dear tiger tooth boy

01

Although she thought about preparing delicious food for five people in the future, in fact, Jiang Ning didn't have much time to study cooking skills.

In the first semester of high school, Jiang Ning successfully passed the selection and became a reserve player for the Korean Mathematical Olympiad national team.Jiang Ning attends classes normally during the day and stays at school for training after school to prepare for the International Mathematical Olympiad in July.

Jiang Ning said hello to Yunhao, then temporarily put down her mobile phone during the day, and started her "mathematical ascetic monk" like a clean-up.As for Yunho, he either has to make an announcement in China, or fly abroad to promote it.

"Busy people" changed from one to two, and the already thin meeting time became even less.

The internal competition among the reserve members of the national team is fierce.Jiang Ning often feels powerless to compete for places with players who have also passed through layers of selection.

As in the past, Jiang Ning's way of facing heavy pressure is consistent "use violence to control violence".The greater the external pressure, the more tasks she assigned to herself.It was late at night when she got home, and she forced herself to sit at the desk for another two hours.Sometimes I drink too much coffee and stay up all night. I wash my face in the morning and go to school again.

In the state of forgetting to sleep and eat, Jiang Ning's restrained and silent side once again occupied the high ground.I buried myself in my books at school, and when I got home, I often looked at each other silently with Zhao Enfei, who was also exhausted. Even "good night" was just murmured in my throat.

Jiang Ning knows her current loneliness.Although she has no time to feel it, she knows that this period of time is even more lonely than when she first arrived in Korea.

At that time, it was just that I had no friends and was alone.

But now, the lovesickness can't be together, and the inner concerns can't be expressed face to face. This kind of loneliness is simply bone-destroying.

The TV in the living room fell silent.

Late at night, Jiang Ning got up and went to the kitchen to pour milk.Passing the living room, she would occasionally stare at the TV screen in a daze.

The clock ticked slowly and repeatedly.Jiang Ning knew that if she turned on the TV now, she would definitely be able to see TVXQ and Yunho on a certain TV station.

If you really live in the TV, and you can appear when I flip a switch, that's fine too.

When this absurd idea came up, Jiang Ning felt both sad and funny.

She looked up at the clock, it was 12:[-].

There is no time difference between Japan and South Korea, and it is now 12:[-] in Tokyo.Yunho, are you asleep now?

Probably haven't slept yet.she muttered to herself.

"There's no jet lag, and they're not far apart at all, right?"

"If you want to see you, you can see it by turning on the TV, and you can also send text messages and make phone calls occasionally. The difference from meeting face-to-face is not too big, right?"

Jiang Ning didn't know whether she was asking about the innocent TV or the cup of warm milk in her hand.

"Probably because I did too many math problems and became stupid."

Jiang Ning smiled bitterly, rubbed her temples vigorously, and walked towards the lonely desk lamp in the room.

02

When she saw Zhao Chengbin leaning against her door, Jiang Ning was startled, and subconsciously took two steps back: "I have done too many math problems, can I still have hallucinations?"

Then she rubbed her eyes again and blinked vigorously, but Zhao Chengbin in front of her eyes did not disappear, instead she chuckled and rushed towards herself: "Ah, the skirt of this school uniform is really short enough."

"You..." Jiang Ning's eyes widened, and she started talking nonsense when she got nervous, "You can't be...a ghost?"

Zhao Chengbin was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "Ah, as expected of Jiang Ning. How can you say such an opening remark to an old friend whom you haven't seen for many years!"

"Ha, ha. I'm joking..." Jiang Ning laughed awkwardly, glanced at the place beside Zhao Chengbin's feet, and muttered softly, "It's all because the damn light at the door is so bright that no one can see it. "

Zhao Chengbin patted the two suitcases on the side: "Okay, let me in the house quickly. I haven't had dinner yet, I'm starving to death."

The credits have been completed, and Zhao Chengbin graduated from an American high school and graduated ahead of schedule.The university application is basically over, and I have received pre-admission offers from two schools of interest.So Young Master Zhao slapped his head, booked the nearest flight, and flew directly back to South Korea.

Zhao Enfei went to Busan to participate in a charity performance with the seniors of the company, and she would not come back until a few days later.Jiang Ning took out two eggs and a box of cold rice from the refrigerator, and was going to make egg fried rice for Zhao Chengbin.

Looking from the kitchen to the living room, Zhao Chengbin has already slumped on the sofa without notice, holding an apple in one hand, and mechanically pressing the TV remote control to change channels with the other.

I haven't seen him for more than three years, and Zhao Chengbin has grown a lot taller.The flesh on the face is less than before, and the facial contours are more distinct, but probably due to deliberate exercise, the whole person is "wider" and "thicker", and the figure of a boy has gradually transitioned to a man.

The grown-up Zhao Chengbin made her feel a little strange, but when she met those still clear eyes and saw his unruly appearance, she felt kind and familiar.

Jiang Ning was still in a daze.

"Don't look at it." Zhao Chengbin yelled lazily towards the kitchen, "Look at the oil in the pan is about to catch fire."

Jiang Ning woke up like a dream, and hurriedly put the beaten eggs into the pot.

"Wow, touched." Zhao Chengbin ate the last grain of rice in a muffled voice, and pointed at Jiang Ning with an empty plate, "It's over."

Jiang Ning raised her eyebrows slightly: "It's so delicious, isn't it?"

"Well, I'm totally touched." Zhao Chengbin looked sincere, "There is no eggshell inside."

"Ah, do you want to die?" Jiang Ning waved her fist, and couldn't help laughing again, "How can you still remember?"

When Jiang Ning Elementary School made egg fried rice for the first time, the rice was filled with finely broken eggshells, which tasted crunchy, which made the food tasters Zhao Chengbin and Yunhao want to cry without tears.

"How can I forget this." Zhao Chengbin smiled, "After all, it was also an experience of escaping death."

"Oh, why are you still talking like this." Jiang Ning rolled her eyes at him while cleaning up the dishes, "Speaking English in the United States for several years hasn't cured your poor mouth."

It was rare that Zhao Chengbin didn't reply, he just pursed his lips, quietly looked at Jiang Ning's busy back, without saying a word.

After Jiang Ning finished tidying up, she turned her body slightly to untie her apron. From the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Zhao Chengbin staring at her motionlessly.She felt a little uncomfortable, and her movements deliberately dawdled.After spending a quarter of an hour in the kitchen, she slowly walked towards the living room.

The TV in the living room was playing a long-winded family drama.Zhao Chengbin, however, had already fallen asleep leaning on the sofa, snoring lightly.

After sitting on the plane for more than ten hours, I must be exhausted.

Jiang Ning hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of ​​moving Zhao Chengbin to Zhao Enfei's room.

Fortunately, the sofa is wide enough.Jiang Ning brought the quilt and pillow, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for Zhao Chengbin.Just as he was about to leave, Zhao Chengbin grabbed the corner of his school uniform.

"Jiang Ning..." Zhao Chengbin murmured.

Jiang Ning brushed Zhao Chengbin's hand away carefully, and softly comforted her: "Well, it's hard work... sleep, sleep..."

Zhao Chengbin muttered something, but the strength in his hand didn't relax a bit.

Jiang Ning sighed softly, and looked helplessly at the sleeping boy, the boy who said with a wry smile that he had "betrayed" his dream for the sake of his family.

Zhao's father's condition has been well controlled.The surgery was successful and the chance of recurrence was very small.Jiang Ning had heard about these things from Zhao Enfei.

But about Zhao Chengbin's situation, Jiang Ning never asked, and Zhao Enfei, who knew it well, never mentioned it.

More than three years, no letter, no phone call.Friends of many years just disappeared from life, as if they had never been there.

Jiang Ning admitted that many times, she almost completely forgot his existence.

But now, this big boy suddenly appeared dragging two suitcases, yelled that he was hungry, and fell asleep on the sofa.

She seldom thought of him when he was on the other side of the ocean; but now, Jiang Ning was a little moved by the way he frowned and pulled the corner of his clothes in his sleep.

She remembered that at that time, Cho Seung Bin kept claiming that he was better at singing and dancing than Yun Ho.The day when the two teenagers bickered and danced, but they were so happy that they could wear a pair of pants, seemed like yesterday, but it seemed like a lifetime away.

If Jo Seung Bin hadn't given up at that time, would he have become a teenage idol that everyone focused on like Yunho now?

It's a pity that there is no if in this world, let alone the time.

Besides, being a teenage idol who "lives on TV" doesn't seem to be that good either.

At least, Jo Seung Bin can still eat his own egg fried rice, and Yunho...

Jiang Ning glanced at the clock, Yunho must not be asleep yet.

I don't know if his mouth ulcer is better or not.I don't know if he has a chance to sit down and have a good meal today?

Jiang Ning was a little lost in thought, until she heard Zhao Chengbin muttering vaguely again: "I miss you so much...Jiang Ning...I miss you so much..."

Zhao Chengbin's hand was still tightly clutching the corner of Jiang Ning's coat.

Jiang Ning looked at Zhao Chengbin's face quietly, and sighed helplessly.

She carefully took off her coat and covered Zhao Chengbin.

The desk lamp in the room stayed on all night.

03

The next morning.

Zhao Chengbin opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Jiang Ning standing in front of him with a hesitant look.

"Morning." Zhao Chengbin rubbed his eyes and glanced at Jiang Ning's schoolbag, "School? Isn't today Saturday?"

"Well, there will be additional training on weekend mornings." Jiang Ning replied, "Math competition."

"Oh, I almost forgot." Zhao Chengbin sat up and shook his head to wake himself up, "Our Jiang Ning is a little genius in mathematics haha. But, if you have to train in the morning, you should be able to go out in the afternoon, right?"

"Going out?"

"Don't tell me you don't know." Zhao Chengbin straightened his body, "Yesterday we TVXQ came back from Japan, didn't we have a clapping session in Myeongdong this afternoon? Ah, judging by your expression, it seems that you really just found out ..."

Zhao Chengbin raised his hand subconsciously, wanting to say something, only to realize that Jiang Ning's school uniform jacket was still in his hand: "This..."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Jiang Ning's face.She strode forward and pulled off her coat angrily: "So what if you know, so what if you don't know. I can't tell, you are in the United States, and you are quite well informed."

Zhao Chengbin scratched his hair: "I'm only in the United States, and I didn't go to Mars. But, you are really busy to the point that you don't even know this kind of news? Didn't Yunho report to you yesterday?"

Jiang Ning had already put on her school uniform, took out her phone and glanced at it: Well, sure enough, I forgot to recharge my phone bill and shut down the phone...

"I want you to take care of it." Jiang Ning said stubbornly, "I'm going out, and I will take care of breakfast and lunch by myself. Go back to Gwangju as soon as possible after returning to China, do you understand?"

"Understood. It's really heartless." Zhao Chengbin replied in a low voice, "By the way, the clapping will be at 02:30 in the afternoon. I'll wait for you at home to go together!"

Jiang Ning closed the door with a bang: "No!"