Professor Fu's Melancholy White Crane

Dedicated, cold and rigorous history professor | Depressed, gentle, sick and affectionate painter [Copywriting] Fu Zhihe brought his students to Qinghai for a field trip because of an experimental project. When he was about to leave, his black eyes accidentally broke into a figure. The sky was very blue that day, and the breeze was blowing on the green lake. The young man sat quietly in the open space of the reeds. There was an easel in front of him, and a few birds on the riverbed not far away. The white crane danced gracefully, and the young man smiled at the corner of his mouth. His natural black curly hair fell down on his neck, revealing half of his face that was light and indistinguishably beautiful. The young man put down his brush, got up and came to a white crane. He squatted down from a short distance away, his delicate eyebrows were lowered, he smiled slightly, and he opened his mouth and said something unknown. It wasn't until the student called him that Fu Zhihe suddenly woke up from his dream. But he didn't know it yet, but that smile, which was like the first snow, had taken root in the harsh winter of more than thirty years of silence and self-restraint, and began to slowly melt. Seeing each other for the second time, the young man unexpectedly said: "Hello, Professor Fu! I have long admired you, and I am glad to meet you." Zhou Yuqing had a secret that he never told anyone. When he was fourteen, his father cheated on her, and her proud mother couldn't accept the betrayal. After a year of depression, she committed suicide by slitting her wrists in the bathroom at home. That night, he ran alone to the river on the viaduct, and when he tried to jump off, someone hugged him from behind. When he turned around, he saw a pair of deep black eyes. The man said nothing. He just took out a notebook from his arms and tore off a piece of cardboard. He folded a white paper crane with familiar movements and placed it in his hand. He said, "Let it replace you." Then he watched that pure white flashing past his eyes, falling vertically from the sky, and flowing along the river to the end of the river bank. In the shadow of the orange light, he seemed to feel less painful. The man stayed with him quietly for ten minutes without communicating. When he went abroad at the age of eighteen, he originally thought that his life had stopped at the night when he was 15. The flower had already withered and would never bloom again. However, at an academic exchange meeting on campus, he saw the other person again across a long distance, and the withered flower seemed to have rekindled. He finally knew his name from other people: "Fu Zhihe" Those people called him Professor Fu, but he hid in the corner and did not come forward to talk. Fu Zhihe, Zhihe, a very good person. 1 V 1｜Double places attack each other Ps | At the end of the year, Fu Zhihe is Shou and Zhou Yuqing is Gong. Shou is ten years older than Gong. Small Theater: Fu Zhihe is 32 years old this year, and his parents' urging for marriage has become more and more frequent. One day when he came home from work, he opened the door and saw his mother standing at the door of his room, asking in a questioning tone: "Fu Zhihe, please give me a confirmation today, will you go tomorrow?" He lowered his eyes and thought for a while before replying: "Okay." The next day, Zhou Yuqing learned the news from his friend and arrived at the agreed meeting place before dawn. He pretended to be surprised and said with a gentle smile: "Professor Fu, will you come over for dinner too?" "Yeah." Zhou Yuqing didn't expect that after the other party finished speaking, he sat down directly across from him. He hesitated and said softly: "I... Heard that you are here for a blind date?" "Who did you listen to?" Fu Zhihe's beautiful almond eyes were serious and serious. "Your student." Zhou Yuqing smiled gently and said, "Hasn't the other party arrived yet?" Just when he thought he couldn't wait for the other party's answer, Fu Zhihe spoke: "He has arrived." "Where..." Zhou Yuqing quickly realized something and was suddenly stunned. "Right across from me, talking to me." It is not easy to fall in love with someone in your life, and I am very lucky to have met such a person. That person is you, it happens to be you, and it can only be you, regardless of gender. Purpose: It is not easy to fall in love with someone in your life, and you should not stick to gender.