As soon as Christmas is over, it will be New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye. Weekends are connected to New Year's Day, and the school has three days off. An Ning thought that the holidays were not related to him. Busy, who knew that Yuan Xiaoye would go to his grandparents' place on vacation, and his part-time job at KFC on Saturday was also transferred to New Year's Day, so he could suddenly take a weekend break.
On Saturday morning, I went to the climbing gym with Qin Weihang as usual. When the gym opened at nine o'clock, more and more people came, a little more than usual on weekends. It really was a holiday, An Ning thought.
Although Qin Weihang said that he had employee benefits (but to be honest, he didn't believe it very much), and said that teaching him rock climbing was a gift in return, he still didn't want to hinder Boss Yu from doing business during the New Year's Day holiday, and Qin Weihang was the coach of the climbing gym, so he couldn't just If you revolve around yourself, you have to "take business". A coach of Qin Weihang's level will definitely make a lot of money from taking orders.
In line with the principle of not hindering others from making money, it was rare for An Ning to leave early for the day's training, and left the rock gym before ten o'clock.
When he packed up and said "see you at night" to Qin Weihang, Qin Weihang seemed a little unhappy, and he didn't know if it was his own delusion. After all, it is not easy to tell whether a cat is happy or not from its expression.
He put the backpack on his back, walked to the door of the locker room, and fell back. Qin Weihang was changing clothes facing the locker, An Ning went around him and patted his arm lightly.
Qin Weihang was taken aback for a moment, turned his head to look at the tranquility that stuck his head out from beside him, and asked him "are you okay".
He asked inexplicably, "Very well."
An Ning smiled: "Happy holidays."
Qin Weihang looked at him and said "um": "You too."
When An Ning left, she said hello to Yu Ran. Yu Ran walked into the locker room and saw Qin Weihang sitting on the bench alone. He didn't change his shoes or clothes, just a thin black T-shirt and jeans. , sitting dry, white headphone hanging around his neck, staring at the locker trance.
After Yu Ran finished reading him, he looked at the locker again. Monk Zhang Er said, "What's the matter? What about meditation?"
Qin Weihang took the towel and stuffed it into his backpack: "It's nothing. It just feels like people are really fickle." After saying that, he lowered his head and changed his shoes. Yu Ran saw that the pair of Owen 6 was put on Qin Weihang's heel, and Qin Weihang bent over to tie his shoelaces. There was no more work for the second time, and an ugly knot exactly like Yu Ran Zhongjing was tied directly on the instep.
Yu Ran was in a trance and asked him, "What is fickle?"
"I used to tell me that I like rock climbing, but now it seems that the heat has faded." Qin Weihang stood up, carrying his dark camouflage backpack casually by the seam of his jeans, like a garbage bag.
Yu Ran suddenly smiled: "Are you talking about tranquility? Hey, people may just be tired. You let people do a fingerboard for a while, lift an iron for a while, and push-ups for a while, but it's also thanks to the good-natured Xueba, so don't change it. The boys are always instigated by you like this every day, and they have long been annoyed."
"I teach people to do this, so don't look for me if it bothers me."
Yu Ran is right when he thinks about it. Qin Weihang has such a style as a coach. He has no good words to say. He always only gives orders and orders when he speaks. When others are annoyed by his orders, if they dare not speak, they will at least roll their eyes and spit behind their backs. What's the matter, Tang Zi is a master, but Xueba really has no opinion on Qin Weihang. When Tang Zi complained about Qin Weihang, he still had to speak for Qin Weihang. Yu Ran thought that according to me, you two are one S and one. M, a natural pair. He said: "What you ask him to do, he will do what he does. The more he looks like this, the more like you are bullying others. He is not bothered, but I am bothered. Don't offend all my guests, you have to learn to speak. Art, understand?"
Qin Weihang stood high in front of him, didn't speak, and his eyes were not focused on him. I don't know what he was thinking, he patted Qin Weihang's chest with his backhand: "Do you understand?"
The focus of Qin Weihang's eyes was instantly withdrawn, he raised his chin and said "I don't understand", then turned around and went out.
Yu Ran is not surprised. He just knocked on Qin Weihang's chest, and he knew that the boy's personality was as hard as his chest muscles. Although he was born like a work of art, the word "art" has nothing to do with Qin Weihang.
***
An Ning went back to school, sent the clothes to the laundry room, and cleaned the dormitory again. Going to the library in the afternoon, entering the library of the small holiday was deserted, but it made him more comfortable. He was practicing with the red finger ball in one hand, and the grammar point in the other. He used to look at grammar all the time. Language is a feeling. But he wants to give Qin Weihang a supplementary lesson, so he will try his best to understand the grammar, otherwise it will be embarrassing to be asked by Qin Weihang.
"Why use the subjunctive were... Wow," An Ning leaned back in the chair and said to himself, "If you ask me that, I'll be finished..."
After five o'clock, he left the library and went back to the dormitory. As soon as he walked downstairs, the phone rang. When he saw the name of the caller, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, because he didn't expect his mother to call him today.
"Hey, Mom!"
"Xiao Ning," the female voice on the other end of the phone whispered, "Are you doing well recently?"
"Hmm, that's fine," An Ning walked and stopped, near the meal time, there were many people coming and going at the door of the dormitory, and their voices were a bit noisy. He stood under a tree opposite the dormitory, looking at the back of the dormitory building. In the sunset, listening to the voice of the long-lost mother, "How about you? How are you?"
"I'm fine, are you nervous about your studies?"
"Don't be nervous, it's much easier than high school."
"That's good. It's Xiao Ning like this, I have something to ask you."
"Ah?" An Ning was stunned, and her heart of anticipation could not help but fall back a bit, "... What's the matter?"
"That's right, your uncle is the new leader of their unit. You want to write an annual work report. You also know that your uncle's eyes are not very good, and the computer is not easy to use. Xiao Ye is busy with the high school entrance examination, so if you have If you have time, help your uncle write a work report."
This turning point came a bit suddenly, An Ning was unprepared, and took a second to respond: "...Ah, okay, okay. When do you want it?"
"After New Year's Day, you can write it while you're on vacation. I'll send you the information later."
An Ning nodded numbly, and remembered that her mother was invisible, so she said "um".
The mother seemed to be busy with other things. She might be cooking at this time. An Ning heard her brother Li Ye's return through her mobile phone, and then her mother said to him, "I still have hot dishes on the stove, hang it up first. Ah, take care of yourself!"
The call ended just like that. It only took a few minutes from anticipation to loss, and An Ning couldn't return to his senses. He tried hard to convince himself that he didn't need to be depressed. They were a family, and they didn't need to talk nauseous words all day long. Didn't they come here like this before? Maybe it was because he was away from home alone, and his mother called suddenly today, which made him have expectations, and was sad because his expectations fell through.
What's the matter, it's alright. Didn't it let you "take care of yourself" too
Picking up his mood, he turned and walked to the dormitory, but he was stunned when he looked up—Qin Weihang was standing under another tree, looking at him without saying a word.
He didn't know why Qin Weihang was there, which made him suddenly feel embarrassed.
The distance between them is the distance between two street trees, he should say hello, but he doesn't know how to say it. It seems that all the clumsy ones are in full view of the people who like them.
The first to speak was Qin Weihang, who said:
"Happy birthday."
An Ning's eyes turned red.