Cai Wei

【Sixteen】

This sleep was very deep, and I slept more comfortably than usual nights.When I opened my eyes again, the sun had already slanted on the head of the bed, Lin Ximing looked at me softly, with a smile in his eyes.

"I also said, if you don't wake up, I will pinch your nose." He said with a teaser.

Only then did I realize that I was the one holding his waist tightly, and then I pretended to be flirtatious and smiled and said, "The spring night is short and the day is high." I lifted his chin and blew lightly on his face, " From then on, the king will not go to court early~"

"Yes, yes, I am the King of Han and you are the young daughter of the Yang family." He rubbed my palm along with my hand that raised his chin, "Get up, my noble concubine."

I put on my clothes with a smile, and Lin Ximing put on a woolen scarf. I was a little surprised by this new scarf. I don’t know where Lin Ximing got the money to buy such a thing due to the current material conditions in this place.

I asked him, and he said that he bought the wool thread from a student from a rich family, and weaved it by himself in his own time. I tightened the wool in my hand, it was soft and warm, my eyes suddenly felt hot, and I said in a disguised manner, " I mean the thread is not so tight."

But he quickly explained that it was because there was not enough thread, so he had to use this method to weave.But I'm not blaming him for this, it's just that the sudden thousand words in my heart are beyond words.

"Your trachea is not good." He lowered his eyes and adjusted the scarf for me, covering his throat gently and carefully. "The winter here is quite cold and damp. A scarf can also block some wind."

I kissed him on the brow.

I didn't have morning class today, so I followed Lin Ximing to sit in on his chemistry class.Lin Ximing seems to prefer European formal clothes to the long coats I like more, but after fleeing, his salary is only enough to make ends meet, and he still wears a few of them after he returned to China.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered his childhood. Although the Chang family was not a particularly prominent and famous family, they could still have no worries about food and drink, and even had a family property that could be regarded as squandering.When I recalled the fire that destroyed my family, I suddenly sneered and turned my pen around.

Jewelry was missing.

Tsk tsk, can this be burned?

Although my eldest brother is a few years older than me, his mind was really not flattering at the time.

Lin Ximing stood at the front of the classroom, holding chalk in his hand, talking about structures and chemical bonds that I could not understand. Leaning on the podium with a slender body, he drew a schematic diagram of the chemical structure of half of the blackboard with no expression on his face.I was a perfect student who didn't want to make progress and didn't listen to lectures. I sat in the last row with a pen, but my heart was far away.

When I was 16 and came home from school for the holidays, I met the woman my older brother had a crush on.My elder brother once had a big fight with my father because of her, and I sat and listened to it and didn’t want to leave or leave, so I had to sit and drink tea in silence.

That woman's name was Fang Qing, and she was a stage name at first glance. I had seen her walking on the road holding her elder brother's shoulders occasionally before.Fang Qing looks like a weak willow and Fufeng, her small face is bloodless, and after applying pearl powder, it is even scarier white, but she is really good-looking, completely different from the flamboyant beauty.With a gentle face, soft eyebrows and eyes, and fair skin, she looks like a beauty that can be warmed up in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

The eldest brother once said that he wanted to marry her home as the main wife. Our family is still considered to be a conservative family style. How could it be possible for a woman from the land of fireworks to be the main wife of the eldest son?After a few times of quarreling, the matter was settled, and my eldest brother began to stay out at night for a long time. I was studying abroad, and these things were only mentioned by Lin Ximing who came home occasionally.

Unfortunately, during the winter vacation when I was 16 years old, I saw Fang Qing, without those terribly white powders and gorgeous rouge, and the corners of her eyes were sharp, only then did I realize that her facial features were aggressive. Sexy look.She was wearing a Japanese military uniform, and she was sitting in a restaurant opened by the French with another man who looked like an officer in the concession.

I didn't recognize it for a while, but I couldn't change the expression between the eyebrows and the subconscious small movements, so I was shocked to confirm that it was Fang Qing.

I told my father about it when I went back, and after my father confirmed to me again and again, he told me not to worry about it.

It didn't take long to hear the news of the fire in the ancestral house.

The jewels and money disappeared, the corpses of the parents were charred and horrific, and the bones of the eldest brother were gone.

Do you really think that I am a three-year-old child, and I can't even see this trick?It’s just that I was weak back then, and later I made more friends and asked someone to investigate, but the person I entrusted told me vaguely that I couldn’t go on, thinking about the background of the youth, I knew it in my heart.I was angry at his unscrupulous behavior, but there was really no way to bring him to justice. I even vaguely felt that among those investigating the fire, there were some people who had colluded with Fangqing's family.

I haven't heard any news from my eldest brother in these years. I thought that there was no such person, but today I suddenly remembered these things, and I felt as if I was recalling the things in my previous life in a trance.

The sound of the air defense siren suddenly sounded outside the window, and I came back from the memory. Lin Ximing was writing down the last element symbol of the equation, and said, "There is an air raid now, let's dismiss the get out of class first."

The students were calmly holding their books and notebooks and preparing to leave. Lin Ximing suddenly said, "There is not much content left in today's class. Students, take your textbooks and finish the lecture while avoiding air raids. After this class is over, the day before yesterday You can do the assigned homework, and remember to hand it in for correction next Monday.”

Reluctantly, the students answered "yes" with a long voice, and I smiled and walked forward with a small blackboard and left with Lin Ximing.

"What an unreasonable professor, he still has to give lectures during the air raid." I couldn't help teasing him.

Lin Ximing shook his head helplessly, "The frequency of air raids is so high, if the alarm is raised every time and the class is not attended, the textbook may not be finished on the day when the rankings are released."

I thought for a while that science and engineering are no different than literature, sometimes I just need to learn by analogy, and the class hours still need to be guaranteed, but I also understand why Lin Ximing is so busy with every minute and every second.

Lin Ximing put down the blackboard in the cave where we hid during the first air raid, and the students used the dense branches picked up on the road as a camouflage. From a distance, they looked like a group of savages, but they were holding their textbooks and writing hard.The sound of the bomber was deafening, and the sound seemed to linger around the body for a long time. The lowest plane even seemed to fly over the top of the head, and one could even feel the burning sensation of just throwing the bomb.

I was a little hot. I took off my scarf and watched Lin Ximing half-kneeling on the ground writing on the blackboard. I couldn’t really hear his voice amidst the roar. Half of the small blackboard was written on the blackboard, and the other half was written by him who erased and wrote. explanation.Not far away, a thatched house was hit by a gun, and the flames shot into the sky, but this place seemed to be some kind of paradise. The eyes of the students were focused and eager, and they were even more dazzling than the flames upon closer inspection.

Unlike Lin Ximing who often comes to my class to listen to my lectures, I seldom go to his class for no other reason than I don’t understand.Everyone has their own strengths, and science and engineering are not like literature and history. You can listen to what you want, but if you are confused, it is better to go back to the school building and lie on the recliner for a nap, or read books and practice calligraphy.

So I rarely see Lin Ximing's work directly like this.

Hmm...how to say.

There are bandits and gentlemen, who are as sharp as cutting, and as sharp as grinding.Sexi 僩xi, hexi 咺xi, there are bandits and gentlemen, you must not be arrogant!

This sentence he described me, I will return it to him intact.

It's just that once this person is serious about doing things, he rarely shows any expression, and his already sharp eyebrows and eyes look a little fierce.But in my eyes, it's just right, it's a handsome face.

Also a wonderful person.

"The impure destiny of the emperor, what is the shock of the people; the people are separated and lost, Fang Zhongtian moves eastward; he goes to his hometown and goes far away, follows Jiangxia and goes into exile..."

Not far away, the voice of Professor Zeng teaching slowly came faintly in the noisy air, and another plane flew low, raising a cloud of dust.I hurriedly put the scarf on my nose and mouth, but I was still a little slow and coughed.

Waving to Lin Ximing who was looking over, I walked a little deeper into the cave, sat on the ground, the sun was shining from the dust, like a kind of holy light.

I suddenly felt very quiet, as if I had returned to the time when I left my hometown to study in Peiping. In the dim eyes of the night, I saw the back of Lin Ximing mending my school uniform with a needle and thread. The light of the kerosene lamp was as warm as it is now.