As a result, people who adapt to jet lag completely outperform those who are overly excited.
After more than ten days of chemotherapy, he was there during the day and stayed with her at night. The excuses were all adapting to jet lag. In the end, she felt sorry for him and kept saying that she was asleep, and that she really wanted to sleep, and repeated many times to end the long text message exchange.
By the time they were discharged from the hospital, it was obvious that both of them had lost a lot of weight.
Grandma's distressed eyes were red, and her attitude towards him was obviously better than that of her granddaughter.
"My grandson-in-law is really good," Grandma kept repeating to Aunt Liu, "It's good."
Aunt Liu knew about Gu Ping's physical condition, but she never revealed it to her grandmother. Instead, she patted Tong Yan's hand in private and said a lot. The general idea is that it is not easy for anyone, natural disasters and man-made disasters, just look at it a little bit.
Tong Yan half said seriously: "Aunt Liu, my greatest strength is that I want to open up."
When the hospital affairs were over, he finally decided on a school to teach.
It turned out to be a place where she often went to play since she was a child.
Tong Yan is secretly proud and complacent, and must take him to the campus.
Two people who didn't need to go to class or work for the time being, went to the university after lunch on a working day. Before Tong Yan left, he chose very student-like clothes and a white short-sleeved shirt, deliberately showing him a very bluffing tattoo.
The effect is obvious.
Along the way, both male and female students have an amazing turnaround rate.
The last two people sat in the stadium stands and watched the two teams of students playing in the sun. He sighed meaningfully: "I have never regretted it like I did today. Nothing more, I even added this pattern to my body. ."
Tong Yan wore the dress he bought, light blue, in the daylight, alleviating her pale complexion of staying up all night for a long time.
"Do you feel that you are particularly like a student?" Tong Yan leaned back against the railing and looked at Gu Pingsheng who was sitting on the concrete steps. I spend most of my time in school. The difference between us is that I am a bachelor and you have a PhD."
"So?" He put one elbow behind him and looked at her with a smile. "What do you want to explain?"
"There is no special meaning," she said, turning her head, "I just remembered it casually, and just said it casually. It just suddenly occurred to me, are we particularly like campus lovers? At all... it's not like already... "
No, I haven’t really got married yet...
He stretched out his hand to her: "Come here and sit by my side."
She walked over and sat down next to him.
"How come you are like a husband and wife?"
Tong Yan thought for a while: "Just eat and eat, take a walk, calculate the lives of the elderly and children in the family, calculate the lives of the elderly and children, and calculate the firewood, rice, oil, and salt." This is the case when I think about it, but if I think about it seriously, there really is no concept. "I don't know, I don't have any. Experience… "
"I'm inexperienced," Gu Pingsheng looked at her amusedly, "but, you seem to have forgotten something?"
"what?"
"Eat and eat, take a walk, and continue," he looked at her thoughtfully, "Are you going to sleep?"
…
"Gu Pingsheng, you are old and disrespectful."
"Strictly speaking, I'm less than thirty years old," Gu Pingsheng continued to correct her statement, "not too old. And I'm not only on campus, but I have spent my vacation as a volunteer since high school. In the first year of university, I was a school volunteer project. I went to Ghana. At that time, I was your age and taught children about 10 years old, math, English, even religion and French."
Tong Yan listened interestingly and looked at him seriously: "You can speak French?"
"No, I really wouldn't be at that time. I seem to have forgotten all about it now." Gu Pingsheng finally admitted another weakness. "The education level in Ghana is not high. At that time, I was informed to teach French. I basically taught myself from scratch. Then go to class... But think about it, it's in school again."
Tong Yan interrupted him suddenly: "Do you think we are never in the same world? There seems to be no intersection."
"Mrs. Gu is too arrogant," Gu Pingsheng laughed, carefully examining her facial features, and gestured with her hand on her cheek, "When you were thirteen years old, your face was only this big..."
He stopped, looked for a while on the steps behind, and got a small stone.
Then, under her puzzled gaze, she drew a map of the world hastily and knocked on the location of Beijing: "You are thirteen years old, we have seen it here. Then," he kept circling the map one after another. There are so many places that make people jealous, "I have been to these places, but in the end I was here and saw you again."
He went back to China and wrote "Shanghai".
"Now, I'm back to where I started,"
Gu Pingsheng threw away the small stone: "Did you find that no matter how far I go, I still have to come back in the end?"
When he was speaking, his face was very close and his breath was audible.
The tips of the two people’s noses were pressed against the tips of their noses. She breathed out gently, and after she made the mistake of her head, she let him see her mouth clearly: "Dear Teacher Gu, you are going to teach here in the future. Be sure to restrain yourself."
He smiled slightly.
"Sometimes a man says something touching, with a clear purpose, just to get some small rewards."
Tong Yan was completely amused.
"Shall I sing to you?" She thought for a while and said, "As a reward."
This song was from 1975. It was the oldest song she could sing. She recalled the lyrics and began to sing slowly. Very soothing tune, "sailing" by the British rock singer.
After studying for a long time, I haven't thought about the lyrics seriously.
Until one night two months ago, I hummed this song casually, and suddenly thought of him.
"I am sailing, I am sailing, home again' cross the sea..."
It was a slow-paced song, and she deliberately made every word very clear. The voice doesn't need to be loud, but it needs to be enough for him to see clearly.
He had her back to the sun, and she had difficulty looking at him directly, so she had to cover her eyes with her hand and continue singing: "Can you hear me, can you hear me..."
Gu Pingsheng looked at her and seemed to understand what she meant.
"Thro' the dark night, far away, I am dying, forever trying, to be with you..."
At the end of the singing, she looked at him carefully and wanted to see some moving clues: "Trust me, I sing very well. I was still the third place in the 2008 Campus Singers Contest. The champion and runner-up both entered the TV station as hosts. NS."
"I can imagine it." He pulled her up and walked down the steps.
After all, she couldn't stretch herself, complaining to see him: "Anyway, you are a little moved, right?"
He hummed, "I need to go home and think about it, and how to express my feelings."
Tong Yan heard the meaning of his words, pretending to be indifferent, glanced at the center of the playground, but after all, it was... After all, it was only once or twice. As long as a little picture appeared, he would not dare to look at him.
Although he came back from the first day, he took out the real estate certificate and used the two names listed above to explain that he would officially marry himself. But after all, I haven’t graduated yet, and there are some things we can’t be too blatant about, so since the grandmother is discharged from the hospital, the two have always slept in separate rooms...
In the distance of the stands, there were many people cheering, whistle, and roar of the big boy on the playground. It should have been a goal just now. Although it is not his own school, when he thinks that he will teach here soon, he feels that those faces are inexplicable and kind.
They walked to the side of the stand and found that the iron fence that was open when they came was locked. The fence was not high, and Gu Ping went straight over it in his life, but she was embarrassed when she was wearing a skirt.
"Hold my neck," he said.
Tong Yan stretched out his arm to hug him, felt a tight waist, and was directly hugged by him across the fence. She hurriedly curled up her knees, followed his movements, and waited until her feet stepped on the ground. Then she complained with lingering fear: "Don't do this next time, you haven't recovered for long, just in case..."
"It's okay," he smoothed the folds on her back, "I like to hug you."
She choked on a word from him, blinked, and decided to remain silent.
The two bought some ingredients for dinner on the road, and it was less than 3:30 when they got home.
She put everything in the refrigerator, pushed open the door of her grandma's room quietly, and saw her grandma leaning on the recliner, reading a book wearing glasses. "We're back," she interrupted her grandmother with a smile, "Will I have fried noodles for dinner? I have bought some good things, and I will start to make them at half past five and have dinner at six?"
Grandma took off her reading glasses and nodded with a smile: "Enough fun? Go to bed, or watch TV or something, don't worry about me." After speaking, she put on her glasses soon and continued reading.
She closed the door and wanted to go into her room to change her clothes. Just now she touched the handrail and was hugged by him from behind.
Tong Yan turned his head, stuck out his tongue, and said silently: Let me change my clothes first.
He smiled slightly, put one hand on the door of her room, and lowered his head to kiss her lips. The tip of the tongue is a bit cold, it should be that she had just drunk some frozen pure water, she slid both hands from his waist to his back, leaning against the wall and kept hiding with a guilty conscience. In the end, he couldn't avoid it, so he held his two fingers and shook them: "Mr. Gu, it is strictly forbidden to declare prostitution in the daytime."
Gu Pingsheng didn't seem to understand, he pressed down the handrail and entered her room completely.
"What is prostitution by day?"
Tong Yan had to put the four words and how to write each word together and tell him the meaning. Finally, he deliberately rubbed his chin with his face, and raised his head to conclude: "... In short, doing bad things during the day, yes. It's not good."
He laughed, the dimples were obvious:
"Mr. Gu seems to have been adapting to jet lag and can't tell if it is night or day..."
After he said these high-sounding words, he began to walk forward unhurriedly while kissing her lips and cheeks while lowering his head. Tong Yan followed his footsteps, backing back and then backing until there was no way to back...