Qinghong

When the plane landed in Urumqi, I took a taxi and ran to the hotel with Ning Hong, rested in Urumqi for one night and rented a car tomorrow morning.

Midsummer in Urumqi is cooler than Tianjin, with a two-hour time difference, the sky is still bright at [-]:[-] p.m., which doesn't mean evening or dusk at all.Ning Hong squatted under the shade of a tree to enjoy the cool, I brought half a watermelon, and inserted a spoon into the center of the melon: "Here."

"Where did it come from?" Ning Hong asked.

"I bought it." I said, "I borrowed the spoon from the front desk of the hotel. Half a watermelon is not sold here. I asked someone to buy a whole watermelon and cut it open."

Ning Hong hugged the watermelon, sat on the stone of the curb without getting dirty, and dug out the center piece of the melon with a spoon in his hand, and handed it to me with a smile: "You eat."

I looked at his sincere and silly face, and said, "Just give me half."

"Oh." He cut it in half with a spoon and gave me the bigger half, "Neng."

I ate the melon flesh with the spoon Ning Hong stretched out, and the clear and sweet juice flowed down the throat into my stomach. I squinted my eyes and listened to the wind blowing the leaves rustling.

Ning Hong's eyes widened: "You..."

"What?" I asked, "May you snatch my cigarettes, but not allow me to use your spoon?"

"Okay, okay." Ning Hong scooped up the remaining half of the melon core and stuffed it into my mouth, "Use whatever you want, I'll give it to you."

"Hmm." My mouth was full of watermelon pulp, I chewed hard and glared at Ning Hong.

Ning Hong shrugged and buried himself in eating the remaining watermelon.

The sweetest center was given to me. Although it was Ning Hong's playful joke, I still felt guilty: "What do you want for dinner? I invite you."

"Grilled skewers." Ning Hong said, "The night market here is famous, let's go to the night market."

"Okay." I nodded, took out a pack of napkins and opened it, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Ning Hong, "Wipe."

Ning Hong's chin was stained with clear melon water, he burped, took a tissue to wipe his mouth: "Okay."

"Let's go." I stood up, "You squat on the side of the road to eat melons like this, you should put a bowl in front of you, maybe someone will look at you and throw a few steel coins in it."

"That's good, earn extra money." Ning Hong said.

"You are so beautiful." I said, Ning Hong walked beside me, with his arm on my shoulder, and the other hand pointing to the sky: "Does that cloud look like a rabbit?"

Speaking of rabbits, I thought of Xiao Ke, looking in the direction of his fingers, there was a round cloud of white rabbits, with two ears pricked up, I said: "Like."

Ning Hong tilted his head and stared at me for a long time, his probing eyes made me shudder, and I asked, "What's wrong?"

"Who are you thinking about?" Ning Hong asked.

"No one." I covered it up with a guilty conscience, and thought again, why should I be guilty, and I didn't do anything wrong to Ning Hong, so I said confidently, "I miss Xiao Ke, that little boy is like a rabbit."

Ning Hong's eyes changed a few times, and he looked at me fiercely: "Don't miss him."

"?" I was stunned for a moment, "Why can't you miss him?" His strange reaction reminded me of the last time, when I bought Xiao Ke a cup of lemon tea, what Ning Hong said [you can only like my brother], add In view of the resistance he is showing now, I can't help but ask clearly.

"You like my brother, you have always liked my brother." Ning Hong said, his logically confused expression completely confused me, "Or you like me, I am so similar to my brother, why do you like others?"

"...What a mess." I rubbed my temples, "You can accept that I like your brother, but not accept that I like people other than you and your brother?"

Ning Hong nodded seriously.

I was annoyed, whether this person has a brain or no brains, I said: "If I get married and have children in the future, what will you do?"

Ning Hong's face turned dark, and then his eyes turned dark. He looked at me for a while, and said lightly, "Try it."

Seeing that if I refute this sentence, the two of us may have to fight, so I wisely changed the subject: "The night market is in front, let's go in."

"Okay." Ning Hong returned to his usual radiant look, and completely forgot about the conversation just now.

It wasn't until much later, when I actually got married, that I realized what he meant by "try it."

"Think of Xiao Ke, that little boy looks like a big rabbit." Zou Lansheng said.

Ning Hong gritted his teeth secretly, his dead brother took 80.00% of Zou Lansheng's heart, and the remaining 20.00%, he still has to squeeze with others?impossible.Ning Hong thought very simply. Sooner or later, Zou Lansheng would get out of the shadow of Ning Qing's death. He would accompany Zou Lansheng to ask for his health, take care of him, and strive to become Zou Lansheng's first choice, and he would naturally become Zou Lansheng's partner.

"What will you do if I get married and have children?" Zou Lansheng said.

Ning Hong's heart sank, yes, if Zou Lansheng stepped out of the shadows and plunged into the dead end of marriage, wouldn't everything he did be in vain?His lively and sunny performance in front of Zou Lansheng does not mean that he is the same person as Ning Qing.On the contrary, he is far from Ning Qing. Ning Qing is upright and honest, while Ning Hong does whatever it takes to achieve his goal.

Ning Hong is an extremely smart person with a high emotional intelligence and is very likable. He can easily see Zou Lansheng's emotional struggles.He told himself, bear with it for a while, take your time, Zou Lansheng will be his sooner or later.

Ning Hong needs a partner, whether he likes it or not, it seems that at a certain stage in his life, he realizes that hugging and kissing are the necessities of life.Just in time to meet Zou Lansheng, just in time for Ning Qing to leave, and just in time for Zou Lansheng to meet all his requirements for a partner.

Thinking about it the other way around, it is precisely because Ning Hong's feelings are not so deep that he voluntarily became Ning Qing's substitute. He wanted to see if the feeling of getting along with Zou Lansheng was consistent with the scene he imagined.

But Ning Hong forgot one thing, if feelings can be precisely controlled by others, they are not called feelings.At the beginning, he approached Zou Lansheng with a purpose. In the future, it is uncertain what kind of deviation will occur.When love knocks on the door, no one knows whether Ning Hong greets him confidently or flees in embarrassment.

As for the deviation, it may have started a long time ago, hidden in a certain eye contact, a certain love sentence, or a certain emotional ups and downs.

The night market was bustling and noisy, Ning Hong took the lead and rushed to the front, his right hand tightly grasping my wrist.I was dragged away by him, like a person without capacity for civil conduct, a child bumped into my leg, and I was dragged by Ning Hong again, almost fell face down on the horse.

"Wait a minute!" I pushed Ning Hong hard, and pushed the child away, "What's the rush?"

"There is grilled squid ahead." Ning Hong said.

"You don't eat it in Tianjin, but come here to eat grilled squid?" I walked quickly to his side.

"Suddenly want to eat." Ning Hong said, "I want a big one."

"...All right." Since I said I would invite Ning Hong to dinner, I couldn't break my promise, so I stood in front of the squid stall and said to the boss, "I want two skewers of big squid."

"A string of ten dollars," said the boss.

I took out twenty cash and put it into the small bucket beside the iron plate: "Here."

Xinjiang usually has dinner at eight o'clock in the afternoon. It was less than six o'clock at this time, and the vendors in the night market had just come out to set up battles. Most of the people who bought things were tourists from other places like us.The sun was so hot in midsummer, Ning Hong pulled me to hide under the huge parasol, and I asked curiously, "Are all your pilots as white as you?"

"No, they are dark." Ning Hong said, he raised his hands to gesture, "The circular glass in the cockpit is baked at 270 degrees, so it's too normal to get tanned."

"Then why are you?" I asked.

Ning Hong patted his chest proudly: "I was born with it."

I think of Ning Qing, he is a policeman, he also comes and goes in the wind and rain every day, he never slacks on duty and stands guard, and his skin is a few degrees paler than his colleagues.As expected of two brothers.

"How do you pilots rest?" I asked.

"Fly four and take two breaks. If you fly internationally, you can fly once and take one break or one and take two breaks, depending on the situation." Ning Hong said, "A colleague had something to do during the holidays, so I flew for him and saved a lot of vacation time."

I nodded: "It's fine if you don't delay your work."

"There will be no delay, I still have to earn cat food for Ivan." Ning Hong said.

"The squid is ready."

I raised my head in response, walked to the stall, and took two skewers of squid: "Thank you." I handed a skewer to Ning Hong, and we chatted as we walked.

I don't like to ask about other people's affairs. Ning Qing said that I am a slow person, with a kind of habitual indifference and gentleness. I call this habit respect. If I don't take the initiative, I don't know or understand, so as not to trouble me in the future.I asked Ning Hong because I felt that the time had come and I needed to understand his work.

But when exactly is the time?I have no clue.

It was an abrupt feeling, and a small voice said to me, ask about his work, ask about his preferences.

So I followed my advice and asked, "Which civil aviation company do you work for?"

"China Southern Airlines." Ning Hong said, he looked at me with a playful smile, "What? Teacher is going to the terminal to pick me up from get off work?"

"You don't have long legs, do you want me to pick it up?" I yelled at him without thinking, my tone was a little harsh, and I said something softer as a remedy, "Occasionally send you some gifts."

Ning Hong's eyes lit up: "Binhai International Airport Terminal 1, I fly more international flights." He took out his mobile phone, "Send you the address, don't tell me when you send gifts, I like surprises."

This kid was crawling fast. Before I could say anything, my phone rang, and Ning Hong sent me my name, address, phone, zip code, and a bunny emoji on WeChat.

I looked at him helplessly: "Yeah."

After eating a bunch of squid, I felt a little full and asked, "What else do you want to eat?"

Ning Hong hiccupped regardless of his image: "I'm not too hungry, I'll come out for supper at night."

"Okay." I said.

Ning Hong stared at me intently, I looked at him wonderingly: "What are you doing?"

"How did you treat me today..." Ning Hong tilted his head, "There is something wrong with you."

"What's wrong with me?" I asked, slightly guilty.

"You are too kind to me." Ning Hong said, "Do you like me?"

"..." I slapped him on the back of the neck, "Is it itchy if I don't beat you for a day?"

"Oh yes, that's how it feels." Ning Hong was staggered by me, with an expression of getting what he wanted.

I was amused by him, and my guilty conscience grew stronger, as if my current joy was a kind of betrayal.

Walking back to the hotel, turning on the air conditioner, I lay on the bedside and played with my phone.In a twin room, Ning Hong chose a bed by the window. I looked away from the phone screen and was caught off guard when I saw Ning Hong sitting beside the bed with his upper body naked and wearing a pair of underpants.

Me: "...Aren't you cold?"

"I'm checking my abdominal muscles." Ning Hong said deeply, he turned around and tensed his muscles, "Look."

All I can see is his beautiful waist and gleaming white skin. If this continues, I will be cheated not only mentally, but also physically.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Ning Hong turned over and sat on the other side of the bed, the side closer to me: "Look."

Don't come here, I said silently, stay away from me.

Ning Hong was determined to ask me to see his abs, and I couldn't resist saying, "I see, I see."

"Teacher Zou, you are perfunctory." Ning Hong said.

Fuck, how can I call it not perfunctory, my mind is full of dirty words, I put down my phone and pick up a change of clothes: "If you don't take a shower, I will wash it."

"I'll wash it." Ning Hong said, he stood up carelessly, and walked into the bathroom swaggeringly in his underpants.

I retracted my gaze and focused on the densely packed small characters on the phone screen.It was already hot, but when I was teased by Ning Hong, I felt like a traveler hanging on the edge of a cliff, and Ning Hong was a siren in the mist, singing to lure me to let go and fall.

"Teacher Zou." Ning Hong called from the bathroom, his voice was hazy and unclear.

"What?" I asked.

"I didn't take the shampoo, please help me." Ning Hong said, "It's in the side pocket of the suitcase."

"Oh." I put down my phone and got out of bed, squatted next to the suitcase and searched for shampoo, and found two [-]ml refill bottles. Ning Hong is a careful person, and he actually knew how to buy refill bottles.I knocked on the door of the bathroom with two bottles, "Here, one shower gel and one shampoo."

Ning Hong opened the door, and the wet steam rushed over my face. He looked at me with twinkling eyes.

My expression froze, he wasn't wearing anything, he wasn't wearing anything, I forced my eyes to stay on his face, Ning Hong wouldn't be scolded so much by me as a human being.

"You don't feel it?" Ning Hong asked, "Mr. Zou, you don't know..."

"Hold your shampoo." I handed him two bottles, "I have what you have, and mine is bigger than yours. How do you want me to feel?"

Ning Hong's face darkened, and he closed the door with two bottles, as if he was angry.

Why is he angry? I should be the one who is angry. What is the difference between his doing that and sexual harassment.I sat back on the bed while complaining, but Ning Hong's trick really worked for me, I almost couldn't hold back my rational strings.If he was Ning Qing, I would kill him without hesitation.

But he is Ning Hong.

I took the remote control of the air conditioner, turned down the temperature, and gave my mushy head a good blow.

After waiting for a while, Ning Hong came out wrapped in a bath towel, shivering: "Phew, it's so cold."

I stared at the phone without changing my face, as if I hadn't heard it.

Freeze to death you bastard.