Chapter 22: The Thrill of Grace (I)
The moonlight is like water, and the wilderness is silent.
The man was covered in droplets, standing in such a scene, like a wild and silent painting.
The visual impact was too great, and Jinzhi and Zhuang Chong were stunned for a while.
At this time, the man put down the bucket in his hand and pulled a towel down from the clothesline next to him. He shook his head vigorously and shook the water from his hair before wiping it with a towel before turning around.
All three were stunned.
The night was hazy, and there were no lights, but his angular face could be faintly seen. Like that lean and strong muscle, it is full of masculinity.
"You ...... Who is it? He spoke, in a deep, deep voice.
Jin Zhi: "Hello, we are looking for Nie Chuhong, he is a teacher here. β
The man was silent for a few seconds, put down the towel in his hand, and looked directly at them: "I am Nie Chuhong." What's the matter with me? β
Zhuang Chong didn't speak as usual. Jinzhi was taken abackβshe really couldn't connect the man in front of her with the delicate and slightly sad writing and the dexterous hands that pasted many beautiful petal paintings.
"Really?" She asked subconsciously.
When the man heard this, he smiled faintly. Putting the towel on the rope, he bent down to clean up the bucket on the ground, and replied in a flat tone, "Well, fake." I have nothing to do here in the middle of the night to pretend to be the little-known Nie Chuhong and tease you. β
Jinzhi didn't expect this rough man's mouth to be quite powerful. But she also understood that the person in front of her was Nie Chuhong. So she said, "I'm Xie Jinzhi." This is my colleague Zhuang Chong, and we are here together. β
The man's movements paused, and he looked up at her.
"You say...... Are you Jinzhi? β
For some reason, seeing his reaction like this, Jinzhi's mood suddenly improved, and he smiled slightly: "No." Fake. I've run thousands of kilometers without a good time, pretending to be the little-known Xie Jinzhi here to tease you. β
Zhuang Chong on the side laughed lowly.
Nie Chuhong didn't laugh at all. He was silent for a while, then suddenly reached out and grabbed a shirt from the clothesline, and put it on his body in three or two strokes. He pulled down another pair of pants and immediately turned his back to them and put them on. Then he walked to the corner of the courtyard and reached out and tore the light bulb on the wall.
The orange light instantly sprinkled the entire courtyard. He turned to look at them. And Jinzhi also saw his appearance more clearly.
A gray shirt and black trousers were attached to his slightly damp body. Under the short damp hair, there is a very handsome wheat-colored face. The sword eyebrows and starry eyes are outlined like ink. He stood very straight and also tall. His feet were still bare, and he didn't wear shoes. The big soles of his feet just stepped on the dark brown mud in the courtyard.
He glanced at Zhuang Chong, nodded, and then his gaze fell on Jinzhi's face.
Jinzhi looked at him and smiled slowly. Looking at this person, the person who has never been masked but has been friends for a long time, an inexplicable warmth welled up in his chest.
And he stared at her and smiled.
"Wouldn't it be nice to have friends from afar?" He said slowly, with a heavy light in his eyes, "I seem to see that the flowers all over the mountain are about to bloom." β
Jinzhi was moved in his heart and didn't speak. Even Zhuang Chong's emotions seemed to be infected by this man, raised his head, and looked at the dark mountain in the distance.
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In fact, Xie Jinzhi didn't know much about Nie Chuhong before. I only know that his family conditions are not bad, and he was the first talent in the computer department of Jiangcheng University. After graduating, he plunged headlong into the west and worked for five years. I haven't had a girlfriend yet.
He was a different kind of person who lived only for his persistence.
And today, seeing him as a real person and the environment in which he lives, the impressions in Jinzhi's heart seem to have become more real and fuller.
The place where Nie Chuhong lives is a room in the school. Jinzhi once wondered if it would be very simple and hard. But that's not the case.
The room is not big, but clean and tidy. The walls are painted with yellow mud common in the countryside, but it is probably also Nie Chuhong's skillful hand, the rugged wall with the crimson wooden window, and the old wooden bed in the corner of the wall, but there is a rough and classical beauty. There are even two hides and a few animal teeth hanging on the wall, adding a bit of wildness to the room. Zhuang Chong's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he praised "" in a low voice.
Jinzhi and Zhuang Chong sat down at a small square table, and Nie Chuhong opened the hot water bottle and made two cups of hot tea.
He sat down across from them, his arms resting on the armrests of the wicker chair, making him even taller and straighter.
"This is the wild chrysanthemum I took the children to pick, you can taste it."
Jinzhi and Zhuang Chong both took a sip, only to feel the fragrance.
"Why didn't you notify me? I'll pick you up at the train station in advance. He said.
Zhuang Chong was silent as usual, and Jinzhi just smiled: "No." β
He looked at her, his eyes dark: "I'm a man, what's the matter if I run?" β
Jinzhi: "It's really fine. Zhuang Chong also nodded: "Meaningless." β
He smiled warmly and nodded.
The three of them chatted briefly for a while. So Jinzhi learned that there are nearly 20 students in the school this semester. In addition to Nie Chuhong, there is also a male teacher, who is also a volunteer. Probably because they are both very responsible and relatively knowledgeable, several nearby villages are willing to send their children over. Their salaries are meagre and certainly not enough. Fortunately, there is no shortage of fields in the countryside, and the two men can do it themselves, and they can also have enough food and clothing. Occasionally, I took on some programmer tasks, earned money, and even helped the students' families.
After listening to his introduction, Jinzhi felt that they were actually living a very happy life. This made her look at Nie Chuhong and feel even more appreciative.
At this time, Nie Chuhong asked again, "Why do you have time to come over recently?" β
Zhuang Chong was already a little familiar with him, and replied, "Please leave." β
Jinzhi smiled lightly: "It's still a paid holiday, and I'm very happy." β
Nie Chuhong propped himself on the arm of the chair with one hand, and his fingers lightly pressed his chin. Wen Yan looked at her and slowly smiled. Even if Jin Zhi rarely pays attention to the man's appearance, he can feel his smile and his movements at this moment, with a strong mature masculine flavor. And his eyes were dark and deep, as if he was hiding something she couldn't see.
She subconsciously avoided his gaze.
After running around all day, after a short time, Jinzhi covered his mouth and yawned, and Zhuang Chong also raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.
Nie Chuhong stood up, patted Zhuang Chong's shoulder, and said, "Brother, you will be here with me today for the night." β
Zhuang Chong: "Okay. β
He looked at Jin Zhi again, and his low voice softened a little: "There is a family not far away, and an eldest lady lives with her little grandson. If you are wronged, you will go there for one night first, and tomorrow I will clean up the house for you at school. β
Jinzhi is naturally the least picky, and replied: "I don't care, as long as there is a place to lie flat." β
Nie Chuhong was slightly surprised. After all, Jinzhi looks so handsome, and her clothes look graceful and ladylike. I didn't expect her to act like a boy so much.
"You are willing to wronged yourself, but I can't." He said, "Send you over." I'll pick you up early tomorrow morning. β