Holding You Into My Arms

"I'm nervous." Lin Jiayin said, holding the phone.

Shen Zhan smiled, "It's only Tuesday that you are nervous."

"When I thought of seeing your dad, I was so flustered." Lin Jiayin was called by Aunt Tang to go home several times during summer vacation, and Shen Zhan's father was not there every time.

In her imagination, Shen Zhan's father should be an extremely serious person.

Shen Zhan clamped the phone on his shoulder and quickly tapped his fingers on the keyboard, "My mom doesn't eat people, and my dad doesn't eat people."

"I..." Lin Jiayin narrowed her mouth.

"If you really don't want to go, I'll call my mom." Shen Zhan said.

Lin Jiayin immediately stopped him with a voice, "Don't!"

Shen Zhan laughed again. He found that since he was with Little Sun, he laughed more times in a month than in the previous year.

"Is it going or not?" Shen Zhan's sloppy tone dragged on for thousands of times.

Lin Jiayin gritted his teeth and said: "Go!"

"Don't be afraid, I am here." Shen Zhan said.

Lin Jiayin grumbled, and glanced out of the toilet, "Class is almost coming."

"Go," Shen Zhan said, "think about what to eat tonight."

"Okay." Lin Jiayin hung up the phone, turned and walked out of the toilet.

And the laboratory on the other side.

"So there is new investment!" Lu Zhicheng said joyfully.

Shen Zhan glanced at him faintly, "Isn't SZ equipped with new investment?"

"No, I want to say too much, just like opening the hang." Lu Zhicheng said.

Lin Qingxuan clicked the mouse, "I don't want to see how much the software we made in summer is welcome." He let go of the mouse and danced like waves with his hands in front of him, "The praise is rave reviews..."

"Sister Yan." Zhu Xiaomei raised her head with a creak of the door.

Yan Wanping smiled at her, "Dean Cheng asked me to come to the laboratory to test some sets of data."

Hearing this, Lu Zhicheng got up and said, "Sister Yan, let me help you."

He has a good impression of Yan Xuejie, who is beautiful and gentle. Although Lin Qingxuan said that she is very squat, cheekbones are high and the chin is very thin, but Lu Zhicheng likes this type.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Yan Wanping lifted her short shoulder-length hair and tucked it behind her ears, and smiled softly.

Lu Zhicheng rubbed his trousers with his hands hanging down his thighs, "It's okay, just a little job."

"Sister Yan's business is your business, isn't it?" Lin Qingxuan yin and yang gave him a strange color.

Lu Zhicheng squinted at him, walking to the test bench to turn on the test instrument.

"Hey, Senior Sister Yan, I remember that your round-faced school girl said that you had studied at MIT during the competition last semester." Lin Qingxuan casually mentioned.

Yan Wanping was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the person who was lying in a chair with her back facing her and wearing headphones, "I came back from my sophomore year."

"It seems that I'm still in the same session with Mr. Shen." Lin Qingxuan chatted with Erlang's legs upright.

"Senior sister, don't you study one?" Lu Zhicheng, who adjusted the instrument, suddenly turned his head.

Lin Qingxuan suddenly realized that it seemed that he was the only one who knew that Shen Zhan had gone to school, and the short-term IQ that had been lost was instantly retrieved.

Although Shen Zhan never said that he can't tell others, it is not a good thing to suspend school for any reason.

Lin Qingxuan was silent, and Yan Wanping didn't speak either, and walked over and put the data on the table.

The strange silence was broken by Zhu Xiaomei.

Zhu Xiaomei ran over, "Which one of you has cash?"

Lin Qingxuan shook his head, "I still have cash on him all these years."

"Neither did I." Lu Zhicheng said.

Zhu Xiaomei pouted her lips.

"Why do you want cash? Wechat Pay|Bao doesn't work?" Lin Qingxuan asked puzzledly.

Zhu Xiaomei shook the potato chips in her hand, "I want to buy potato chips, the vending machine downstairs is broken, and the QR code cannot be scanned, so I can only use cash."

"You won't die if you eat a pack less." Lin Qingxuanxun said, "I know how to eat potato chips all day long. Look at how many rounds of your face in college have been rounded."

Zhu Xiaomei rolled her eyes at him and ran back to her position, "I called Senior Fu and asked him to bring it to me when he came."

"Cash? I have it here." Yan Wanping said suddenly.

"Really!" Zhu Xiaomei, who was about to call Fu Yanzhou, turned her head and looked happy.

Yan Wanping took out a wallet from her bag and opened it, "How much do you want?"

It's the size of a palm, it's leather, but it's cracked at the corners due to age.

"Twenty." Zhu Xiaomei clicked on the WeChat interface, "I will transfer you immediately."

"No, elder sister invites you to eat." Yan Wanping said.

Zhu Xiaomei smiled happily, "Thank you senior sister, senior sister is so kind!"

Yan Wanping flipped through it and drew a twenty yuan bill to her.

"Something dropped." Zhu Xiaomei didn't take the money, and squatted down to pick up the small pieces of paper that fell on the floor.

Yan Wanping wanted to stop, but Zhu Xiaomei moved quickly to stand up.

"This is..." Zhu Xiaomei glanced at the two-inch photo in her hand and raised her head.

Yan Wanping snatched away, "My boyfriend."

"Oh..." Zhu Xiaomei smiled, "Your boyfriend is so handsome."

"Sister Yan has a boyfriend?" Lin Qingxuan turned around, first glanced at Yan Wanping, then at Lu Zhicheng, whose expression was as uncomfortable as eating shit, and gloated that you were out of play.

"Yeah." Yan Wanping answered.

Lin Qingxuan adheres to the principle of gossip to the end and blows to the end, "Our school?"

"No." Yan Wanping replied.

"B big?" Lin Qingxuan asked again.

Yan Wanping said: "Massachusetts Institute of Technology."

Before Lin Qingxuan could speak again, she walked towards Lu Zhicheng, her tone a little cold, "Is the test finished?"

Knowing that the elder sister has a boyfriend, Lu Zhicheng felt all kinds of uncomfortable things in his heart, and handed over the printed data to her.

Yan Pingwan thanked her politely, then turned and walked out of the laboratory.

It happened that Shen Zhan went out to the bathroom, and the two were in the corridor one after another.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Yan Wanping turned around.

The two stood facing each other.

"Something?" Shen Zhan asked when she saw her staring at him.

Yan Wanping hesitated and said, "No."

When she was about to turn around, Shen Zhan stopped her, "Alumni and senior sister."

Yan Wanping was dumbfounded.

"You know what happened to me, right?" Shen Zhan put one hand in his pocket and raised his eyebrows.

Since that incident, he has never tuned his headphones to a louder volume where he can't hear outside sounds.

Yan Wanping tapped her chin, habitually tucked her hair behind her ears, and then smiled softly.

Shen Zhan's memory is very good, almost unforgettable.

The two sentences she asked in the toilet that day, how are you doing at Huaqing University, compare with MIT.

Now it seems to be meaningful.

"Who has read at MIT does not know?" Yan Wanping asked him back.

Shen Zhan smiled and said nothing.

"To be honest, I too..." Yan Wanping paused, and then said: "But everything fades over time. Like the person who accused you at the beginning, everyone has forgotten everything."

"Really?" Shen Zhan narrowed his eyebrows.

"Of course, he and I are neither classmates nor friends. We don't know him at all. We only know that he is amazing and won many awards." Yan Wanping glanced at him up and down, "just like you."

"Why do you remember that it's nothing to do with me?" Yan Wanping continued.

Her smile was gentle, she couldn't find any flaws.

Shen Zhan still didn't speak, eyes drooping slightly, as if thinking about something.

Yan Wanping said, "But I want to ask you."

"Ask what?" Shen Zhan said calmly.

Yan Wanping lowered her eyebrows, as serious as she was exploring academic issues, "Have you ever had a nightmare at night?"

Shen Zhan pulled his hand out of his pocket.

"I'm just purely curious," Yan Wanping frowned, seeming to recall the video that made people hairy. "The night I watched it, I had a nightmare for a whole night. The sweat made the sheets wet. Thinking, if it was my dormitory door..." She raised her eyes to Shen Zhan, "I might not survive."

"I'm living well." Shen Zhan said word by word.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I offended you." Yan Wanping flicked the hair on her left shoulder this time, "I have to go to the dean to hand in the test results, so I'll leave."

"Yeah." Shen Zhan lightly tapped his chin.

Yan Wanping walked faster and faster, down the stairs and stopped where he could not see.

She took a deep breath, and the data in her hand was scratched.

I live well.

Live well.

Yan Wanping laughed.

These words are like a joke.

Especially funny, especially ridiculous, breathless joke.

Shen Zhan came out of the toilet and walked to the sink.

He stretched out his hand without turning on the tap for a long time.

Nightmare?

Oh, who hasn't done it before.

He dreamed for a whole year.

Turn on the faucet, the tap water pours out on the back of the hand, with the warmth of the sun.

...

"What to eat?" This seems to be something they have to worry about standing at the school gate every day.

Lin Jiayin sighed lightly, "I don't know either."

"Give you five minutes to think." Shen Zhan said.

Lin Jiayin suddenly hugged him by the waist, "I want to eat what you made."

"I won't be free tonight, can I do it tomorrow?" Shen Zhan covered her hand, "I will do whatever you want to eat. I can't learn now."

"Love you!" Lin Jiayin jumped up, wrapped his neck and gave him a kiss.

Shen Zhan smiled, and Little Sun's courage grew bigger and bigger when he said kiss at the school gate.

"But..." Lin Jiayin sighed again, "I want to eat fresh fish now, and I want to drink porridge."

"Drink the porridge while eating fresh fish." Shen Zhan proposed a solution, "You go to the fresh fish to order, I will buy the porridge and pack it."

"No," Lin Jiayin hugged his arm, "I want to be with you, first go buy porridge and then eat fresh fish!"

Shen Zhan smiled and said, "You can do whatever you want."

A Hong Kong-style tea restaurant in the food street outside the school.

Yan Wanping sat by the window and waited.

"Cousin." Yang Shanshan came over and sat down and put the bag away.

Yan Wanping pushed the menu, "Order what you want."

Yang Shanshan pushed back, "Don't be so troublesome, I'll do whatever you want, just click."

"How are you doing?" Yan Wanping asked.

Yang Shanshan looked irritable, "Don't mention it, the editor-in-chief scolded us so badly this morning."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Yan Wanping asked.

Yang Shanshan is two months younger than her, graduated in journalism, and is currently working as an intern reporter in a third-rate newspaper.

"It's not that you don't know our newspaper. If you are not in the trend, you rely on the lace news that bloggers have eyeballs to increase sales." Yang Shanshan chewed the custard bag and said vaguely, "Our team followed a cheating star last week , It turned out that Xiao San was a sister of a man, I really took it."

"Your newspaper only does entertainment news?" Yan Wanping asked.

"Of course not, do everything." Yang Shanshan said, "Do everything that can attract public attention, no matter how vulgar you are, you can do everything."

Yan Wanping nodded clearly, "Are you doing news now?"

"Just kidding!" Yang Shanshan picked up a piece of crystal shrimp dumplings, "I'm just doing an internship."

Yan Wanping said oh.

"But I really want to stay in our agency. The benefits are good. I don't have to go to a prestigious school like yours. Now it's not easy to find a job if you graduate from the second college." Yang Shanshan shrugged.

Yan Wanping smiled and said, "Then you have to come on."

Yang Shanshan put down his chopsticks, "I'm just very worried, it's hard to get regular, and the other interns are all the same."

"Isn't it enough to make some achievements? Isn't the reporter's on-site ability more important?" Yan Wanping said.

Yang Shanshan sighed, "Where can I find the headlines."

Yan Wanping clicked on the video stored in the phone and handed it to her, "Look at this."

"What?" Yang Shanshan answered the phone.

"Look at it." Yan Wanping took a sip of the drink.

"Oh my god, my scalp is numb." Yang Shanshan looked at it again and paused at the end, "especially the whole body twitching... and here..." She pulled the progress bar to the end and pointed to it. Finally, the scene of lying head down on the stairs, "It looks like my heart has been pinched a few times."

"Can you do news?" Yan Wanping put down her drink and asked bluntly.

The author has something to say: There must be a lot of people who didn’t see the words of the last chapter. Let’s push it again: The last chapter adds a little detail based on the comments. Don’t worry too much. There are so many magical coincidences in the world. The hot search on Weibo and the various annual confusing news on Xiaopozhan (with my head laughing away) made me understand that reality is always more dramatic.

Some readers pointed out why Zhao Ye had a heart disease and he went to drink without medicine.

Let me tell you a very real example. I have a relative who unfortunately got laryngeal cancer (healed), as is a patient in the next bed. After the operation, the doctor told you not to eat anything, and the family members said one by one. , I didn’t resist the temptation and thought it was okay to eat a jujube, then 300,000 was gone, no more...