Sound waves

When Shu Mingxuan entered, there was already noise from the kitchen. He took off his clothes, put the soy milk and fried dough sticks on the table, and yelled inside.

"I bought breakfast, teacher don't make it."

There was the sound of washing dishes, and Shu Mingxuan walked in.

Ouyang Qing was washing the pot that made Jiuniang Yuanzi the day before in the sink under the window, and he put his arms around Ouyang Qing's waist from behind.

Ouyang Qing was startled and trembled all over.

"What's the boss doing?" he asked.

As before, Shu Mingxuan buried his head in the crescent of his neck and rubbed against his body, smelling the smell of his body. Thinking of last night, after five years of sharing the same bed, he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

"Teacher, let me wash the dishes."

Ouyang Qing didn't say anything, but washed the pot and put it on the drainer.

"Eat and eat."

Shu Mingxuan pushed him to sit at the dining table, put soybean milk and fried dough sticks on him, and thoughtfully peeled a boiled egg.

Ouyang Qing was silent and had breakfast with Shu Mingxuan.

When he was about to finish eating, Shu Mingxuan couldn't help but say what he had thought up: "Teacher... the house here is a bit old. I can see that there are traces of mold on the corners of the balcony, and the top floor is prone to water leakage."

Ouyang Qing was silent.

"Besides, it's a bit difficult for me to climb the fifth floor. There is no elevator here. The surrounding environment is also relatively poor..."

"What does Boss Shu want to say?"

"Oh, what I mean is..." Shu Mingxuan smiled, "Do you want to move to live with me? I can take care of the teacher. There is still a car at home, and it will not be too far for the teacher to go to work. Just put your foot on the accelerator and come from Guomao, isn't it..."

But at the end he couldn't go on.

Ouyang Qing kept silent, which made him even regret what he had said.

"If you don't want to—"

"Did Boss Shu misunderstand something?" Ouyang Qing didn't look at him, put her hands under the table, and looked down at the table.

"what?"

"You introduced me to a job, and you gave me face to participate in the school dubbing competition." Ouyang Qing said, "Last night... that was a reward for gratitude... I know I have nothing else to give you. Boss Shu If you want this, I'll give it to you. Not wrong, right?"

Shu Mingxuan felt like a basin of cold water poured down on his head.

"Teacher, how can you say that!"

"Otherwise?" Ouyang Qing asked him.

"Between us, last night... Could it be—"

" Between us?" Ouyang Qing asked back, "Last night?"

He slowly raised his eyes to look at Shu Mingxuan.

The eyes are cold and clear, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Just sleep for one night and want to move in together? Boss Shu wants to hide in a golden house and keep me? Then my price is not cheap."

Shu Mingxuan took a deep breath, and tightly clenched his fists to prevent himself from flipping the table and scolding Ouyang Qing.

"I haven't forgotten the teacher for so many years. Haven't I said enough? Haven't I expressed enough?" He asked hoarsely.

Ouyang Qing chuckled lightly.

"I understand." He sighed.

The veins on Shu Mingxuan's forehead popped up, he couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed: "You know what a fart!"

Ouyang Qing looked at him: "Don't forget, I was the one who proposed the separation back then."

"Do you want to mention the breakup back then?" Shu Mingxuan's eyes were red, "When you said you wanted to break up, someone gave me a message. I was still abroad, bought a ticket for the day, and sat on the bus for more than ten hours. When I came back from the economy class, I came back to look for you without taking a sip of the water after the plane landed. What about you? You threw away all my things and refused to even see me face to face. Don’t the teacher think you should give me an explanation?”

"Then what does Boss Shu want to explain? Reunion after a broken mirror, splitting the hairpins and reconciling the treasures, and reconciling the words?"

"Why did you break up with me, teacher." Shu Mingxuan asked, "We were so good back then... You said you wanted to be with me. I'll go abroad to find a place, go through the formalities... rent a church, rent a dress... I have booked plane tickets for my family and friends. The rings...the rings are all bought, right? Why do we have to separate them?"

"There's no reason." Ouyang Qing said flatly, "I'm a university teacher, and I'm also a respectable person in the circle. If I marry a man, do I still want to work again? Do I still want my face?"

Shu Mingxuan felt that the cold knife pierced his heart again five years later, and the pain was so bloody.

The day is getting brighter.

Doves are buzzing in the sky.

Two people sat at opposite ends of the dining table.

so close.

so far away.

After an unknown amount of time, Ouyang Qing entered the bedroom, took out his clothes, took her own scarf and hat, and handed them to him.

Shu Mingxuan stood up silently, got dressed, walked to the door, put on his coat, opened the door and went out.

"Boss Shu."

Shu Mingxuan looked back at him.

"That night, when I was looking for the remote control after packing up the bedding at your house, I opened the drawer."

Shu Mingxuan was taken aback.

"The drawers are all my old works." Ouyang Qing said, "It looks familiar to me. At that time, Boss Shu was looking for resources on the Internet and recording them on TV. It has been recorded for many years, and it wasted a lot of your hard work. .I know. I'm very grateful."

"teacher……"

"Nowadays, CD players and VCD players have been eliminated. There are not a few companies that produce CDs left in the world... Throw them away as soon as possible, and don't keep them to take up space." Ouyang Qing said.

Shu Mingxuan's eyes reminded Ouyang Qing of a wounded wolf in the desert.

"Ouyang Qing, I'm a bitch if I like you." He said every word.

After saying this, he slammed the door from the outside.

Turned around and went downstairs.

In places that Shu Mingxuan didn't see.

Ouyang Qing leaned against the door, covered her mouth, tears fell wildly.

After a while, he whimpered, slid down the door and sat on the ground.

Embarrassed.

The author says:

...I still feel that the division is appropriate... (worried author)

There will be no more tomorrow.