After a while.

"It seems like you have something on your mouth," he said.

Then he suddenly reached out and pressed his hand on her lips and rubbed it.

Jian Qing was stunned and felt the warm and thick touch of his fingertips. His red lips unconsciously opened slightly, and he looked at him with his head tilted inexplicably.

"What?"

Until most of the lipstick was rubbed off with my fingertips, the brightness in my makeup was also slightly curled.

Lu Huaiyu withdrew his hand and said lightly: "It's gone."

Jian Qing frowned and pursed her lips. She couldn't understand what she had touched for a long time.

-

graduation.

The ceremony was held in the gymnasium of Nanyang University.

It is divided into inner field and stand area.

The inner field area is filled with white simple chairs, and the area is divided according to the college and major, and it is provided for graduates to sit down.

The stands are an area for students, parents and friends who come to watch the ceremony.

Jian Qing waved goodbye to Lu Huaiyu at the entrance of the gymnasium, followed Lin Yi, Zhou Shanshan and the others in the inner field, waiting for the principal to give a speech and issue a degree certificate.

Several girls in the dormitory took selfies and took photos with them quickly, as if they were afraid that one less was taken, so they lost a little memory.

After they made a fuss, their temples were gray and the elderly principal coughed to the rostrum, knocked on the microphone and started speaking.

There were more than a dozen ancient-style chairs carved in sandalwood on the rostrum. The deans of each college were sitting, each wearing suits and robes of various colors on the outside, solemn and solemn.

The graduates of the Academy of Fine Arts sat very far behind and could hardly see the faces of the person sitting on the stage.

The principal's speech was like an old lady's foot binding cloth, which was smelly and long, and everyone could not speak. Jian Qing sat on the chair, her eyes couldn't help but move towards the stands area, wanting to see where Lu Huaiyu was sitting.

I don’t know if there are too many people in the stands or if he is sitting in the blind spot of her sight, but in short, he doesn’t see anyone.

Half an hour passed, and the principal finally finished his speech.

However, it was not over yet. The principal finished his lecture, and it was the deans' turn to give it.

"..." Jian Qing went to work on a night shift yesterday and had almost exhausted her energy. She poked Zhou Shanshan next to her, "I'll sleep for a while and call me during the teaching ceremony."

-

On the rostrum, when it was the turn of the dean of the medical school to speak, he changed the slowness of the old scholars in other colleges, finished his manuscript at a very fast speed, and then hurriedly walked off the stage.

After a while, another person was sitting in his seat.

The dean of the medical school is next to the school of art.

Zhou Rui glanced at the man sitting next to him and frowned, "Where is Lao Jiang?"

"There is a key patient in the hospital who is in critical condition and rushed back."

The vice president of the medical school is not here, and other teachers are not qualified enough. The only person who dean can think of him to support the scene on his behalf.

Lu Huaiyu explained lightly, and then slowly tidied up the sleeves of the robe to smooth out the wrinkles on it. Even this loose and extremely difficult-to-wear robe immediately became very elegant on him.

He looked into the inner field from afar, and the vast crowd was full of people, and the Academy of Fine Arts was at the end.

The back row of the inner field area could not see the podium clearly, but sitting on the podium could see the overall situation clearly.

Lu Huaiyu found the girl sitting in the penultimate row at a glance, closed her eyes, drowsy, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Everyone else was moved to tears in such a graduation atmosphere, but she couldn't react and could still sleep.

-

In the melodious school song melody, the teaching ceremony begins.

Jian Qing was awakened by Zhou Shanshan, rubbed her eyes, and followed the counselor in a daze to the corner of the front desk to line up.

Because there are many graduates, in order to save time, the deans of each college stand in a row, and the students line up to teach in batches.

In order to correspond to your own department, the queues are also based on the positions of each dean.

Behind Jian Qing are the graduates of medical school.

Cheng Jia stood at the end of the team and noticed that Jian Qing, who was ahead of him, was in a very complicated mood. Perhaps the girl she wanted to flirt with finally became a master's wife.

The counselor took the roster and confirmed the list of students who went up, and lowered his voice to direct them to go up.

"Go up quickly, remember the number of the site you are looking for, identify your dean, don't find the wrong one." The counselor reminded.

Jian Qing followed the team slowly forward, and couldn't help but turn her head and look towards the stands. There were black heads everywhere in the stands, and there was nowhere to be found in Lu Huaiyu.

The background music has a compact rhythm, a solemn stage, and a sense of ritual that teaches the position.

Jian Qing walked over the steps and reached the stage, lowered her head to find the serial number posted on the carpet. The Academy of Fine Arts is No. 2.

The carpet on the rostrum was posted, one for the purpose of corresponding to the college, and the other for the position not to be biased when taking a photo.

The thousands of people in the gymnasium were all focused on the stage. Jian Qing was a little restrained and did not dare to look around. She stood on point 2.

He looked up and saw Zhou Rui. She bent down slightly to him and bowed politely.

"Cheng Jia, can you change your position with her?" A light and humble voice came from the side.

“…”

The voice was particularly familiar. Jian Qing was stunned and subconsciously turned her head, facing Lu Huaiyu's dark eyes. Her pupils dilated slightly, and she looked at him in surprise. Unexpectedly, Lu Huaiyu would appear on the stage.

"..." Cheng Jia quickly realized and changed positions with Jian Qing, not caring very much about who issued the degree certificate.

Zhou Rui saw that his student was replaced by a medical school student, and silently cursed in his heart, pretending that he hadn't seen it, and his eyes were pure.

Jian Qing stood in front of Lu Huaiyu, and the light from the top of the lamp shone from behind, blocked by his figure, and the cast shadow covered her entire body.

"Look down." He reminded in a low voice.

Jian Qing blinked her eyes, came to her senses, and quickly lowered her head.

Lu Huaiyu stretched out his hand and pushed the yellow ears on her degree cap from the right to the left.

The sleeves of his black robe swept across her side face, slightly cool and clear, and a faint mint scent emitting from the air.

After completing the ear lifting ceremony, Lu Huaiyu received the gold-plated degree certificate from the pedal of the celebratory and handed it to her.

Jian Qing took it in a daze, and his fingertips touched him as if it was over electricity.

I never thought that my degree certificate would be awarded to her by Lu Huaiyu.

Lu Huaiyu curled his thin lips gently, and looked at her with a smile. His dark eyes were bright, as if they were glittering with stars.

"Happy graduation," he said.

“…”

It was obviously noisy around and the school songs were noisy, but she seemed to be unable to hear anything. Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Colored pieces of paper floated in the air, descending very slowly, and circling for a long time.

-

After the graduation ceremony, Jian Qing and her classmates reunite until late. They didn’t feel anything during the day. Only when the parting ended did they feel a little sadness.

Fortunately, Lin Yi and Zhou Shanshan, who had the best time in college, remained in Nanlin after graduation.

When Lu Huaiyu drove to pick her up, the dinner was over. Jian Qing said goodbye to her classmates at the entrance of the hotel and trotted into his car.

"Drink?" Lu Huaiyu keenly smelled the faint smell of wine in the car.

Jian Qing knew what kind of virtue he was to drink, so she was afraid that he would be angry, so she quickly reached out and gestured, "Just a little."

The atmosphere of graduation and breaking up meals is strong. In that situation, it is impossible to say that you don’t drink alcohol. You don’t drink too much, just a can of beer.

Lu Huaiyu glanced at her casually, and Jian Qing drank on her face. Although she drank less, her cheeks were already flushed.

He said lightly, "Remember to report next time."

It seems that it was just revealed, but it was not investigated immediately.

Jian Qing nodded tactfully, "Isn't this you were going to pick me up?"

After returning home, Jian Qing sat on the carpet in the living room, put on her graduation certificate and degree certificate for a long time to take pictures, and then looked through the photos with her classmates and teachers today.

As if I suddenly remembered something, I looked at Lu Huaiyu who had just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom. I learned from the previous medical students calling him, "Teacher Lu-—"

The voice is soft and glutinous, and the voice is filled with the lazy and drunkenness after drinking.

Lu Huaiyu paused his hair and raised his eyelids to look over.

"We haven't taken a photo together today," she said.

"..." Lu Huaiyu stared at her, Qiu Shui's bright eyes were seductive without knowing it.

"What should I do?" he asked.

Jian Qing thought for a while, stood up from the carpet, pulled over the bachelor's uniform that was resting on the sofa, "Or, take a photo now."
To be continued...