It's been a long time since Bai Ziren had such a lively meal. At Uncle Mu's house, most of the time, her mother followed her two sons with a rice bowl, coaxing and feeding them, and she ate the rice by herself. To answer Uncle Mu's very polite question, even if the atmosphere is delicious, it doesn't make much sense, but now, with the afterglow of the sun shining in, grandma and granddaughter are bickering non-stop, and Cheng Jingbo's voice can be heard over the loud TV. Concern made her inexplicably think of the words Wanjiadenghuo. When she was very young, the family had dinner around a square table in the evening, and when they turned on the TV, there was a program of the same name.
Thousands of lights, ordinary people, four words that couldn't be happier.
She stared at the plump, oily rice in the bowl, and decided to eat slowly.
After the meal, Mrs. Xu made tea and put a plate of fresh dates on the table. Fang Rong had nothing to do, so she handed her album to Bai Ziren for appreciation: "Sister, you said that I might become a painter ?"
Bai Ziren read it carefully, and only sincerely agreed when he turned to the last page: "I think it's very possible."
Fang Rong got the expected answer, and smiled reservedly: "I signed up for a class and went to study during the winter vacation, hoping to make further progress."
Mrs. Xu smiled kindly: "It's good to have an interest. I support you on this point. It's better than wasting time on other things."
An allusion to the books hidden in her drawer.
Fang Rong immediately pretended to be confused, and leaned over to talk to Bai Ziren, asking her to draw a picture.
Bai Ziren thought: "I haven't painted for a long time, and I don't know what to paint."
"Just draw Teacher Cheng." Fang Rong came up with a good idea.
Bai Ziren was stunned.
"Draw me?" Cheng Jingbo turned her head.
"A sketch is fine, or a cartoon version is also fine." Fang Rong scooped up the jujubes in the bowl and took a bite.
Bai Ziren and Cheng Jingbo looked at each other. The latter had an easy-going attitude and looked like he was listening and respectful. So she picked up a pencil and wrote the first stroke on the blank sketchbook.
Twenty minutes later, Bai Ziren finished the painting and handed it to Fang Rong. Fang Rong smiled after seeing it: "Sure enough, I caught the charm, especially the eyebrows."
"Show me." Cheng Jingbo, who was sitting opposite, said.
Fang Rong put it up for him to see: "Do you judge whether you look like it?"
Cheng Jingbo looked at it, and his eyes fell back on Bai Ziren's face: "Have you ever learned to draw?"
"I only participated in extracurricular art classes when I was in elementary school."
"Really or not? That's a pity, sister, you are talented, but you didn't continue to go in this direction." Fang Rong picked up the pen as she spoke, looking very sophisticated, "But the shadow on the cheek is not enough, I will help you Deepen it a little bit."
Before he could make a move in the future, Cheng Jingbo reached out and took the notebook away: "There is no need to modify it, this is fine."
After speaking, he tore off the complete sheet from the notebook: "Leave it to me as a souvenir."
Bai Ziren confirmed: "Do you want to collect my paintings?"
"Do you want to make an offer?" he asked back.
Bai Ziren quickly shook his head: "You can take it if you like."
Mrs. Xu smiled happily: "Look, how beautiful Jiang Jingbo's painting is. It really is someone I know, let him collect it soon."
Bai Ziren lowered his head, and silently took a date, thinking that she wasn't stingy, she originally planned to keep the painting for herself, after all, there would be no chance for him to sit across from him as a model in the future.
"Grandma, I want to draw my own boyfriend in the future." Fang Rong thinks about the future.
Mrs. Xu poured cold water on her: "Think about that when you are young, and lay a solid foundation first."
Cheng Jingbo encouraged her: "Then you must persist until you have a boyfriend, and you can't give up halfway."
"Of course, I'm not the kind of person who spends two days fishing and three days drying the net."
Mrs. Xu immediately exposed her: "It's nice to say that last month, I kept running out and sleeping in on weekends. I haven't seen you take out a pen to practice."
"I'm not being lazy, I'm looking for inspiration, thinking hard." Fang Rong curled her lips.
Bai Ziren listened to their conversation, and when he turned his gaze, he happened to meet Cheng Jingbo's eyes. His pupils were very beautiful, as if they were drawn with ink, with a layer of light gold rippling on the edges under the light. Simply looking at him like this gives you the illusion that he is studying you very intently.
Just as she was about to look away, he actually smiled at her, and with that usual smile, the world suddenly softened.
Before leaving, Cheng Jingbo casually took a few dates from the bowl and handed them to Bai Ziren: "Put it in your pocket, you can eat it on the road."
Fang Rong snickered.
After they left, Mrs. Xu was in a good mood, muttering: "Finally, when he brought his girlfriend, it's a matter of my concern."
Fang Rong asked very strangely: "Grandma, why do you think he didn't have a girlfriend until now? Could it be some hidden disease?"
"What hidden disease?"
"Forget it, I can't explain this rich world to you in one or two sentences." Fang Rong casually glanced back at the bag of medicine on the corner of the table, "However, he is really a good person."
Mrs. Xu staggered to the corner, carefully lifted the bag, and found that the medicine was relatively heavy this time, and it must have been added. On the one hand, she was pleased with the student's hard work, and on the other hand, she was also worried about the fact that the better the medicine, the more expensive it is. Worried, when I took the medicine back to the kitchen, I opened the bag and took a closer look. There was an envelope at the bottom, and I knew what it was when I took it out. Promise, why don't words count
When Cheng Jingbo and Bai Ziren walked out of the long alley and reached the intersection, Bai Ziren looked up at the sky, it was very dark, but his mood was very bright, and he couldn't help saying: "I like Grandma Xu's house very much, I feel very happy .”
"Because the food is delicious?"
She shook her head, summoned up her courage a little, and continued: "No, I actually feel very happy with you."
He replied: "This shows that you can make friends like most of your peers. Sometimes the problem is not as serious as you think, and it will be smooth after you take the first step."
"… Really?"
What she wanted to say was not this. He completely misunderstood it, probably because she didn't express it well, so he added cautiously: "But I can't be like this with everyone."
"This is normal."
"Sometimes, there may only be a few people who can communicate."
"That's also understandable."
"Even just to one person."
"What did you say?" He really didn't hear clearly this time, because her voice was getting lower and lower.
"Nothing." She didn't have the courage to say it again.
After getting into the car, Bai Ziren just sat firmly on the passenger seat when a date fell out of his pocket. Both of them lowered their heads to pick it up at the same time, but when he picked it up, when he raised his head, his forehead just touched her cheek. , her heart skipped a beat, and the skin on her face became hot. He didn't notice this, and when she sat down first, he returned the dates to her.
After the car drove for a while, she was still a little dazed, and heard an extremely untrue sentence in a trance.
"do you like me?"
She admitted that her heartbeat almost stopped, and she felt like she had been poured into a pot of boiling water and thrown into a glacier.
"Is that a difficult question to answer?"
"I thought it might be possible..."
"If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. There is no middle answer."
She held her breath, and then said: "Because I have never had this experience, I don't know if the feeling I am feeling at the moment is true. If you can give me a few days, I think I should be able to determine the answer in my heart. After all, such things It is very solemn."
Cheng Jingbo's calm eyes were a little dumb, and he said later: "I just asked you, do you like the book I recommended?"
"..."
It turned out that she only listened to the middle part.
"You don't need to be so stressed about this problem." He tried to regulate her emotions.
"Oh, it's a book, let me think about it." Bai Ziren immediately calmed down, searched the names of those books in his mind, and found that all of them were extremely difficult for her to read.
"If you don't like it, I can recommend you something else."
"Can you replace it with something easy to read?"
"I think, there is an autobiography of "Traveler", you might like it."
"Traveler? A traveler?"
"Yes, it is an autobiographical book of a Nobel physicist. He described himself as a traveler on the way to discover the truth."
Hearing what he said, she became interested.
"This book is more difficult to find. If you can't find it in your school library or nearby bookstores, I will bring it to you next week."
"Okay, I'd love to read it."
While waiting for the red light, Cheng Jingbo took out a pen and paper from a small drawer in the lower right corner, and wrote her the title of the book and the name of the author.
Bai Ziren took it and looked at it.
Just outside the window, there was a ray of light shining on her face, and her profile was placed in it like a frozen movie lens.
It was the first time to look at a girl's facial features at close range, and he felt pleasing to the eye. He thought, maybe the street scene here is so beautiful, and the subconscious habitually suppressed unnecessary thoughts.
Before she turned her head, he had politely withdrawn his "a bit too much" gaze, and was not in a hurry to speak.
The sudden silence in the car was slightly embarrassing. What made her feel different from usual was that he didn't take the initiative to break the embarrassment. In the past, if he saw what she wanted to say but couldn't say it all at once, he would He spoke appropriately to ease the atmosphere, but this time he didn't.
Did he already realize that she was acting weird along the way
He still didn't speak until he was about to get out of the car, and finally she got out of the car and said goodbye to him, and he just smiled lightly and nodded.
But when she turned around, she heard his voice, which was low and clear under the clear and peaceful moonlight in winter, as if it was a kind of confirmation.
"Bai Ziren, are you twenty-three years old this year?"
She turned around immediately and nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"
"Nothing, just asking, you go in quickly."
She still stayed where she was for a while, and walked back after confirming that he was really all right.
Cheng Jingbo remained silent in the car.
At the age of twenty-three, he is already an adult who can be responsible for himself. He is only twenty-eight years old. It is a generation, and it is normal to be friends, but why did Chen Zhe say "You little friend?" "So, he thought it was very appropriate. To him, she seemed to be a child who needed him to take care of.
He has never been such a patient person with others. Even for his own students, he only answers their professional doubts and never participates in their private life. He has always kept a strict distance and used actions to show the facts. Their identities are insurmountable throughout their lives, and just like this, he is the only male teacher in the school who has no lace scandals.
After a while, his spreading thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the car bell behind him. He looked away, and saw a boy carrying a girl swaying all the way through the car rearview mirror. When he got closer, he saw their faces and thought they were a good match. , has a simple and pure feeling.
He thought for a while, then slowly reversed the car and left the campus.