Qinghong

"Hello, Mr. Zou Lansheng? Please sign for your express delivery."

The courier was a document from the same city. My heart tightened, I signed my name with a pen, and closed the door with the document.I sat on the sofa and weighed the weight of the documents. It was a thick stack. I was so upset that I tore open the seal of the document, and a few letters fell out of it.

My eyes stopped on the handwriting on one of the letters, which was extremely familiar, and it was Ning Qing's handwriting.

I counted the letters, there were nine letters in total, and each letter was not too long. I picked up the one with the earliest date of signature and began to read it.

【...This time I am going to Vietnam, I don’t know if durians are allowed on the plane. If not, a box of mangosteen is fine.Lansheng peels the mangosteen very fast, and the mangosteen flesh is as white and tender as a cat's claw.Although Lan Sheng didn't say it, I think he likes to eat mangosteen, after all, birds of a feather flock together. 】

【...Last time, I left in a hurry and didn't bring a present. Lan Sheng seemed unhappy, and didn't pay much attention to my cold jokes for several days.It is also possible that I have encountered a bottleneck in my thesis. When I go to Hangzhou this time, I must bring Qingtuan, stuffed with salted egg yolk. 】

【...I casually mentioned that I wanted to go to Japan, but I didn't expect Lan Sheng to save money for several months to invite me to go with me. If it wasn't for this temporary mission, I would have gone.He looked very disappointed, and I will definitely bring him flower cakes when I go back. 】

I lay on the sofa and read one by one. Ning Qing took the confession before leaving as a diary. Through the lines of words, I can still picture his demeanor when he wrote, confused, sweet, longing Sly and sly, the corners of the lips raised a slight arc or the word "Chuan" was frowned between the brows.

I saw the ninth letter, which was also the last one. It started with [Dear Lansheng:] I felt a hand pinch my heart, and the suffocating pain spread along the nerves to the fingertips.

[This is the ninth letter, and there will be no tenth letter after it. If there is, it will be my love letter to you. 】

【wait me back. 】

After Ning Qing left, I finally found the answer to the question that had been pondering over and over in my mind for half a year. Ning Qing is the same as me, he likes me.

But this answer came too late, it should have floated into my heart with the aroma of rotten peach blossoms in March in Yangchun.If the course of events is like this, I may jump down with Xiao Ke, and I will not have the chance to see the rising sun that symbolizes hope, and I will not be able to see Ning Hong either.

Live and die, condensed into eternity on letter paper.I stared at the few lines of writing, bitter in my mouth, but I couldn't even shed tears.I blinked, put the letter paper on the table, looked at the blank wall for a long time without saying a word.

"Meow——" the big white cat jumped into my arms, raised its head and rubbed against my chin.

I hugged the cat, belatedly feeling sad.As if someone deliberately slowed down the flow of time, I carefully looked at the dust floating in the air. With every breath, the dust was washed away and regrouped in the sun.

The cat shook its ears, and the air held a few slender cat hairs. I sneezed, and time accelerated suddenly, like a rushing river, hitting me dizzy.

I should have cried like every widow, tearing my heart out and wailing, but I didn't.My mind was sluggish, like a rusty mechanical clock, my eyes were glazed, my face was expressionless.I put away Ning Qing's letters, arranged them in chronological order, stored them with clips, and put them in the drawer under the coffee table.

I thought, I should cry, and shed a few tears.

But I don't.

I picked up the cat and walked into the bedroom with my slippers on.

I'm so sleepy, I'll take a nap.

Take a nap, maybe you can dream of Ning Qing.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, I closed the curtains of the bedroom, curled up under the covers, and fell into a deep sleep with a dazed head.

"Go back to sleep if you're not feeling well." Wang Tongshu said, "You're turning around and making me dizzy."

Ning Hong ignored him and walked around anxiously.

"If you have something to say, what's the use of you doing this." Wang Tongshu said.

Ning Hong glanced at him, sat down reluctantly, and started frantically flipping through his phone.

Wang Tongshu couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter?"

"Last time I said I was chasing someone." Ning Hong said, "I might have screwed up."

"Screw it up?" Wang Tongshu frowned, "Did someone explicitly reject you?"

"...Almost." Ning Hong recalled Zou Lansheng's categorical "Get out", and became angry, "He's a bastard."

"Ah?" Wang Tongshu said in surprise, "How can you scold girls like that."

"I didn't say I was chasing a woman." Ning Hong said, he opened Zou Lansheng's circle of friends, and the inside was clean, showing that it was visible for three days, and he was so angry that he ground his teeth.

"...?" Wang Tongshu blinked in confusion, "Wait, let me digest it for a while..."

Ning Hong clicked on Zou Lansheng's chat box, edited a line, frowned in confusion, and quickly deleted it. He went back and forth several times, and he was even more irritable and angry by his actions.He put his phone in his pocket, and looked up to count the complicated steel bars on the airport ceiling.

"Are you chasing a man?" Wang Tongshu asked.

Ning Hong answered nonchalantly, "Yes."

"No wonder you didn't agree to Zhao Yan." Wang Tongshu murmured, "If that's the case... I remembered, is it the tall man standing next to you who wears glasses and looks gentle."

Ning Hong replied in disbelief, "Yes."

"Then you... have a fight?" Wang Tongshu asked.

Ning Hong was upset at first, and he wanted to give himself a few hammers when he asked him.He was restless, not just annoying, but even more annoying than worrying.He was worried about Zou Lansheng's mental state after reading Ning Qing's suicide note. Zou Lansheng would definitely be sad. The question is how sad?He didn't dare to think negatively, but he was extremely anxious, as if a small hammer kept beating his heart.

His whole state was like a tired social animal who worked overtime for seven consecutive days until ten o'clock and drank a large cup of strong coffee. He was both tired and excited, hovering on the verge of sudden death.

"Men are more magnanimous." Wang Tongshu said, "You call him, sincerely admit your mistake, and he will forgive you."

"It's not about admitting mistakes." Ning Hong rumpled his hair into chicken coops, "He might not answer my calls at all."

"Then send a WeChat message." Wang Tongshu suggested.

Ning Hong took out his phone again, racked his brains to edit a sentence and sent it, and then - the sending failed, and a red exclamation mark appeared in front of the message.

Zou Lansheng blocked him.

Ning Hong's whole body was icy cold, and he was finished.

I slept until ten o'clock the next morning, woken up by the hungry gurgling of my stomach.I sat up slowly, and the big white cat tilted its head and stared at me intently. From its eyes, I could vaguely discern a bit of concern.

I have to eat when I’m hungry, I shake my head, get out of bed in slippers, brush my teeth, wash my face, and fry an egg.

The big white cat followed me every step of the way, and it didn't mind that its fur was wet with the splashed water when I washed my face.

After breakfast, I browsed the class schedule, put on my bag and walked out of the house.

The cat wanted to go out with me, and I stretched out my foot to block it: "You wait at home for me to come back." The last four words aroused my sensitive nerves, I pursed my lips, stepped out of the threshold, closed the door, and locked it.

Prepare lessons, attend classes, read papers, revise papers, and write papers step by step, as if nothing happened.I haven't met Ning Qing and Ning Hong, life is as dull as white water, I follow the boring rhythm, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, go to work, get off work, and go home to cook.

I blocked Ning Hong and isolated the uncertain factors. It doesn't make much sense whether I like it or not. I'm past the age of playing around, and it's time to become stable and decent.

During the National Day holiday, Xiao Kexia and I became volunteers to rescue stray animals. We worked all day, bathing and drying five or six stray cats and dogs.I didn't feel anything in my heart, Xiao Ke looked quite happy, he hugged a big white rabbit with red eyes, chatted and laughed with Xia Xianxian, and asked me from time to time, with a relaxed and natural expression.

I was busy until after five o'clock in the afternoon. I invited Xiao Ke and Xia Xianxian to have a meal, and then went back to their respective homes.

When I entered the door, Ivan probably smelled the smell of other animals from me, so he meowed at me angrily, as if cursing the street.I rubbed its little head and stepped over it to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Ivan squatted in the middle of the doorway, examining me seriously.

"Smell it." I stretched out my hand, "Is there no other smell?"

Ivan sniffed earnestly, his beard trembled, his eyes narrowed, as if he was smiling, and he licked my fingertips with his tongue.