Tao Ling was stunned, and someone outside asked, "This teacher? Are you friends with the boss? Call him!"
As soon as these words came out, the boss of the next store said, "It's a friend. But the boss is deaf, so it's useless to make a phone call."
Tao Ling ran to the door and asked, "Does anyone know which way the boss ran?"
Someone pointed at the street behind the corner, Tao Ling quickly said "Thank you" and went in that direction.
He walked this way before, but Wen Qingying took it with him. He walked through a short alley. He was about to continue walking, but he heard a scream of pain next to him.
Tao Ling had already passed by, Wen Sheng immediately took two steps back, and turned his head to see three people in the alley, one leaning against the wall and the other being pinned to the ground. The third person suppressing him was Wen Qingying.
The one next to him was obviously beaten, his expression panicked, but he wanted to wait for the opportunity to sneak up on Wen Qingying.
"What!" Tao Ling shouted. The man was half-struck, startled, then glanced at his companion, turned and ran from the other side of the alley.
Tao Ling strode forward and grabbed Wen Qingying's hand that was about to fall.
Wen Qingying was stunned for a moment, and when she looked back at him, her eyes were a little red.
The man on the ground held his head and glanced here. He was obviously a second-rate with no fighting power. He looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Wen Qingying didn't make any serious moves when he thought about it.
Tao Ling pulled Wen Qingying up and kicked the boy on the ground: "Go away."
"Wait!" Watching the boy get up, Tao Ling blocked Wen Qingying with one hand, and suddenly stopped him again.
"What?" the boy asked fiercely, taking two steps back as he asked.
From the first sight of Tao Ling, Wen Qingying suddenly became quiet, not to mention the expression on her face was completely gentle, at least there was no anger anymore.
Tao Ling glanced at him and confirmed that he would not be impulsive, so he let go of his arm, walked up to the boy, and asked, "You smashed the store?"
The boy raised his chin: "How about it? You come and beat me! Kill me! Tell you that I am not afraid of death!" After speaking, he spat on the ground.
"Student from which school?" Tao Ling frowned, "Who asked you to come? Isn't bullying the deaf-mute very rewarding?"
The boy looked like he wasn't afraid of boiling water, he glanced at Wen Qingying, and continued to raise his head towards Tao Ling: "Can you handle it?"
Tao Ling approached with an expressionless face, raised his hand suddenly, cut his hands back, grabbed his neck, and pushed him forward against the wall: "You think I don't care?"
Seeing this, Wen Qingying took a step forward, Tao Ling shook his head at him, motioned him to leave it alone, and tightened his hand by three points: "Are you going to tell me?"
"You have the ability to strangle me!" The boy looked at Tao Ling fiercely, but didn't let go.
Tao Ling looked back at Wen Qingying, and seeing that his mood was not right, he let go the next second: "Go away, don't let me see it next time."
The boy was inexplicably released, and looked at the two back and forth, seeing that they really didn't intend to ask questions, and his face was still a little disappointed. Went with a pocket.
Tao Ling: "..."
If someone really instructed the idiots to smash the store, it is estimated that they saw that Wen Qingying could not deal with the rogue, and the other party could not afford to claim compensation.
The man had long since disappeared, and Wen Qingying stood there with his head lowered. Tao Ling walked in front of him and saw his tall nose bridge and dense eyelashes, but he couldn't see his expression clearly.
The back of the house is on both sides of this alley, so there are no people coming and going. Tao Ling is awkwardly short, tilts his head sideways, and looks up from below, trying to see Wen Qingying's face clearly.
Wen Qingying still kept her eyes on the ground and didn't look at him, Tao Ling sighed, knowing that he probably knew who did it.
After a while of silence, Tao Ling reached out and raised his chin, wanting him to look at himself. Wen Qingying moved very slowly, and turned her face away.
Tao Ling let out a "tsk" and used a force again. Wen Qingying didn't resist this time, she raised her head with strength, her eyes were even more red than before.
With a sigh, Tao Ling touched Wen Qingying's arm, Wen Qingying pursed her lips and looked down at him.
Tao Ling didn't understand what the flower shop meant to Wen Qingying, but he suddenly got a signal for help in Wen Qingying's eyes. He thought it was a bit incredible, but his heart softened into a puddle of water by this look. Before he could think, he raised his hand and took Wen Qingying into his arms.
After a while, Wen Qingying wrapped her arms around Tao Ling's waist. He was taller than Tao Ling, and he was slightly arched in order to let his chin rest on his shoulder, which seemed a little aggrieved.
This time, getting closer, Tao Ling keenly noticed that Wen Qingying's hand was shaking, moved forward again in distress, and stroked his back.
After an unknown amount of time, a sharp horn suddenly came from the alley. Tao Ling suddenly pulled away from the trance state, remembering that the flower shop was still open, so he patted Wen Qingying on the back of the neck.
Wen Qingying understood, straightened up, her eyes had returned to a clear calm.
The two went back to the flower shop together. When they arrived, the people gathered at the door had already dispersed, and only the passers-by looked back from time to time.
The owner of the fruit shop next to him has been helping to keep an eye on the shop. When he saw them coming back, the owner walked out the door and said with a smile, "You're back? Are you okay?"
Tao Ling smiled: "Thank you boss, it's okay, let's clean up."
Wen Qingying also smiled, probably guessing what the two were talking about, and nodded at the boss in thanks.
Then all afternoon, the two were cleaning up the flower shop.
It is easy to destroy things, but to rebuild it always feels like there is no end. When Tao Ling was picking up a piece of broken pottery on the ground, he suddenly remembered that Wen Qingying had given an example when he chatted with him before, saying that the tradition of poetry has left and returned.
For some reason, Tao Ling had a new idea at this moment. He felt that Wen Qingying was not interested in the direction of tradition, but was sensitive to broken things.
Thinking about things and doing things, the fingers suddenly sharp and painful.
Tao Ling lowered his head and saw that the white ceramic plate was stained with blood. He just raised his hand. Before he could see the wound clearly, Wen Qingying had already pulled him up.
He was so strong that Tao Ling could only be dragged away.
He was taken to the bathroom to wash his hands, and when he came out, Tao Ling was pushed on a chair. Wen Qingying took a Band-Aid from the drawer. Tao Ling took the opportunity to wipe his hands, but the tissue was snatched away as soon as he pulled it in his hand.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, seeing Wen Qing's image as he treated a child, lowered his head to dry his hands, and then put the Band-Aid on carefully.
After the treatment, Tao Lingcai said, "It's just a small wound."
Wen Qingying knew what he was talking about, typed on the phone, and said concisely, "Don't come here." After reading Tao Ling, he got up and went to clean up the flowerpot.
Tao Ling wanted to laugh a little, but after coming out of the alley, Wen Qingying felt weird and suddenly a little domineering.
Fortunately, it was almost done, and Wen Qingying could do the rest alone.
An afternoon passed, and the store became clean again, but there were a lot of bad things.
Many flowers have been trampled and smashed on the ground, but Wen Qingying was reluctant to throw them away, and all the flowers that could be planted came back one by one, and suddenly it was evening.
Tao Ling went to the side to pack two bowls of noodles and came back. The two sat in silence and finished eating. He walked back and forth in the store twice, and finally sat back.
Looking at Wen Qingying, he swiped the Band-Aid on his finger when he lowered his head, and he wrote jokingly, "Isn't this Band-Aid the last time I bought it?"
Wen Qingying nodded, looking at a pot of white camellia with few flowers, her face was a little dazed.
After thinking for a while, Tao Ling decided to ask directly and wrote, "Why did they come to smash the store?"
Wen Qingying finally averted her attention from the flower and typed with her phone: "It should be hired by someone."
Tao Ling: "Do you know who it might be?"
This question was pushed past, and Wen Qingyingjing took a long time before writing a name on the phone: "Yun Xin."
The name sounds pretty good, and Tao Lingxin said it was true at first sight. His sister's name is Yunnan, and her sister's surname is probably Yun.
Tao Ling no longer asked, Wen Qingying instead took the initiative to write: "Yun Xin is my stepfather's daughter, and Yunnan is my mother and my stepfather's daughter. They don't like me getting too close to my sister."
Seeing this brief explanation, Tao Ling was silent. He didn't continue to ask why it wasn't her, but them, and it seemed pointless to investigate the difference between the two.
In the moment of silence, the phone ding dong.
Tao Ling clicked on the unread email and saw the invitation letter from the academic conference in Beijing. After replying, he sent a message to Kou Huai.
Wen Qingying was looking at the pot of flowers in front of her again, but Tao Ling's mobile phone suddenly reached the moment: "I'm going to Beijing before New Year's Day, do you want to go for a walk together?"
Not to the suburbs, not to any nearby attractions, not even the neighboring provinces, but Beijing.
The place is far away, no matter what the purpose of the itinerary is, as long as it is an appointment, there is always a sense of travel, and this means that it only happens between close people.
Thinking about it carefully, this means that two people are close to each other... friends.
Wen Qingying was stunned for a while, Tao Ling thought of the scene when he mentioned this to him last time, and thought that he would probably not be willing to go.
Two seconds later, when Wen Qingying hadn't responded yet, Tao Ling dragged the phone back. Just as he was about to say no, it didn't matter, but Wen Qingying squeezed his hand lightly.
Tao Ling was stunned for a moment, trying to make himself ignore the temperature on his fingers and looking at him inquiringly.
After a long while, Wen Qingying suddenly realized what he was doing. He took back his hand embarrassedly, turned on his mobile phone again, and replied, "Sir, will I disturb you when you are doing your business?"
"Of course not." Tao Ling smiled and continued to write, "We can stay until the New Year's Day is over, but you have to match my schedule for the first two days, okay?"
Wen Qingying nodded after seeing it, and smiled at Tao Ling for the first time in the whole day.
In a place he couldn't see, Tao Ling clenched his fist quietly, and he found that he couldn't see Wen Qingying for a long time.
He was afraid that the hurricane in his heart would roar out.
Wen Qingying said that he was going to St. Maiden Township to buy goods the next day. Tao Ling originally wanted to accompany him, but he had to go to work on Monday, so he only asked what he would do next time if such a thing happened.
Wen Qingying was silent.
At eleven o'clock, the two walked to the gate of Tao Ling's community together. Before saying goodbye, Tao Ling typed: "Give me your phone number."
Wen Qingying took his mobile phone and lost his own phone number.
Tao Ling immediately called him, the two of them saved each other's numbers, and added WeChat, Tao Ling felt a little more at ease.
In the end, he smiled and stroked Wen Qingying's shoulder, motioning him to go home quickly. Wen Qingying received this meaning, but didn't move for a while.
Tao Ling was about to ask if there was anything else, but he had already lowered his head and wrote a line on his mobile phone and asked Tao Ling to read: "Sir, can I give you a hug?"
His eyes were too clean, like a young man who restrained himself begging for his brother's love. Even though Tao Ling's heart trembled at this sentence, he couldn't think of going anywhere else.
The two of them kept their mobile phones together, as if they were going to complete some kind of ceremony next, they had to clear the venue in advance and pack themselves up.
After a long while, they looked at each other and smiled, Tao Ling leaned over and hugged Wen Qingying.
One was standing on the low steps and the other was standing under the steps. It was obviously just a coincidence, but it made it easier for Tao Ling to hold Wen Qingying's shoulder as a protector.
Under the bougainvillea bushes in the courtyard wall of the community, in the corner where the light and shadow interweave, Wen Qingying pressed his forehead against Tao Ling's shoulder and hugged each other for a long time. In a word.
Then they separated from each other, and Wen Qingying walked home under the moonlight.
Tao Ling stood at the intersection and watched his back disappear, and went home with overflowing thoughts.
The anti-theft door separated the world. Tao Ling pressed his back against the door to calm down for a long time, and finally said something he didn't dare to say just now. Even though he knew Wen Qingying couldn't hear it, he still didn't dare to say it—
"like you."
Before falling asleep, Wen Qingying sent a message: "Sir, good night. Actually, I'm not sad."
Tao Ling smiled, took a sip of water, swallowed Ding Ding, and replied, "Good night, good dream. I am very sad that's why I asked you to hug me."
Wen Qingying: "I dream of dreaming."
After seeing the news that the machine was turned off, Tao Ling turned his body sideways. He held the pajamas that Wen Qingying had worn all day in front of him, and gradually fell into a rare dreamland.
When Tao Ling closed his eyes, Wen Qingying sat in the unlit living room, clicked on Yun Xin's avatar, and wrote a sentence: Hu Bo, "Yun Xin, what are you trying to do?"
Yun Xin responded very quickly: "What do you mean Wen Qingying?"
Wen Qingying: "Literally."
Yun Xin: "Wen Qingying, let me tell you, you are a white-eyed wolf, don't pretend to be good, don't pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger in front of my sister and my dad, don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"
Wen Qingying was too lazy to talk to her, gritted her teeth, and replied, "Sister Yunxin, I will call you sister for the last time. If you destroy the things I care about again, I really won't back down. Also, you are immersed in I've been in my imagination for too long, maybe I'm a little paranoid, I suggest you see a psychiatrist."
Yun Xin exploded at one point: "Wen Qingying bastard, make it clear! What do you mean? What dirty water is pouring on me?"
Wen Qingying exhaled and deleted her.
After a while, the news of Bai Guan jumped out: "If you don't make it clear, I will never finish with you!"
Wen Qingying wrote: "Brother Bai Guan, I'll delete your account if you don't get your phone back. I'm tired, and I don't want to play games with you at all."
This time the news came after a full two minutes: "I'm sorry Qingying, I don't know what happened today, but it really has nothing to do with your sister. She is at home all day today."
Wen Qingying: "I'm sleeping, Brother Bai Guan goes to bed earlier."
Bai Guan: "Good night."
After taking a shower and doing vocal cord rehabilitation and pronunciation exercises, Wen Qingying sat on the bedside and looked at her phone.
He read the contents of Tao Ling's WeChat back and forth several times, and even remembered his WeChat ID, even though it was just a string of random letters, and then clicked on the dialog box with him, and carefully read the two sentences just now. After a while, I finally changed a chat background image.
After sitting until he was too sleepy to bear, he reluctantly fell down, scribbled on the quilt, and hoped that the day would come soon.
When the cold wind blows, time disappears very lightly.
Another week later, at home on Saturday night, Tao Ling finally got a reply to the paper he submitted to the journal in the early autumn, but it was only a rejection notice.
After being a doctor for so many years, he was used to receiving rejection notices. After reading the email, he calmly sent a message to Kou Huai: "One-kill achievement."
Kou Huaiha made a long list and said, "The efficiency is high enough. It took only two months to kill. Keep up the good work. There will be a collection of this conference in Beijing, but it's useless. Good articles are still reserved for submissions."
After the two said a few words, Tao Ling clicked on Wen Qingying's avatar.
Wen Qingying hardly posted on the Moments, not even a background picture. There was only a solitary picture in it, a green daisy like the avatar.
But Tao Ling was still used to clicking in and having a look when he had nothing to do.
After struggling for a moment, Tao Ling sent a message: "The paper I submitted more than two months ago was rejected."
Wen Qingying: "Ah? Will your paper be rejected as well?"
Tao Ling smiled: "Whose paper hasn't been rejected?"
"Yes." Wen Qingying responded.
His tone felt very light, and although it was the same as face-to-face, he still only communicated through words, but because of the distance from the Internet, it seemed that he could really hear what he said.
Tao Ling was browsing the post before receiving the new email. He still remembered the sentence he saw a few days ago, the sentence Wen Qingying said that he had a lover.
But the topic of being single is abrupt no matter how you ask it. Tao Ling doesn't know how to be more natural. The key is not to tell Wen Qingying that he has been following him.
After thinking about it, he could only give up, and after chatting for a while, Tao Ling suddenly remembered that today was Saturday, and asked, "Did you not open the door today? Where have you been?"
Wen Qingying: "Have you ever been to a flower shop, sir?"
Tao Ling: "I didn't go. I just passed by once last week and found that you don't seem to be open on Saturday, so I forgot to ask you."
Wen Qingying: "Yes, I give myself a holiday on Saturdays, and I don't open the door."
Tao Ling: "Where to go on vacation?"
The news came after a while, and Wen Qingying said, "Wandering around. I will also go to the cemetery, like I went with my husband before."
Tao Ling thought about it and said, "Then why don't we go to the cemetery next Saturday?"
Wen Qingying deserved it quickly: "Okay sir."
Tao Ling: "See you on Monday."
Wen Qingying: "See you on Monday."
After talking to Tao Ling, Wen Qingying was about to take a bath when a phone call came in from an unfamiliar number.
He hung up habitually, and a text message came from the other end: "Wen Qingying, stop lying, I know you can hear me, you answer the phone!"
Wen Qingying took a deep breath and didn't move, when the text message came again: "It wasn't me that happened last week! I can't do such a despicable thing! Even if I want to smash your store, I can't let others do it! "
After reading this sentence, Wen Qingying blocked the number, and then sent a message to Bai Guan: "Brother Bai Guan, my number will not be used tomorrow, let her stop harassing others. I will keep my promise. Taking Yunnan away, I also ask Brother Bai Guan to be considerate, and please don’t disturb my life again and again.”
After a long time, Bai Guan replied, "I'm sorry Qingying, she's been in a bad mood these two days."
Wen Qingying didn't want to say any more, but finally added: "Please don't come to the flower shop again, or I don't know what to say to Nannan."
Bai Guan: "Okay, sorry."
After class on Friday night, Tao Ling and Wen Qingying walked back to the flower shop as usual.
Now that I'm used to communicating face-to-face with WeChat, I don't have to push the phone around, which is much more convenient, but Tao Ling felt a little regretful in his heart.
He didn't want to think deeply about what he was sorry for.
Sitting in the shop, one person was nibbling on an apple, Wen Qingying suddenly asked, "Sir, when I was in class just now, I saw in your courseware that every school of Taoism is trying to establish its own orthodoxy. This orthodoxy What exactly does sex mean?"
It was a strange question, Tao Ling didn't expect him to ask this, but he still answered seriously: "In layman's terms, it is just right."
Wen Qingying: "Is it important to be justified?"
Tao Ling: "Actually, just look at the change of dynasties in ancient China. To put it simply and rudely, it is called treason if the name is not right."
Wen Qingying didn't type, just nodded.
Tao Ling wanted to ask him if he was in a bad mood, thinking that he was afraid of meddling with his own business, so he casually opened his work mailbox to take a look, and found that there was an unread email that was two days ago.
I don't know why, but the phone never reminded me.
The sender was from a publication that had previously rejected the manuscript. Tao Ling was a little helpless and said to himself, "Why did you send two more rejection notices?"
When I clicked on it, it said the opposite. The editor asked Tao Ling if his previous paper had been transferred to other journals. If not, he could make the first revision.
Attached is the returned manuscript with comments from the preliminary review.
Tao Ling was a little surprised and asked Kou Huai, Kou Huai said, "It's a good thing!"
"Okay." Tao Ling agreed, and replied to the publisher by the way.
After the email was sent, he looked up at Wen Qingying, who was also looking at him. After a long while, Wen Qingying lowered her head and sent him a WeChat message: "Sir, is there anything you are happy about?"
Tao Ling smiled: "It's always good to be with you. The publication that rejected the manuscript told me about the preliminary review."
Wen Qingying smiled happily and replied, "That's great!"
Although he couldn't see the strangeness on his face just now, Tao Ling couldn't help but ask, "Are you in a good mood today?"
Wen Qingying: "Maybe it was because I slept too late last night, and the teacher taught a lot of content today, I'm thinking."
Tao Ling: "Then we can go to the cemetery a little later tomorrow."
Wen Qingying nodded, showing her little tiger teeth.
The next day, it was almost noon when the two arrived at the cemetery, and Wen Qingying brought two bouquets of flowers as before, this time it was white carnations.
Going to Tao Jun's tomb first, and walking towards Wen Qingying's mother's tomb, Tao Ling heard something faintly.
He turned to look at Wen Qingying, Wen Qingying caught his gaze and looked back inquiringly, Tao Ling shook his head.
Passing through the arborvitae bushes one after the other, Wen Qingying suddenly stopped, Tao Ling let go of the hand pulling the tree, didn't pay attention to the front, and suddenly bumped into his back.
Tao Ling took a step to the side and was surprised when he looked up and was stunned.
There were two people standing in front of them, and one kneeling in front of the tombstone. The kneeling one said in surprise, "Brother, Teacher Tao?"
Tao Ling turned his head to look at Wen Qingying, maybe because Yunnan was there, his face was not cold, but he nodded politely, then looked at Yunnan and smiled.
Yun Xin frowned.
Yunnan got up, jumped to Wen Qingying's side, and hugged him happily.
The brothers and sisters gestured a few times, and then Wen Qingying walked to the tomb and put down the flowers. Yunnan took the opportunity to turn around and asked Tao Ling, "Mr. Tao, did you come with my brother?"
Tao Ling: "I'll see my brother."
"Oh, sorry." Yunnan was a little embarrassed.
Tao Ling twitched the corner of his mouth.
For the next two minutes, no one spoke.
Tao Ling was a little embarrassed, and was about to say go first, when Yun Xin suddenly said, "This... Teacher Nannan, I have something to say to my brother, can you please avoid it?"
Turning to Yunnan again: "Take your teacher to stroll around and ask for some learning problems."
Yunnan gestured to Tao Ling, Tao Ling nodded, and was about to leave behind her, but Wen Qingying just got up. Seeing this, he stepped forward and grabbed Tao Ling's arm.
Tao Ling pursed his lips lightly, patted the back of Wen Qingying's hand, and pointed to the main road outside.
Wen Qingying was unmoved, and the hand on his arm did not loosen at all.
Yun Xin watched impatiently, Bai Guan showed no expression, only Yunnan was a little nervous, she looked at Tao Ling in surprise, then at Wen Qingying, and gestured at Wen Qingying.
Wen Qingying shook her head, still holding Tao Ling.
Tao Ling was helpless and said, "This, Wen Qingying's sister, what do you want to say? Anyway, you are using sign language, so I can't understand it."
After he finished speaking, Yun Xin and Bai Guan looked at each other. Between the lights and flint, Tao Ling suddenly understood that there was something to say between them, not to avoid themselves, but to avoid Yunnan.
This family is also really strange.
After a stalemate, Yunnan asked, "Sister, what do you want to say to my brother?"
Yun Xin paused for two seconds and said uncomfortably, "Ask him when he will be home."
Yunnan looked surprised, but nodded happily in a flash, and immediately conveyed Yun Xin's meaning to Wen Qingying.
Tao Lingxin said that this little girl was too deceitful, and Yun Xin's expression could not wait to eat Wen Qingying, but she believed such words.
But he is an outsider, but he can't say anything.
After Yunnan finished expressing, Wen Qingying's expression loosened, he finally let go of Tao Ling and made a few gestures. Tao Ling guessed that this meant that he was leaving.
Sure enough, Wen Qingying took a step forward and hugged Yunnan.
After letting go of his sister, he immediately pulled Tao Ling towards the main road, and Yun Xin shouted from behind, "Wen Qingying!"
Wen Qingying's face was expressionless, and her footsteps did not stop at all. Bai Guan's low voice sounded: "Miss, let's go home, Nannan just said she was hungry."
Yunnan's voice came softly: "It's okay... okay. Brother is gone, let's go too, sister, and go out of the cemetery with brother."
"Wait a minute, I haven't kneeled yet." Yun Xin said.
The voice behind him got farther and farther, and finally reached the main road. Tao Ling struggled for a while, but Wen Qingying realized that she was still holding him, and immediately let go.
Tao Ling's skin was also pale, but it didn't hurt, but there was a red mark. He involuntarily touched it, Wen Qingying's face was guilt, and his fingers touched the red mark.
The tactile sensation is too obvious, and it is more impossible to ignore than when it is firmly squeezed. Tao Ling's heart trembled, and his hand was retracted.
"Sorry sir, I was a little emotional just now." Wen Qingying hurriedly took out her phone and apologized.
Tao Ling smiled, raised his hand and touched his back soothingly.
Wen Qingying lowered her eyes, and wrote on her phone: "Sir, let's go faster, I'll take you down the path."
Tao Ling complied. At this time, he was halfway to the main road. Wen Qingying suddenly took him to the left and walked down a path between the tombs. The end of the path leads to a wall, and there is a corner on the edge of the wall, which is shorter than the wall next to it.
At the gap, Wen Qingying stopped and turned to look at Tao Ling.
Tao Ling was startled and wanted to ask how he found this place. He also remembered that Wen Qingying wanted to leave quickly, so he pointed to the wall and motioned for Wen Qingying to turn over first.
Wen Qingying took a few steps back for a run, stepped on the wall with one foot, and flipped over in three or two times. When he was about to jump down, he paused and turned back to grin at Tao Ling.
This smile is extremely brisk and has a sense of escape. His eyes are shining, and the tiger teeth are exposed unobstructed. The usually calm aura is like the clouds and mist being dispersed by the wind, which suddenly makes him look very young.
Tao Ling was dazzled by this smile, and before he could react, Wen Qingying had disappeared before his eyes.
He took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and ran up the wall in the same way.
With his upper body propped over the wall, Tao Ling held his breath when he saw the scenery outside.
There is no world outside the cemetery.
In front of it seemed to be some kind of school, but now it has been abandoned, leaving a very wide playground, with rusted football nets at both ends, and other than waist-deep weeds.
It was already the season of cold winds, and the weeds on the field were almost withered and yellow, only occasionally mixed with a little greenery. When the wind blew, the grass swayed and waves, instantly reminding Tao Ling of the wasteland.
If it is the turn of spring and summer, and the white flowers bloom in the grass, it must be a beautiful place.
It wasn't until the hand supporting the wall became a little sore that Tao Ling looked down and smiled.
It rained two days ago, and a small ravine just formed behind the wall, but it was blocked by grass and could not be seen. When Wen Qingying went down, he didn't pay attention, only when he stepped on the grass did he realize that something was wrong.
He stood under the wall and looked up at Tao Ling. Water was splashed on his body. Seeing Tao Ling was smiling, he lowered his head and glanced at his trouser legs again.
However, after two seconds, Tao Ling couldn't laugh anymore. Wen Qingying stepped back and motioned to show him. Only then did Tao Ling realize that the water pool is very wide, and if you want to go down, you must be unable to escape.
Just thinking about it anyway, Wen Qingying is the same, if it gets wet, it will be wet, and she gritted her teeth and was about to jump down, when Wen Qingying suddenly opened her arms towards him.
Tao Ling was stunned, and retracted the foot he had just stretched out.
Wen Qingying still smiled at him, her arms opened wider.
The meaning couldn't be more obvious, but Tao Ling didn't dare to move. No matter what, he was still a big man, and he wasn't skinny, so the impact of going down would not be small.
After a stalemate for a moment, Wen Qingying blinked and raised her chin towards him.
A gust of wind passed, Tao Ling smiled and jumped down, jumping into Wen Qingying's arms.
Catching the person firmly, Wen Qingying took Tao Ling a few steps back, buffered the force of his fall, and took the person away from the flooded area by the way.
The body wrapped up and stopped, Tao Ling wanted to let go, but just as he made a move, Wen Qingying's arm on his waist tightened for a moment, but the next second it was released immediately, so Tao Ling couldn't react.
Looking at each other, the expression on Wen Qingying's face was still clean and sincere, and Tao Ling couldn't help but suspect that it was an illusion just now.
The two walked to the center of the field together and stood among the weeds, feeling that the wilderness was silent, only the sky, the earth and the wind remained.
Although the wilderness is only the size of two football fields.
Passing through here is equivalent to bypassing the entire cemetery. After walking for a while, Tao Ling took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Wen Qingying: "How did you know this place?"
Wen Qingying: "I sometimes wander around the cemetery when I have nothing to do."
Tao Ling was surprised. He often came to the cemetery, but he never cared about the place next to the cemetery. Compared with Wen Qingying, his life is really like a well.
Wen Qingying looked a little embarrassed, her eyebrows raised, an expression that was hard to see on his face.
"Sir, am I great?" he continued typing.
Tao Ling smiled and replied, "Yeah, it's amazing!"
After crossing the entire playground and about to step on the opening to the road, Tao Ling glanced back. There is an open space behind, and the grass is connected to the sea.
In fact, autumn is not so bad, he suddenly thought so.
Wen Qingying met in autumn, and they went to winter together.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of December. After confirming the schedule in Beijing, Tao Ling and Wen Qingying bought a ticket for December 28.
I set off in the morning and went to the university where the lectures were held in the afternoon. The lectures were arranged in the evening, so there was plenty of time. The next day was an academic conference at another school, which lasted for one day. Then it was the weekend, New Year's Day just happened on Monday, and three days were blank.
In addition to flying back to Wu City on the afternoon of New Year's Day, the remaining two and a half days can be freely painted by Tao Ling and Wen Qingying.
Tao Ling also refused the accommodation arranged by the other university, Wen Qingying took the initiative to ask Ying and was in charge of booking the room.
In the end, Tao Ling knew that the hotel business had been relatively good during this time. Wen Qingying didn't get a single room, but only a standard room.
Let's live together, Tao Ling thought, since they are friends anyway, it seems abnormal to have a single room.
Finally, the day of departure arrived. After a flight of more than three hours, the weather was fine. Tao Ling looked at the blue, white and light outside the window, and fell asleep after a while.
Wen Qingying leaned over to him, and Tao Ling leaned on his shoulder unconsciously until the plane landed.
It was noon when we arrived in Beijing. The private colleges and universities that held the lectures were very enthusiastic and drove a special car to pick them up.
After arriving in Haidian District, the two settled in the hotel they booked and had dinner again, which was still early for the evening lecture.
Even if you have to go ahead to meet the teacher who picks up the person, you can still rest for two hours.
Wen Qingying asked Wen Qingying, they both had similar thoughts and wanted to rest for a while.
Tao Ling had slept on the plane, but Wen Qingying was a little sleepy at the moment, so the two of them sat and lay down and stayed quietly for an afternoon.
At half past five, thinking that it was almost time, Tao Ling was ready to leave.
It was said earlier that Wen Qingying would go with him, but when he left, he was fast asleep, looking like he was very tired, and it was difficult to wake up once he fell asleep.
Before he could decide whether to call Wen Qingying or not, the teacher who answered the phone called, and Tao Ling had to hurriedly pack his bag and go out.
After answering the phone and walking downstairs, he sent a message to Wen Qingying: "I didn't call you when I saw you were sleeping soundly. If you're hungry, eat something by yourself. I'll be back after the lecture. Wait for me. "
Tao Ling went downstairs. There was a teacher waiting at the entrance of the hotel. When he saw him, the teacher smiled and said, "Mr. Tao, you are really handsome."
"It's Teacher Liu?" Tao Ling smiled, raised his hand and shook her.
The two of them ate dinner together and entered the school. Because it was a series of lectures, many people listened, so the arrangement was a large classroom, which was indeed similar to the platform class in the provincial university.
Before the lecture started, Tao Ling was standing by the podium. He heard the host Mr. Liu say a bunch of titles, and it took a while to realize that he was talking about himself.
There was applause from the audience, and Tao Ling turned his phone to silent and came on stage.
The content is accustomed to speaking, and it is too difficult and inappropriate, so it is very easy and smooth, and the response from the stands seems to be not bad.
In addition to the question and answer session, the whole lecture lasted for two hours.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when he came out of the lecture hall, and the place where he lived was not far from here. In the end, he only said a few words of courtesy to Teacher Liu, and Tao Ling was able to escape and set off on his own way back to the hotel.
He first glanced at the dialog box with Wen Qingying, and found that Wen Qingying hadn't replied to him, thinking that he might still be sleeping, and thinking of his quiet sleeping face in the afternoon, his heart throbbed for a while.
While walking, he sent a message to Kou Huai: "The lecture is over, I feel okay."
Kou Huai: "Mr. Liu gives