lonely patient

I can actually go back to my own home, the house and the car are still there, and I won’t starve to death no matter what.No matter how bad it is, there is Qin Bei, who opened his mouth to ask him to raise me for a year or so, and he would never refuse.

But I just said that sentence in a jerk, and Wen Luming agreed without even thinking about it.

"Teacher Wen, we are strangers, are you sure that I live here?" After thinking about it, I asked one more question.

"I don't think we are strangers." Wen Luming looked indifferent, "You are my student's friend, we had dinner together, and I... sorry, bit you, and I saved you once."

He pushed his glasses, "In my life, I probably won't have a second chance to pick someone up in the cemetery."

——Convincing and convincing.

According to what he said, we are not just strangers, we can be called life and death friends.

I was sick and couldn't move my mind, and I couldn't reason with him, and because of Wen Luming's career, I thought everything he said made sense.

I think I fought against the teacher every day when I was in school, but now that I am older, I have learned to respect teachers and elders. Yan Song said that I have not made progress, and it seems that I am not.

I wanted to smoke, I touched my pocket and found that I was wearing Wen Luming's clothes, forget it.

Wen Luming's eyes were very good, he saw my movements and said, "I've sent your clothes for dry cleaning."

I thought that it was raining and I was sleeping on the floor, so I must not be able to wear the suit I was wearing, so I asked, "Can I ask my assistant to bring me something?"

Wen Luming took out a key, put it on the table and pushed it to me, saying, "I'll take your fingerprints later."

——This posture, why does it look like I want to live forever?

I didn't have the nerve to ask more questions, so I put away the key and said thanks.

Wen Luming's life was monotonous and boring. After lunch, he went back to the study for some reason. I was bored, so I had no choice but to lie back on the bed and sleep.Sickness gave me a reason to be lazy, I swallowed the cold medicine, and I slept until six o'clock in the evening, which happened to be the time to order Luna to deliver something.

She rang the doorbell on time, and when she saw me who opened the door later, her face showed surprise that she didn't hide for a moment.I guess she must have misunderstood the relationship between me and Wen Luming, and felt that her boss was willing to live in a house of more than 100 square meters just to make love.

However, Luna's professionalism is still very high. She didn't ask anything, didn't look around, she just put down the suitcase in her hand and said, "Mr. Yan, I packed some clothes for you and some daily necessities. What are you missing?" You tell me again."

"Did you bring cigarettes?" I asked.

Like a Doraemon, Luna conjured up a box of red Senate and gave it to me: "Here you are."

Don't forget to turn out a lighter for me when I'm done.

I took it, "Okay, you go back."

Before leaving, Luna gave me a worried look, but she couldn't hold it back, and said, "Mr. Yan, pay attention to your body."

I hummed vaguely.

In the past few years, I have been tossing and turning upside down day and night. I can’t eat well and sleep well. I should stop cooking long ago with my broken skeleton. It doesn’t matter if I pay attention or not.

I heard that Lu Ming's house didn't have an ashtray, so I went back to the house and found a piece of paper and folded a simple one, and took it to the living room balcony to open the window and smoke.

Summer is over, with one autumn rain and one cool, the phoenix tree downstairs has lost many leaves.Soon the sun was setting and the air was cooling down.

I remembered that when Xu Yang was in college, he rented a house outside, and it was also such a community.At that time, I had the cheek to run to his house every day. As time went by, my imagination of home gradually changed to the cozy and warm little house he arranged in my memory.He also said that he wanted to have a cat, so I ordered a snow-white and beautiful puppet before the wedding, but he couldn't see the cat in the end.

People say that people who get older will miss the past more and more. I think I may be getting old too.

"Yan Qiao."

Halfway through the cigarette, I heard someone calling me, and turned around to see Wen Luming.

He glanced at the cigarette in my hand and then at the window. I thought he was not used to the smell of smoke and was about to apologize when I heard him say, "You have a cold, it's easy to catch cold in the wind."

—Yes, the teacher has spoken.

I pinched my cigarette and closed the window, threw the simple ashtray I folded into the trash can, and said, "Stop blowing."

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Wen Luming asked as he walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door to pick out ingredients, "Can you eat egg noodles? Eat something light."

I walked over and asked half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Teacher Wen, are you bored by yourself, so you picked me up to live with you?"

Wen Luming paused, then turned to look at me.

I spread my hands: "Just kidding."

But he said unhurriedly: "It's okay to think so."

"But I don't know how to cook." I confessed honestly, "I don't know how to do housework either."

"It can be seen." Wen Luming said, rolled up his sleeves, put on his apron and started cutting tomatoes.

I was embarrassed to watch and asked him what I could do to help, but he said let me watch TV.

All right, I'll watch TV.

There is really nothing to watch on TV, the same boring variety shows and idol dramas, the male lead in it is not as good-looking as the one in the kitchen.I was curious and looked through Lu Ming's playback records. They were all documentaries whose titles were boring, with a few sci-fi movies mixed in.

I fell back on the sofa, stared at the ceiling, and began to think whether I shouldn't have lived so hastily.According to Wen Lu Ming's way of life, I would be strangled to death in three days.

After 10 minutes, I dismissed the idea, because the noodles cooked by Wen Luming were so delicious.

No wonder I'm worthless, I drink porridge in the morning and at noon, my stomach is already protesting.Although it was just a simple bowl of noodles, the fried eggs were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the scallions were finely chopped, which just soothed my stomach. I even thought it was the most comfortable meal I had this year.

In the end, I even picked up the soup base and drank it all. I leaned on the chair and rubbed my stomach. Wen Luming asked me if I wanted more.

He didn't wear glasses, his eyes looked gentle under the warm yellow light of the restaurant, he smiled helplessly and said, "The appetite is so small."

I casually replied, "I have a bad stomach."

Wen Luming pursed his lower lip, but didn't say anything.

After the meal, he asked me to take my temperature again, and the temperature had completely returned to normal. I pretended to be nonchalant and asked him if he was still working at night. I was actually embarrassed to admit that I didn't want to be alone, it was too boring.

I am a person with many problems. Even if I am lying on the sofa and playing with my mobile phone, I hope that someone will accompany me. I don’t have to do anything, just let me know that someone is there.

Fortunately, I heard that Lu Ming said: "I'm not working anymore, rest at night."

however……

I should have thought of it earlier, the rest Wen Luming said meant going downstairs for a walk and then going home to watch TV.

The community is small, and the shadows of the trees are dancing under the street lamps, shaking gently in the breeze.Wen Luming said that most of the people who live here are teachers from the school. As soon as we went downstairs to the small garden, we ran into the old professor who taught me the history of Western philosophy in college.

The old man still remembered me, and said cheerfully that I hadn't seen him for several years, and my appearance hadn't changed much.

"Xiao Wen, do you know each other?" The old professor asked Wen Luming.

"Yan Qiao and I are friends." Wen Luming replied.

"Well... that's good, that's good." The old professor looked at us and said, "It's time for you to make some young friends. Don't hang out with us old guys all day long. What's the fun in drinking tea and playing chess?"

Wen Luming smiled slightly and said, "I'm also at the age of drinking tea and playing chess."

The old professor smiled and glanced at Wen Luming, "Nonsense."

Just as they were talking, the professor's wife came back with a little Teddy, and the old couple came down to walk the dog, and they were ready to go back to rest at some point.

"It's getting cold, you guys should go back early." The old professor waved his hand, "Come back and have dinner with Xiaoyan."

"Okay, you go slowly." Wen Luming said.

After the second elder left, I bumped Wen Luming's arm, "Shall we go back too?"

He turned to look at me with a smile on his face, "Well, let's go."