Ordinary life in fast time travel

When he came back from the subway with a small cardboard box, Zhang Lin took out his mobile phone and checked Mr. Qi’s Moments, and found that there was no original news on it, and it was all reproduced design materials. Zhang Lin read two materials His eyelids dropped and he almost fell asleep.He still prefers to watch videos.

After liking one of the good articles, Zhang Lin fell asleep while sitting on the subway.

When he got home, he put mynah on the shoe cabinet in the living room. As long as the door was open, anyone going up and down the stairs could see it.Zhang Lin named it Xiaoqi.Xiaoqi is just a baby bird, very cute and well-behaved, and needs artificial feeding.The first person to find Xiaoqi was Lao Huang upstairs, which was also the most troublesome place for Zhang Lin. Several days when he woke up early in the morning, he could always see Lao Huang lying on his shoe cabinet.

He was going to feed Xiao Qi, so he had to find a way to reason with Lao Huang and ask him to move.

The second person who discovered Xiaoqi was the hot spring opposite. One morning, Zhang Lin went to Aunt He's house to watch TV.The hot spring is also there. Since he fell and was picked up by Zhang Lin last time, the two of them can occasionally talk a few words.Onsen asked him if he bought a starling.

Zhang Lin was surprised: "How do you know?"

The hot spring said: "I heard its cry, it must be a young bird."

Zhang Lin was thoughtful: "Have you raised it too?"

The color of memory appeared in the hot spring's eyes: "I have raised it."

"and after?"

"One day the cage door was not closed properly, and it flew away."

Zhang Lin nodded, and he asked some more questions about how to feed the young starlings.

Hot Spring asked, "Did you buy feed?"

Zhang Lin said he bought it.Some were given by the bird seller, and some were bought by him on Taobao. In fact, there are also some feeding tutorials on the Internet.However, Zhang Lin still invited the hot spring to his home. The two sat in the living room, and Xiao Qi was placed in a cardboard box covered with dried wood chips.

Wenquan picked up some mushy feed with a popsicle stick, and said while feeding, "Feed until it can't open its mouth every time."

Zhang Lin nodded.

Hot Spring said something else, and Zhang Lin remembered it carefully.Because Zhang Lin is on duty in the afternoon and spends a lot of time at home.The two often feed Xiaoqi together, and they got a little familiar with each other after going back and forth.

At noon that day, Zhang Lin was busy with his part-time job at home, and Hot Spring came over with a wheelchair.He was equally surprised when he saw what Zhang Lin was busy with on the computer: "You know these things."

Zhang Lin said that he also learned to draw in high school, and now he is teaching himself.

Hot Spring asked the same questions as Qi He, about why he didn't go to school, Zhang Lin repeated those things again without any psychological burden.

It is said that it is only because of innate reasons that the culture class is not good.

After the chat, he asked, "What about you, I heard that you were also admitted to this school. Why don't you go to class?"

It doesn't seem so difficult to listen to other people's stories first, and then talk about your own.

Hot Spring laughed at himself: "I look like this, how can I get there?"

Zhang Lin hasn't spoken yet.

Hearing movement at the door, Wang Jian stood in front of his shoe cabinet, looking at the bird in the cardboard box, his eyes glowing, and Zhang Lin saw him reaching out to caress Xiao Qi in the box.

Seeing Wang Jian coming in, Hot Spring didn't say a word.

Xiaoqi's cry suddenly became sharper, and Zhang Lin walked over quickly, "Just look at it and don't touch it, it is afraid of life."

Wang Jian said, "The paper towel under you is dirty and needs to be changed."

Zhang Lin said I know.Wang Jian was worried and wanted to do it himself.Hot Spring pushed the wheelchair out, and when he got to the door, he said let me out.

Wang Jian said: "Hot Spring, I came to visit you with some former classmates that day, but you were not here."

The hot spring ignored him and went home past him.

After this incident, Zhang Lin moved the cardboard box to the side of the computer.

Both Wang Jian and Wenquan responded well, but it was Equation that reacted the most to Xiaoqi.At first, Zhang Lin didn't expect that one day Fang Fang went to the hot spring house, and when he was leaving, he came in and chatted with Zhang Lin for a while.Then he found the small cardboard box next to the computer desk.

"You... how do you raise this."

Zhang Lin is removing the sofa cover, because Lao Huang often lies on it, and now Zhang Lin feels itchy when sitting on this sofa.He knew it was psychological, but it was hard to overcome.The sofa cover is better after washing.

Zhang Lin said casually, "I keep it to relieve boredom."

He glanced at Equation's face, a little pale.Zhang Lin asked, "What's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

Fang Fang said it was all right, and after a while, he made excuses and left.

Zhang Lin looked at the figure who disappeared at the top of the stairs, and said to himself: "Could it be the equation, he stole the digital board, and then killed Xiaoba?"

77 asked whether to fill in the answer.

Zhang Lin said to look again, there is no evidence to support it at all, he just thinks the reaction of the equation is strange.

Zhang Lin hasn't seen Qi He for many days since that subway ride.He chatted with him on his WeChat several times, but the other party did not reply.Sometimes I went upstairs to knock on his door, but no one was there.I only found that his circle of friends has a lot of news, all of which are forwarding of some design materials.Zhang Lin clicks on each article, and if you like it, give it a thumbs up.

This morning, after breakfast, Zhang Lin went to the small shop to buy something. After shopping, he planned to go to the teaching building.

When he arrived at the corridor on the 8th floor, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message: "While playing with the mobile phone, I went down the stairs and rolled down the stairs. I looked around and luckily no one was there. I got up and walked away as if nothing had happened."

My aunt and cousin were the first to like it.

The first comment is Liu Jinran's mother: laughing and crying.JPG, baby, are you okay?

Liu Jinran's father: Are you injured? Go to the infirmary quickly.

Equation: Where did it fall, if the teaching building has a camera.

Colleague A: I adjusted the monitoring and watched N times of your stupid fall.

Qi He: Where are you?

Zhang Lin first went back to Liu Jinran's mother: It's okay, it's just written for fun, the fall is not serious, mua! (*╯3╰)

Then he picked Qi He's answer: the toilet on the 8th floor of the teaching building.

Zhang Lin washed the ashes from his hands in the toilet, and his palms and knees were scratched a little. It was class time and there was no one in the toilet.

After a while, there were footsteps at the door.

Teacher Qi walked in anxiously, "How are you doing?"

Zhang Lin said that the skin was scratched a little.

Qi He saw the redness on his palm and pushed him, "Go, go to the infirmary."

Zhang Lin originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Mr. Qi's ugly face, he obediently followed him downstairs.

There was only one aunt on duty in the infirmary. When she saw Director Qi walking in with a serious face, she quickly asked, "What's the matter, what's the matter."

Director Qi: "His hand is injured, bandage him."

The aunt in the white coat was sitting in the pharmacy, and she came out of the pharmacy quickly, "Is it serious? Let me see."

Zhang Lin was a little embarrassed: "It's just scratched a little."

The auntie finally saw the small wound on his hand, she smiled and said: "It's okay, there's no need to bandage it, I'll rub some iodophor for you."

Director Qi disagreed, and insisted: "Wrap him up, is there any other injuries?"

Zhang Lin said he still has knees.

The aunt asked him to sit aside. She dipped a cotton swab with iodine, washed his two wounds, and wrapped his palms with white gauze.The knee was not bandaged at Zhang Lin's insistence.

The aunt told: "Don't touch the water, it will cause inflammation."

Zhang Lin said, "I always have to take a shower."

The more serious injuries were the right palm and the left knee.Auntie wanted to say that this minor injury is actually okay to touch the water, but seeing Director Qi's expression, she swallowed her words.

The iodophor and the white gauze belt cost Director Qi ten yuan in total.

Zhang Lin said I will forward it to you on WeChat.

Qi He said whatever he wanted.

The two walked on the tree-lined path next to the basketball court. Director Qi, who had calmed down, began to feel uncomfortable. After a while, he said that he was going to class, turned around and left after speaking.

In the evening, Zhang Lin didn't listen to the aunt in the infirmary. He went into the bathroom to take a bath. It was still painful when he took a bath. After washing, he found that the wound was a little white.

Just after washing, the doorbell of their house rang. Zhang Lin went to open the door and saw Qi He standing outside the door with a bag.

Qi He saw his dripping hair: "You took a shower."

Zhang Lin was very honest: "I washed it."

Director Qi frowned unhappily, "Dry the water off your hair."

A little smile appeared on Zhang Lin's face, he hummed, went into the bathroom and took out a dry towel, with his injured right hand hanging down.He wiped slowly with his left hand.Wiping and wiping, there was a big hand on the towel. Teacher Qi saw that he was wiping too slowly, and he couldn't control his hand.

The two stood in the middle of the living room, brushing their hair to create a charming atmosphere.No one spoke for a while, the fan next to him was whistling, Xiao Qi probably woke up, and chirped twice in the cardboard box.

Qi He looked at the white and rosy face that was steamed by the hot water in front of him. At first, he always felt that this scene seemed familiar, and then he felt very thirsty.

After all, the hair is short, and it will be wiped out soon.Director Qi coughed and asked if there was any water to drink.

Zhang Lin went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water and threw it to him. After drinking the bottle of water, Director Qi took out the iodophor and white gauze in the bag, and he bandaged the wound on his palm again.

After wrapping his hands, he took out another box from the bag.

He unpacked the box and said, "Give me the phone."

Zhang Lin entered the room and found the mobile phone on the bed, and he handed the mobile phone to the man.I saw him take out a glass-like thing from the box, which was the screen of a mobile phone.

The living room was quiet, Zhang Lin sat on the sofa at one side and watched the man dismantle his phone, and the small parts were neatly arranged on the side.It took about 20 minutes to replace the screen.Zhang Lin saw that he also put a tempered film on his mobile phone and put a mobile phone case on it. His skillful technique was not as good as that of the professional film stickers on the overpass.

He handed the whole phone back to him: "It's not easy to break."

Zhang Lin said thank you, and looked at his TV, "Mr. Qi, can you fix the TV for me?"

Qi He raised his head and felt the gaze of the person opposite him.He looked away and looked down at his watch: "Tomorrow, it's very late today."

Zhang Lin thought that tomorrow would be a rest day, and today is Saturday. The variety show he was chasing had a new episode. The point was that he hadn't watched TV with him for a long time.

Zhang Lin: "Fix it for me now, I want to watch TV with you."

Seeing that Mr. Qi was completely uncomfortable, he stood up abruptly and said, "I'm going back."

Zhang Lin stopped in front of him, "I'll cook you a supper."

"I will not eat."

Alright, Zhang Lin made way for him and muttered softly, "Then I'll go to the hot spring house to see it."

Qi He: "Follow you."

He went to twist the doorknob, the door was opened a crack, and after a few seconds, the door was closed heavily by him.

Qi He turned back: "You have tools at home, right?"

Zhang Lin: "Of course there is."

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The author has something to say:

Thank you, everyone is so warm.I have written a lot today, and I don’t know if I have written Beng, so let’s do this first.