Talking tablemates chase after me

Ding Jinyu took a shower after returning to the house, and rarely lit a cigarette.

Tobacco contains substances that excite the cerebral cortex. The doctor reminded him that smoking at night will increase the substances in the blood that excite the nervous system and affect sleep.

Afterwards, he never smoked after a night run; especially since this was Ming Xi's house, he had never smoked in the room.

Today, for some reason, he accidentally lit a cigarette, and without taking two puffs, he just held the cigarette between his fingers and was in a daze quietly until he was awakened by a knock on the door.

Ming Xi's father came outside the door, holding a cup of hot milk as usual.

Ding Jinyu took the milk and closed the door, smiling helplessly.

Father Ming doesn't bring milk every night, but Ming Xi seems to know that he won't sleep well tonight.

With the glass of milk, he swallowed a sleeping pill prescribed by the doctor, leaned against the bed with the fluffy puppy in his arms, and turned on the laptop beside the bed.

There is no TV in the new house, but fortunately he brought a computer, and he can play that familiar and hilarious sitcom at a suitable volume every night.

Getting used to and learning a person's life often starts with learning how to arrange your own time——

Because no one will tell or urge you what to do at what time.

Ding Jinyu has understood this since a few years ago. He doesn't look like an ordinary good student, but his self-discipline in life is almost terrifying.

There is like a notebook with an alarm clock in his head, and he has always organized his time and schedule in an orderly manner.

Since returning to Panyang City, he has changed the violin practice time to weekends.

He hadn't had time to touch the violin for a long time because he was living in a hotel, and then he was looking for a house and moving for an exam.

Now the weather is gradually entering winter. On a sunny and warm Sunday afternoon, when the bow touched the strings again, it played a melodious and slightly gloomy tone. Even the mahjong-playing ladies next door unconsciously lowered volume.

An unharmonious collision and crisp sound interrupted the originally smooth violin piece "Meditation".

Ding Jinyu held the piano in his hand and opened the door, and saw Ming Mei who was standing at the door broke a glass at his feet.

He quickly used his feet to push the pieces of broken glass away from Ming Mei, squatted down and handed the violin to Ming Mei; Be careful.

"Do you like it?" Ding Jinyu asked, trying to keep her voice soft.

Ming Mei nodded and asked, "Does it have a name?"

Ding Jinyu was stunned, he is not Mingxi, he has no experience with children, "This is a violin."

Mingmei shook her head, "The bunny I'm hugging and sleeping is called Alice, and the music box my brother gave me as a birthday present this year is called Elsa; my brother said, you can give every favorite thing a name."

Holding a sleeping rabbit...

Ding Jinyu looked back at the fluffy puppy he threw on the bed in embarrassment.

"Can we call it Jasmine?" Ming Mei continued to ask.

Ding Jinyu nodded habitually and did not speak. It took a few seconds to react, and said softly, "Okay."

When Ming Xi came home at night, he was surprised to see that the yard was full of his clothes, sheets and quilts to dry; he took them home and shouted to his father who was cleaning the living room——

"dad."

"I'm back." Father Ming turned his head to greet Ming Xi while sweeping the floor.

"Yeah." Ming Xi went into the room and threw the collected things on the sofa, "Dad, when did you wash all the clothes and sheets?"

Father Ming kept moving his hands, "This afternoon."

Ming Xi put away her things and came over to take the broom from her father, but Ming's father withdrew his hand, "That's all, I'll do it."

"You have a bad waist—" Ming Xi patted his father's back, "Go and fold your clothes."

"Then you've been busy all afternoon, isn't your sister bored?" He asked as he took the broom from his father, "Did she not quarrel with you?"

"My sister was not at home all afternoon, and I was reluctant to come back for dinner—" Father Ming straightened the clothes in his hands, "Just now I forcibly brought her back to sleep, but I had a fight with me for a long time, saying that I was going to have sex with 'Jasmine' Play……"

"Jasmine?" Ming Xi stopped what she was doing, and turned to look at her father, "My sister hasn't been out of this yard for a long time, is there any house in this yard where she can stay for an entire afternoon?"

"Your classmate is really capable. He studies well and can play the piano well." Father Ming raised his head and pointed his chin in the direction of Ding Jinyu's room next door. Come on out."

Ming Xi widened her eyes, looking at her father in surprise.

"At first, he brought his younger sister over and said that he would bring him into the house for a playdate. I was not at ease. I stood in the yard and listened for a long time, afraid that your younger sister would suddenly start making trouble..." Father Ming folded his clothes. While rambling: "In the end, I just heard that he played the piano well..."

He folded the returned clothes, got up and walked into the house with his arms in his arms.

"I just don't know who this 'Jasmine' is?" When he passed by Ming Xi, he tilted his head and whispered to Ming Xi: "Is it your classmate's little girlfriend?"

"It's terrible for children nowadays. The son of your Aunt Wang's family next door was caught by his mother to write a love letter to a female classmate when he was only twelve." Ming's father's voice continued to float from the bedroom, "If you say so, It's not surprising that a handsome guy like your classmate has a girlfriend."

Ming Xi listened to her father's words, and stared blankly in the living room with the broom in her hand.

It wasn't until Father Ming put away his clothes and came out of the house again, patted him on the shoulder, that he suddenly came back to his senses.

He heard his father muttering: "Even today, I didn't see any girls coming..."

"Sister is asleep?" He suddenly turned around and asked.

"I played wild during the day, and I didn't take a nap in the afternoon—" Ming's father smiled dotingly, "I'll just touch the pillow right now!"

Ming Xi looked thoughtful, pretending to wave the broom at hand, "What about Ding Jinyu?"

Father Ming walked to the door and poked his head out to have a look, "The lights in the room are all off, have you gone for a run?"

"This kid is really hardworking. His eyes are cold these days, but he still runs every day." He sighed again, walked to the sofa and sat down, "You said such a good kid, parents don't keep him by his side." Don't you feel bad, son?"

Ming Xi listened to the nagging in his ear, lowered his head and quickened the movements in his hands.

"When you bother me and my sister, don't you always say that you want to give us away."

"It's really annoying when it's annoying." Father Ming picked up the thermos bottle and refilled his teacup with hot water, "But even if I don't see you for a long time, I'm too anxious."

"Dad—" Ming Xi swept the trash into the dustpan, looked up and said to Father Ming, "I'm going out for a while."

"Where are you going so late?" Father Ming asked as he put down his teacup.

"I'm going to be a hardworking kid too!"

When Ming Xi spoke, he had already run out of the house, and he heard his father's voice behind him urging——

"Go out at night and watch the road carefully!"

The author has something to say:

He went he went! ! !I am going to arrange a formal meeting with parents (⊙_⊙)