waiting for dawn

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Tuming slapped him on the back of the head, "I'm afraid that I will meddle in other's business and delay your good affairs with Fan Tao. If you don't get so stuck in gender, it wouldn't be a disadvantage to follow him, right?"

"That's not right." Qin Liming waved his hand quickly this time, "It's better to get stuck."

Zhang Tuming couldn't help laughing out loud. After laughing, he was silent again. He looked at Qin Liming, "How much is the house price in Chenjiang City?"

"Five or six thousand?"

"What about the one near the sea?"

"Seven or eight thousand."

Qin Liming raised his head, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes, "Are you going to develop in Chenjiang City in the future?"

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Tuming pinched one of his cheeks and shook it, "I'm not crazy."

Qin Liming covered the blushing half of his face, "Tu Ming, you, don't..."

"What's the matter!" Zhang Tuming quickly put on an impatient expression, "Starting to be petty again?"

"no……"

Zhang Tuming is very willing to see Qin Liming's unspeakable suffering. It's really refreshing to see. Thinking of this, his eyebrows raised a little again, "It's my grandpa who always treats you poor The place is always on my mind, I think if I make money in the future, it’s not impossible for me to have a whole house here.”

"But at that time, it may not be at this price."

He can't speak well, but he can say a lot of disappointing things. Zhang Tuming glared at him, "That's right, then I won't buy it."

"That's not what I mean. I mean, Grandpa Zhang likes this place. You can bring him to live with me. I'm alone now, and I'm welcome anytime."

Seeing that Zhang Tuming didn't speak, Qin Liming added in a low voice, "I'm just afraid that when you graduate, you will lose contact and you won't want to talk to me anymore."

"Why do you care about you? Are you fragrant? You're going to be so annoying."

Qin Liming smirked along, "I'll take care of you."

Zhang Tuming clenched his fists lightly. Occasionally, he would feel that Qin Liming was sticky and he couldn't get rid of it. His words were always soft and soft, which made it hard for people to get angry. It's like punching the cotton with a punch, making people itchy and itchy.

Qin Liming asked again, "Where does Tu Ming plan to go to university?"

"I don't know if I have studied or not."

"It shouldn't be a problem to go to a junior college, and don't you want to be a soldier, it would be much better to leave college."

I want to go, but I am still worried about Grandpa, but Zhang Tuming has no need to confide in Qin Liming, he just reached out and pinched the other side of Qin Liming's cheek, "Don't worry, I don't care if I read or not. If you don't serve as a soldier, you won't appear in front of your eyes."

In June, the heat is hot, and it is the graduation season of the year.

The school had a holiday on Children's Day, in order to let these high school seniors unload their burdens and take the exam with a relaxed attitude.

Zhang Tuming had never had any burdens, and it was absolutely impossible for him to repeat the book, so he asked Qin Liming to sell all his books, and went home to sleep by himself.

But when he returned to the bed, he couldn't fall asleep again. He rolled on the bed with his limbs wide open, and almost fell under the bed. He was so angry that he thumped out of the bed again, and the bone hurt so badly. bed.

The room was still as small as a cage. Thinking about it, he was "released after serving his sentence", and he had only been able to lie on this bed for a week.

Thinking of this, he sat up suddenly, not because of reluctance, of course, but because of the anxiety caused by heat and cramping.

Just as he was about to go out for a walk, he heard the sound of the key turning the door——Qin Liming came back from the meeting.

Zhang Tuming walked out of the bedroom kicking his slippers, and saw Qin Liming enter the door holding a watermelon bigger than his waist with great difficulty. It was extremely hot outside, and his eyebrows and hair tips were covered with beads of sweat. Knowing if it was an illusion, Zhang Tuming always felt that his whole face looked whiter when he was exposed to the sun.

Zhang Tuming leaned against the door frame to watch him, watching him laboriously move the watermelon into the kitchen, he also followed Qin Liming into the kitchen, Qin Liming first washed his face vigorously under the tap, and then did not wipe it , then took a knife to open the watermelon.

The melon is a good melon, with thin skin and red flesh. Qin Liming turned his head and smiled at Zhang Tuming. He was about to cut the melon into pieces, but Zhang Tuming stood up straight and said, "Isn't it better to eat with a spoon?"

"But there's only one iron spoon."

"what is the relationship?"

Qin Liming didn't argue with him, but nodded with a smile, carried the melon into the living room, took out the spoon and handed it to Zhang Tuming, "Eat it."

Zhang Tuming ate to his heart's content, and when he couldn't eat any more, he gave the spoon to Qin Liming again, but Qin Liming didn't take it, "Go ahead and eat."

"What, hate me?"

"No." Qin Liming didn't know what to say, "Don't you like to use the same tableware with others?"

Zhang Tuming snorted coldly, "I've kissed you before, isn't it ridiculous to say these things now?"

Qin Liming had an ostrich mentality, he buried his head deeply after hearing this, and only held the spoon firmly in his palm.

Zhang Tuming moved closer, "Why? Are you blushing?"

Qin Liming stepped back a little, "No."

"You're really interesting." Zhang Tuming raised his hand and pinched his chin to force him to look up. "The mouth doesn't look big, but it's quite easy to kiss, and it always blush. You blush when you say something, and blush even when you kiss. You Do you really have no feelings for men?"

Qin Liming stood up holding the spoon, Zhang Tuming saw that even the base of his neck was so red, it looked like cooked shrimp, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "Let me see if I get angry."

"Tu Ming, don't talk nonsense, I really didn't..."

"sit down."

"what?"

Zhang Tuming repeated, "Sit down."

As expected, Qin Liming sat down slowly, and Zhang Tuming said again, "Eat melons."

When he raised his head, he saw Zhang Tuming staring at him with a half-smile. Qin Liming was stunned for a while, then slowly inserted the spoon into the watermelon, and began to eat mouthful after mouthful.

Zhang Tuming walked behind him and stroked his hair, "You are really good."

Although the tone of these words sounded peaceful, they were neither fish nor fowl. Just as Qin Liming wanted to speak, Zhang Tuming called. He pressed Qin Liming's head hard again, and then he answered the phone.

It was from his family, that is, the cousin who helped him take care of his grandfather, saying that his grandfather had a bad heart and was hospitalized.

Zhang Tuming was impatient, and after hanging up the phone, he rushed back to the bedroom, grabbed a t-shirt and put it on, took a few things and planned to go out.

Qin Liming also ran after him, grabbing his shoulder from behind, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Tuming pushed him away, and his tone became stiff, "It has nothing to do with you."

"It's Grandpa Zhang, what's the matter?"

Zhang Tuoming stretched out his arm to block him further away, "Stop meddling in my own business!"