One big and one small are practicing love

While waiting for the noodles to be cooked, Liu Xiaochen accidentally saw Zuo Kunmin on the sofa.

He closed his eyes and raised his head, leaning crookedly on the armrest of the sofa, his shoulders hanging down weakly, his waist and abdomen curled up, and his long legs stretched straight across the ground. At this moment, he felt a deep sense of exhaustion all over his body, which was completely different from the energetic state when he went out in the morning.

I thought, after all, he is not a fighting Buddha with an indestructible body, but an ordinary flesh and blood body that can get tired and get sick.

When the noodles were ready, Liu Xiaochen wanted to quickly go back to his room so that Zuo Kunmin could eat the noodles and rest early. But unexpectedly, Zuo Kunmin asked her to come out later. Liu Xiaochen knew in his heart that he wanted to ask her why she was crying.

Zuo Kunmin's words always had irresistible power. Liu Xiaochen followed his words and returned to the room.

Afraid that he might not finish his noodles, he would be slow to wash his face, brush his teeth, and go to the toilet. While doing this, Liu Xiaochen had already thought clearly that he would go out soon without saying anything. Let Teacher Zuo take a rest early, he is too tired.

In the past, like today, watching "Castle in the Sky" and listening to Maxim concerts were such powerful things. Liu Xiaochen will definitely write a letter to tell him.

But in the past, I didn’t know that the person reading the letter was Teacher Zuo, let alone that he was so tired. Even how many azaleas bloomed, which one bloomed first, and what the buds and petals looked like, I wrote them all down to him in detail.

Now it seems that it is really useless and pretentious for a busy person like Teacher Zuo.

Liu Xiaochen washed up and came to the living room again. Seeing that Zuo Kunmin hadn't finished his meal yet, he obviously speeded up his eating of noodles, blaming himself for not taking the time right.

After a while, Zuo Kunmin finished eating the noodles and brought two glasses of water. One glass was placed in front of Liu Xiaochen and the other in front of himself. He said in a relaxed tone: "Why are you crying? Tell me."

Liu Xiaochen looked up at Zuo Kunmin. At this moment, he changed his tiredness and sat upright. There was a blush on his face and his voice was obviously more energetic.

Liu Xiaochen couldn't help but smile and said: "It's okay, I just heard some beautiful things and was moved to tears."

"What thing?" Zuo Kunmin asked with interest.

Liu Xiaochen hesitated and said, "Today I will watch "Castle in the Sky" and listen to Maxim's concert with the children."

"Why are you moved?"

Liu Xiaochen forced a smile and said: "I don't know, it's just baffling. I have nothing to do now. Teacher Zuo, it's getting late. You should rest early." He stood up.

"sit down."

Seeing his firm expression, Liu Xiaochen slowly sat down again.

Zuo Kunmin took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Are you not willing to tell me the truth anymore?"

Liu Xiaochen shook his head anxiously and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head silently.

Zuo Kunmin lowered his head and turned his eyes, as if reminiscing, and said eloquently: "You wrote to me before, telling me about the azaleas blooming in the house in winter. You said that you found the first small red bud on the day of the first snow. Another week passed, and the buds bloomed. It took more than half a month for the first petals to grow and the first flower to fully bloom. You thought it was a lack of fertilizer, so you fertilized it. Three days later, many flower buds grew, and they all bloomed within a week." Zuo Kunmin said. His voice was slightly hoarse, he picked up the water glass and drank.

Under the light, Zuo Kunmin's fingers were particularly white and slender, holding a gold-rimmed glass cup. Two rays of silver light reflected from the glass fell on his hand, like a work of art at a painting exhibition.

Liu Xiaochen watched, slightly lost in thought, forgetting to speak.

After drinking half a glass of water, Zuo Kunmin continued: "You said that among all the azaleas that bloom, only the first flower that blooms has the brightest color and the thickest petals. Half a month later, all the flowers that bloomed will be the same. Withered, but the first blooming flower is still blooming. You wrote nearly two pages to tell me about this incident and your feelings. We have corresponded for six years. I know you have a keen mind, but I don’t believe it. It was just inexplicable that you cried like that just now."

"I..." Liu Xiaochen paused, took a deep breath, and seemed to have made a lot of determination, and said: "I didn't know you were so busy and tired that you only wrote those boring little things. Teacher Zuo, you are a person who does big things. I You shouldn’t talk so much nonsense and take up your time and energy.”

Zuo Kunmin's expression changed, he became serious and sincere, and said: "The things you wrote are not trivial matters, nor are they nonsense. They are..." He stopped, stared for a while and thought about it, and said: "I haven't seriously thought about what it is. , but every time I read your letter, I feel very peaceful and happy. I like to read your letters."

"Then I will go back to my room, sort out my feelings today, and write them to you in the form of a letter." Liu Xiaochen said sincerely.

Zuo Kunmin burst into laughter and said with a smile: "It seems that talking to you face to face is more interesting than writing letters. Tonight, you can't explain your feelings during the day, so you are not allowed to go back to your room to rest. Don't even think about lying to me again, don't forget Yes, we have corresponded for six years, and I know you very well."

For some reason, Liu Xiaochen felt a trace of sadness when he saw Zuo Kunmin smiling so happily.

It seemed vaguely that he rarely smiled like this, so that this joyful smile appeared on his face. It can be seen that this expression is unfamiliar and inconsistent with him.

I knew that Zuo Kunmin really wanted to listen and was in good spirits.

Liu Xiaochen put down his guard and told Zuo Kunmin sincerely what he saw and felt during the day.