Tao Ling sat down at the table, Wen Qingying brought out two cups and pushed one of them to him. Tao Ling took a curious sip and found that it was ginger soup.
Wen Qingying looked at him seriously, waiting for his reaction.
Tao Ling smiled, took another sip, put the phone between the two of them, and wrote, "It's delicious, not spicy." Then he covered the cup with both hands, feeling the warmth.
The little tiger tooth on the opposite side is very nice.
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. It was still afternoon, but it looked like it was already dark.
After looking at the rain curtain for a while, Tao Ling turned around and met Wen Qingying's gaze. After a while, Wen Qingying lowered her eyes and looked at the table.
Tao Ling felt that he was a little strange today, thinking that it was probably because he didn't sleep well last night.
The rain didn't seem to stop for a while, and of course it wouldn't be boring to be alone with Wen Qingying. Tao Ling didn't even want to look at his phone, he just wanted to look at him.
But his mind was still clear, knowing that he couldn't be too obvious, so he lowered his eyes and turned on his mobile phone. Just opened it and saw a new message from the college work group, asking him to update his personal information.
The next second after seeing this, the assistant of the dean's office also came, and asked Tao Ling to send the summary report at hand. The key is that this document has been sorted out for a long time. Tao Ling said that he would send it two days ago, but the other side said he was not busy to receive it, and now he will come again immediately.
Before I could reply, the app suddenly reminded me that there was a new email. I clicked it and took a look. It was a university in Beijing that was going to hold a series of lectures, and an invitation letter came. The recommender in the middle was senior brother Kou Huai.
Tao Ling couldn't help but feel agitated for a while. He didn't talk about taking a break before getting off work before urging him. When things didn't come, he didn't come.
Picking the weight, he went back to the person in the office first: "Can you be a little later? It's raining and I'm halfway through, and the files are on the computer."
The colleague on the other end replied, "Will it be done for me before ten o'clock? I still have to do a summary, and the above suddenly said that I will, causing trouble for Teacher Tao."
Can't you say it? Tao Ling was helpless and replied "yes". He opened the dialog with Kou Huai again and asked about the invitation to the lecture.
Kou Huai quickly replied: "I wanted to tell you for a long time, didn't I send you a call for papers for a conference some time ago? You go to submit a manuscript, mainly to attend the conference, and by the way, you can do this lecture. good for you."
Tao Ling immediately refused: "I can't do it, senior brother, you go, I have never given lectures."
Kou Huai: "Why haven't you done it? Just like your school's platform course, it's a private college. Don't think it's so complicated, you'll scare yourself before you go, there's only a second time after the first time. Communication, the central language is communication.”
Over the years, as long as it is dealing with the outside world, Tao Ling has always been "forced" by Kou Huai, and the two brothers and sisters are well aware of this.
Although he resisted in his heart, Tao Ling couldn't say more, he just responded: "Then I will submit the draft for the meeting first, but I don't know if I can go."
During this period, Wen Qingying kept her head down, drawing with a pen.
Tao Ling finally finished replying to the news, thinking about waiting to go home to pass the documents, when he looked up, he saw that Wen Qingying's paper already had the complete content.
He leaned over, and Wen Qingying just drew the last few strokes. After half a minute, Wen Qingying let go and showed him the picture.
There are two people in the painting, one standing and the other sitting, the sitting person is holding a book in his hand, and the standing person is holding a watering can.
There are pots of flowers and plants on the ground, in pieces, all at once.
Tao Ling was stunned and raised his eyes.
Wen Qingying smiled and caught his gaze, pointing her index finger to the sitting person, then to Tao Ling, then to the standing person, and finally to herself.
"Am I friends with my husband?" he wrote on his phone.
After a two-second pause, Tao Ling nodded solemnly.
Unknowingly, the evening was approaching, and the rain didn't stop. Tao Ling was worried that he still had things to do, so he had to ask Wen Qingying, "Do you have any umbrellas? Can you lend me one?"
Wen Qingying glanced at his phone, got up immediately, and took out an umbrella from behind the cabinet.
Tao Ling took it from him and was about to say goodbye when he suddenly remembered something and asked again, "How many umbrellas do you have?"
After reading this question, Wen Qingying just blinked and did not answer. Tao Ling knew it at a glance, and immediately stuffed the umbrella back.
Wen Qingying shook her head stubbornly. Tao Ling thought for a while and then wrote, "Let's go together then?"
After Wen Qingying packed up, the two went out together.
The umbrella is actually not small, but at the moment it is in the wind and rain, and it is too difficult to cover the two big men.
Wen Qingying held an umbrella, and the umbrella was always tilted towards Tao Ling. That's fine, but after only a few steps, half of Tao Ling's body was already wet.
He turned his head in the rain and found that Wen Qingying's situation was even worse, and he was almost exposed to the rain.
Tao Ling didn't think much, grabbed Wen Qingying's hand holding the umbrella, and wanted to push the umbrella towards him, but before he had time to exert force, Wen Qingying suddenly changed the umbrella to his left hand, stretched out his right arm, and pushed Tao He pulled the whole into his arms and protected him in front of him.
The space under the umbrella is therefore a little more generous.
The heartbeat is mixed with the sound of the rain, as if the rain in the sky is a dense drumbeat.
Wen Qingying's arm was too strong, Tao Ling couldn't break free, and he didn't want to break free. He used force to restrain himself to avoid the embarrassment of wrapping his arms around his waist.
Walking quickly to the intersection, there is a red light on the opposite side. There are always cars coming and going, and there are no pedestrians on the street. It seems that they are the only two people left in the entire urban area.
During the interval of waiting, Wen Qingying kept frowning tightly. He seemed to be afraid that Tao Ling would catch a cold, so he rubbed his hands back and forth on his shoulders.
Tao Ling turned to look at him, the green light on the opposite side turned green, the wind blew violently, and the umbrella swayed, Tao Ling was fine, but Wen Qingying was completely soaked.
After walking a few steps, thinking that it was just for convenience, Tao Ling's heart swayed, and finally reached out and wrapped his arms around Wen Qingying's waist. The two leaned against each other, burying their heads and running towards the house.
The shoulder blades rested against the warm and firm chest, giving the illusion that there was a reliable wall behind him.
After entering the community and going downstairs, Wen Qingying immediately let go of Tao Ling and waved at him as soon as he got into the building door.
Seeing that water was still dripping on his body, Tao Ling became anxious, followed two steps, grabbed his wrist, pulled the person back to the door of the building, and pressed the elevator.
Wen Qingying didn't struggle, got into the elevator, Tao Ling looked back at him, saw his hair wet and put it on his forehead, with a pitiful meaning, he was clearly a handsome man, and he suddenly appeared well-behaved.
A heart was beating wildly, Tao Ling couldn't help but reached out and brushed his forehead for him. Wen Qingying was a little embarrassed, looked at each other and smiled.
After entering the room, Tao Ling immediately threw away the things in his hand, wiped the water off the surface of the phone, and typed it to Wen Qingying: "Go take a hot shower first, and change your wet clothes."
After reading it for him, he didn't wait for his reaction, and just pushed the person away.
After entering the bathroom, Tao Ling turned around and wanted to go out, but Wen Qingying pulled him from behind, but he was not in a hurry, just a little dazed.
Tao Ling hurriedly typed again: "I'll go get you pajamas and towels and put them on the chair by the bathroom door. You wash them quickly, and I will wash them when you wash them."
Wen Qingying had no choice but to nod and let go.
When looking for pajamas, Tao Ling suddenly thought that Wen Qingying had attended a normal university, so she probably wasn't congenitally deaf and dumb, so she wondered if wearing a hearing aid would help.
After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly felt that he had to sign up for a sign language class.
Putting the clothes on the bathroom door, Tao Ling turned back to the room, took off the wet clothes while walking, and wanted to change into the dry clothes first.
For fear that Tao Ling would catch a cold, Wen Qingying washed very quickly, and when she came out, she saw the bedroom door was open.
The lights in the room were bright, he casually looked over, and saw Tao Ling's thin light/bare shoulders at a glance, he was bending over to take off the last leg of his trousers, his back was arched, and his butterfly bones were high.
Wen Qingying was stunned for a moment, her hand holding the towel suddenly tightened, and she turned her back.
Tao Ling put on clean clothes and came out, seeing Wen Qingying standing by the bathroom door, surprised: "So soon?"
Wen Qingying stood there, her lips slightly pursed. Tao Ling passed by him unconsciously, picked up the wet clothes of the two, and threw them into the washing machine.