aren't we rivals

As a well-known tourist attraction, Xichi is picturesque with green water and green mountains.Every spring, it attracts art students and painting lovers from various colleges and universities to come to sketch.

The moment he saw Yu Tingzhi appearing here, apart from being stunned, Meng Chi was actually a little pleasantly surprised, so subtle that he didn't realize it himself.

And when he heard that Yu Tingzhi was on a business trip, he couldn't help being skeptical.Meng Chi heard from Chen Yan that the first-year freshmen of Zewu University's College of Art do come here to sketch here every year, but Yu Tingzhi is a specially invited lecturer. Normally speaking, he would not be sent to teach sketching.

So for a moment, Meng Chi felt that Yu Tingzhi was here because of him, but soon he realized that he was thinking too much.

Yu Tingzhi was indeed on a business trip, he brought half of the college students living in the youth hostel next door.

Although they live in the same homestay, they seldom see each other because of their different jobs and staggered schedules.

In order to manage the tea market in Xichi, the government specially built a spring tea market for tea farmers in Xichi to sell dry tea here.The market opens in the early morning, so Meng Chi has to get up early every day, first go to the market to find the right tea, and then follow the tea farmers to their tea mountains to have a look, in the afternoon or evening, according to the situation. The tea factory is waiting to receive the freshly made dry tea.

He leaves early and returns late every day, so he doesn't have a chance to meet Yu Tingzhi.

But Xichi is such a big place, within two days, Meng Chi met Yu Tingzhi at Xitang Lake.

Xitang Lake is a very famous scenic spot in Xichi. The lake is green, like an emerald embedded in the rolling mountains.Thin mist floats on the surface of the sparkling water, and those unstained lotus leaves sway gently in the breeze, revealing a few hidden flowers, and the air is full of fresh spring breath.

Meng Chi had just sent the good tea he had collected from the market back to Zewu. He had nothing to do, so he couldn't live up to the beautiful scenery. He walked slowly along the lake by himself, planning to go to the nearby famous tea shop after the tour. Buy peach blossom crisps at the snack bar.

He stopped and walked all the way, occasionally raising his mobile phone to take a few landscape photos.

In the camera, some people are going boating, some people are staying. Seeing the rows of easels by the lake and the boys and girls painting with brushes, Meng Chi stopped his eyes, looked around subconsciously, and then stood under a willow tree by the lake. , saw Yu Tingzhi sitting on the bench.

In April, the temperature has picked up and heavy winter cotton clothes are no longer needed.Yu Tingzhi wore a light gray casual suit with a black turtleneck sweater inside. The coat was loose but not cumbersome, which added a bit of easy-going.He sat on one side of the bench, his upper body leaned back slightly, and he looked far away, quietly looking at the hazy lake in front of him.

The willows were swaying in the wind above his head, and the sun was shining. A white bird flew over, circled for a while, and landed on the other side of the bench.

As the bird entered the mirror, it made the picture more poetic. Meng Chi pressed the shutter subconsciously. Immediately, he felt that his behavior of secretly taking pictures was inappropriate, so he put away his phone. Aim the camera at the direction where Yu Tingzhi is.

"Teacher Yu—"

A young female voice sounded, startling the birds and making Yu Tingzhi, who was sitting quietly, look sideways at the sound.

She probably encountered difficulties in painting. Meng Chi saw Yu Tingzhi get up and walk over, took the brush from the female student, and sat on the student's chair.

After a while, many students put down the brushes in their hands, got up and walked over to watch.

Even many tourists stopped and surrounded them. When Meng Chi approached, Yu Tingzhi was completely covered, and all he could hear were the students chirping, "Damn it, you're so awesome, you can still draw like this!" ?” “Teacher Yu led the team, we really made a lot of money!” and so on.

Meng Chi listened to the rainbow fart, thinking that a genius is a genius. Just when he didn't plan to continue to join in the fun and went to buy peach blossom cakes, Yu Tingzhi got up after finishing the painting, and came out of the crowd just in time to see him.

"Meng Chi." Hearing this call, Meng Chi immediately stopped in his tracks, and when he turned around, he saw Yu Tingzhi walking towards him amidst the attention of the students.

"What a coincidence, are you sketching here?" Meng Chi preemptively acted as if he had just seen him.

"Yeah." Yu Tingzhi chuckled, "What are you doing here?"

"Just came out of the market, just wander around," Meng Chi said.

Yu Tingzhi nodded, walked to his side, and walked forward side by side with him.

I don't know if it was because there were too many gazes from behind, Meng Chi always felt a little uncomfortable, and the atmosphere between the two was filled with a bit of embarrassment.

"Do you collect tea here every year?" Yu Tingzhi took the initiative to provoke the topic.

"Yeah." Meng Chi nodded.

"How long will you stay?" Yu Tingzhi asked.

Meng Chi glanced at him, then shook his head: "I'm not sure, maybe half a month, maybe a week."

Yu Tingzhi nodded: "You come here every year, so you should know the attractions worth visiting here very well."

Meng Chi: "No, after all, I don't come to play every time I come here."

Yu Tingzhi turned his head and glanced at Meng Chi, seeing the bruises under his eyes and the tiredness left by the busy days, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, and just as he was about to speak, a short voice suddenly came from beside him. scream.

The two turned their heads following the sound, and saw two girls in skirts squatting on the lawn by the lake, one of them raised his hands high, looking frightened, the other was holding ham sausage, and in their In front of him was a raccoon cat with its back arched and its eyes wary.

"It's angry and can't be touched." The girl with the sausage said to the other.

"Ah, you scared me." The girl withdrew her hand with lingering fear, but the raccoon cat was no longer tempted by the ham sausage, and ignored them both.

"Do you know how to calm an angry cat?" Yu Tingzhi looked back at Meng Chi and asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Meng Chi was taken aback, thinking you asked me?

"My cat is very cold to me, I don't know how to coax him well." Yu Tingzhi said.

Meng Chi snorted, and immediately remembered the little black cat that Yu Tingzhi had posted in Moments.

"Are you asking me for nothing? I never had a cat." Meng Chi said, "You should ask Song Min, he has cats."

"Really?" Yu Tingzhi stopped walking, the sunlight happened to illuminate his light-colored pupils, and he suddenly asked, "Have you been in touch with Song Min recently?"

Meng Chi was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that he hadn't had contact with Song Min since that night, and he didn't even think about contacting Song Min, instead he always remembered the absurdity of that night.

At this moment when he was in a daze, Yu Tingzhi, who was watching him, uttered another question from his throat.

Meng Chi came back to his senses and said casually, "It's okay, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, just ask casually." Yu Tingzhi still stared at Meng Chi, as if trying to figure out what he was thinking from his micro-expression.

Meng Chi glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "Didn't you reject him all the time, why do you still care about him?"

"Refused?" Yu Tingzhi paused and asked doubtfully, "Why did I refuse him?"

"That night at the bar..." Speaking of this, Meng Chi suddenly stopped talking. He obviously revealed what he said that night, but brought it up again, which was vainly embarrassing.

Meng Chi wanted to stop here, but Yu Tingzhi, who had seen his subtle expressions, didn't intend to expose this trouble easily.

"Were you with Song Min that night?"

This question can be said to be asked knowingly, and Yu Tingzhi even guessed that the so-called refusal should be the content of the chat between him and She Shan was overheard by them.

After looking at the silent Meng Chi for two seconds, Yu Tingzhi said again: "Then you sent me back, didn't you leave Song Min alone in the bar?"

The hidden memories in his mind started to haunt him again, Meng Chi wanted to push them back, but since he brought them up on his own initiative, he couldn't politely tell Yu Tingzhi to shut up.

You can only be strict with yourself and be lenient with others.

Meng Chi said, "No, Chen Yan sent him back."

Thinking of the scene where they had a happy conversation at the hot pot restaurant that day, Yu Tingzhi asked again: "How did you and Chen Yan meet?"

Hearing this, Meng Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, looked sideways at Yu Tingzhi, with a usual smile on his face: "Teacher Yu, are you checking your household registration?"

"No, I just want to know more about my students."

"..."

"Your students really need you as a good teacher." Meng Chi nodded, and glanced at the students by the lake who peeked here from time to time, "Go to class, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

After breaking up with Yu Tingzhi, Meng Chi went to the snack bar selling peach blossom cakes. Looking at the long queue at the door, Meng Chi sighed. The sun was shining at noon, and he was really too lazy to line up, so he took a taxi back to the hotel. .

After taking a shower and taking another nap, I woke up feeling refreshed.Eunuch Jiang Hong sent two plump crucian carp and asked him to have dinner together at night, so Meng Chi didn't go out to look for food, but sat in the yard watching the two little dolls bickering with the fish.

Both of them are Jiang Hong's nephews. Although they are about the same age, they are half a head apart in height.

Children at this age are competitive and have endless energy, from comparing toy libraries to competing in talents and skills, they will fight at the slightest disagreement.

One says I have Iron Man, the other says I have Hulk.

One said I could punch, the other said I could do the splits.

The two enemies come and go, showing off to each other, trying to overwhelm each other.

Meng Chi watched with relish, feeling that the children nowadays are really amazing, they are proficient in all eighteen martial arts, and even play tricks on their tongues.

"Inner one, you can't fly if you pinch it." Ding Luobo, who was a little taller, stuck out his retracted tongue and whistled triumphantly.

Dwarf Carrot followed suit, sticking out his tongue and rolling it for a long time, he could only make a whirring sound, accompanied by flying saliva.

The dwarf radish was cute, and Meng Chi couldn't help laughing out at the way he stuck out his tongue.

Then the little guy gave him a fierce look: "Are you laughing at Sam?! You don't fly!"

"Who said I can't?" Meng Chi opened his mouth and blew a loud whistle, which shocked the two turnips at once.

"How is it?" Meng Chi raised the corners of his mouth, and he was actually a little smug.

The short radish looked admiring, but the tall radish was dissatisfied: "It's not swollen, I still know this!"

Speaking of Gao Luoboding, he opened his mouth and stretched out his small tongue curled into a lotus shape.

"Would you? Hmph."

Meng Chi let out a hey, aroused to be playful, opened his mouth and rolled his tongue for a try, and then two radishes laughed hahaha, and there was a deep chuckle.

The deep voice made Meng Chi turn his head abruptly, and saw Yu Tingzhi who appeared behind him at some time.

He was still wearing his morning clothes, holding a pastry box in his hand, looking down at him with a smile on his face.

Meng Chi's ears warmed up, but his expression didn't show. He met his gaze with a smile: "It's fine for them to laugh at me, why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing, I just think you're cute." Yu Tingzhi said.

"..."

This compliment didn't make Meng Chi feel happy, but instead made him a little bit ashamed. He glanced at the radish who was still showing his tongue, narrowed his eyes provocatively: "Teacher Yu, will you?"

Yu Tingzhi glanced at radish, and shook his head honestly: "No."

Before the smile on Meng Chi's face could fully bloom, he heard him add another sentence: "My tongue is not flexible, you know."

Meng Chi: "..." Say it again?