[Tomb Notes bg] Lost Notes

After parting from Wu Xie and Fatty, Nan Xing and Zhang Qiling walked home together.

Nan Xing recalled the furnishings of the house like a movie in his mind, and confirmed that underwear, skin care products, etc. had been put away, so as not to show his feet and reveal his gender.

But the biggest headache now is not whether the things are put away, but the next period of time. Day and night, so she will be very cautious every day.

In the past, no matter how hard I tried to pretend to be a man outside, I could still let myself go at home.

August is the hottest sauna day in Beijing. Fortunately, it was already evening when they arrived at Tsinghua University, and the occasional evening breeze brought a sense of coolness and comfort.

It was summer vacation, and there were quite a lot of people on Tsinghua campus. Besides students, there were also many parents who brought their children to visit.

It was actually a long way from the East Gate of Tsinghua University to Heqingyuan. In the past, it took Nanxing more than ten minutes to ride a bicycle, but this time, perhaps because she had someone to accompany her, it was the first time that she felt that the journey was not as far as she thought.

After entering the door, Nan Xing found Zhang Qiling's slippers, took him to the guest room, put down his backpack, and beckoned him to sit on the sofa.

She went to the bar to wash her hands, poured mineral water into the kettle, and found two boxes of tea from the cupboard, Lapsang Souchong and Jintan Sparrow, which were brought back by her father from a previous business trip.

Turning to him and asking, "Brother, do you prefer black tea or green tea?"

Hearing this, Zhang Qiling raised his eyes, his eyes landed on her hand for a moment, and then he noticed that the water in the transparent pot at her hand was already in the state of "crab-eye water", which is the most suitable temperature for brewing green tea, so he reminded her, "Water, OK."

The implication is green tea.

Nan Xing understood, picked up the kettle, put the golden altar sparrow tongue into two clean glasses, and brought it to the coffee table.

Instead of sitting down on the sofa, she half sat on the wool carpet under the tea table, poured water into the glass, and watched the tea leaves float and sink in the cup, like a flock of birds dancing and about to fly.

Nan Xing handed one of the cups to Zhang Qiling, "Can we go out for dinner? Taoli Garden is only 10 minutes away from here." She actually prefers to eat at home, but her culinary black hole still doesn't hinder him to try it himself. Poisoned.

If we go out to eat, it's five o'clock. After drinking tea, tidy up a little, and the time is just right.

While sipping tea, she arranged everything in her mind to avoid gaps and embarrassment.

Zhang Qiling hummed, picked up the cup and tasted it, it was the unique chestnut fragrance of sparrow tongue.

Nan Xing put down the cup at this time, and asked Zhang Qiling to rest, and she went to tidy up and get ready.

The walls of Nanxing’s house are covered with Morandi-color frosted wallpaper, and the floor is also light-colored. The carpet and matching furniture are basically smoke blue and log colors. In the living room and on the dining table, there are fresh green plants and Dried flowers in light colors.

Zhang Qiling's eyes stayed on those dried flowers for a moment, and then looked at Nan Xing who was rummaging through the study.

His reaction is extremely sensitive, and he guessed why Nan Xing didn't want to live with him in the first place.

At this time, Nan Xing seemed to have found what he was looking for, closed the drawer and came out of the study, Zhang Qiling looked back without showing a trace.

Nan Xing took his father's meal card that he had just found, and sat back in front of the sofa. Seeing that the two cups were almost bottomed out, he asked, "Shall we have another dip?"

Zhang Qiling's gaze swept across Nan Xing's face calmly.

Nan Xing suddenly realized that his words sounded a bit ambiguous, "I didn't mean that, listen to my quibble..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Zhang Qiling had picked up the kettle and poured hot water into the two cups for the second time...

As long as there is no misunderstanding, it is worthy of being the flower of the abstinence department of Zhengmiaohong.

After drinking the tea, Nan Xing rinsed the cup and drained it in the disinfection cabinet, then went out to Taoli Garden with Zhang Qiling.

When I came back from dinner, it was almost 8 o'clock in the evening.

Nan Xing tidied up a bit and went out to buy ingredients for the next day. He planned to get up early the next day and learn how to cook. He couldn't eat out every day.

For a rookie like her, breakfast is a good choice for getting started, and it should be possible to follow the recipe with her own understanding.

After Nan Xing went out, Zhang Qiling noticed the TV cabinet opposite the sofa, more precisely, it was a whole wall of bookcases, because the TV only occupied one of the cabinets.There were different books on the bookcase. He looked at them and took out a copy of Liang Sicheng's "APictorial History of Chinese Architecture", which is an earlier English version.

When Nan Xing came back from buying the ingredients, he saw Zhang Qiling sitting on the swan chair by the window reading a book. The light from the floor lamp evenly shone on his hair and body. Under the soft light, his face was a little less indifferent than usual. A little more warmth.

Hearing Nan Xing's return, Zhang Qiling raised his head and looked at her, his slender eyelashes cast silhouettes on the eyelids, embellishing his originally indifferent eyes to be deeper.

"You have really good eyesight," Nan Xing's smile suddenly became brighter because she met his gaze, and she said while putting the ingredients in the refrigerator, "This book is the one I cherish the most. It was a gift from my mother because I wanted to study architecture because of this book."

While listening to Nan Xing's words, Zhang Qiling turned another page, and a photo caught between the pages came into view.

In the photo is a young woman with no expression on her face. The firmness in her eyes is somewhat similar to that of Nan Xing, but the similarity between the two is only in the eyes, and their looks are completely two styles.

Zhang Qiling looked up at the photo wall behind the sofa, all of them were photos of Nan Xing and her father. Nan Xing's father was white, which is why Nan Xing's facial contours are very three-dimensional.I scanned around, but didn't see any photos of Nan Xing's mother.

After tidying up, Nan Xing sat down on the footstool next to Zhang Qiling, saw the photos between the pages and said: "This is my mother, she never takes photos, this photo was secretly taken by my father when he first met her , only this one."

"I think I've seen your mother." Zhang Qiling said lightly, looking at the photo.

Nan Xing was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Zhang Qiling, her pupils shone like amber under the light, she was waiting for Zhang Qiling to continue talking.

At the same time, she was also mentally prepared. With Zhang Qiling's current state, even if she knew her mother before, she might not be able to remember it.

"It's just my intuition, I can't remember the details." Zhang Qiling glanced at Nan Xing and added.

He did have a very vague fragmentary impression of the face in the photo in his mind, and it seemed to have been a long time ago, but he still had no clearer memory.

"Maybe the two of us have a relationship." Nan Xing smiled at Zhang Qiling, and ended the topic with a gentle sentence.

Afterwards, Nan Xing went to busy with his own affairs, while Zhang Qiling continued to look at the book in his hand.

Both of them feel that there is nothing wrong with this way of getting along. When they don’t want to communicate, they have their own space to be busy with their own affairs. When they want to talk, the other party is nearby, so they won’t be bored or tired.

This balance was maintained until Zhang Qiling took a shower.

He found that the change of clothes that Nan Xing gave him did not contain a jacket, but two pairs of trousers.He had no choice but to take the extra pair of trousers, wipe his wet hair with one hand, and walk out of the bathroom. When he came out, he ran into Nan Xing who was changing the lamp tube of the chandelier in the living room.

After Nan Xing changed the light tube, he turned his head and saw Zhang Qiling coming out of the bathroom. His eyes swept across his strong and broad chest. The unicorn tattoo on his body appeared due to the heat.

Seeing the trousers in Zhang Qiling's hand, she suddenly realized that it seemed that what she gave him just now was not a whole set of home clothes, but two pairs of trousers by mistake.

"I'm sorry I brought you the wrong clothes. I'll go find the shirt and give it to you." Nan Xing hurriedly got off the ladder as he said.

At this time, the ladder suddenly swayed, and Nan Xing's feet were unstable, and she was about to fall, but her body had formed a conditioned reflex after years of training. Looking at the spare light tube, she had no choice but to avoid it to the side, lost her balance, staggered and fell in the direction of Zhang Qiling.

Seeing Nan Xing who was rushing towards him after being flustered for a while, Zhang Qiling reached out to catch her who lost her balance. This series of actions happened in just a few seconds, which looked like a romantic scene full of twists and turns. Embrace.

Nan Xing's face was buried on Zhang Qiling's shoulders, his strong arms locked her firmly in his arms, her arms still maintained the movement of subconsciously wrapping around his waist when she just fell into Zhang Qiling's embrace, and breath was caught in her breath. The aroma of hormones and shower gel on his body lingered, and she felt that her mind had stopped and stayed in place.

When Zhang Qiling pulled Nan Xing into his arms, he finally confirmed his previous guess that she was indeed a woman.

There was only a thin layer of cloth between them at the moment, her slender and full of curves, her slender yet powerful figure, was completely exposed through such physical contact.

"Thank you..." Nan Xing quickly shut her mouth before she finished thanking her, because she found that she had forgotten to change her voice in a hurry, and said it directly in her original voice.This, this, this... is going to be revealed... It's really a hundred secrets, a dike of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest...

She wanted to cover her mouth, but as soon as she raised her hand, she realized that such an action was too feminine, and it was simply out of place here...

From the very beginning, her mind seemed to be shut down, and her IQ was completely offline.

On the one hand, although she disguised herself as a man all the year round, she actually kept a proper distance from the boys and never had physical contact. It was the first time for her to hug a topless man just now.On the other hand, she was also worried that with Zhang Qiling's keen observation skills, even if she wrapped her breasts deliberately, but she was only wearing a layer of silk pajamas, she might still be able to detect something strange about her.

Feeling that Zhang Qiling let go of the arms that were originally encircling her, Nan Xing took a step back and looked up into his deep eyes. She couldn't see anything from these eyes that had been indifferent all year round.

Then, lowering his eyes, he returned to a male voice and said, "Thank you, little brother."

He still didn't respond, Nan Xing somehow felt embarrassed but at the same time felt relieved.

She seemed to remember something again: "I almost forgot to get you clothes, you wait for me to get them."

"No need, you go to bed early." After Zhang Qiling finished speaking, he didn't say anything else, just glanced at her again, and walked towards his room.