Moon and people are still

After going up a small slope, I finally saw the gate of the bookstore.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary folk house. The wall covered with creepers just now is part of this house, perhaps a remodeled abandoned house. From the outside, the red bricks are even a little irregular.

There is a large space outside, and there is a small yard. The black fuel on the red brick wall is written with several artistic characters "The House of Books".Looking at it from a distance, it doesn't violate harmony at all, but because of the gray shadows around the black, it makes people look very comfortable.

Jing Yi pushed open the glass door of the study in front of me, but didn't go in first, but made way for me.

I admit that my physical strength is really weak. I was too tired to get here from the bottom of the mountain, so I found a small private room and collapsed on the sofa when I entered the door.

It is said to be a small private room, but it is just a small space separated by small bookshelves. After entering, I found that the study room is quite large, with a layout full of pieces. When you meet the corridor, you can see hand-painted paintings on the walls, various A variety of books, and places to relax.

Beside the big wooden table in the hall, a group of high school students wearing the same school uniform were doing their homework, some were reading comic books, and some were reading novels.

Just as I was about to take a closer look at what books they were reading, Jing Yi suddenly appeared and blocked my sight.

She held a menu in her hand, and after sitting down opposite me, she moved the list in front of me, knocked on the table and said, "Look, what do you want to drink?"

I looked around and pushed the menu in front of Jing Yi: "Let's drink tea, you order."

After she took it, she flipped through it casually, and then went to the bar. When she came back again, I had already picked up a book from the opposite shelf and turned to the first page.

Jing Yi was not in a hurry, first glanced at the book in my hand, put the bag aside, and asked, "Why do you keep looking at those high school students?"

I smiled, closed the book, looked at her with my head propped up, and asked, "What do you think, is there a big difference between me and them?"

The older a person is, the more he likes to be like a child. "You look like a high school student." This sentence sounds very comfortable, even if you wear heavy makeup, boots and short skirts, but when someone says this to you, you are always happy.

After hearing this, Jing Yi smiled and said, "You look like a high school student even if you don't wear a school uniform." After she finished speaking, she picked up a reading material beside her, stared into my eyes and asked, "Are you happy?"

I bit my lip and shook my body a few times, expressing my happiness.

To repay her, I said, "Ms. Jing, you also look like a college student."

Jing Yi didn't wear makeup today. When I saw her, she mostly didn't wear makeup. We had discussed such topics before. After I asked her about her makeup skills, I asked her when and what occasions do you think you need to wear makeup?

She only replied to me, depending on her mood.

But from what I know of her, she is lazy.

It's like I know her well.

After all, I thought, we were very familiar.

Hahaha, I'm so stingy.

After reading a few pages, the store manager brought up the tea, Jing Yi also ordered cakes, and ten flavors were placed on the table.

I turned to look at the store manager, and when I was finally sure that she would not come to deliver the food, I put the books that had nowhere to be placed aside, and asked the person who was pouring tea in front of me: "Can you eat?"

Jing Yi smiled, pushed the half-filled cup of tea in front of me, and explained, "Their series of cakes are very good, so I ordered all of them."

I translated this sentence into that she wants to eat everything, so I asked again: "Can you eat?"

When she heard the words, she only raised her eyes to look at me, then lowered her head for a moment, put the teapot on the shelf, and said, "Isn't there still you?"

I stepped back a little with a clear look, and took a sip of tea.

What Jing Yi meant was that she wanted to finish eating these ten pieces of cake with me. Not only that, but it also meant that two of us would eat one piece of cake together.

I picked up the book and covered half of my face, and suddenly I was very excited because I was about to eat Jing Yi's saliva, and even blushed a little.

So next, my mind is a little bit out of the book.

The signature cake of the bookstore is different. Although I don’t think it’s so delicious that it feels like my taste buds are being shocked by electricity, it’s really rare to be sweet but not greasy. When I tasted everything and wanted to have another round, Jing Yi suddenly turned his eyes Lifted it from the book and placed it on my face.

On the lips to be exact.

She asked, "Which one do you like?"

"Ah?" I paused, stunned for a moment by her sudden question.

Glancing around, I pointed at the farthest piece with a fork: "This."

Jing Yi looked at the fork, then put the piece of cake in front of herself, picked up the fork she hadn't used yet, and cut off a small piece of the piece I ate, and put it in the mouth.

I bite my fork and wait for her feel.

"You like this taste." Jing Yi's aftertaste made me puzzled.

After she finished speaking, she pushed the piece of cake in front of me and said slowly, "Marble cheese."

I groaned, looked at the fork marks on the cake, then pushed the cake in front of Jing Yi, smiled and said, "Take another bite."

Jing Yi looked at me suspiciously: "Why?"

I pushed in front of her again: "Let's take another bite." I thought for a while: "I can't eat it." After I finished speaking, I pointed to the colorful things on the table: "There are still so many things to solve."

She smiled after hearing this: "Don't you like to eat more?"

Having said that, I still took a small bite and threw it into my mouth. I looked at the arc of her fork and expressed my relief.

Perhaps it was because of being caressed by Jing Yi, the piece of marbled cheese in front of me has become uncommonly delicious. I have never felt much about cakes before, but from today onwards, this flavor of cake is the number one cake in my heart.

He drank a little too much tea, so he couldn't help but go to the bathroom before the short clip in the book in his hand ended, and when he came back, he found that Jing Yi was not by the desk.

I looked around the study and found that she was standing in the yard outside the French windows.Facing me sideways, looking up slightly at the small tree in front of her, the visible hand was in the pocket of her long coat.

I walked towards her place, gently opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and stepped over the hurdle under her feet. She heard the movement from my side and turned her head to look at me.

I just realized that she was holding a mobile phone in the other hand.

"You can watch and do it yourself... Send me the plan after you write it..." She beckoned me to go over, and I walked up to her, she reached out and took off a hair on the sleeve: "Thursday to me ...um...okay, bye."

After she hung up the phone, she put the phone in her pocket, then raised her hand, and was about to touch my cheek, but suddenly stopped, and took her hand back.

"Is it stuffy inside? Why is your face so red?"

After hearing this, I held my face in my hands, and put it down after a second: "Maybe a little bit."

After I finished speaking, I asked, "Besides being a teacher, do you have other jobs?"

"You said the phone call just now." Jing Yi gestured for me to sit down on the chair beside me, and then said: "Chen Yun's piano classroom will organize activities in a while."

I groaned, and asked again: "Besides this, do you have anything else?"

After hearing this, Jing Yi raised her eyebrows, leaned on the chair, and said, "Investigate me." She didn't wait for my answer, and then said, "Some." After she finished speaking, she smiled: "The teacher's salary is not high."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at her watch, and I followed her gaze to look at the past. It was almost five o'clock, and the time passed so quickly.

"Send you home?" Jing Yi looked up at me, then stood up, "I invited friends to have dinner tonight."

After hearing this, I immediately lay down on the table with an aggrieved look, and looked up at her, but because she was standing too high, I almost rolled my eyes, so I smiled, raised my head a little, and rested my chin on the hand, carefully said: "I don't have dinner yet."

In fact, that's all I said, and there are only two answers in my mind, one is that Jing Yi said a few words to dismiss me, and then I went to find something to eat by myself, and the other is that Jing Yi didn't go with his friends and stayed with me.

People like me always like to give myself a very disappointed answer, so when I finished saying this, all I thought was that Jing Yi would definitely reject me and ignore me.

But she hesitated for a while, and then said: "Let's go together, your classmate is also there."

I stood up from the chair excitedly, and immediately went to hug her arm: "Ms. Jing is the best."

So no matter what the ending is, don't be too disappointed.

Jing Yi said a few words, "All right, all right", and then pulled his hand out of my hug. After I stepped back, I looked at her and said, "That, that, Zhang Manhua is here as a family member. What about me, teacher, what is my identity?"

Without even thinking about it, Jing Yi asked, "What identity do you want?"

I took a step forward, put my hands on the table, half-kneeled on the chair and poked my head to look at her: "What do you think?"

Jing Yi turned his head to look at me for a while: "Cheng Keke, are you going?"

I giggled: "Go, go."

In the evening, it was just an ordinary dinner, perhaps because we were all in the same city, and today happened to be the weekend, so we made an appointment to have dinner together.I am very envious of this relationship. If my roommates can stay in this city after graduation, I think that our relationship will be like theirs, casual and sincere.

Zhang Manhua seemed a little surprised to see me, but unfortunately, after everyone was seated, he happened to sit next to me. However, such a close relationship did not allow us to hold back a few words of politeness and greetings.

On the way back, Jing Yi parked the car on the side of the road one street away from my neighborhood, and she asked me to get out of the car and walk around to digest food.

So it was already evening, and Jing Yi and I were walking on this long street.

My neighborhood is not in the city center, so there are very few people on our walking street at the moment. I used to go home from school. When I walked this road, I always felt very lonely. I always felt that this road is so long. I finished singing A song, it's not over yet.

Today is the first time, I am grateful for the quietness and desolation of this road.

Occasionally a car passes by, but only by.

We walked together, Jing Yi put his hands in his pockets, stepped on low shoes, and made footprints on the road. The goose yellow street lights sometimes made our shadows very long, and sometimes shortened our shadows very short .

Suddenly passing by a white car, I paused for a few seconds, glanced at the car, and continued walking.

Jing Yi sensed my strangeness, looked in the direction of the car, and asked, "What's wrong?"

I groaned and said: "My dad's car." I looked at the back of the car: "I don't know if I saw me." After I finished speaking, I replied: "I should have seen me."

I sighed: "He often does this. He doesn't take me where I want to go when he sees me." I turned my head and glanced at Jing Yi: "When I was young, my classmates and I were walking on the street like this. I drove there, and then I went home and said that I saw his car outside, and he said he saw it too, and I asked him why he didn’t say hello to me, and he said there’s nothing to call, and he would send me off after saying hello It’s very troublesome to achieve the goal.”

Jing Yi laughed after hearing this, and then slowed down his pace: "So it can be like this."

Jing Yi often has something in her words, so I analyzed her words a little, and then I thought of how many times she met me by chance or not by chance in the car, and the final result was to send me to the place I wanted to go.

So I stuffed my hands heavily into my pockets, took a big step, half a step beyond her, looked at her sideways, and said with righteous indignation: "Of course it can't be like this!"

Jing Yi turned to look at me, then smiled.

I pursed my lips, stepped back a little, and walked parallel to her.

"Do you know that Zhang Manhua and my classmate are about to break up?" Jing Yi said suddenly.

I was stunned: "Ah? Why?"

She smiled and said, "I don't have the right personality." After she finished speaking, she looked down at the ground and kicked away a small stone under her feet: "No matter how mature Zhang Manhua is, he is still a child in our eyes. It's boring, they've been arguing a lot recently, and my classmate said he couldn't hold on anymore."

I opened my mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Jing Yi stepped on a tile step by step, and I looked down at her stepping on a tile. After a few seconds, she spoke again.

"Ke Ke, last time you asked me, I was six, seven, eighty-nine years old, is it appropriate?"

When she said this, it was very light, and it seemed that her pace had slowed down a lot.Maybe it's my illusion. When I start to get nervous, I always feel that everything around me is slow. Even the time when the leaves fall to the ground seems to have gone through a century.

"Yeah." I followed her rhythm and observed her changes from the corner of my eye, but nothing seemed to change.

"Does it feel right to you?" I asked again.

"There will always be conflicts. Originally, two people have to overcome many contradictions when they are together. Although the age difference is nothing to the current society, what cannot be ignored is the difference in the living environment of the two people. Your classmate is still in school, but mine has been in the society for several years. What they see and experience is always different. The three views are different, and the things they think of are always different. After being together like this , there are bound to be many contradictions." She sighed slightly: "The level of life is different, and things like age difference will only increase troubles."

I listened and stopped suddenly.

I know that she came to talk to me through Zhang Manhua's incident.

After she took two steps, she realized that I hadn't followed, so she turned her head and stopped walking.We stood under the streetlight like this, separated by a distance of one meter.

I raised my head slightly, met her eyes, and said with a smile: "I thought that as long as two people like each other, other difficulties can be overcome slowly."

Jing Yi also smiled after hearing this. I saw this smile a long time ago when she called me by my name.

She said, "So, Keke, you're still young."

I said, "I'm only 6 years younger than you. At this age, when we grow up, when we get old, it won't matter at all."

Maybe it was stimulated by what she said just now. I said this sentence without thinking at all, as if we are deeply in love, but we who love deeply are in a dilemma because of our age that I don't care about at all.

Jing Yi didn't change the subject, and didn't make me feel that I was being sentimental and insisted on getting me and her together.

"I'm still your teacher," she said.

I sneered: "What about the teacher? It's not like there is no teacher-student relationship. There are several couples in B University, and our school also has some. They are more than ten years old. They can grow old together and be together forever."

Jing Yi frowned slightly after hearing this, and then smiled: "You are talking nonsense."

I paused: "You, how do you know."

"I guess." After she finished speaking, she laughed even wider: "Don't be cowardly."

I pursed my lips and looked down at her for a few seconds. Suddenly, I felt like I was going to give up. The conversation went back and forth, and everything was laid out on the surface, so I gritted my teeth, took two steps forward, and suddenly hugged her. waist, and slammed into her arms tightly.

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