Ning Ning found a second adopter for Wen Yu.
Considering that the first adoptee was burnt to death because of excessive drinking, which caused a fire, this time she selected carefully and chose a language teacher who was chubby and chubby. When she laughed, her facial features were crowded together. Very amiable.
"I'm fifty this year, and I don't have any bad hobbies. At most, I go fishing by the river." She introduced herself to the two of them, "I've never been married, and I don't have children. Because I'm getting older, I want to raise a child. Retire yourself to the end... Ah, do you like reading comic strips?"
Wen Yu stopped in front of a bookshelf and looked up at her.
The language teacher smiled and took down a whole set of "Fengshen Romance" and stuffed it to him: "Let's go to the living room to see it, where the light is good."
Wen Yu looked at Ning Ning again, Ning Ning nodded at him, and he went to the living room with the book in his arms. The language teacher closed the door and said to Ningning, "Let's talk about him."
They didn't know that Wen Yu didn't go to the living room to read a book. They were inside the door, and Wen Yu stood outside the door with her back against the wall, listening to them.
Ning Ning said a lot of good things about Wen Yu at first, but the language teacher just listened, and finally asked with a smile, "You like him so much, why don't you adopt him yourself?"
"He's a very good boy." Ning Ning was silent for a while before he said, "But I'm not a very good adult. I don't live in a stable place, I don't have a stable job, I don't have any savings, and I can't afford him to go to school. … lose his temper, he fits better than me.”
Wen Yu lowered her eyes, suddenly raised her feet and walked to the living room, opened a book and sat on the ground, not long after, footsteps came from behind him, Ning Ning's hand fell on his head, he raised his head, and put his face on his face with attachment. Leaning on her palm, her warm eyes looked at her like a puppy.
"From today onwards, you will live with Teacher Yu." Ning Ning also looked at him tenderly, "Listen to her carefully, do you understand?"
Wen Yu nodded meekly, then stretched out his arms to hug her neck.
So much so that on the way back, Ning Ning's neck was still haunted by the warmth he passed on.
"You want to get better, get better and better." Ning Ning touched her neck and said softly, "I want to get better too, getting better and better."
Back at the theater, it was already time to eat. She took the lunch box from the cook, and just turned around, turned her head again, and smiled at the other party with a rusty smile: "Thank you."
The rice cook was stunned for a while, then touched the back of his head and said, "Oh, oh, no thanks."
Ning Ning didn't bring the lunch back to the cellar to eat. She sat down on the chair next to her with the lunch box. The people at the table immediately stopped chatting and looked at her strangely. Violently picked up a chopstick, while shaking and resolutely stuffed it into his mouth.
The courtesan snorted and asked with a smile, "My Miss Phantom, why do you have time to eat with us today?"
"I am the phantom on the stage." Ning Ning smiled back, "Now, I am a person."
I am a person! I want to eat hot meals, I want to associate with people, I want to say thank you, I can't keep myself in the cellar forever, in the coffin of the past!
After eating, she went back to the cellar and pulled out the Qianzhihe that Wen Yu had left for her. She looked at each one so carefully that Ning Yuren tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so she got up and asked, "It's so late, Do not you go to sleep?"
"I want to study for a while." Ningning said with her back to her.
"Learn what?" Ning Yuren asked curiously.
"Learn 'first love'." Ningning replied.
"Have you found a way?" Ning Yuren couldn't help but get up and walked over, following her gaze, looking at the note in her hand, after reading the contents above, she frowned, "These... are they useful for acting? ?"
"It's useful." Ning Ning sat on the chair and smiled at her, "Are you free? I'll show you."
The next day, in the kitchen.
Chef Chen looked at them strangely: "What do you have to do with me?"
Ning Ning picked up a thousand paper cranes and said, "Wen Yu gave it to me. He said you told him that first love is an egg roll."
Chef Chen scratched his face a little embarrassedly: "That... I said it casually."
"Why is it an egg roll, not a zongzi or a shredded apple?" Ningning looked at him sincerely, "There is always a reason, can you tell me? This is really, really important to me."
He couldn't beat her, so Chef Chen had to say, "When I was young, I made egg rolls for my first love for three years."
"And she's with you?" Ningning asked.
"No, she married someone else, and I'll never make egg rolls again."
Ning Ning lowered her head and was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and said, "Can I ask, when was the last time you made egg rolls?"
"...It was at her wedding banquet. I happened to invite my master to do a running water banquet, and of course I went with me as an apprentice."
"I see." Ningning looked at the direction of the eggs in the kitchen, "I'll make an egg roll, can you give me a taste?"
"I can't be the master of this." Chef Chen sneered, he is still a helper, and he starts fighting in the kitchen.
"Just watch me do it again." Ning Ning rolled up her sleeves and came to the cutting board.
She held something and placed it on the chopping board. With the other hand, she raised a kitchen knife and cut quickly on it. Ning Yuren watched it for a while, and realized that she was cutting onions, and her action changed again. It was so fast and messy that it quickly cut to the hand.
The knife stopped, she put her fingers in her hands, turned her head to look at the gate, her expression was like sadness and joy, she suddenly rushed over, but stopped at the gate again, and turned back dejectedly.
She started chopping vegetables again, too, too... Huh? Ning Yuren touched his ears, did you hear the sound of cutting vegetables just now? It turned out that she had hallucinations after watching her chopping vegetables for a long time.
Taking a closer look, she didn't stand like her usual appearance. Her back was a little hunched, and her feet were eight apart. Ning Yuren turned her head to look at Chef Chen beside her—they both stood in the same posture.
Gotta, gotta... Finally finished cutting the green onions, then beat the eggs, starch, and put the pot. She had nothing real in her hand, and the pot was always empty, but when she finally came out of the pot, she really Like standing in a scent, slowly shovel out the egg roll with the empty shovel in his hand, put it on the cutting board, get, get, get, cut a total of three knives, and cut the long egg roll into four small pieces. blocks, and then put them in two small plates
Are you imitating Chef Chen's cooking? Seeing this, Ning Yuren was a little puzzled. Does this have anything to do with learning how to act first love
But at this moment, Ning Ning suddenly turned his head, looked around vigilantly, and then slowly took out something from his pocket.
She took things very slowly, and her expression changed very slowly, so that Ning Yuren could clearly read the change in her heart at the moment from her expression—she brought something bad in her In the kitchen, she didn't want people to see it. She was hesitant now whether to do this.
When hesitating, he moves slowly, but when he makes up his mind, he moves quickly.
She quickly took the thing out of her pocket. It was a bottle. She twisted the bottle and spilled the contents on one of the egg rolls. stiff.
In the end, Ning Ning turned around, with the egg roll that was just out of the pot in his left hand, and the egg roll that had been cooked in his right hand, and handed them to Chef Chen together.
"Do you want her to eat the first egg roll," she asked, "or do you want her to eat the last egg roll?"
Chef Chen swallowed and said, "Of course it's the original egg roll... She's still alive."
Then the name of this first love is called abandonment and forgiveness.
The two walked out of the kitchen. Ning Yuren walked behind Ning Ning and suddenly asked, "Are you going to play all the people on paper?"
"Yes." Ning Ning said, holding a pile of sheets of paper spread out by Qianzhihe.
"Why?" Ning Yuren shook his head, "You are playing the Phantom, not the cook above, the sweeper, the opera teacher, you are a waste of time."
"No waste." Ning Ning looked back at her, "For me, if you want to play a role, you must first understand his inner activities at that time, and then deduce the actions he will take and the words he will say. I played the Phantom because I couldn't understand her inner workings... I couldn't understand how she felt when she fell in love with someone."
He lowered his head and looked at the pile of paper in his hand, the pile of people on the paper: "I have no other good way, but to keep acting, keep understanding, and when I finish performing the above people, I have experienced all the first loves above, maybe I will catch something."
At the same time, she took this opportunity to get rid of Qu Ning'er's influence on her. After all, she was acting, not Qu Ning'er. She couldn't always be dominated by this phantom of the past.
And so a difficult self-training began. She couldn't take up the usual training and rehearsal time, so she could only squeeze out rest time desperately, but even so, not everyone was willing to cooperate with her. These people gave up temporarily and looked for someone who was willing to cooperate with her.
So the first thousand paper cranes, the second thousand paper cranes, the third thousand paper cranes... As Ning Ning has fewer and fewer thousand paper cranes in his hands, Ning Ning's condition is getting better and better, and everything is getting better. , the only thing that makes people feel disappointed is the midnight dream, and there is always one less person beside him. When I eat, I always get an extra portion, and then I can only eat it myself.
Another morning.
"What do you want?" The courtesan looked at Ning Ning in front of her suspiciously and vigilantly, feeling that she was more abnormal than usual today.
"I heard that Chen Guanchao is your first love." Ning Ning approached her step by step.
The courtesan was more vigilant: "Of course!"
"What do you like about him?" Ning Ning imitated Chen Guanchao, put two fingers in front of his forehead, and threw forward handsomely, "Is that so?"
After that, the hand he threw out supported the big tree behind the courtesan, and smiled cynically at her, while the corner of his mouth twitched upwards: "… Or is it like this?"
The hair on the courtesan's body stood on end, she shivered violently, bent over and escaped from under her elbow, turning back and cursing, "Did you take the wrong medicine today?"
"I'm just curious." Ning Ning said to her with a smile.
The socialite rolled her eyes, walked over, lowered her voice and said to her, "Don't pretend to be pure there, don't you have the same goals as mine, it's all for his money, money, money!"
Looking at her back, Ning Ning folded her arms behind her and shook her head with a smile. Not every first love is good, and sometimes lies and deceit are mixed. Life is full of expressions, even if it is such a first love, it can be turned into small fragments to fill her heart.
But something is still missing.
"...You're not here." Ning Ning sighed and turned around slowly, "I always feel that something is missing."
Behind him, Wen Yu smiled at her. The sun was shining, sloping down through the shade of the tree, and cut into small spots by the leaves, which sprinkled finely on his face.
It wasn't until he was hugged by his waist that Ning Ning came back to his senses, hugged him with his backhand, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you back?"
There were footsteps in front of her, she raised her head and saw the language teacher standing opposite.
"...Sorry." She loosened her tightly biting lips and said to Ning Ning, "I still can't adopt him."
"...Why?" Ningning asked.
Wen Yu hugged Ning Ning's waist and slowly turned her head to look at the language teacher. The language teacher avoided his eyes and said in a panic, "It's nothing."
Ning Ning immediately felt angry and walked towards her: "What do you mean? He's not a pet. You bought it for a few days, and you want to return it if you don't like it! What's the reason? There must be a reason, right?"
The language teacher paused for a moment, then dropped a sentence: "If you have time, you can take a look at his paintings."
Ning Ning was stunned, painting? what painting
Wen Yu walked over from behind and gently pulled her hand. Ning Ning bent down and touched his head, comforting: "It's okay, she doesn't want you, I want you."
He felt that it was not good for the child to hold resentment, so he took his hand and shook it in the direction of the language teacher's departure: "Tell Teacher Yu, goodbye, and be careful on the road."
Heiyouyou's eyes looked at the direction where the language teacher was leaving, Wen Yu slowly waved his little hand, obeyed Ning Ning's words, opened his mouth, and said silently: Goodbye, be careful on the road.
… she really should have been more careful…
A few days later, fishermen found a floating corpse on the river, with a pale face and hair like seaweed floating away. It was the language teacher who had been missing for a few days.