Back To My Youth

Guo Jingyu was a little more confident, not very restrained, and found a comfortable position to stretch his legs and knees to touch each other, and wiped it twice when he occasionally shook.

Li Tongzhou really looked up at him, but soon lowered his head and continued to do the question.

Guo Jingyu held the book in his hand, read a line of words, and looked at people for a while.

According to my memory, in two months, they will start the second year of high school, and then they will be divided into classes. It was also at that time that he went to study art, and he and Li Tongzhou rarely met. The two of them sent dozens of text messages every day. At that time, none of the art students who lived with Guo Jingyu in the dormitory could talk to them, and even joked that Guo Jingyu was the one who was in love with puppyhood.

Guo Jingyu didn't realize anything was wrong at that time, he just missed Li Tongzhou.

Two weeks later, on his birthday, Li Tongzhou took a long-distance bus to find him on the weekend, gave him a birthday present, and confessed.

Both of their birthdays were in winter, and the snow in the north fell early, just in time for a snowfall.

Li Tongzhou stood under the street lamp, wearing a thick woolen coat, a layer of snow fell on his shoulders, the snow was still falling under the street lamp, he stood there quietly and waited, only after seeing him took two steps and handed out the gift , and then whispered if we could be together.

...

Jing Yu, what are you thinking? Li Tongzhou tapped on the table with a pen, reminding him to do his homework.

Guo Jingyu put the book down, and held it just to look at the person on the other side. He held his chin and looked at him for a while before smiling, After thinking about it.

Li Tongzhou wondered: What's next?

Just imagine what we will become in the future.

Li Tongzhou thought he was going to talk about his ideal plan, or school volunteers, so he put down the book and listened quietly.

Guo Jingyu raised the corner of his mouth a little and said, You may be a little taller in the future? I'll grow taller anyway, brother, I'll start at 1.8 meters. …”

Li Tongzhou interrupted him: I'm older than you.

Okay, you are the eldest, you are my brother. Guo Jingyu didn't care, but said with great interest, In the future, shall we celebrate our birthdays together every year? I remember that we are only a few days away. You are at the end of November and I am at the beginning of December. just.

Li Tongzhou nodded in agreement.

Guo Jingyu thought about Li Tongzhou's grades after thinking about it, and urged, Keep reading and keep your grades. He has accumulated fine arts skills for so many years, and he is very confident in himself. Just keep an eye on it.

Li Tongzhou picked up the book and continued to read.

He doesn't talk much and doesn't talk much with people, but from the speed of page turning, it can be seen that he is in a better mood.

Guo Jingyu took him as a little boyfriend in his heart, how he looked pleasing to the eye, and there was a little distress in it, and he wanted to be nice to him from the bottom of his heart. Anyway, I couldn't read the book anymore, so I got up and went to the kitchen to wrap some small wontons. Li Tongzhou was not sure about his three meals, and his stomach was not very good, so he had something warm to nourish his stomach in the morning.

The flour in the kitchen was a little high, Guo Jingyu had to step to get it, Li Tongzhou came over and stood behind him to get it for him, I'll do it.

Guo Jingyu turned his head and looked at the heights of the two of them. To be honest, there was a height difference of two or three centimeters, but it was really a little worse when he took things just now.

Guo Jingyu wondered, Why are you so tall, yet still sit in the front?

Li Tongzhou said, I got good grades.

...

The third-to-last row is the dividing line, and it is a watershed between the students in the next two rows. If Li Tongzhou was not tall, sitting too far in front would block the back classmates. on.

Guo Jingyu thought about it, what if he watched Yan.

It hasn't been his for a while.

Chapter 4 Pork Ribs Noodles

Guo Jingyu's cooking skills are good. His fingers are nimble and his mind is clever. The little wontons are pinched like small ingots, with thin skins and large fillings, which are very beautiful.

When he was in the Academy of Fine Arts, in addition to his major, he also took a course in the Department of Sculpture. The old professor of the Department of Sculpture treated him like a grandson. , Later, after chatting with several professors in the Department of Printmaking and Mural Painting, I realized how many boats he was pedaling, and he stopped thinking about it.

The old professor said that he likes to play, and he needs to be practical when making sculptures.

This is also true. He later opened a gallery and opened his own studio. Strictly speaking, he should be regarded as an art dealer, not a person in the pure art circle. Get along harmoniously, and any activity in the circle counts as a quota.

Guo Jingyu wrapped the small wontons, separated them with plastic wrap, and froze each bag of twenty in the refrigerator, You can take them out and cook them tomorrow morning, just open the fire and cook for two...two open. Do you know what it means? It's just that the water in the pot is boiling, add a small bowl of cold water, and boil it again.

Li Tongzhou nodded, Like boiling water, it takes half an hour, right?

Guo Jingyu almost didn't hold the wonton in his hand, and he couldn't be more happy, Who told you that for half an hour? Don't eat the wonton if you cook it for half an hour, it's already a pot of noodle soup.