lonely patient

I drove back to the Tea Palace.

When I entered the door, I found no one at home. I took out my phone and saw the message Jiang Han had left me in the morning, saying that he had gone to class and would be back in the afternoon.

Almost forgot he was still a student.

Everyone is busy, and I seem to be the only idler in this world.

I didn't get enough sleep in the morning, so I decided to take a catch-up sleep. Unexpectedly, I slept from morning to afternoon. When I woke up, the clock on the wall pointed to 05:30.

There was a rustling sound from the living room, I tied up my hair casually, and went out with my slippers on. I saw Jiang Han squatting on the coffee table sorting out the ingredients in the supermarket shopping bags.

Hearing my voice, he turned his head and looked over, happily said: "Brother Yan, you're awake."

He changed into soft beige home clothes, and when he smiled, he had crooked eyes and two shallow dimples.

"Yeah." I walked over to sit on the sofa and asked, "When did you come back?"

"Not long after I came back, I saw that you were still sleeping, so I went out to buy some food and wanted to cook for you."

When talking, Jiang Han stroked his hair a little embarrassedly, "But I don't know how to do much..."

"It's okay, I can eat anything." I said.

I can't cook, but luckily everyone I've been around can.

I really was born to sit back and enjoy life.

"By the way, I said yesterday that I would take you out to play, have you figured out where to go?"

"I want to go skiing!" Jiang Han replied without thinking, "Director Zhang said you are very good at skiing."

"He's still telling you that."

Whether it's skiing, no one will recognize anyone in the ski suit, so as not to save Jiang Han from being photographed.

I don't know if Director Zhang said it or not, but an ignorant dude like me can actually play a little bit of everything, and skiing is not my best.

"Well, pick a weekend when you don't have classes, and I'll take you there." I said.

"Okay!" Jiang Han nodded cheerfully, "Then I'll cook first."

……

I picked up Jiang Han on Friday afternoon, and arrived at the foot of the Matterhorn a dozen hours later.It was the first time for Jiang Han to fly a private jet, and he tossed and turned all night without falling asleep. I didn't tell him, although he tried his best not to disturb me, but I was disturbed by his movements and couldn't sleep well all night.

The hotel is built on the mountainside, with a mountain view room with an open-air swimming pool. As soon as I landed, I went to catch up on sleep. Jiang Han was young and energetic, so he changed into a pair of swimming trunks and went out to play in the water.When I woke up from a light sleep and went out to look for him, he was still soaking in the water.

He is not afraid of me now, and has even learned to take the initiative.

I stood on the shore drinking coffee with my nightgown on. Jiang Han swam over with his arms on the edge of the pool and hooked my ankles with his wet hands.

I lowered my eyes and hooked his chin with my foot.

He blinked his eyes, propped himself up and came out of the water with a splash, raised his head and asked for a kiss from me.

Blue sky and white snow, mountains and lakes, suitable for doing things that waste your life.

The next day, Jiang Han and I went to the ski resort. He was obviously a novice, barely able to stand still, and fell when he started skating.

Fortunately, the elementary road here is relatively flat, and the coaches are also professional. It didn't take long for Jiang Han to learn to slide forward slowly.I played with him for a while, and met two blond and blue-eyed Caucasian beauties, and invited me to skate the advanced track together.

"Brother Yan, go and play, I'll practice on my own." Jiang Han said very sensiblely.

But at the same time, he looked at me eagerly, afraid that I wouldn't see that he didn't want me to go.

This kind of petty thinking is not annoying, I pinched his face and said: "No, it's not that I haven't skied before. I will accompany you today."

Jiang Han really bent his eyes happily: "Thank you Brother Yan!"

He was skating in front, and I followed behind, swiping my phone boredly.

The circle of friends is still those familiar faces, I mechanically scrolled down, and suddenly saw Wen Luming's name, and posted a fresh and simple green plant.

Clicking on his profile picture, I found that he seemed to be growing flowers recently, and posted a photo every few days to record the growth. The green seedlings that were unremarkable two months ago are now lush and about to bloom.

I casually clicked a like.

A few minutes later, I received a message from Wen Luming: "How is Qin Nan recovering?"

He didn't say I almost forgot about that little brat.I thought for a while and replied: "I am recuperating at home, and I am recovering well."

Wen Luming: "That's good."

"You should be very busy at work, is there someone to take care of him?"

I glanced at my watch, it was the off-duty time in China, and the sun in Zermatt was still high in the sky.

"There is an aunt at home, the teacher can rest assured."

Remembering the last time we broke up, I apologized by the way: "I didn't sleep well that day, I was a little dazed, and I left in a hurry. I'm sorry, Teacher Wen."

"It's okay. I thought you were not happy when you found out that the third canteen changed chefs, and the steamed buns weren't as good as before."

I was taken aback when I saw this news.

Has there been a change of cooks...I don't see it.

Also, it has been more than five years since I graduated from university. I may remember some scenes and some feelings, but when it comes to the taste of the Xiaolongbao I have eaten, I may really have forgotten it.

I suddenly thought of another question: "When I was in college, was Mr. Wen already in University A?"

The top of the chat box shows that the other party is typing, but it took a long time before Wen Luming replied: "Yes."

It seems that he doesn't want to talk about this topic, but I'm not so empathetic, so I continued to ask: "How do you know when I'm going to college?"

This time Wen Luming replied quickly: "Guess, you look like you are only in your 20s."

Oh……

"The last time you said you would invite me to dinner, do you still count?" I asked intentionally.

"Of course. Tomorrow weekend."

"Unfortunately, I'm playing outside and I won't be able to go back tomorrow."

I almost sent it out, I deleted the word Wan and changed it to "business trip".

Wen Luming didn't mind, and replied: "Okay, let's talk then."

"Brother Yan!" Jiang Han called me from the front, "I learned how to turn!"

I put the phone away and saw him slide forward for a certain distance, then make a big turn awkwardly, and slide towards me.

I caught him with open arms and kissed the tip of his nose, "It's amazing."

Jiang Han's face was flushed, he didn't know whether it was from tiredness or heat.

"Who were you chatting with just now? You didn't even look at me."

I smiled, "With Qin Nan's teacher."

As soon as I finished speaking, my phone rang. I took it out and saw Lin Chen's name on the screen.

The time is neither too early nor too late, just enough to make my last sentence seem like a lie to deceive people.

Jiang Han also saw it, but pretended not to see it, turned his head to the side, and said, "Go ahead."

I raised my hand to cross it out, "No answer."

Jiang Han looked at me and tentatively whispered, "Maybe there is something important..."

"Is there anything important." I put the phone back and said casually, "If it's broken, it's broken. It's most boring to be entangled."