Rebirth: Rewriting Youth

Chapter 265 Satisfaction
After nearly an hour, Shen Yu rushed to Honglin College despite the wind and rain.

The rain in Honglin is heavier than that in Jiankang, probably because it is in the wilderness and has more water vapor.

Before the car stopped downstairs in Han Shuang's dormitory, Shen Yu's cell phone received a QQ message notification.

I stopped the car and opened it. I saw it was from Han Shuang: "Wait for me for a while. I'll be down soon."

Shen Yu was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously leaned out and looked upstairs in the dormitory through the front windshield, but in the end he saw no one. But since Han Shuang said he was waiting for her, Shen Yu didn't need to call anymore.

After waiting in the car for a while, Shen Yu saw a figure in the corridor of the dormitory building, carrying a small bag, trotting all the way towards Shen Yu through the blurred car window stained by rain.

Shen Yu squinted his eyes and was sure it was Han Shuang, so he smiled and honked the car horn.

When Han Shuang heard the horn of Shen Yu's car, she happily rushed into the rain, opened the door and got into the passenger seat.

Shen Yu smiled helplessly and blamed: "Why don't you know how to use an umbrella?"

Han Shuang happily hugged Shen Yu's arm and said coquettishly, "Oh, it's only a few steps away."

Shen Yu smiled, helped Han Shuang straighten his somewhat messy hair, and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go to Mu Deyuan first. I have already booked a room for you. I have already agreed with the people in our dormitory to have dinner with them in the evening." Han Shuang said happily.

"Okay, I'll let you decide." Shen Yu smiled and nodded, then started the car and drove towards Mu Deyuan.

Perhaps the only disadvantage of the school's remote location for couples is that it is inconvenient to book a room. After all, the only decent hotel within a dozen miles is located on the campus. It is also one of the most beautiful buildings on campus, with an unobstructed view of Mud Lake in front of it. Although there are many small hotels and guest houses in the towns outside the campus, their hygiene and sound insulation conditions are very worrying.

For many couples who have just established a relationship, especially girls, it is always a bit embarrassing to openly check into a hotel on campus with their boyfriend under the watchful eyes of everyone coming and going. If this is seen by some big mouths that I know, within two or three days, the story of the young couple going to check out a house together will definitely spread to everyone.

At the beginning of 2010, when the social atmosphere was still relatively pure and not so open, most college girls were quite shy about such private matters.

As for ten years from now? hehe
Just as Shen Yu stopped the car and walked towards the lobby of Mu Deyuan with Han Shuang in his arms under an umbrella, he happened to meet an 'acquaintance' walking towards the hotel with an attractive girl in his arms.

Shen Yu and this thin 'acquaintance' looked at each other, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

Shen Yu asked Han Shuang next to him with a smile: "Isn't this the boy who chased you before? What is your name Junjie?"

Han Shuang glanced at him and returned indifferently: "Yes, Sun Junjie, just ignore him."

Shen Yu nodded silently and was led into Mu Deyuan Hotel by Han Shuang's hand.

When climbing the stairs, Shen Yu seemed to feel something. He subconsciously glanced back and saw that classmate Sun was glaring at him. Shen Yu smiled faintly and ignored it, and was led up another flight of stairs by Han Shuang's hand.

The two came to the room. As soon as Shen Yu closed the door and before putting down his schoolbag, Han Shuang grabbed his neck and pushed him to the wall. Then he felt a plump feeling on his lips.

"Been pushed back?" These four words suddenly appeared in Shen Yu's mind, which caught him off guard.

How is this possible?

Shen Yu stretched out his hand and dragged the back of Han Shuang's head with one hand, and held Han Shuang's waist with the other hand. He turned over and pushed Han Shuang against the wall.
After a long time, the lips parted. The two were breathing heavily and hugging each other.

The corners of Shen Yu's lips raised, and he asked softly next to Han Shuang's ear: "Why are you so anxious?"

"I miss you." Han Shuang blushed and buried her head in Shen Yu's arms. She said angrily, and her arms around Shen Yu's waist became tighter. With a slight smile on her face, Shen Yu straightened up, took out his hands, held Han Shuang's delicate face, and asked, "Have you rested yet?"

"Yes." Han Shuang tilted her head slightly, took out a soft little hand and covered Shen Yu's big hand holding her face, and looked at Shen Yu deeply with burning eyes full of love.

When Shen Yu saw this, he didn't hesitate. A princess picked up Han Shuang and walked quickly to the bed.
At the same time, at Jiankang University of Finance and Economics, dozens of kilometers away, the bell rang for the second period in the afternoon. Students walked out of each classroom in twos and threes, and finally gathered into a stream of people and began to surge outside.

Carrying a canvas bag, Xu Anzhi quietly walked out of the professional building along with the flow of people, opened his umbrella, and stepped into the rain. When he reached the square in front of the library, he missed the crowd and walked silently towards the outside of the school.

About ten minutes later, Xu Anzhi returned to his home in Xiangzhangyuan.

Take off the Martin boots on your feet, put on comfortable cotton slippers, and then pile up the messy Martin boots by the wall. After doing this, Xu Anzhi walked to the sofa, and then sunk deeply into the soft sofa.

After a while, Xu Anzhi came back to his senses after being idle, saw the calligraphy table next to the TV cabinet, hesitated for a moment, and stood up.

Shi Shiran walked to the calligraphy table and pondered for a moment. Xu Anzhi gathered his thoughts, picked up the inkstone on the side and dropped two drops of water into the inkstone, then picked up the ink stick on the side and started grinding it on the inkstone.

After grinding for a while, Xu Anzhi added a few drops of water to the inkstone and continued to grind patiently. After repeating it several times, Xu Anzhi put down the ink stick, wiped it dry with a paper towel and put it away.

Putting a felt pad on the table and spreading a piece of rice paper, Xu Anzhi thought for a while and took a large Changfeng Langhao from the brush holder.

While polishing the pen, Xu Anzhi pondered slightly and began to think about how to finish the pen.

After roughly thinking about several fonts, Xu Anzhi picked up the brush and started using it.

Viewed from a distance, the characters "floating" on the rice paper look like flowing clouds and flowing water, natural and smooth, with vivid charm. The elastic brushstrokes, whether thick or thin, thick or light, blend with the paper, presenting an intoxicating rhythm.

Coupled with Xu Anzhi's orchid temperament standing in front of the desk with his pen hanging, this scene is like a wonderful picture.

I wrote several floating characters in a row, but Xu Anzhi was not satisfied.

Frowning his brows, Xu Anzhi dipped in ink again, changed to a piece of rice paper, and continued writing.

I don't know how long it took, but Xu Anzhi looked at the changes in movement and the rhythmic and beautiful floating characters in front of him, and finally nodded with a satisfied smile.

After recalling what Shen Yu said about his request for ethereal inspiration and floating clouds, Xu Anzhi felt that the word he was satisfied with would definitely satisfy Shen Yu.

Turning his head to look at the clock on the wall, he realized that more than an hour had passed without him noticing. Seeing this, Xu Anzhi hurriedly gathered up the rice paper that had been scattered around and the ink had already dried.

When he was about to throw away the rice papers, Xu Anzhi hesitated, then rearranged them and placed them under the last piece of rice paper.

After washing the brush and inkstone, Xu Anzhi hurried downstairs to have some dinner.

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