There are thousands of routines of the academic committee

On the first weekend of December, Zuo Shiyun went back home.

"Yo, it's rare to come back!" Xu Yinchen flipped through the psychology magazine in his hand, and looked at Zuo Shiyun in the entrance with a smile on his face.

Zuo Shiyun ignored her in silence, and locked himself in the bedroom after changing his shoes.

Since she moved into Tang Ming's house, she took away many little secrets belonging to girls.

Those feelings that were secretly recorded became much safer because of having Tang Ming's house. They would not be found by that violent woman because she was not at home and unable to guard her own land.

Zuo Shiyun's bedroom has obviously been tampered with. Even though those places that have been inspected have tried their best to restore their original appearance, Zuo Shiyun can still see which places have been tampered with.

She rationally suspected that the traces left behind were probably Xu Yinchen deliberately telling her that she had been here before.

Provocative, yet childish, in an unimaginable way, coming from a psychiatrist who has been a mother for 17 years.

"Clang clang-"

There was a knock on the door of the bedroom while Zuo Shiyun was confirming.

Zuo Shiyun opened the bedroom door with a gloomy expression, blocked the entrance and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

"Is Tang Ming waiting for you below?" Xu Yinchen asked directly without any politeness.

"Not here." Zuo Shiyun raised his eyes slightly, and stared at his mother coldly.

In order to convince Xu Yinchen, she added: "She has gone to the Internet cafe. If you have time and energy, you can go to the Internet cafe to find her."

"That's a bit of a pity..." Xu Yinchen didn't care about the answer, "You have lived in her house for a long time, so bring her home at the end of the year, and ask mom to thank her well."

"Oh... let's dream!" Zuo Shiyun immediately closed the bedroom door and locked it again after finishing speaking.

Of course she knew what Xu Yinchen was thinking, she could do the thankful thing herself, and she didn't need this mother who had no "emotion" in her eyes to do any unnecessary things.

Zuo Shiyun packed up the things he wanted to bring, and left his home when he was two hours old, like a small move.

She doesn't like this place, this place called "home", maybe to her, it's more like a psychiatrist's consulting room, which makes her extremely repulsive.

What she likes is Tang Ming's home, getting along without purpose, relying on nothing, is the beautiful environment that Zuo Shiyun yearns for and likes, and it is a place that can really be called "home".

......

Zuo Shiyun returned to Tang Ming's home, but he didn't see Tang Ming.

"Auntie, when did Tang Ming go out?" Zuo Shiyun had no choice but to ask the aunt who was cooking for help.

"It's been a while. When she left, she said, if you come back early, you won't have to wait for her for dinner." Auntie glanced at the porridge that was still warm, and hesitated for a while.

"Does she usually go out at night?" Zuo Shiyun continued to ask.

"It used to be so often. Since you came, she has rarely gone out at night." Auntie replied recalling.

"That's it...then I'd better call her." Zuo Shiyun walked to the balcony with her mobile phone.

She sat on the hanging chair, picked up the kitten who was trying to use her leg as a cat climbing frame, and put it on her lap. While stroking the kitten and shaking it gently, she called Tang Ming.

The phone was connected just before hanging up.

"I have something to do, you and auntie will eat first." Tang Ming's voice was cold, as if he had encountered something unhappy, and he was obviously not very energetic.

"Do you need help?" Zuo Shiyun asked warmly.

"No need." Tang Ming answered simply, but no one could see that she was holding the phone tightly, as if the little phone could be broken by her in the next second.

Tang Ming immediately hung up the call after answering.

In fact, she is not far away from home, but at this moment, she doesn't want to talk, she just wants to be alone.

She doesn't need Zuo Shiyun to worry about her, it's just that she is in a bad mood at this moment, she doesn't need to affect Zuo Shiyun's mood, and she will get better soon.

It's just that Tang Ming's thinking was too simple. The more indifferent she was, the more important something happened to Zuo Shiyun.

Zuo Shiyun rushed out of the house immediately after Tang Ming hung up the phone.

She didn't know where Tang Ming was, but she just wanted to go out to find her.

Even though she knew very well in her heart, what a superfluous thing this would be, and what a thoughtless choice it was.

But she still couldn't let herself stay at home, obediently waited for Tang Ming to come back, and then told her what happened.

Even if those efforts were just to move himself, Zuo Shiyun didn't want to stop himself.

In other words, she couldn't stop herself, she couldn't stay rational, and let herself wait indifferently.

Tang Ming stood by the river and was blowing the cold wind. The temperature of his body was gradually invaded by the coldness of winter. His hands in his pockets, even with protection, became cold little by little.

As she stood by the river for longer and longer, her body's self-regulating mechanism gradually began to protest, which made her shiver uncontrollably.

It's time to go back.Tang Ming thought.

She turned around, held the black plastic bag next to her legs in her hand, shrank her neck, breathed on her cold hands, then raised her head, and walked slowly towards home.

Zuo Shiyun walked around the community, but after not finding Tang Ming, he sat down on the stairs at the entrance of the unit, holding his mobile phone and waiting.

From a distance, Tang Ming saw the woman sitting and waiting at the door holding a little light. She paused for a moment, then sighed and quickened her pace and approached.

"Whose puppy got lost?" Tang Ming asked with a smile as he looked at Zuo Shiyun.

"You're back..." Tang Ming looked up at Tang Ming, her voice trembling after being invaded by the cold.

"How long have you been sitting? Can you still get up?" Tang Ming sighed helplessly. Zuo Shiyun was really stubborn and terrifying at certain times.

"I don't know." Zuo Shiyun shook her head, supported the protective fence next to her, and stood up slowly, but before she could stand still, she fell towards Tang Ming in a burst of dizziness.

"Every day, you know you're taking advantage of me!" Tang Ming held Zuo Shiyun in her arms while feeling disgusted.

"Hmm." Zuo Shiyun embraced Tang Ming's waist, huddled in her arms, instinctively seeking a warm body temperature different from his own.

Zuo Shiyun's head rubbed against Tang Ming's cheek, and the warm breath made Tang Ming's body stiff immediately, but before she continued to dislike Zuo Shiyun, she felt that there was something wrong with the warm breath on her cheek. Satisfied.

Tang Ming put down the black plastic bag by her legs, and raised her hand to feel the temperature on Zuo Shiyun's forehead.

"Zuo Shiyun, are you cold?" Tang Ming asked angrily, trying to measure the temperature.

"Cold..." Zuo Shiyun replied in a very soft voice.

"You're almost burnt into the furnace, are you still cold?!" Tang Ming became slightly angry.

Zuo Shiyun was in a daze and didn't respond, as if from the moment she saw Tang Ming, she had worked hard to maintain her spirit and left her.

Now, in her brain, there is probably only the word that teachers and critics often say-paste.

"You're going to die! Find trouble for me every day!" Tang Ming scolded.

But even though she was cursing, she still hugged Princess Zuo Shiyun, picked up the black bag with difficulty, and entered the elevator.

"Forget it if you die!" Entering the elevator, Tang Ming still didn't stop cursing at Zuo Shiyun.

She has never seen anyone who is more stupid than Zuo Shiyun!

In the winter, I told her that there was nothing wrong and that she didn't need to help, but insisted on coming out and sitting at the door. This wasn't touching anyone, it was a brainless mentally handicapped!

Back home, Tang Ming put Zuo Shiyun on the bed steadily.

No matter how harsh her words are, and no matter how dissatisfied she is with Zuo Shiyun's mentally retarded behavior, her actions are still gentle.

"You deserve it for being stupid!" Tang Ming covered Zuo Shiyun with a quilt, and was still cursing when she left the bed.

"Hmm~" Zuo Shiyun squinted his eyes, and responded obediently.

Tang Ming sighed helplessly, and temporarily left Zuo Shiyun, who had a fever, in the bedroom, and quickly left to prepare the medicine needed for the fever.

The aunt at home watched Tang Ming come back with Zuo Shiyun in her arms, and she was already boiling hot water and getting ready.

"Auntie, how long has she been out?" Tang Ming asked while looking for medicine.

"After more than half an hour, she went out after calling you." The aunt replied.

"Crazy!" Tang Ming roared slightly angrily.

Tang Ming didn't like people getting sick in front of her. Even though Zuo Shiyun just had a common fever, seeing her uncomfortable and weak, Tang Ming still felt uncomfortable all over.

She was angry because Zuo Shiyun was messing around, and because she didn't expect Zuo Shiyun to run out to find herself so stupidly.

It's because she didn't expect such a thing. Even if she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong, but someone got sick in front of her, she still felt that something was wrong with her.

This has nothing to do with her personality, it is entirely a habit she left behind when her mother was seriously ill.

"Auntie, can't you take a bath if you have a fever?" Tang Ming asked as she looked at her auntie who was adding warm water.

"Impossible." The aunt replied, "I prepared a hot water bottle for her, and you will take it there later to warm her up."

"En." Tang Ming responded, and carried all the prepared things into the bedroom.

She first stuffed the hot water bottle into the bed, and looked at Zuo Shiyun, who was bending over and actively seeking warmth, and scolded in disgust: "Now that I know it's cold, why didn't I see you with some brains when I was sitting at the door!"

Zuo Shiyun hummed and did not speak, and moved a little bit to the bedside with the hot water bottle in his arms, squinting his eyes and looking at Tang Ming pitifully.

"Look at me | what are you doing?!" Tang Ming asked angrily.

Zuo Shiyun raised the corners of his mouth, smiled and said softly: "You look so cute~"

Tang Ming heard the sound, glared at Zuo Shiyun, and replied: "I think you have a fever and it's not serious! Get up and take medicine yourself!"

"Hey~" Zuo Shiyun arched his head and approached Tang Ming.

Tang Ming ignored her, put the antipyretics and warm water on the bedside table, and took three steps back, not giving Zuo Shiyun a chance to catch her.

She quietly watched Zuo Shiyun aggrieved and pitiful on the bed, unwilling to sit up and "wriggling" like a bug.

"Meow~"

The timely appearance of the little milk cat broke the rigid atmosphere in the bedroom.

Tang Ming picked up the kitten that was still slowly entering the bedroom step by step, gently stroked the kitten's head and body, changed her irritable attitude towards Zuo Shiyun, and said softly:

"Son, let's go, don't stay in the same room with the patient, so as not to be infected."

The kitten was lying in Tang Ming's arms, with its four paws lightly kicking Tang Ming's palm, and it gave a "meow" sound in response.

"Did you hear that, my son said he won't play with you anymore!" Tang Ming turned her back to the bed and slowly moved outside the bedroom.

Zuo Shiyun had already sat up. She watched Tang Ming move a little bit, probably three steps were less than the usual one step distance, and laughed.

"Tang Ming, don't leave if you are worried, and sleep with me tonight." Zuo Shiyun suggested softly.

Tang Ming's hand stroking the kitten paused for a moment, and then, with her slow-moving feet, she immediately stepped out of the bedroom door in big strides and fled.

She blocked the bedroom door forcefully, mixed with feelings of shame and annoyance, and said to herself:

"Leave her alone, I'm a dog!"

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