longing for

Chapter 17

"Hey, what are you doing standing outside, isn't it cold?" Suddenly there was a voice from outside the half-closed door, and it seemed that this person bumped into someone just as he arrived at the door.

—someone was outside all the time.

Both Ding Hui and Wen Qiu were taken aback, the door had already been pushed open, Wen Qiu heard a familiar voice calling "Mr. go down.

Jiao Qiming pushed Song Zongyan into the door and saw two people inside: "Oh, Xiaoding dragged the students to the dormitory for training again."

"Where is the training?" Ding Hui changed into a casual posture with his legs crossed, "Didn't Teacher Jiao say he was going home tonight?"

"I didn't know until the door that my wife took the child to grandma's house. I didn't bring the keys, so I had to go back to the dormitory to make do for the night." Jiao Qiming pulled his chair and sat down, then looked at Song Zongyan, "You come to me Or is it to eavesdrop on your teacher Ding's training outside?"

Jiao Qiming is the leader of the physics group in the third year of senior high school. He has more than ten years of teaching qualifications than Ding Hui, but he doesn't like to put on airs and is easy to get along with.

Song Zongyan was embarrassed by the second half of his joke, and felt uncomfortable for a few seconds - because he did hear some of the conversation just now, and those words, Wen Qiu or Ding Hui must not want a third person to hear them.

Song Zongyan was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Someone can't participate in the physics competition after the year. I'll talk to Mr. Jiao."

Only then did Jiao Qiming straighten his back slightly, and asked, "What's going on?"

Song Zongyan took a few steps closer and passed Wen Qiu, but neither of them looked at each other.Wen Qiu kept his head down, and saw a pair of shoes passing by him.

Song Zongyan approached Jiao Qiming and lowered his voice, as if the content of his speech involved the privacy of a classmate.

Ding Hui coughed, and stopped talking about Wenqiu's family affairs. He opened an English book on the table and changed the subject: "Last week I asked you to recite English. There is no day to complete the task. Today's Woolen cloth?"

Wen Qiu: "..."

The topic changed too quickly, and Ding Hui sat upright, showing no signs of tenderness just now.

Jiao Qiming explained the matter clearly in a few sentences. Seeing the teacher and the student facing each other, he couldn't help gushing: "Look at you, Teacher Ding, it's not easy. My wife is pregnant, and you still have one-on-one every day. Tutoring you guys. That’s it, Wen, Wenqiu, right? You’re a celebrity in school, and the physics teacher is grabbing you to recite English. You’re enjoying VIP treatment, and you can’t recite a sentence right now?”

This is probably an occupational disease, and he can talk non-stop when he catches something.

Wen Qiu bit his lower lip and choked out a sentence.

Jiao Qiming listened carefully, seeing that he didn't continue after reciting a sentence, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and smiling: "Just this sentence?"

Wen Qiu blushed.

Ding Hui was also annoyed: "I've wasted my time staring at you every day!"

"It's better to go home and spend time with my wife." Jiao Qiming sang with him, "Our teachers are so busy!" He said and opened the DOTA game on the desktop computer, "Don't worry about the children, Xiao Ding, let's play Just relax, or you will be pissed off by these students sooner or later."

"Brother Jiao, don't make negative textbooks." Ding Hui was helpless, and said to Wen Qiu, "You continue to memorize."

Wen Qiu stuttered and could barely recite a paragraph, his English was poor, and the English teacher didn't like him very much, so Ding Hui had no choice but to take over and take care of it in private.

"Hurry up, Xiaoding, if you stare at him for another hour, he won't be able to recite it." Jiao Qiming said.

Song Zongyan looked for an opportunity to leave, so he said goodbye politely: "Old Jiao..."

"Hey, are you still there?" Jiao Qiming interrupted him with a click of the mouse, "Just in time, Song Zongyan has a lot of free time, this kid can still be in the top three in the exam even if he doesn't study now. Xiaoding, you have to learn how to employ people, let him It's so worry-free to come and endorse. Don't they return the same dormitory?"

Teacher Jiao's information lagged behind.

Ding Hui was urged to be impatient by him, and also saw that Wen Qiu couldn't recite a single word tonight, so he waved his hand in frustration, and went to turn on the computer, and followed Jiao Qiming's words, saying nonsense: "Let's go, let's go. I won't stare at you anymore, you can recite it to Song Zongyan, and it will save me effort."

The two left the faculty dormitory without saying a word. The sky was hanging low, and the biting cold wind was blowing into their necks. Song Zongyan was always half an arm away from him.Wen Qiu lowered his head and kicked the stones under his feet. He walked and kicked all the way, and there was only the sound of stones rubbing and rolling on the ground along the whole road.

"Are you going to the supermarket? I want to buy water to drink." The foot was too hard, and the strange-shaped stone was kicked to nowhere, and melted into the unknown dark bushes ahead.Wen Qiu finally lost his interest, stopped in his tracks, turned around and asked.

When he raised his head, Song Zongyan saw his face clearly, and there was nothing unusual about it.

There were a few students in the supermarket who were buying instant noodles. Wen Qiu chose from left to right, and finally took a bottle of oolong tea and cup noodles to pay. It took him a long time to find five yuan, and his mobile phone was also confiscated by Ding Hui. The battery was out all day, so he had to put the cup noodles aside.The girl at the cashier at the front desk knew him: "We also support the credit business if we are cash-strapped."

"Don't eat." Song Zongyan took a bottle of mineral water and waited in line behind him to pay, but Wen Qiu didn't ask anyone to borrow it, "A bottle of oolong tea is fine."

"Don't you eat ice cream this time?" The cashier took a long wedding leave last month and only came to work this week. She remembered that Wen Qiu especially liked to buy ice cream in winter. "There are new varieties."

There was an imperceptible pause in Wen Qiu's movement of handing over the money, and Song Zongyan behind him could easily catch this pause.

The cold ice cream across the esophagus, and the rough and warm hands of the old man all exist in the memory of that night.Wen Qiu shook his head, smiled nonchalantly and said, "I really have no money, I only have five yuan on me, so I can barely buy a bottle of tea."

The cashier didn't notice anything and reached out to collect the money.

Wen Qiu finished shopping and was about to leave, but found that Song Zongyan was still in front of the cashier counter, asking someone to pack his things.Wen Qiu watched him take a box of oden and mineral water and paid for it together.

There is no heating outside, and the sub-zero weather can freeze people stiff in minutes.After walking past three street lamps in silence, the box of steaming oden was unexpectedly handed over to her eyes.

Wen Qiu blinked, pretending to be surprised: "Why? For me?"

"I don't eat these." Song Zongyan exposed his knowingly asking.

Wen Qiu's eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't hide his joy: "I'll give you the money when I go back later."

"No, thank you for helping me find the school card."

But that was obviously a school card that was no longer needed.While eating oden, Wen Qiu was serious about seeking benefits for himself: "Then think about it carefully, have you lost anything in the dormitory? I will look through it when I go back, and I may have to ask you to say thank you several times."

His tone was raised, very familiar.As if returning to the past time when the two had a good relationship, Song Zongyan suddenly realized for a moment, and was amused imperceptibly.

Wen Qiu put the bamboo stick in his mouth, there was a smell of sawdust, he tilted his head slightly, and saw Song Zongyan's fleeting smile from the corner of his eyes.

"What are you laughing at?" Wen Qiu just finished asking, when suddenly a pothole was stepped on, and the whole person jumped forward.

Song Zongyan didn't have time to help him, but fortunately he quickly stood up again, and said with lingering fear: "Scare me..."

Song Zongyan also heaved a sigh of relief, turned to look at him, then reached out and took away the bamboo stick he was biting into his mouth: "Don't put it in your mouth after eating."

Wen Qiu groaned and went to see Song Zongyan, who was also holding the bamboo stick and looking at him.

He felt the hot food he had just eaten pass down his throat, esophagus, and into his stomach.My heart felt hot uncontrollably.

This is the moment.There are too many occasional moments worthy of his love.Because it is just a moment, not a complete story, so it is impossible to give a clear logic of the heart-maybe it is just a piece of oden, an inadvertent action, a coat covering the head in the rain... In the endless years, In the vast night and cold wind, in every moment of throbbing heart.

He still wanted to get close to Song Zongyan, not as a friend.

The next night, Song Zongyan went back to the dormitory to take a shower after studying for the evening, and there was a knock on the door after washing.Da Bin went to open the door, put out a smiling face, and asked, "Is Song Zongyan there?"

"Yes, yes." Dabin nodded, turned to look at Song Zongyan, and sent a message, "Wen Qiu is looking for you."

Wen Qiu also saw Song Zongyan and asked, "Are you free to come out?"

Before Song Zongyan was ready to agree, Dabin enthusiastically said: "If you come back late, I will remember to keep the door open for you!" He seemed to be concerned about the fact that Qin Miao said such nasty things to Wen Qiu that night but he didn't speak out to support him , so I felt so guilty that when I saw Wen Qiu later, I became very enthusiastic.

Seeing this, Song Zongyan had no choice but to put on his coat, and walked with Wen Qiu to the edge of the emergency exit of the west stairway, frowning and asking, "What's the matter?"

Wen Qiu noticed his indifference, the rare concern last night seemed to be a dream, see you today, Song Zongyan has returned to his previous appearance.But it doesn't matter, Wen Qiu put the book in his hand to him without hesitation: "Brother Ding said, let me ask you to recite an English article every day."

Song Zongyan frowned even deeper.Anyone could tell that Ding Hui's last words last night were just random nonsense and could not be true, let alone Wen Qiu who was always astute.

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