Yellow plums are sweeter than green plums

The dew without impurities tastes extraordinarily delicious, and you can tell that Duan Qiuming has gone far away by smacking his lips.

The air in the city is not as fresh as that in the village, and the environment is not as livable as in the hometown. The dew that Duan Qingtian receives by herself is not the same as what she absorbed when she was a plant. Such a cup is hard-won.

Duan Qingtian was sitting on a wooden high chair, shaking her legs, sipping and thinking about how to spend the day.

After eating, he imitated Duan Qiuming and put the porcelain bowls and plates into the sink in the kitchen.When I entered the room, I wanted to change out of my pajamas, so that I could look full of energy at home.But there are only a few pieces of clothes that Duan Qiuming bought for him on the spur of the moment to turn over, not to mention hanging with Duan Qiuming's coat, it looks even less attractive.

The clothes Duan Qiuming wore in class yesterday fit well. When he was standing on the podium, he was very gentle, especially with a pair of square eyes. He frowned and pursed the corners of his mouth. He flipped through the exercises casually. Even if he looked up, he couldn’t pick it out. blind spot.

The shirt buttons were tied neatly one by one, even the one on the neckline was not spared, I don't know if he would feel strangled.

But it was true that Duan Qingtian was delighted to see it, but unfortunately after searching in the closet for a while, she couldn't find it.

The clothes were stuffed into the laundry basket by Duan Qiuming, and they were covered in the corner of the bathroom, out of Duan Qingtian's search range.

And those pair of ascetic glasses were also put into the briefcase by Duan Qiuming and taken away.

Fortunately, the styles of clothes in the closet are similar, Duan Qingtian found a satisfactory substitute without much effort, a white shirt that has not been opened yet, with a hang tag, and Teacher Duan can immediately appear in her mind of excellence.

While feeling that Duan Qiuming was stingy, and would not wear new clothes for himself, he happily changed them on his body.

The shoulders were not propped up, the arms were stretched straight, and they did not break through the defense line of the cuffs.

Clothes are dead, people are alive, Duan Qingtian immediately unbuttoned the sleeves of the cuffs, rolled them up and rolled them up.

He stroked down the creases piled up on his upper arm with satisfaction. Very well, he is already Teacher Duan himself.

It was the full-length mirror at the door of the bedroom that broke his fantasy, and he could only glance at the counterfeit in the mirror angrily.

Clothes that are too big don't fit snugly at all and hang loosely on you like a robe.It is longer than imagined. For Duan Qiuming's suitable size, the upper and lower hem of the thin body can still cover the small half of the thigh.

Reluctantly imitating his example, he barely buttoned the unbuttoned button, stretched out his hand and tugged, um, it looked like a skirt again.

Tossing and tossing, anyway, it is not like Duan Qiuming's duty of teaching and educating people.

But Duan Qingtian is good at self-comfort, so it doesn't look like it, anyway, it's enough to have a teacher at home.

She was showing off in front of the mirror in an ill-fitting dress, but she heard the music coming from the living room, and it stopped after a few sounds.

Duan Qingtian, who was startled, squatted in the corridor and carefully looked in the direction of the sofa for a long time, but did not see any suspicious person sneaking in.Nervously got up and walked over, only to find that the screen of the mobile phone on the dining table was on, shining brightly.

He hesitated to pick up the bulky gray old phone, it turned out to be a text message subscribed by the system, broadcasting today's weather.

This is really an unreliable weather forecast. Shouldn't this kind of thing be sent to users early in the morning with an alarm?

While flipping through it boredly, I remembered the note Duan Qiuming left for me.Move your thumb to the "1" position, and follow the prompts left for a long time without letting go. Sure enough, the screen shows that the set number has been successfully dialed.

The Microsoft Yahei font dancing in the palm of my hand is the very familiar Duan Qiuming's name.

Duan Qingtian felt that her heartbeat was being controlled by the beeping beeping beeping tone from the old handset.

It's not the familiar bang bang bang anymore, just listen to it, it becomes——

beep - beep - beep -

Hey?

The voice just now was suddenly interrupted, and the sound he was most familiar with sounded in his ears.

Duan Qiuming's voice seemed to come from far away, but he could still distinguish it from the slightly noisy radio interference of the phone.

Having never talked to a man in this way before, Duan Qingtian wondered whether she might be a liar in a panic.

"Hello? Tiantian, are you up yet?"

"Ah."

"Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Ah."

"Are you angry when you wake up?"

Duan Qingtian thought about it, in fact, there is, a little bit.

"No, why are you angry?"

There was some noise on the microphone, as if he had just returned to the office after class, and he seemed to be able to vaguely hear the man's low laughter.

The sound sounded like a cat's tail scratching the palm of his hand, which made his heart itch.

After a while, Duan Qiuming asked him again:

"Did you call me for something?"

Duan Qingtian circled her knees in distress, it turns out that the phone calls are only made when there is something to do, and no one has ever told him.

"Some... maybe."

"Well, you said."

The man's problem came too fast, and his poor Chinese skills made it too late for him to make up a perfect excuse.

I can only say something that is not a big deal.

"I miss you."

Teacher Duan who heard the words raised his head and glanced at the clock in the office. The hour hand just pointed to eleven o'clock.

11:00 just after class.

He took off his glasses and rubbed the center of his brows, wondering what time it is, how can he go to class with peace of mind later on.

"If you really miss me, you can call me."

"It's just that I have a lot of classes today, so I may not be able to answer your calls at any time."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Duan Qiuming could imagine his expression.

"In this way, look at the top middle of the phone screen, are there two dots?"

Duan Qingtian took a quick look, there were indeed two dots behind the two ones, standing there obediently aligned up and down.

Although she knows a lot of Chinese characters, Duan Qingtian only knows 1 in Arabic numerals.

"When the two dots turn into two circles, you can call me."

The time has changed to 02, Duan Qingtian happily agreed, and then hesitantly expressed her worry.

"Will it be long?"

"No, soon, you must remember that there are two circles, and there is only one circle at the end."

From [-] minutes, [-] minutes, [-] minutes, at these points in time, Duan Qiuming was still teaching biology in the classroom.

At that time, if he didn't answer the phone call, that guy would be very disappointed.