waiting for dawn

Qin Liming stirred the bowl of noodles, and it was red and sour. Zhang Tuming watched him suck the noodles into his mouth coldly, and couldn't help thinking that eating spicy food with injuries on his body really made him feel sick. Not long enough.

In fact, not only the arms, but also the face was scratched, but it was on the side of the face, Zhang Tuming couldn't see it clearly.

He simply stretched out two fingers to pinch his chin, Qin Liming's mouth was still full of puffy face, this time, he almost sprayed out the face.

Zhang Tuming didn't care about him, he made him tilt his head a little bit, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, although it was swollen, but the broken skin was not big, generally speaking, it was a negligible spot hurt.

After Zhang Tuming read it, he threw him away immediately, and Qin Liming started to chew belatedly, "Is there something on my face?"

Zhang Tuming didn't answer him, and began to eat noodles with his head down.

"That Tu Ming..." Qin Liming opened his mouth again, "I really didn't cry today."

Zhang Tuming still didn't bother to talk to him, so he said to himself, "I'm just agitated, it looks like I'm crying, but in fact there are no tears in my eyes at all."

"Then how can there be tears?" Zhang Tuming picked a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, "Will you cry when you are beaten?"

"This... I haven't been beaten either."

"You are such a weak chicken, you will cry after you beat it twice."

"It's just that I have a poor sense of balance, but I'm actually very strong." Qin Liming was eager to defend himself, "Look at me eating so much, few people can beat me when it comes to arm wrestling."

Zhang Tuming didn't see that Qin Liming had the ability to speak out loudly, so he snorted and asked, "How did your wife fall in love with you?"

"Shanshan? She's my high school junior, and she went to college in the same city. I chased her first..."

Zhang Tuming interrupted him, "Is your wife taller than you? Standing together is very uncoordinated."

Qin Liming lowered his eyes in embarrassment, "Shanshan is 175, I am 178, I should be taller."

"You have 178?"

"It's not like that." Qin Liming smiled unnaturally, "I'm a little hunchbacked."

It wasn't a matter of hunchback, Zhang Tuming glanced at his face from the corner of his eye, the problem was something else.

After chatting for a few words, Qin Liming's expression gradually relaxed. He probably took this chatter as Zhang Tuming's initiative to show his favor, and even scratched his head with a smile, "It's better for Tuming's gene. so tall."

"No matter how good the genes are, haven't they been put to sleep by your father?"

Qin Liming's smile froze, Zhang Tuming glanced at him, pushed the bowl away, "I'm full, I'll go up first."

Qin Liming also quickly took the remaining bite of noodles into his mouth, and while wiping his mouth, he caught up with Zhang Tuming, "Let's go together..."

Lu Shan was not at home again.

According to Qin Liming, she is on the night shift again today, but this night shift is a bit too frequent.

Both of them were full of travel and dust, especially Qin Liming, who was in a mess, but even so, he still had time to block the door of the bathroom to educate Zhang Tuming.

There were still traces of chili oil on the corner of his mouth. Zhang Tuming couldn't bear to look straight at him, so he turned his eyes away. Qin Liming spoke very fast, as if he was afraid that Zhang Tuming would run away, "You must never go to work in that kind of place again. , if you need money, you can tell me."

"That means you can work in another place?"

Qin Liming thought carefully for two seconds, "No way."

"Go away."

Qin Liming was extremely persistent, "You have to promise me."

"Qin Liming." Zhang Tuming said suddenly, "Instead of focusing on me every day, you should think more about yourself. Your wife doesn't want you to touch her, does she?"

Qin Liming let out an "ah" belatedly.

"I let you sleep on the sofa twice in three days, and within 3 minutes of doing things, you screamed louder than your wife. Listen to my advice, go to bed early, and take some kidney-tonifying medicine when you have nothing to do."

As expected, Qin Liming blushed completely again.

He opened his mouth halfway, and couldn't find a suitable rebuttal for a while. Zhang Tuoming pushed him away impatiently, "Wipe your mouth clean."

Until Zhang Tuming finished taking a shower, Qin Liming was still sitting on the sofa.

Instead, he took off the dirty clothes on his body and put on the big vest and cartoon big pants that he usually wears at home. He propped his hands on his knees, and there was a bit of exquisite powder on the knee joints and hand joints. Not too good, looking worried.

Zhang Tuming turned a corner in front of the bedroom door, turned around and walked to the sofa, kicked the sofa leg, "Autistic?"

Qin Liming raised his head, bitter and bitter, "Did you really hear that?"

Zhang Tuming gave a light "hmm".

"The house is not very soundproof, I will pay attention next time."

"Only once or twice a month, it doesn't make much difference whether you pay attention or not."

Qin Liming lowered his head, his ears were red, "How do you know so much?"

"I'm 20, not 10."

"This..." Qin Liming's voice was soft and low, "I'm a man after all, it's not good for you to say that about me."

Zhang Tuming held back his laughter, "Say you can't do it?"

Qin Liming moved very slightly, "You can't say men are bad... Actually, I'm pretty good."

This time, Zhang Tuming couldn't help laughing out loud, of course, it was a mocking laugh.

Qin Liming probably also realized that he was talking nonsense, and quickly got up and rushed into the bedroom. Zhang Tuming laughed again, put the towel in his hand on his bare shoulders, and kicked open the door of the second bedroom not very gently.

The next morning, Qin Liming rarely called him.

Breakfast was reserved for him, a sandwich he made himself, with a soft-boiled egg in it, which tasted much better than the pancakes before, and it was placed on a small powder blue plate.

There were three more sandwiches, one of which was probably for Lu Shan, but Zhang Tuming's appetite was rare, so he stuffed all three sandwiches into his stomach.

It was also because Qin Liming didn't call him that he was late.

When he entered the classroom, he happened to catch up with Qin Liming on his shift tour. If it was in the past, Qin Liming would definitely have tried to teach him a few words, but today, his eyes obviously dodged, and he let Zhang Tuming enter the classroom swaggeringly. .

He still reads early and goes to bed, and sleeps until the second period of Qin Liming's class before waking up.

Qin Liming's silly hat was still wearing short sleeves, and the scratches from last night had turned from bright red to light brown, and because the color had darkened, it looked even more abrupt.

"Huh?" Bean Sprouts also noticed it, and whispered, "Why did this big baby fall like this?"

Zhang Tuming frowned, "What do you call him?"

"Big baby." Bean Sprouts said casually, "That's what they're all called."

"why?"

"Look tender."

"Where is it tender?"

Bean Sprouts covered his face with a book, because Zhang Tuming rarely had a good chat with him, and at this time he was also in high spirits, and analyzed clearly: "Look... First of all, he is white, and secondly, he has a very pure face. Don't smile. When I was young, I was a cold little white flower full of alienation, and she was very cute when she smiled. She is over 20 and has more collagen on her face than me, so it is so painful."

Zhang Tuming glanced at Bean Sprout's skinny cheeks, and snorted softly, "What collagen? Steamed stuffed bun face."

"Have you ever seen such a small bun face?"

"That's the little bun."

"What about a pointed chin?"

"It's broken."

Bean sprouts sneered twice, "Do you have any prejudice against him?"

"I'm not that boring." Zhang Tuming put his feet on the chair legs in the front row, "It's you who caught a man and praised him, didn't you?"

Before Zhang Tuming finished speaking, Bean Sprouts strongly denied it, "You think too much brother, I can't stand up to a man, unless he wears a wig and JK to seduce me in front of me..."

"Do you think he will?"

"No." Bean sprouts smiled and touched Zhang Tuming's elbow, "I said brother, why are you so straight-faced again, I just made a joke, you can't be so serious, right? How could a straight man like Qin wear a skirt..."

Zhang Tuming sat a little further away from him, and at the same time put his pen on the table, "Your little white flower is staring at you right now."

Chenfeng High School suddenly wanted to hold an autumn sports meeting in November, and called on the senior three students to actively participate.

Most of the liberal arts classes are girls, and the few boys seem to be weak, making it difficult for anyone to participate.

Zhang Tuming is a low-key athlete. He played on the school team since he was a child. He almost didn't switch to a sports school in his freshman year of high school.

He didn't want to sign up at first, but the monitor couldn't bear it and begged him for two days. The monitor was a girl, and she was one of the few good students in the class who were willing to complete her homework. Zhang Tuming often copied her homework.

If you accept love, you have to give something in return. Zhang Tuming still knows this.

So the squad leader arranged for him all the men's 1500, men's 800 and men's high jump that no one was willing to sign up for.

In order to express his gratitude, the squad leader invited him to eat a hamburger, which was completely unnecessary for Zhang Tuming.

He is handsome, so there are countless people who have chased him since he was a child, because there are too many, so he is too lazy to distinguish which people are really interested in him.

It is said that the squad leader is a goddess, maybe she is, but it is a pity that Zhang Tu lacks a little sense of beauty for women today, so he is naturally bent.

It is said that the teachers also have competitions, but the competitions are relatively simple, and there are only two events for men, the relay and the 1000-meter long-distance race.

It wasn't until the day of the competition that Zhang Tuming knew that Qin Liming had also participated.

It was a long-distance race, and it was probably because no one participated in it and was forced to carry the top bag. Zhang Tuming found that Qin Liming was really not afraid of the cold. When everyone looked over, he was the only one wearing short sleeves and shorts.

The sun was not bad that day, Zhang Tuming lay down on the stands, and rolled his school uniform into a ball as a pillow. Bean Sprouts was afraid that he would be lonely, so he sat beside him to accompany him, but his mood was higher than that of Zhang Tuming Lots of them, and even a pair of small binoculars.

In order to make a sample for the students, the sports meeting started with the teacher's competition, and Bean Sprouts' binoculars were kept on all the time, which made Zhang Tuming curious, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the legs."

Zhang Tuming sat up, "What leg?"

"Qin Liming." Bean Sprouts handed the binoculars to Zhang Tuming, "We discovered it during the sports meeting last year. We can only understand it but not describe it in words."

Zhang Tuming didn't pick up the binoculars, he just squinted his eyes and looked ahead. In fact, there was nothing to see. Qin Liming always dressed in a serious manner to the outside world, but he was not a very strict person at home. He should see what he shouldn't, Zhang Tuming has already seen it.

It is nothing more than slender and straight, with white on the outside, without any sense of power, and it is not attractive to Zhang Tuming.