lone bird

Shi An was sitting on that black swivel chair that was the same as that of everyone in the room, with one hand resting on the table and holding a black signature pen in his hand. A joking smile, with sunshine on his shoulders, and a little bit of warmth hidden in his hair.

Yan Feilan didn't dare to look at Shi'an too much, he lowered his head after just one glance.

Inside and outside the door, the people in the house and the people standing at the door are two worlds, and they belong to two worlds.

A world is one with direct sunlight.

A world is sunny even if it is not cloudy.

Tokigi, who is as warm and brave as a sunflower, should sit in the sun, calm and relaxed as if he has everything under his control. He seems to be born to sit there and be loved by others and loved by the world.

And Yan Feilan felt that he was just a bird whose wings were so wet from the rain that he could not even fly. It should not be delusional to stay forever, his world is not a picturesque shore but a sky full of dark clouds.

"Are there any questions?" Shi An asked Zhan Ming who went to the door to pick up the takeaway.

"No problem, sorry, I wish you a pleasant meal, goodbye."

The door of the teaching and research room was closed, but Shi An didn't look back in time, he lowered his head and took out his cell phone to send a text message to Yan Feilan.

[Didn't you say that you went to Century Avenue to apply for a job? 】

Century Street is the CBD of Baijiang, and there are countless cubicles standing there wantonly devouring the last bit of goodwill towards the world. Shi An remembers clearly that when he called Yan Feilan just now, Yan Feilan said work The search went smoothly, and the boss agreed to let Yan Feilan come to work first to adapt without talking a few words.

Hearing what Yan Feilan said, Shi An was really happy for Yan Feilan in his heart for a long time, and also a little bit of love for this increasingly bastard world.

Yan Feilan's reply was simply unreasonable.

【Um. 】

Ok.

Ok?

Shi An frowned and stared at the phone screen, completely devoid of the mood to eat.

Well, what's the point?

He typed on the keyboard again, and edited a message angrily.

[What do you deserve?Who applied for a job with bleeding forehead?If you don't go to the hospital to clean the wound, why are you standing at the door of my teaching and research room? 】

Yan Feilan was injured, Shi An didn't see where his wound was just now and didn't know if the wound was grim, he just felt that the bloodstain above Yan Feilan's brow bone looked really glaring, Shi An frowned Waiting for the reply, he didn't even find the chopsticks handed over by the students.

"Old time!" the student shouted deliberately.

Shi An raised his head and asked, "Why so loud, I'm not deaf."

Zhan Ming took the chopsticks from his classmate and handed them to Shi An, saying, "Let's eat, Teacher Shi, we still have a lot of things to tidy up after dinner."

Yan Feilan didn't reply to Shi'an's message for the whole noon. Shi'an ate half a bowl of rice puffed up. After eating, in order to get rid of the breath that was stuck in his heart, he bought the mineral spring from the vending machine in a daze. The water was drunk.

Teacher Shi in the afternoon was obviously not as focused as Teacher Shi in the morning. When he was talking about a few pages of cases, he had to glance at his phone. Every time he glanced at his lips, he had to move his lips a few times. You can analyze it from Teacher Shi’s expression without knowing lip language. , when the teacher scolded people, it was really dirty.

It was too late for Shi An not to be an international student, so he sorted things out and made an appointment with everyone for tomorrow, he waved everyone to break up, fell on the seat by himself and left with a long and heavy sigh , unconsciously covered his stomach that had been hurting all afternoon.

At noon, he ate with anger, and poured cold water after eating, Shi An felt that he deserved to be hurt to death today.

"Teacher Shi, are you okay?"

Shi An nodded and said: "It's nothing serious, let's go quickly, your classmates are all gone."

Zhan Ming stood there with no intention of moving, but he smiled with the meaning of respecting his teacher: "Mr. Shi, you are not feeling well. Let me take you home, or go to the hospital?"

"No need." Shi An was still polite and polite: "I have nothing to do, just take a rest, you go first."

Zhan Ming will perfectly interpret the four characters of perseverance: "Mr. Shi, don't be brave. I know you are uncomfortable. You can't drive like this. Where are the car keys? I'll see you off."

When Shi An was uncomfortable, his temper was at its worst, especially at noon when he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent it. Now he faced Zhan Ming endlessly and became even more angry.

When he was angry, An still remembered his identity as a people's teacher, and although he said it bluntly, he still kept a three-pointed sympathy: "Zhan Ming, it's okay for the teacher, thank you for your concern for the teacher, but you will make the teacher It's even more uncomfortable, can you let me rest here alone for a while?"

Zhan Ming immediately became a little embarrassed.

No matter how nice the words are, it is an order to chase away guests. In just a few words, Shi An rarely called his teacher, and he emphasized the status of himself and Zhan Ming with just two words. The last euphemistic question was replaced by Shi An's usual tone. Don't mind your own business, just shut up and disappear.

"Okay?" Seeing that Zhan Ming was a little embarrassed, Shi An ignored the embarrassment as much as possible and asked again: "Can the teacher rest here alone for a while?"

"I'm sorry, Teacher Shi." Zhan Ming bowed nervously to Shi'an: "I... I... I, I didn't mean to disturb you, I... I'm sorry, Teacher Shi, I'm leaving first, you Call me anytime if you need help."

The door of the teaching and research room was slammed shut, Shi An sighed again, he leaned back, with his neck resting on the back of the chair, he touched his cell phone and called Yan Feilan.

Pretend not to see with a guilty conscience, this is Yan Feilan's usual tactic.

If you send a text message to question, you will definitely not get a reply. When you go home at night and talk face to face, Shi An is afraid that Yan Feilan may have misunderstood something, so he is going to make a phone call and communicate in a tactful manner.

The phone was connected, and the sound of the wind from over there seemed to sweep the fluttering Shi An into the sky through the receiver.

"Where are you?" Kishi asked.

What Yan Feilan said over there, Shi An didn't hear clearly, he rubbed his stomach and said, "Yan Feilan, find a place to stop the car and talk to me again, I can't hear clearly."

In about two seconds, the wind on the phone disappeared, and then Yan Feilan gasped, and he asked Shi An: "What's wrong?"

There was some sweat on Shi An's painful forehead, he raised his hand to wipe it off and asked Yan Feilan, "Where are you now?"

"On Tongjiang Road." Yan Feilan answered honestly.

"Where are you going?"

"Civilized Community, Unit 1, Unit 501, Building [-]."

Yan Feilan almost told Shi An the address of the consignee on the list.

"What time are you coming home tonight?"

Shi An's question stumped Yan Feilan, and Yan Feilan didn't know when he would go home from work. When he went to apply for the job, he agreed with the boss that he would set his own commute time, but he still received orders every day. If the task is exceptionally completed, additional money will be added, and if the task is not completed, the guaranteed minimum salary of the day will be fully deducted.

Today's order was finished in one afternoon, and now Yan Feilan wants to earn more money, so that he can pay the rent to Shi'an, or...

Or find a house to live by yourself.

"I asked you when you'd be home tonight."

Yan Feilan licked his dry lips and said, "I don't know, I'll do it as soon as possible."

Shi An was silent. It was the first time he really knew that the food delivery company opened on the side of Century Street. It turned out that there was an advertisement for the recruitment of food delivery staff on the door of a certain storeroom in a certain office building in the CBD.

"Ah, yes!" Yan Feilan suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly added: "I have to go home and cook for you! When do you get off work? I'll go back after delivering the order."

Shi An frowned and said, "No need, you can wait for me at the entrance of Wenming Community, I will drive to pick you up."

"No." Yan Feilan refused categorically: "If you come to pick me up, I don't have a place to park the battery car. Just go home first. I'll ride back by myself after delivering the order."

Shi An hung up the phone.

He didn't plan to pick up Yan Feilan anymore, he packed up his things and ignored his aching stomach, Shi An walked out of the teaching building with his head down.

"Hey, isn't this the hour teacher?"

Shi An didn't expect to run into the vice principal of their school by chance when he came to work overtime.

"Principal Jiang." Shi An's smile was full of a professional smirk: "Isn't this a holiday? Why are you still at school?"

Principal Jiang's scrutinizing eyes made Shi An inexplicably upset. Shi An just wanted to be polite and leave, but he didn't have that ability.

"Didn't I know our teacher was here when I was young, so I came here specially?"

"Principal Jiang was joking, what's the point?" Shi An scolded these bastards who were so rotten from the heart to the skin that they were not even scum, but he still firmly remembered the last time he had dinner. The thing about touching his thigh under the table.

"Look, our teacher is thin-skinned when I was young, and you blushed when I didn't say a few words." Principal Jiang took a step forward, and he asked again: "Teacher Xiao, are you shy with me?" Is it?"

Shi An wanted to vomit, nothing else but really wanted to vomit, he ran away from Principal Jiang, turned around the door, bent down and vomited upside down in the small flower bed by the door.

When he straightened up again, Principal Jiang was no longer standing there.

He took a bottle of mineral water from the trunk of the car, rinsed his mouth and sat in the car, he stared at the teaching building in front of him and thought, he must have been fooled by lard to think that the school is the cleanest place .

Now it seems that it is not the school that is clean, it is what they desperately wanted to escape from, and it is the school days that they have [-] words and despises.

Shi An curled his lips. He felt that he seemed to like recalling the past more and more recently. He threw the bottle of mineral water he drank twice on the co-pilot. He drove out of the school, and when he drove on the main road, he set up the navigation. It's the supermarket near my home.