Self-cultivation with a plate of tomato scrambled eggs

The University of Illinois implements a semester system, and the winter vacation begins two weeks before Christmas.Before that, besides the final exam of the language class, Song Xiaowu also had to take a professional exam.

"I chose 'Chinese History and Culture' in the end. Laugh at me." Song Xiaowu and Daniel each had a piece of "Opera" cake, plus a cup of hot drink, and walked and chatted against the cold wind.

"What's there to laugh at?" Daniel swallowed the dessert in his mouth and took another sip of hot cocoa. "The history of a country, no matter how long or short, cannot be mastered by memorizing the chronicles. There are many more complicated and profound things behind it. Anyway, I can't do it. The history of our country is short enough, but let me I still get a headache after carefully analyzing the reasons and effects behind those big events.”

But my original intention was just to be opportunistic.Song Xiaowu suddenly felt ashamed, nodded and said, "It is of course not easy to truly interpret history and even inherit culture."

"I do know some people majoring in Oriental Culture Studies, but there are no Chinese people." Daniel's eyes suddenly lit up. "If you can study this major and do some achievements, it can be regarded as filling the gap in your country."

"Blank?" Song Xiaowu said in surprise, "I think there should be quite a few domestic experts and scholars who study these things."

"Really?" Daniel didn't seem to believe it. "Hasn't Huaxia Kingdom become more and more international in recent years? I thought none of you were going to study this kind of past tense stuff anymore."

Song Xiaowu was silent for a moment: Although Daniel said "thought", obviously, that is what he believed more.

It makes sense to think about it.Although Song Xiaowu didn’t have much contact with those Huaxia students in his class, since they chose to study in Citigroup, they at least have a certain recognition of some aspects of this country: whether they feel that its educational resources, social background, and cultural atmosphere are beneficial to them The development of the school is still simply longing for the name of this country and this school.

In the eyes of a native like Daniel, this kind of recognition of varying degrees may become a kind of forgetting of one's own origin, or even abandonment.

"We are indeed becoming more and more 'globalized', or we can say that the whole world is 'globalizing'. However, there are indeed many people who are still committed to the research and inheritance of our country's history and culture..." Song Xiaowu After thinking about it, "Probably not a lot based on the total number of people in the country, but in any case, the attention and recognition of this cause will always be more and more extensive, rather than declining with time."

"I understand this." Daniel said, but he still persisted: "But time is indeed a big problem. As far as I know, there are many great crafts in your country that are being lost, and the aging artists and craftsmen are getting closer to death. , but the younger generation is unwilling to take up this mission, because a timeless and immortal work does not necessarily mean fame and fortune that can be obtained in one's lifetime."

Seeing Song Xiaowu's silence, Daniel sighed with regret: "My... a Chinese person I know once gave me an old-fashioned lacquer box. Its colors, lines, and luster are all too beautiful to use. Language description——however, that person told me that many crafts like this are on the verge of extinction."

"What else did he do other than 'tell' you?" Sensing that his language was a bit sharp, Song Xiaowu smiled again: "Wouldn't it be a little strange to discuss such a serious topic while eating dessert on the road?"

"It's over." Daniel stuffed the last bit of cake into his mouth, and spread his hands at him with a little satisfaction.

However, the two did not continue the debate, changed the subject, and continued to move forward.

"Can you stay at Citigroup for Christmas?" Daniel asked. "People in your country don't value this day, right? You can celebrate with us."

"Actually, I can stay here until the New Year." Song Xiaowu was not without regrets, "But I have to go to my relatives' house and spend Christmas with them."

"Okay then." Daniel shrugged, "Then do you want to go shopping together this weekend? I was in a bad state on Black Friday, and it seemed that I didn't grab much other things except all kinds of wine."

Song Xiaowu looked at him with a smile, and couldn't help saying: "Daniel, sometimes I think you are a naive and noisy brat, but sometimes you look like a bad old man who has experienced many vicissitudes and lives on alcohol."

Daniel let out a series of exaggerated laughs when he heard the words, and then put on an expression of disdain for all sentient beings: "Frankly speaking, this is a young and beautiful body, carrying a soul full of wisdom and insight into world affairs-but you wait Just be obsessed with the flesh. Body."

Song Xiaowu quietly watched him finish his performance, and asked, "Can I take back what I just said?"

Before Daniel could strike back, Song Xiaowu's cell phone rang.

"Are you still in school?" Song Xiaowu didn't pay attention to the caller ID. When he answered the call, he heard the voice from the opposite side, and then he realized: "...Eat outside, immediately..."

He didn't finish his sentence because he had already seen the man standing at the school gate.

"See you later, Daniel." Song Xiaowu clutched his mobile phone, turned around subconsciously and ran back and forth, not forgetting to throw the finished drink cup into the passing trash can.

"Hey! Yao!" The bewildered Daniel raised his voice and called him, and then he noticed a tall black-haired man passing by him, apparently chasing Song Xiaowu.

"Oh." Daniel let out a clear sigh.

Wait a minute, what am I running?Song Xiaowu didn't run two steps before he realized that his behavior was stupid. He just stopped the car, and when he turned his head, Li Tianqi had already chased him up.

"Oh, I thought I left my wallet at the dessert shop just now, and I said I'd go back and look for it." Song Xiaowu patted his forehead, smiled and said to Li Tianqi, "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came, Chagang?"

Li Tianqi took off a glove, stretched out his hand to smooth the lock of hair on Song Xiaowu's forehead, and couldn't help touching the forehead that he had patted, and then he came back to his senses and said: "I originally wanted to I will give you a surprise, but in the end I still have to call you to know your exact location."

"Well, it's quite hard to find, the naming of these places is too confusing." Song Xiaowu seemed to be a little absent-minded.He noticed that Li Tianqi seemed to have lost weight, or was it because his hair was cut shorter than before?No, it should be a lot longer than when he left, but he can be sure that he has never seen Li Tianqi's coat before.

"We..." The two of them fell silent for some reason, and after a while Li Tianqi finally remembered to speak again, but after only two words, Song Xiaowu plunged him into his arms.

Li Tianqi was stunned for a moment, then hugged him tighter.

"...The clothes are pretty." Song Xiaowu said suddenly, his voice was muffled, "It's just that the collar is a bit uncomfortable."

Li Tianqi smiled and said, "Then lift your face up."

"I don't." The man in his arms simply rubbed his face against the collar back and forth.

"Okay." Li Tianqi replied.Like this, whatever.

"What's so good?" Song Xiaowu wanted to wrestle with him, but raised his head again, his eye circles rubbed against the tip of his nose and turned slightly red.He grabbed Li Tianqi's ungloved hand: "Let's go, my master will show you the territory."

Song Xiaowu's paws were chilly, and Li Tianqi was dragged away by him for a while, but couldn't help but shake them back to warm his hands.There are not many passers-by on the street, perhaps because of the cold weather, most of them are in a hurry, no one will notice them.

Li Tianqi suddenly realized that this is indeed another country, divided into countless small worlds by skin color, language, and culture, and the two of them are lonely and free passers-by.

He stopped, and Song Xiaowu, who was focused on walking forward, was kicked backwards. The latter turned his head in confusion, and was kissed on the lips.

Song Xiaowu's eyes widened: there was still a rich layer of sweetness in his mouth, for fear of being discovered by Li Tianqi, but in the tenderness between his lips and tongue, he gradually put everything else behind him and only cared about Eyelashes trembling, I accidentally saw some graceful emerald green in the corner of my vision, which was the mistletoe prepared by the gift shop before Christmas.

And he had got the first snow on Christmas morning, cool and sweet.

The hotel Li Tianqi booked was not far from the University of Illinois, and the environment and facilities were quite good.Song Xiaowu sat on the bed and tried shaking a few times, then nodded with satisfaction.

"The strategy is well done. You don't need to go to my place to read it, do you?" He leaned halfway on the pillow, squinting at Li Tianqi who was unpacking his luggage to get his clothes.

Li Tianqi smiled when he heard the words: "Before I came, I was worried that you would ignore me. If you want to be rejected, you must find a way out."

Yo, is this an active confession?Song Xiaowu looked at him leisurely.

Li Tianqi raised his head and handed him a sweater: "Put it on. Is there only a T-shirt under your coat? It's so cold that your lips are cold and you don't know how to add clothes."

Song Xiaowu pretended to be innocent and licked his lips: "It's not cold anymore." Is there a warmer way to try?

Li Tianqi sat over, looked at him, and slowly stroked his lips with his thumb, but he couldn't say anything erotic, but Song Xiaowu's cheeks burned uncontrollably.

The other party didn't make any further movements. He withdrew his hand and put it on his lap. After a moment of silence, he said, "When I didn't contact you before, I went to Xiaofu's hometown."

Song Xiaowu's expression changed immediately, and he stood up from the bed "teng": "She's married!"

"I have no idea about her!" Li Tianqi's voice also increased unconsciously, and then he waved: "Sit down first, and listen to me..."

"What are you talking about?" Song Xiaowu didn't listen to him, "You just like being married, so what's the matter with making you look attractive? The old sister Yan didn't mention it..."

"Xiao Wu!" This time his voice was not loud, but he could hear the anger in it.

Song Xiaowu pursed his lips to prevent it from trembling too much, and there was a faint glint of water in the red eye circles.He didn't say anything more, and after throwing the sweater to Li Tianqi, he raised his legs to leave.

Seeing this, Li Tianqi softened immediately: Song Xiaowu couldn't shed tears since his grandmother passed away, and Li Tianqi also secretly asked someone who understands psychology, and the answer was nothing more than to observe first, and pay more attention to his emotional changes.After so many years of observation, Song Xiaowu has nothing wrong with it, but Li Tianqi knows one thing - as he is now, with red eye circles, crying without crying, it is already the extreme.

Originally, I wanted to come over to accompany him, but I had to wait for several months just to apply for a visa, but it turned out that I had already made him sad twice as soon as we met.

"Don't go." Li Tianqi got up to stop him, and said, "I'm sorry."

Song Xiaowu glanced at him, as if he was still a little resentful, but after all he lowered his head, returned to his original position and sat down again.

He unbuttoned his coat roughly, and stretched out his hand to Li Tianqi.

Li Tianqi understood, and quickly gave him the sweater. Seeing that he had put it on, he sat down and straightened his hair, which was messed up by the static electricity: "I heard that the water here is hard. If you want to drink it, you should buy bottled water." Alright. Remember to buy conditioner when you go out, and after washing your hair, it will make you feel more comfortable."

Song Xiaowu felt both comfortable and sad after being touched by him, so he simply lay down and rested his head on his lap: "Why did I speak so badly just now?"

He raised his face, and used his fingers to outline Li Tianqi's chin: "Big Lizi, forget those words, okay? Don't dislike me because of it."

"En." Li Tianqi held his finger, kissed him, and said, "I will always like you."