Winter was approaching, and the cold wind mixed with fallen leaves from outside blew in through the unclosed glass door of the balcony. The old gray curtains moved in the wind, and the tail of the curtains hit the edge of the sofa from time to time.
Lin Qingle glanced at Xu Tingbai, who was sitting at the dining table with Braille teaching materials on the table that she couldn't understand.
These things were already there when she came in. Obviously, he was reading in his own way before she came. After he said he would not say those words again, he really did not let her go, but just did his own thing.
So she boldly sat down next to him, took out her homework and wrote quietly.
They had been sitting there for nearly an hour now, and she was a little distracted, so she began to look at him.
Xu Tingbai's eyes were fixed on one place, his face expressionless, his fingertips moving slightly. When the wind blew, his hair was blown to one side, revealing his full and white forehead. He was expressionless, but his face was full of spring.
Lin Qingle propped up his chin, and relying on the fact that he couldn't see, he looked at him boldly and unscrupulously.
At this moment, she had an illusion that they seemed to have returned to their childhood when they were deskmates. The way he was doing his homework seriously was exactly the same as it is now.
"Lin Qingle." Suddenly, he spoke.
Lin Qingle's thoughts flew back to the past, and she was fascinated by the scene. The silence was broken at this moment, and she was startled, "Ah? What happened?"
"What are you doing?" He frowned.
Lin Qingle said: "Doing homework..."
Xu Tingbai: "There is no sound, you are not writing."
It was true that she had not written for a while, but it could not be said that she had been staring at him stupidly.
Lin Qingle's ears turned red and he said, "I can't write... I can't understand."
"What?"
"English, a very difficult reading comprehension." Lin Qingle said frustratedly, "I did poorly on the test this time because of English."
She didn't lie about this and she was really troubled by it.
Xu Tingbai was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and almost subconsciously said, "Why is your English still not good?"
“Ah…right.”
Lin Qingle was a little embarrassed when he mentioned this. She was not good at English in elementary school, but Xu Tingbai was different. His family often went abroad at that time, and he could talk to the teacher fluently. At that time, she was so envious at such a young age.
Later, Xu Tingbai, who was her deskmate, probably couldn't stand her English grades, so he kindly gave her extra lessons after school. He taught her a lot, and at that time, her grades improved significantly.
"Maybe I'm just not good at English. I can never learn it well. When the results came out the day before yesterday, my mom scolded me." Lin Qingle sighed.
Xu Tingbai was stunned.
So, this is why she is in a bad mood today
Lin Qingle: "What about you? What are you looking at?"
After finishing speaking, Lin Qingle frowned. She shouldn't have said "I saw it".
But Xu Tingbai didn't seem to react, and only said, "It's a task assigned by the school."
"You... can already read Braille?"
"Um."
According to the uncle who sells rice noodles, the time he spent in the special school was not very long.
But Xu Tingbai is still Xu Tingbai, still smart.
"Can I take a look?" Lin Qingle asked.
Xu Tingbai: "You haven't even learned English well yet, why bother with other things? Just go and write."
"I'll just take a look."
The girl's voice suddenly got closer, and Xu Tingbai could feel her approaching. When she leaned over, a few strands of hair fell and brushed against his arm, making him feel itchy.
"How do you tell what the words are?" she asked as she carefully reached out her hand to touch it.
She touched it casually, and her fingers naturally touched his accidentally.
The corners of Xu Tingbai's lips tightened slightly, and he withdrew his hand calmly.
"Lin Qingle, go read your book." he repeated.
"Got it..." Lin Qingle curled his lips and retracted his hand, "Well, why can't I remember the words and I always have no feeling for those sentences. Xu Tingbai, can you teach me again?"
Xu Tingbai didn't know what he could teach him in his current state, but for some reason, he didn't say no.
"If you don't have a good sense of the language, watch more American and British TV series. You will feel much better if you put yourself in the language environment." He said lightly.
"Oh... But my mother doesn't like me doing these things at home. In her eyes, watching TV is just playing." Lin Qingle thought about it and suddenly said, "Oh, right, how about I watch it at your house in the future?"
There is a TV in Xu Tingbai's living room. It was left by the previous tenant and is a bit old.
He never opened it, and only heard the sound occasionally when his father was home.
“The TV…is broken,” he said.
Who knew that just after he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a little girl jogging over, and then the TV started to buzz, and soon a channel popped up.
"It's fine!" the girl's surprised voice came.
Xu Tingbai paused, but did not admit that he was lying: "I haven't opened it. I thought it was broken."
"Now that it's not broken, I can watch TV more often in the future."
Xu Tingbai pursed his lips slightly. He had just said that he was rejecting her subconsciously. But since he had already compromised with "Lin Qingle breaking into his life", now that he heard that she would come often, he had a subtle expectation in his heart.
"Your tone makes me think your mother is right." Xu Tingbai hid his joy and said suddenly.
"ah?"
"Just let you watch it occasionally, not often."
Lin Qingle said embarrassedly: "I will restrain myself. Well... Anyway, I am in your house and you are there to supervise me."
Xu Tingbai pressed his fingertips on the Braille characters with a bit too much force.
He said nothing, but to Lin Qingle, his attitude was equivalent to acquiescence. She happily ran back and sat on the chair, "Then it's settled. Let's continue studying."
For Xu Tingbai, studying is no longer for the sake of studying, but just to pass the long time so that he won't immediately hit a dead end.
But at this moment, listening to the sound of people flipping through books next to him, his silent heart seemed to be pulled a little bit more, and even the book under his fingers seemed less boring.
"By the way, where's your number?" An hour later, the person sitting next to him became restless again and came over to disturb him.
Xu Tingbai stopped and said, "What do you want the number for?"
"Of course it's convenient to call you."
"… Need not."
"Well, then I'll look for you in case I need anything."
Xu Tingbai: "You won't need me for anything."
"What if you need me for something?"
Xu Tingbai took a breath and said, "I won't come to you for anything."
The roads ahead and behind were completely blocked.
Lin Qingle put down his pen and said sullenly, "197675486*6."
"… "
"It's almost time. I have to go."
Her tone was a little depressed, probably because she didn't expect that she would be rejected rudely just after taking a step closer. She didn't say a word while packing up the books, and after she simply packed up, she stood up.
The sound of clothes rubbing against each other, the sound of footsteps, Xu Tingbai sensed all her movements in the dark.
Finally, with a bang, the door was closed.
The room instantly regained its peace.
She is angry.
Realizing this, Xu Tingbai felt a tightness in his chest and suddenly stood up. He quickened his pace and walked to the door, but when he pressed the door handle to open the door, he stopped again.
A blind man, he can't catch up with her anyway...
Xu Tingbai pushed the door back.
Never mind... let her do whatever she wants.
"Didn't you remember the number? Do you want me to say it again?" Just as he turned around to walk back, a clear voice suddenly sounded beside him.
Xu Tingbai paused, then suddenly turned in that direction.
"197675486*6, will you remember this time?"
Xu Tingbai's expression suddenly changed: "Lin Qingle!"
Lin Qingle: "I'm here, I'm here... What's the matter?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, no! I, I just forgot to take my pen!" Lin Qingle didn't tell the truth, but he wasn't kidding him either.
She was really a little frustrated just now, but when she opened the door, she felt that it would take time for him to accept someone's approach, so she softened her heart and wanted to turn around and tell him that it was okay not to tell him the number... she didn't mind.
She just stood there to calm down for a while, but who would have thought that when she turned around after this brief moment of calmness, she saw him standing up and walking towards her.
He walked a little hurriedly, as if he wanted to call her.
She admitted that when she saw him get up and chase after her, the little bit of unhappiness in her heart disappeared in an instant.
"You... did you want to give me your cell phone number just now?" Lin Qingle stared at her face closely, trying to observe his micro-expressions.
Xu Tingbai seemed to sense it, and turned around suddenly, saying stiffly: "I was checking whether the door was closed by you."
"real?"
Xu Tingbai frowned: "Hold the pen well and stop pulling things."
“Got it…” Lin Qingle had no choice but to turn around and go to the dining table, pretending to pick up the pen that was not picked up.
After “taking” it, he walked back and said, “Then I’m leaving?”
Xu Tingbai frowned and reached out to open the door.
Lin Qingle: "I'll come again tomorrow."
Come back tomorrow, a simple sentence, but like a tempting promise.
"Goodbye." She went out and closed the door for him.
Xu Tingbai stood behind the door... This time the room was really quiet, so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat, beating restlessly.
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On Sunday, Lin Qingle told Lin Yufen that he was going to the library and left home.
But unexpectedly, when she walked out of the path leading out of her home, she met Yu Jiayou and Jiang Shuyi.
She and Jiang Shuyi hadn't spoken to each other for several days. When their eyes met, they both saw something unnatural in each other's eyes.
In fact, she didn't want to have a falling out with Jiang Shuyi, she could feel Jiang Shuyi's kindness towards her. It was just that day, when she was angry, she touched the person who was unshakable in her heart.
"Qingle, what a coincidence, where are you going?" Yu Jiayou was a little surprised to see her.
Lin Qingle still walked up and said hello: "I'm going to the library."
"Really? That's great, let's go together." Yu Jiayou said.
Lin Qingle was stunned.
Yu Jiayou: "Jiang Shuyi and I are in the same study group, so I planned to go to the library to study, but I didn't expect to meet you."
Lin Qingle's main purpose for coming out today was to go to Xu Tingbai's house. The library was just an excuse, and she said it casually. But once she said something, she knew that if she took it back, in Jiang Shuyi's eyes, it would probably be seen as her deliberately avoiding it.
She didn't want Jiang Shuyi to misunderstand, she wanted to reconcile.
Seeing that she was standing there without moving, Yu Jiayou smiled faintly and said, "Why are you standing there? Let's go. If you go early, you can get a good seat."
Lin Qingle glanced at the time. It was still early.
"Well, let's go."