The third button was unfastened, and the fingers slowly loosened.
Tao Ling put his hands on the side of the cabinet and stood quietly for a while before taking out the card.
The card case is pure dark blue, with only a golden four-pointed star in the corner. Unrolling it, there is a pattern drawn by Wen Qingying himself. In the lower right corner is a cluster of flowers, which are daisies. Only the lines are not filled. It is extremely simple and beautiful.
In the blank space in the middle is written in pen:
"Sir, although studying religion can't make us face the disappearance of life calmly, it doesn't make us forget it, so I think it's pretty good.
Good night, dream dream. "
Because the card is a little small, the three words "Wen Qingying" can only fall in the middle of the daisies, as if the painting and the words were originally one.
Putting the card back into the kraft paper, Tao Ling opened the cabinet and touched a glass vase on the far side.
In the past, Tao Jun was always very busy, and he thought twenty-four hours was too short to work, but no matter how busy he was, he would go to the flower shop and buy lucky bamboo every time, so there was a lot of greenery in the house all year round.
Tao Ling often jokes that he is greedy for glory, so he does not plant other flowers but only lucky bamboo, and teasing that he should also plant fortune fruits and cash cows.
At this time, Tao Jun would throw away his elegant appearance, revealing the wickedness that other people would never see, lock Tao Ling's neck and beat him on the head, scolding him for being a little bastard.
After scolding, Tao Jun never said anything like "I'm all for you", so even if Tao Ling was scolded, he was happy.
After all, the brothers are still together.
Too long, too long ago.
Tao Ling raised his head and took a breath, and raised the heavy vase expressionlessly.
Change the water frequently to live a long time. He still remembers Wen Qingying's advice when he first bought daisies.
The vase was placed on the bedroom windowsill.
After putting in the bouquet, I went to take a bath, and after a shower of hot water, the whole person became dizzy again, bringing a long and slight drowsiness. Afraid that this little bit of sleepiness would disappear, Tao Ling quickly packed up and went to bed/bed.
To sleep is to fall asleep, but all night is full of random jumping dreams.
For a while, he dreamed of watching TV with Tao Jun at home, Tao Jun asked him what to eat later, and then dreamed of talking to Wen Qingying in a flower shop, and Wen Qingying drew a flower on his hand.
I also dreamed that I didn't graduate and was writing a dissertation in the library, but I couldn't find any book. In the blink of an eye, the person seemed to be on the top of a mountain. He looked around blankly and found that there was no one behind him.
In the end, he dreamed of Xia Chaoyang, and Xia Chaoyang asked him where Tao Jun's grave was.
"Why did you curse my brother to die? It's too much! If you want to die, you die!" Tao Ling was so angry in the dream that his throat was full of rage, and he almost couldn't breathe. He didn't wait for Xia Chaoyang's answer, and waited for a chestnut from Tao Jun.
"Tao Ling, how did you speak?" Tao Jun frowned.
Tao Ling was in pain, opened his eyes, and found that the corner of the spine of the bed was pressing against his forehead. After a long time, it was painful. Before dawn, he glanced at the clock on the bedside, it was only half past five.
Lie down and can't sleep anymore.
He turned on his phone and found a friend request in WeChat, with the note being Xia Chaoyang.
After hesitating for a while, Tao Ling nodded.
Xia Chaoyang didn't know whether he hadn't slept or had woken up, and the news came immediately: "Junior Brother Tao, if you need help in the future, you can come to me."
Tao Ling: "Thank you, Teacher Xia."
Tao Ling was in a bad mood since entering autumn, especially this day.
The student assistant made a mistake in an important document, and Tao Ling repeatedly reminded him to pay attention to the wrong place, but it turned out that the mistake was not only easy, but the task was still handed in online.
When he said "Get out of the way" with a cold face, the student was so frightened that he didn't dare to ask him another word all morning.
As the lunch break was approaching, the counselor from the next office came over, chatted with Teacher Zhang a few words, and pretended to inadvertently began to test: "Mr. Tao, students are tired of juggling study and work, and everyone is busy with administrative work. If there is any error-prone place, we still need to give pointers and pointers in advance as teachers..."
Tao Ling lowered his head to deal with the matter, and taunted the corner of his mouth, but did not answer.
Teacher Zhang coughed a few words, motioning her to stop talking, and then the counselor smiled, changed the topic and said a few words at will, and left the office.
When the people left, Teacher Zhang said softly like gossip: "Mr. Tao, sometimes the face that should be given is still to be given. Teacher Wang knows the wind direction the most, you don't need to look at what the students do, just look at her attitude. "
Fuck face, sometimes you can't give face that shouldn't be given.
Tao Ling knew from the moment he entered the office that he did not fit well with the administration of this college, but Teacher Zhang usually took good care of him. The hand typing on the keyboard stopped, and he turned his head to respond, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."
Teacher Zhang still held the thermos cup and smiled leniently.
I went to work in the afternoon and Teacher Zhang had not come yet, so the student assistant came to hand in the newly made documents.
I took it over and flipped it a few times, and the previous mistakes have been corrected. Tao Ling pushed his glasses, but he didn't smile: "It's hard work."
The students were silent.
This boy is now a third-year student, and has been working part-time in the administrative office for two years. I don't know why he is arrogant. Tao Ling has seen his attitude towards people by chance. Some flattery.
Yu Guang saw that the person had not left, and suddenly thought of what the counselor said in the morning, Tao Ling turned to look at him, and said bluntly: "It stands to reason that you have been working as a part-time student for a long time, longer than my work time, so I have no qualifications to talk about you. However, I also have something to spit out. No matter how good a relationship is, it does not mean that the journey is smooth, and it does not mean that people can stop doing things. You are still in the student stage, in fact, your studies are still the most important, and you are divided into three, six and nine. It's not polite to wait, is it?"
The boy blushed and looked ashamed and angry. After all, he didn't dare to refute, and finally nodded reluctantly: "Yes, thank you Teacher Tao."
"Go, you worked overtime." Tao Ling looked back.
The unhappiness of the day peaked before the end of get off work.
A colleague from the School of Foreign Languages sent a link and told him to stay calm. Tao Ling opened it and saw that it was a student hanging himself in the school post bar. The general meaning is that he has a cold attitude towards students and is not enthusiastic about his work, and further discussed how bad-tempered the teachers in administrative positions are.
Tao Ling looked at it funny, and said in his heart that I didn't have a bad attitude towards students, but I simply didn't have a bad attitude towards human beings.
At the beginning of the fifth floor, I don't know who said, "Don't you think he is very good-looking?"
The thread on the next floor is: "Wear a gold frame glasses and look like a gentle scum. Why does the upstairs like this? It may be a big S in private if you look serious."
Go downstairs: "He looks tall and has a cold face, referred to as Gao Leng."
The floor suddenly deviates, and they began to discuss the appearance of the teachers of the college. Some people from other colleges saw that they were not convinced, and they sacrificed their own college teachers to "treasure".
On the 129th floor, a new account with only two levels said inappropriately, "Actually, Teacher Tao is very gentle."
This remark immediately drew ridicule from the landlord: "Is Tao Ling's navy upstairs or Tao Ling himself? You speak on a tuba."
The person who followed the thread added: "Upstairs upstairs is pretending to be loyal, right? This time I didn't say that Tao Ling asked you to intervene. Are you satisfied?"
The new account hurriedly defended: "He's really good! It's just that everyone's personality is different, and it doesn't mean that he doesn't like to laugh. He does things for the students."
Tao Ling scratched a few times and replied to his colleague's message: "Students are so bored now."
The other side asked, "Do you need me to clarify it for you?"
Tao Ling: "No, it doesn't matter."
After packing up and locking the door of the office, the building was empty. Tao Ling staggered around the entire college administration office and walked to the other end of the building.
For the countless times, I passed by the brand of the religious institute.
Leaning against the window, he looked away absentmindedly, and saw that there were more fresh cut flowers in front of the flower shop, presumably Wen Qingying bought the goods today.
But the flower stand doesn't know what to do, it looks a bit monotonous at first glance.
Taking a closer look, Tao Ling suddenly realized that something was wrong. He straightened up, and the phone just vibrated.
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