When the September wind blew into the classroom carrying the scent of osmanthus, Lin Yang was lying on the table catching up on his sleep, and the broken hair on his forehead was dyed light gold by the sunlight. Suddenly, someone knocked lightly on the edge of her desk, with a familiar and undeniable force.
She slowly raised her head and looked into Lu Shiyan's smiling eyes. The boy was wearing a clean white shirt and holding a red book in his hand. The three words "Marriage Certificate" gilded on the cover dazzled in the light.
"Are you awake?" Lu Shiyan pushed the red notebook in front of her, and his tone was as natural as saying that the weather was nice today, "You didn't listen to me asking you to go to bed early yesterday. You are so sleepy after receiving your certificate."
Lin Yang rubbed his eyes and stared at the certificate for a long time, then said "Ah" belatedly. Yesterday was her twentieth birthday. When Lu Shiyan dragged her to the Civil Affairs Bureau, she thought she was going to get some documents for him. It wasn't until the red book was handed to her hand that she realized that she had become Mrs. Lu.
"Lu Shiyan," she whispered, "we are still in school..."
"Well," Lu Shiyan leaned over and tucked the messy hair behind her ears for her, with a slightly cool temperature on her fingertips, "so I have to take good care of Mrs. Lu, and I can't let you be bullied by schoolwork."
Whispering laughter came from all around, and the classmates in the front row turned around and winked: "Yangyang, okay, you can hide it deep enough! Senior Lu has pampered you from wearing crotchless pants to receiving a red book!"
Lin Yang's cheeks felt hot and he reached out to cover the man's mouth, but Lu Shiyan gently held his wrist. His fingertips rubbed the red string on her wrist - he had knitted it with his own hands when he was a child, and it had turned a little white after being worn, but she had worn it for more than ten years.
"Don't mess with her." Lu Shiyan's tone was calm, but his eyes were unquestionably protective, "She is thin-skinned."
As he said that, he took out the thermos bucket from his backpack. When he opened it, a sweet and glutinous aroma wafted out: "Auntie's stewed white fungus soup, drink it while it's hot."
Lin Yang watched him skillfully stir it with a small spoon and blow on it before passing it to her mouth. He suddenly remembered his childhood. She broke her knees and cried so much that it was Lu Shiyan who clumsily put a band-aid on her and stuffed her with his favorite toffee. In high school, she frowned when she was trapped by a difficult problem, but it was he who stayed up late to sort out her notes and stuffed them into her in the morning light, saying, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
It turns out that those little good things that she took for granted have long been paved, from the bamboo horse around the bed, to the red notebook at this moment.
She bit her spoon and looked at herself clearly in Lu Shiyan's eyes. She suddenly smiled and said in a soft voice, "Lu Shiyan, please pamper me even more in the future."
The smile in Lu Shiyan's eyes came out, he nodded, his voice was low and solemn: "Okay, I will love you forever."
Tags: #campus #childhood sweetheart #marriage first, love later #solitgeist #two-way rush
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