Qinghong

Walking out of the airport, I unwrapped the lollipop that Ning Hong gave me, put the candy in my mouth, lowered my head, opened the taxi app and called an online taxi.I stood on the side of the road and waited. After a while, a white SUV slid up beside me and stopped. I opened the door and sat in: "Zijin Sunshine West Gate, Weiyang District."

"Okay." The master replied.

Four 10 minutes away, 80 yuan was automatically deducted from the mobile phone when I got off the bus, I took the elevator upstairs with my bag on my back, and knocked on the door "dong dong dong".

"Haiyang?" A middle-aged female voice came.

"It's me." I said.

The door opened, revealing a well-maintained and beautiful face, with an expression of disappointment visible to the naked eye: "It's Lan Sheng."

"Yeah." I said, "Haiyang said that May [-]st School has something to do, so I can't come back." I stepped into the house and put on slippers, "There are Gui Faxiang pastries in the bag, the ones my dad said he likes to eat."

"Okay." My mother took my bag, "Busy at work?"

"Not busy." I went into the bathroom to wash my hands.

"Zou Ya, your son is back." Wei Jiaoyue, my mother, raised her voice, "Hurry up and change your shoes, wash your hands and eat."

I thought my dad was off work, so I walked out of the bathroom, took out a napkin and wiped my hands: "Dad."

"It's Lansheng." My dad raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Are you busy with work?"

"It's okay." I said, repeating the reason for coming back, "I have something to do on May [-]st in Haiyang, I'll come back and have a look."

After a meaningless exchange of pleasantries, our family sat around the dining table. My mother is a rich lady, and it was rare for me to bump into me when she was cooking a meal.Before eating a few chopsticks, my mother said: "Lansheng, some good friends of my mother will come over tomorrow, please pay attention to accompany me."

"No." I can think of my mother's girlfriends with my toes, either with my nieces or nieces, anyway, I have a little relationship, I have to come out like this every time I go home.

"You're almost thirty, don't talk about getting married, you don't even have a partner." My mother persuaded her earnestly, "Mom is worried about what you will do when you are alone in the future."

"Each person has his own way of life." I said, "If I don't find a partner, the world won't turn?"

"Hey, Lansheng." My dad came out to smooth things over, "Do you have a girl you like?"

"Yes." I said, Ning Qing is not a girl, but he is someone I like, "I am chasing him."

"What kind of girl?" My mother asked, "It doesn't need to be a good family, just a good personality."

"She has a good personality, but she hasn't promised yet." I said, and could never promise me.

"Lansheng is so good, how could he not agree." My dad said, "Eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

When I said that there was someone I liked, my mother stopped and asked me about the family situation of the imaginary girl. I responded perfunctorily, and quickly finished the rice in the bowl: "I'm full."

Sitting on the sofa and turning on the phone, Ning Hong sent a WeChat message [Are you home yet? 】

[Here we are, just finished eating, how about you? ] I reply.

[Ning Hong: Feed the cat at your house. [Image]] He sent a photo of Ivan gobbling it up. [It's like being hungry for days. 】

[Zou Lansheng: It's past nine o'clock, go back quickly after feeding, remember to lock it when you go out. 】

[Ning Hong: Sleep in your bed tonight. 】

【Zou Lansheng: ...】

I'm afraid Ning Hong's problem of pushing his nose and face can't be changed. I'm far away from home, and I can't do anything about it. Apart from blaming him on WeChat, there is nothing I can do.

[Zou Lansheng: After taking a shower, go to bed. 】

"What are you laughing at?" My dad sat beside me, stretching out his head to look at my phone screen, "That girl?"

I laughed?I rubbed my cheeks, and Ning Hong was amused by my smile: "No, other friends." I flipped down my phone to prevent my dad from spying on my WeChat interface, "Don't you gossip like that?"

"Lansheng finally found someone he likes, so of course I have to care about it." My dad was blunt and strong, "Don't be like Haiyang, he attracts girls like him, he has no personality, that's not good."

I stared at him for a long time and said, "Yeah." I was five years old when my dad divorced because of his cheating, which happened to be the age I can remember. style.Even after we formed a family again and lived together for more than 20 years, I still had a bad heart and refused to forgive him for the wrong things he had done.

My dad's expression was slightly stagnant, and he quickly looked away: "Anyway, you can do whatever you want, as long as you are happy."

I stood up, walked into the small bedroom with my mobile phone in my hand, closed the door, opened the mobile phone, and piled up four or five WeChat messages.

[Ning Hong: Ivan ate two bowls of cat food, two bowls! 】

[Ning Hong: I'm afraid that it will hold up, so let's play with it for a while. 】

[Ning Hong: It really looks like a puppy, it can pick up balls. 】

[Ning Hong: Ah, it's so dark outside, I'm scared walking back alone. [Picture: The dark night outside the window.jpg]]

[Ning Hong: It's a happy decision. I'll sleep at your place tonight. 】

Seeing him chattering enthusiastically, I couldn't help but reply [Zou Lansheng: Who did you decide with? 】

[Ning Hong: With Ivan. 】

【Zou Lansheng: ...】

[Ning Hong: I played ball with it, what happened to it taking me in for a night? 】

[Zou Lansheng: It seems that my saying no is useful. 】

Within a few words, I was so angry at him again, I sat cross-legged on the bed, typing with my fingers [Why are you so annoying], and was about to press the send button when Ning Hong sent a message [Do you have any extra pajamas? 】

I deleted what I just typed, and retyped [Yes, there is a set of dark blue pajamas in the third compartment of the door in the middle of the closet. 】

After a while, Ning Hong replied [I found it, it fits well. 】

Ning Qing's pajamas, he must be wearing them just right, I typed the words [your brother's pajamas. 】

After waiting for a long time, about half an hour, Ning Hong replied [Got it. 】

He might be upset, I guess, so what?I miss Ning Qing, and the tiny thoughts are hidden in the dots and corners of my life, like imperceptible embroidery needles, which are painful if they are accidentally pricked.I put down my mobile phone, lay on the bed, and looked at the dim street lights outside the window. I took off my glasses, and let the scattered street lights turn into hexagonal fuzzy neon in my eyes.

I miss Ning Qing crazily, and my depressed emotions are like a train galloping on the edge of a cliff. I don't know when my reason will loosen, and I will fall to pieces.

I remember that in the midsummer of last year, a violent storm swept Tianjin.The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students swarmed out, stuck in the corridor, looking helplessly at the pouring rain outside.Some students carry umbrellas with them, and some students wait for roommates or spouses to give them umbrellas. At six o'clock in the evening, in the dark sky, I stood at the door of the teaching building, feeling inexplicably depressed.

"Lansheng!" Ning Qing stood under the tree holding a transparent umbrella and waved at me, "Here!"

Ning Qing was a ray of sunlight left behind in the cloudy and rainy day. He trotted to my side and asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for the person who brought me the umbrella." I said, "Why are you here?"

"On a rainy day, you should eat hot pot." Ning Qing said, "Let's go, eat hot pot. I ordered Haidilao."

"Okay." I agreed.

It was pouring rain, a transparent umbrella, Ning Qing and I, shoulder to shoulder, elbow to elbow, walked out of the campus and took the subway to Binjiang Road to eat Haidilao.

Unknowingly fell asleep while recalling the past, woke up at [-]:[-] in the morning, I touched the phone, swiped open the screen, Ning Hong sent a WeChat message [Do you have a travel plan today? 】

【No. 】I replied【I'm going to take a good rest at home. 】

[Ning Hong: I want to play with you. 】

[Zou Lansheng: ...you treat the plane as a bus. 】

[Ning Hong: Can't you? 】

[Zou Lansheng: ...it's so hard to go back and forth. 】

[Ning Hong: That's right, then I'll take Ivan with me. 】

[Zou Lansheng:? 】

[Zou Lansheng: What? 】

[Ning Hong: Take Ivan on the plane. 】

The word "ah" at the end reveals two points of pride, three points of wit, and five points of wit. As an advanced mathematics teacher, I can't wait to draw a pie chart on Ning Hong's face with my bare hands.

[Zou Lansheng: I disagree, don't come here. 】

[Ning Hong: ... [Shark crying loudly.jpg]]

Ning Hong is a person who is very good at chatting, with lively language and novel and humorous emoticons. Compared with his sudden remarks when we met to sting me, I prefer the relaxed and gentle communication between you and me on WeChat.

【Zou Lansheng: [Fat Cat Hug.jpg]】

Putting down my phone, I turned over and got out of bed, went into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, everything was tidied up, and I sat down at the dining table to eat.

My dad made breakfast, four boiled eggs, three bowls of soy milk, and two plates of scallion pancakes.I picked up a corner of the scallion pancake, dipped it in soy sauce and spread it evenly. My mother said, "I'll call Haiyang later and ask him what he's up to."

I paused and said, "Let me call him. We are brothers, so it's convenient to communicate."

"Okay." My dad said.

After dinner, I stood on the balcony and called Zou Haiyang. After a long wait, the phone was connected, and Zou Haiyang's impatient voice came: "Brother, I'll talk about it in the afternoon if you have anything to do."

"Are you in the hospital?" I asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Zou Haiyang said, "It's quite troublesome."

"How much trouble?" I asked. "The money thing or something else?"

"If the money matter can be settled." Zou Haiyang said, "She regretted it before the operation and said she would keep the child."

"What do you think?" I asked.

"I'm only 20 years old!" Zou Haiyang raised his voice, but then suppressed it restrainedly, "No matter what, you have to marry after 30 years old."

"Your girlfriend is the same age as you?" I asked.

"Two years older than me, she is my senior." Zou Haiyang said, "I don't want to raise a child, I haven't figured out anything about myself."

"Give your phone to your girlfriend," I said.

"Ah?" Zou Haiyang didn't know why, "Brother, what do you want to tell her?"

"What can you say, weigh the pros and cons." I said, "Tell me something that adults understand."

"Brother, you have to help me with this matter, and I will burn incense for you every day." Zou Haiyang said nothing, and what he said could kill anger.

"Shut up and stop cursing me." I said, "Give your phone to your girlfriend."