Chapter 91: "You guys are graduates, right?"

The opportunity for Yu Fan to make this decision was actually quite small.

Just because the first night back in Ningcheng, he had insomnia until four in the morning in the same big bed he had slept in for three or four years.

When he woke up, his side was empty, and there was no body heat or smell of Chen Jingshen. He sat on the bed in a daze for about ten minutes, turned on his cell phone, glanced at his full work schedule for the past half month, then searched for air tickets to the South City, then checked the rent around Chen Jingshen's apartment, as well as the balance on his card.

When he told Wang Yue about his decision, she was very confused: "We've been in a long-distance relationship for six years, right? Why are you suddenly leaving now?"

Yu Fan hadn't slept well all night, her hair was a mess, and her reactions were a bit slow.

He was sluggishly silent for a moment before he said, "Because six years has been too long."

Wang Yue, surprised as he was, didn't try to hold him back too much.

After all, Yu Fan has made many outstanding photos in the past two years, and the hottest one even put the client on the hot search of a certain platform. Since then, Yu Fan's list has become more and more, with clients from all over the world, including internet celebrities. If it were any other photographer, I'm afraid they would have gone out and started their own business long time ago, and Yu Fan is the one who is willing to stay in her store and receive the small salary and small dividends.

Besides, the photographer's profession is not so strict, you can work anywhere, and South City is a big city, Yu Fan will only develop better if he goes there.

Everything was settled, and Yu Fan spent the last half-month on his feet, diligently shooting all the orders he had, and two days organizing and emptying the house he had lived in for three or four years into three large suitcases.

Wang Yue drove him to the airport and gave him a red envelope before he went through security.

Yu Fan didn't want to take it at first, until Wang Yue looked like he was going to pull the waist of his pants open and throw it in, then he reluctantly took it.

"What's the matter? You're so familiar with me and you're still being polite? This is from my sister to my brother, take it." Wang Yue patted his arm, "Come back to see me when you have time."

"I will." Yu Fan said.

Wang Yue coldly choked up. She remembered the first time she met Yu Fan, who was still a little boy, covered in bruises, reported his father to the police with a cold face, and then squatted outside the police station to smoke a cigarette.

She didn't know where she got the courage to go up and ask him if he wanted to be a model in the first place.

"I'm leaving."

Wang Yue returns to his senses and nods, "Go ahead and send me a message when you're settled."

"Good." Yu Fan paused and whispered again, "Thank you, sis."

When entering the security checkpoint, Yu Fan received a voice message from Wang Yue, who was crying loudly and growling for him to come out and give him a hug before leaving.

Yu Fan listened to the voice and went faster towards the gate.

These things were too complicated to talk about, so Yu Fan only picked up two key sentences to tell Chen Jingshen.

There were two big suitcases on the floor, and the two of them were packing together. Yu Fan doesn't have much stuff, he sold all the furniture that couldn't fit in, and the suitcases contain nothing but work supplies, clothes, and a few thick photo albums.

Yu Fan remembers something, picks up the photo album and flips it open, and violently reaches out in front of Chen Jingshen's face.

Chen Jingshen was caught off guard and came face-to-face with her childhood self who cried herself silly.

"Chen Jingshen, see for yourself what it looks like, snot running into your mouth-"

The words did not finish, Chen Jingshen took the album pressed on the ground upside down, leaned up to plug his mouth, Yu Fan reached out to push him, face to the side, said: "Why - crying not let say? You also know ...... well, uh also know shame, crying eyes can not see ...... see ......"

Yu Fan was pressed to the floor, kissing him so hard that he couldn't speak, Chen Jingshen's fingers just ripped open the waist of his pants, and the cell phone next to him rang.

Chen Jingshen originally did not want to care, the man on the ground back, bowed his legs to drive him, "Get lost to answer the phone, I things have not been packed."

Chen Jingshen smoothly pulled Yu Fan's hem down again as he got up, answering the phone in a somewhat cold tone, "What for."

"Urgent check! Why are you answering the phone so late? You wouldn't really turn your younger sibling green, would you?" Luo Liyang asked hotly over there.

"......"

Luo Liyang : "Haha! Just kidding! I'm out drinking, are you finished over there, want to come over-"

Chen Jingshen hung up without finishing his sentence.

When the two boxes were almost finished, Chen Jingshen tried to push the last box in the corner, but just as he touched the box, Yu Fan got up from the ground.

"I'll collect this myself!" Yu Fan pulled the suitcase over to him, "You go take a shower first, I'm going to wash it when I'm done, I'm exhausted after a long day of collecting luggage."

Chen Jingshen stated, "I can wait--"

"No need. Thank you."

Chen Jingshen took the clothes and went into the bathroom. Yu Fan probed his head to make sure there was the sound of water inside before slowly opening that suitcase.

The topmost grid of the suitcase was stuffed with many pink boxes.

Chen Jingshen asked the supermarket to deliver those, Yu Fan thought it would be too much of a waste to throw them away, so he brought them all back, anyway, there is still room in the suitcase. ......

He remembered that Chen Jingshen had compartments of nightstands that were empty, just enough to fit.

Yu Fan unzipped the zipper, hugged the stuff full, entered the room softly, pulled open the compartment of impressionable empty cabinets-

And then he met up with a mountain of little boxes stacked inside, filling a cupboard with different packages.

Yu Fan: "......"

-

Yu Fan didn't rush into work after returning to South City. He took advantage of Chen Jingshen's busy schedule at the end of the year to go through some of the most famous spots in the city.

Yu Fan is already famous in the circle, plus the South City is known as the "capital of Netflix", the demand for photography in this area is greater than the city of Ning, so during this period there are many photography studios in the South City to find door to door, the salary offered is also very considerable.

But Yu Fan refused all of them. In the beginning, he went to Wang Yue Studio because he was short of money, and he's been working there since then because Wang Yue gave him a hand when he was in trouble, but now he's going to do it on his own, so he'll have more freedom and get more money.

Didn't care about money when I was alone, donated more than I spent. Now that I have a boyfriend ...... always have to save some.

When Wang Yue found out, he was very supportive and used the studio's official number to promote Yu Fan online.

In less than half a day, Yu Fan's private messages exploded.

So this night, Chen Jingshen leaned back in his chair to hammer out some code, and realized that the person next to him was more serious than he was.

Chen Jingshen When he first made the study deliberately ordered a very large desk, he several computer screens on it, next to it can accommodate a boyfriend.

Chen Jingshen stopped working and looked over. Yu Fan was sitting with his head on his elbow, sitting in a twisted position, listlessly scribbling on a piece of paper, and when he got tired of writing, he would pull his hair out in annoyance, just like when he couldn't solve a problem in high school.

After a moment of trance, Chen Jingshen leaned over, "Still not lined up?"

Yu Fan was recently scheduling guests, he wrote them down one by one in his notebook, and when he encountered conflicting schedules he had to coordinate and discuss them for almost a week in a row.

"Soon." Yu Fan's voice was lazy, "First scheduled until next April."

"Recruit an assistant."

"Recruiting after the New Year is not good at the end of the year."

Chen Jingshen hmmm, dropping his eyes to scan over the book in front of him, "......"

The last client replied back and said OK. Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his pen, and was about to jot down the last name in his book when a short, abrupt exhale scraped past his ear.

Yu Fan: "?"

He craned his head keenly, looking past the center of his curled arms, "Chen Jingshen."

"Uh-huh."

"What are you laughing at?"

Chen Jingshen looked at his book and asked, "Why don't you use a computer to memorize these?"

"Comfortable with a pen." Yu Fan frowned, "What are you trying to say?"

"No." Chen Jingshen held back, didn't hold back, "How about switching to a computer."

"?"

"Or else the new assistant will come in later and won't be able to read your writing."

"......"

"After all these years, how come the words haven't changed at all-"

Chen Jingshen was rudely muffled before he finished his sentence.

After all the fuss, Yu Fan still went to write down the stuff into the computer with a foul face. Halfway through the form, both of their cell phones went "thump, thump, thump" at the same time, and some discussion group they were both in had started up again.

Yu Fan felt that even half a month's work was not as tiring as a week's communication with a client, so it was time to take a break. He picked up his cell phone and leaned back, lazily opening the discussion group to scroll through the chat logs -

Zhang Xianjing: How to spend New Year's Day?

Yu Fan froze and realized that today was already the 29th, and it would soon be a new year.

[Wang Luan: Alive.]

Wang Luan: I've been working my ass off for the past two weeks, and I'm finally going on fucking vacation! I don't want to be a part of this family business anymore!

[Zuo Kuan: I'll inherit it. You bring your dad out some day and I'll recognize him.]

[Wang Luan: Roll.]

Zhang Xianjing: What's with all the bullshit you guys? Come out and play on New Year's Day.

The end of the year was so busy that we didn't see each other after that trip back to the South Side.

They even celebrated for a while in the group voice when they learned that Yu Fan had moved back to the South Side, saying that they'd find a chance to come out for dinner, and dragged their feet until now, before finally having a vacation that we all shared.

The next step was to discuss where to go.

Zuo Kuan suggested a basketball arena, a swimming pool, and an indoor racetrack, adding that there had been an exciting race recently, while Zhang Xianjing counter-suggested skiing, hot springs, and an amusement park that they had visited together in the past, saying that many new programs had been developed there.

Both parties were not interested in the place proposed by the other, so Zhang Xianjing called Wang Luan out again: [@Wang Luan Why don't you say something? Where do you want to go?

[Wang Luan: Ah, I was just on the phone with a client.]

[Wang Luan: I don't really have any place I want to go, I'm too tired these days. If you really want to talk about it ......]

[Wang Luan: I'm craving the sweet and sour pork from the 7th grade.]

[Zhang Xianjing:?

Zuo Kuan: Pig you?

[Zuo Kuan: ...... When you say it like that, I damn well want the green bean smoothie from the cafeteria too.]

Zhang Xianjing: Where can I get a green bean smoothie in this weather? They should be selling hot milk tea by now.

[Zuo Kuan: But the cafeteria isn't open on New Year's Day when the school is closed.]

Wang Luan: Hahahahaha have you forgotten? Every year there is a group of senior unlucky people, New Year's Day is just a day off, the 2nd they go to school, the cafeteria must be open!

......

The three reached a consensus and began to furiously @ the two people in the group who hadn't come out to talk from start to finish.

[Zhang Xianjing: Are you free in the afternoon of January 2nd? Back to the seventh grade! @- @s]

Yu Fan watched them chat, and suddenly also briefly missed the cold taste of the green bean smoothie as it rolled past her throat.

Yu Fan, whose work doesn't start until after New Year's Day, looks up from his cell phone and glances solicitously at the person next to him.

"I'm on vacation on the 2nd." Chen Jingshen said.

So Yu Fan moved his fingers: [We can.]

[Zhang Xianjing: Then it's settled. See you on the 2nd.]

[Zuo Kuan: Wait, there are people in the school, so can we still go in?]

Wang Luan: Nonsense, just wear your school uniform and blend in!

Zuo Kuan: Shit! How many years ago was that dress? Only a fool would keep it!

-

On the afternoon of January 2nd, the weather was perfect and it stopped snowing just in time.

Only the seniors were still in class today, and the students who walked through the doors were scattered and sparse, in twos and threes.

Five graduates in school uniforms stood under a few snow-covered, bare branches outside the seventh middle school in the south city.

Everyone, obviously not on a date, had tacitly agreed to wear a full set. A blue school t-shirt on the inside, a padded sweater, a winter green school jacket wrapped around the outside, and then the same green school pants.

Wang Luan repeats, "What kind of idiot keeps it?"

"...... How the hell do I know my mom put it away for me." Zuo Kuan tugged at his clothes unnaturally, and finished by patting Wang Luan's stomach forcefully, "Look at you, you're pregnant, aren't you!"

"Fuck off, it's not even from drinking, it's a medal for my efforts!"

"Okay, cut the crap, class will start in a minute. Hurry up and go inside." Zhang Xianjing pushed the two of them disdainfully.

Yu Fan followed at the end of them in silence with his hands in his pockets, unable to resist another glance at the man next to him.

To be honest, he didn't know how many times he had watched Chen Jingshen today.

Chen Jingshen's school uniform was still white and neat. He did not have the same diffidence as when he was working, his shoulders were straight and he looked cold, mixing with a group of students, as if he was still the super bully who looked down on everyone at the top of the ranking list.

Sensing his gaze, Chen Jingshen glanced at him and reached out to try and catch it - not sure where he wanted to catch it, but Yu Fan slapped it away before he could touch it.

"Chen Jingshen, keep your hands to yourself, this is school." Yu Fan said.

Chen Jingshen pauses and nods, "Uh-huh. But you can keep looking at me."

"......"

They stood in the middle of the group of students, and when they saw that they were about to enter the school gate, the old security guard standing next to them suddenly moved his gaze to them.

"Tch, why is he looking over? It's not possible that he recognized us, right?" Zuo Kuan said.

"I don't know, it's fine, we can just block Yu Fan's hair, it's not a big problem, just keep your expression natural!" Wang Luan said, "It's been so many years, how could he remember--"

"Wait!" The old guard frowned as he walked up to them and looked the men up and down, "You're graduates, aren't you?"

Crowd: "......"

"...... How can that be!" Wang Luan said, "Look at our youthful faces, how can we be graduates! We're from the seventh class of senior year!"

"Bullshit!" The old security guard pointed to the display board next to the gate and then to Chen Jingshen, "Is this a different person?"

As we all looked along with him, there was an article written on the display board: [What the previous outstanding graduates would like to say to the seniors].

The first one is the script of Chen Jingshen's speech in the pep rally during his senior year of high school, with a photo of him giving the speech attached to it.

Old security guard: "Chen Jingshen! It's you, isn't it?"

Chen Jingshen : "No."

"Hey, why not? Hiss - I remember, you're a student of the 18th class! Then ...... "The old security guard's eyes moved to the side and fixed on Yu Fan's face, his expression changed from skepticism to certainty, and then finally to defense, "Ohhhhhh, these two moles! You're the one that ...... fights and causes trouble with people every day! And these two next to you as well - what are you guys doing at school? Looking for a fight? Why do you still want to fight when you're such an adult? Hurry up and leave!"

Wang Luan tried to struggle a bit, "Not--"

"No go I'm contacting the school director!"

"......"

The five were driven out of the school while being educated.

They stood side by side in the cold wind, looking up at the top of the head "South City seven middle school" four big words, a long time before anyone spoke.

Zhang Xianjing lamented, "That's why it's important to study hard when you're in school, don't be some schoolyard bully."

Zuo Kuan : "Who knew this security guard had such a good memory!"

Wang Luan: "What now? My sweet and sour pork just went down the drain? -- Yu Fan, where are we going?"

Yu Fan pulled Chen Jingshen and said without looking back, "Enter the school."

Wang Luan: "Isn't it impossible to get in?"

"So get in somewhere else."

The back door of the school.

Wang Luan looked at the familiar mottled wall in front of him and squinted his eyes and muttered, "Holy shit, has this wall been renovated? Why do I remember that it wasn't this high when I climbed it before. Who can climb into this--"

A gust of cool wind swiftly brushed by his side, Wang Luan froze and turned his head, only to see Yu Fan's dry figure tumbling down the wall.

But in two seconds, his brother was standing across the wall.

Yu Fan was wearing his school uniform, his hair slightly disheveled. He stood in the warm winter sun, patted his dusty hands, and looked toward them from a few openwork designs in the middle of the wall, looking as diffident and casual as he did six years ago.

It was a gesture that made the people on the other end think, in a trance, that they were not returning to school today, but rather students who had accidentally arrived late and violated the rules by going over the wall into the school.

"No renovation, still the same, hurry over." Yu Fan eyes turned to someone, "Chen Jingshen, step on that rock on the right and flip, I'll catch you on this side."