light adaptation

The two met again on Monday, four days later, during which time Ning Zhanmei and the school basketball team played basketball again. Bi Qiannian had almost finished the science part of his summer homework.

At 09:30 in the morning, the cicadas were singing loudly, and there were not many people coming and going in the flower and bird market. There was an old street next to a park, two rows of tall street trees, and open-air shops spread out under the shade of the trees.The staccato chirping of animals and the accented haggling of bargains make the film lively.

Bi Qiannian thought about it earlier, squatting under the shade of a tree, staring at a litter of rabbits.

The boss didn't shout too much, he just asked him, "Isn't it cute?"

Bi Qiannian raised his head and smiled, saying cute to the beer belly uncle in a white vest.

The uncle grinned and did not continue the conversation. He fanned the fan in his hand and went to the aunt who sold goldfish in the next stall to feed the fish. The proprietress saw it and shouted: "Many hands!" laugh.Bi Qiannian remembered that there was only one bag of fish food left at home, and planned to take a few bags home later.

When Ning Zhanmei arrived, he saw Bi Qiannian smiling and teasing the rabbit, squatting on the ground in a small ball, looking very cute.

He bought a popsicle in a roadside store, and stuck it on Bi Qiannian's exposed slender neck. The allergic reaction was basically gone, and it was very clean.Bi Qiannian shivered from the cold.

"You're all boring." He stood up, took the popsicle from Ning Zhanmei, didn't bother to say thank you, tore open the package and put it in his mouth, feeling icy cold.

"Is it delicious?"

"Not too sweet."

Ning Zhanmei was not poor, "Go back and buy you some sweets." Bi Qiannian didn't say any polite words.The two are already a lot more familiar than when they first met.

"Where are the rabbits? Do you want to raise them?" Ning Zhanmei squatted down and glanced at the rabbits, each of them was rolling in the cage, they were really cute.

Bi Qiannian didn't squat down with him. Seeing Ning Zhanmei squatting down, he felt that this action was a bit stupid. He shook his head, "No, the smell of rabbits is quite strong." What did he think of, "A friend raised it when he was in junior high school. Then he died without knowing why, and he cried for several days."

"Kids, who hasn't raised a few pets to death?" Ning Zhanmei reached into the cage and poked the rabbit's fur, his tone was gentle and cruel, "I don't have the ability to take good care of them yet, and don't consider what a new member will bring. Afterwards, I thought it was cute and paid the money to take it home, naive and irresponsible."

Bi Qiannian didn't expect Ning Zhanmei to speak so seriously. The friend he was talking about was Tongzhi, and Tongzhi's little face when he was twelve or thirteen years old and crying because his beloved rabbit died appeared in his mind.

"But some children really love them..." He retorted subconsciously, "It's just that they haven't done well yet, and they don't have any malicious intentions."

Ning Zhanmei stood up, smiled at him, changed the topic and walked forward, to the shop selling flowers and plants inside.

But in that smile, Bi Qiannian instantly understood the meaning of Ning Zhan's eyebrows that he didn't want to say: so what about love?Having no ability and hobbies is also a kind of irresponsibility.Love cannot be a fig leaf for incompetence.For the first time, he experienced the sharpness of Ning Zhan's eyebrows.

Before he thought much, he was attracted by the little animals.In the flower and bird market, it is inevitable to look here and there. Bi Qiannian took a picture of a green-backed and red-bellied parrot with his mobile phone for a long time. Ning Zhanmei glanced at his mobile phone, and sure enough, he started to post news again.

"Why do you like posting so much...three or four a day." Ning Zhanmei was a little puzzled, he rarely posted, and seemed to have no desire to express.

"Huh?" Bi Qiannian was still editing, "I like it, I record my life, and I can also chat with my classmates in the comments. I am very happy when someone interacts with me." He didn't say what three posts a day are, and he took selfies with a childish Jiugongge Can post hundreds of posts a day.

After speaking, he glanced at Ning Zhanmei, then at the parrot, Ning Zhanmei had a bad feeling.

Bi Qiannian walked to the side and started recording the video, Chao Ning raised his eyebrows and said hello: "Hi."

In the camera, Ning Zhan frowned lightly, and said hi, probably thinking that he was so stupid, and grinned again, "What are you doing?"

"Shooting handsome guys," Bi Qiannian also smiled, the center of his face was blocked by the phone, and he could only see two pear dimples, and then moved the camera to the parrot, "Mandarin duck, mandarin duck! Is this brother handsome!"

"Handsome or not! Handsome or not!" Yuanyang repeated Bi Qiannian's words.

"Hey, you have to say handsome, you learn from me, Brother Ning!"

"Brother Ning! Brother Ning!"

"handsome!"

"Handsome! Handsome! Brother Ning is handsome! Brother Ning is handsome!"

"Hahahahahaha..." Bi Qiannian laughed, and the camera shook, "Mandarin ducks are awesome, and they know how to keep talking."

Yuanyang started shouting again: "Mandarin duck is awesome! Awesome!"

Ning Zhanmei saw that this person boasted that he was handsome and thought it was funny, and then complained, "Why is the parrot called a mandarin duck?"

"Then you have to ask about the mandarin ducks, you ask." Bi Qiannian stood a little further away to take pictures of Ning Zhanmei and the parrot.

Ning Zhanmei was still embarrassed by the camera, bent down to face the cage, coughed solemnly, and asked, "Yuanyang, why are you called Yuanyang?"

The mandarin duck suddenly stopped learning the language, shook its head twice, and turned away not wanting to see Ning raise his eyebrows, the scene was silent and awkward.

Bi Qiannian started laughing again, Ning Zhan gave him a gouged look, and couldn't help himself laughing too, "Hey, why is it ignoring me?"

Bi Qiannian cut off the video and laughed at him: "Who knows? You have to ask about it."

Ning Zhanmei ignored him, and Bi Qiannian asked again: "Can the video be posted?" He paused, "It's so funny."

"It's a loss if you don't post it, right?" Ning Zhan raised his eyebrows helplessly, "If you post it you post it, can I still have an opinion if you say I'm handsome?"

"It must not, Brother Ning is a reserve member of our No. [-] middle school. I'm posting what it's called now." Bi Qiannian frowned and thought for a while, then nodded: "The debut teaser video."

"I thank you."

Ning Zhanmei felt that he was extraordinarily lively today, different from his usual polite homework, very lively and excited, just like when he got his favorite picture album.Bi Qiannian looked at the puppy here, and petted the kitten there, probably because he liked small animals very much.

The owner who sells orchids is a grandfather in his 60s, holding a fan with orchids painted on the fan surface, which is quite temperamental.Ning Zhan picked his eyebrows and was very satisfied in his heart. Although it was a roadside stall, the shape and fragrance of the flowers were above average. It cost a thousand dollars. Just as he was about to pay, he heard Bi Qiannian speaking in a soft dialect and Grandpa counter-offer.

"Is it cheaper? We also bought flower pots, grandpa, can it be cheaper?"

"Oh, baby, this price is not expensive anymore!"

"Where is it? Aunt Li's stall at the intersection is cheaper. It looks better to see how grandpa raises it." He pointed at the orchid again, "Grandpa, it's really beautiful. You are amazing."

The old man smiled and said, "I know it looks good but it's too expensive! Then I'll let you pay for it if it's cheaper!"

Bi Qiannian smiled and thanked again.

Ning Zhanmei paid the money and walked back holding the flowers fixed by brackets and plastic bags. He was thinking about what kind of ice cream would be suitable for Bi Qiannian. Love to eat sweet, raised out.Who can refuse the two dimples that Bi Qiannian laughed out when he was flattering him?For the first time, he felt that the dialect of Shuiyun City was so delicate and sweet.

However, after walking two steps, the man raised his face and educated him, saying in a correct manner: "Are you stupid?" What did he think, "You used to call me stupid! You have to bargain for such an expensive thing on the side of the road , even if it’s reasonable, try to return it, if you don’t move it, let it go, it means it’s worth money, if you have to move it, it means it shouldn’t be so expensive.”

Ning Zhanmei hugged the flower and didn't know what to say, seeing the serious face of this man in Sichuan opera made him laugh again.In fact, he doesn't think that a thousand yuan is very expensive, and he has never had the experience of bargaining in his life.

"Understood, thank you this time." He asked again, "What kind of ice cream do you want to eat? Strawberry flavor?" Strawberry flavor should be quite sweet.

"Now I want to eat orange flavor... Are you tired of moving, let's change?" he asked.

"No, it's not too big." Ning Zhanmei replied.

"It's pretty good-looking," Bi Qiannian said suddenly, "I can't tell the difference at first, but after you pick it, the more I look at it, the better it looks, I can't tell."

Ning Zhan smiled, and said in a casual tone, "I have been picking for many years, from childhood to adulthood." He added, "Usually buy before the Mid-Autumn Festival, but this time when I moved here, I bought it in advance when the house was empty."

Bi Qiannian didn't quite understand, guessing what is the tradition of buying orchids.Ning Zhanmei explained without hesitation, and inappropriately remembered that he still knew about Bi Qiannian's family affairs.

"My mother has the word orchid in her name. When she gave birth to me, she had a dystocia and passed away. Every year, my father asked me to pick a pot of orchids with him to put in the house. But he is too busy recently, so I came here."

The midday sun was so hot that Ning Zhanmei's words were also vaporized, creating a layer of ripples in the sultry air.

"Ah...that's it," Bi Qiannian whispered, "The uncle must love aunt very much." He added, "I love you too."

Ning Zhanmei didn't expect that Bi Qiannian would say this, most people would say sorry, but he didn't, and even followed with a few words of consolation.How could he feel that his father loved him so much?He doesn't quite understand.

The two went out to the intersection, ready to find a place to eat, and accidentally saw the rabbit in the cage again.A little girl pulled her mother and said she wanted to buy a rabbit, acting coquettishly.

Bi Qiannian remembered Ning Zhanmei's words again, thought for a while, and said to him: "Although children are not capable enough to take care of small animals, and some of them are indeed just for a while, but I think this can be forgiven to a certain extent. of."

Ning Zhanmei listened to him, and Bi Qiannian frowned, "It's not that it's right that they can't take care of themselves well... like we know we can't take care of ourselves, so we won't take care of them. They don't know yet. We don't know when they are younger. It should be judged too strictly that they are irresponsible, which is something they haven't learned."

"Then should the rabbit pay for the child's childishness?" Ning Zhanmei asked him back.

"Rabbits are innocent, of course." Bi Qiannian said, "but you say they are irresponsible, which makes me feel a little strict. Irresponsibility is bad and needs to be corrected, but we cannot ask every child to be immediately Knowing this, there is a process of learning and growing.”

"Earlier teach them to be responsible for life and the value of life. Don't just agree to children's requests. This is largely our responsibility as adults, so as to reduce their harm to other things." Bi Qiannian looked at Ning Showing eyebrows, "We should leave a little bit of leeway, it can't all be blamed on them."

He didn't intend to make excuses or excuses for the child's naivety, these words seemed to be exchanging opinions with Ning Zhanmei on the child's keeping of pets, but in fact it was because he saw that Ning Zhanmei was too thorough.

Love cannot be a fig leaf for incompetence.

Ning Zhanmei didn't say anything, he just laughed and changed the subject.This made Bi Qiannian realize that this point of view might have been planted in his heart for a long time, and he didn't bother to say it, because it was too harsh to pierce the pretense of reality, and it was hard to say it.

Everyone sings love, love is so great, but sometimes it is too much like a kind of violence.

Bi Qiannian thought it was true, and it was right.But this sentence is so strict, if Ning Zhanmei is always stuck with this judgment, how will he subconsciously look at the imperfect love he feels?

What's more, how many people in the world know how to love?Know how to express love, know how to deal with your own love?Bi Qiannian believes that there should be some leeway on this issue, a possibility of forgiveness and tolerance, and a small privilege for love, instead of putting all imperfect love in prison and denying it.

Children's innocence is sometimes a kind of cruelty. Like love, it sheds its edges and corners through continuous learning.

Ning Zhanmei was silent for a while, and said: "Actually, I stayed at your house last week and went back to my grandpa's house for dinner. My dad came over at eight o'clock and ate alone at the dining table. He is very busy with work, and I rarely get to eat with him. Eat." He spoke slowly, because he had never mentioned it to anyone, and he didn't know how to express it, and his throat was a little choked.

Bi Qiannian's round eyes looked at him quietly, and he was inexplicably relieved a lot, and continued as if he had gained courage: "I've always...blamed him. But seeing him eating alone that day, I suddenly forgave him." Him." He paused, "I was very relaxed at that moment."

Ning Zhanmei was recognizing Bi Qiannian. As a wounded rabbit, he had given his father some leeway, and felt relieved about it.

Bi Qiannian smiled at him gently, "That's a good thing."

This was a thorn in Ning Zhan's eyebrows that had been buried for too long, and now it was gradually loosening.He felt that this was the strength of Bi Qiannian, who knew how to forgive and tolerate. This might not solve the problem quickly, but it allowed him to see a possibility, a silent and grand reconciliation between day and night at dusk.

He also felt palpitations uncontrollably for Bi Qiannian's warm smile under the shade of the tree.