Zheng Siqi did not do well in the subject of nature since elementary school. A tree is a tree, and a flower is a flower. Why bother to classify them, and to know the habits of a woman like a gentle woman. With a little less spirituality from being born and entering the country, his ability to understand certain things is also flattened, so he also knows that he can only do the most basic level of teaching and educating people when it comes to literary work.
The so-called everyone has opened an eye for insight and appreciation of the world in places that others do not know. And he can't.
Standing in front of Qiao Fengtian's flower stand, Zheng Siqi reached out and carefully touched the oily leaves of Monstera. He knew a little more about this, because Zheng Hanweng also raised a pot in the small courtyard, but it was not as strong and vigorous as his plant.
Just touch it and let it go immediately - you will kill the flowers and plants, don't touch them like this and they will die.
Qiao Fengtian was washing dishes in the kitchen, and Xiao Wuzi and Zheng Yu were playing happily. Zheng Siqi didn't know what to do for a while, so he also went in.
The kitchen where the fire is always on for cooking is nowhere to be found. Even people who work hard on their hands and feet can't wipe off the greasy layers of years and months, at best they are neat and bright. Entering the kitchen, Zheng Siqi felt that the floor tiles under his feet were not as dry as those in the living room, and his feet were a little sticky. When I looked down, I realized that I didn't change my shoes.
"I'm sorry, I just entered your house without changing my shoes."
"Just drag it and it'll be clean." Qiao Fengtian glanced back at him, then turned on the faucet to make a note of joy, "Your Zao'er is the same as yours, you won't enter the door unless you change your shoes, it's really what you taught me. "
"I was yelled at by my sister, and Zao'er was also scared out by her aunt."
Zheng Siyi's preaching is passed down from generation to generation, and a perpetual motion machine is installed under his lips, which is more diligent than the old monk in the temple who recites the scriptures.
"No wonder." Qiao Fengtian lowered his head, the bowls and plates in his hands cluttered together, "That's right."
"Well?" Zheng Siqi took another step forward.
"How did you know Zao'er came to my house?"
Zheng Siqi pointed to his eyes, "Look at the eyebrows and eyes."
Qiao Fengtian didn't know what he meant, "Huh?"
Zheng Siqi smiled and then said, "I called the head teacher first, and she said that she remembered that Zao'er went out of school with him at the same table. I saw that child a few days ago in the car from a distance, and his eyes were very You are very similar, so I guessed a big difference."
Both are like two long and narrow bamboo leaves soaked in ink, with dense textures attached to the brow bone; their eyes are white and clear, and their pupils are as black as lacquer, like a pool of dark water. Anyone who sees it is impressed, and they all feel that they are eight-point similar.
Just to say different, there are. Qiao Shanzhi is young, and his eyes are full and bright, while Qiao Fengtian's eyes are thin and light; Qiao Shanzhi is simple and honest, and his eyebrows are always relaxed, but when Qiao Fengtian is not smiling, his eyebrows are always slightly taut.
I hope he can smile more, it looks better that way.
Zheng Siqi didn't know if other people who met Qiao Fengtian would have so many mindless thoughts like him.
Qiao Fengtian didn't answer, Zheng Siqi also stood quietly together. In the small and narrow kitchen, only the slight movement of running water could be heard.
The tap water in the spring is also mostly not warm, and it is often a little cooler than the water in the three-nine days. The faucet is old-fashioned. If you can't heat it, you can only use cold water to wash the dishes. After a while, your fingers are red and your palms are white.
I pressed the cleansing lotion and squeezed out half a drop. Qiao Fengtian picked up the plastic bucket and shook it, only to realize that the remaining bottom had been squeezed out yesterday. Reached out to open the locker door on the top to get a new one, but unfortunately the bottle was placed in the back, and it was difficult to reach, so I tiptoed upwards.
He pushed the bottle with the tip of his finger, and pushed the bottle down into the cabinet. Come on, this time I can't even reach for jumping.
Depend on. Qiao Fengtian frowned, I'm so fucked up, I treat it like a tablet as an offering. Nuzui wondered if he should bring a pony.
"I'll get it."
Zheng Siqi stepped forward and stood behind Qiao Fengtian, sticking so close that when he spoke, Qiao Fengtian could feel the slight vibration in his chest. Qiao Fengtian was startled, he moved forward in a hurry, and shrank his neck by the way.
"Give."
Zheng Siqi is tall and long, holding it like a play, without blinking.
Qiao Fengtian reached out to pick it up. When he turned around, Zheng Siqi didn't have time to step back. So the tip of his nose rubbed across Zheng Siqi's shirt and brushed the texture under the fabric that smelled of softener. The smell of the clothes was very light, but it still made Qiao Fengtian shudder. Feeling extremely embarrassed.
"thanks."
"It's easy." Zheng Siqi pushed his glasses, took a step back, and pointed at Qiao Fengtian's hand, "Your hand."
Qiao Fengtian followed his line of sight to his fingertips.
"The frostbite is bleeding. Dry your hands."
This is light. Two years ago, there was a blizzard in Linan, which was a cold snap that has never been seen in a century. Qiao Fengtian's hand had small red dots before New Year's Day, and the guests were overwhelmed for a few days on New Year's Day. pain.
Until now, there are still red marks in the cracks of the fingers that cannot be removed.
"It's alright, it's alright." Qiao Fengtian carelessly wiped off the blood beads that ooze out of the tear, the blood and water stains melted into a light-colored ball, "Small thing."
"Tsk."
Zheng Siqi squeezed his wrist lightly, "Don't take everything lightly. Is there no medicine at home?"
Qiao Fengtian's wrist was caught off guard.
Unlike others, he likes men, and he's actually not very comfortable with physical contact with the same sex. Peeing higher than anyone else, sleeping in the same bed, hooking shoulders, being grabbed by the hand, if not familiar, things that boys seem to be accustomed to will leave traces in his heart. Qiao Fengtian wanted to break away first, but was embarrassed to push too hard.
"…Yes, the back room."
Zheng Siqi nodded, not knowing Qiao Fengtian's embarrassment, he grabbed his wrist and tugged again, "Let's go, I'll take care of it for you."
Qiao Fengtian was sitting on the bed, and Zheng Siqi was about to squat under the bed. Qiao Fengtian was embarrassed to death, staring at his hair spinner, unable to sit still, hurriedly moved his butt down and squatted with him. Zheng Siqi glanced at him, "Do we have to squat like this?"
Qiao Fengtian touched his nose and frowned, "Then, don't squat, I can't sit still if you squat."
"Fine."
Zheng Siqi raised his waist and sat on the bed, and Qiao Fengtian also sat back honestly.
"I'll do it myself."
"You're not good at it. What, embarrassing?" Zheng Siqi fiddled with a small bottle of iodophor in the medicine box, lowered his head and smiled.
Qiao Fengtian paused and raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it?"
"Don't always think in the direction of Korean dramas, think in the direction of medical dramas."
Qiao Fengtian was suddenly amused, "Are there any people with frostbite in the medical drama?"
"Definitely. The doctor in charge of ear, nose, and throat can pay for your ears."
It is true that Zheng Siqi is not diligent, but he is also very careful in his work. He put on his glasses, put two clean cotton swabs together, and wiped away the blood stains from the damaged area. Then, he put a new cotton swab dipped in iodophor on Qiao Fengtian's fingers, and spread it evenly.
"Doesn't it hurt?" Zheng Siqi glanced at him.
Qiao Fengtian shook his head, "It doesn't hurt, just a little cold."
"It's povidone-iodine, and it hurts my heart if it's alcohol." Zheng Siqi held the used cotton swab in his other hand, "Do you know why frostbite gets older every year?"
Qiao Fengtian continued to shake his head.
"Immune complexes."
Zheng Siqi unscrewed another piece of erythromycin, squeezed a transparent ointment the size of a soy bean on the tip of his finger, and then spread it evenly on the wound in a circular motion. The compound thing, this substance is unlikely to be completely engulfed by the body's phagocytes, and often remains in the local tissue blood vessels, so the formation of chronic diseases persists for a long time, so when it is cold in the second year, that is, the local residual immune complexes interact with each other. It can form a local immune response and induce frostbite, also known as habitual frostbite."
Qiao Fengtian was stunned when he heard it. He opened his hands wide at Zheng Siqi, as if he had freshly painted his nails and wanted to show him off.
"... It's really a medical drama."
"It's all said on Baidu." Zheng Siqi wiped his hands with a piece of paper, "so keep warm all year round, and try not to take off your gloves in winter."
"That's useless. My hands aren't hot, and I won't keep them warm even if I wear them for a long time."
Zheng Siqi continued, "Then I'll go back to the electronics major and ask them to change a glove for you, install a small battery and change it to an electric heater, like an electric blanket, they seem to be able to make that kind of novelty. ."
Qiao Fengtian raised his head, "Really? Is there such a thing?"
Zheng Siqi also raised his head, stared at him and blinked, his eyes curled into a smile, "I'm joking with you, are you serious? I didn't see it, you're really naive."
"… "
Before Du Dong, he put a middle finger on the tip of your nose.
Zheng Siqi wrapped the cut bandage around Qiao Fengtian's fingers, wrapping it until it was transparent but not thin, and then twisted a small piece of medical tape to stick it firmly at the knot.
In fact, if you look closely, Qiao Fengtian's hands are very similar to his own. They are the ones with slender knuckles and distinct bones under the cortex with sinuous blood vessels. It's just that my own should be more generous and rosy. Your own thin cocoon grows on the middle finger, where it touches the chalk; the other's thick cocoon grows on the tiger's mouth, where it is close to the handle of the scissors.
"Mr. Zheng."
"kindness?"
"Is Zao'er's mother... abroad?" Qiao Fengtian asked.
Zheng Siqi told him the truth naturally, "No, I lied to her. She died, five years ago."
"… "
Qiao Fengtian had guessed it just now, but was not sure. He didn't speak any more.
Some people always think that many things are conventional and there is a set of rules that must be followed. Ethics or morals. However, it is often difficult to completely abandon personal emotions and paranoia and look at it calmly without being in the position.
Single father. Doing it well is a matter of course; doing it badly is incompetent, irresponsible, and irresponsible. Under the consideration of self-examination, words and deeds are often their own, but right and wrong become what others say. There are bound to be many people who will presume to think that they are the one who can make a high-profile comment.
Qiao Fengtian looked at Zheng Siqi.
He himself is the backlight, and Zheng Siqi is the positive light, so the outline is bright and clear. The noon sunshine poured in from the prismatic window, with a warm temperature and overexposed brightness. Zheng Siqi, from language, to expression, to external management, is unbalanced and inappropriate in front of others, and Zheng Yu is also the same. They all have kindness towards those around them.
It is really not easy to be able to accompany this step.
"The arowana you gave last time was delicious and fragrant. I later shared half with Zao'er." After the wound was treated, Zheng Siqi stood up and straightened the folds at the hem of his clothes, and threw the garbage in. In the trash can beside the bed, "The crisper is still at my house. Next time I will take time to bring it back to you."
Qiao Fengtian rubbed his warm fingers, "Let the jujube eat at my house, later."
Zheng Siqi stopped the movement in his hand, turned his head and smiled at him.
"How can that be possible?"
"Nothing can't do. I also burn so much for two people, and I also burn so much for three people. It's best not to waste one more than her. This way, the little five will have someone to play with, not to mention I don't like the small dining table, you I'm also thinking about it at school."
Qiao Fengtian felt sorry for Zao'er, and also liked this little girl who always played with his hair and was happy to tell him "like" in his ear.
He continued, "Do you still think that Zao'er and I..." He paused here for a second, "It's not good to have more contact with people like me?"
After hearing this, Zheng Siqi looked at him, "Actually, there are some things, as long as you don't think that way, others won't think so, at least I won't." He didn't deliberately exaggerate, and didn't make a big deal out of it, Zheng Siqi just did it A very common declarative sentence.
Qiao Fengtian smiled after hearing this.
"but… "
It is impossible for Zheng Siqi to give Qiao Fengtian a small burden like Zaoer, who is used to being arrogant.
"If you have to express your gratitude, then please bring your friends to the store for more haircuts and perms in the future, and encourage colleagues to come to the store to apply for a card. Du Dong, who has eyebrows and eyelashes, will also, really, it's all up to you. Advertised."
Zheng Siqi listened to him quietly, and wanted to laugh as if he didn't know what to do.