Pandora's Box

With more than 20 yuan left, I went to the McDonald's upstairs to buy a lunch. Fortunately, there is a lunch special on weekdays, and I can still eat a Big Mac set meal.

After dawdling the last drop of Coke, dipping the last bit of ketchup up with chips, and sitting still, I'm going to look too broke.

I'm so handsome, I can't make myself look like a bum.

So I finally walked back to school slowly and found the classroom on the schedule.

The big class is in class, and the room is full of people. The teacher writes the questions on the stage with his back to everyone.I went in through the back door and no one noticed me.Seeing this, I found a seat in the last row and sat down, and took out the books in my bag.

After listening to it for a long time, I realized that the book I brought was not for this class at all. So far, I had nothing to love in my life, so I gave up struggling and lay down on the table with my head tilted.

Seriously, there is no better place to sleep than a classroom.The heat emitted by the human body, the hypnotic smell of books, and the teacher's lectures with unclear meanings are intertwined into a drowsy giant net, which is more effective than taking melatonin.

I simply had a dream, in which I was floating in mid-air, and a faint voice called my name in the clouds.

And something hard was poking me hard.

I woke up from the dream and heard the teacher calling my name: "Lin Jing. Is Lin Jing there?"

I quickly stood up "excuse me" and said, "Here!"

There was a slight sound of laughter in the classroom, some people looked back at me, and the teacher pushed his glasses and looked at me.

What's the matter?Is it something I should say?What the hell should I say?

A tissue was quietly pushed aside, with a line written on it.

I immediately recited it with excellent eyesight.

The teacher nodded.The classroom is very big, and there are seventy or eighty people in the big class of the public class. He probably didn't realize that I was lying on my stomach, so he didn't make things difficult for me, and just said: "That's right. Sit down."

I breathed a sigh of relief, and when I sat back on my seat, I couldn't help but turn my head and glance at the chivalrous brother beside me who stabbed me awake with a pen.

I vaguely remember that this row of seats was empty when I groped in just now.So this classmate is also a late contestant?

However, he didn't look like he was used to mixing classes.He sat upright, his shoulders were even, his hands rested on the table naturally, and he even had a punch between his chest and the table.This standard posture of listening to lectures is not developed overnight.

From the side, I can only see his black hair and eyebrows, his skin is very fair, his nose bridge is straight, and his eyes are bright.

I have seen many handsome men and beautiful women, and there is no ugly person who comes and goes around since I was a child, so it is not so unusual for me to be good-looking.

But this person made me take a few extra glances involuntarily.He looked very clean, neat, and meticulous.

"Thank you." I wanted to chat with him, but unexpectedly he said, "Hush, listen to the class first."

Wow, also very indifferent.

Sure enough, even though I looked him up and down there, winking all kinds of eyebrows, he never squinted.

He didn't say until the class was over, "It's a little effort."

Then he said: "In this teacher's class, class questions should be counted into the normal score." He looked at me and said, "His normal score is very difficult to get, and he is also a very aggressive person. You better be careful."

It turned out to be a skilled worker, I'm afraid he was also employed before.

I wondered, "Why didn't you bring any books?"

He said: "Teacher Huang doesn't follow the textbook in class. And his PPT is very detailed, and it's okay without books. However, if I were you, I would go to his personal website and download all the courseware. "

It really is someone who came here!Disrespect, disrespect!

I couldn't help asking: "You are so serious, why don't you sit in the first row? Wouldn't it be too wasteful to sit in the last row?"

He said solemnly: "I'm too tall, and I will block the classmates behind me."

It turned out to be a fool.

Although I think this brother is a bit interesting, but when we met by chance, he didn't intend to strike up a conversation with me and asked me to leave my contact information. After the class, we said goodbye politely to each other, and then went our separate ways.

After class, I walked out of the classroom, and it was freezing again.I touched my pocket and checked my phone.

This is great, there is no money in the bank's Alipay WeChat pocket.If there is no money, there is nothing to waste, and I can’t even afford the hand pancakes on the street, so I still have to go back to eat obediently.

I dragged my ignorant body back home.There is indeed food at home, and the food is not bad.

For dinner this day, Cheng Yichen made braised beef brisket with potatoes, garlic vermicelli shrimp and steamed sea bass, added stir-fried lettuce, pork ribs and winter melon soup, and served me a bowl of white rice. It was so delicious that I immediately forgot about the embarrassment of the morning .

In fact, these dishes will not be more advanced than what I ate in my previous life.When I was young, I followed those cronies and friends. What good things have I not seen?Every day, I hang out in various eating, drinking and entertainment venues, serving wagyu at every turn, eating king crab three times, and going to Michelin restaurants for a while.

But I really don't have many opportunities to eat a good home-cooked meal.

When I was living with LEE in Los Angeles, his cooking skills were not flattering. In addition, we were too busy with work. Most of us relied on going out for food and ordering takeaway to make ends meet. American Chinese food is also lackluster, nothing more than steamed dumplings , Mapo Tofu, General Tso's Chicken.

Cheng Yichen was the first person I met, and also the most particular about home-cooked meals.

Not only will he ensure that there are meat, fish, and vegetables on the table, but in this era when office workers eat milk and bread for breakfast, he also gets up early to cook porridge, fried eggs, and prepare side dishes.

At first I thought it was too wordy and a waste of time. Wouldn’t it be good to sleep until the last minute and eat bread on the road?Isn't it good to play games while eating pizza?

Within a few days, however, I found myself liking the feeling of having a hot meal waiting for me at the table.Even before going to bed, I would think about whether it will be yam and millet porridge tomorrow morning, or preserved egg and lean meat porridge, will it be noodle soup?Will Cheng Yichen come back with fried dough sticks?

I don't know how to describe this kind of life, it's lazy and comfortable, and it's disturbing.

It seems that I am slowly domesticated myself.

The dinner was safe and sound, Cheng Yichen served me and Lu Feng thoughtfully.Sitting across from me, Lu Feng who was eating quietly like a giant beast suddenly asked, "Can I have some wine?"

I almost sprayed his soup on his face, but Cheng Yichen responded in a normal way: "Yes, but only one can of beer, not too much."

So Lu Feng got up and went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator to get a beer, his steps seemed to be a little cheerful.

When it comes to domestication, Lu Feng is truly domesticated!

After eating, Cheng Yichen suddenly said, "Xiao Jing, I have something for you."

"what?"

He took out a box from the room, held it in front of me and opened it: "Look, do you like it?"

I was already surprised when I saw the yeezy box, and I was even more surprised when I opened it.

Before the official release of these shoes, I wanted them very much, but after returning to China, I couldn’t get them at all, and because I had no money, second-hand scalpers didn’t even think about it, and the prices were sky-high.

He carefully looked at my expression: "You said you wanted these shoes."

I couldn't wait to take it out and take a look, and looked around: "It's my size!"

He smiled and said, "Of course, I bought it for you."

Sneakers are the romance of our young people, and I couldn't help but get excited: "Thank you, Uncle Chen."

"As long as you like it."

He looked at me with a gentle smile on his face.

I suddenly softened my heart.

Cheng Yichen is actually very attentive to me, including his mother-in-law and nagging, just like a real father.

Does he see me as his own child?

Is it because he has no children?

"You said before that you like these shoes, but I don't see any stores here, and I don't know where to buy them," he said, "I asked my son to buy them abroad and bring them back. Young people know more about this."

It turns out he has a son.

I suddenly lost interest.

"Is your son working abroad? Haven't seen him."

When mentioning his own son, the other party's face suddenly brightened: "Oh, no, he hasn't graduated yet. He is also from your T university. He is studying for a master's degree. But he is also taking care of the company's affairs, so he is very busy. Some time ago I have a new project in my hand, and I was on a business trip during the two days of Chinese New Year. I just returned to China today..."

"Oh……"

Well, it seems that he is a very good son.

I remembered how I talked back and choked on him in the morning: "You haven't found much use after reading so many books."

However, other people's sons are several times more useful than me, and they are better than me.

I'm the most useless one.

As soon as this idea flashed out, I couldn't help becoming irritable.

What's going on, it's only March, why do I seem to be suffering from May disease, and I feel depressed and depressed at every turn.

It's not like me.

Who am I?I'm Lin Jing, even if I'm a good-for-nothing, I have to be justified!