Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Hotel accommodation - I cooked a meal for the male god when he was ill, and he pestered me. Can you stay with me?

I cooked a meal for the male god when he was ill, and he pestered me. Can you stay with me?

1

I first noticed him the night before the start of the second year of senior high school. It rained heavily, thundered and thundered, and the school suddenly lost power. Teachers go to the office to chat because they can't attend classes.

I sat in the penultimate row near the corridor window and looked out. The corridor is full of classmates, with loud ears and no music outside, surrounded by many playful classmates in the class.

No one is not cheering, but happy that there is no class and no need to listen to the teacher's nagging at night.

Suddenly, someone bumped into me, and the mp3 player in the drawer fell to the ground, and the music in the earphone came to an abrupt end.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." He said to me apologetically.

I looked up at the strange male classmate next to me. In the dark, without glasses, you can only see his general appearance through the emergency lights outside the corridor.

Freshmen who just transferred in this semester? Behind him is Zhu Tong Zhuo whom I know but don't know very well. Freshman didn't say a few words. I think two people were fighting and accidentally bumped into me.

"It doesn't matter." I smiled at him, then bent down to get my mp3 player, but it was dark under the desk, and I couldn't see anything.

"What are you looking for?" He asked me.

“mp3。”

"I'll help you find it. Wait a minute. I seem to ... "

I only heard a click, and he took out a broken mp3 player under his feet?

"I'll give you money!"

I heard his anxious tone. Although I feel a little distressed about my mp3 player, I shook my head: "No, I have used it for a long time. I can exchange it for a new one this time."

He insisted, "No, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

I thought about it: "Why don't you give me half the money and I'll buy another one myself?"

"No, I'll give you money!"

Seeing his persistence, I can't say anything more.

Instead of fighting with others, he sat next to me.

"I transferred from other places this semester. My name is Ning Ren, Ren. "

I smiled at him and whispered, "My name is Yu Qing."

The electricity was still not fixed that day, and it didn't take long for the school to inform us to go back.

Coincidentally, I actually met him downstairs in the rental house. Only then did I know that I rented a building from him. I live on the third floor and he lives on the sixth floor. But before that, we never paid attention to each other.

The lights in the corridor hit our faces brightly. When he spoke, I looked up at him, but I couldn't help blushing. He is a handsome young man.

"Great, we can go to school together. I can ask you if I don't understand any homework."

He grinned at me, but I was afraid to look at him.

The next day, he came back from evening self-study, knocked on my door, holding the mp3 he promised me the day before, but it was obviously much better than mine.

"I can't find the same one, and I'm not sure what you like, so I chose one I like. what do you think? If you don't like it, I will change it? "

"Yes, but this is more expensive than mine. I can't stand it. "

He put the mp3 in the box, pushed it on me, looked me straight in the eye and said, "My grades are not good, and I will definitely bother you and ask you questions in the future. Consider it my tuition. I have put your memory card in. " Then he grinned at me, patted me on the shoulder and went upstairs.

Although he said so, he never came to me once to ask about his homework. Not only did he not come to ask, but no one saw him much except during class.

2

I didn't go back to my hometown during the National Day holiday, because my parents were working in other places, so I called them and lived in a rental house.

On the second night of the holiday, when I was about to go to bed, someone knocked at the door. I opened the door, and he stood in front of me in a T-shirt, shorts and slippers, his face ruddy.

He leaned his hand against the door and was weak. He asked me with a thick nasal voice, "Do you have any cold medicine? I seem to have a little fever. "

I raised my hand reflexively to touch his forehead, and he took a step back subconsciously. As a result, my hand hung stiffly in mid-air.

He smiled slightly sheepishly and explained, "Well, I don't like physical contact with others very much. Sorry. "

I shook my head to hide my discomfort and turned to rummage through the drawers. He whispered "thank you" behind me.

A few minutes later, I brought him a cold medicine in a green box. "I bought this last month. Please read the instructions and eat it. "

He nodded, turned around, just climbed a few steps and came back, with his hand against the door I was about to close.

"Huh?" I don't understand.

He hesitated and asked shyly, "Jade Qing, do you have anything to eat?" I slept for two days ... "

When I saw his pitiful appearance, I couldn't help feeling a little funny.

"There is no fast food, but if you don't mind waiting for a few minutes, I can give you a bowl of noodles."

He nodded like a garlic and made me laugh directly.

"Then you go up first and I'll bring it to you later."

"Well, I eat everything, don't pick! But if you can, I want to eat something heavier ... "

I put down a bowl of noodles, chopped two or three small red peppers I bought today, and minced meat, and mixed them in the bowl for him.

When I went up, his door was ringing and there was no movement inside.

After entering, I found that the layout of the sixth floor was completely different from the following floors. The house he rents is three times larger than mine. No wonder there are only two on this floor.

I took a cursory look. There are two rooms, a living room, a bathroom, a kitchen and a balcony. There is also a large LCD TV in the center of the living room. I thought the boy's place would be a little messy, but I didn't expect him to be very tidy here.

I saw the door of a bedroom open. I put my face on the table. I looked over and he fell asleep in bed.

I didn't go in and knock. He gave me an ambiguous look and frowned, as if to say, why are you in my house?

"Noodles, I'm ready."

He reacted and grinned at me.

"Wow, it smells good ~" He came out rubbing his eyes and sat down in front of me.

In a short time, the bowl of noodles was finished by him. When he bowed his head to eat noodles, I saw a tuft of hair on his head. I always feel childish and lovely when I think of the dullness in the hair of anime characters.

I looked down at my wrist watch. 1:03.

He took out a paper towel, folded it neatly, and then wiped his mouth.

"It's delicious. Thank you for cooking for me so late." He grinned at me.

I smiled faintly and said to him, "It's so late, so I'll go back first. Good night. "

three

Since that bowl of noodles, my relationship with him seems to have changed a little.

After school, he chatted with other boys in the corridor. When he saw me sitting in my seat staring blankly out of the window, he would occasionally go to the window and say a few words to me.

On weekends, he will use various excuses to eat.

He is not close to other girls in the class except me. I know, not because I am special to him, but because I can cook.

When class is over, I occasionally hear someone calling my name in the corridor. When I looked up, he was chatting happily with the boy who called my name. As soon as I looked up, he would go to the windowsill, rub my head with his hand and say, "Look, we are brother and sister. Isn't it, sister? "

I didn't speak, just smiled at each other to hide my inner loss.

It was New Year's Day after the National Day, and it rained heavily that day. It was as heavy as the night I first noticed him, but the thunder was louder.

At ten o'clock, he knocked on my door.

He is wearing a gray short sleeve and a pair of gray slacks, plus those slippers that I know all too well.

He said, "Qing, do you want to see a movie?" I don't understand why he took such a cautious tone.

I smiled and nodded to him, and his expression gradually relaxed.

I said, "Jia Ning, you should put on another coat. You will catch a cold. "

Hearing this, he smiled at me for a long time with red eyes. There is a grievance that is not cherished in that smile.

I followed him, step by step, and went into his house, only to find that there was no light on, and there was a comedy on that huge LCD TV. At this point, the role played by the male star is swinging the sausage mouth.

"I'll play it again."

I didn't tell him that I had seen the film a long time ago.

I sat cross-legged on the sofa and he sat next to me. He said, can you turn off the light?

I said softly, yes.

Neither of us watched the program on TV. No matter how funny the plot is, everything seems to have nothing to do with us.

He leaned gently on my shoulder and I felt the wet liquid dripping on me.

"Today, my half-brother was born. But I'm not happy at all. Do you think I'm bad ... "

At that moment, all my previous questions about him were solved.

Why does he never come home? Why did he go out to rent such a big house alone? Why has he never mentioned his family? ...

"No, Jia Ning is a very kind and kind person."

"Jia Ning will carefully select mp3 players for me, praise my cooking seriously, come to eat with me and bring me a lot of delicious food, and worry that I will be criticized by others to protect me in front of everyone."

"This kind of peace, in my eyes, is so good that others are hard to blame."

Finally, I heard his last choked breath, scratching my heart like a feather in my ear. How can we make the teenagers around us feel more concerned and let him know how good he is?

At the end of the movie, I thought he was asleep. He suddenly said, "Are you so kind to everyone?"

I was dazed and didn't know how to answer.

"Can you stop being so nice to everyone ... can you be nice to me?"

My face turned red. I looked at him. He closed his eyes and fell asleep on the sofa. The light on TV hit his face, and he felt very gentle. It's thundering outside, and I'm surrounded by people I want to be close to most.

four

Near the summer vacation of senior three, my mother called and asked me if I wanted to spend some time with them in other places. I looked at Jia Ning, who was working on a fishing rod, and asked him in a low voice why he did it.

He said "fishing" to me silently, as if a child were studying the toys in his hand.

I told my mother not to go this year, because I am a senior in high school and start school early.

After hanging up the phone, Jia Ning excitedly rummaged around on my balcony, and soon took a small pink bucket.

He rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, and his eyes became a crack when he smiled at me. He said, "Qing, my brother will take you fishing."

Then we went to a river in the suburbs.

Finally, I didn't catch any fish, but Jia Ning fell into the ditch and was covered in mud. Finally, I was pulled in. We are both covered in mud, and the driver is afraid to drive us. We can only get close for an hour.

It was dark the day after I came back. When I went downstairs, I suddenly saw a girl with curly hair and a pink dress squatting at the door.

I stepped forward, bent down and patted the girl on the shoulder.

When she got up slowly and looked behind me, her big confused eyes lit up.

What are you doing here?

I heard Jia Ning's voice behind me. He came up to me and looked at the girl in front of me like a doll.

"Chen Yi told me you were here, so I just ..."

Jia Ning turned to me and said, "Go back first."

I nodded and walked past the girl. Suddenly, a sharp eye crossed my face, burning with pain. I'm wearing this mud and I can't wait to find a hole to turn in.

A few hours later, Jia Ning knocked on my door.

"Qing, I'm hungry." He smiled at me.

We had a relatively quiet meal. After dinner, I washed dishes on the balcony and he played mobile games in the house.

"She is a friend who grew up with me. She dated for a while before she transferred to another school, and then she transferred to another school and broke up. Her parents have a good relationship with my mother, and my mother told her that I was there, and she came to me. "

I paused and didn't speak.

Why did he tell me? In what capacity did he say that?

I don't know what they talked about, but I haven't seen that girl since.

After the third year of high school, he dragged me to school early, occupying the first row position. This time, my deskmate became him.

He picked up the new book, signed his name heroically, and then suddenly said to me, "Qing, let's go to the same university."

I turned to look at him and asked, "Why?"

He snapped his fingers and said, "You can buy vegetables, cook my favorite dishes, clean up, have a good temper ... not too good around you."

I frowned and my face was covered with black lines. "Jia Ning, to be honest, do you have Oedipus complex?"

He rubbed my head with tenderness in his eyes. "Yes, yes, you have a lot of maternal love, I lack love. Who can you save if you don't save me? "

I was a little lost, and a little emotion came up at once. I patted his hand and said, "You are so annoying!" "Then I put on headphones to listen to music and ignored him.

He murmured, "why are you still losing your temper?" This has never happened before ... I told you that you would hurt your ears if you spoke so loudly. " Said and pulled off my headphones.

"What are you doing?"

"Listen to this song." He put on headphones.

He asked me, "Why do you like listening to Cantonese so much?"

I chuckled and didn't know how to say, "I just like it, but I can't tell why I just like it."

I looked thoughtfully at his side face and said, "I have seen a sentence somewhere else,' You must have fallen in love with any environment the first time you saw him, and anyone felt the pain of parting'. What do you think is falling in love with someone? "

He turned to look at me and frowned. "What did you say just now? I didn't hear it. "

I shook my head and smiled helplessly.

five

In the first semester of senior three, we go to and from school together, eat and do homework together, and listen to songs and watch movies together. We did a lot of things together, but they all ended in the winter vacation of senior three.

One night, my sister suddenly called me. She said that my father borrowed a lot of money behind my mother's back to do business with friends and entered usury. Now my business is losing money, and I can't pay it back.

My chopsticks fell to the ground, and Jia Ning asked me what was wrong. I managed to squeeze out a smile and hung up.

He touched my forehead. "I don't have a cold. Why is your face so bad? "

I shook my head and urged him to go back quickly, saying that he wanted to take a bath. He reluctantly left, and he kept saying, "Why are your eyes always jumping today ..."

I stood at the door watching him leave and stopped him when his back disappeared. "Jia Ning, eat well in the future, you know?"

In some dark corridors, I clearly felt that he was smiling at me. "I thought it was you."

I said softly, "That's right."

That day, I left without telling anyone to catch the train at night. My sister said she would wait for me at the finish line.

On the night I left, I stood on the platform and saw a big round moon hanging in the sky, surrounded by stars.

On such a romantic night, there should be many beautiful things happening, but at this time I am constantly fleeing from a group of people I don't know.

I don't know what will happen if Jia Ning finds out I'm not here. Will she be sad? Will she come to me? But without me, there will be others around him.

I'm just a little sad, not irreplaceable.

The year after I left, I secretly contacted my cousin and said on the phone that a group of people went to their hometown and smashed my home.

She also said that she saw a tall, thin and handsome boy who often came to see me. The boy asked her to tell him if I came back or contacted her.

My sister came back from work and saw me crying with a phone. She hurried to my side: "Did those people find us?"

I choked and shook my head. "Sister, I really want to go to school."

My sister gritted her teeth and asked her ex-boyfriend who fell in love with her in high school to help me transfer to the original high school.

Senior three went back to school for another year and finally went to a school in the south. After that, I didn't hear my cousin tell me that he would come to me again, and the usurer didn't come again.

It took me a long time to get that man to tell me to change Yu Qing into A Qing, but now I can't hear him call me that anymore. Later, someone called me that, but none of them sounded as good as him.

I don't think I will ever meet a person who always bullies me, is really kind to me, likes to eat my cooking, and always sticks to a bunch of idiots after waking up. I occasionally wonder if he likes me, too, but I don't say it.

I came out as an intern in my senior year and worked in a law firm. I didn't expect to meet a girl who met me downstairs in the rental house many years ago at the door of the office.

six

She stopped me and called my name hesitantly. I frowned and asked her, "Hello, who are you?"

"You forget that we met downstairs in the house you rented," she said to herself anxiously when she saw that I didn't respond. "It was the girl with long curly hair and a pink dress who came to Jia Ning."

My eyes dimmed, but I smiled politely at her: "Sorry, I don't remember."

I'm not okay. I always want to escape when I meet something I can't face.

She sighed and said to me, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember me. I just want to say that Jia Ning has been looking for you for many years. Why didn't you tell him when you left? "

I suddenly felt sour eyes and turned to look at the green vegetation on the roadside.

"Is he all right?"

She said flatly, "No!"

I didn't say anything.

"If you had seen him then, you would have known how bad he was."

That night, I went back to log in to the social account he applied for me a long time ago, the number I knew by heart but never dared to log in.

As soon as he logged in, he saw countless messages from others, and his face suddenly became the first unread message.

I clicked on it and found that the latest news was six months ago. (Novel title: "He lives in the moonlight", written by Chen Changjiu. )