It's okay, don't flirt!

Chapter 22 Chapter 22

Knowing that he doesn't say anything, his actions are self-evident, his intentions are obvious, and he will not understand the rigor. He just needs time to digest and then respond.

"Isn't it over if you just do it?"

Listening to He Ming's voice on the phone, Ming Zhiyan can imagine his wretched appearance now.He doesn't know why he likes to inquire about other people's private life as a man, and pesters him for a few days, insisting on asking where the two of them are going.

He Ming felt that he was just messing around and didn't understand the optimal strategy, so he asked again: "Are you sure that little bastard can get the hang of it? What if he doesn't give you a response?"

Knowing that standing in front of the window, looking at the row of red plum trees that have been wiped clean by the cold winter, in another season, the world will warm up and it will sprout.

"Spring is warm and flowers bloom, and you can't escape." He relied on himself, and he had already developed feelings that surpassed the friendship between teachers and brothers. Little by little, it was like going from cold winter to sunny spring, and the flowers bloomed silently. Although it doesn't understand itself How to bloom, but always know that you are open.

He Ming frowned and pondered twice, "Speak humanly."

Ming Zhiyan hung up the phone, too lazy to waste time with him.

After that day, the rigor was like a dislocation of the heart, liver, spleen and lungs, and it was a mess inside. The brain seemed to be covered with a pot of hot water. After a short memory, it boiled, and white steam rose, hot and foggy.

He found that there was a little more awkwardness when facing Mingzhiyan, such as now.

At the meeting, Ming Zhiyan stood on the stage in the auditorium to speak, and the class guide led the students to line up to listen.

Yan Jing stood on the far side, looking at the stage, knowing that Yan was far away from him, but when he looked this way, Yan Jing could feel the eyes of the two facing each other, with heat in their eyes, he instinctively looked away, Head down to the end of the line.The scene of his birthday would flood into his mind again, the terrifying black eyes were covered with a smile, and the close touch made him feel hot again.

After the meeting, he no longer waited for Ming Zhiyan as usual, and slipped away with the scattered students.

These days, he returns to the apartment later and later. He spends his free time in the Shenjiang dormitory. He still gives lectures everywhere at night. After he finishes circling on the cold and windy playground to watch the moon, he procrastinates to the dormitory go back.

"Why do you play games every day?" Shen Jiang returned to the apartment after dinner, and saw Yan Yan cross-legged, staring at the TV and beating the King of Fighters.

It was only after the end of the round that he turned around and answered rigorously, "Are you free, let's go to the lecture later and relax first."

Shen Jiang poured two glasses of warm water, handed them to Yan Jing, and sat down cross-legged, jokingly said: "You are so diligent, the principal will give you two wages?"

It seems that it's not just that he is awkward when he sees someone, but when he mentions Ming Zhiyan, his heart will jump twice, as if he has taken a stimulant.

Yan Jing turned his head back to the screen, played another game, and changed the subject, "Would you like to go skiing on the weekend?"

"Go, our teacher benefits are not much."

He was absent-minded in playing the game, and looked at Shen Jiang again, "Let's live in the same room when the time comes."

Shen Jiang accepted him.

In the early morning of Saturday, the weather was not yet clear, and the teachers were ready to go.

Yan Jing hasn't told his senior brother that he is going to live in the same room with Shen Jiang today, as if he feels guilty for doing something wrong.When he got into the car, he saw that there was no one beside Shen Jiang, so he sat down, so that it would be natural for him to talk about living in a house later.

"Get up!" The irritable voice knew it was his deadly enemy.

Yan Jing raised his head and said impatiently: "What are you doing, why are you everywhere?"

He Ming threw the bag onto the luggage rack, looked down at the strictness, "I have to ask you that."

Holding the armrest tightly, with his back pressed against the seat, he refused to give up, "What does our teacher's group activities matter to you?"

He Ming said angrily: "I sponsored it, okay?" In order to let Ming Zhiyan bring him along, he sponsored all the hotel expenses out of his own pocket, but Shen Jiang said he wanted to live with this friend, a blood loss!

Looking at his broken heart rigorously, it really seemed like he had spent money and his heart hurt, and he didn't speak so aggressively, "That's also a first come, first served, you find another place to sit."

He Ming slapped him lightly on the back of the head, "You're going to sleep in the same room with him, can you give me a while to die? Other places? Who else do I know here?"

The rigorous eyes drifted straight to the senior brother.

He Ming slapped again, "Can he talk to me? Do you want me to suffocate all the way?"

Yan Jing rubbed the back of his head and got up to give way, so he had no choice but to walk towards the row of senior brothers.As soon as his butt was next to the seat, he said knowingly, "You want to live with Shen Jiang?"

Being caught doing bad things, he grinned rigorously and continued to rub his head with his hand, as if rubbing his brain a few times would enlighten him and make up a good reason.

"Does it hurt?" Ming Zhiyan stretched out his hand to rub it for him, the heat in his palm made his scalp burn, and the heat flowed out, staining the roots of his ears red.He stammered rigorously and replied: "No...it doesn't hurt anymore..."

He yawned, pretending to be tired, and said in a low voice, "I'm still a little sleepy, let's go to sleep." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The bus was galloping on the highway, running smoothly and monotonously. It didn't take long for Yan Jing to really fall asleep and escape into a dream.

In the dream, he saw his father again. Although his face was not very real, he smiled kindly at himself, asking himself how he was doing, and whether he was happy to have a family.Shaking his head rigorously, he said that he was not married yet.Dad laughed and said he was talking nonsense again, and he hugged his grandson.Yan Jing glanced at the child in his father's arms, but it was the face of a senior brother.

Rigorousness woke up instantly, seeing that he had arrived at his destination.Everyone picked up their luggage, got out of the car, and walked to the hotel at the foot of the mountain. The brother sitting inside was looking at him. He quickly stood up, went to the front luggage rack to get the bag, and got out of the car together.

After checking in, I put away my luggage, and rigorously took Shen Jiang to go skiing.

The primary ski trail was already overcrowded, and the two were holding their snowboards and staring at each other with big eyes.Shen Jiang's motor function is not well developed, that is, the level of yo-yo, rigorous and has no skiing experience, and no matter how developed his motor nerves are, he can't go to the intermediate ski trail.

"Why don't we take a look at the scenery?"

The two put down their skis and got on the cable car, slowly climbing to the top of the mountain.The white snow covered the green pines in the mountains, gradually moving away from the ground, and the wind started to pick up. After a few minutes, they reached the top of the mountain. The two jumped off the cable car and stood by the side of the snowy road to watch others slide down the poles. After envying them, they turned around and walked towards the tea room. go.Why blow cold wind, why not drink a cup of hot tea.

Pushing open the door and entering, the welcoming bell jingled. He Ming raised his eyes and cursed, "You son of a bitch! Why did you bring Shen Jiang up here? He can't do this!"

Yan Yan leaned against the counter and ordered two cups of coffee, then glanced at the idiot, "Did you see us bring snowboards?"

Only then did He Ming shut his mouth, knowingly moved two more chairs, and the four of them crowded around the small round table.

After drinking coffee to warm up his body and chatting for a while, He Ming laughed at Yan Jing as a weakling, Yan Yan advised him to take it easy when he was blind.Before the two quarreled, Shen Jiang and Ming Zhiyan led the people out of the tea room, Ming Zhiyan and He Ming went on the snow track, and Shen Jiang got on the cable car with rigor.

"Going down the mountain is the children's teaching area, and my brother will help you pay the tuition."

Yan Jing shouted at the top of his voice: "Watch the road carefully, see you by fate!"

Before He Ming could react, he knew that Yan was kind enough to translate for him, "He let you go back alive." After speaking, he slid down the snowy road.

"Hey? Crooked bastard!"

The sun rises and the sun sets, and time flies when we have fun. The headlights of the ski resort are turned on, shining brightly on the snow, like daytime.After dinner, Shen Jiang is going to take a walk by the lake, finish the soup with a serious gulp, wipe his mouth, "Let's go."

It was windy at night, and when I put on my hat, I still felt the cold wind pouring down my neck. I stretched out my hand rigorously to touch it, but the scarf had long since disappeared, probably forgotten in the restaurant.

"I'll go back and look for it, and I'll be back in a while."

Rigorously ran back against the wind, the restaurant had already changed a few people, the person sitting in his seat said he had never seen him before, he asked the waiter again, the little girl smiled apologetically, and said that there are too many people, if the lost and found If it's not there, it probably won't be found.

Yan Jing had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky, lifted the zipper, walked into the pine forest, and went back to the lake.There was a row of benches by the lake, and when he left, Shen Jiang said to sit there and wait for him.There are no street lights here, and the headlights far away from the snow field are shining and casting some light, and nothing is very real.

I vaguely saw the back of someone on a bench, and trotted forward cautiously, and when I got closer, I was stunned, stunned for a while.

"you?"

He Ming let go, turned around and smiled sideways, "Have you ever seen a kiss?"

The rigorous mind has not yet turned the corner, "It's not...you two..."

"The two of us are dating." He Ming sneered, "To get a date, you have to kiss. Why, you haven't done it before?"

Yan Jing suddenly remembered that day again, his head went blank, his heart beat violently, and his face felt like it was burning.

He Ming looked at him, and teased, "Yo, who did you think of so blushing? Your brother?"

His mind was punctured, his tongue was tied up in rigor and anxiety, and he spoke nonsense, "What nonsense are you talking about! Brother is not that kind of person! I—"

Shen Jiang beat him with his arm to make him say less, he got up and walked in front of Yan Jing, "Xiao Jin, we didn't want to hide it from you, I always thought you knew..."

He shook his rigorous head stiffly, "I never thought about it..." He looked at He Ming and then at Shen Jiang, not knowing how to express it, "He is such a person, you..."

He Ming was not happy, "What's wrong with me? You speak clearly."

Shen Jiang drove him away so that he would not cause trouble here, He Ming angrily moved to the bench not far away and sat down.

Shen Jiang sat down rigorously, suddenly wanted to speak, and didn't know where to start, so he asked cautiously: "Are you disgusted?"

Rigorously shook his head in denial.

Shen Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "He Ming and I are serious." He smiled softly, "I don't know what to tell you, or I can answer whatever you want to ask."

Yan Jing thinks that Shen Jiang is very good, gentle and patient, he has always thought that Shen Jiang will be a good father in the future, but when he is with He Ming, he has nothing.If you are rigorous and don't know how to say it, a Chinese teacher will be at a loss for words.

"Two men... don't...be legal... right."

Shen Jiang looked at the lake water in a hole, it was as dark as ink, and it reflected in his eyes, and his eyes became deep, "Although it can't be said that the premise is that we are married, but we are rushing to go for the rest of our lives. There is love and trust between us. , except for the lack of a marriage certificate, I don’t need anything. We don’t need anyone to admit my feelings, we just need to admit it ourselves. Are we able to get married and have offspring so important.”

Shen Jiang is not asking him, as he said, this is their own business and has nothing to do with others.He is just mocking the world, mocking those who are bound by rules.

However, there is rigor in this.

Listening carefully to the rumors, he was a little at a loss. He didn't understand anything, so he wanted an answer.

"Old Shen, I lost my mother when I was born. My father also died of illness when I was eight years old. Since then, I have lived alone. I often envy people who have a father and a mother, and the festivals are lively and lively.

My dad, an orphan, has nothing but a name and a birthday.He said that the luck in life is to have a family, a wife and children, and four generations under the same roof.But he only had me in the end, but he thought it was worth it. He named him his surname, left his only property, and left his mark in this world, which is very good. "

Yan Jing looked sideways at Shen Jiang, paused for a moment, and his voice became thinner and timid, "Can I say that I really want these, do you think these are very important...I'm not saying you're wrong...but I want to know What does it feel like to be a complete family, and what does it feel like to be a happy family? After a hundred years, when I see my dad, I can tell him about it.”

The rigorous eyes are confused and sincere, like an ignorant child who has encountered something he has never seen before and is eager to ask for help.

What you disdain may be what others are looking for.Shen Jiang's heart felt astringent, regretting what he said.He put his arms around rigorous shoulders, reached out and stroked his head, and said softly, "You're right to want anything."

On the bench, someone withdrew his eavesdropping head, lit a cigarette, and smoked quietly.

In the pine forest, someone stood still in the cold wind for too long, and the hand holding the scarf was so warm that he lost consciousness.

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