Lemon Lightning

It was still windy and windy outside, Qin Weihang who was sitting by the window suddenly said, "Thank you."

An Ning withdrew her thoughts: "Thank me for what?"

"Help me make up lessons." Qin Weihang said.

"Ah, this," An Ning laughed, "Why are you so polite, you still taught me rock climbing!"

"Climbing is just a hobby," Qin Weihang rested his right elbow on the edge of the desk, "You can join the club even if I don't teach you, and I might fail if you don't give me extra lessons."

While talking, his body leaned back relaxedly, and he sat on such an inconspicuous desk and chair to give him the lazy effect of a sofa.

An Ning didn't know why Qin Weihang said this all of a sudden, but she seemed to understand a little bit, so it's not without reason that Qin Weihang was kind to her.This makes sense, but there is still a faint sense of loss in my heart, as if if Qin Weihang's behavior cannot be justified, then there will be a little hope for his liking.

After he finished mopping the floor, he started to put down the chairs one by one. Qin Weihang also stood up and helped to lift down the row of chairs. The two of them carried the same chair. An Ning raised his head excitedly, and met Qin Weihang's eyes accurately.When Qin Weihang looked at people seriously, it was really irresistible... He couldn't help thinking, the dark, indifferent eyes, and a little awkward look, but how could they be so like a whirlpool?

The feeling of enlightenment came again, the chair in his hand sank suddenly, he almost let go when he was distracted, Qin Weihang probably let go of his hand when he saw that he was also carrying the chair, and when the chair almost hit the ground, Qin Weihang quickly Lifted up a bit.There was a rumble in An Ning's ears, and he didn't know whether it was the thunder coming from outside the window or the thunder coming from his heart.He just felt that the hand holding the chair could not use all his strength, so he just mechanically made a movement of lifting the chair, as if performing a pantomime. The chair was completely stabilized on the ground with a click under Qin Weihang's control.

Will Qin Weihang notice his unnaturalness?Since he was alone carrying the weight of that chair, he must have felt it...

An Ning was very embarrassed. Now that the classroom has been cleaned, he has nothing to say: "I don't know how long it will take for the rain to stop."

Qin Weihang lowered his head and sneezed, and An Ning turned around to go to the place where the backpack was placed, and brought over the military-style jacket.

Qin Weihang took the clothes and put them on. After putting them on, he lifted the neckline. He leaned back against the desk, put his hands into the pockets of his jacket, leaned on the desk to relax, and raised his chin to him: "Go It's gone to the library."

An Ning looked at the miserable wind and rain outside the window, and nodded: "But there are ready-made classrooms here for self-study, so don't worry about it."

Qin Weihang looked sideways at him for a while, and asked, "What about me?"

An Ning was taken aback by the question.

"You are studying by yourself, what am I doing?"

Qin Weihang looked at him with a cat-like unhappiness in his eyes, he was like an oversized black cat, he didn't say anything, just wrapped in a low pressure to block him from going out.

An Ning had an idea: "I also brought college English, which I can lend to you."

"..." Qin Weihang stared at him speechlessly for a while, and finally said forcefully, "I don't read books."

Qin Weihang's resistance can be seen with the naked eye, and judging by his face, it is not too much to say that he has a rebellious mentality.An Ning finally realized it later, and immediately apologized: "Then I won't watch it either, I'll accompany you!"

Qin Weihang smiled calmly, thinking a little dull.He nodded and said, "Then chat with me."

An Ning also leaned against the desk, thinking about the topic: "What should we talk about..."

"Let's talk about you," Qin Weihang looked at him sideways, "You know I like rock climbing and motorcycles, but I don't know what you like."

An Ning thought for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer. He really didn't seem to have any hobbies that could be compared with Qin Weihang's kind of love: "Reading?"

Qin Weihang smiled. When he laughed, he lowered his head, retracted his long right leg, stepped on the support under the desk, and said, "I guess so."

An Ning has always been very curious about Qin Weihang, but has never had the opportunity to communicate with him in depth. It is a good opportunity to be trapped in the classroom at the moment. He boldly asked, "Why do you like rock climbing?" Qin Weihang raised his head and looked Looking outside the window, the hail stopped, and the rain was blown by the wind across their window, like a graceful veil. He said, "Because I feel free."

An Ning was a little surprised: "I thought that people who like rock climbing like the feeling of conquering nature and challenging themselves."

Qin Weihang said: "You can't conquer nature, I just want to be with nature...how should I put it?" He frowned, as if thinking about it a little, "communicate and be friends."

This answer attracted An Ning, and he even thought with some pleasant surprise, yes, this should be Qin Weihang's answer, which is reasonable and unexpected.He asked Qin Weihang these things because he wanted to hear such a confession, and to explore those parts of his heart that were unknown to outsiders and were extremely charming.

"Rock climbing is quite dangerous, especially outdoor rock climbing. Have you never been afraid?" he asked.

Qin Weihang looked out of the window and said: "We are on the fifth floor now. I can climb this height with bare hands without equipment, but there is actually no place for you to grab and step on it except the window sill. The cliffs in the wild may look higher than here. It is more dangerous, but it has more places for you to rely on, so there is no danger in fact, it is just higher, but the height does not mean that you will definitely fall, the place where it is easy to fall is dangerous, and it is not easy to fall No matter how high it is, it’s not dangerous. You won’t feel dangerous when flying, right?”

An Ning sighed, "I've never been on a plane before..."

Qin Weihang looked sideways at him, didn't speak for a while, and finally lowered his head and laughed to himself, took his hands out of his pockets, and hugged his chest: "It seems like I'm taking advantage of you."

An Ning was a little embarrassed, and lowered her head to adjust her glasses, but she didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed, not at all.

Qin Weihang said: "I can't find many people who haven't been on a plane these days." He suddenly moved closer to him, as if watching him, and said, "You are a rare animal."

Qin Weihang's throat was muffled, and An Ning couldn't help blushing. He didn't know whether it was because of what he said, or the way he leaned over to observe him. He even touched Qin Weihang's nose. He swallowed, pretending to be relaxed Said, "Stop making fun of me."

Qin Weihang let him go and turned his head away, looked out the window and said, "One day you will still be able to fly, and then you will say goodbye to your innocence."

An Ning smiled: "Why do you say goodbye to innocence when you fly?"

Qin Weihang said: "I heard from my mother that I was two years old when I took the first flight, but I don't have much memory, so I also yearned to fly in the sky when I was very young. I thought the feeling of flying would be the same as that of a bird. The first time I The first flight I remember was when I was six years old, and I haven’t had much yearning for flying in the sky since then.” At this point, he paused, as if confirming whether this matter was true, and then continued Dao, "I really envy those ancients. They think 'a line of egrets go up to the blue sky' is beautiful, Chang'e is beautiful flying to the moon, and walking in the clouds is beautiful. They also imagine that there are gods living in the sky, and we fly in the sky every day. To the kind of beauty that touches the sky. But you can still."

This is Qin Weihang's inner world, An Ning listened carefully, empathized seriously, and couldn't help feeling serious regret: "I'm not that naive anymore, although I've never flown on a plane, I've watched other people fly and watched movies TV, in fact, I have nothing to look forward to."

Qin Weihang said: "When you see the sea of ​​clouds for the first time, you will still be attracted, even if you watched it on TV." He looked over again, his eyes were deep and bright when he first saw it, "I told you that hail is Little Ice Cube, don’t you want to see it with your own eyes? If the moment comes when you fly into the sky, you have to feel it.”

Those eyes were so contagious, and the boring flying experience seemed to come alive in Qin Weihang's words, An Ning nodded involuntarily, and said, "Okay."

It wasn't the first time he told others that he had never been on a plane, but it was the first time he got such a miraculous answer, and the heavy heart palpitations seemed to accumulate to a climax at this moment.Although this heartbeat was unspeakable, it truly shocked him.

Qin Weihang leaned against the edge of the table and stood up. He walked to the window and put his hands on the window lattice. Because of his height, his back was slightly carried. An Ning looked at his back with such a good posture. It was obvious that there was rain outside the window. It's like standing up to the light. "I still have dreams," Qin Weihang said, "I still want to go to space, see what the earth looks like, and see what the sun really looks like in the universe."

An Ning heard the real longing in his tone, and then heard Qin Weihang's voice sinking:

"I don't want to study the Fa. I originally wanted to be an astronaut."

An Ning doesn't know why Qin Weihang failed to move towards his dream, but he believes that as long as he has the opportunity, Qin Weihang will still go for this dream.

"I hope your dream will come true one day." He couldn't help but want to wish him well.

Qin Weihang turned his head, looked at him, and said lightly: "I hope there will be a day." He stood by the window, this time they did not stand side by side, but chatted face to face, Qin Weihang said, "Everything is talking about me , isn't it easy to talk about you?"

An Ning felt ashamed, he was too ordinary: "I have nothing to say."

"Don't you want to be a public interest lawyer?" Qin Weihang said, "Then I also wish your dreams come true one day."

I don’t know when the rain gradually subsided, the sky brightened up, and the sunset glow faintly appeared on the horizon. The gorgeous purple red was like waves, not a rainbow, but better than a rainbow.

Today, An Ning really, definitely, felt that he was in love. Although it was only one-sided, the experience was still wonderful and wonderful.For this, he even wanted to thank Qin Weihang.