Double sleep

Chapter 67

Before Ling Rusi could fully recover from her parents' attitude, a new incident happened to make her unable to recover.

On a certain day in March in Yangchun, the chill of midwinter has not faded away, and the spring is still shivering.Ling Rusi was sorting things out in the office, and by the way helped some poor students find a few part-time jobs with good pay.

After finishing the work at hand, I remembered that I hadn't eaten lunch yet.She took out her mobile phone from the desk drawer to check if the cafeteria was closing time, but saw seven missed calls displayed on the screen. She was used to turning her mobile phone to silent when she was doing things.

Turned on the phone to check for missed calls. Five of them were actually called. The other two were from the same unknown number. One was called at 11:30 am and the other was called at [-]:[-] am.

She called out Ranran's number and was about to call back. The office door was knocked twice and then pushed open. She saw that unexpectedly was holding a bright yellow plastic bag in her hand, which contained four packing boxes. The plastic bag said "Lee Kee Tea Restaurant".

Standing at the door and rushing at the takeaway in Ling Rusiyang's hand: "Canteen, or downstairs in the small garden?"

Ling Rusi got up, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, put it on and walked outside: "Little garden, the sun is pretty good today."

Ling Rusi walked out of the office and closed the door with his backhand. The office was on the third floor. The two ignored the elevator in tacit understanding and went down the stairs side by side.

He actually said, "The phone is on silent again."

Ling Rusi: "Well, what delicious food did you buy?"

Unexpectedly: "I wanted to ask you whether you want fried egg shrimp or dace in black bean sauce, but I bought them both when you didn't answer the phone."

Ling Rusi smiled at Unexpectedly, the sunlight came in through the window at the corner of the stairs, and just fell on Ling Rusi's side face, the dark pupils showed a light brown color under the sunlight, full of tears. Yingying's tenderness is so full that it will overflow.

Unexpectedly, under Ling Rusi's gaze, the hands carrying the takeaway couldn't help tightening, her throat rolled and couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, she leaned sideways and approached Ling Rusi, and whispered in her ear: "You look at me like this I won't be able to hold it."

The corners of Ling Rusi's eyes were affectionate and the corners of his mouth were slightly smiling, his eyes lightly slid across Ran's face, and he didn't answer.

When they arrived at the small garden, Ling Rusi called back the strange number while unexpectedly ordering takeaway.After connecting, I only heard Ling Rusi: "Hello, who called me before?"

Then there were a few simple "um", "oh", "okay", "goodbye", and I hung up the phone hastily.

He actually took apart the disposable chopsticks, rubbed the two chopsticks together to remove the sawdust on the chopsticks, handed it to Ling Rusi and asked casually, "Who is it?"

Ling Rusi took the chopsticks with downcast eyes, took a piece of chopsticks and slid eggs and shrimps into his mouth, and replied inarticulately: "It's for sales."

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Rusi finished the work in hand and sent a message to Lan, saying that he had something to deal with and left first, so that he would not have to wait for her after school.

At 03:30, the taxi stopped at a historic pedestrian street in the west of the city. Ling Rusi paid and got off, and walked in facing the fading sunlight.

She walked to the door of a small two-story tea house named "White Spoon", stopped and looked up at the two characters "White Spoon" written with a brush on the log-colored board. It looks very quaint.

Ling Rusi straightened his coat, raised his hand to straighten his forehead hair that was blown by the wind, and walked into the tea room.There was Guqin music playing in the room, Ling Rusi listened carefully, and the song was "Pingsha Luoyan".White smoke rises from the gilt-brass three-legged incense burner on the wooden counter by the door, and the smell of agarwood wafts into the nostrils.

There are not many guests indoors, there are two tables downstairs, one is reading a book, the other is studying the tea ceremony.There was no waiter in the tea room. When Ling Rusi walked in, the guests at the two tables only raised their eyes, and then each lowered their eyes and went about their own business.She stood by the door and searched around. After confirming that there was no one she was looking for downstairs, she went straight to the second floor.

When I went up to the second floor, I found that the area of ​​the second floor was not too big. There were four private rooms facing each other on the left and right sides. The small hollow panes of the wooden sliding doors were pasted with a layer of rice paper. The light shone through the paper, and people could be seen shaking.

Ling Rusi took out his mobile phone from his bag, and was rummaging through the number when a man in his fifties came out from the inner box on the right, wearing a knitted dark gray Chinese-style cardigan.Seeing Ling Rusi, he came over and asked softly, "Girl, we should find someone for tea."

Ling Rusi closed the phone and replied politely: "Hello, I have an appointment here to meet you, but I didn't see it downstairs, so come up and look for it."

The man stretched out his right hand to Ling Rusi: "Hi, I'm the boss here, my surname is Yan. Is there anyone you're dating downstairs? It should be the one in the bakery opposite."

Ling Rusi glanced at the opposite bakery: "Okay, thank you." After speaking, he stepped forward and tapped twice on the wooden sliding door.

"Please come in." A reply came from the private room.

Ling Rusi thought to himself: Yes.She turned around and nodded to the boss, gently pushed open the sliding door and walked in.

Ling Rusi walked in lightly, greeted the people inside, and sat down on the rattan futon on the ground.The person opposite pushed a cup of tea in front of her: "Try it, Junshan Yinzhen."

Ling Rusi thanked him, took a sip of the tea cup and put it down.

The person opposite asked, "How is it?"

Ling Rusi said truthfully: "I don't know much about tea, I just think it tastes sweet."

The person on the other side nodded, and poured himself a cup slowly: "Yes, most young people now drink coffee and milk tea, and many good things and traditions are slowly being lost."

Ling Rusi didn't take the pointed words, and cut straight to the point: "Uncle Ju, you didn't invite me to drink tea today, did you?"

Ju's father didn't rush to answer. He brought the tea cup to his mouth and took a sip. He closed his eyes and felt the taste of the tea soup released in his mouth, bitter, astringent, and sweet.After tasting, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Rusi.He didn't wear reading glasses today, and he wore a pair of flat lenses with silver-rimmed square frames on the bridge of his nose. Even so, they still couldn't hide the sharp scrutiny in his eyes behind the lenses.

Ling Rusi didn't dodge or dodge, she wasn't restless or annoyed, she calmly met Ju's father's gaze.She was already prepared, and after Ju's father finished saying that he recognized his daughter, she would reply in a beautiful and decent manner, and she could no longer be as dazed as before and didn't know what to say.

Ju's father raised his hand to push the glasses on the bridge of his nose, still looking at Ling Rusi with sharp eyes: "Mr. Ling, you must have difficulties, right?"

This is not a question, but an affirmative sentence.Without waiting for Ling Rusi's reaction, Ju's father went on to say, "House, car, job, household registration or money. Is there anyone who can help? Although my family is not very rich, I will try my best to help you."

Ling Rusi couldn't believe it: "Uncle Ju, I don't understand what you mean."

Ju's father took off his glasses and put them on the table: "Mr. Ling, you are a smart person. You are young, beautiful, capable, and have a lot of future prospects. You won't play around with children. You are still young, although your grades are very good. , but people are relatively simple, and I don’t understand many things that are deep in people’s hearts, and it’s also my fault that her mother and I don’t care less.”

"You are her teacher, so you must wish her well. She is ignorant and self-willed, making nonsense. I hope that Teacher Ling can work with our parents to help the child return to the right path. Poor parents, right?"

Ling Rusi couldn't recover for a long time, and she was a little dazed. She asked with confirmation: "Uncle Ju, I can understand what you meant just now. As long as I leave, you can open the conditions casually, right?"

The corners of Ju's father's mouth rose slightly, and it only took a few seconds for it to fall back to the normal arc: "Mr. Ling, don't think too much. We just hope you can persuade, actually, girls are the right way to get married and have children."

Seeing that Ling Rusi was silent, he took a sip of the teacup and continued, "We Chinese are still quite traditional in thinking. If you don’t marry and have children when you reach the age, your parents will also be poked in the back.”

"In our time, people would say that they were crazy, and they would be arrested. Although the society is more tolerant now, it can't violate human nature."

Ling Rusi looked at his father's polite, restrained but alienated face, and his father's words lingered in his ears, and he was knocked away as soon as the words entered his mind.

Here, she heard her father say: This is a disease, it must be arrested, it must not violate human nature, marriage and having children is the right way.

Over there, it repeatedly appeared in her mind that her father once invited her home for dinner. There was a square table for one person and one party. Her father gave her a piece of braised pork and said gently and tolerantly: Since other countries can even get married, it also proves that this is not a problem. reasonable thing.There is no violation of social order and good customs.It turned out to be our daughter. We have no way of judging right or wrong about this matter.We love her, don't fully understand, but obviously don't want to lose this daughter.In the future, whether you and I will be good or bad is your own choice.We can't say support, but we won't interfere either.

Unexpectedly, her father was sitting opposite her, and in her eyes slowly split into two, like Yin and Yang, one side is bright and the other is dark.Gradually, the two overlapped into one again, with the same face and the same voice, but different eyes hidden.

Ling Rusi felt that he was confused, and couldn't recover for a long time.It wasn't until her father stretched out his hand in front of her eyes and shook it a few times that she managed to regain her senses.She picked up the cold tea cup on the table and drank it all in one go, collected her thoughts and took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Ju, I have three suites under my name, Tianshi, Haishi and my hometown. Tens of thousands per level. I have been doing financial management, and the savings are not much, but enough. I am mediocre, with no great ambitions, and my only vision is to waste time with my lover."

"Many countries have passed same-sex marriage laws one after another. It's not unreasonable. It doesn't violate social order and good customs, right?" After speaking, Ling Rusi got up, picked up his satchel and coat, bowed to his father, and said, " Farewell" and left the tea room.

When I walked out of the tea room, the sky was faintly dark, although the beginning of spring had already begun, the days did not get longer because of this.The coldness of late spring is fierce, and the wind blowing at night in March still makes people feel bitingly cold.

Ling Rusi tightened her coat and was not in a hurry to go home. She wandered aimlessly along the pedestrian street, feeling a little tired and sat on a bench by the street to rest.The spring breeze came and went, making her dizzy and making her teeth tremble uncontrollably.Even so, she still had no intention of leaving, and just sat there watching the sparse crowd and the flickering lights across the street.

Until someone sat next to him, and a familiar accent came: "Did you find out, karma is something like this, it's recurring, it can't be avoided."

Ling Rusi shuddered, he didn't know whether it was from the cold or from being frightened by the people around him.She woke up in an instant, and stared at the old man next to him who was wearing a purple T-shirt and pink denim jacket. The old man's taste was unpredictable, and the only thing that remained unchanged was his hair bun and accent.When she saw the expert, she felt mixed feelings. She had a strong feeling that the old man in front of her was the manipulator of all the bizarre events that could not be explained, and if not, she was definitely the one who knew.

Ling Rusi stood up abruptly, firmly grasped the expert's arm, and pulled him up with brute force, without any intention of asking for the other's consent: "Let's go and have a chat."