Qinghong

Ning Hong said that I will see you next time, which made me worry for several days.In my heart, he is a psychopath who came to see my jokes.

What's more, I thought over and over, tossed and turned, and couldn't remember exactly which two times he met me for Ning Qing.

The more I thought about it, the more irritable I became, so I simply put it aside and didn't think about it, but the looming guilt popped up from time to time, reminding me how incompetent my friend was before.

"Do you understand?" I tapped on the blackboard, "If you don't understand, raise your hand and ask."

"Does the teacher have a girlfriend?" The female student in the front row asked boldly.

The whole classroom laughed. I have a gentle personality. Not only are most of the students not afraid of me, but they also like to joke with me. I said, "Not yet, the next question."

"Teacher, can you look at me?"

A male voice sounded, and I looked intently. Ning Hong was sitting swaggeringly in the last row of the class. This is a small class. I don’t know how he found me.

"No." I said, half a month had passed since the last time I saw him, I thought he would not bother me again, "If there is no problem, the homework is the after-school question for this chapter, it is due in the next class, and the get out of class is over."

The students packed their schoolbags and left one after another. Ning Hong leaned over with a playful smile and put his hands on the edge of the podium: "Teacher Zou, I brought you a present."

"I don't want it," I said.

"Don't, I bought it just for you." He took out a tie, "I went to Italy, saw this tie, and thought it would be very suitable for you."

The dark blue silk tie, printed with dark red maple leaf patterns, looks exquisite and expensive. I don't have the habit of wearing a suit and tie on weekdays.

I said, "I don't have much chance to wear a tie, you can keep it for yourself."

"That's fine." He stuffed it to me, "If it's for you, it's for you."

I don't understand his intentions, what he wants, why he pesters me, he is as secretive and private as his brother, but I don't want to repeat the same mistakes.

One Ning Qing is enough.

"It's only 03:30, do you have any arrangements?" he asked.

I said: "Yes." Actually no, I was afraid he would drag me out for a stroll, "Writing a paper."

"I have nothing to do, I will accompany you." He said naturally, "Let's go."

I can't do anything, fierce and fierce can't go away, not to mention soft hands, the silk tie is in my hand, it feels as slippery as a snake, I put my bag on my back and walk out of the classroom.

Ning Hong followed me, left the teaching building, and walked slowly along the narrow two-lane road.

The tall and dense forests on both sides of the road, the small wind blows through the treetops, and the leaves rustle, mixed with the sound of birdsong and wings flapping, refreshing and cool.

After being quiet for a while, I couldn't help asking: "When did you meet me for Ning Qing before?"

"Guess," he said.

"You lied to me?" I asked.

"No." He looked at me sincerely, his eyes were clear and broad, a bit more cunning and clever than Ning Qing's eyes, "I have to say, you treat my brother much better than me."

"That's for sure," I said.

All of a sudden, I realized that in my conversations with Ning Hong, I was always teasing him, speaking bluntly and without any extra worries.It shouldn't be like this. My temper can't be said to be very good, but it can be considered gentle and gentle. I seldom have such aggressiveness.

He pretended to be sad: "Oh, Teacher Zou, you are biased."

Ning Hong, the more I talk to him, the more enthusiastic he becomes. I glanced at him and stopped talking.

"What topic did you write about in your thesis?" Ning Hong was at a loss for words.

I said, "Topology."

"Oh..." he drawled, "What is topology?"

I don't know what topology is, so I said: "A kind of mathematics."

He blinked: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Well." I said.

"What does my brother usually talk to you about?" he asked.

I said, "Talk about everything." I admired Ning Qing for keeping her family information tightly covered in a bunch of miscellaneous topics, without leaking any rumors.

"Like?" he asked.

"The stray cats in his neighborhood, the pancake stalls we met on the road." I said, "Cross the road with the old lady."

Ning Hong was happy: "Tomorrow, I will also help the old lady cross the road, help him a dozen, and come back with a civilized citizen medal."

"That's a good thing, try to reach the elderly group, maybe the old lady you help will be your future mother-in-law." I said.

"You mean, your mother?" Ning Hong asked abruptly, "Are you from Tianjin?"

"No." I came back to my senses, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I know you like my brother." Ning Hong said.

I turned my head to look at him in astonishment, and the secret in my heart was suddenly brought to the surface and baked by the sun, which made me feel embarrassed.

Ning Hong seemed to realize that there was something wrong with the sentence just now, and he added: "It's a pity that he passed away, I'm sorry."

"Why on earth did you come to me?" I asked, "To expose my secrets and admire my sad appearance?"

"No." He waved his hands eagerly, "I didn't mean to offend."

"You've offended me, many times," I said, "I don't like it."

"I'm sorry," he said, with a sincere expression, "I'll definitely pay attention."

"Why don't you do what your brother did?" I said, "You look so much like him."

He looked at me, his eyes darkened, and he pursed his lips and gave a low "hmm".

We continued to move forward, Ning Hong remained silent, which made me uncomfortable: "What are you thinking?"

"Missing my brother," he said, "how does my brother chat with you?"

I thought about it, and pointed to the white stray cat poking its head behind the street tree: "Name that cat." It was a short-haired cat with round eyes, one green and one blue, staring straight at us.

Ning Hong said, "Meow—"

Cat: "Meow——"

I was amused by Ning Hong's decent meow: "It's called Ivanov."

"Little handsome Russian guy." Ning Hong said.

"The full name is Vladimir Vladiminovich Ivanov." I said, "The other day I checked Weibo with your brother and saw a dog named Vladimir Vladimir Ivanov." Minovic Natasha's tabby cat, I just met it when I went out, it is a little male cat, Natasha is not suitable, so we called him Ivanov."

"...Can you say its full name again?" Ning Hong had a stunned expression.

"Vladimir Vladiminovich Ivanov," I said.

"The name is longer than a cat," he said. "Vladimir...whatever, never mind, I'll call him Ivan."

"That would be no fun," I said.

He pointed to the cat hiding behind the tree trunk: "Then you call it by its full name, and I will call it after you if you can call it here."

I beckoned: "Vladimir Vladiminovich..." Before I finished speaking, the white cat with different pupils ran over happily, meowing while running, "...Ivan Nove." The cat squatted beside my feet, rubbing its head against my trouser legs, and I looked at Ning Hong proudly, "Look."

He raised his hands: "OK, OK, you win."

I knelt down, rubbed the cat's ears, and stroked the cat's withered belly. I guessed that it hadn't eaten for a day, no wonder it was so enthusiastic about me.I took out a water glass from my backpack, and Ning Hong folded two leaves into a cone-shaped cup, and he motioned for me to pour water into it.

"You still know this?" I said in amazement, poured out the water glass, filled the small leaf cup, he lowered his head, and carefully put the cone cup to the cat's mouth.

The white cat quickly stuck out its tongue to lick the surface of the water, and even purred urgently to drink water.

"Or, let's take it in." Ning Hong said.

"Us?" I turned my head to look at him, "It's you, don't take me with you."

"I travel a lot, so I can't take care of it." Ning Hong opened his eyes pitifully, "I don't need you to pay for cat food, cat litter and cat toys."

"Do I care about the money?" I asked him.

"Do you care?" he asked me.

"…" I said, "I do care."

After the cat finished drinking the water, it looked at the two of us helplessly, raised its paw, and gently touched my knee with the pad.

Ning Hong shook the cat's paw, "Look at Ivan, how cute it is."

It is quite cute, with rare green and blue eyes, paired with white fur, deep and mysterious, it is a little male cat, with a big and round face behind the cheeks, it looks stocky and cute.I have never thought of keeping a pet. Ning Qing has mild rhinitis and keeps sneezing when he encounters pollen and cat hair. I laughed at him for delaying his mission, but he did not refute.

"You don't have rhinitis?" I asked.

Ning Hong said, "No."

If I adopt a cat, I have to set aside a special space for the cat’s daily necessities in the small room and living room, and take care of its food and drink expenses.Although Ning Hong volunteered to bear the cat's expenses, I still don't feel at ease, or rather, I don't trust Ning Hong.

Raising a life is not a momentary impulse to slap my head. I am afraid that my love will not last long and will be exhausted by trivial matters. Whether it is re-adopted or released in the future, it will be an irresponsible behavior.I have the problem of avoiding when things happen. If I am not sure of my will, it is better not to start.

For example, I have been secretly in love with Ning Qing for a whole year, but I still dare not express my feelings. I am afraid that if he refuses, we will not be friends, or if he agrees, we will get along for a while, and we will break up after getting bored, and we will still not be friends.

"Meow—" Ning Hong imitated the meow of a cat, soft and tactful, "Mr. Zou, are you afraid that I won't give you money?"

"Yeah." I made a single sound perfunctory to him.

He took out his mobile phone, picked up the cat in one hand, tapped the payment and scanned it with the other hand: "Give me the code, transfer five thousand first, and then we'll talk if it's not enough."

I looked at him: "How do you think it's a one-off."

"I like cats." He said in a low voice, "My brother has rhinitis, so we can't keep pets at home."

"...It's not about the money." I was puzzled by his face that looked so similar to Ning Qing's, and I gave in softly, "It's about me, I've never had a pet."

"Me too, there is a first time for everything." He said, "I'll add you on WeChat, if you don't want to raise it, tell me, and I'll take it."

I looked at him, I felt something was wrong, and I didn't know what was wrong, so I opened the WeChat QR code and applied for his friend.

Ning Hong snapped his fingers: "Bingo, keep in touch in the future."

I realized that something was wrong, and I said, "Don't bother me, I'm blocked."

"Hey don't." He hugged the cat and widened his eyes. The cat's pupils are round, and his eyes are also wide open. One big and one small looked at me at the same time. I swallowed my saliva and said, "Look at your performance." .”

For a moment, just for a moment, I forgot about Ning Qing, and my eyes were full of pictures of Ning Hong hugging the cat.