Qinghong

Ning Hong didn't sit at my house for too long, and left after watching the cat for a while.

I simply packed up my luggage. I had a three-day holiday on May [-]st, and I flew from Tianjin to Xi'an for two hours. After all the calculations, I just stayed at home for a little more than a day.

Before leaving, Ning Hong asked me: "Mr. Zou, when is your flight ticket?"

"NO.30 05:30 pm." I said.

He asked, "Air China?"

"Hmm." I nodded.

When he asked this sentence, I didn't think much about it. I didn't realize it until I got on the plane and a tall and slender man sat on the right hand side.I looked sideways at Ning Hong: "Are you following me?"

"Which time do you mean?" Ning Hong didn't feel guilty at all, and seemed to be enjoying it.

His words reminded me of the time when I just received the news of Ning Qing's death, and I often felt that a certain passer-by who passed by looked like Ning Qing very much.I thought I was hallucinating because of my lovesickness, and when I was mentioned by Ning Hong, and then I thought of his annoying behavior, he might have started following me since then.

When I checked in, I deliberately chose the window seat in the back row. First, I could enjoy the scenery outside the window. Second, it was close to the toilet, which was convenient for solving personal problems.Now being blocked by Ning Hong, I was just stuck in the narrow space between the seat and the window, and I had to go through Ning Hong when I came out and in, which was not only inconvenient, but also extremely annoying.

There was a loud engine sound, and the plane turned into the runway, preparing to taxi.I turned my head and looked out of the window. In the blue sky, white clouds like cotton candy were hanging one after another. Accompanied by the noise, the plane accelerated to take off, and the scene on the ground changed from big to small. The tilted fuselage went straight into the sky like an arrow piercing the clouds. .

I was obsessed with looking at the distant scenery, the white clouds piled up like a floating castle in the sky, if people could live in it after death, I would envy Ning Qing.

Ning Hong looked at Zou Lansheng's side face, he restrained his fingers, and put his arm lightly on the other's elbow, his movements were cautious as if he was afraid of disturbing the fragile bird.Zou Lansheng has a gentle appearance and extremely beautiful eyes. Ning Hong has heard his brother praise him countless times, and through the slender metal frame, he can glimpse a touch of surprise.

Before Ning Qing passed away, Ning Hong met Zou Lansheng twice under his brother's name. He did not lie, although Zou Lansheng did not want to believe it.Ning Hong and Ning Qing are brothers of the same egg, they eat and live together, and it is easy to imitate each other's every move, every word and deed.

Zou Lansheng in front of Ning Qing is far less vigilant than he is now, with a leisurely and relaxed posture, relying on intimate conversation, and two or three sentences of innocuous humor. After just getting along with each other twice, Ning Hong understood Ning Qing's hidden ways. Ching is a stingy squirrel with a hidden gold acorn.

Ning Hong's replacement of Ning Qing was not Ning Qing's acquiescence. Ning Qing had two temporary missions and was unable to attend the appointment, so he called Zou Lansheng to express his apology. Out of curiosity, Ning Hong pretended to be Ning Qing and appeared in front of Zou Lansheng, just saying a few words Reasons to fool the past.Ning Hong didn't talk much to avoid revealing his identity. He listened intently to Zou Lansheng's slow speech. The gentle professor seemed to be complaining and coquettishly said: "Ning Qing, what did you agree to bring me a gift? Did you forget again?"

Zou Lansheng likes gifts, Ning Hong thought, or maybe he doesn't care about gifts, he only cares about the giver.

If Ning Qing was alive, Ning Hong would never dare to have such absurd thoughts. Ning Qing would break his legs and throw him into the Haihe River and sink to Bohai Bay.But Ning Qing died, Ning Hong stared at Zou Lansheng's side face, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, like a vicious corona snake, Ning Qing's relics should belong to him, including Zou Lansheng.

When the plane was running smoothly, I turned my head, and Ning Hong handed me a blanket: "If you are sleepy, just sleep for a while."

"Thank you." I took the blanket and put it over my lap.

The flight attendant pushed the cart loaded with drinks and parked beside the seat. Ning Hong said, "A glass of Sprite, what does Lan Sheng want to drink?"

"Orange juice," I said.

Ning Hong took the orange juice from the flight attendant, put it on the small table in front of me, and asked considerately, "What else do you want? I'll get it for you."

"No need." I said, "Thank you." I suddenly remembered what he promised me, "You go to Xi'an, what about the cat?"

"I'll take another flight back when I land in Xi'an." He shrugged, "I work at the airport and have many friends, so I can go back wherever I want."

He took this flight to find me, no matter how disgusting his previous behavior was, at this moment, my heart was slightly touched.

"I thought, sitting in the seat for two hours, you can't go anywhere, we can talk." Ning Hong said, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep."

"Say what?" Seeing that he made a special trip to accompany me, I decided to show more patience on him.

"What kind of person do you like?" Ning Hong asked.

"Your brother is like that." Since Ning Hong knew that I liked Ning Qing, I opened my mouth and said.

"..." Ning Hong choked, with annoyance in his words, "I shouldn't have asked."

"What else? Ask quickly, don't ask me to sleep." I said.

"Are your parents retired?" Ning Hong asked.

"What about household registration?" I glanced at him, "My mother is in business, and my father is a civil servant. What about you?"

"I don't have parents." Ning Hong said, "My parents used to be in the furniture business. When my brother and I took the college entrance examination, my father died in a car accident and my mother committed suicide."

"..." I looked at Ning Hong in astonishment, unable to say words of comfort for a long time.

"It sounds very miserable, right." Ning Hong smiled relaxedly, "Actually, my dad was in a car accident on the way to see his little lover. My mom didn't know, she's so stupid."

There was a bit of sympathy in my heart, my father cheated like me, and my mother could find a better one, but she only wanted to get back together with my father.

"Teacher Zou." Ning Hong said carelessly, "I'm so miserable, please treat me better."

"According to your theory, if you squat on the curb with a bowl and sell it miserably, everyone in the country will have to pay you." I said angrily, "You should be a little self-aware."

He suddenly approached me, nose to nose, startling me, he said: "Am I not good-looking?"

To be honest, Ning Hong and Ning Qing are very similar in appearance, and Ning Hong has a small brown mole at the end of his left eye.Although the two brothers look alike, their temperaments are very different. Ning Qing tends to be cool and handsome, while Ning Hong is more meandering. If Ning Qing is a mountain stream, Ning Hong is a peach blossom in late spring.Getting along with Ning Hong always gave me a vague sense of crisis, as if I was not paying attention, I would be beaten to the bone by him, and I would end up with nothing left.

"Good looking." I said, "Stay away from me." I pushed his shoulders away and warned him again, "Don't force me to beat you."

Ning Hong shrunk his neck, and sat back in his seat obediently, with a straight posture, like a primary school student being criticized: "Oh."

I covered the blanket, thinking that Ning Hong could finally calm down for a while, but he whispered to my ear again: "Mr. Zou, have you ever tasted a man?"

Why is this man so annoying? I turned my head, brushed his lips with the tip of my ear, and stretched out my hand to press him on the back of the seat: "Have you ever tasted the feeling of jumping from a plane without a parachute? Say one more thing, I will let you Try it."

He raised his hands: "I surrender, I'm sorry."

In the past 29 years, except for being ignorant when I was a child, I have hardly touched anyone.In a civilized society, reasoning and rights are disadvantageous, and there is no such thing as a situation where adults roll up their sleeves and fight each other's heads in communication, but Ning Hong repeatedly aroused the violent emotions in my heart.In terms of owed beatings and the speed of admitting mistakes, Ning Hong ranked second, and no one dared to fight for the first place.

He quieted down, and I closed my eyes to pass the remaining hour of the trip by myself.

Ning Hong didn't speak, but I felt bored instead. Thinking of my parents and Zou Haiyang's mess, I had the urge to turn around and go back to Tianjin.

Ning Hong squeezed my fingers: "Teacher Zou, are you asleep?"

I opened my eyes and looked at him.

"You can't sleep anyway, so just chat." He said.

"How do you know I can't sleep?" I really couldn't sleep, and the long-lost rebellious psychology came up, and I wanted to confront him with every word.

He ignored all the wind and asked jokingly, "What kind of movies do you like to watch?"

"Speculation and science fiction." I said, "What about you?"

"Horror movies." He said, "I used to want to study medicine. In the third year of high school, my dad had a car accident and the house was in a mess. My brother and I wanted to save money for the family. We signed up for zero batches together and passed the medical examination smoothly. He was admitted to Public Security University, and I was admitted to Civil Aviation."

"Very good, do you still want to study medicine now?" I asked, and Ning Hong's frankness made me feel a lot better. If he was trying to make up for Ning Qing's concealment of me, then this approach has successfully won my favor. Good impression.

"Forget it, flying a plane is more fun than I thought." He said, smiling at me with his head tilted, "and I can bring you gifts from all over the world."

"Speak as you speak, what do you want me to do." I frowned.

"Where is Teacher Zou? Why do you want to be a teacher?" Ning Hong asked.

"I liked mathematics the most during the three years of high school. When I was in my junior year, I thought about taking a postgraduate entrance examination. After I was admitted, I went to school. I didn't expect to get a doctorate all the way, and I stayed in school to become a teacher." I said, "I have no ambitions, a university teacher. I have a stable and leisurely job, write papers and do research when I have nothing to do, live in the staff room and eat in the cafeteria, and travel during the winter and summer vacations, so I am very comfortable."

"Are you the only child?" Ning Hong asked.

"There is also a younger brother who is nine years younger than me." I said, "I have a weak relationship with my parents, and they rarely care about me."

The endless chat ended when the plane landed. I folded the blanket and returned it to the flight attendant, and asked Ning Hong, "Which plane do you take to go back?"

"It's still Air China, at [-]:[-]." Ning Hong said.

I picked up my bag and got out of the plane, and stepped into the corridor bridge: "Is it worth it to accompany me?"

"It's worth it." Ning Hong said, "If I don't come this time, I will find a way to obtain your family information in the future, and I don't know how many times I will be beaten by you."

"I didn't mean to punch you," I said, "You're too much."

The two of us walked towards the exit side by side, and Ning Hong stuffed me with a lychee-flavored lollipop: "For you, I wish you a happy home."

"Thank you." I noticed that he would bring me gifts every time he came, "Don't spend any more money in the future."

"You like presents." He said firmly, "Take it."