Yamakawa

Chapter 19 Nanjing City

The things in Xia Youqing's room are arranged casually, but neatly.

This was the first reaction after Xie Qiujie came in.

He was led by Xia Youqing to sit beside the computer, and only then did he look at the pictures on the computer.

On the zebra crossing, the faces of passers-by are slightly in the mirror, and the outline is blurred. He is wearing a red shirt in the center of the photo, with downcast eyes, a cold complexion, and a smooth profile.

Obviously dressed in red, but full of loneliness.

Xie Qiujie couldn't tell that feeling, it was like in his life in the past ten years, many times he was surrounded by crowds, but his ears were actually quiet.

He is the one who cannot hear.

Xie Qiujie: "...The theme you mentioned before doesn't seem to be like this."

Xia Youqing nodded, "Yes, I thought it would be a stronger theme, and I wanted to shoot that kind of wanton state, but you are not suitable, you are too restrained."

Xie Qiujie didn't say anything, just flipped through a page by himself.

It is a close-up of his side face, the root of the mountain and the brow bone are smoothly connected, the eyebrows are exquisite, and the ink dots at the end of the eyebrows are beautiful.The hair is slightly messed up, looking forward, but not focusing.

The red contrasted sharply with his fair skin.

It was the first time for Xie Qiujie to look at his face so magnified. He even felt that the person in the camera was too delicate, clean and beautiful without being stained by the mundane mountain stream.

But no one knows the clear stream in the deep mountains.

He suddenly understood Xia Youqing's very clean temperament when he told him the first time he saw him.

Xia Youqing said: "Have you ever faced and felt your own beauty? In fact, you are born with a good old appearance. If you were born in ancient times, you would definitely be the kind of elegant and noble son who would be drowned by people throwing purses while walking on the street."

"Isn't that off topic?" Xie Qiujie said softly.

"It's not considered a deviation from the theme. Even if it deviates from the theme, it is normal to temporarily change the theme according to the performance of the person. Different reactions of each person may produce different effects. Sometimes it is more surprising than the original theme."

Xia Youqing saw the ink dots at the end of his eyebrows again.

He remembered the ink plum picture he had seen when he was in school. The bright red plum blossoms and ink-colored branches blended with firmness and softness, and the plum blossoms full of branches were full of rhythm.

Unafraid of severe cold, awe-inspiring and proud, only plum blossoms bloom throughout the winter, growing in a snow-white and silent world.

Same as Xie Qiu Festival.

"You also match red very well, and your expressiveness is very good. In fact, the intersection can already be deducted as a theme alone. The one in the park is a completely different feeling."

Xie Qiujie was not interested in his own face, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw a few big books Xia Youqing placed next to him, "What books are those?"

Xia Youqing: "Album."

"Can I have a look?" Xie Qiujie looked up at him.

Xia Youqing's eyes lit up, and his voice was full of surprise, "Are you interested? I have four copies. Where do you want to read them?"

"I don't know." Xie Qiujie casually pointed to a book with a red cover, "This one, how do you classify it?"

"Well, there is a book about everyday things, such as clouds, rain, sunset, and blooming flowers. Each city and the different scenery seen every day are put in it."

"The remaining three books are classified according to geographical regions, and they are natural scenery of different cities. For example, this book is about cities and natural scenery in eastern China." Xia Youqing took out the red photo album and put it on the bed, "Come here, let's go together look."

Xie Qiujie looked at the big bed. Xia Youqing's sheets were navy blue. He knew it when he pulled the sheets for him before, but he had never been in someone else's bed.

He hesitated.

"What are you doing standing there?" Xia Youqing laughed, "It's not dark yet, what else can I do to you, we two men."

"..."

Xie Qiujie went over to lie on the bed with him, opening the photo album with his arms propped up.

On the top of the first page, there are two large handwritten characters—Jiangsu, and the word “Nanjing” is also handwritten on the bottom, and the time is marked.

There are even a few simple words under each photo.

The handwriting is smooth and flowing, and it is casual.

Xie Qiujie feels like looking at a National Geographic atlas.

The first one is the high-rise buildings in the city towering into the sky in summer, not as prosperous as Shanghai, but it is also aspirational.

The second one is the gate of the school. There are four large characters written on the tall archway, which is N University.

Xie Qiujie asked, "What major are you studying at N University?"

"Design class, I'm a liberal arts student," Xia Youqing turned his head to look at him so that Xie Qiujie could see what he said, "I wanted to study geography or photography, but my grades were not good. Geography was a science major in college, photography If I didn’t record it, I went to design school.”

Xie Qiujie had a meal, "I am a science student."

Xia Youqing boasted, "Amazing."

I don't know what's great.

Xie Qiujie flipped back and saw the campus scenery of N University in the back, with fountains, campus paths full of plane trees, and drum towers with blue tiles and red doors.

The green years are so good.

Xia Youqing pointed to the campus playground and trails: "Basically, in these places, there are young couples holding hands and walking on the road every day. When the sky is darker, there are some kissing. It is very difficult to find when there is no one to take pictures."

Xie Qiujie asked casually, "Why don't you ask someone to roll the road with you?"

"Busy, and I have no feelings for them."

Xie Qiujie glanced at him and didn't know what he was busy with. As far as he knew, most college students basically had a relationship experience.

Then Xia Youqing continued to tell him about the pictures.

Xie Qiujie looked at those photos. Xia Youqing's skills when taking these photos were not as good as they are now, but they still attracted people's attention.

After N University, there were many street photos in Nanjing, some with scenery and buildings.

Xie Qiujie stopped when he found the sycamore trees in the city, and turned to look at Xia Youqing: "Is it true that the whole city of Nanjing is full of sycamore trees?"

"Well, almost."

Xia Youqing smiled, "Do you think it's quite romantic? There is a saying that the tree is a sycamore tree, and the city is Nanjing City. If you love the sycamore tree, Nanjing will be planted all over."

Xie Qiujie nodded. At that time, he had heard it said, so he wondered if the streets of Nanjing were full of phoenix trees.

"Then you went to Nanjing to study because of this?"

"No." Xia Youqing laughed, "I didn't go for this romance. The streets full of phoenix trees are just a small part. Nanjing is a city with a profound culture."

Xie Qiujie felt a bit like listening to a high school history class.

"And Jiangsu is a place that I thought was very beautiful and wanted to go since I was a child. I really like the feeling of the Yanyu town in the south of the Yangtze River, with small bridges and flowing water."

Xie Qiujie: "When I was young, I watched The Legend of the White Snake, Hangzhou West Lake, and always thought it was very beautiful."

"Ah."

Until after looking at Nanjing in Xia Youqing's photo album, and listening to Xia Youqing talk about some things on campus, Xie Qiujie somehow had an illusion.

It seems that he and Xia Youqing went to college together, as if he also went to see that city.

He suddenly asked, "Why did you drop out of school?"

Although Xia Youqing always said that his grades were not good, but in his dictation, it is obvious that he also got a scholarship to get soft grades.

Xia Youqing thought for a while, and then said: "I went for an internship during the summer vacation. By chance, I ran into a crew and chatted with people. Then someone said that I did a good job in filming. Do you want to work with him?"

"And then you go."

"Yes, so I went to work in Beijing."

"..."

Xie Qiujie took a deep breath.

Listening to it again, I still feel that he is too free and easy.

"You are so willing."

Seeing his expression, Xia Youqing wanted to laugh, "Actually, it's okay. Strength and opportunity are both important, but opportunities come and go, so we must seize them in time. It is impossible for others to wait for me for two years. If I don't give up my studies, I will go to Work, after graduation, the major is not the right one, and if I go in that direction, I may still be working now, and I can’t run around as I want.”

"It can only be said that what to look at is more important. Sometimes it is really necessary to learn to give up something, to be willing and to gain."

When Xia Youqing came out of Xia Youqing's room after reading the photo album, it was already completely dark.

Xie Qiujie felt a little overwhelmed when he closed the album. He seemed to have really seen those cities and landscapes.

The feeling that the world is so big and so beautiful left a mark in his heart, and he was a little shocked.

The trees in Nanjing, the lake in Hangzhou, the rain in Suzhou, the sky in Yangzhou, the town in Huaian.

It's like a whole new world.

Suddenly, he felt that the world didn't seem so annoying, but he saw too little of it.

The temperature in September in Xingcheng has not dropped, the sun is still poisonous, and the rain is still hard to come by.

There are many more students in Star City wearing school uniforms and waiting for the bus to take the subway, and there are many rain-seeking rituals for military trainees on the Internet.

Zhang Chaoyang and the others went to school in Zhejiang. They posted a happy start of school in their circle of friends, posting their university military training uniforms and campus scenery. When Xie Qiujie saw it, he thought it was very good, so he liked it.

Rabbit Tang recently went to Chongqing to clock in for a spicy barbecue, running around like her idol, just for the food.

In addition to the huge sum of money that Xia Youqing gave for the photo shoot, by the time Xie Qiuri started school, the tuition fee would probably be enough.

Xie Qiujie came home from get off work at night and met Xia Youqing packing his luggage.

He thought of Yuan Yu from before, and asked in a daze, "Are you moving out to live with your girlfriend too?"

Xia Youqing was stopped by his question.

"Me? Where's the girlfriend?"

Xie Qiujie: "..."

That's right, the two of them are single nobles.

Xia Youqing looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"...I was wrong, why are you packing your luggage?"

Xia Youqing sorted out his shots, and his tone was full of excitement, "I recently saw a group of pictures in western Hunan, and I want to go to Furong Town to take a look. It is an ancient town with a history of 2000 years, with beautiful mountains and rivers."

"And I've always been interested in expelling corpses in Xiangxi. I don't know if they still exist. I really want to come across them and have a look."

"..."

"Do you have an idea about departure?" Xie Qiujie asked quietly.

Xia Youqing will always leave.

Xia Youqing seemed to be taken aback for a while, and it seemed that he also loved being on the road now, and he still liked being on the road.

All of this seems to be because of the Xie Qiu Festival.

Didn't see Xia Youqing's answer, Xie Qiujie thought he had acquiesced, so he said again: "Do you still rent the house? If you don't come back, just give me the key."

Feeling suddenly a little lost, he can't say why.

Maybe it's because he's used to getting along with Xia Youqing, and he's annoyed to change roommates.

Xia Youqing came back to his senses, "I will go to Xiangxi to stay for a while, and I will come back when the time comes. I will pay the rent for any keys."

Xie Qiujie sighed slowly.

"Are you interested in expelling corpses in Xiangxi?"

"Ah?" Xie Qiujie was puzzled.

Xia Youqing smiled and said: "If it weren't for you to work, I would like to take you there to see. Their costumes, folk songs, hand-waving dances and houses are all very distinctive, and the customs and cultures of ethnic minorities are generally quite interesting. "

Xie Qiujie: "..."

Thank you for the invitation, I am not interested in chasing corpses, and I don't want to take a group photo to commemorate.