"No." Wen Qingying shook her head.
Between the lightning and flint, Tao Ling suddenly remembered the words on Wen Qiu's tombstone, and recalled it for a while, and suddenly realized that this time should be Wen Qiu's birthday.
Before he could ask, Wen Qingying said something else: "Sir, you are a postdoctoral fellow and you will be a university teacher in the future."
Tao Ling nodded and said with a smile, "What? Am I not now?"
After several months of practice, Wen Qingying had almost no obstacles in speaking. He said, "You will become an associate professor in the future, and then a professor."
Tao Ling nodded again: "But it's difficult."
Wen Qingying put down a biography and said gloomily, "But I can only grow flowers."
Tao Ling laughed, got up from the mat on the ground, turned around and straddled his lap, cupped his face and asked, "What's wrong with planting flowers? Boss Wen thinks planting flowers is not good?"
"No." Wen Qingying put her arms around his waist and rested her forehead on his shoulder, "The more I read during this time, the more I feel guilty, and suddenly I feel that there is a big gap with Mr.
"You are talking nonsense." Tao Ling rubbed the uncut hair on the back of his head, "You are the one who listened to my class the best, and the one who knows what I'm talking about best."
Wen Qingying smiled, Tao Ling said, "Fool."
After a moment of intimacy, Tao Ling asked, "Are you taking a shower?"
"Sir, wash first," Wen Qingying responded, "I'll finish reading this section."
Tao Ling thought for a while: "If you want, you can actually go back to school."
Wen Qingying pursed her lips, and finally said, "Sir, let me think about it."
Tao Ling agreed and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Wen Qingying saw the last paragraph of the book in her hand, and was about to write the title of the book on the notebook, when her hand inadvertently passed over the armrest of the sofa, sweeping the notebook to the ground.
He bent over to pick it up, accidentally turned to the last page, and saw the sentence he had written in Tao Ling's class earlier.
There is an extra line behind it, in Tao Ling's handwriting—
"Kiss me when you're upset."
Tao Ling came out of the shower and was wiping his hair, half of his vision was covered by the towel, and he was caught off guard by Wen Qingying.
In a blink of an eye, he was pressed onto the sofa, and the whole sky was covered with wet kisses.
Tao Ling laughed loudly: "What are you doing?"
After laughing for a while, Wen Qingying's hand began to touch him, and the attack between his lips was violent, and then Tao Ling couldn't smile anymore.
Finally let go, the two looked at each other breathlessly, Tao Ling said, "Do you want to do it?"
Wen Qingying smiled: "I saw it."
Tao Ling wondered, "What did you see?"
"You let me kiss you." Wen Qingying buried her face in his neck, "in the notebook."
Tao Ling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the sentence he wrote down at the time. After laughing for a long time, he gently touched his earlobe and asked, "Are you very uneasy now?"
Wen Qingying whispered, "Tomorrow is my mother's birthday."
Tao Ling thought as expected, hugged him tightly and asked, "Are you going to Yun's house?"
Wen Qingying thought for a while: "Let's wait until we're leaving."
After hugging in silence for a long time, he seemed to calm down and said, "Sir, can you do me a favor?"
Tao Ling reassured: "You say it."
Wen Qingying took a breath: "I, I want to tell you about my mother, my mother's death, and then... record it."
Hearing the word "death", Tao Ling's heart was already beating wildly, and his mind couldn't turn around for a while, he asked in a daze: "Record it?"
"Well," Wen Qingying said, "I'm afraid I won't know what to say when I see my father in Yunnan, but I'll talk a little better in front of you."
Tao Ling finally got out of the dazed state and said, "Okay."
Wen Qingying let him go and lowered her eyes: "I'll go take a shower first."
Tao Ling nodded dazedly.
When Wen Qingying entered the bathroom, he walked back and forth in the room twice, recalled what Wen Qingying said just now, and finally confirmed thoroughly that Wen Qingying really wanted to tell him about the past.
The windows were half-open, and it was a rainy night outside. The summer wind came from a distance, and it rushed onto people's faces, bringing a bit of cool moisture, and the fragrance of flowers—
On the windowsill is a glass vase with a bunch of fresh cut flowers in it.
Wen Qingying and Tao Ling sat cross-legged on the bed, facing each other, with their mobile phones on next to them, and the recording was turned on.
"It's okay, you speak slowly." Tao Ling urged.
Wen Qingying nodded, raised his hand to hold him, and said, "Tomorrow is my mother's birthday."
Tao Ling responded, "Yes."
"When I was very young, about four or five years old, my dad took me out to play, but left me in a strange city. I stayed in the rescue station for a while, and then my mother found me and took me to the cloud. Family."
Having said that, Wen Qingying stopped, was silent for a long time, and said, "Sir, no, I can't talk anymore when I see the phone recording."
Tao Ling said, "Should it be closed? Go see the Yun family at that time, and I'll tell you when you can't tell."
Wen Qingying rubbed her face and said nothing.
Tao Ling reached out and turned off both of their phones, and said, "Now it's just you and me."
Qingfeng lifted the curtains, the night light on the bedside was dim, Wen Qingying leaned against the bedside, Tao Ling moved with him, and lay half-side by side with him.
Tao Ling handed over a glass of red wine, and Wen Qingying drank half of it.
Putting down the cup, he said, "My mother took me to the Yun family. The Yun family is very big. She is married and has a child, which is Yunnan."
"The person she married later was a man with great manners, but he didn't talk much and didn't laugh. She asked me to call me Dad, but I can't call him Dad anymore, so I kept calling him Uncle Yun."
"Uncle Yun's daughter Yun Xin is three years older than me. She was very kind to me in the beginning, but the people in her mother's uncle's house didn't like me, and the people in the Yun family's house didn't like me either... Over time, I didn't talk to her very much. play together."
Tao Ling squeezed his hand and encouraged him to continue.
Wen Qingying smiled and glanced at him sideways: "My mother's mentality is not very good, there is a failed marriage in front of me, and there is a family that has not been happy since childhood, so even if she is married to Uncle Yun, she is still unhappy. This kind of unhappiness has never been shown in front of the rest of the Yun family, only in front of me."
"Do you blame her?" Tao Ling asked in a low voice.
Wen Qingying smiled: "No wonder, I know that I am different to her. All her bad emotions are only thrown at me, which shows that I am special."
Tao Ling's heart tightened: "How old were you then? Has it been like this since you were a child?"
"Yeah." Wen Qingying responded indifferently, "Sir, let's skip between us, there's nothing to talk about."
Tao Lingqiang suppressed his emotions and said, "Okay, you grow up in a swish, and suddenly you go to college."
Wen Qingying laughed for a while, and said, "When I was in college, a tumor grew on my vocal cords, so I had to have an operation. The situation was not too light, so I couldn't speak for half a year after the operation, and then acute otitis media occurred. "
"The senior year just started, I went home and was going to go for a review." He stopped here and suddenly changed his words.
"Actually, when I grew up, I had a vague feeling that my mother placed her feelings on Uncle Yun too much, but Uncle Yun didn't love her that much, or he didn't care too much about her. He was very good at cold violence. Got it. The relationship between them was unequal from the beginning, she was very cautious in her work in the Yun family, and it has been very painful. "
"The day I went home, I didn't know why, but by coincidence, I went to the garden and happened to hear Uncle Yun talking to someone."
The words fell, Wen Qingying's breathing suddenly became extremely heavy, Tao Ling noticed that his mood was unstable, hurriedly touched his arm, and then kissed him sideways.
After calming down for a moment, Wen Qingying said, "It's a woman. I heard him talking about my mother to the woman, in a very... unfamiliar tone."
Wen Qingying didn't say the specific words in the middle, and Tao Ling didn't ask any further, just comforted: "It's all right, it's over."
Wen Qingying nodded: "I don't know who saw me in the garden that day. Uncle Yun quarreled with my mother at night. After Uncle Yun left, my mother couldn't control her emotions, so she came to me and asked me to listen to me during the day. what happened."
Tao Ling was stunned: "How did you answer?"
Wen Qingying smiled and touched her ear: "When she came to ask me, there was a lot of pus in my ear, all the way to my chin, so I typed to tell her, I said I couldn't hear already."
The room was quiet for a long time, and after a long while, the voice sounded again: "I thought I was afraid that she couldn't bear her emotions, but later I found out that I was too cowardly."
"No, it's not Wen Qingying." Tao Ling touched his face and said distressedly, "It's not cowardice, you are protecting her."
Wen Qingying seemed to have made up her mind to finish her speech all at once, and then said, "I went to the hospital for a review the next day. After the check, my mother sent me a message saying that she was blowing hair on the roof and asked me to finish the check. find her."
"I saw her on the top of the building, the parapet was so low, she was standing on the edge, I don't know why the roof door of the inpatient building was open, she was on it anyway. When I went over, she started to follow me. Said, she said she didn't want to live for a long time, she always wanted to die, the worst thing was to live in pain for so many years..."
"In the end, she looked at me and said she wanted to jump off the roof, and said that if I called her mom, she wouldn't jump."
Tao Ling was shocked and said, "But you haven't fully recovered yet..."
Wen Qingying turned her head and buried her face on his shoulder: "I was horrified when I heard this, I just wanted her to go downstairs first, so I called Mom."
Tao Ling was completely stunned.
"mom-"
"I called her and she said you could hear it, and then..."
Then-
Then he dared not speak again.
Tao Ling raised his hand to stop him from continuing, but Wen Qingying continued to say regardless: "I didn't die, I didn't jump along, because I really wanted to kill Yun He, I wanted to kill Yun He and then commit suicide, I think it must be He made my mom like this, but I never saw him!
Later, I stayed in the hospital for a long time. After I came out, I calmed down a bit. I thought that the Yun family would eat people, so I wanted to take Nannan. My mother told me that she likes Yunnan very much. The only happy time in her life is in Yunnan, I just want to take Nannan…”
"But everyone won't let me take her away!"
After saying this, Wen Qingying's chest rose and fell violently, and her breathing was extremely rapid.
Tao Ling hurriedly rolled over and hugged him: "It's alright, it's alright, darling, Yunnan is doing well now, and so are you."
He said, "And I, Wen Qingying, and me..."
That night, when she heard that Qingying was being held by Tao Ling, she wept bitterly.
His cries were in tune with the sound of the rain outside the window, Tao Ling's heart was crushed, and he recovered himself with the sound of his breathing after falling asleep.
As a result, flowers unique to Wen Qingying bloomed in his chest, which were the patterns of his grief.
When he woke up the next morning, he still opened a flower shop as usual. When he returned home at night, he inevitably mentioned the time to go to Yun's house, but Wen Qingying hesitated.
Tao Ling put a voice recorder on the table, and asked him warmly, "Do you want to speak for yourself, or use this?"