109 Episode 15: Graduation

The scale of time is always unpredictable.

When it is slow, it is like a slowed down shot, and every frame stays in the senses. But once the speed is increased, it is like quicksand that cannot be caught.

Summer is urged to arrive by the noisy cicadas.

As graduation approached, Zhou Ziheng turned down all his jobs and devoted himself to writing papers at school every day. Originally, he still felt that he was neglecting Xia Xiqing in this way, but the strange thing was that Xia Xiqing had also become busy recently, leaving early and returning late almost every day, and the two bumped into each other even during the busy period.

After working so dizzy and busy for several months, he finally successfully passed his defense, and Zhou Ziheng also had time to make up some previous work. On the last day of May, Zhou Ziheng called Xia Xiqing after returning from filming commercials in Koh Samui and asked him if he had time to have dinner together tonight.

"Dinner..." Xia Xiqing seemed to be busy on the other side, and spoke intermittently, "I may be late. Otherwise, you should book a place first, and I will have time after eight o'clock. I will find you then."

Zhou Ziheng hummed, and when he hung up the phone, he glanced at the time, and it was already past 4 o'clock in the afternoon. He told Ronaldinho to book a seat for him in a very private western restaurant, and went home by himself. At 7:30 in the evening, I set off to the restaurant, waited in the private room for half an hour, and finally waited for Xia Xiqing.

He looked very hurried, "I'm not too late."

"No." Zhou Ziheng pulled his hand and found that his palm was wrapped with a circle of gauze, his heart ached, "What's wrong? Are you injured? How did you do it?"

"It's just a small wound, it's okay, it will be fine in a few days." Xia Xiqing rubbed Zhou Ziheng's ear, walked across and sat down by himself.

"How did you do it?" Zhou Ziheng asked again.

"Hmm..." Xia Xiqing hesitated, "It's nothing, it's just about the art exhibition, I accidentally cut it."

"be careful."

Xia Xiqing blinked, and said lightly, "I know." He habitually propped his right hand on the side of his face, but as soon as he raised his elbow, he switched to another, looking at Zhou Ziheng's face, "You've lost weight."

Before Zhou Ziheng could answer his words, Xia Xiqing added, "I miss you so much."

His nature of playing with the world is rarely expressed in a sincere and straightforward manner, so even Zhou Ziheng was stunned, not knowing how to give feedback.

He also misses Xia Xiqing so much, and thinks about him every minute of his spare time.

The two who hadn't had a good chat for a long time took advantage of the waiting time for the food to talk for a while. When the waiter opened the door and came in to serve the appetizers, Zhou Ziheng's cell phone rang, and it was his teacher's call.

"I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back soon."

I spent ten minutes on the phone outside the private room, most of them were talking about applying for a graduate student. After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ziheng turned around and pushed the door in. As soon as he closed the door, he saw Xia Xiqing who was chatting with him just now. Fell asleep on the table.

His face was buried on the table, his left arm was propped under his forehead, his right hand was hanging down, and his whole body was exhausted.

What the **** are you busy with? You're so tired.

Zhou Ziheng stepped lightly, walked slowly to his side, knelt down and stretched out his hand to gently untie the gauze on his palm.

The gauze was taken off one by one, and the wound on Xia Xiqing's palm was finally exposed in front of his eyes, as if he had been cut by something. Although it was not deep, it was somewhat inflamed.

Zhou Ziheng's heart seemed to be grasped by a pair of invisible hands. He wanted to re-wrap the wound for him, but saw his hanging fingers move.

Xia Xi woke up.

He first looked up and glanced at the empty chair opposite, then turned his head in confusion, his dull eyes searched the air for a long time, and only slowly focused when he saw Zhou Ziheng squatting beside him.

"Why are you here..." When he was half awake, his voice was much softer than before, and his eyes seemed to be foggy and misty.

Zhou Ziheng got up, touched his head, "Why are you so sleepy?"

Xia Xiqing didn't speak, just put his head against Zhou Ziheng's lower abdomen, wrapped his arms around his waist, and acted coquettishly. Zhou Ziheng's broad palm stroked from the top of his head to the back of his neck, again and again, extremely gentle.

"Why do you look like you're petting a cat?" Xia Xiqing's voice was muffled, with a nasal sound that didn't wake up, which sounded extremely cute to Zhou Ziheng.

You are cuter than a cat.

Cuter than any little animal in the world.

When he thought that only he could see such a soft and willful Xia Xiqing, and that this special and extremely inconsistent Xia Xiqing's nature was arbitrarily labeled [Zhou Ziheng's exclusive] by him, his mood was thrown into the clouds in an instant.

"Eat first, and we'll go back to sleep later." Zhou Ziheng patted him on the back twice, walked over and pulled the chair to Xia Xiqing's side, and moved all his tableware. It was so far away for a meal, and he had already I just feel uncomfortable.

Xia Xiqing found that the gauze on his hand had been removed by him, so he just lowered his head and walked around carefully. Zhou Ziheng didn't ask, and he didn't explain.

After eating, two people came out of the restaurant. Summer is coming in a hurry, wet da da broke into this dry city with a body of hot moisture. The two walked to the parking lot side by side, and just as Xia Xiqing opened the car door, Zhou Ziheng suddenly spoke.

"I have graduation this Friday."

Xia Xiqing's hands paused, there was no surprise on his face, but he said, "So fast?"

Zhou Ziheng felt puzzled, but he still went around to the driver's seat, "I'm driving, but your hand is injured." Xia Xiqing couldn't hold back him, so he had to go to the co-pilot by himself.

"It feels like you just defended." Xia Xiqing pinched the bridge of his nose, "I'm too busy, I can't remember the day."

"I'm going on a business trip these two days, to the United States." Before Zhou Ziheng could speak, Xia Xiqing spoke first, "But I will definitely come back before your graduation ceremony, don't worry."

Xia Xiqing said don't worry, Zhou Ziheng has no doubts.

He did not come home for several days in a row.

On the day of the graduation ceremony, Zhou's mother came to him specially and urged him to go to school early in the morning. Obviously Zhou Ziheng graduated, but his mother was more excited than him, "I specially brought a camera to record for you."

Zhou Ziheng was not very interested, and looked down at his mobile phone.

"What's wrong with you?" Mother Zhou glanced at him while waiting for the green light, "Are you sick?"

"No." Zhou Ziheng turned off his mobile phone, and tapped the back of his head on the back of the seat.

"Should I wait for Xi Qing?"

Zhou Ziheng was stunned, and turned to look at his mother stiffly, "How do you know?"

"Can you hide it from me?" When the light turned green, Zhou's mother stepped on the accelerator, "Xi Qing just called me and said he would come to us later."

"Then why didn't he call me?" Zhou Ziheng turned sideways and grabbed his mother's arm like a child, "What else did he say?"

"I didn't say anything else." Zhou's mother drove the car intently, and suddenly thought of something, "Oh, that's right."

Zhou Ziheng immediately lifted his head from the seat, thinking it was about Xia Xiqing.

Seeing her son being so active, Zhou's mother couldn't help laughing, "It's not Xi Qing, it's your director. He also called me just now. You should go to the director's office when you arrive. I should be looking for you for something."

Sighing silently in his heart, Zhou Ziheng turned around and looked out the window. Sunlight poured loosely from the soft clouds, penetrated the lush forest shade, fell far away, and reached his shoulders through the glass, scorching his black academic uniform.

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He was extremely eager for Xia Xiqing to witness this day, and he had thought so since a long time ago. Although he knew very well that this day was only slightly special in his own mind, to Xia Xiqing, it was at best his lover's graduation day. But graduation day means the successful end of a stage, and it also means growth.

Zhou Ziheng hoped that he could graduate in Xia Xiqing's heart.

It's not to protect him, nor is it to be stronger than him. Zhou Ziheng doesn't expect these things, and Xia Xiqing doesn't like them either.

He has only become a lover who is evenly matched with Xia Xiqing in every aspect. Even if there is an insurmountable gap in time, he can still be called a mature lover.

When they came to the college, many students who graduated together came to take photos with Zhou Ziheng. Many of them were faces that Zhou Ziheng was not familiar with. They probably wanted to seize the last chance to commemorate with their star classmates. Although Zhou Ziheng has always been a loner, he is not a character who can easily reject others, so he has been very serious about taking pictures with everyone.

Most of the audience were graduated students, only a small number of fans followed Zhou Ziheng all the way. Zhou Ziheng had already said on the trumpet from the very beginning that he didn't want too many fans to come to the school, fearing that it would affect other students.

Seeing her son trapped in the predicament of taking a photo with others, Zhou's mother reminded softly, "Hengheng, don't forget to go to Director Wang." Hearing what his mother said, Zhou Ziheng remembered, saying sorry , while withdrawing from the crowd, "Mom, are you going with me?" @无限好文, all in Jamie

"Go by yourself, I'll wait for you here."

Zhou Ziheng nodded, and walked to the director's office alone. He felt strange that no matter what happened, the director should not look for him on the day of the graduation ceremony, but since his mother said it, there must be nothing wrong. He raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Director, I'm here."

Director Wang, who had just poured himself a cup of tea, looked up to the door, and a smile appeared on his face the first time he saw Zhou Ziheng.

"Ziheng is here, come in."

Zhou Ziheng consciously prepared to sit down opposite the director, but unexpectedly the director stopped him, "Hey wait, let's make a long story short and we won't sit and talk, I have to lead you down later."

There was a hint of puzzlement on his face, and the director smiled and said, "That's right. You are a very good student, and you have also spread a good value orientation for the college. No matter whether it is the school or the college, you are always there. We are proud of such outstanding students.”

"Thank you, Director." Zhou Ziheng smiled politely.

"The college is also very grateful for your donation. In fact, it's the first time for an alumni donation like you just after graduation, but..."

Zhou Ziheng was stunned, and frowned, "Donation? What did you just say, Director? I didn't understand."

Director Wang suddenly laughed, "Zi Heng, why are you still pretending to be stupid." He suddenly reacted, "Could it be that you don't know? No, that document has your name written on it. Forget it, you Come with me." After that, Director Wang brought Zhou Ziheng to the new building. All the way Zhou Ziheng was thinking about what the director said just now.

donate? He thought of the mother who told him to come to the director just now. Could it be that his parents secretly donated money to the school in his name?

"arrive."

The empty hall on the first floor was surrounded by many people. Hearing what the director said, Zhou Ziheng pulled away from his thoughts, and followed the director's instructions to look over. The curtain, surrounded on all sides, fell to the ground, and seemed to be hung up to cover something.

"This is?"

"Look first, we will take a group photo later." Director Wang called away the students around him and asked him to lower the curtain, "The implication of this exhibit is very good, and it fits the style of our college. According to the teacher who handled the donation , this is the gold medal work of the New York Times Art Exhibition not long ago. The academy is very grateful for your donation..."

As soon as the word art appeared, Zhou Ziheng's brain stopped functioning.

He didn't listen to what was said later.

In just a moment, the white curtains surrounding it fell from top to bottom, and amidst the exclamations of the people around, the secret donation hidden inside was finally fully revealed.

The second his sight touched, his frantically beating heart almost stopped.

It was a modernist public sculpture, it seemed to be six meters high. From a distance, the outermost layer is countless tiny spheres of different sizes, mostly blue and gold in color, with a beautiful metallic luster under the strong light of the hall.

All the microscopic spheres circle into an upturned ellipsoid, and each one has a light-like tail. There is light in it, which shines out from the gaps of countless particles. These particles seem to be agile and unified. splatter like...

"big Bang…"

All the particles leave me and fly towards you.

Zhou Ziheng muttered to himself, and his steps were led by his sinking consciousness, and he walked towards the huge and magnificent exhibit step by step. The vision obscured by the crowd gradually became clearer, and he saw more.

The big bang was just an outermost "shell", with the two halves flying apart to enclose a hollow area.

In the lower right corner of the case, there is a palm-sized golden nameplate with the name of the creator written on it.

[Creator: negativeparticles]

negative particles.

This phrase hit Zhou Ziheng's heart beautifully.

[Donor: Zhou Ziheng]

There is also a message engraved below.

[The vast universe cannot be privately owned, but it can be stored in the eyes of the pursuit of ideals. ] @无限好文, all in Jamie

Stepping into the center of the "big bang", he was like stepping into a vacuum universe. The noisy discussion stopped in an instant and disappeared in Zhou Ziheng's ears. His steps became slow, and his heart was deceived by the weightlessness and floated.

Inside the shell was a little boy made of copper, with a small rose stuck in his coat pocket on his chest. He held a book in his hands, and the pages of the book were connected with two spirals that spiraled up, one was composed of many white particles, and the other was black. Two completely opposite forces repel each other in attraction and blend in confrontation.

Positive and negative particles are entangled and dance together in the Milky Way.

The little boy holding the book lifted his head, Zhou Ziheng also raised his head, his eyes moved up bit by bit following the beautiful spiral.

At the center of the big bang, at the top of the collision and fusion of positive and negative particles, there is a planet suspended.

In Zhou Ziheng's gentle eyes looking up, they gleamed quietly.

"Excellent graduate of the School of Physics, I would like to ask you a question."

A familiar voice came from behind, which was the lowest probability Zhou Ziheng expected before seeing the sculpture.

The radio signal emitted from this vivid and beautiful space travels through billions of light years, blows away the floating and scattered bright stardust, and breaks into his lonely and silent universe.

Turning his head, his eyes caught up with the spaceship chasing the speed of light, and landed on that face that was more beautiful than Nebula.

The suspended heart arrives at the destination in his smile.

Xia Xiqing stretched out his right hand behind his back, and that gauze-wrapped hand held a red rose and handed it over. He raised his head and pointed to the shining star with innocent and gentle eyes.

"Why does it glow?"