Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 74
"There is no class in the afternoon. I want to go to the library. Do you want to go back to the dormitory?"

Gongsun Jin left the cafeteria and stopped beside a shared electric car.

"I'll go to the library too. I want to borrow two books."

Zhong Lingzi remembered the two web articles she was still writing, and suddenly had a whim, and wanted to go to the library to find two books for inspiration.

Authors also need to keep reading books and continuously improve their knowledge reserves, so that they can better accumulate creative materials.

"Okay, I'll take you?"

Before Gongsun Jin finished speaking, Zhong Lingzi sat in the back seat of his electric car, showing no sign of being polite.

"You are really not polite at all."

Zhong Lingzi just smiled lightly, and the draft breeze brushed over her skirt, causing gentle ripples.

She is a person who doesn't like to trouble others, but when facing Gongsun Jin, she will be a little rude, and even want to take advantage of him.

The library is always full of seats, and it is so quiet that a needle can be heard.

"What kind of books are you borrowing?"

Zhong Lingzi stopped in front of literature and history books, and began to select carefully.

"Remembrance of Things Past by Marcel Proust."

Gongsun Jin said calmly.

He has been unable to read this book, and he did not expect this world to have it.

After seeing it on the bookshelf, it was inexplicably kind.

"Ah, I know. It's a long, stinky book, and it's hard to read."

As Zhong Lingzi spoke, he pulled out a copy of "Outline of Modern History" from the bookshelf.

After Gongsun Jin chose the book, she walked back and forth in the poetry category.

"Do you still read modern poetry?"

Seeing that he stopped near the modern poem, Zhong Lingzi asked curiously.

"Well, do you know Haizi?"

Gongsun Jin pondered for a while, then asked in a low voice.

"Haiko? Who is he? I've never heard of it."

Zhong Lingzi shook his head.

"Where's Gu Cheng?"

Gongsun Jin continued to ask.

"No."

Zhong Lingzi continued to shake his head.

"Are the two people you mentioned famous?"

she asked tentatively.

"Oh, there are two poets from my hometown, but they are not doing well."

"Hai Zi committed suicide by lying on the train, Gu Cheng killed his wife, and then hanged himself."

Gongsun Jin said softly.

"Do all poets have this strange quality? One of my favorite poets, Pushkin, is also like this."

Zhong Lingzi was thoughtful.

"Pushkin?"

Gongsun Jin's eyes lit up, is there still Pushkin in this world?

"Well, for his lover, he fought a duel with an officer, and finally died tragically by the officer's sword."

"Actually, he might not have to, but if he refused, everyone would laugh at him as a coward."

Listening to Zhong Lingzi's narration, Gongsun Jin felt a little emotional.

Poor Pushkin, the way of dying in this world has not changed.

In the column of foreign literature-poetry-modern poetry, he found a collection of Pushkin's poems in a very remote corner.

When you mention Pushkin, you have to mention the song "If Life Deceives You".

"I like his song "If Life Deceives You."

Zhong Lingzi said.

"Me too."

Gongsun Jin nodded slightly, then leaned into her ear and began to recite in a low voice.

"If life deceives you, don't be sad. It will continue to deceive you tomorrow, and it will kill you the day after tomorrow."

"Although it's quite heartbreaking, I can only say that you are right."

Zhong Lingzi gave him an angry look.

After choosing the desired book, the two left the library together.

"Go back to the dormitory?"

Before Gongsun Jin finished asking, Zhong Lingzi naturally sat on his back seat, his eyes seemed to be able to speak.

"Okay, I'll take it to you."

Gongsun Jin drove her towards the girls' dormitory.

The sky was a vast expanse of blue, cloudless.

"The village of swans on the wheat field in May, the silent and lonely village, this is where Pushkin and I were born."

"See? Those two white pigeons, they are the white shoes that Qu Yuan left on the beach, let us, let us wear them with the river water."

"Cherish the village at dusk, cherish the village of rainwater, cloudless is like my eternal sorrow."

Gongsun Jin began to read softly in his clear voice.

"Who wrote the modern poem you just read?"

Zhong Lingzi was a little surprised.

"Haizi, that poet who lay on the rails in my hometown. Everyone said he was mentally ill."

Gongsun Jin said calmly.

"You like his poems very much?"

"Well, because he has the epitome of an ordinary person, just like the thousands of people in this world who long for happiness but can't get it."

"He was still looking for happiness before he died."

Zhong Lingzi listened and nodded slightly.

"I have never been known by anyone, so I have never been forgotten by anyone. Living in other people's memories is not my goal."

Gongsun Jin continued to recite.

"Huh? Is this also Haizi's poem?"

Zhong Lingzi was a little overjoyed, she especially liked this sentence, it felt very cool.

"No, it belongs to Gu Cheng."

"The one who killed his wife and then hanged himself?"

"Well, it's him. He's a murderer. People in my hometown say he's a pervert. But his poems are clean. Or rather, clean."

Gongsun Jin spoke seriously.

"Why are there so many strange people in your hometown?"

Zhong Lingzi couldn't help asking.

"I also want to know."

Gongsun Jin parked the electric car downstairs in the girls' dormitory.

"If I have time, I'd like to hear you tell the story of those two mentally ill poets."

"it is good!"

Gongsun Jin nodded, and rode away without looking back.

Seeing the young man's free-spirited and unrestrained back going away, Zhong Lingzi felt a little bit reluctant for some reason.

Sitting in the back seat of his car, she felt very relaxed.

When Gongsun Jin returned to the dormitory, Ouyang Rui was playing League of Legends.

"Didn't you say that your youth is over?"

Ouyang Rui was sad for a long time during the civil war between the two South Korean teams in the Bird's Nest.

He sold out those two tickets to the S7 finals before the second half of the semi-finals, but he didn't lose too much.

"I believe that RNG will definitely win the championship next year, pointing to S8!"

Ouyang Rui said with a smile.

Gongsun Jin smiled happily.

"What did the construction team dig up again? We're going to store water again."

The counselor issued a notice in the professional group that the water pipe was dug up by the construction team, and all students were asked to prepare for water storage.

Lin Hui looked at his hair and couldn't help complaining.

Every day at noon he washes his hair and treats it with conditioner.

"It's just that the water is cut off, and there will be more often in the future."

With a calm face, Gongsun Jin picked up the basin and bucket to store water.

Tang Fulin was still the same as usual, memorizing English words, practicing listening, and preparing for IELTS and TOEFL.

Some majors in the university are very rolly, and you can hear people in the professional group discussing grade points every day.

"What should I do? I heard from Zhang Xuefeng that non-985 people like us have no competitiveness without taking the postgraduate entrance examination."

Tang Fulin frowned.

Jingzhou Business School is just an old-fashioned public second school, which has just been upgraded to a first school this year.

"Zhang Xuefeng is just a joker selling anxiety."

Lin Hui crossed his legs and didn't care.

"Relax, it's not as difficult as you think. The poorest thing is to beg for food, and the immortal will always come out."

Many freshmen are preparing for various competitions and postgraduate entrance examinations.

Generally speaking, there is an atmosphere of learning, but it is a little depressing.

Ouyang Rui belongs to the kind who wants to learn but has no motivation, and is coerced to move forward.

Lin Hui is cynical, but he doesn't skip class very much.

Gongsun Jin was also listening in class, but he didn't spend much time reviewing after class. He had a clear plan for his future.

University life is actually not very beautiful, or in other words, not as beautiful as depicted in some novels.

The cafeteria, library, and classrooms are three points one line, and they are busy all day with the teacher's courses, as well as various competitions and exams.

Day after day, quite boring.

In the fast-paced life, it is easy to forget the concept of time.

It took Gongsun Jin a week to finish the seventh volume of "Reminiscence of Things Past". This book is indeed as difficult to read as Zhong Lingzi said.

In the evening, the sky is covered with a dark blue curtain, and the moon will not be full yet.

"I'm so tired recently."

After changing his overalls, Zhong Lingzi walked out of the cafeteria, stretched, his face was full of fatigue.

She is wearing a white short-sleeved shirt today. When she stretches her waist, she can reveal her navel and see her fair skin.

Coupled with her tall figure and hot figure, she is very eye-catching.

"There is a movie in the open-air cinema today, do you want to go and watch it together?"

Gongsun Jin asked casually.

For the sake of her younger sister's medical expenses, Zhong Lingzi has been working so hard recently that she hasn't had much rest, so it's time to stop and catch her breath.

"OK!"

She readily agreed, and then stared at Gongsun Jin without blinking.

Gongsun Jin understood immediately and found a shared electric car.

"Come up!"

Zhong Lingzi narrowed her eyes slightly, a beautiful dimple appeared on her cheek.

She naturally sat on the back seat of the electric car, and when she was close to his clothes, she could still smell a very fresh smell.

The campus is very quiet at this time, the trees on both sides of the road leave mottled shadows, and the passing wind blows a few locks of hair on the forehead, which is very cool.

The open-air cinema is located in the middle of the campus, a certain distance from the teaching buildings and dormitory buildings.

Surrounded by lush camphor trees, the environment is quiet and shady.

There are not many motorized vehicles, and students and staff occasionally pass by.

Except for the basketball court and playground next to it, the camphor forest in the north is almost isolated from all the noise, and it is a very quiet place.

There are discontinuous walls around the cinema and multiple open gates.

The west side is the center of the entire courtyard, with a large performance stage attached, and the east side is a stepped auditorium, with benches in the first few rows and independent stools in the back row.

The entire courtyard has no roof and is designed in an open manner.As far as the eye can see is an arc-shaped viewing angle; it can have a panoramic view of the open-air scene.

The stage of the open-air cinema can be used not only for screenings, but also for the opening ceremony, festival party stage, etc., and the effect is very immersive.

On Tuesdays and Fridays, movies are shown here, as if it has become an unwritten rule in the school.

For many students, watching a movie in the on-campus movie theater is the most memorable thing on campus.

No matter which dormitory or location you are in.

Before the point, there are always people riding bicycles and electric cars all the way.

The open-air cinema is breezy and full of people.

"The people here today are very nice and lively."

Gongsun Jin looked around, looking for a seat.

"There is a place in the back."

Before Gongsun Jin could react, Zhong Lingzi grabbed his hand and pulled him inside.

Being held by her hand, Gongsun Jin was caught off guard.

The girl who took the initiative to hold his hand was the first since she came to this world.

Her hand was a little cold, and it felt like a piece of cold jade.

Gongsun Jin could see the distinct knuckles on the back of her hand and the calluses on her palm.

After working in the cafeteria for a while, and often playing the guitar, her hands are not as delicate as other girls.

Zhong Lingzi chose a secluded seat in the back row and sat down.

Gongsun Jin looked at her sideways, and when the girl's slightly curled eyelashes were lightly slapped, her pupils shone like autumn water.

"The mole between your eyebrows is very beautiful."

Zhong Lingzi also looked sideways at him.

"Is it only the moles that look good?"

Gongsun Jin asked back.

"People are beautiful too."

She smiled slightly.

At this time, the two fat houses in the front row turned their heads to look at the two of them, then changed seats, and were still whispering when they left.

"How can it be repaired! Why do you have to be stuffed with dog food when you watch a movie?"

"Explode, charge now!"

The movie played in the open-air theater was "Love Letter", which was famous in Gongsun Jin's original world.

Gongsun Jin didn't look at it all the time, he didn't like regrets.

Regarding the love and regrets when they were young, the islanders really took beautiful pictures.

For example, "[-] Centimeters Per Second", such as "Unheard of Flower Names", and "Love Letter", which is screened here today.

While watching a movie, some girls were shy, but they just held their lover's arm lightly, mustered up their courage, and asked cautiously, "Can I...can I lean on your shoulder?"

The boy's eyes were always dodging, his cheeks were flushed, and he answered softly.

Neither Gongsun Jin nor Zhong Lingzi spoke.

Qingqing on stage, me and me off stage have nothing to do with these two people.

He and she are really just watching a movie, like two pieces of wood.

The male Fujii tree gave everyone the impression in the movie that he was a difficult weirdo, and he liked to tease the female Fujii tree who had the same name and surname as him in the class.

I saw him riding a bicycle and putting a paper bag on the female Fujii tree.

Gongsun Jin and Zhong Lingzi finally laughed together.

This scene is indescribably warm and lovely.

The story about secret love is always sad and relieved.

The story in the movie is unsatisfactory.

"I won't watch this kind of movie in the future. The movies made in my childhood are really uncomfortable."

Zhong Lingzi sighed.

"Actually, not all of them. Many of the movies they made are quite popular with the Chinese people."

Gongsun Jin said seriously.

Zhong Lingzi froze for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, then looked at Gongsun Jin.

"Which teacher do you usually see?"

"Huh? What are you talking about? I mean something like "Sea Street Diary."

Gongsun Jin looked bewildered.

"Aha, nothing, nothing."

Zhong Lingzi smiled, and continued to sit on the back seat of his electric car.

"I've finished reading this book. The girls' dormitory is near the library. Please return it for me."

"Well, okay."

Back downstairs in the dormitory, Zhong Lingzi took the books borrowed from the library from Gongsun Jin.

"I'm leaving!"

Gongsun Jin rode away on his bicycle.

Zhong Lingzi looked at his back, looked down at the title of the book in his hand, and looked a little dazed.

There is such a plot in "Love Letter", the male Fujii tree goes to the female Fujii tree's house and asks her to help return the books borrowed in the library.

It was at that time that two people who were also Fujii trees had feelings for each other.

That book is the seventh volume of "Reminiscing about the Past", "Time to Reappear".

(End of this chapter)