It actually feels good to join the crowd.
They took care of Amao together when they lived together, inexplicably like a pair of hermit couples.
I usually spend most of my time preparing teaching materials, and there are not many people in the community when I walk the dog in the early morning and at night.
The two have a limited circle of friends, and rarely go out to sing K and play board games with friends, and they are relatively quiet.
Now that I have re-integrated into my colleagues, I can also feel the joy of being together after a long absence.
In fact, everyone has worries in each family on weekdays, but it seems that as long as they meet together, most of the worries and worries can be temporarily forgotten, leaving only the time for simple and happy nonsense.
They chatted endlessly while fishing, and the ripples in the small lake wandered like footprints. The fish heard the vibration and noise above, and they would not bite the bait at all.
There were still two cages of starlings hanging in the awning, and the bright yellow ones with sharp beaks kept saying Gong Xi Fa Cai, pecking at the cage frame to beg for melon seeds.
After fishing for half an hour, Pei Zhuo lost his patience, so he simply gave all the small silver carp in the fishing basket to Mr. Zhao, and fell asleep on Lu Lin's lap.
Lu Lin used a straw hat to help him cover the fine sunlight leaking from his cheeks, resisting the urge to kiss his forehead.
On the opposite side of the lake, there is a teacher running and flying a kite, and the sound of nearby water can be heard intermittently, as if diluting the flow of time.
Pei Zhuo likes this kind of time very much.
The mind is empty, there is no need to think about anything, and you are completely relaxed.
The limbs don't have to bear any weight, so it can be as comfortable as it is.
He took a nap comfortably, and Lu Lin maintained his old attitude for a long time.
Apparently there was a fish biting the bait, and the tip of the rod sank accordingly. He was afraid of disturbing his sweet dreams, so he silently watched the fishing rod and nodded several times.
Teacher Zhao sat not far away and saw this scene, feeling quite sorry: "It looks like a big fish, Teacher Lu, you are distracted."
"Yes." The man said leisurely, "I didn't see it."
Not long after, the teachers who went to the hillside to pick several big bags walked past them talking and laughing, with headbands made of wild flowers and leaves on their heads.
"Old Zhao is fishing!"
"I'm not fishing here. I'm obviously here to feed the fish." Teacher Zhao said helplessly, "I've been sitting here for almost an hour, not only feeding the fish but also feeding the mosquitoes."
Lu Lin fanned Pei Zhuo with a fan, and checked to see if there were any mosquitoes near his calf.
Seeing his appearance, several female teachers joked in a good mood: "Mr. Lu, do you think you two look like a young couple?"
Teacher Lu paused, and the cool breeze on his hand stopped.
Hearing the sound, Pei Zhuo lazily opened his eyes, stood up and leaned on Lu Lin's shoulder: "What are you talking about?"
"It's a good match," Aunt Qian said with a smile next to her, "The age is good, and the appearance is also pretty, the key is the way we get along, tsk tsk tsk..."
Pei Zhuo chuckled, and turned his head to look at Lu Lin: "Ms. Lu, they say we are like a young couple."
Lu Lin didn't joke with them, but changed the subject casually, "Ms. Xu is cooking river prawns, how many of you are going to try it?"
"Okay, let's go."
Seeing them walking away, Teacher Zhao lit a cigarette and was speechless: "What are you talking about?"
The staff of the villa saw that they could not catch fish in the fish pond here, so they took the initiative to sprinkle a lot of distiller's grains to attract fish.
The small light green lake is rippling with the aroma of rice wine, which not only attracts a lot of crucian carp and grass carp, but also brings a lot of young people who like to be lively to come and play.
There was not room for so many people in the shed, so they borrowed fishing rods everywhere with sun umbrellas, took advantage of the time of throwing wine lees to catch more than a dozen fish in a row, and cheered when they caught one.
Pei Zhuo likes to be quiet, so he doesn't care about them at this time, and looks sideways at Lu Lin: "I'll go back and have a cup of tea with them first, how about you, Teacher Lu?"
"I will go with you."
Most teachers don't have too many hobbies in middle age.
The more elegant ones learn painting and calligraphy, and the fun ones are playing mahjong and playing cards, but most teachers have a tea set hidden in their homes, which is a must-have for socializing.
The purple sand prepared in the villa is made of very good materials, and many teachers have brought tea, and now they are basking in the afternoon sun by the floor-to-ceiling windows, competing for comfort like a tea-tasting conference.
"Drink this, Wuyi Dahongpao, brought by relatives from the place of origin, absolutely authentic."
"My this, my this, this is the tea made from the tea tree I planted at home!"
Among the female teachers, there are quite a few who are knowledgeable, and when tasting, they analyzed the color and luster in a clear and logical manner, and several old teachers nodded repeatedly.
As soon as Pei Zhuo left, they invited him to sit in the middle, but Lu Lin could only choose a seat on the edge.
After getting along for a long time, everyone liked Pei Zhuo's relaxed and relaxed temperament, and because he came to school for a short time, he deliberately took care of him and made him feel the enthusiasm and warmth of his colleagues.
Pei Zhuo smiled and drank the tea made by different teachers, nodded and praised each kind, and the words he used were accurate.
It was all taught by Lu Lin a few days ago.
"Hey, this English teacher is also knowledgeable. He can even distinguish old tea from new tea so clearly?" The politics teacher next to him was surprised: "I thought English teachers could only taste wine."
"What nonsense," another English teacher next to him said coolly, "Our English teacher can play the erhu. If you saw it, wouldn't your jaw drop in shock?"
"Erhu?!"
Lu Lin held a cup of tea and drank silently beside him, watching Pei Zhuo surrounded by the crowd, feeling happy and a little depressed.
It's as if one's treasured favorite is suddenly exposed to everyone.
After Pei Zhuo had a few drinks and listened to their chatter, his gaze wandered back to Lu Lin.
The man turned his head away from him, and was looking at the mountains outside the window.
There was a smile in Pei Zhuo's eyes, knowing that he was depressed again.
He stood up and thanked everyone, and said generously: "The weather is fine today, I'll go out for a walk again."
Everyone responded one after another.
"Then Mr. Pei, pay attention to safety, don't get lost."
"The scenery on the mountain at the back is very nice, do you want to go for a stroll too?"
Lu Lin didn't keep up, but turned his head to give way when passing by.
He couldn't tell what was wrong with him all of a sudden, there was never any reason to be possessive.
After five minutes passed, the phone in his pocket vibrated twice.
Pei Zhuo: I'm in the bamboo forest.
Lu Lin's eyes moved, he found a reason to say goodbye to everyone, and hurriedly followed up the hill.
He suddenly became cheerful again.
Usually when the two get along, most of them are Lu Lin coaxing Pei Zhuo, and there is no need to say too many sticky love words, and the atmosphere will be very good if they hug and kiss each other.
Today Pei Zhuo coaxed him, but he could feel the joy of being protected.
Standing at the entrance of the bamboo forest, Pei Zhuo saw the tall and thin man walking up quickly, smiled and stretched out his hand.
"Let's go, there's no one else here."
He understood him perfectly without asking a word.
They were still sleeping together this morning, squeezed together on the single bed like a jigsaw puzzle.
In just a few tens of minutes without touching and looking at each other, it was as if the heart signal was suddenly disconnected.
Pei Zhuo knew the anxiety Lu Lin was feeling, and also understood his silent clinginess.
He took the man's hand, hugged it tightly and took a deep breath.
It smells so good.
On the contrary, Lu Lin refused to admit it, and said lightly that he was teasing him.
"Mr. Pei is so reluctant to part with me?"
"It's only been a short while."
Pei Zhuo hummed for a long time, then submissively said: "Yes. I can't bear it."
With a smile in his eyes, Lu Lin kissed his eyelashes and lips, so softly that he seemed afraid of breaking him.
The two held hands and walked up the mountain, as if two fish were flowing into the blue sea.
The purple bamboo in the mountains is nearly seven or eight meters high, and the leaves are falling down like a cloud curtain, covering the forest path which is quiet and slightly cold.
Walking in such a magnificent and ancient bamboo sea, people appear very small and passive.
They gradually stopped talking, holding hands and looking up at the clouds made of bamboo leaves.
The world became quiet, and occasionally two larks chirped from the corner.
Pei Zhuo held him with one hand, and tiptoed to pick bamboo leaves from the branches.
Light as a feather, rough and smooth, there is a kind of contradictory compatibility.
He was holding two identical bamboo leaves, and when he realized that he was going to use his right hand, he was reluctant to let go of Lu Lin, so he put his arm through his arm and continued to hold it loosely.
The slender and long leaves were curled and shrunk, and the lavender and thick green were kneaded together, forming a grass-like ring in an instant.
"Teacher Lu, stretch out your hand."
The man froze for a few seconds, then turned to look at him.
Holding the bamboo leaf ring, Pei Zhuo looked at him with a slight smile, and asked in a coaxing tone like a child: "Let's get engaged here, okay?"
Lu Lin stared at him fixedly, leaned over and kissed his soft lips.
He originally had a lot of love words to tell him.
Lu Lin is a Chinese teacher, and has read countless vows of eachother over the years.
At first, it felt empty and exaggerated, but after meeting Pei Zhuo, everything seemed to have a shape, and all his shadows were woven into his heart.
When I was in love, I wanted to sigh and thank him, but I couldn't say a word from my throat, I just wanted to kiss him deeply.
Pei Zhuo hugged the man's waist obediently, his tone softened a little.
"I don't have a ring on yet."
"Do you promise me?"
Lu Lin took the bamboo leaves with lowered eyes, with a solemn and reverent expression.
"I promise."
"Ms. Pei, let's get engaged here."
He curled and bent another bamboo leaf, put it on his ring finger carefully, and tied a small knot.
The fingertips touch and linger, and the delicate touch seems to be stroking each other's heart.
Pei Zhuo felt that the two of them were getting engaged here as if they were playing a house, everything was innocent and pure, and there was actually a kind of youthful beauty.
"Why does it look like two high school students secretly falling in love early?" He muttered and put the ring on Lu Lin's hand, and then tied the knot.
"Mr. Lu, this ring will be placed in the middle of your wallet after you go down the mountain."
He made up his own mind, and even arranged the plans for the future. When he spoke, his smiling eyes were crooked, and his voice was very pleasant.
"In this way, every time you open it, you will think of me and today's Zizhu Linhai."
"Am I romantic?"
The man reached out and stroked his face, smiling and sighing.
"... What should I do with you."
The author has something to say:
The writing is quite depressing...
There's nothing there, just pure romance.