Ruo Chun and Jing Ming

Du Ruo shook his head and showered like a whimper, dried his body and dried his hair, poured into a soft puffy bed, and looked at the ceiling in a daze.

My brain is still cyanotic, my heart is still trembling.

There is a feeling of trouble.

Panic, excitement, annoyance, ecstasy, all kinds of emotions.

When she thought of the kiss just now, her face was burning, and she twisted her head and buried her head in the pillow.

He was relieved, but she couldn't sleep tonight.

Across the other end of a wall, Jingming's surface was very calm, because he promised Du Ruo to hide everyone. So when he got back to the room, he tried his best to restrain himself and turned his head, looking like he was upset.

But Levito knew him, and at a glance he was pretending not to take it apart and let him continue.

When he showered alone in the bathroom, his raised mouth flew into the sky.

After turning off the lights and going to bed, I laughed silently in the dark, excited in my heart, laughed for a while, then turned over and continued to laugh, and then I changed my posture and laughed again.

Until Li Wei couldn't help but vomit: "It's time to lie down. Can you sleep?"

He just stopped working.

That night, all of Prime's teammates fell asleep, happy, and satisfied.

The dream started the first step.

Everyone didn't get up early the next day, and check out at 11 noon. A group of people rushed into the corridor, and Jing Ming and Du Ruo briefly looked at each other and turned away, guilty.

Taking the elevator all the way down, the crowds chatted cheerfully together, and they were among them, but they didn't talk to each other. He couldn't help but deliberately landed last when he went out, secretly scratching her palms.

She was startled and glanced back at him. He looked at him and smiled.

After having lunch together at Bao'an Airport, everyone disbanded in situ and returned to their own homes.

Jing Ming gave everyone a week off. On August 1, the labs will meet. After all, the glory achieved in Shenzhen has stayed in Shenzhen, and the mainline mission has to return to primeno.2.

Jing Ming frowned at the airport when he learned that Du Ruo would not return to Beijing to return home, but said nothing.

Half of the team is from Beijing, and the gate is still behind.

Everyone waved farewell to Du Ruo.

Jing Ming couldn't make it too obvious. Momo was dragging at the end of the team. When she passed by, she whispered:

"Come back early."

"Oh." She whispered.

He walked away with the other boys, walking a distance, and pretended to look back unintentionally.

She was no longer there and went to the waiting area.

After Du Ruo sat down, she was pure for a while, thinking about her relationship with Jingming, and still had a vague sense of unrealism. After thinking about it, there is no clue, simply ignore it.

Boarding and taking off.

The seaside capital of Shenzhen was quickly thrown behind, and the brilliance and glory a few days ago had faded slightly.

Fall to the southwest border.

Bus, coach, motorcycle, mountain road, tossing all day, she finally returned to the dilapidated small mud house in the ravine.

For a while, it was like another generation.

When she got home, it was evening.

A dim light bulb was hanging in the middle of the hall, and the house was surrounded by old walls. The old newspaper on the wall was yellow and peeling. Shabby cooker, run-down tables and chairs. Walking through the hall into the room, there were three wooden cribs where the three generations lived together. The wooden wardrobes of the 1990s had long been indistinguishable from their original colors, and the cabinet doors were almost falling off.

Du Ruo softly said, "Isn't it sending money to the house? Why don't the beds and cabinets be replaced with new ones?"

"You can use it, don't waste it." Mom laughed. "I want to save you money."

She looked back at her mother, a mother in her forties, who was as old as Jing's grandmother. She felt an unspeakable sourness in her heart, put down her luggage, and turned to fire to cook and chop pigweed.

I didn't get used to farm work for a long time, and I was not used to it, I found my arm sore and uncomfortable before going to bed.

At night, Du Ruo was lying in a small bed, listening to the chronically ill grandmother moaning painfully in her sleep, and she did not fall asleep.

She rolled over quietly and took out her phone without any unread information.

Brushing down the circle of friends, Jing Ming posted a picture, a lamp, a computer, and a cup of tea half an hour ago. No text.

He is a person who never sends a circle of friends, and a long list of like messages explodes underneath.

He Wang: "See you for a long time, your **** finally made a circle of friends."

He Wang: "Pretend B!"

Wan Ziang: "See you for a long time, young literary men?"

Li Wei: "See you for a long time, I seem to see everything through."

Tu Zhiyuan: "I have seen 3 for a long time, and I express aggression."

Zhu Tao: "See 4 for a long time, and if you count it, there must be something wrong."

Until 27 ...

Du Ruo touched the small box of the message, wanted to like, forget about it, took the phone and turned to sleep.

In the next few days, she was at ease with her mother and uncle, helping her with the work at home, cooking and growing vegetables, feeding chickens and raising pigs, and was too busy to think about other things.

She has not contacted Jingming actively, and he has not taken the initiative to find her. I wonder if she is busy or faint.

He had once sent a message in the prime group, saying that he had met Mr. Yu Ruoyu. Yan Lao contacted him after watching their match in Shenzhen and decided to become a prime investor.

As soon as the news came out, Qun Li immediately boiled, leaving a few hundred messages for discussion.

Ke Du Ruo catches insects and weeds in the cornfield. It is night when he sees the news.

Tu Zhiyuan still asked in the group: "Hey? Where did Xiaocao go? It disappeared?"

Jing Ming replied, "Well, who knows."

It was four hours ago, and at this moment the group was quiet.

Du Ruo ignored him, put down his cell phone, and served meals.

A family of three sit around for dinner.

Halfway through the meal, she whispered, "Mom, do you remember Aunt Mingyi's son?"

Mother Du recalled: "Remember, it looks good."

Du Ruoba pulled the rice, and the corners of his lips secretly bent.

Mom He Shan smiled, "He refuses to come to our house for dinner, and he doesn't drink water. The child has a temper."

Du Ruo smiled, and then logged out of WeChat in the next few days.

After a week of inexplicable stalemate, when she went to bed that night, she suddenly received Jingming's text message: "When will you return to Beijing?"

Her ticket was the next day, but she replied: "Stay a few more days, why?"

No response on that end.

She held the phone and waited for two minutes, no fruit, clawed and threw the phone aside.

Just dropped, the screen is on.

The news came: "I'll see you tomorrow."

She almost fell off the bed in shock: "Don't come!"

He wondered: "Why? I want to play in the mountains."

She: "I am back tomorrow!"

He: "I don't believe it."

She was anxious: "Really. The return tickets for several of our provinces were all booked by Li Weitong. Don't believe you asking him. Didn't he tell you?"

he:"......"

"Fuck."

"I'll kill him!"

She was about to ask what was going on.

He: "Send the flight information."

She thought he didn't believe it and passed it.

He didn't say much, saying: "Get off early and catch the plane tomorrow."

She: "Oh."

He: "Good night."

She: "Ann."

Put down the phone and sleep peacefully.

The next day, she and her mother said goodbye and left the remote small village again and set off on the journey to the Beijing metropolis.

When the plane landed at the Capital International Airport, she suddenly remembered last year's scene. At that time, she took the train to Beijing West Railway Station and was lost in the turbulent crowd. She was confused, uneasy, excited, and stunned.

I remember now, with some emotion.

When she pulled out the suitcase and went out, she saw Jing Ming step in and waited for her at the exit.

She didn't know he was coming, she was a little surprised when she saw it from a distance.

He had no expression, his eyes locked on her lightly.

The two went to the same place, didn't speak for the first few seconds, and had not seen each other for a week.

She whispered, "Why are you here?"

"What do you say?" He was not polite and took the suitcase in her hand.

She felt warm, but he glanced up and down and said, "Tanned."

"Nowhere!" She said immediately.

Jingming: "It's just black."

She gave him a white glance, and he snorted.

The two didn't speak again, still a little awkward, as if they didn't know how to get along.

He dragged the box to the front, and she followed, taking a look at his tall back, and suddenly remembered that when he picked her up at the train station last year, he kicked him up.

He looked back at her in fog, but didn't ask, nor was he angry, instead reaching out and holding her tightly. Hold it, and change it into ten fingers again, gently lead her to the side, go side by side.

This pull, naturally, that little awkwardness disappeared in an instant.

...

Out of the airport, the heat wave came.

When walking to the parking lot, Du Ruo was already sweating.

And his swaggering orange sports car stands out. When she approached, the door opened automatically.

The two sat up on both sides, and the door closed, and he gave her a look of expression without a look, and slumped: "You just got out of the water?"

"I sweat very easily." She wiped the sweat from her mouth with the back of her hand. The next second, a pack of paper towels was handed over.

She took out a paper towel and wiped herself, saying to herself, "Beijing is so hot, the dormitory is probably stuffy."

He had just inserted the car key, heard this, and turned his head: "You live in my house."

She froze, with an expression of resistance or resistance: "I ... still go back to school--"

He interrupted: "My mom said I haven't seen you for a long time."

"……Oh."

"She made you stay a few more days."

Du Ruo was still hesitating.

He frowned: "Don't take the initiative to see her during the summer vacation, sorry."

"..."

She thought for a long time, indeed, she hadn't seen Aunt Mingyi. It's time to take a look at this summer vacation, so I nodded: "Okay."

He raised his eyebrows very finely, and froze a few moments, asking, "Did you miss me?"

"Ah?" She blushed, don't open your eyes.

"Say, miss me?"

"..." She couldn't escape, whispering, "Think."

He looked at her for a moment, with the corners of his lips bent, suddenly unfastening his seat belt and leaning over. He looked down at her lips, his eyes slowly moving up, slipping into her eyes, staring seriously. The meaning is very obvious.

She blushed, slowly moved up, and lightly touched his lips. Alas, soft.

He stared at her, still still.

"..." She touched her lips again, and this time, she squeezed his lips gently.

As soon as he released it, he caught up slightly, covering her lips, sucking softly.

He kissed each other's breathing more and more chaotic, and then he stopped, reluctantly let go of her, kissed her ear again, and whispered, "I want to kill you."

I miss you too, I miss you so much.

...

He arrived home at four o'clock in the afternoon, and Jing Yuanshan and Ming Yi both had jobs and were not there.

Du Ruo stayed in the guest room, just packed his clothes, and the phone rang.

Jingming: "Come to the study."

Du Ruo went out and saw Chen Ye prepared a large plate of fruit and lemonade ready to be brought upstairs, and said, "Give me, I just go up."

"Thank you, Miss Du." Chen Ye was not polite to her.

She went up to the third floor and nudged the door gently. "Open the door."

"No hands," said the man inside.

"I have something in my hand!"

Footsteps quickly approached.

Jing Ming opened the door and took the things in her hand and put them on the ground.

A pile of control boards, motors, joints, wires, housings, and batteries on the ground.

Du Ruo excitedly went to sit cross-legged and said: "A robot?"

"Um." He should answer.

There was a loud machine sound.

Du Ruo turned back, Eva ran from the corner, stopped next to the plate of fruit, rolled her eyes in a circle, and suddenly said, "What is this?"

Du Ruo's eyes widened in amazement: "She can speak?"

Jing Ming looked up: "Ah."

The next second, Eva turned around stupidly, raised her head to look at her, and her voice was waxy: "Who are you?"

Du Ruo was surprised: "I'm Du Ruo."

Jing Ming chuckled and rubbed his nose: "Are you stupid?"

Eva tilted her head and looked at Du Ruo for a while, and said to herself, "You girl have a bad temper."

Du Ruo :? ? ?

"I have a good temper," she said.

Eva looked at her for a moment and said a word: "Oh."

After that, Da Da went to Jingming.

"It's so cute!" She was softened by Eva, "When will she talk?"

He said, "I did it a few days ago. Oh, it's not difficult."

"But cute." She crawled over to see Eva, touched her little hand for a while, and touched her eyes for a while.

He glanced at her, who was close at hand, and his lips were slightly bent, continuing his work.

Du Ruo played with Eva for a while, then climbed to the corner, pointing to the bunch of robots: "Can I see?"

"Look." He looked indifferent.

She observed them one by one and was extremely serious.

He glanced at her from time to time, explaining, "You are looking at a sweeping robot now."

"Did you buy it, or did you make it?"

"I do all the sweeping robots in my house."

"Great," she asked secretly, "Which is your first robot?"

"Left hand side, black, 30 cm high."

"You were human for the first time?" She was surprised. "How old were you then?"

"Six or seven years old."

"Wow!" She sighed and turned on the switch. The robot slowly walked up, she poked, it was pushed to shake, but did not fall, she admired, "I knew the dynamic balance the first time I was a robot. It's really amazing."

He didn't say a word, held up a glass of lemonade, and the edge of the glass covered the slightly curved lips.

He put down his glass and said, "Come and eat watermelon."

"Oh." She sat back across from him, holding a watermelon and looking back at the bookshelf. "Have you read all the books here?"

"No. I saw it in the study next door."

"There is a study next door? I want to see it." She was curious.

"Go on," he said casually.

The study next door has three walled bookshelves.

Sure enough, after ten seconds, she heard a low exclaiming: "God!"

He sat on the floor playing with the robot components, and couldn't help laughing. He lowered his hands and rubbed his eyebrows. The smile at the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden, and he kept holding his teeth to bite his lips.

He didn't take it until he heard the sound of her footsteps returning, and was seriously doing what he was doing.

Du Ruo came in, sat down on the floor beside him, and asked, "May I help?"

Jing Ming gave her a bunch of joints and wires on the ground.

She took it over to assemble, and whispered, "Do you want your book to be read by outsiders?"

Jing Ming glanced at her: "Are you an outsider?"

She froze, her heart sharpened, and stopped talking, cheerfully crooked her head and continued to assemble the robot.

He glanced up at her, and lowered his eyes to do something seriously.

The two stayed until seven or eight in the afternoon. They didn't know that the sunset was out of the window and the sunset was full of sky.

Until a moment, Ming Yi's soft voice came from the door: "Xiao Jing, why didn't you see Xiao Ruo?"

The door was pushed open the next second.

When Ming Yi pushed open the door, she saw two children sitting on the ground, head to head, and lowering their heads together to get serious about the same robot. She stumbled, quite surprised.

Du Ruo was startled, raised his head stupidly, and smiled: "Aunt Ming Yi."

"Xiao Ruo is here." Ming Yi smiled. "I said I didn't see it everywhere." Again, "Forget the time, and go downstairs for dinner."

Jingming: "I see. Immediately."

Ming Yi knew he was busy, didn't say much, and closed the door.

When I came downstairs, I thought for a moment. It was quite unexpected. When did the two children get along so well?

In the room, Du Ruo didn't speak, and seriously helped Jing Ming to finish the work.

Jingming suddenly asked: "What were you nervous about just now?"

Du Ruo shuddered and laughed, "No, it was that someone suddenly came in, startled."

That being said, at that moment, my heart was inexplicably scared like a thief.

"I'm here, what are you scaring?" He said dissatisfied, and then reached out and touched her head again. "Go on, have dinner."