Shi Ling

The so-called despair, why is it not the beginning and germination of new life?Although the road when coming here is rugged, it is a must.

It’s June, and the weather is suddenly so boring that it’s uncomfortable. In the last class in the morning, except for a few students who play with their mobile phones, most of the students in the classroom are still looking up at the screen, listening to the class seriously and innocently.

Slender fingers tapped on the lesson plan on the podium, and the courseware was still displayed on the big screen behind him. Seeing that the class was about to end, Shi Ling pushed the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and glanced at the students below with no waves , the appearance does not contain a trace of anger but is frightening.

Talking for a long time made his lips a little dry, Shi Ling took a sip of the water in the glass, and finally called out the get out of class a few seconds before the bell rang as he wished.

It's like the sound of nature.

Shi Ling, a professor of the Faculty of Liberal Arts of University A, is the youngest professor in the school. He is knowledgeable and interesting in class. Although he doesn't like to talk and laugh after class, he is loved by students because of his masculine face.After a long time, the school knew that there was a professor in the Faculty of Liberal Arts who was like a flower of a kaolin, who was knowledgeable and good-looking, but he was not so easy to contact, and no one dared to adopt him.

Shi Ling put away the USB flash drive and turned off the computer, with a smile on his face, he greeted the students earnestly, and walked towards the outside of the school along the tree-lined path.

The sun at noon really scorched people, as uncomfortable as being scorched. At this temperature, Shi Ling was a little hot in a long-sleeved shirt.The sun was hanging overhead, and although there was a layer of leaves and branches, it was still not a place to cool off.

Through the green leaves, the dappled sunlight poured on his body, making Shi Ling feel dizzy and nauseated.

Not very hungry, Shi Ling avoided the cafeteria, just wanted to go back to the place where he lived and sleep in the dark.

When passing by a store, the little girl in the store seemed to see Shi Ling's discomfort, and ran over quickly, "Are you okay? Why don't you come in and have a rest."

Shi Ling waved his hands, his throat seemed to be stuck and he couldn't speak, he just wanted to move on.The little girl grabbed him and said, "We don't force consumption. Come in and have a drink of water. A few days ago, there was a man who almost fainted by the side of the road. It looked like he was going to faint from heat."

Although the little girl had good intentions, Shi Ling sounded like a hundred ducks 'chirp' in his ears.Shi Ling half-raised his eyes, looking at the store - blue sea and blue sky.

It's a bookstore. Shi Ling muttered the name. He wanted to laugh but felt weak. He didn't know whether the owner of this store was a loyal woman for love or a repentant person with unknown experiences.

Anyway, it's just someone else's experience, and it has nothing to do with me.

In the end, Shi Ling declined the kind-hearted clerk, smiled reluctantly at her, and explained that his home was not far away, so the little girl let him go, but she was still a little worried.

The little girl watched Shi Ling's back fade away, and rubbed her face with the back of her hand, feeling that the temperature today was extremely high, and even her face was hot after being outside for a while.

"Why did you go?" When the little girl returned to the store, she saw her boss leaning against the wall, holding a book in his hand, his long legs bent slightly, and his appearance was very lazy. There is some shadow, and for no reason, I feel that this person is fierce and evil, and it is not easy to get along with.

An Ru was a little trembling. She had been working here for a year. Although the boss was a nice person, he paid her well, and he would not scold him on weekdays. Compared with other places, the requirements were much more relaxed.But An Ru just felt that the boss was scary, like a vicious lone wolf, who likes to lurk in the dark, and kills with one blow when no one is prepared.

"Huh? You're talking."

"There's someone outside, he seems to be suffering from heat stroke..." Under the boss's pressure, An Ru's lips trembled unconsciously, her hands were clasped together, and her head was slightly lowered.

"Okay, so I went to do good deeds, but little girl, you should support yourself first before meddling in other people's business." The man patted Anru's head after he finished speaking, then closed the book, turned around and went upstairs along the stairs .

An Ru breathed a sigh of relief on the spot, secretly thinking that the boss said that he seemed to be getting older. In terms of the boss's appearance, if the boss is willing to be a little gentle, many girls will definitely rush forward.But her boss seldom goes out on weekdays, and always feels that he is an unhappy person.

A few girls who worked with Anru not far away also ran over and patted her on the back to comfort her.Anru's palms were already wet with sweat, she tilted her head slightly, and looked towards the place Shi Ling left just now.

I don't know if I will meet that person who is so comfortable to look at. If my boss has the same temper, I probably won't have less friends all the year round, often nesting alone on the second floor, torturing them and other employees when nothing happens. .

An Ru smiled, and hurriedly told her colleagues that she was fine, so that everyone should not delay work, and then said that after get off work, everyone would have a drink to cool down the heat, and finally stuck out her tongue playfully, and returned to the front desk to pay the cashier with a smile.

When Shi Ling walked to the door of the house, he was already in a state of falling down in the next second. The figure who had been waiting for a rabbit at the door for a long time flickered.

After an unknown amount of time, trapped in the soft quilt, his consciousness came back little by little, Shi Ling rubbed his brows, and slowly opened his eyes.Although his eyes were still a little blurry, the coolness around him made Shi Ling feel comfortable. Shi Ling blinked, and finally saw clearly - a person sitting in the corner of the bed.

That person was like Erha, with a mental retardation in his seemingly serious eyes.

Shi Ling frowned, and said in a hoarse voice, "Xu Qitian, what are you doing?"

Xu Qitian, Shi Ling's colleague, is already in his thirties, and has always maintained a mother's solo and a childlike innocence. He was nicknamed Qi Tian Da Surplus.

Xu Qitian rubbed his hands and grinned, "I don't have classes this afternoon. I'm tired of eating in the cafeteria. I want to come to you for a meal. Who would have thought that you would be so excited to see me, so I just gave a big gift."

Shi Ling lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. His head was so dizzy that he was a little exhausted, and he almost fell back when he just sat up.

"I said, are you suffering from heatstroke? You don't have a fever." Xu Qitian walked over and tried Shi Ling's forehead temperature again, "There is no difference between us."

"I'm not feeling well. I don't have anything to eat today. You can go back." Shi Ling pinched his temples with both hands, his brain hurting suddenly, his throat smelled of rust when he opened his mouth, and his normally clear voice was now extremely hoarse.

"Hey, hey, I ate you for nothing, and you don't want my money. You are sick and I will leave you alone. If those girls in the courtyard find out, they will trample me down?" Xu Qitian stared at him. Shi Ling, who had been lying on the bed for a long time with a weak face, said maliciously: "Are you really not interested? Are you sick like this? If you have to call quickly, being sick is the best assist!"

Shi Ling glanced at Xu Qitian, unable to chat with him uselessly, "Go back, I'll just sleep on my own," Shi Ling thought for a while and then added, "I have a headache because you are dangling in front of my eyes."

After Shi Ling finished speaking, he pointed to his own head, indicating that he was really dizzy.

Xu Qitian had nothing to do, and he didn't want to take care of others, so he could only go back in despair.Xu Qitian took out his phone to unlock it, glanced at the main screen, and sighed in his heart that there was no food in the cafeteria at this time, so he could only find a restaurant along the way and go in to solve the problem.

"Then you can rest by yourself. If you feel uncomfortable, call me, and I will send you directly to the emergency department of the hospital. I will give you a shot of safekeeping medicine until you are cured."

Shi Ling gave him a cool look, and Xu Qitian innocently made a gesture of spreading his hands, then closed the door for him tenderly and considerately, and left.

Shi Ling grabbed a pillow beside the bed, put it on his back and leaned over, closed his eyes and panted slowly, finally feeling clean.Thinking of Xu Qitian's lover, Shi Ling laughed at himself. A person like him would never want to experience the heart-pounding feeling of liking someone again.

He was also young, and he also showed the softest place to the other party. He wanted to be gently comforted and kissed, but what he got instead was a bloody wound.

Who knows how it will be ruined if it is sent out again.

The air conditioner in the room was blowing, and there was a constant cool breeze blowing on his face. Shi Ling slid back into the bed again. After taking off his glasses, he had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, as clear as summer well water, refreshing.

And the boring and rigid frame seems to be specially reserved to cut off those unnecessary peach blossoms. Maybe nothing can enter his heart except those literature books.

Shi Ling hugged the quilt, turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was completely dark outside, and the room was silent.Shi Ling crawled out of the quilt with messy hair.Feeling that his shoulders and back were a little stiff from sleeping, Shi Ling simply stretched his limbs, shook his neck, and walked out holding his shoulders.

Shi Ling, who hadn't had a drop of water except for breakfast, was finally a little hungry. He touched his head, and the dizziness was no longer so serious.Shi Ling walked to the refrigerator with his slippers on, took out the last two eggs, and went to the kitchen to order a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

I'm not in the mood to make something rich for myself, just fill my stomach.The screen of the mobile phone kept jumping, and Shi Ling gently placed his finger on the fingerprint to unlock it. As expected, it was all news from Xu Qitian.

"Hey, are you still alive?" from Qi Tian Da Yu Xu.

Shi Ling didn't wear glasses, and the phone was a little close to his face.After reading Xu Qitian's string of inconsequential messages, he didn't want to pay attention to it, and was afraid that this person would call him in the middle of the night and bomb him. Shi Ling thought about it, in order not to be noisy, it's better to pay attention to it.

"I'm awake, I'm fine." Shi Ling said concisely.

"Hehe, you're really awake? Isn't it sleepwalking? Well, as long as you're fine, brother can go wandering!"

"Well, don't miss class tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I got it and I haven't forgotten, they are all a group of talented seedlings."

The phone finally returned to a black screen, Shi Ling leaned back on the chair, and Xu Qitian probably went to play games again, as long as there is no major incident, it must be rain or shine.

Although Shi Ling is not easy to get close to on weekdays, he is not such an arrogant person. It's just that he smiles and talks to you, but you can't see the meaning in his eyes clearly, and you don't know his happiness or anger.

Although Xu Qitian was born with few tendencies, he was strict as a counselor, and Shi Ling's personality matched unexpectedly.

After all, you can't beat an optimist away.

The next day, Shi Ling had no class, and when it was lunch time, he put down his books and stared helplessly at the empty refrigerator, only then did Shi Ling realize that there was no food at home.After eating the last peach on the coffee table, Shi Ling put on his hat and went out.

When passing by "Bi Hai Qing Tian" again, Shi Ling remembered that this was the bookstore from yesterday, and after looking carefully at this moment, he realized that it was a bookstore integrating rest and reading.

It's just that he was stunned for a while, and An Ru, who was sharp-eyed, spotted him. The simple striped shirt and baseball cap matched, although the brim of the hat covered his face, An Ru still recognized the man who passed by yesterday with only half of his fair chin. The temperamental male god happily waved to him through the glass.

Shi Ling smiled politely, and walked in after a little hesitation. After all, the girl was also kind yesterday, so she should go in to thank her.

Then Shi Ling was pushed down on the stool by Anru, drinking the latest drink, flipping through the magazines on the table.

The drink was a little too sweet, Shi Ling frowned, puffed up his cheeks slightly, curled his lips quietly, the small movements that didn't fit his identity revealed the fact that he disliked the taste.

The magazines at hand were full of entertainment news, and Shi Ling looked through them, but he was really not interested in these people with the same appearance. Maybe he was blind and couldn't tell the difference between people.

Shi Ling subconsciously raised his hand to check the time, but his empty wrist reminded him that he left in a hurry and didn't wear a watch.Shi Ling had no choice but to look on his phone. It wasn't too early. If he didn't go shopping now, he would hit the evening peak in half an hour at most, and even the supermarket would be crowded.

An Ru sent Shi Ling away with a smile. As soon as she got back to her seat, she saw her boss coming down from the second floor, and the boss stared in the direction of the door in a daze.

Fu Bai stared at the passing figure just now. Although he couldn't see the face clearly, he also knew that it was unlikely to be the person he was thinking of, but just with that vague glance, it would evoke endless thoughts and thoughts in his heart. remember.

"Who is that?" Fu Bai's uncharacteristically gentle tone made Anru's hair stand on end. Today's boss is not normal!

An Ru thought for a while, and replied: "It's still the customer who almost fainted from heat stroke yesterday, and came over today to thank you."

"Oh..." Fu Bai smiled, with an unstoppable disappointment on his face.This kind of behavior is not quite like the person in his impression, the talented and intelligent person, but shy and reticent.

What's more, even if that person comes back, maybe the last thing he wants to see is himself.

Shi Ling looked at the dishes in the refrigerator contentedly, closed the door of the refrigerator in a good mood, picked out the most pleasing peach, washed it clean, held it and gnawed it.

Although the drinks in that bookstore were not very tasty, the environment was good. Shi Ling didn't like to stay in the school library very much. Every time he went to the library, he could always be observed secretly by various girls, making him uncomfortable.

Shi Ling gnawed at the peaches, and decided to go to Bihaiqingtian to stay after class. Anyway, it was a waste of time, so it was better to find a comfortable environment, and the decoration and color of Bihaiqingtian were very suitable for his aesthetics from the inside out.

Shi Ling suddenly found it interesting for no reason, and became a little curious about the bookstore owner.

An Ru happily watched Shi Ling enter the store again. Under the warm yellow light, the coldness softened, and Shi Ling's delicate face became more and more gentle in the gap between the wooden bookshelves.

The bookstore is quiet and comfortable, the aroma in the corner is not pungent, and the faint smell is just right.

This was what Fu Bai saw when he went downstairs. On the seat by the window, a man with a pointed chin was holding a book and reading it seriously, with his thin lips tightly pressed, as if he was stuck between the lines.The frame of the mirror slipped down the bridge of the nose inadvertently, a slender and bony hand stretched out, pushed it back slowly with a little force with the fingertips, and read with a focused and serious expression.

Like an elf that suddenly appeared in the forest, it was more like an illusory dream than a beautiful yearning.

Fu Bai stopped on the spot in a daze, afraid that he would disturb the elf-like person by making a sound.