Minor cold falls, Linan snows early, and winter is very strong.
Zheng Siqi had a sore throat for a week, and after he recovered, he wanted to quit smoking, in order to be healthy at the age of 40 and live a long time with his big and little babies. But quitting smoking is really difficult, even easier than peeling off the skin. Speaking of which, Zheng Siqi really admires his second aunt, who is in her 80s and is still in good spirits. She was found to have mild heart failure and pulmonary hydrops the year before. She has been smoking for 30 years and has been smoking for 30 years. Quit, cut off cleanly.
He handed the cigarette to his eyes, waved his hand, and didn't even take a look. How scary is this kind of willpower
Li Li's child born in mid-January. Du Dong's hometown is a remote place where a few relatives live, and the green-skinned train was too late to get to Linan in time, so that Du Dong was busy with a spinning top. In the doctor's ward bed, Du Dong ran back and forth upstairs and downstairs in the winter with a sweat beaded on; the documents for checking the documents were basically used daily for mothers and babies. Du Dong gave Qiao Fengtian a list as old as Hada. Qiao Fengtian Run alive until the leg is broken.
Zheng Siqi also wanted to help, but Qiao Fengtian disliked him for being a good guy who couldn't pick out anything, so he could honestly be his flower, reading books and drinking tea to help take care of the children. Zheng Siqi looked at the distressed and stunned speechless refutation, so he could only earn a decent sum of money, and then borrowed his SLR to shoot childbirth videos.
Li Li was in labor pains from nine in the morning to two in the afternoon, when the cervix opened to three fingers, and was hurriedly pushed into the delivery room on the seventh floor with a scream. With a patient palm, he pushed out the crack of the door—the family members can just wait outside and drill blindly. Can you get in? !
The door closed with a "pop", giving Du Dong an anxious three-and-a-half-week turn.
Qiao Fengtian went to buy a baby bathtub, leaving Zheng Siqi alone to comfort his family. Zheng Siqi saw that his hands were shaking like a sieve, and beads of sweat were smashing down his face like a soy bean. He was really embarrassed to go up and say trouble, be careful, I'll be completely useless if I fall...
"Don't be too nervous, it's the same process."
Du Dong wiped the sweat from his forehead on the back of his hand, pouted his lips and stomped his heels, "Oh, Mr. Zheng, you haven't given birth to a child, don't you... Hey, you have a daughter, I forgot! Just, that's it... I can't describe me well. Do you know how you feel now, Teacher Zheng?!"
"I understand." Zheng Siqi patted him on the back, "The key is that you are too nervous and exhausted. When the child comes out, you will easily faint when you are happy. Then you will be even more busy."
"Really?!" Du Dong turned his head and stared at his hanging eyes, "Did you faint at that time?"
Zheng Siqi was speechless for a moment, then smiled, "...I didn't faint, but I've heard of such an example."
"Hey, that's okay! I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I'll turn my attention!" Du Dong strode left and right, punched his chest, closed his eyes and pressed hard for seven or eight breaths. Breathing out, pursed his lips and held his breath for ten seconds, and finally sighed, "I... No, I have to smoke a cigarette!"
Du Dong tremblingly took out the crumpled soft golden sand from his pocket, took one and handed it to Zheng Siqi. Zheng Siqi gently pushed his palm forward, shook his head and didn't answer, "Thank you, I can't."
"Mr. Zheng is not used to this?"
"It's not that I'm not used to smoking, I'm quitting recently."
"Quit?!" Du Dong raised his eyebrows and asked him in disbelief, "I told you last time that you really want to quit? Huh, how determined you are, you are an old smoker. Bar?"
"On the one hand, it is the body and the other is Fengtian and his daughter." Zheng Siqi put his hands in the pockets of his coat and lowered his head and smiled, "It is easy to make up your mind, but it is really difficult to do it. But like you said, Fengtian never asked me to do this. I've been underpowered."
"Then tell him! Just say your boyfriend, I'm quitting smoking. Are you happy? If you're happy, supervise it well. It's alright." Du Dong volunteered, and immediately forgot his wife and children.
"Hey, don't." Zheng Siqi decisively refused.
Du Dong was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled narrowly, "I want to secretly quit and come to Fengtian to invite credit and surprise him? Isn't that right, Mr. Zheng?"
The meaning of the words is that there is no reason for him to describe it as very wretched, and I don't know why.
"That's hard." Du Dong pouted his lips firmly, and then continued to laugh, "Fengtian doesn't know how narrow-minded and sharp-eyed, and being able to go unnoticed and not be discovered by him is twice as difficult as quitting smoking itself, you believe. Do not believe?"
Zheng Siqi smiled noncommittally at him.
Qiao Fengtian didn't catch up with Li Li's successful delivery of a fat boy of eight pounds and two taels, and the nurse took it out to show Du Dong to see if Little Pepper was growing well, and the moment when his hands and feet were incomplete. It's even less honorable to see this old gentleman Du Dong jumping on the spot like a cannonball when he heard the news, changing his face in a colorful way, and incoherently asking my daughter-in-law how she is in a state of embarrassment. According to Zheng Siqi's later words - if it wasn't for his big stature, I'm afraid he would have to hug him excitedly and go around in circles.
At that time, Qiao Fengtian brought a full pink baby bathtub out of the elevator, and also mentioned food and daily necessities. The gray cap on his head was stained with some crystal clear snowflakes, half of his face was wrapped in a lead-grey cashmere scarf, and the other half was frozen white and red, and even the tip of his nose was pink.
Zheng Siqi picked him up at the stairway, and quickly stepped forward to pick up the things in his hand.
"It took less than an hour to give birth." Qiao Fengtian opened his collar and pressed his throat in the corridor. His eyes were bright and he couldn't hide his excitement. As soon as he pulled Zheng Siqi's sleeve, he dragged someone into the ward. "Let's go, come and accompany me to see what the gadgets look like, and it's over!"
Zheng Siqi stretched out his arm to stop his chin and hooked the person into his arms, "Du Dong is accompanying Li Li to do the examination. The person is not in the ward, and the baby is in the incubator. He has successfully looked like Li Li and is not like Du Dong. Don't worry. Come to me. Ask you." Zheng Siqi took out his hand from his cuff, "Where are the gloves?"
"Eh?"
Qiao Fengtian's five fingers that were peeled out like candy peeling turned red from the cold, and when he pressed it up, he instantly left a blue and white mark.
"When I paid the bill, I forgot it at the cashier of that mother-and-baby store!" Qiao Fengtian slapped his forehead clearly, "Master, when I said why I came back, I felt something was wrong..."
Zheng Siqi pinched his cold fingers and stared down at him without speaking.
"I didn't mean to..." Qiao Fengtian wrinkled his nose and honestly admitted his mistake, putting his hand into Zheng Siqi's warm coat pocket.
"You came here just after praising you for being careful. You can't help praising at all." Zheng Siqi's palms were hot, and Qiao Fengtian's cold fingertips were suddenly wrapped by it, feeling bloated and numb, "If it freezes like this, maybe it's bad. I'll tell you if it fails."
"Where's the bragging—"
"Well?" Zheng Siqi's voice rose.
"Okay—I made a mistake, Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zheng, and I apologize for not taking care of my body." Qiao Fengtian was stared at by Zheng Siqi so much that he wanted to laugh, broke free from the shackles on his hands, and put his palms under his warm armpits (? ), "Wait after watching my fucking son, can you accompany me to get it?"
As soon as it turned cold in late autumn, Zheng Siqi began to pay attention to the changes in Qiao Fengtian's hands all the time, focusing on protection and observation, not letting him catch cold or touching cold water. Not to mention leather, cotton, duck down, I bought seven or eight pairs of messy gloves, ointment, hand cream, electric warmer bag, Mrs. Tang, she bought a bunch, and learned from Zheng Siyi the remedies that she heard from somewhere, saying cherry I wiped my hands with soaked wine to prevent frostbite, and went to an imported supermarket to pick up a whole box. The cherries are out of season in autumn and winter long ago, and Qiao Fengtian didn't know how many stores he went to to buy them.
The snow began to fall last week, and a small itchy erythema appeared on the right index finger. Zheng Siqi, who was distressed, clenched his fingertips tightly in his palm for a day.
Occasionally, Qiao Fengtian also felt that he was not overprotective at all, but more often, he was overwhelmed with happiness, full of eyes full of love and moved, and he didn't know what to do. What can be done in the deep winter, even if he is made of copper and cast iron, in the palm of his hand, I am afraid that it will slowly melt into a pool.
"I will ask you to name my godson by name." Qiao Fengtian is wearing Zheng Siqi's gloves, which are a bit too large. "Do you have any ideas on how to be high, cultural person?"
Zheng Siqi didn't drive, and pressed down the thin snow all the way with him, "If I make a crepe too much, I'm afraid Du Dong won't like it."
"Don't worry." Qiao Fengtian said while laughing, "The more ink in his stomach like Du Dong, the more he wants to give the child a strong-sounding name, arty, do you understand? He doesn't understand it anyway. You can use any good words or sentences, and swear at random."
"Thanks to Du Dong for treating you as an old iron sincerely." Zheng Siqi choked with laughter, raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed softly sideways for a long time.
"Is your throat still hurting?" Qiao Fengtian coughed really hard. He was afraid that the cause of his persistent sore throat was the lungs and bronchi, so he couldn't help asking, "You've been quietly quitting smoking recently, right? kind?"
Zheng Siqi was stunned for a while, and after a while, he turned his head to look at him with a look of frustration - see through it or not, are the rules of the world okay
"Can I ask how you see it?"
"Hand." Qiao Fengtian pointed to his right hand, "I think your fingers have been crushing together as if you have nowhere to put them recently, and rubbing them there when you have nothing to do, and the last time you went to help Your house is cleaning, and after searching twice, I can't find where the ashtray is."
"Baby." Zheng Siqi frowned and said half-truth, "It's too late for you to study criminal psychology, or I think you are too talented."
"Get up and go." Qiao Fengtian pushed him on the shoulder, and laughed out loud, "I'll say it first, it's boring if you have to go back and forth when you quit smoking.
"What if I can't quit?"
"As a result, you told me that you can't do it before you quit. Can you not lose it? Failure to quit shows that your willpower is not good. You used to be a hundred percent in my heart." If you don't, you'll have to click-deduct ten points."
"Co-authoring, I shouldn't have nothing to do with this..." Zheng Siqi sighed, reached out and touched his eyebrows, then tucked the side of Qiao Fengtian's scarf down and tucked it back into his collar, "If it's done, give me a certificate. ?"
"It's just like your wish, to move in and live with you Feifei for a few days during the new year."
"Really?!" Zheng Siqi snapped his fingers, "Deal."
As a result, Qiao Fengtian soon discovered that Zheng Siqi's way of quitting smoking was extremely naive, and it harmed others and himself, not money, but labored the people. First, the number of calls during the day skyrocketed to five calls. They said all nonsense, and even called it "If you want to smoke if you don't talk to you, don't hang up." While giving guests a haircut; Qiao Fengtian would go to Lida at noon to find him for lunch, occasionally in the cafeteria, occasionally eating out, and occasionally making it the night before and bringing it to him in a crisper box. It used to be an ordinary regular meeting, chatting and taking a walk while no one was holding hands. After quitting smoking, the atmosphere was obviously wrong. Zheng Siqi often kissed him suddenly, and he would not let go.
Qiao Fengtian was worried and ashamed at school, heartbroken, and the instigator had a serious face, and he set it up from the beginning - when you kissed you, you didn't want to smoke, it was very easy to use.
So that your second uncle.
Take off your coat and glasses, you are a scumbag. Qiao Fengtian can't help but slander, sometimes he just wants to say, if we can't quit, we won't quit. It's better to smoke less. I can't bear your hard work.
Zheng Siqi seemed to understand the meaning in Qiao Fengtian's eyes, smiled gently and hugged him and whispered, "I don't want to deduct ten points when I open the bow without turning back."
The day before New Year's Eve, it was the year-end dinner of Lida Humanities again. It is customary for wine lovers to get together once a year, and no one can get rid of it. At the end of the year, the hospital sent the application materials for Zheng Siqi's professional title, together with the recommendation, to the Education Department for evaluation. At the wine table, it is inevitable to go through the motions of human feelings. Zheng Siqi reluctantly stood up and was toasted after waves of toasts like wheels.
When Qiao Fengtian received a call from Mao Wanjing, he was wrapping dumplings for New Year's Eve at Zheng Siqi's house. Zheng Siqi likes to eat fish, so he bought Longli fish, tick thorns and minced it into meat stuffing, mixed with half a catty of cabbage and fungus, and packed it in a drawer and a half. The two children fought one by one, and the little Wuzi was out of shape and could eat it anyway, and the jujube was just playing the house with a clay figurine.
There was a crackling sound from outside, Qiao Fengtian clutched his phone and went to the balcony, listening to the noisy background of people on the other end of the microphone, Mao Wanjing almost raised her throat, "Old Zheng is drinking, let me call you. Call me for help, is it convenient for you to come?"
Zheng Siqi was drunk for the first time in Qiao Fengtian's impression. He repeatedly asked the little five sons to watch the house and watch the jujube. Before the shoes could be lifted on the heels, he took the keys and wallet to go out, and then folded back to get the gloves. Walking all the way, almost running. That kind of expectation that is clearly anxious, but also feels that the belonging of the heart is ahead, is very subtle.
The drunk Zheng Siqi is also good-looking and stands out in the crowd, and can be seen at a glance.
His black woolen coat made him look particularly slender and tall in the night. Qiao Fengtian saw him leaning against an unknown male colleague, chatting with people in a crowd. The eyes under the lens are defocused from a distance, the eyelids are slightly closed, and the slightly drunken sleepiness is more of a male's lazy hormone. Occasionally followed his colleagues and laughed together, inexplicably sexy, which made Qiao Fengtian almost dare not look at it after a long absence.
"Hey! It's here and here." Mao Wanjing glanced at him, "Come on, you are in big trouble tonight!"
Mao Wanjing was about to give birth, and she was still cheerful with her big belly, but Qiao Fengtian really didn't know how to face it. Qiao Fengtian calmly avoided Mao Wanjing's direct gaze and saw Zheng Siqi staring at him closely.
"You moved and you two lived close to each other, right?" Mao Wanjing asked him, "I said, why did Lao Zheng bring you here with a shy old face."
Their relationship has always been a secret. Qiao Fengtian didn't want to show his feet, and followed him without paying much attention. "It's mainly because I owe him a favor and he's embarrassed to use me as a horse boy. Anyway, it's close.
"He's still carrying his hand. Who can carry his hand to move him at a height of 8.8 meters?" Mao Wanjing said happily, "Our car has not been opened at the school. There are so many elevated roads in this section that the car can't get off, you two. I have to go forward. If I can wait, I will wait for my husband to come and drive, and then send it back to you?"
Qiao Fengtian was so nervous that he was about to refuse.
"I-"
"Let's go for a walk." Zheng Siqi went up to Qiao Fengtian and hooked on his shoulder, the weight of his half body was unceremoniously removed, and Qiao Fengtian couldn't help but bow his waist, "Xiaoshi sober up, don't eat radishes salty when you are pregnant. Don't worry about it, go back and rest."
He looks like he is hooking his shoulders on his back, and he can't see anything out of the ordinary.
Because it is New Year's Eve, Linan Municipal Government lights up the neon lights on the camphor trees. There were few black people in the sky, so the two held hands quietly on the way back.
The drunk Zheng Siqi walked slowly and vainly, and looked at Qiao Fengtian and smiled, making his heart skip a beat.
"Can, can you not look at me like you ate me?"
As soon as I finish speaking, I can't wait to slap myself with my backhand - what nonsense!
"...I got half a cigarette today, you have one for him and one for me." Zheng Siqi held Qiao Fengtian's left hand, and said casually, "I don't give you face if you don't take it, and you can quit smoking. If you can't make a fuss, they can only make a toast, and you almost knock yourself down with a cup of a cup..." Zheng Siqi suddenly laughed, "I'm actually really afraid that you will deduct 10 points. I will be very lost, just like a child..."
"I actually didn't—"
"Can I bear it now?" Zheng Siqi asked him.
"...You mean?" Qiao Fengtian's heartbeat suddenly became stronger.
"I want to kiss you." Zheng Siqi pushed him into a dim alley between two residential buildings, "Baby."
Pleasant almost like an empty dream.
The light wine taste brought by Zheng Siqi made Qiao Fengtian intoxicated with him. Maybe it was because he was in the dark, or maybe it was because Zheng Siqi was not so awake. His emotions were expanding and fermenting at a much faster rate than usual, and the temperature was rising all the way.
He kissed so much that Qiao Fengtian already felt pain, and his lips were hot and hot together. Qiao Fengtian's breathing was out of order, and he most hoped that Zheng Siqi would not probe so deeply, allowing him room to breathe for a while.
Zheng Siqi pressed him against the wall and suppressed him from top to bottom. Kissing is not mutual, you come and I have the meaning of a game, it is actually a very interesting thing. It's just that Qiao Fengtian can't do it, he can't pull off the shelf, can't open his face, and Zheng Siqi bites together regardless, no matter whether they kiss or have sex, they can always be at most infinitely accepting and calm, without the slightest sharpness and aggression.
But in his almost boring and infinite tolerance, Zheng Siqi couldn't find a trace of boredom. On the contrary, he looked up and climbed up on him impatiently. Even if he was kissed so much that he was almost suffocated, he did not resist fiercely, and only sighed one or two times. After another wave of confused snorts, Zheng Siqi's fascinated heart was throbbing, and he thought presumptuously that since this person couldn't swallow it, why not just rub it and break it.
Qiao Fengtian's scarf was torn off by him, and Zheng Siqi licked and kissed along his chin all the way to his neck. Qiao Fengtian's chest heaved and he looked up at the sky with his eyes open. He slid his hands into Zheng Siqi's black hair and listened to the small, sticky sound of water.
Suddenly, he realized that Zheng Siqi had reached the waist of his trousers with his hands, so he raised his eyelids and lowered his head.
"Don't..." Qiao Fengtian's mouth was full and red from the kiss, panting unsteadily, grabbing his hands that were restless for a while, "You're crazy..."
Zheng Siqi stared at him and didn't let go. He was panting and didn't stop.
Qiao Fengtian was completely confused. He couldn't figure out if Zheng Siqi's willpower and sanity could still understand his obstruction, "It's really not good outside... go home, go home and wait until evening, okay? ?"
"But I want it now..."
At this moment, Zheng Siqi's voice actually became low and hoarse all the way, and it was as sweet and sticky as if it had been stirred into syrup.
Qiao Fengtian deeply felt that the city gate was difficult to defend and the enemy army was about to break, so he could only hold on to the waist of his trousers, and couldn't help begging intermittently, "I really can't, I beg you, really, please stay awake and listen to me, I let you kiss you don't take off my clothes..."
Zheng Siqi suddenly let go, put his hand on the wall, and then let out a low laugh. Zheng Siqi took the initiative to withdraw from the army, and Qiao Fengtian didn't even have time to figure out the emotional ups and downs in his heart. Suddenly, a fire burst into his forehead.
"Zheng Siqi, fuck you!" Qiao Fengtian suddenly pushed him forward, "Pretend to be drunk and play Laozi as a second fool, right?!"
Sperm on the brain is false, drunk is true. Zheng Siqi was staggered and staggered, and the center fell backwards. Qiao Fengtian was half angry and half bluffing. He didn't intend to let him do this. Seeing that he was unstable, he subconsciously reached out and pulled his arm back.
Zheng Siqi hit the snake with the stick, and held Qiao Fengtian tightly in his arms.
"Broken people, right?"
"I'm sorry, I apologize, I'm naive and can't understand." As soon as Qiao Fengtian got away, Zheng Siqi tightened, "I didn't mean to trick you, sorry."
"Shit, you did it on purpose."
"I… "
"You don't need to quit smoking. You've already deducted one hundred percent, failed the exam, out, you don't have your grades, do you hear?"
Do not let go.
"Count to three, if you hold me, you drunk big dog, and I will deduct it for you? I will tell you if you have no chance for the rework test."
Do not let go.
"one two Three."
Still don't let it go.
"Depend on!"
Qiao Fengtian rarely looks so rude and angry, and Zheng Siqi also thinks it is very cute. Knowing that he is a person with heavy thunder and little rain, it is inevitable that he will feel a little fearless, knowing the law and breaking the law. Knowing the mistake is true, and apology is true, but changing it is not necessarily the case.
Take each other's love as a bargaining chip and make small adventures. There is a line between contradiction and taste, and you always have to take the risk of improperly adjusting the scale. There are losers who go bankrupt, and those who earn a lot more, so we need to look at it dialectically.
Zheng Siqi named Du Dong's son "Du Fanxuan". Du Dong and his wife were happy when they heard it, and Qiao Fengtian also felt that he had achieved a good deal.
It's just that the road to quitting smoking is still long and will be pursued up and down.
Finish