The three in the dormitory formed a group, and immediately selected a campus youth song after filling out the form.
A tribute to friendship.
The lyrics are fresh, and the melody of the song is simple and beautiful. It is the kind that Wen Baiyu is good at. The kind of singing that is simple and does not require skills, does not have much pressure on Wen Baiyu.
However, the degree of cooperation and tacit understanding of the combination of the three still needs practice and cultivation.
The three of them happened to have no class on Friday afternoon, so they made an appointment with an empty music teacher, took their instruments, and rehearsed in the music teacher.
A few big boys were still a little shy, so they pulled down the curtains on all sides of the music teacher. The reverberation from the walls of the slightly empty classroom was like a natural reverberation, which made Wen Baiyu's singing sound more long-lasting.
"Hey, Xiaoyu, you have to follow this beat, yes, here." Jiang Shu took the pen, without unscrewing the cap, pointed to the same position on the scores of the three different people, and gave Wen Baiyu instructions.
Wen Baiyu marked it here with a black pen, and chanted this paragraph silently in his heart.
It is actually not difficult for him to sing softly, but it is still a test for him to keep up with the rhythm of the two people on the spot.
In addition, sometimes the instruments of Jiang Shu and Wu Qing are out of tune.
The three stopped and practiced for an entire afternoon.
Jiang Shu and Wu Qing were going home on the weekend, they practiced for a while, packed up their instruments, and planned to go back to the dormitory to pack their things and go home.
"Then let's go first?"
"You go back to the dormitory early, I heard that it will rain today."
"Well, be careful on the road, I will go back after practicing."
Yu Shuchen is abroad, and probably won't be able to arrive in China until tomorrow. Wen Baiyu stayed in the music classroom, following the live accompaniment and beat recorded on his mobile phone.
Zhuyan's sky is like an angry face, it changes as it says.
When they entered the music classroom, the scorching sun at the end of summer was still hanging in the sky, and Wen Baiyu was even sweating a little when he entered the door.
But when he left the classroom door, more than half of the sky was shrouded in black clouds above his head, and the sky light was dying at the end of the tree-lined aisle.
The strong wind blew the leaves off the top of the tree, rolled them up again, and threw them in the air.
Wen Baiyu has lived in this city for more than 10 years and has gotten used to it.
He was wearing short sleeves, and the cold wind was blowing on his skin with the drizzle, making him a little cold.
Wen Baiyu walked forward with difficulty against the wind. He wanted to check the current temperature and weather warning. When he took out his phone, the screen didn't light up normally, so he realized that the phone was out of battery.
Wen Baiyu breathed a sigh of relief towards his palm, and quickened his pace towards the dormitory.
Xiao Yu gradually grew bigger during Wen Baiyu's short journey back to the dormitory.
Finally, when he got into the door of the dormitory, the torrential rain followed behind him.
Under the porch of their dormitory stood several female classmates, holding books and wearing miniskirts.
At this moment, he was stomped by the cold wind, and he kept complaining.
"Oh, I heard it's another typhoon."
"I'm used to it, but I said it was just passing through our province. At most, it brushed a little typhoon's tail when passing by, and I couldn't even bend a tree."
"But look, the torrential rain is getting bigger and bigger. When will the weather forecast be more accurate..." "I don't
know when it will be smaller. I still have classes later." "
..."
Wen Baiyu quickly Stepping upstairs, I originally wanted to get an umbrella I had left unused and give it to them so that they could go to class.
But when they turned around, enthusiastic students had already taken their umbrellas and escorted them into the rain curtain.
Wen Baiyu's fingertips were a little cool from the rain-soaked wind.
He was afraid that he would get sick again, so he ran back to the dormitory quickly.
There is no one else in the dormitory.
Wen Baiyu took off his clothes, went to the bathroom to wash his hair and shower, and changed into dry clothes.
By the time he opened the curtains, some water had accumulated on the tiles of the balcony, and the water from the downpipe was not enough, and the small pool on the balcony was getting bigger and bigger.
Wen Baiyu went out and took a look outside the balcony.
As expected, the trail beside the flower bed below was like a creek flowing deeper and deeper. It seems that the first step downstairs in the dormitory can be passed in the blink of an eye.
He closed the dormitory door and returned to his chair.
The phone screen flickered on and off in the dark room.
Wen Baiyu went to turn on the lights in the dormitory first, and then came back to look at his mobile phone.
It is their family group that frequently has messages popping up.
There are only 5 people.
In one afternoon, with Ye Qian alone, the unread messages in this group jumped to 999+.
Wen Baiyu clicked to view unread messages, and first went to Ye Qian'ai't's place.
[Xing Xing, there is a typhoon today, I heard that it is diverted to our side, mother is worried about you, you should hurry home? ]
Probably because he hasn't returned for a long time, Ye Qian hit Wen Baisang again.
During the group chat, Ye Qian chatted with Wen Shirong for a long time.
Ye Qian also sent many private chats and voice calls to Wen Baiyu.
Wen Baiyu's phone was out of battery and turned off, but he didn't receive it. He thought, it might be more than a voice call.
Wen Baisang finally took the time to reply a message during the interval of the experiment.
[I'm on the professor's side, it's okay if I don't come back this week, and I don't go out at school. ]
It may also be that Wen Baisang's words comforted her, and she stopped having frequent private chats with Wen Baiyu.
Instead, they chatted about Yu Shuchen in the group.
[Xiaochen, Auntie originally thought that you and your uncle would be coming back tomorrow, so I didn't ask just now, but now your uncle said that you took today's flight. ]
[The mobile phone can't get through, I don't know if you are on the plane now? ]
[@小晨, are you there? Our side is stormy and stormy. I saw news that many planes have made emergency landings in other cities, and they will not be able to return until the wind dies down. Where are you now? ]
...
Continuous questioning, seems to have disappeared.
Wen Baiyu's heart tightened, and news of various planes making emergency landings and accidents kept popping up in his mind.
In her previous life, the scene of Yu Shuchen lying pale on the white sheets in the hospital came back to her mind.
Wen Baiyu couldn't sit still.
He clicked on Yu Shuchen's cell phone and dialed the number.
The first prompt is: The phone you dialed is turned off.
Wen Baiyu called every 10 minutes.
Finally, half an hour later, a uniform phone notification tone of "beep...beep...beep..." came.
After ringing for about half a minute, the phone was finally picked up.
"Hello! Brother! How are you? Where are you now? How are you now? I read on the news that your plane landed at the airport in the neighboring province half an hour earlier. Why are you only answering the phone now?!" Yu Shuchen
held With two large suitcases of luggage, he hid under the eaves under the eaves that could not cover him much, and listened to a series of anxious questions from the other side.
The voice was excited and anxious, with a little anger, and it sounded like he was about to cry.
Yu Shuchen held the mobile phone in one hand, and blocked the rain that was blown in by the wind with the other hand. laugh it out.
Hearing his familiar laughter, Wen Baiyu's eyes turned red instantly, with a little nasal voice, he said angrily, "What are you laughing at?
" Even though his whole body was still drenched under the umbrella, he raised one corner of his mouth in a good mood and coaxed him, "You asked brother so many questions so quickly, which one is he going to answer?" Wen Baiyu frowned
. Lips, holding back the tears in your eyes, "Then how are you now? Are you wet?"
Standing outside the glass curtain wall of the platform, you can still faintly hear the voice broadcast inside.
Remind the passengers on the next flight to prepare to enter the station.
Yu Shuchen originally wanted to go in and pick him up, but he was afraid that Wen Baiyu would be waiting impatiently, so he stood under the eaves of the corridor, enduring the constant splashing of water to comfort him. "Well, I bought a ticket for the
train station," Yu Shuchen answered patiently. "Now there is not a lot of water, and the train can still travel. If the rain is still so heavy later, maybe even the train will be suspended."
The train arrived at the Zhuyan stop without any risk.
On the platform at the exit of the station today, there are no black cars that make money by taking people to distant places. There are only some passengers who are also blocked by the rain curtain and don't know how to get home.
There are 4 steps on the platform, and the rain has overflowed 2 steps.
Yu Shuchen roughly estimated that if he walked down by himself, the water level would probably be below his calf.
The chassis of private cars is low. With such a water level, all online car-hailing cars have stopped except for cars that cannot be driven back.
There is no car at the taxi stand where the queue can go around the train station several times.
The station is half an hour's drive from Zhuyan University.
According to today's situation, they either sleep in the waiting hall of the train station collectively, or trek back in the rain.
Neither is the best solution.
Yu Shuchen first replied to Ye Qian's message in the group, afraid that they would be worried, so he didn't say anything.
He carried two suitcases and walked towards the bus station.
At this time, Wen Baiyu, who was sitting in the dormitory, was very anxious. He read the book in his hand for more than an hour, but it was still on the first page.
From time to time, he checked to see if there was any new news from Yu Shuchen, and couldn't help but look through the school's forum posts and weather warnings.
[Evening classes are cancelled, and the wind is too strong. I heard that a few thinner trees near the library were blown off. ]
[Still worry about going out. Our school is originally low-lying. You can see that the road at the back gate is a big step higher than the open space in front of our main gate. I heard that the rain has flooded the entire lower part of the school. ]
[What's the fuss upstairs, our school has so many lakes, and the water storage capacity is worse than which school, it's not so mysterious. ]
[It's really so mysterious, when we came out of the classroom, we passed a lake, and the lake was almost full. ]
[Damn... Stuck in school, this is the rhythm of not getting out...]
...
Fortunately, the bus is still operating.
Standing on the extremely crowded bus, Yu Shuchen looked at the bus like a speedboat driving on the sea. The water waves were melted into two water ripples by the fast-moving car and splashed onto the surrounding green belts.
He didn't go home, but went all the way to the back door of Zhuyan University.
Many teachers and volunteers organized by the student union stood at the gate of the school.
The water level on the road is only up to the calf, but the water level in the school has reached the knee level, and it is difficult to walk in the water.
The student union sent a few tall and strong people to meet the students at the door.
One of Yu Shuchen's two large suitcases was picked up.
"Student, follow me. The terrain in other places is shallow, and the water level may be below your knees."
Yu Shuchen thanked politely.
"Is there nothing valuable in the box?"
Even though they tried their best to lift the box and dart through the water, the bottom of the box was inevitably soaked by the sloshing water.
One box is his clothes, and the other box is all gifts for family members.
But with such a heavy rain, the things inside could not be kept for a long time.
Yu Shuchen nodded: "It's okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, the suitcase is just some clothes, it doesn't matter."
The volunteer sent him downstairs to Wen Baiyu's bedroom, put the suitcase on a high ground, turned and left.
The clothes on Yu Shuchen's body were steamed to half dry by his own body temperature on the bus, and when he got off the bus, he was drenched by the heavy rain and drenched again.
When Wen Baiyu received the message and hurried down to open the door, he saw his brother covering his nose and sneezing loudly.
Wen Baiyu's tears still flowed easily at this moment after several hours.
He didn't care how weird it was at the door of the dormitory, at this moment, he couldn't think about anything.
After swiping the access control card, before Yu Shuchen could react, he rushed up and hugged him.
Yu Shuchen's body was very cold, and he was caught off guard. He was about to rub Wen Baiyu's hair habitually with his palm, but when he saw the wet palm, he stopped.
"What's the matter? Xing Xing, brother is very wet, let go first, later...Ah, I'm sick from the cold."
Yu Shuchen hesitated with his hands, but decided to push their disobedient child away.
Warm liquid was poured into the cold neck, Yu Shuchen was startled, and his hands stopped.
On the contrary, Wen Baiyu wiped away his unclean tears, came out of Yu Shuchen's arms, and led him in.
"...First...go first...change clothes..."
After Yu Shuchen finished changing, Wen Baiyu was still sobbing outside, unable to stop crying.
"You...you...knowingly...today...you still...changed the ticket...uh, you came back...were wet when you came back."
Seeing him crying uncomfortably, Yu Shuchen suppressed a sneeze .
"Why are you crying?" Yu Shuchen walked over, hugged him in his arms, and wiped his tears with his thumb, "Brother seldom gets sick."
He already spoke in a nasal voice.
I was drenched by rain and blown by wind all night, and my clothes were steamed dry in a slightly warmer place, and drenched by rain again.
So many times, even though he rarely gets sick, he couldn't bear it.
Hold back another sneeze.
But just when he was about to speak, he couldn't help but sneezed, as if he wanted to revenge him for holding back a few sneezes, one after another, five in a row.
Wen Baiyu was stunned for a moment, tears stopped in his eye sockets, and hung on his eyelashes, unable to fall.
His eyes were foggy, and the tip of his nose was a little red.
Grass...
a little cute.
Yu Shuchen unnaturally licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue.
Wen Baiyu's tears finally fell again, like two endless streams.
His eyes were already a little swollen.
Yu Shuchen guessed that he had cried before he came.
Yu Shuchen took out a piece of paper and gently wiped his tears: "Stop crying, the school will be flooded by the stars." "
The school... the school was... flooded."
"It's all... all with you Said... drowned, mom...also told you...to go home, you...you still come."
Wen Baiyu was out of breath from crying, and Yu Shuchen patted him on the back lightly to prevent him from being breathless.
"Then what should I do? Xing Xing is alone in the dormitory."
"I'm worried."
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