spring to earth

Du Qinghe has been dreaming recently.

I dreamed of a yard when I was a child, and in every season, there were always large patches of Ling Xiaohua blooming on the wall.When she went to elementary school, she met a girl, everyone was wrapped in the same ugly school uniform, she was not the most outstanding girl, but she had the ability to make people spot her in the crowd.Later, when she was doing Chinese reading, she saw Shu Ting's "To the Oak Tree"-"If I love you, I will never be like a climbing lily flower".As a poet, one should have good taste.So she has always disliked Shu Ting—what's wrong with Ling Xiaohua?

Although she kept calling that person "Lian Shao" afterwards.It pissed her off every time.

Later, even the illiterate went to the science department, and the university went to the mathematics department.The two did not see each other again for many years.

Lian Shao didn't know that she had been secretly equating her with an illiterate in her heart, and if she found out, she would probably die of anger.

"Why are you here?"

"It's a long story." Lian Shao suddenly felt extremely tired, "Why are you here?"

"It's a long story for me too. Anyway, I said before that we want to have dinner together, or is it just today? Can you even teacher?"

"Okay."

The two of them chatted one after the other, Du Qinghe walked with a limp for some reason, asked her what was wrong, and only said that she accidentally twisted her foot.The two walked slowly to a small or even crude rice noodle shop and couldn't move anymore. After all, it was a famous and delicious restaurant when they were in junior high school. They looked at each other and immediately decided that this was the place.Walking into the store, one person went to get the tableware, and one person ordered the dishes with the clerk.Du Qinghe came back with sterilized tableware for two people, "Do you still remember what I always eat?"

Teacher Lian, who has always been shy, was a little embarrassed, "Well, didn't I always come here before." In fact, I came here many times by myself later.

"I've been here many times myself since then."

"Eh?"

"When I have nothing to do, when I go back to my hometown, I have come here a few times."

After sitting opposite each other for a while, the two discovered an embarrassing fact - they didn't know what to say.However, both of them are old-fashioned characters, one pretends to be nonchalantly wiping the tableware, and the other pretends to bow his head to reply to the message.

"The one just now, in the cafe, is... your boyfriend?"

Lian Shao, who was "busy" and bowed his head to reply to the message, raised his head in a daze, "Ah? No, no, it's nothing, my mother lied to me." Lian Shao gave Du Qinghe a rough explanation , Du Qinghe's eyes lit up with a smile: "Auntie is still so cute."

"The older you get, the more you don't stop." Lian Tiao snorted. "Speaking of which, why are you here?"

"There are impoverished students in the school whose families are here, and the families are particularly difficult. I will come to visit occasionally."

"Hey, Principal Du, why didn't I realize that you are so kind and considerate before, and you used to always call your classmates nicknames?"

"Come on, why do you think I'm not 'kind and considerate'? Everyone thinks I'm pretty good."

"Then what's the matter with you? It seems that you are just teasing me." Lian Shao said, feeling a little crooked. After all, based on her relatively "crooked" sexual orientation, even the teacher can hear the ambiguity. It was twice as wide as the average person, so he turned the subject a little bluntly, "Principal Du, have you solved your personal problem now?" Little did they know that the two sentences seemed to be more ambiguous when combined, as if Principal Du didn't solve her problem, she would It's like "sacrificing one's life".

Fortunately, Du Qinghe acted as if he hadn't heard anything, "I don't have much time right now."

"That's it."

About the man that day, Lian Shao finally didn't ask.

The two slowly finished their rice noodles. "After getting bored for a while, my mother will definitely ask questions again when I go back."

"Do you want to come to my house?"

"?"

"It's the house before my house, but there is no one there now, so I will live there when I come back. You can tell your aunt to come and sleep with me."

On Saturdays and Sundays, after "flattering" my superiors at the dinner table mountain, I have to go to the boss's house overnight to continue flattering. The stubborn teacher Lian is not used to such a corrupt life.But I really don't want to go back and exchange experience with the commander-in-chief about getting along with "Xiao Guo".It is enough to suffer the same crime once, and there is no need to repeat it endlessly.

"convenient?"

"What's the inconvenience? Anyway, I'm alone."

"it is good".

So Lian Shao "entered the room" in such a grandiose manner.The guests did as they wanted, and the obedient ones took a bath first, and then Du Qinghe went to take a bath.Lian Shao had nothing to do in the room, so he looked around at the furnishings in the room.Time is a strange thing. It is obvious that these things are not much different from her memory, and their positions may not have changed much, but it seems that the years have plated a layer of gold on them, leaving a strange trace. Everyday things become more charming.

Du Qinghe had a lot of books in the bedroom, and a thin layer of dust accumulated on the bookshelves. She looked through the rows and saw that there was a book with a particularly worn back. A small scrap of calligraphy paper.Strange to say, Du Qing and others grew up in such a big family with certain social resources, so they are no longer familiar with the rules and skills of getting along with each other.She is different from myself, she is a person who can play with interpersonal relationships very clearly, but her calligraphy is quite different from her general principles-she practiced like a thin gold body, golden hook and iron painting, and her brush strokes are like dragons and snakes. All the edges and corners of her body hidden by her are here.

But that's not the point. Lian Shao was a little surprised that the writing on the paper was a small "Shao" character written in a thin golden lower case that was different from the Du Qinghe she knew.

Lian Shao was a little surprised.

"What are you doing?" Sensing Du Qinghe coming in from behind, Lian Shao closed the book without changing his face, and put it back in its original place. "No reason, just look around and reminisce about the lost youth." After all, she used to come here often to play.

"What do you remember?"

Lian Shao turned around, but he didn't expect to see this. . .Du Qinghe——she had just taken a shower, and she was only wearing a smoky gray satin bathrobe casually. There were drops of water on her body and she had not dried it off. The bathrobe was half-clung to her body, and the lines were clearly outlined. The skin was slightly reddened by the hot water, and the rippling long hair was not wiped dry, it was casually dressed, and looked at her with a smile, Lian Shao felt that he had fallen into her sparkling almond eyes in an instant.

Lian Shao immediately looked away, feeling that some inappropriate thoughts were about to pop up again, "It's just some messy things before. You should dry the water quickly, and be careful not to catch a cold."

"Okay, I'll blow dry my hair later, you go to bed first."

After being stimulated by the beauty, Mr. Lian, an empty-nest old man, lay down on his boss's bed with a strange mood. As for why he didn't get on another bed, according to Du Qinghe, this is the only quilt at home now.Under such circumstances, Lian Shao fell asleep in a daze.Du Qinghe came in again after a long time.Gently turned off the light, and lay down next to Lian Shao, the moonlight shone through the white gauze curtains, casting a faint blue light on Lian Shao's body.Blue suits her very well, Du Qinghe always thinks so.

good night.

She looked at Lian Shao's relaxed sleeping face and closed her eyes.