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Chapter 4: The End of the World

Small friends meet and greet.

"So you are brothers and sisters."

Gao Shubao said awkwardly, but his mind was quickly recalling how much he had said in the group chat before.

After saying hello, Gao Shubao enthusiastically asked Song Qingxu and Song Qingnuo to sit down and slowly "reminiscing about the old days", and they ordered a few cups of milk tea together in a slightly shabby way, and crowded around a small white table in the corner to chat.

Everyone is still a little cautious, and Gao Shubao is still wandering in "meeting acquaintances is very kind".

Fu Yuan patted Gao Shubao's shoulder pointingly: "So it's thanks to your loud voice, which rarely comes in handy."

Gao Shubao came back to his senses, blowing his beard and staring dissatisfiedly: "It's very useful to have a loud voice!"

Gao Shisi rolled his eyes quietly and remained silent.

The familiar mode of getting along made Song Qingxu feel inexplicably relaxed. "Are you in the same dormitory?"

"That's right!" Gao Shubao immediately replied, "Originally, my freshman and sophomore in the same dormitory rented a house off-campus, and there was a vacant bed in the dormitory, so the two of them stuffed it into my dormitory."

Song Qingnuo wondered: "So there are triple rooms in the boys' dormitory?"

Gao Shubao shook his head, "It's a four-person room, but one of the beds in our dormitory broke down last year, and the school didn't replace it with a new one, so we've been living with three people, and piled some luggage on the broken bed."

"It's also pretty good, the dormitory is convenient with fewer people." Song Qingnuo was a little envious, "I'm a room for four."

Gao Shubao smiled, and turned to Song Qingxu: "Hmm... Is Qingqu also from S University?"

"I'm from N University." Song Qingxu tapped the table unconsciously with his fingers, "Freshman, from the Design Institute."

Gao Shubao let out an "ah" and suddenly realized: "So you are twins?"

"That's right!" Song Qingnuo said with a smile, "Don't seniors think that my brother and I actually look alike?"

Gao Shisi's eyes lit up, and he interjected: "The facial features are indeed a bit similar, you two look like siblings at a glance."

Fu Yuan, who hadn't spoken all the time, stared at Song Qingxu's slender white hands a little distractedly. Their conversation flowed in one ear and out the other, and he didn't even notice that the person he was staring at had stopped buttoning the table.

Song Qingxu's unconscious finger on the table paused for a moment, not sure if Fu Yuan was looking at his hand in a trance.

Then he tapped his finger forward lightly.

Fu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, and suddenly realized that it was impolite for him to stare at other people's fingers like this.

With slightly red cheeks, he raised his head to meet Song Qingxu's gaze, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I was distracted."

Song Qingxu and him looked at each other for a moment, with a smile on the corner of their lips, and changed the subject: "I also want to thank you for helping me score in the game."

When the three-dimensional mentioned the game, Fu Yuan was taken aback, and almost didn't realize it, then he shook his head quickly and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Song Qingnuo also noticed Fu Yuan staring at her brother's fingers just now, and let out a "hehe" as usual.

"I've always envied my brother's hands, they are prettier than girls' hands, long, thin and white."

These words attracted everyone to look at Song Qingxu's hand.

Song Qingxu, who was suddenly watched by the crowd: "...?"

His hand neither extended nor retracted, so he placed it stiffly on the table, not daring to move.

"My mother always blames this on my unwillingness to learn the piano." Song Qingnuo muttered.

Song Qingxu was afraid that she would not be able to stop when she started talking, and would shake off her whole family, so she interrupted her mercilessly and said, "Stop, what do you have to say with your hands."

Obviously everyone has looked over, but Song Qingxu only felt that Fu Yuan's gaze was extremely hot, and somehow his face felt a little hot.

Song Qingxu laughed a little bluntly: "You both have the surname Gao, so you were also a family 800 years ago."

Gao Shubao immediately shifted his attention: "Yes! Fourteen is my brother in the Gao family. We may be distant cousins, right?"

He stretched out his arm and beat the "brothers of the same family" beside him.

Gao Shisi was expressionless: "...it's unnecessary."

It was almost noon, Song Qingxu first proposed to send Song Qingnuo back to school, and Gao Shubao and his party all rode small green bicycles, so the five of them decided to go together.

Song Qingxu took Song Qingnuo's campus card and wanted to borrow a scarce professional book in the library of S University, so he shared a table with them in the canteen of S University and had lunch with them. The person with a perfect score took the lead, and several people added contact information to each other.

Who would have thought that a friend who seemed far away in the game school turned out to be a city, or even a person who passed by and was close at hand?

"Then I'll go first, see you next time." Song Qingxu waved to Gao Shubao and Gao Shisi, and walked towards the library with Song Qingnuo and Fu Yuan.

Song Qingnuo didn't pay attention to her brother at all, she turned her head and asked Fu Yuan curiously: "Do you need to read a lot of foreign language books to learn a foreign language? You have to go to the library just after returning to school, you are so self-disciplined."

"No, no," Fu Yuan was not used to her straightforward compliments, so he could only smile politely, "I just like reading books, especially English originals."

Song Qing Xu Wenyan continued: "If you like this major, you will be very happy and easy to study."

"Well, that's true." Fu Yuan's little deer smiled, and then asked him back: "Did you choose art because you like it?"

Song Qingxu nodded calmly: "My mother is engaged in pure art. There is a studio at home. I have been following her to paint since I was a child. After a long time of painting, it has gradually integrated into my life without knowing it. went inside."

"However, I didn't figure it out when I chose art by subject. I didn't know that the fine arts in the college entrance examination did not take the fine brushwork flowers and birds that I like, but the sketch watercolor that I had never touched before."

"I made an oolong and suffered a big loss."

Song Qingnuo obediently followed the two of them like a little tail, listening to their chat with ears pricked up.

Fu Yuan slightly bent his lower lip, "I heard that being an art student is more difficult."

"It's a little bit harder, but it's okay, after all, learning anything is not easy."

While talking, the three of them had already walked to the door of the library. Song Qingnuo took out her campus card and handed it to Song Qingxu.

Fu Yuan stood aside and asked suspiciously: "You gave the card to your brother, so how do you go back to the dormitory if you don't have the card?"

"I'm going to have a meeting in the society later, so I won't go back for now."

Song Qingnuo casually asked Song Qingxu: "How long will you be looking for?"

There is a book retrieval machine on the first floor of the library, but Song Qingxu hasn't used the S University's one yet, so he doesn't know if the operation is the same: "I don't know, but it shouldn't take too long, right?"

"At least I know that your school must have that book. Can you find it?"

"Then after you're done looking for books, you can transfer or read in the library for a while. I'll come to you after my meeting is over. Anyway, the place where I have the meeting is not far from the library."

"Okay." Song Qingxu nodded, "Send me a message when the time comes, and Fu Yuan and I will go first."

Song Qingnuo made an OK gesture and watched the two of them swipe their cards to enter the library.

Fu Yuan is as slender as her brother and has long legs, and is only half a head shorter than Song Qingxu. The light green coat is a bit too loose on her body, making her look even smaller.

Ah, this rotten eye looks at Renji, if the two of them are pure passers-by to Song Qingnuo, she will definitely kowtow candy for a minute.

It's a pity that one is a brother and the other is the chairman.

Don't dare to knock randomly, in case you are beaten.

Song Qingnuo sighed with some regret, shrugged his shoulders to drag back his thoughts flying around, turned around and headed towards the teaching building.

"The book retrieval machine is right in front." Fu Yuan turned his head and told him kindly, "Just follow the process of the machine."

Song Qingxu saw him stop and wait for the elevator, and waved to him: "Thank you, I'm going."

Fu Yuan watched his figure disappear by the wall, until the elevator in front of him opened with a "tick", then he turned his gaze and walked in.

"F4, Area B..." Song Qingxu muttered, roughly scanning the library's partition signs, and turned to Area B to search carefully.

"The design in the design... I found it." Song Qingxu happily took out the book, flipped through it briefly, and then wandered around the fourth floor of the library contentedly with the book in his hand.

More than half of the seats in the study area were filled with people reading and studying with their heads down. Song Qingxu was overwhelmed by the unique study atmosphere of the library on rest days at a glance.

The library of University N is also often overcrowded, but the layout is quite different from that of University S. The study area of ​​University S library is connected into a large area, which looks very imposing.

Quietly turning around Area B, Song Qingxu, who was in awe of the hard-working people, couldn't help but lighten his steps again, silently turned to Area A, and swept past the bookshelves row by row.

Section A is the third floor of foreign language books. Song Qingxu didn't turn to this section in the library of University N, but browsed it in University S first.

"Pride and Prejudice? The original?"

Song Qingxu took out the book, brushed the cover with some emotion: "The last time was when the English teacher asked to read it in the second year of high school... just read it again."

Suddenly a figure came down from the side, and Song Qingxu raised his head suddenly, almost bumping into the nose of the person who came, and made him take a step back in fright.

"………scared you?"

Fu Yuan smiled a little embarrassedly, "I see you are reading this Pride and Prejudice, do you like it too?"

Song Qingxu came to his senses, nodded and said, "I liked it the first time I watched it. This time, I want to watch it again carefully, so that I can see it more thoroughly."

He paused, then smiled slightly: "What a coincidence, we met again."

"En." Fu Yuan felt a little embarrassed for some reason, and said softly, "Have you found the book you were looking for?"

"I found it." Sensing his discomfort, Song Qingxu had nothing to say: "What book are you looking for?"

"Hmm... the great Gatsby." Fu Yuan said, "I remember it was on this floor. The third floor is full of supplementary books and materials, and the fourth floor has foreign classics."

Song Qingxu turned sideways to give him a way: "Let me help you find it together."

"Thank you." Fu Yuan paused, "...When I watched Pride and Prejudice, I searched for information according to the teacher's request, and wrote some summary analysis about the content and characters. I don't know if it is helpful to you. use."

"If you want to study, maybe you can use..." Song Qingxu interrupted him with a smile: "I wish for it. You must be more professional than me."

Fu Yuan also smiled and remained silent.

""The Great Gatsby"...is this the book?" Song Qingxu tiptoed to take down the book and handed it to him.

Fu Yuan took it over in surprise, "It's placed so high...I said why I haven't seen it all the time."

He smiled gratefully at Song Qingxu: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Song Qingxu took out his phone and took a look, only to find that Song Qingnuo had sent him a message a few minutes ago.

[Pink Pig Xiao Nuo]: Wait another 5 minutes

"Is it your sister?" Song Qingxu looked up and said "Yes", "It's a small meeting, and it will be over soon."

Fu Yuan shook the book in his hand, "Then I'll go to my seat and read the notes on Pride and Prejudice. I'll contact you as soon as possible or your sister will give it to you?"

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

Song Qingxu waved to him, with a gentle smile in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

The author has something to say: Hey, this is fate!