Baby’s Breath

The two changed their clothes and went out together. Xue Youka took an umbrella and said to him, "I haven't eaten good Chinese food in Oxford. I have cooked it myself these days, but I saw Southeast Asian and Indian food. , I heard that they are all good.” I heard people say that the cafeteria of the college is the best, and the chef of newcollege is Michelin.

When going downstairs, the Japanese girl passed by with a salad bowl: "Hi, are you going out?"

"Go out to eat."

Cheng Yu was in a good mood, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of the green broccoli in her bowl, and his stomach began to rush in an instant.

So that he didn't have any appetite for dinner at night, and he looked so sad that the jet lag hadn't reversed.

Xue Youka picked up vegetables for him: "Would you like me to go back and cook for you. There are still vegetables I bought in the refrigerator."

Cheng Yu waved his hand, (强qiang) forced himself to forget the broccoli.

At the dinner table, Lin Shimao asked him: "What date do you start school, did the college send you gown?"

"School starts on the fourth of next month. I'm going to buy it before school starts." Gown is a sleeveless black robe, a school tradition, including almost just over the upper body, in addition to buying a "mortarboard". Bachelor hat, and school uniform. The specific purchase process is written in the college manual sent to him, but the manual contains a lot of Latin, which is not understandable at all. Before the school started, Cheng Yu helped him study the manual and translated it into Chinese to tell him.

Lin Shimao seems to know a lot of college details, knows where to play, and knows many traditions and activities in Oxford: "You also need to buy tickets for the freshman dances. You must buy tickets for all dances. It is generally not allowed to bring friends outside of school to participate. There is a rowing club, you can also participate in this, but you are a junior, the exam is difficult, you will probably be very busy..."

"Brother Mao, you shouldn't have graduated from Oxford." He has known each other for so long, and he still doesn't know which school Lin Shimao is from.

"That's not the case. I came here at the age of seventeen. I studied in rcm for a few years and played in Oxford for a while." Later, Lin Shimao went to Yale, and then returned to China to reorganize the band before finishing reading.

rcm is the abbreviation of Royal Conservatory of Music.

Xue Youka asked again: "Then when will your tour start." He hopes he can spend more time and can go with him, but what I have heard so far is that even if there are many vacations, students have to take care of their studies and college social activities. busy.

Lin Shimao said that next month will start: "One stop a month, and it will end in May next year."

Xue Youka didn’t understand many things when he first arrived in Oxford. I wonder if exchange students are the same as ordinary undergraduate freshmen. Do they need to attend the opening ceremony and the freshman ball? Cheng Yu called to help him ask clearly. The answer is yes, exchange Life is also a new life.

Xue Youka didn’t have much to do before the beginning of school. Except for the library, street photography, and shopping in the supermarket, the arrival of Scorpio disrupted his new life that he had just adapted to. Lin Shimao contacted a real estate agent to look at the house near his college. The reason is that it is convenient for him to come over for dinner occasionally. Before Lin Shimao lived in the UK for a few years, he knew that this was a country without food at all. This time I'm coming over for a tour. I'm expected to settle in Oxford for a year. In addition to performances, daily rehearsals will also be here. In order for everyone to survive in a foreign country, Lin Shimao hired a Chinese chef who lives at home.

And Xue Youka also accompanied Cheng Yu to the old house his grandfather bought in Oxfordshire. A 20-minute drive from the college, here is a typical English country house. It is located on the bank of the Thames River. The river is very shallow and lined with golden autumn leaves.

"My grandfather hired someone to take care of it every year before he was alive. After his death, no one took care of the house."

Because my grandfather had too many real estate scattered all over the world, he couldn't organize it. He only took away the precious artworks, precious books and notes from the house that year, and the rest of the things remained intact. Opening the door with the key, a dusty smell came out, and Cheng Yu turned his head along his nose and coughed.

The door opened, the gray air dissipated, and the (strong qiang) sunlight slowly poured on the walnut floor of the house, illuminating the original appearance.

It is not a mansion, just an ordinary English house. It is much better than the shabby Cheng Yu imagined. All the furniture is covered with a layer of cloth, revealing an aura of loneliness that has not been inhabited for a long time.

"You told me it's very small, but it's actually very big." Xue Youka opened the dust cloth and looked at the high dome of the house. This is at least a residence that can accommodate a family of five. Cheng Yu said that it was his grandfather when he was studying. It has been bought for at least 50 years, and this house was built earlier. It is conservatively estimated that this is an old building 70 or 80 years ago.

Xue Youka wiped his fingers across the sofa, and there was very little dust: "The furniture is still very (dry) clean, you only need to mop the floor."

Cheng Yu is already calling the local hourly worker.

The upper floor is also very well maintained. One is a library with some books left, one is a bedroom where you have lived in, and one is empty. The top loft is very large and very old. With the sound of creaking wood loosening in disrepair, he pushed open the foggy attic window. Outside the window was a shining river, reflecting the strong and warm (color) color of autumn.

It took a few hours for the hourly workers to arrive. At the same time, the furniture dealer also delivered the goods. One after another huge cardboard boxes were removed from the truck and transported to the old house.

Xue Youka asked him: "Didn't Brother Mao go to buy a house? What about buying so many new furniture (gan gan)."

"It needs to be renovated." Cheng Yu said to the workers, "Is that a bed? Let's move it to the attic."

He whispered to Xue Youka: "Here, the big bed you want."

Xue Youka looked at the huge cardboard boxes stacked together, and felt a sense of powerlessness: "I'm just talking about it, it doesn't need to be too big."

"Not very big, a little wider than the hotel."

Because the room is not enough, it can only be placed in the attic, and the attic is too old and needs to be refurbished.

The renovation of an old house with a history of at least 70 to 80 years is huge, but Cheng Yu didn't want to completely change its original appearance, only adding some new things. Although the hotel also has a large bed, this is the most beautiful first time. Cheng Yu wants him to remember this day forever. Remember that it is not over yet. After the renovation, he will come back to check in every year.

A few days later, when the Oxford school started, Xue Youka went to the school opening ceremony in formal attire, took pictures in front of the college and theater, and bought a 100-pound ticket to the freshman ball to see it.

However, the exchange students here are not suitable for ordinary juniors, nor for undergraduate freshmen in Oxford. They do not belong to either side, and they seem out of place. But he has a peaceful mind, and he doesn't have to be in a circle that doesn't fit in. He just wants to eat and drink with simplicity, try his best to eat back, and take a look at the mood of the prom abroad. He heard that there is a certain European royal family among the freshmen enrolled this year, but in the crowd, he can't tell which is the prince.

There are quite a few such hidden identities in Oxford.

The dinner at the party was not delicious, so Xue Youka took some desserts and ice cream and shuttled around the edge. He did not invite his female partner in advance, nor did he know her partner. A white girl in a red (color) dress approached him, and she directly praised his beautiful eyes, and then asked his name and college: "Do you have a dancing partner? ?"

Xue Youka doesn't know how to dance at all, so she can only decline for fear of making a fool of herself.

"Among you (Z) people like to be humble, come on and I will teach you, it's very simple, I have a formula." Even Yu first raised his hand and waited for him to hold it.

Dancing with girls he didn't know at the dance party, this kind of culture he had never touched before, Xue Youka bit his head and went to the dance floor with her, palms facing out, and only made one movement, without directly reaching her.

The girl whispered a formula to teach him dance steps: "Look, you dance very well."

"Thank you, you taught me well."

However, Xue Youka rarely came into contact with girls like this, and was nervous and felt that it was not good. However, this was just a cultural difference between the East and the West. She even stepped on her foot accidentally and the dance ended early. Later, other men and women showed interest in him. Every time Xue Youka introduced herself, she had to say that she was a junior exchange student and only came to class for one school year.

I heard that there were other activities left until the early hours of the morning, but he didn't stay that long and left after nine o'clock. Outside the gate of the college, Cheng Yu came to wait for him in advance. As soon as he came out, Cheng Yu saw him, first waved, then strode over to hold his hand, and asked, "Is the dance fun?"

"It's not delicious, I didn't pay back." The meals were all exquisite, but they didn't suit the appetite. Finally, I was full of waffles. "But the atmosphere of the party is very good."

After getting in the car, Cheng Yu smelled a faint lady's Eau de Toilette on him: "Did someone invite you to dance?"

"Um... there is one."

Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows, but did not say angry: "I asked you before I went, you said you can't jump."

"No, then," Xue Youka (touched Mo) (touched Mo) nose, worried that he was angry, and whispered, "The one who asked me to dance taught me a few dance steps."

"Then have you learned?" Cheng Yu tried his best to keep himself from getting angry. When there is social, there is a prom, a cocktail party and a fellowship. Xue Youka only came to exchange for one year. If he only studied academic things and didn't go social, it would be a pity for this exchange student opportunity.

"It seems like...but we only skipped for a minute." He added.

The house was not renovated, and the two walked to a small park very close to their residence, and danced jerky on the unmanned lawn. The street lamp was one meter away from them. Under the dim light, Xue Youka accidentally stepped on him and stepped on himself. Cheng Yu asked him amusedly: "Didn't I say that I learned it? I have cooperated with you in the female step, and you still step on me."

Xue Youka said awkwardly that she couldn't see clearly, and stepped on him again.

The two stayed quietly for two hours, holding hands, talking, kissing (kissing), it was almost twelve o'clock, and Cheng Yu sent him back.

The house Lin Shimao bought is nearby. They have just moved in for two days and can jog for six minutes.

After getting the timetable, Xue Youka made the relevant schedule for the first time, what time to get up, what time to go to class, and even the time to spend in the library.

There will be class tomorrow morning, the first class in Oxford.

Xue Youka hasn't been (sleeping Shui) well. It may be because he drank tea at the dance party, or he was excited about facing a brand new course. In the middle of the night, Xue Youka heard the sound of the door closing in the next room.

The Frenchman frank usually comes back late and brings different people back, sometimes boys and girls. I don't know if the next door was deliberate. I could feel the wall shaking. Xue Youka's bed was just against the wall. When I got closer, I could hear everything.

This is the first time I have heard this kind of live broadcast when I grow up.

He was a little bit painful and put on his headphones to listen to the song written by Cheng Yu. That's the case, the next day I got up and still yawned sleepily, loaded a book and went out, Frank just went upstairs: "Sorry, did you bother you last night?"

Xue Youka said, "It would be nice if you could keep your voice down next time."

Frank said he would pay attention next time, but when Xue Youka walked down the stairs, he could clearly feel his sight, with a kind of bad intentions, he ran out quickly, and began to regret how he was looking for a sublet online. , But at first, he really didn't expect Cheng Yu to come with his teammates.

And if he told Brother Mao to rent his house, Lin Shimao would definitely not charge him the rent. Even if he did, he would only jokingly say: "Let turbo give it to me."

This is what makes him most embarrassed.

Cheng Yu sent him to class on this first day, and said goodbye to him when he arrived at the gate of the college.

The school’s course system is unique, with lectures in the morning and tutoring classes in economics in the afternoon. The tutoring classes are one-to-two. There is also a formal dinner every evening. You can bring friends to participate. He has not yet signed up.

The junior course here is something that I haven’t touched at all. Even if I borrowed a book from the library in advance, I still copy notes crazy in class. I copied all the content written by the professor on the whiteboard. In the first week, Xue Youka I tried my best to adapt to the rhythm. I feel that life in Oxford is a bit like going to work. It belongs to me from 9 to 5 and after 5 in the afternoon. You can study and socialize, but all his time is given to Cheng Yu.

Frank's approach became increasingly excessive. One day he returned from a drink and took two people to play in the living room. Xue Youka accidentally saw it, and was shocked by the three people's posture like driving a train.

Frank even invited him drunkly.

Xue You went back to the room, loaded the textbooks and toiletries (with yong) he would use for class tomorrow, and walked out directly.

It was not far from the house Lin Shimao bought. Xue Youka had been to dinner, but she always felt that it was not suitable and did not stay overnight.

He walked over there with his schoolbag on his back and called Cheng Yu, but he didn't answer it. It took a few minutes before he answered: "I just took a (xi) bath and didn't hear the ringtone."

"How about Brother Mao, (sleeping in Shui)?"

Cheng Yu wiped the water on his body: "I don't know, what's the matter?"

"I'm out now... I, can I (sleep in Shui) with you for one night."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, followed by the sound of electricity, Cheng Yu held his breath, and suddenly let out a sigh of relief: "I'll pick you up."

"You don't need to pick me up, I'm almost there." He didn't say anything about Frank. He felt the drizzle, and he forgot to bring the umbrella in his schoolbag.

"Don't go out at night alone." Cheng Yu went downstairs in a bathrobe, with the lights on in the living room, and K was watching TV. Seeing Cheng Yu hurriedly opened the door and asked him how.

As soon as Cheng Yu opened the door and walked out a few steps, she saw Xue Youka standing under the flower stand with her schoolbag in her arms.

Cheng Yu walked down the steps two or three steps and held him: "Come in, why don't you wear so little and don't use an umbrella."

In the autumn of October, Oxford has a big temperature difference between morning and evening, the temperature is cool at night, and it often rains.

"I forgot to bring my umbrella. My schoolbag is full of books." The rain was not too heavy. I walked over for ten minutes, but my clothes and hair were slightly damp.

Cheng Yu pulled him in, found him slippers and a towel, and wiped his hair with the towel.

I caught a glimpse of his old K from the side, and suddenly understood, said hello, silently turned off the TV, and entered the room.

The house Lin Shimao bought casually was larger than Xue Youka's dormitory for international students and had many rooms, so the rooms for four people were completely scattered. Cheng Yu picked one at random, with an arc-shaped (exposure) table where he could drink coffee.

Entering the room, Cheng Yu didn't ask him why he suddenly came, and turned on the hot water: "Hurry up and take a bath."

Xue Youka took a hot shower inside, and Cheng Yu closed the night rain outside and closed the curtains.

Ten minutes later, the sound of water inside stopped, and Xue Youka pushed open a crack in the door: "I forgot to bring (sleeping in Shui) clothes."

"Put mine." Cheng Yu found him a (ShuiShui) robe.

Xue Youka stood in the bathroom and wiped the water off of her body. She put on a (Shui Shui) robe and found a more serious problem.

He didn't bring (sleeping in Shui) clothes or other clothes. He only thought of washing up (using yong) products, books and computers when he went out.

—As a result, I don’t even have changed underwear.

Cheng Yu's (Shui Shui) gown was worn looser on him, he tightened his belt, and a piece of neckline skin (exposed) came out. After going out from the bathroom, Cheng Yu sat on the bed and read something similar to a manual. The reading lantern is over the head.

Cheng Yu took a hair dryer and slowly blown his hair with a hot air. Xue Youka raised his head and asked his grandfather's house.

"I went to see it today," Cheng Yu took away the hair dryer, put his five fingers into his black hair, and said, "It's still ventilating."

The furniture is newly bought, but it is not just out of the factory. It does not need to be left to dry for a long time. You can move in at the beginning of next month.

Xue Youka nodded, but kept thinking that she didn't wear anything under her (Shui Shui) robe. She pressed her belt nervously, fearing to loosen it accidentally.

"What are you doing with your stomach?" Cheng Yu (touching Mo) (touching Mo), he still has some moist hair, and the wind continues to blow, "Is my stomach uncomfortable?"

"..."

Xue Youka didn't know how to answer.

"No discomfort."

"Then what do you do?"

"...A bit cold."

After hearing this, Cheng Yu turned off the hair dryer, and the hair was almost (dry gan) through. After rubbing it twice with his hands, the hair that had just been washed and blown (dry gan) was very soft. Cheng Yu said: "Go to (bed chuang) with a quilt."

Xue Youka got into the bed, and Cheng Yu turned off the light and lay on it: "What time is the class tomorrow?"

"Twelve o'clock..."

This is adjusted according to the time of the tutor. There may be slight differences in the weekly lessons, and there will be adjustments every week.

Xue Youka (Shui Shui) is at the other end of the bed.

Cheng Yu: "Aren't you getting closer to me?"

Xue Youka moved twice.

Cheng Yu asked him to get closer.

Xue Youka moved again, widening her eyes and looking at his silhouette in the dark.

"Lin Shimao lives in the last room over there. The wolf and old K's room is on the first floor. So they can't hear us when we talk." Cheng Yu looked for his hand in the bed, "It's still cold? Why are you holding your stomach? Didn’t you eat with me at night, why did you feel uncomfortable eating?”

"No..." Xue Youka shook his head, "Nothing."

"Then what are you holding (gan gan), constipation?"

Xue Youka: "..."

Xue Youka: "No, I just..."

His weak voice sounded even more suspicious. Cheng Yu reached in suspiciously, worrying: "If you feel unwell, get up and take some gastrointestinal medicine."

Xue Youka straightened her body for an instant, feeling that Cheng Yu was just rubbing his stomach, and slowly relaxed: "I'm really fine, I don't have a stomachache." This kind of tenderly wrapped The sense of security relaxed him completely.

"Then what?"

He replied embarrassedly: "Don't laugh... I'm just, I'm just not wearing it."

Cheng Yu was stunned for two seconds, and then laughed in a low voice: "What do I think... I (touching Mo) arrived, but I didn't wear it."

Xue You got stuck in the bed, arched up, put his chin on his shoulder, and his eyelashes trembled. Cheng Yu tightened his arms and pressed him into his arms. The (sleeping Shui) robe spread out in a mess under the bed.

With the quilt rolled on her body, sweat ran down from the back of her neck, Xue Youka lost consciousness for a short while, Cheng Yu's violent heartbeat passed to him, and Xue Youka closed his eyes and shrank into his arms.

After a minute of rest, Cheng Yu got up, as if taking something.

"Ask you," Cheng Yu's movements were not clear. He was unpacking and his voice was dumb. "Do you think this bed is big enough?"

Xue Youka replied in a low voice, saying that it was enough, and buried his face in the pillow.