weekend.
Tang Zuo came to Shi Ci's residence again.
The appointment is at ten o'clock.
It takes Shi Hai more than an hour to take the subway from home.
It takes Tang Zuo about 20 minutes to walk from the dormitory to Shi Ci.
Shi Hai hadn't arrived yet when she arrived.
She put on the pink and white slippers she wore last time and sat on the sofa in Shi Ci's living room.
The sofa is very wide, very soft, blue-grey in colour. Probably custom made.
Shi Ci was cutting fruit in the kitchen, letting her visit freely, but Tang Zhao still sat obediently. On the round coffee table in front of her was a cup of water with passion fruit and green tangerines. She took a sip from it, then silently glanced around the living room, and her eyes were attracted by the large fish tank.
The glass was so transparent that it glowed. Inside it were rockeries, green plants, and large, silvery-white fish with slender bodies and a pearly white glow. There were also smaller fish with orange-gold or purple-blue tails, in small groups.
A mini rainforest.
Dreamy and gorgeous.
The clear glass wall reflected the corners of Tang Zhao's lips, and he realized that he had walked to the fish tank without knowing when.
"Do you like it?" came a smiling voice.
"Hmm..." Tang Zuo stood up straight and turned around, "Very beautiful."
Shi Ci put down the fruit plate and said, "Come and have some fruit."
The fruit plate contained watermelon, cantaloupe, mango cut into small pieces, and cute red tomatoes.
Tang Zuo walked back and sat down properly.
There are many green plants in Shici's room. There is a tall Areca palm tree next to the sofa, and a Monstera deliciosa at the entrance of the restaurant.
There is also a small bouquet of dried flowers on the coffee table.
Tang Zuo turned his head and finally saw the familiar bouquet of flowers on the desk deep in the living room.
Monday was white lilies and purple and pink hydrangeas.
Wednesday is white roses and light green lisianthus.
Friday is sunflowers, pink roses and daisies.
Every two days she would place a small bouquet of flowers at Shi Ci's door.
She puts together each bouquet of flowers by herself, and they are not large bouquets. In addition to the main flowers, she will add one or two branches of baby's breath, eucalyptus leaves, and lavender to add a finishing touch.
The bouquet of flowers from Friday was on Shi Ci's desk, with light shining on it. Tang Zuo's lips curled up into a slight smile, and he picked up a small tomato and put it in his mouth.
Shi Ci's eyes flickered slightly, his gaze swept across her, glanced at the beam of light, then turned back to her, his smile becoming even brighter.
really.
The mystery is solved.
The two of them ate the fruit in silence for a while, exchanging a few words during the period.
Time passed slowly until ten o'clock.
"This kid must have overslept." Shi Ci shook his head.
"Is he not very willing to take tutoring lessons?" Tang Zuo asked.
Shi Ci thought back to the phone call, especially after she told him that she would be there, he was so angry that he stuttered.
"No, he's happy to, but he also wants to sleep in." Shi Ci said with a smile.
"Yeah." Tang Zuo believed it and ate another tomato.
The watermelon in the fruit plate was untouched, and the mango and cantaloupe were not eaten much either. However, she ate several cherry tomatoes.
Shi Ci sat on the sofa next to her and could see her every move.
A simple white T-shirt with letters and denim shorts.
She is not tall, but her proportions are very good. She looks very petite when sitting, with very thin long legs and transparent skin. Even her knees, which are difficult to maintain, are smooth.
Young. Too young.
Like a flower that is pure, hazy and slightly sweet in the moonlight after rain.
She was sitting very well, and should be in a relaxed state now, with her legs straight and her thin ankles together, resting on the round coffee table.
Such a pair of legs, such slender ankles, should be sitting on my thighs, and maybe even held in my hands.
Shi Ci picked up a piece of watermelon with a fork.
Suppressed my wandering thoughts.
You can't think of her as a woman.
She is just a student who is much younger than herself.
"Xiao Tang." Shi Ci called her.
"It's so hot, so hot!" Shi Hai pushed the door open in time, with a circle of wet sweat marks on the collar of his T-shirt. He grinned at Tang Zuo and also shouted, "Hi! Tang Zuo!"
Shi Ci's desk is very wide and large. On the desk there is an Apple monitor, a vase, and a pen holder.
Shi Hai gave the chair behind the desk to Tang Zuo and moved another one to sit on. Shi Ci sat on the sofa with his iPad, looking at the boys and girls at the desk.
Under the bright light, the young outline is like midsummer, vivid and steaming with vitality.
"Do we have to do this first?" Shi Hai sighed, "Can we not listen to the hearing test?"
"I'll do the test with you, and we'll follow the steps of the test." Tang Zuo said softly. She had prepared the materials yesterday, and even printed them out and brought them with her.
Unlike before, when she was a tutor her attitude was less distant and she was more patient.
Shi Hai looked at her and couldn't refuse, "Okay then..."
"Write the composition first. Half an hour." Tang Zuo set the alarm on his mobile phone.
“howbest handle the relationship between teachers and students”
Shi Hai could understand the topic, which was a composition topic similar to that of an elementary school student, but he felt there was nothing to write about in English.
Tang Zuo across the street has already started writing.
Looking closely, the eyelashes were too long and the lips were too delicate, and Shi Hai couldn't concentrate at all.
The letters slid smoothly from Tang Zuo's pen, adding to his pressure.
"Oh! I don't want to write!" Shi Hai threw down the pen in annoyance.
“… You can just write anything you want.” Tang Zuo said.
Shi Hai took a deep breath and drew something with his pen, absent-mindedly.
So he can write that the heroine beats him up and then comes to heal him? Will readers give up on the story? Haha, or he can now write that the hero abuses the heroine...
Shi Hai's mind had already been on the keyboard until the alarm on his mobile phone rang.
Tang Zuo looked at him thoughtfully, and Shi Hai simply gave up, "I really don't know how to do it..."
Shi Ci exchanged glances with Tang Zuo behind him.
If there was a conversation between those eyes, it would be: "Look at my brother..."
"It doesn't matter… "
Tang Zuo said, "Then let's do the listening test." She played the video on her phone. Shi Hai got a headache when he heard the English that was almost as standard as AI. He listened to a few questions reluctantly and protested again, "I don't want to listen..."
Tang Zuo paused the video and asked, "What's wrong?"
Shi Hai couldn't speak directly to her face, so he turned his eyes away, "I feel very stressed when you are in front of me..."
Tang Zhuo pursed his lips and moved the chair to his side. "How about this?"
Shi Hai still shook his head, "... No way either."
"… "
Shi Ci stood up and walked over, "Shi Hai, what on earth do you want to do?"
Shi Hai was being stared at by the two of them so intently that all his breath was held in his chest. He mumbled several times but didn't say anything.
Tang Zuo thought for a moment and took out her MP3 player. “Then we can listen to it in separate places. I’ll go somewhere else to write.” She left her cell phone to him.
“… No need.” Shi Hai had a feeling that if he didn’t know what was going on, his sister would beat him up. “Forget it. I’ll go to the restaurant.”
"Do you want to listen to MP3 or a mobile phone?" Tang Zuo still followed his lead.
Shi Hai rolled his eyes and said, "MP3, please." It's not bad that she can wear her headphones.
Tang Zuo helped him jump to the listening materials. He took the test paper and saw Shi Ci squinting at him from the corner of his eye. Shi Hai's shoulders shook and he quickened his pace to avoid Shi Ci's sight.
Tang Zhuo heard a breath floating above his head, and it was Shi Ci who sighed slightly.
She looked up at her. Shi Ci's hair was all combed up, with some strands on her cheeks. There was a faint light between her collarbones, and the center of the light was reflected in her collar.
There was a gentle, elegant scent of a mature woman floating in the air.
As soon as Shi Ci lowered his eyes, he met a pair of clear and clean eyes.
The owner of these eyes smiled at her and went back to his homework.
It was a very shallow and brief smile, like a feather-like comfort.
From this angle, you can see the top of her black hair.
Shi Ci thought for a moment, then walked over and sat back on the sofa, picked up the iPad, and on the screen was a crossword puzzle. She tapped the screen with a stylus, filling in the blanks carelessly, and her eyes fell on the person at the desk again.
No one else has ever sat at her desk except herself.
Tang Zuo was doing the questions, his eyes quickly scanning the paper.
It was obvious that this question was very easy for her, but she still took it very seriously.
Shi Ci felt that she had been looking at it for too long.
Or maybe Tang Zuo finished the test too fast.
She put down her pen and raised her face.
Shi Ci smiled at her and whispered, "Are you done?"
Tang Zuo nodded, stood up and walked over, leaning over to look at Shi Hai in the restaurant. He was still writing with the pen in his mouth.
"Come and sit..." Shi Ci waved at her.
Shi Ci sat in Tang Zuo's original seat from the beginning, and Tang Zuo subconsciously walked over and sat next to her.
"Are you doing a crossword puzzle?" Tang Zuo asked curiously.
"Hmm..." Shi Ci hummed, and then found that most of the puzzle table was still empty.
Tang Zuo seemed to be interested and moved closer to look at the iPad screen.
Shi Ci started writing and immediately filled in most of the answers. She glanced at the girl who was looking at the questions carefully and slowed down her writing.
"The first actress to appear on the London stage..."
Tang Zhao's eyes lit up slightly, "Hey, I seem to have an impression of this, I did it when I was doing reading, Margaret Hughes."
Shi Ci filled in the blank and curved his eyes, "It really is her. She's amazing."
Tang Zuo looked relaxed, and his tone was somewhat cheerful, "What Nashville Concert Series began in 1925?"
"Hmm..." She pursed her lips unconsciously, making a long sound of thought.
Shi Ci's fingers rubbed the pen body until Tang Zuo could no longer think of anything and turned his head to look at her. Then she smiled faintly.
“grand ole opry theatre.”
"I've been here before when I was in the United States." Shi Ci talked about this experience for a few words, and Tang Zuo listened very carefully.
The crossword puzzle was almost completed.
"A word with four i's and four s's?"
"Mississippi." They said in unison.
Tang Zhao laughed, but it was not like his previous shallow laughs that were slightly tinged with worry. This was a laugh that came out naturally without any preparation or worries.
There are a few small bags under the eyes, and the eyelashes are curled up as if to hold back the smile.
A lovely, sweet, smile.
The author has something to say: See you next Monday.
Thank you for your support.