Chapter 183 Tossing and Turning

"I have a few days off, so I just want to go out and have a look. I haven't been to other places. I want to be closer to the city, so I came to see it." Huang Jingping walked over, "Welcome?"

"Welcome! Let's go to my house." Feng Yiping took the bag from her hand, put it on the back seat, pushed the car, and the two walked in together.

After entering the room, she led Huang Jingping around, "This house is so beautifully decorated, wow, you still have a computer!" She was immediately attracted by the computer on the desk.

"My uncle bought it for me, try it."

Huang Jingping sat on the swivel chair and wandered around, watching Feng Yiping turn on the machine, "This chair is also comfortable."

She turned to the other side of the window, she got up and walked over, "Is that the Yangtze River?"

Feng Yiping nodded affirmatively. Like Xiao Zhijie and the others, she didn't speak any more, just watched quietly.

The chassis creaked for a while, and finally reached the desktop of the blue sky and white clouds, "Okay!" Feng Yiping greeted Huang Jingping, who was still looking at the Yangtze River, with his hand resting on his chin.

"It's so beautiful!", she came back to her senses and said something.

"Yes, what is written in the book is definitely different from what I saw with my own eyes." Feng Yiping sat her on a chair and instructed her to turn on the music in the D drive. Without thinking, she directly opened the prayer tab. song.

"Our school also has a computer room, with a total of more than 20 computers, but we can only use the computer once a month, and at least two people have one." Huang Jingping talked about some things in the normal school, and Feng Yiping also said Talking about my situation in No. 1 Middle School, just like that, time passed quickly, and it got dark before I knew it.

Too bad, I have to go to school for evening self-study! Feng Yiping looked at his watch, almost half an hour had passed.

"Come on, let's go eat."

"Oh, my God, it's so late, don't you go to study at night?"

"Let's go to dinner with you first, and then I'll talk to the head teacher."

"Is there any food at home? Or cook it at home, you go to school first, we can eat when you come back, I can also cook!"

"That's fine. If you're hungry, eat some biscuits first. The food is in the refrigerator."

Feng Yiping also couldn't be polite, the teachers have been so angry recently, it's one thing to be late, but it's another thing to be absent from class for no reason.

He confessed, and hurried downstairs to ride his bicycle to school.

After parking the car, he took the initiative to walk towards Mr. Li's office. He walked in a hurry on purpose. On the way, he poured some water from the kettle into the palm of his hand and wiped it on his temples.

"Ms. Li," Feng Yiping entered the office a little out of breath—this is not an act, he just stepped out of the trot speed, he was really tired, Feng Yiping wiped the sweat from his face, "I'm sorry , there was a temporary delay at home, so I'm here now."

Teacher Li was grading homework, and seeing his sweaty face, "Well, I don't ask anything, just one, and it won't be allowed in the future."

"Yes, definitely!"

When we came to the classroom, everyone was doing their homework quietly. Liu Wenjun, who failed to apply for changing seats, asked in a low voice, "What's the matter today, it's the first time I'm late, and I'm still late for such a long time."

He tilted his head back slightly, "Secretary Zheng is on duty today, so your conduct points will be deducted!"

Zheng Jiayi in the back row is the senior regiment official in the class.

"Well, it should be deducted!" Feng Yiping was busy wiping the sweat off his face.

At this time, there was a prolonged cough from the back row. It was the cadre on duty reminding them not to talk!

Liu Wenjun immediately even let out his anger in a low voice, Feng Yiping was a little annoyed, and deliberately closed the desk hard, the crisp sound attracted the students in the class to look this way.

Zheng Jiayi stared coldly at the back of Feng Yiping's head for a few seconds, watching him start to do his homework as if nothing had happened, moved his mouth a few times, but finally remained silent.

For some reason, she felt that this classmate, who had never said a word to her, was a bit like her father. He usually had a good temper and was very gentle, but when it was serious, even the tough mother had to give in.

On the way home after evening self-study, Feng Yiping found a canteen that was still open, and bought the best toothbrush cups and towels from him.

When he came to the downstairs of the unit, he looked at the lights at home, and he stood quietly downstairs for several minutes before going upstairs.

There was a plate on top of the dishes on the dining table. Huang Jingping put her feet on the sofa and watched TV with a pillow in her arms. When she saw him enter the door, she smiled and said, "You're back, wash your hands first, I'll get the soup Just heat it up and eat."

This familiar scene made Feng Yiping a little dazed. He shook his head lightly and took a closer look. Huang Jingping walked over with a concerned expression, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, maybe I rode faster on the road just now." As soon as the words came out, I felt inappropriate.

Sure enough, Huang Jingping laughed when she heard that, and helped him to sit on the sofa, "What's the rush, I don't know how to run, so sit down first, and I'll pour you a glass of water."

Huang Jingping walked into the kitchen with a smile, Feng Yiping ran into the bathroom, rinsed his face with cold water, and then he felt sober, and found that the dirty clothes piled in the basin were gone, not even his underwear, he came out to take a look, Dirty clothes and boxer briefs are dancing on the hangers on the balcony!

"Did you do the laundry for me?"

"It was all washed in the washing machine, so I washed the underwear for you." When Huang Jingping said this, her face was a little red. "The dirty clothes that will be replaced in the future, put them in the washing machine, and there will be a smell."

"I wash more together, so you know how to save water!" Feng Yiping felt that the current rhythm was not right, so he made a joke on purpose.

"You, everything is reasonable." Huang Jingping packed the rice and put it in front of him, "Try the dishes I made. I made them in a hurry. I just made them before you came back."

There are three dishes and one soup in total, one stir-fried pork with chili, one stir-fried soft tofu with minced shallots, one braised fish section, one tomato and egg soup.

Feng Yiping tasted one by one, his mouth was full of dishes, unable to speak, he gave Huang Jingping a thumbs up.

"Really? Then eat more!"

Feng Yiping only ate a small bowl of rice, and helped to clean up the three dishes. Huang Jingping was very happy, and asked him while cleaning up the dishes, "You always deal with it indiscriminately!"

"No, it's just that I didn't fry so many dishes for one meal, and I didn't cook them as well as you." He took those from her hand, "Let me wash them! I bought towels and toothbrushes on the way back, and you can get some hot water first." Soak it."

"Hehe, you bought it. I was going to go out and buy it after you left, but I couldn't find my way back."

"There aren't many shops that are still open. I can buy whatever I want, so you can just use it!"

After washing the dishes, Feng Yiping sat on the sofa and watched TV, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, he finally went to the study, did not write, just looked at the dark Yangtze River outside the window.

"You are here," Huang Jingping was wearing a set of pajamas, wiping her hair with a towel, "Come, let me blow dry my hair!"

Feng Yiping followed her to the living room, sat on the sofa, held her long hair with his hands, pushed the hair dryer to the second gear, and blown it gently.

"Do I look better with long hair or short hair?"

"They all look good!" Feng Yiping could answer these questions with his eyes closed.

Huang Jingping chuckled in satisfaction, "But the hair is long, and the ends are easy to split."

"I don't think so, it's pretty good!" Feng Yiping held his hair up to his eyes and looked at it, resisting the urge to take a breath.

When it reached the top of her head, he couldn't bear to look at the collarbone below and the white sticky below, but his throat was a little dry.

Feng Yiping came out after washing, Huang Jingping turned off the TV, "Good night!" She said softly, and walked into the guest room with her head down.

Smelling the lingering fragrance in the room, Feng Yiping returned to the bedroom, it was almost eleven o'clock, but he didn't seem to be sleepy at all, but he turned off the light and went to bed immediately.

After tossing and turning for an unknown amount of time, he drank all the glass of water on the bedside and was still thirsty, so he went to the living room to pour water barefoot. When the glass was half full, he heard a soft "thump", and the light in the guest room was turned on. Ignoring the water and cups, I ran back to the room empty-handed.

Lying on the bed, I heard the door open over there, and then the sound of kicking footsteps, not toward him, but into the bathroom, after a while, the slight sound of footsteps returned to the guest room, and then, the sound of footsteps over there The door closed softly again.

ps: There is another chapter tonight.