There are thousands of routines of the academic committee

After lunch, Tang Ming and Zuo Shiyun went to the movies.

The armrest separating the two people was pushed up. In the dim environment, Tang Ming acquiesced to Zuo Shiyun's idea, clasped ten fingers with her, and snuggled together.

Zuo Shiyun quietly felt the hard-won beauty. While watching movies seriously, he would always look distractedly at the people around him.

"What's wrong?" Tang Ming found her and asked in a low voice.

Zuo Shiyun shook his head lightly, and squeezed Tang Ming's palm so that she would not have to worry about herself.

Tang Ming looked at Zuo Shiyun hesitantly for a while longer, seeing that she was already seriously immersed in the film, and then calmly withdrew his attention from her.

Zuo Shiyun suppressed the desires/desires he saw in the book, tried to keep calm, and persisted until the end of the movie.

They finished a little early, and the sky had just begun to darken. The two of them were not in a hurry to go home, so they started shopping in the mall.

"What were you doing during the previous winter and summer vacations?" Zuo Shiyun asked softly.

She is full of curiosity about Tang Ming's past. In the past, she didn't have the position to ask in such detail, and she couldn't do that, but now, she can learn a little bit.

"Travel, play." Tang Ming answered simply.

In the short memory time, she suddenly found that in those past days, there seemed to be nothing worth remembering.

Those days of living alone are too dull to leave any deep traces in memory.

The meaningless life probably refers to the life she has lived in these years.

"Are they all alone?" Zuo Shiyun continued to ask.

"Travel alone, and play with those brothers." Tang Ming frowned slightly.

She suddenly felt that these questions were extremely hot, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable to answer, and that feeling did not come from resistance to the questions themselves, but from being ashamed to say these meaningless answers.

Zuo Shiyun skillfully saw through Tang Ming's embarrassment, and said softly, "Then you can take me with you from now on."

"In this way, you are not alone." She looked at Tang Ming and added softly.

Tang Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, and said, "Okay."

After that, she asked back: "What about you? How do you spend your holidays?"

"It's not much better than you. I'm taking all kinds of classes..." Zuo Shiyun began to tell Tang Ming the interesting things in the interest class in a soft voice.

Although their previous lives were different, they all chose among the options given by their parents. There were not too many turbulent events, but they also shared the same loneliness.

A little accident seems to be the happiest memory in a certain period of time.

Zuo Shiyun was talking to Tang Ming about her studies and her classmates, and Tang Ming would occasionally think of something, and would tell her interesting things she encountered during her travels.

They chatted and walked in the sinking sunset until it was completely dark and the cold wind brought by the traffic on the side of the road was unbearable, and the two of them called a taxi and returned home.

"I should have called a taxi earlier." Tang Ming helped Zuo Shiyun cover his cold hands in the living room.

"It's rare to take a walk and chat with you, I don't want to spoil the atmosphere like that." Zuo Shiyun replied warmly, "And it's not cold."

"When you're sick, you know it's cold." Tang Ming glared at Zuo Shiyun, "I don't like people around me to be sick..."

She looked away, saying that she didn't like it, but in her eyes, there was indeed fear and fear.

She was afraid that getting sick would take away someone important to her.

Now, Zuo Shiyun has also been placed in the "important" column, she doesn't want Zuo Shiyun to be tormented by illness.

"Then I will try my best not to worry you." Zuo Shiyun cupped Tang Ming's cheeks with his cold hands.

"Don't move, go take a bath if you don't want me to cover you!" Tang Ming squeezed the cold hands on her cheeks into hers again.

"Then do you want to accompany me?" Zuo Shiyun asked expectantly.

Tang Ming raised her eyes to look at her in surprise, let go of the coldness in her hand, got up in embarrassment and went back to the bedroom.

Zuo Shiyun looked at the closed door, sighed softly, got up and went to her room to get a change of clothes, and went to the bathroom alone to warm up her body.

While Zuo Shiyun was taking a bath, Tang Ming took the guitar back to the bedroom, sat by the window and stroked it gently.

She didn't have any precise rhythm in her playing. When she plucked a string, she could play any piece of music that could sound. The rhythm was irregular, and the duration was constantly changing.

Zuo Shiyun warmed up comfortably to the sound of Tang Ming's piano, and when he left, the sound of the piano outside the house had stopped.

She knocked lightly on the door of Tang Ming's bedroom, opened the door a crack, and saw Tang Ming holding a guitar and talking on the phone by the window.

"Really? Why don't I believe it so much!" Tang Ming mockingly asked the person on the other side of the phone, beckoning to Zuo Shiyun, motioning her to go in.

Zuo Shiyun walked softly to Tang Ming's side, stood by the window with her and continued to listen to the phone.

It was Tang Ming's father, Tang Dehai, who was calling. He seemed to be interrogating the relationship between her and Tang Ming. He said he would come back and have a face-to-face meeting with Tang Ming, but he was being reprimanded by Tang Ming.

"Then you come back! Every day I only know, when did you take action?" Tang Ming snorted, extremely impatient with Tang Dehai's attitude.

"She and I are waiting for you at home, and try to see you before the year! Hang up!" Tang Ming was full of disdain, and immediately hung up the phone after speaking.

Zuo Shiyun hugged Tang Ming gently after she hung up the phone. Although Tang Ming was not forgiving and was always arguing with Tang Dehai, she actually wanted to see Tang Dehai.

"I'm fine." Tang Ming pushed Zuo Shiyun's body, "I haven't washed yet, don't stick to me!"

"Then are you going to wash now?" Zuo Shiyun hugged Tang Ming and did not let go.

She knew very well that at this time, no matter how much Tang Ming refused or what she said, she could not let go of her hand.

"En." Tang Ming responded softly.

She doesn't want to convey her emotions to Zuo Shiyun, she knows very well that every family has a difficult sutra, and she doesn't want her sutra to disturb Zuo Shiyun, and remind her of the pain brought by her family.

"Then I'll wait for you here?" Zuo Shiyun relaxed his hand after saying the boundary words.

Tang Ming was silent for a moment, then handed the guitar to Zuo Shiyun, and in Zuo Shiyun's bewilderment, left the bedroom with her changed clothes.

Zuo Shiyun looked down at the guitar in his arms, stroked the strings lightly, and shook his head with the corners of his lips curled up.

She sat down on the chair, hugged the guitar in her arms in a dignified manner, stroked the strings lightly, and the sound of the piano immediately swayed in the room, as if she could feel Tang Ming's mood when she was playing the piano.

She didn't continue to pluck the strings, went back to her room to get her mobile phone, and waited for her to come back in Tang Ming's bedroom with the guitar in her arms.

Maybe, she can ask Tang Ming to teach her, or they can enroll in classes together to learn.

When Tang Ming heard the first sound, she thought that Zuo Shiyun had learned the guitar, and was planning to add music to her bath, but in the end, after the sound dispersed, there was no sound she was expecting.

It seems that Zuo Shiyun is not omnipotent.

She sighed softly in the bathtub, stepped into the range of the shower, and stopped soaking.

Soon, she returned to the bedroom with her wet hair wrapped. Zuo Shiyun heard the door opening and immediately walked towards her.

"Why don't you blow it?" Zuo Shiyun pushed him out of the bedroom, and pulled him back to the sink, "You're still talking about me, don't you want to catch a cold too?"

"It's not that fragile..." Tang Ming muttered softly, but his voice was drowned out by the sound of the hair dryer.

Zuo Shiyun tried the heat of the hair dryer with his hands, and gently hung Tang Ming's hair down. There were some places on the top of his head that needed to be stepped on. Tang Ming would actively bend down, and obediently put his head at Zuo Shiyun's comfortable height. .

After drying it a bit, Zuo Shiyun touched Tang Ming's head and asked softly, "When will uncle come back?"

"The last few days." Tang Ming replied softly, enjoying himself.

"But his words have always been inaccurate. He can say that he will come back countless times in a year, but he hasn't seen a single one in place, so don't worry about him." She stood up straight, with comforting Zuo Shiyun in her eyes.

"I'm fine." She added guiltily.

Zuo Shiyun patted Tang Ming's head lightly again, smiled softly, and dispelled her softly: "The sentence you added doesn't seem to be a problem."

Tang Ming froze for a moment, distractedly grabbed Zuo Shiyun's head, and fled.

"It's not dry yet!" Zuo Shiyun yelled while holding the hair dryer.

However, just for those who escaped, they closed the door as if they hadn't heard.

Tang Dehai kept his word this time, and stood in the living room on the third morning after the phone call.

Tang Ming got up late, and it was Zuo Shiyun who knocked on the door and woke her up.

"Hey! The Patriarch has finally returned home!" Tang Ming scratched her head and yawned, looking as if she hadn't woken up yet.

After she left the bedroom, she blocked Zuo Shiyun behind her, for fear that Tang Dehai would do something strange to Zuo Shiyun.

"Go and wash your face, I have something to ask you." Tang Dehai ordered like interrogating a prisoner.

"I didn't call you, don't come out!" Tang Ming turned around and grabbed Zuo Shiyun and stuffed her into her bedroom, then closed the door and went to wash up alone.

Tang Dehai was not in a hurry, and sat at the dining table, waiting for Tang Ming to wash up, before talking about the things between them.

He saved up a bunch of things to talk to Tang Ming about, including his studies, life, and relationship. He listed a stack of papers like documents, and waited for Tang Ming to sit in front of him and explain to him.

Tang Ming washed his face casually, and before the water stains on his face were completely dried, he hurriedly sat in front of Tang Dehai.

She wants to see this man, but now that Zuo Shiyun is here, she doesn't want this man to come back for the time being, especially when he comes back to find trouble for her and hurt Zuo Shiyun.

"I'll handle my affairs by myself. You said that yourself at the beginning. Are you going back on your word now?" Tang Ming took the lead in launching the offensive.

Tang Dehai looked at his questioning daughter without changing his face, and said seriously: "Go and call Zuo Shiyun out first."