knowing advisor

At six o'clock in the evening, Mingzhi walked out of the gate of the community and saw the consultant standing and leaning against a car, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

They hadn't seen each other for nearly two months since Lisbon.

If you really think about it, today is only the third meeting between the two after their reunion.

The consultant wore a light brown wide sweater, gray and white straight-leg cotton trousers, and hand-made lasted jogging shoes, which looked simple and comfortable.

Compared with the previous two times, he looked different intuitively: the watch on his hand was changed, his soft hair grew a little longer, and he habitually combed to the side, revealing his superior jawline.

Most importantly, his metal cane was missing.

Knowing that he was still distracted, the consultant had already hung up the phone, and when he turned around, he saw the person he wanted to see standing not far from him, not very focused.

When the consultant walked towards him, he knew that he had actually recovered.

However, out of a little personal selfishness, he didn't move forward, just watched the consultant opposite him slowly walk towards him.

Mingzhi's eyes followed the consultant's steps calmly, thinking that it was exactly the same as he remembered.

Very correct, very healthy walking posture.

When there were still two or three steps away from Mingzhi, the consultant stopped, put one hand on top of his head, bent down slightly, and looked straight into Mingzhi's eyes.

"Hello."

Mingzhi looked at the consultant in front of him and smiled slightly.

"Hello."

As soon as the words were finished, the advisor's eyes widened a little, and he looked at Mingzhi curiously. After two or three seconds, he asked him, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Knowing that he looked closely at the consultant, he discovered that there were a few inconspicuous bloodshot eyes floating in his eyes, which was also the result of lack of sleep.

But knowing that he didn't have the heart to expose him, because at this time yesterday, he was still on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

Mingzhi nodded: "A little insomnia."

The consultant did not delve into the cause of his insomnia, because his attention was quickly attracted by the medical band-aid on his forehead.

The band-aid was mixed with anti-inflammatory agents, exuding an uneasy smell, which made the consultant frown suddenly.

He pushed up the bangs on Mingzhi's forehead, and said somewhat seriously: "Your company should provide self-defense training for employees."

Mingzhi pulled his hand off and said with a smile, "Okay."

The consultant didn't seem to agree with his easy tolerance, and looked down at him with a serious look.

Knowing that he frowned like he did, but his tone was reversed: "Let's go eat."

The advisor didn't move.

"Let's go."

Knowingly, she pushed him around and pushed his back a little, but she didn't push him.

He stretched out his hand and pushed again. He tried a little harder, but he still didn't push.

Mingzhi poked his head from behind the consultant, raised his face and asked him: "Are you going to discuss self-defense with me now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the consultant's eyes poked down, knowingly aware of a smile in his eyes.

Reach out and push gently, this time it pushed.

***

Knowing that the place he chose was not far from the community where he lived, and during the rush hour, in order to avoid spending time in unnecessary traffic jams, he asked the consultant to park the car in the underground garage of the community, and the two of them walked to the restaurant for dinner together.

In the evening of spring, the sun sets early, and the gray-blue sky looks like a kind of transparent glass.

Knowing that he and the consultant were walking on the narrow sidewalk, the sleeves of different textures sometimes rubbed together.

Halfway through, knowing that I couldn't hold back my inner curiosity, I called the consultant.

The consultant turned his head: "What's the matter?"

Mingzhi looked at him and asked, "How did your leg hurt?"

Hearing this, the consultant's eyes moved slightly, and after a delay of two seconds, he pursed his lips and said, "I accidentally fell down the stairs."

Hearing this answer, Mingzhi was very surprised.

It was hard for him to imagine that such a careful and steady person as the consultant would stumble and fall down the stairs.

Knowing that he was a little puzzled, he turned his head and asked the consultant, "Why?"

The consultant withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and smiled.

"Because I'm happy."

Mingzhi heard it, and became even more confused: "What is so happy that you don't even look at the road?"

At this time, a lady with two dogs walked up ahead, and the narrow sidewalk suddenly became crowded.

The consultant quickly pulled Mingzhi in front of him, making way for the lady.Immediately, he lowered his head, approached Mingzhi's ear, and said softly, "I'll tell you later."

Knowing that his cheeks were hot because of his words, he nodded quickly and did not speak again.

The end of the sidewalk is the intersection, and I haven't approached it yet, knowing that I have seen the beating green numbers on the traffic light post.

When they reached the intersection, there were still a few seconds before the red light, and the pedestrians around rushed across the zebra crossing before the green light turned red.

At this time, the consultant suddenly pulled Mingzhi's elbow.

"Hold on."

Mingzhi turned her head and looked at him with some surprise.

"No rush," the advisor smiled at him and said, "We'll wait for the next round."

Knowing that Wei Wei focused her eyes, and looked at the consultant's face with concentration and seriousness again by the street lights that were not yet fully lit, then turned around silently, looking at the traffic light that had turned red opposite, the corners of her lips suddenly raised.

Knowingly, he is a person with no personality, and can even be said to be an overly easy-going person.But when it came to waiting for the red light, he was exceptionally persistent, and would rather be late or wait longer than run through the red light.And when there are still a few seconds before the red light, he will not continue to move forward, but choose to wait for the next round.In his opinion, it is not necessary to step on the zebra crossing.

He had had a very brief relationship before.At that time, the ex-boyfriend belonged to the romantic school, and frequently pursued the excitement and adventure in ordinary life.He often said that his knowledge was too rigid, and he always insisted on some indifferent principles, especially when it came to waiting for the red light.

Once, when crossing the road, the ex-boyfriend who knew it forced him to rush across a long zebra crossing two seconds before the red light, and a group of drivers greeted the two of them in the car. the whole family.

Afterwards, the ex-boyfriend panted heavily on the side of the road, laughed and asked Mingzhi if he felt the prick.

the answer is negative.

It didn't take long for them to break up, citing personality differences.

Knowing that he never thinks that what he does must be right, but he has his own persistence, and the insistence itself is correct.

This round of traffic lights took a long time, and Mingzhi and the consultant waited in place for a long time.

Finally, with a few seconds left before the green light, Mingzhi turned to look at the advisor.

At this time, the street lights of the whole street were turned on, and the consultant's calm face was especially clear in the light.

He looked down at Mingzhi and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Mingzhi shook his head, pulled his elbow lightly, and smiled, "Let's go."