When Pei Zhuo came home, before he reached the door, he heard the sound of Amao scratching the door.
Holding the document in his left hand and the bag of narcissus in his right hand, he turned the key out to open the door with some difficulty.
The dog barked and jumped out to circle him, wagging its long thin tail, and wanted to stick its head into the plastic bag to smell the mangoes.
"Don't make any trouble, sit down first." Pei Zhuo's footsteps were unsteady when he was rubbed by it, and before he put away his things and changed his shoes, the dog rubbed over again, shaking his head and wanting to be patted.
"Amao."
The dog barked, ran quickly to the balcony with a patter, and took out the food bowl again.
After feeding, finding the leash, and changing into sportswear, Pei Zhuo realized that he hadn't turned on the lights, and he didn't drink any water when he got home.
Living alone is a bit overwhelming.
He took the dog downstairs and ran for a few laps, thinking that he should play with it more on weekends, and went for a walk in the business district outside for an hour.
When I got home again, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
It seems that I haven't eaten dinner yet, forget it.
Pei Zhuo cleaned up the kennel, took a shower, washed the laundry, swept the floor and drank water, and suddenly found that he hadn't turned on the light.
He stood in the dark for a while, then continued to bend over and mop the floor.
Forget it, it’s okay if it’s not on.
The neon lights of the high-rise buildings in the distance flickered alternately, and the crowds and cars flowed like stars, which was very lively.
Their appointment was at two thirty in the afternoon.
Pei Zhuo got up at eight o'clock in the morning, listened to a few voices of Aunt Huo and his father as a routine, cooked a bowl of oatmeal porridge during their idle conversation, and shared half an apple with Amao.
Today... is not a date, but you have to dress nicely.
The man stood in front of the wardrobe and looked at it for a while, with a dazed expression on his face.
No matter how it feels, nothing is good.
The light blue long sweater is simple and soft, isn't it a little deliberately young.
The dark gray silver coat is very trendy, but it will distance you from Mr. Lu.
He took out six or seven models and compared them in front of the mirror, and vaguely felt that it was time to buy a new set in advance.
Finally, I picked a loose-fitting pure white sweater and paired it with a diamond-patterned dark blue scarf.
There are many people everywhere in Beijing. On weekends, the Xidan Book Building is full of children, and there are junior high school students in school uniforms picking books.
Pei Zhuo saw Lu Lin at the door.
Navy blue single-breasted coat with a pair of brogues, dark eyes very divine.
He subconsciously quickened his pace, and when he realized it, he pressed himself to walk slower, waiting for the person to see him.
Lu Lin just turned his head and waved when he saw him.
It was very cold in late autumn, and the wind blew like a dry knife.
Lu Lin walked towards him with two cups of hot coffee, nodded and said hello: "The one on the right is pure black, without sugar or milk."
Pei Zhuo thanked him with a smile, followed him with a coffee, and the two of them blended into the crowd together.
There is a rush of people on the upper and lower floors, and even the elevator stands like a can of sardines.
Pei Zhuo was wearing thin clothes, and it was a little cold when he came. He covered his coffee with his hands for a while, then turned his head and said, "What does Mr. Lu plan to buy for the students?"
"Verne, Bronte, or Wang Zengqi." Lu Lin stood one step back and said in a calm tone, "What does Teacher Pei like?"
"I haven't figured it out yet."
During the conversation, the children above suddenly laughed and shoved each other, hitting each other on the head with poster rolls.
Before Pei Zhuo could react, he leaned back to avoid them, but was caught by Lu Lin on the back shoulder.
The man's palm is there, but he hasn't pulled it away yet.
The children were still laughing and messing around, Pei Zhuo was stunned and didn't dare to look back at him.
This way... so close to Teacher Lu.
A little further back, you can be held in his arms directly.
Lu Lin didn't speak, Pei Zhuo was supported in a daze, his mind was full of the scene of being held in his arms and asking for a kiss.
It's cold in winter, it must be warm to hug.
The child jumped up to the second floor, and Lu Lin let go of his hand.
With his back turned to him, Pei Zhuo pretended nothing happened and continued walking forward.
There are a lot of miscellaneous books sold on the second floor, and the youth literature and foreign literature of the literature and art fan are placed very close.
Pei Zhuo was a bit restrained at first, but when he saw that Lu Lin was picking out foreign novels, he gradually started talking.
"The translation of this edition is not good. You can choose the new edition from Shanghai Translation Publishing House."
Lu Lin paused, turned sideways and asked, "How about that version?"
Pei Zhuo paid attention to the small characters on the spine of the book, and helped him find them line by line: "Here."
"It's a bit more expensive, but the details are well translated, and the language of the characters is realistic and vivid."
Lu Lin took the book and asked, "Where's Tess of the D'Urbervilles?"
"Tess of the D'Urbervilles?" Pei Zhuo laughed dumbfounded: "Mr. Lu, are you sure you want to show this book to the students? Puppy love and early pregnancy education textbook?"
"If it's English literature, you can choose these few books." He led him to another row of bookshelves, leaned over and picked up books and told him.
Lu Lin took the books he helped to choose, and while he was still paying attention to the name of the publisher and the recommendation on the book cover, he gradually began to look at Pei Zhuo who was concentrating on choosing books.
When he leaned over, the white sweater would slide down a little bit, revealing a small part of his collarbone.
Pei Zhuosheng is fair and handsome, with a warm and light temperament.
Perfume spread around them like a light mist.
Orange leaves, siliques, amberwood.
Lu Lin took a low sniff, and his expression became a little gentle.
Pei Zhuo talked on his own for a while, and suddenly found that the other party was silent. He raised his head to look at Lu Lin, thinking that he had lost his sense in intervening too much.
Lu Lin met his eyes and explained something.
"Teacher Pei is very nice today."
Pei Zhuo's face was a little hot.
Lu Lin felt that it was inappropriate to say that, so he added another sentence.
"Yesterday was also beautiful."
Pei Zhuo covered the coffee cup with both hands, his brain short-circuited and didn't know how to respond, so he nodded hastily and continued to pick books.
They didn't stay long in the mansion.
Lu Lin received a call temporarily, and had to go back to school in the afternoon to participate in research and study. After buying the books, he didn't have much time to invite Pei Zhuo to dinner. The original appointment can only be postponed to the next time.
When he went downstairs, he took out the car keys, turned to look at Pei Zhuo and asked, "Shall I take you back?"
He seldom offered this kind of invitation. After thinking about it, he thought it was inappropriate, and explained: "Stop by."
Pei Zhuo thought for a second, obviously not on the way.
He came here by car, and the car was parked in the underground parking lot of the nearby business district, and the bill was quite expensive.
"Okay." He raised his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Lu."
So he walked back in Lu Lin's car and left his car in Xidan.
As soon as they entered the car, they entered a closed space, and the two sat very close to each other.
Lu Lin began to chat with him about school chores.
He spoke unhurriedly, with a clear and gentle enunciation.
Even talking about stray cats and students is like reading poetry.
The outside of the car is very noisy, but the inside of the car is very quiet.
Sitting beside him, Pei Zhuo suddenly wished that time could pause for a while.
Spend some more time with him.
After a chat, it happened to be a traffic light, and the car suddenly fell silent.
"When I was studying in the morning that day, I heard Teacher Lu reading poetry."
Pei Zhuo was leaning on the cushion, watching the countdown numbers on the traffic light screen, and his heart beat a little faster when he spoke.
"After listening for a while, I want to go back to high school, and I miss it."
Lu Lin looked at him, her mood rose slightly.
"Which paragraph?"
"The white dew is across the river, and the water is radiant to the sky. A reed looks like it, and it is like a ten thousand hectare." Pei Zhuo looked at him: "Other teachers have read it, but it is not as good as yours."
Lu Lin pursed her lips and smiled, and continued to drive forward.
For a long time the eyes were bright.