my you

After holding back for a whole winter, when spring was approaching, the first heavy snow fell in Xingchuan City. People said that only auspicious snow can bring a good year. Although the heavy snow came a bit late this year, it should be able to have a good harvest.

So it must be smooth.

Lu Ding leaned on the window, took a picture of the snow scene with his mobile phone and sent it to Fang Sheng.

——It hasn’t snowed all winter, but it’s so heavy in spring.

Fang Sheng also sent a picture.

It's still a photo of him and his students. A bunch of people, big and small, are sitting together, as if they are playing a game.

Whether it is these children or Fang Sheng, their eyes are bright, as if countless stars are hidden in their eyes.

——I suddenly felt that being a teacher is also very good.

Lu Ding smiled, saved the photo, and then replied:

——Don't tell me that you can become a teacher only after you can't get along in the future, it sounds very unserious.

——You can take time out every year to volunteer for a period of time, and you can come too, and the major can be regarded as the counterpart.

——Okay, in the future you will teach physics and I will teach mathematics, and then tell the students that their two handsome teachers are actually a pair.

Look, the person I like is so good, Lu Ding tilted his head while smiling, turned off the phone screen, and continued to lower his head to do the paper in his hand.

In two days, Fang Sheng will be back.

It was already after school started when I saw Fang Sheng.Lu Ding originally wanted to go downstairs to buy something to eat, but he ran into him carrying luggage into the elevator with a bitter haha.

"Why don't you tell me anything." Lu Ding held potato chips and Sprite in one hand, and took Fang Sheng's backpack with the other.

Quite heavy.

Fang Sheng shook his tired arm, let out a long breath, pointed to the bag in Lu Ding's hand, and said, "Your little turtle is inside, be careful."

"It's been almost a month, why do you still call him a little turtle?" Lu Ding looked at him and laughed twice, "I want to give it a name."

"Come on," Fang Sheng laughed along with him, "Call it whatever you want. A turtle's name doesn't need to be based on birth date or anything."

"Call it a condom." Lu Ding thought for a while.

"What?" Fang Sheng stammered and asked, "Which condom? Is it... the one I think?"

Lu Ding was confused for a long time before he realized that Fang Sheng's thinking was wrong.

"Oh, no," he rubbed Fang Sheng's hair, "it's a ferrule, can you be more serious? I spent 100 yuan to trap a little turtle during the Chinese New Year, but I didn't get it. Coincidentally. You sent me a message saying you picked this one up, so it's called a condom."

Fang Sheng smiled and kicked him, "Don't tell others about this."

"I know," Lu Ding said seriously, "it would be bad if people misunderstood like you. So I decided that it's fine for others to call it a bastard."

"You name it," Fang Sheng gave a thumbs up, "absolutely."

There are a lot of things to do after school starts, but for people like Lu Ding and Fang Sheng who are not class leaders and have not joined the student union and clubs, it is relatively free.

Lu Ding compared the two different timetables, drew circles on the paper from time to time, and then nodded.

This semester, they majored in twelve classes a week, which was eight full classes less than last semester, which was considered very relaxed.

Although Fang Sheng and the others had fewer classes, they had to take experimental classes for evening self-study, which was also a troublesome thing.

The class they repeat is a modern Chinese history, as well as a physical education class.

At first, Lu Ding was worried that Fang Sheng couldn't have both study and training, but when he thought about Fang Sheng's perverted mind, he was relieved.

"I'll just finish the experiment report this month." Fang Sheng compared the experiment data without raising his head, and said, "I applied for a deferment of the final exam, and the department has already approved it with my classmates who started the sophomore year and took the make-up exam."

Lu Ding nodded, doing his homework.

This is their latest status.

Fang Sheng didn't like self-study in the classroom, and felt bored, so he dragged Lu Ding to the cafe on the third floor of the restaurant, and the two of them huddled in a corner, doing their own things, and chatting up from time to time.

"Do you want to find a quiet place to celebrate your birthday?" After finishing the last question in his hand, Lu Ding tapped the table lightly with his pen.

Fang Sheng also just finished writing a set of experimental reports, and he looked up into his eyes, "You can arrange it, you know the city well."

"I rented a homestay for a day," Lu Ding said, "from ten o'clock tomorrow morning to ten o'clock the day after tomorrow."

"Okay." Fang Sheng nodded, "It's also because my birthday is on the weekend, otherwise I don't have time to go out to play. But I may go there at noon tomorrow, and I have to explain the progress of the experiment to the teacher in the morning. You will send me the address later , I'll take a taxi directly when I'm done."

"Is there any food you want to eat?" Lu Ding packed up his things and put his bag on his back, "Go to the supermarket to buy something?"

Fang Sheng stuffed his books into Lu Ding's schoolbag, "Let's go."

"Don't want this hot sauce." Lu Ding took out the devil spicy hot sauce that Fang Sheng had just thrown into the shopping cart, and put it on the shelf again, "You still have scars from the acne on your forehead last time, you can't eat spicy food, it irritates the skin. "

"Oops," Fang chopped off his feet angrily, "In what age, some people attribute their acne to eating spicy food. I stayed up all night."

"That doesn't work either," Lu Ding flicked his forehead lightly, "stimulates the stomach."

In the end, neither this nor that would work. The only thing that satisfied Fang Sheng was the whole mention of Sprite.

Lu Dingna's meat and vegetables are very even, and the ingredients are all good, with a strong aunt look.

Fang Sheng picked all snacks, whatever was high in calories, but most of them were stuffed back by Lu Ding for reasons.

The reason is that he has to compete, he has to control his weight, and he can't overindulge or something.

Like an old woman, long-winded, very annoying.

Lu Ding made a list of a bunch of food, it is said that he can cook all of them, including many famous dishes and snacks, Fang Sheng felt a little unbelievable when he saw him.

"Then mutton with scallions, Coke chicken wings, shredded bananas, and green vegetable beef tofu soup." Lu Ding checked the list carefully, "I'll try xylitol for shredded bananas, and replace the Coke chicken wings with Sprite chicken wings, and others Question?"

Fang Sheng leaned against the door frame of the dormitory and shook his head, "It's gone."

"I won't buy the cake for you because it has too many calories," Lu Ding said, "I'll replace it with whole wheat bread and yogurt, and then light a candle..."

Fang Sheng was still in that posture, and the smile on his face deepened.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Ding didn't know when he had finished speaking, put his hand on Fang Sheng's face, and stared at him with a smile on his face.

"Look at you."

Lu Ding's heart seemed to miss a beat.

This is the sixth month of their acquaintance, and it is the first time that Fang Sheng expresses this unabashedly in a dangerous place like the dormitory corridor.

"You..." Lu Ding could feel the blush covering his whole face, even his ears and neck were stained with such enthusiasm.

"Go back," Fang Sheng gently pushed him, "See you tomorrow."

"Yeah." Lu Ding gritted his teeth and returned to the dormitory with a big bag of food.

I'm afraid it will be a sleepless night.

He lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling above his eyes, where a piece of wall was crumbling.

Suddenly remembered, Fang Sheng seemed to say that he had something to tell him on his birthday.

what's up?

How can there be anything important to say at such an urgent time.

He grabbed a handful of hair anxiously, and then wiped his face vigorously.

It feels uncomfortable to be hung up on your appetite.

Lu Ding was stuck at zero and sent a message to Fang Sheng.

--Happy birthday.

——Still asleep?

Lu Ding rolled twice in the bed to relieve his inner excitement and impatience, but he couldn't express his emotions, otherwise he would be too embarrassing in front of Fang Sheng.

- Now, how about you?

——Check the experimental data and results one last time, and go to sleep immediately.

——Then I’ll go to bed first, so I’ll come here as soon as possible at noon.

--Um.

Lu Ding swung the phone round and threw it on the bed curtain, and watched the phone bounce back, crossing a standard parabola, and landed precisely on the quilt.

go to bed.

Lu Ding got up early, he had to go to the flower market to pick a fresh bouquet.

An Shaowen repeatedly told him to buy roses, but the boss said that the Valentine's Day roses were out of stock some time ago, but he could order carnations, after all, Women's Day is coming.

Lu Ding twitched his lips, "Then I'll order two carnations first, shall we?"

The boss waved his hand, "I'm sorry, our carnations are all ordered."

"Then you told me just now that you can order carnations?" Lu Ding felt like he was being tricked, "What other flowers do you have in this shop?"

"Does Baiju understand?" The boss smiled flatteringly, "If you count the days, Ching Ming Festival is coming soon."

No matter how you calculate it, Ching Ming Festival is still a month away, right?Did the boss misunderstand the word "coming soon"?

"I..." Lu Ding held back the swear words that were about to blurt out very firmly, "Then give me a bunch of flowers that you have in your store now."

"Okay." The boss picked up the flowers and went to wrap them.

Lu Ding sat on the chair boredly, holding the white paint on the flower stand in his hand.

Hey, Lu Ding squinted his eyes and took a closer look. The paint was sprayed really evenly without any cracks.

"Handsome guy," the boss came over with a large bouquet of flowers, "It's wrapped, take a look."

Good guy, Lu Ding stared at it and was stunned.A white chrysanthemum stands in the middle, and a bunch of red, purple, green, and yellow ones are inserted beside it. It is estimated that some flowers are not easy to sell, so I put some flowers for him.

But it's still pretty if you look closely, and the flowers are also bright. The boss sprayed some water on it, and the petals are fresh and tender, and they are very fragrant.

Fang Sheng has this faint mixed fragrance on him.

Kind of like the smell of nature.

Lu Ding paid and left with satisfaction amid dissatisfaction.

He went back to the dormitory to get his things first, and then took a taxi to the rented homestay again.

Putting the flowers on the small coffee table in the living room, Lu Ding put on an apron and started cooking.

In fact, he hates cooking, especially the smell of oil.

But sometimes it's different.

For example, willingly cooking for Lu Xiao.

Another example is now willing to cook for the future wife.

When he brought the last soup to the table, Fang Sheng just opened the door and came in.

"It smells so good." These were Fang Sheng's first words.

"This white chrysanthemum is so beautiful." This was Fang Sheng's second sentence.

Lu Ding washed his hands and wiped them carelessly on the apron. Before he could speak, he heard Fang Sheng put down his coat, walked up to him, looked into his eyes and said, "Let's be together."