meet on slag road

There are not many classrooms on the upper floor of the School of Foreign Languages ​​that have classes today. It was past four o'clock in the afternoon, and the corridors were empty and silent.

Yu Yifeng stepped on the quaint steps to the third floor, and there was a soft sound from the wooden floor, and the usually inconspicuous sound was amplified infinitely at this moment, as if reminding the people on this floor that there was an unexpected visitor.

The uninvited guest Yu Yifeng stopped and was about to look at the floor plan in front of him. When he was looking for the location of the grammar classroom where Mu Qing was, a sound of locking suddenly came to his ears:

"Crack!"

The crisp sound echoed in the corridor. Yu Yifeng followed the sound and saw Mu Qing pull out the key from the keyhole with his head down, pick up the textbook on the umbrella stand at the door, and turn to the other side. Go up the stairs.

Seeing that he turned around and was about to go downstairs, Yu Yifeng didn't hesitate, and immediately stopped him: "Teacher Mu!"

Mu Qing paused and looked in Yu Yifeng's direction.

The dim yellow sunlight in the afternoon spills in through the quaint windows in the stairwell, and the window ribs separate the light and coat the old floor with different shades of color.Mu Qing stood in the light and shadow, with a faint golden outline on his body by the sunlight—for a moment, Yu Yifeng suddenly felt that this person didn't seem to exist in the real world, but just passed by from his side. Walking out of a huge, slightly yellowed oil painting.

"The College of Foreign Languages ​​is one of the earliest colleges established by Chaohai University. It used to be the Russian College, so the original teaching building was a pure Russian building; although our current teaching building has been rebuilt, it still retains the original style. Our buildings are more cultural and historic..."

Yu Yifeng didn't pay much attention to what the head of the department said before introducing the college; but Mu Qing was wearing rimless glasses, holding a few textbooks in his hands, and looked at him in a gentle manner standing in the sun, which made him feel at ease in an instant. Understand what is a sense of culture and history.

Mu Qing looked at the man who was obviously stunned for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but when he spoke, he was very polite, with just the right doubts: "Mr. Yu, what's the matter?"

Yu Yifeng came back to his senses, walked quickly to Mu Qing's side, and said with a smile, "Thank you for what happened this morning."

"It's just a matter of raising your hands, don't worry about it."

His reaction was flat, but Yu Yifeng was very interested: "Mr. Mu, are you ready to leave work?"

"Well, my class for today is over."

The two maintained a conversation that was almost a question and an answer, until the downward stairs came to an abrupt end, and the door on the first floor appeared in front of him, and Yu Yifeng asked casually: "It's still early, is Mr. Mu?" Are you planning to go back? Or do you have other arrangements?"

Mu Qing stopped and looked at Yu Yifeng: "Mr. Yu, although we met once this morning, our relationship seems not so close that I need to report the itinerary to you."

There was a slight alienation in his eyes, and a trace of apology immediately appeared on Yu Yifeng's face: "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I just think it's more appropriate for you to help me this morning—or save me, really. Makes me appreciate it; I'd be really sorry if I didn't do something about it. So if you don't have plans coming up, can I treat you to a meal? It's just a less formal repayment, and it's a way to clear my conscience I can get by."

Mu Qing looked into his sincere eyes, hesitated for a moment, seemed to be really shaken by his words; but finally shook his head: "Sorry, I have an appointment with my friend today."

"Okay." Yu Yifeng showed regret, and asked again, "Can it be another day?"

His eyes were too intense, Mu Qing seemed a little overwhelmed, and looked away: "If you really care so much...then, I have nothing to do after get off work the day after tomorrow, and I don't have many classes."

With unexpected progress, Yu Yifeng was in a good mood, so he accepted it as soon as he saw it: "Okay, then I will pick you up then, so I won't bother you today."

Mu Qing said goodbye to him politely, then turned and walked towards the parking lot.It wasn't until Yu Yifeng was out of sight when he got into the car that he took out the cell phone in his pocket.On the screen that was set to silent mode, there was an incoming call beating silently.

As soon as the connection was made, Gong Shichen's angry voice rushed out: "What are you talking about!!! I was late yesterday morning and now I don't answer the phone, you are going to freeze me to death!"

Gong Shichen had several operations in a row in the past two days, and was so busy that he was so busy that he finally had time to leave work early this afternoon. He quickly sent a message to a few friends and volunteered to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients, saying that he wanted to eat hot pot in the evening.It only took less than half an hour to buy the ingredients, but it took nearly 20 minutes for Mu Qing to wait, but the person who had agreed to come to pick him up was nowhere to be seen.

"I'm delayed by something, I'll go over now, wait a minute, 5 minutes." Mu Qing said concisely, hung up the phone, started the car, and rushed to the supermarket at the edge of the speed limit.

Gong Shichen used to be handsome with his coat open, but now he even put on a scarf: "Why don't you come a few minutes late, we just happen to catch an evening rush hour, how exciting?"

Mu Qing helped him carry the ingredients into the car: "Forget it, if you can't wait to eat self-heating hot pot in my car, I won't be able to take this car."

Gong Shichen said with a pinch of teeth, "Am I the kind of person who doesn't pay attention?"

Mu Qing sat in the car and fastened his seat belt, watched him tear open a pack of alcohol wipes from the rearview mirror, wiped his hands and the car door reservedly, and teased: "Indeed, you are so particular about hot pot All have to be rinsed with medical alcohol."

Gong Shichen glared at him: "You can talk like that, next time you fall in love with someone, you can talk to him like that in person, and see if he will go with you."

He said resentment, but Mu Qing suddenly laughed: "If I really talk to him like this, he will probably feel that I have opened up my heart to him, and he will be very happy."

"Him?" Gong Shichen keenly grasped the key words, "Isn't it, you found someone you are interested in so quickly?"

Mu Qing thought about his choice of words: "It's not that I'm very interested, but at present, he is indeed more interesting."

"Then you are interested!" After Gong Shichen complained, he couldn't help being curious, "Where did you meet this time? Is it fun?"

"It's still the one you said last time."

"What I said last time?" Gong Shichen recalled it for a while, suddenly frowned, and looked at Mu Qing with a complicated expression, "Wait a minute, could it be that one, Yu Yifeng?"

Taking advantage of the red light, Mu Qing stepped on the brakes and gave him a thumbs up: "It's really smart, it's him."

Gong Shichen:......