When his hand rose halfway, he felt something was wrong, and Tao Ling patted Wen Qingying on the shoulder.
Wen Qingying raised his head again. His face was very calm, and he didn’t seem to have argued with anyone at all. He just looked at Tao Ling seriously, waiting for his intention.
Tao Ling cleared his throat and pointed at the side of his neck and then at his injury.
Wen Qingying’s expression remained unchanged. There was some dirt on his hands, but he didn’t touch his neck. He just touched his eyebrows lightly with the back of his hand and smiled again.
Fine.
Tao Ling knew Wen Qingying knew what he was doing, so he didn’t say anything else. He just looked down at him planting the China roses and ended up asking, “How did it break?”
Of course, there was no answer.
Tao Ling continued, “Let me think, I just saw a girl enter your shop. Was she your girlfriend? Did you guys fight? She scratched your neck, right? The little lady is quite energetic. How did the plant pot break? Did you do it, or did she? Young men shouldn’t have such a temper.”
“What a pity.” He looked at the broken porcelain pieces at the side, “These two pots should be quite pretty, with the color of the sky. In ancient times, this kind of blue was called azure.”
“I must be really bored, even starting a conversation with someone who can’t hear.” Tao Ling sighed, “I have to go back and write the report and work overtime. There is still a paper to be submitted to the religious studies conference that I haven’t written yet, and the curriculum for the second half of the semester, that platform course1classes open to students from different departments within the same college I have to teach.”
Even though that’s what he just said, he still stood there, unmoving.
The rose was replanted back into the flowerpot. At first glance, it can’t be seen that it has been ravaged, but after looking closely, it can still be seen that the two flowers on the edge are different. The edges of those flowers seemed to have been rubbed on the ground and had slight creases. Because the petals were too thin and white, the tissue at the creases looked transparent.
How pitiful.
And the transparent traces will turn black soon.
Not only pitiful, but also dirty.
Tao Ling noticed this because Wen Qingying touched the petal edge with his finger.
He raised his eyes and saw Wen Qingying staring at the flowers closely, as if he were in a trance. He couldn’t help but feel more sure that the girl just now was probably his girlfriend, and the two of them might have had a conflict.
“I’m leaving.” Tao Ling stood up.
Wen Qingying looked up at him with a blank expression and clear eyes. Tao Ling paused for a moment, thinking that the look was as pitiful as the flowers.
He took out his cell phone and started typing.
“Do you want to treat the wound on your neck?”
Wen Qingying saw clearly what he said and stood up, holding the flower. The height difference made Tao Ling feel a little oppressive.
Although Tao Ling wasn’t strong, he was still 1.81 meters tall, and he doesn’t like to smile very much. He was usually the only one who gave others a sense of oppression, so how could he let himself be oppressed? The situation at this time suddenly made him a little annoyed.
Fuck your pitifulness. Tao Ling involuntarily took a half-step back.
Then he continued typing: “Do you need my help? I’m going to the pharmacy at the end of the street to buy medicine. I’ll bring you iodine and band-aids on the way.”
Wen Qingying looked down at the bag in his hand.
The campus hospital doesn’t provide bags for medication prescriptions. Tao Ling just picked up an old one from the office before he left. It did have the words “Big Pharmacy” printed on it.
Without changing his expression, he continued to write, “I just remembered that I forgot to buy some medicine.”
Passing the phone over again, Tao Ling suddenly noticed that Wen Qingying was wearing a half-length apron. It was navy blue.
The tall and fit man wore an apron, yet the scene didn’t look out of place, even making the apron look a little better.
Just when Tao Ling pretended to look at the person casually, Wen Qingying put the flowers on the shelf, then patted the soil on his apron and looked around. He was probably looking for his cell phone, but suddenly forgot where he had left it.
Tao Ling was a little impatient when he saw this, and stopped typing. Regardless of whether he could hear it or not, he just said, “Wait.”
When he went out, Tao Ling suddenly felt that he was a fool.
The idiot Tao Ling ran to the pharmacy. There were too many people inside, and it took a quarter of an hour for him to come out with his purchases.
When he approached the door of the flower shop, Tao Ling suddenly didn’t want to go in.
After hesitating for a moment, he stopped.
There was a boy standing at the entrance, with one hand in his pocket and a rose in the other. He was looking up at Wen Qingying, swaying from side to side, as if he were acting coquettishly.
“Gege2“Big brother”, but could be used to refer to any older male, would you help me pick another one?”
Tao Ling stood behind and saw the boy reaching out to touch Wen Qingying. Wen Qingying stepped back and brushed the leaf off his own shoulder.
Damn little gay.
Tao Ling walked forward. Wen Qingying saw him, and smiled.
The boy turned around and saw Tao Ling sporting an indifferent expression, then frowned.
“Guest, do you want to buy flowers?” Tao Ling pushed up his glasses, “My didi3“Little brother”, could be used to refer to any younger male can’t hear you.”
“Can’t hear me?” The boy was stunned. “So that’s why.” He looked a little unhappy, but he couldn’t say anything else. He just raised his soft and smooth fingers and pulled another rose from the flower bucket.
Wen Qingying pointed to the payment code on the glass door, and then immediately looked at Tao Ling. Tao Ling caught his gaze and felt that the look was a bit cowardly.
He understood, passed by the boy, and entered the store.
After waiting for two minutes, the guest outside left.
Wen Qingying came in, pulled out a chair by the table, motioned for Tao Ling to sit down, and went to wash his hands at the sink at the back of the store.
“I’m telling you, boss, you have too many peach blossoms4slang for admirer, usually in a romantic way,” Tao Ling said. He sat on the chair and could see Wen Qingying’s movements through the half-open door.
Wen Qingying washed his hands dazedly. He was especially focused on the task, only leaving his silent back for Tao Ling. The half apron was still on him, and the belt was tied tightly around his waist, so that his waistline was clearly exposed.
But the person didn’t seem to realize it.
Don’t look at anything inappropriate.
Tao Ling lowered his head and played on his phone.
After a while, Wen Qingying came out, picked up the phone, and typed, “Thank you, sir, sorry for bothering you.”
“You’re welcome.” Tao Ling said, picking out the medicine, “Can I help you apply iodine?”
Wen Qingying just blinked. Who knows if he understood or not.
Tao Ling simply pointed at his collar and made a tugging motion.
Wen Qingying nodded without hesitating, and dragged the stool behind the table over. He sat sideways in front of Tao Ling, unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, and exposed the side of his neck to him.
“Hiss.” Tao Ling saw the wound clearly, shook his head, and asked in vain while dipping a cotton swab in iodine, “Isn’t your girlfriend too harsh? Doesn’t she feel bad? A bite would look better than a scratch like this… ”
“Tsk, what am I talking about?”
Tao Ling was born without knowing about the word “gentle.” The moment the cotton swab touched the wound, he realized that his hand was too heavy and couldn’t help but give in.
Wen Qingying seemed to feel no pain, and his body was still relaxed without moving at all.
The cotton swab rolled over the entire wound, and the side of the neck was stained with a large patch of a strange color, dark brown, highlighting Wen Qingying’s cold white skin.
Tao Ling threw away the cotton swab and fanned him with his hands, hoping to make the iodine dry faster. He moved too much, and his fingertips suddenly bumped into the hand Wen Qingying used to hold onto his shirt.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Tao Ling apologized hastily.
Wen Qingying tightened his grip on the collar slightly and smiled at him.
After the other person turned his head away, Tao Ling suddenly pursed his lips, and his Adam’s apple moved twice uncomfortably.
After Wen Qingying’s injury was taken care of, Tao Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
The relief was for himself.
After throwing away the messy stickers and cleaning the table, Tao Ling borrowed Wen Qingying’s bathroom to wash his hands. After washing, he came out and saw Wen Qingying arranging a pile of dried flowers.
“I’m leaving now.” Tao Ling picked up the bag and medicine, poked Wen Qingying on the shoulder, pointed to the door of the store, and waved to him.
Just as he turned around, his wrist was grabbed.
