Qinghong

The days of vacation are always short, as if an invisible hand is quickly turning the wheel of time. In the blink of an eye, on the first day of school in September, I will start working again.

Ning Hong took advantage of the leisure time before the start of school, ran to the bedroom as soon as he caught me, and then came out of the bathroom with a sore waist and weak legs, and proved a golden saying with his own words - only exhausted cows, no plowed fields .

I was looking forward to the start of school like a hostage to the police. Ning Hong walked to the table, but before he could speak, I threw him an A4 paper: "We will do it after you solve it."

Ning Hong held the paper and looked at it for a long time, then said flatly, "I don't understand what this is."

"Linear algebra." I didn't look up, and wrote down the calculation formula.

School starts tomorrow, and it is a victory to survive today. I secretly cheer myself up.

"Lansheng..." Ning Hong squatted down, folded his arms, and said pitifully, "My back hurts."

I stopped writing and glanced at him, wanting more like a wolf like a tiger, my back pain deserves it.

I turned to him, before I stretched out my hand, he dragged me onto the sofa, and said confidently, "You rub it for me."

"Knead it yourself, and I will help you after writing the questions." I said.

Ning Hong complained aggrievedly: "You said the same thing yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday..." He counted on his fingers.

I thought about it, and indeed, when the thesis was submitted on the first day of school, in order to catch up with the deadline, I would write the thesis in addition to eating, drinking, piling, showering, and going to the toilet. If there was no piling, I could have finished it yesterday.

Falling in love is really troublesome, I reached out for a piece of paper and a pen, Ning Hong crawled into my arms, I put the paper on Ning Hong's back, and rubbed his waist while making a draft.

Ning Hong hummed comfortably, and I said impatiently, "Shut up."

Ning Hong was quiet for a while, and when I finished writing the steps in hand, Ning Hong whispered, "Lan Sheng."

"What?" I moved my wrist, put the pen and paper aside, and rubbed my hands from his waist to his shoulders and then down.

"You go to work tomorrow, so you won't live here anymore." Ning Hong asked disappointedly.

"I'll come over on weekends. If you're off on weekdays, go to my place." I said, "I'll give you a key later."

Ning Hong chuckled, and asked aggressively, "Then can I go to school to find you?"

"Up to you." I said.

"Oh." Ning Hong sat up and hugged me, "Forget it, I won't trouble you."

"You're enough trouble on your own," I said, "you're afraid to cause me trouble."

Ning Hong pretended not to hear, and pushed me with both hands: "You hand in your thesis tomorrow, hurry up and write it."

"Then let go!" I shook my sleeves, pulled off Ning Hong's hand, and went back to the desk to continue my struggle.

On the first day of school, I successfully delivered the thesis and devoted myself to a new round of teaching tasks.In addition to the daily course arrangement of the Faculty of Science, there are additional sophomore classes in the Faculty of Biology, as well as miscellaneous research projects.Dean Qi specially called me into the office and asked me to bring three graduate students, which meant that I would receive consultation calls from candidates at any time.

Full load of work is full and busy, I returned to Ning Hong's house on Friday as scheduled, but unfortunately I didn't have a quiet and peaceful weekend.Project phone calls, WeChat messages, postgraduate entrance examination consultations rushed out all at once, occupying almost all of my free time.

Ning Hong goes to work on Saturday and rests on Sunday, 24 hours a day. Apart from sleeping, Ning Hongyuan and I said a total of four or five sentences, "Do you want to eat?" , what do you eat", "I'm leaving, see you next week".

When I went downstairs, Ning Hong trotted up to me, grabbed my sleeve forcefully, and said, "I'll take you to the subway station."

"I'm not going to get lost," I said.

"I want to talk to you." Ning Hong was full of momentum, but his words were soft, "You didn't pay much attention to me all day."

I thought he would attack me angrily, but I didn't expect him to restrain his temper and speak softly. I held his hand and said, "Okay. It's cold, put on a coat before going out, and I'll stand here waiting for you."

Ning Hong pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were full of luster: "Come right away." He turned around and ran upstairs, and after a while, the door slammed, and he ran down, panting softly, "Let's go!" .”

The distance from his home to the subway station is not long, about 600 meters. I told him about the selection of graduate students. I am very optimistic about a few students, hoping to be admitted to Tianjin University.

Seeing that he was about to reach the subway entrance, Ning Hong's footsteps were getting slower and slower. I understood his careful thinking and didn't expose it. The two of us moved slowly like grandpas in their seventies and eighties.However, no matter how slow you walk, you will reach the end. I said: "Okay, you can go back."

"I see you go." Ning Hong said.

I fumbled in my pocket and found a stick of cheese, which Kang Yanfeng gave me. I didn't bother to eat it, so I put it in my pocket.I stuffed the cheese sticks to Ning Hong: "I'm leaving, see you next week."

"See you on Tuesday." Ning Hong said, "I'm flying to Seoul tomorrow, it's very close."

I waved my hand and stepped into the subway station.

In this way, the days of running back and forth at both ends of Dongli Nankai lasted for half a year. When the winter vacation was approaching, I said to Ning Hong, "You come home with me to celebrate the New Year."

Ning Hong was squatting next to the trash can peeling potatoes, and with a shake of his hand, he took out a large piece of potato.

I stopped washing the vegetables in my hands and watched Ning Hong's reaction with great interest.He calmly peeled off the remaining potato skins, stood up and rinsed the potatoes with water, and put the potatoes on the cutting board casually, asking with a trembling voice, "So suddenly."

"My brother and my mother slipped the tongue." I said, "She insists on letting me go back on a blind date. If you don't go back with me..."

"Go, go, go, I'll go." Ning Hong said repeatedly, "I will sleep wherever you sleep, and no one will even try to sleep in your bed."

"Okay." I picked up the kitchen knife and shredded the potatoes, and cut two green peppers.

"...Then," Ning Hong asked hesitantly, "Does your father smoke? I bring two cigarettes, and your mother, what do you usually like?"

"They asked me to go on a blind date, and you still want to bring them a gift?" I said, "Don't bring it, you choose a comfortable hotel, and let's go to various scenic spots in Xi'an during the Chinese New Year."

Ning Hong frowned in confusion: "Not good..."

"Stand on the side, it will delay my cooking." I said.

A plate of green pepper and potato shreds, a plate of braised pork ribs, and two bowls of rice.

After dinner, Ning Hong cleaned up the kitchen, and I sat on the sofa and called Zou Haiyang.

Zou Haiyang knew he was wrong, and answered the phone with a weak voice: "Brother..."

"Have you changed your mind?" I asked.

"No..." Zou Haiyang said, "She thinks more..."

"I know, don't talk about it." I was annoyed. From the time when the master's degree students were urging marriage until now, it was obviously not their life, but they just condescended to point fingers, pretending to be good for me.I am 30 years old, and I am not a child at the mercy of others. I said: "I will go back and have a look during the Chinese New Year. If it doesn't work, forget it."

Zou Haiyang stammered and asked: "What, what do you mean it's not enough?"

"Literally," I said, "Drop it, bye."

"...bye." Zou Haiyang reluctantly hung up the phone.

Ning Hong and I landed in Xi'an on New Year's Eve. He brought a set of tea sets and a carefully packaged silk scarf.Walking to the door of my house, Ning Hong said anxiously: "I won't go in, you pass the gift to them."

"Let's go then, I'm not going either." I said, "Let's go back to the hotel to watch a movie. I haven't finished watching the Lost Delta before."

"What are you..." Ning Hong spun around impatiently. He puffed up his cheeks, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

My mother opened the door. When she saw Ning Hong, she first raised her eyebrows in surprise, then her eyes fell on me behind Ning Hong with a calm face, and suddenly she suddenly asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm from Lan Sheng, my friend." Ning Hong said stutteringly.

I warmly reminded: "Boyfriend."

Ning Hong patted me with his hands behind his back, his palms were full of sweat, and he said desperately, "Come to wish you New Year's greetings."

"I want to give a red envelope." I continued to remind me warmly.

Ning Hong turned his head and glared at me. If it wasn't for my mother, he would probably jump up and bite me.

My mother and Ning Hong looked at each other, and they were deadlocked for a long while, until I was sleepy, so I broke the silence: "If you don't let me in, let's go."

My mother let us in sideways, and she remedied: "There are guests at home."

I thought that the "guest" my mother meant was Ning Hong. She was reporting to my father, but we walked through the hallway and entered the living room. There were a group of guests sitting on the sofa—my mother's two sisters, and their Respective niece/niece/daughter of a distant relative.

I took Ning Hong's hand and shook it: "What a coincidence, a group date?" I was really tired of my mother's blind date activities, as if if I didn't find a partner, the Milky Way would be in danger of collapsing.

As for Ning Hong, he lowered his head and let me hold his hand, his ears were red, and he said nothing, like an ostrich that gave up resistance and buried its head in the sand.