6 Chapter 6
Shang Mingbao's heart jumped suddenly, and he looked back. Waiting for him? What are you waiting for him to do?
Xiang Feiran didn't say anything, and walked straight to his bedroom. When he pushed the door open again and came out, he carried a softshell jacket in his hand, black with a thin fleece liner.
The wind rushed forward, and with the scent of the night and his breath, stood in front of her breath.
He handed over the clothes: "Put it on, it's cool at night." β
Shang Mingbao turned his head to look at the western-style building that was not many steps away, and then looked back at him: "No...... Go back to sleep? β
Seeing that she didn't answer, Xiang Feiran let go and threw the clothes into her arms very casually: "If you want to see flowers." β
Shang Mingbao hurriedly caught it, unfolded it with his neckline, and draped it over his shoulders.
Xiang Feiran: "Wear it well." β
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Damn nosy middle-aged man!
Shang Mingbao dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he had to obediently put his arm into his sleeve. Under the gaze of the other party with full concentration, he honestly closed the zipper again.
His clothes were large, with a certain refreshing scent, and he embraced her loosely and warmly.
Xiang Feiran stretched out his hand: "Flashlight." β
Shang Mingbao handed the flashlight over again. Xiang Feiran pushed the switch, stopped the light on the evening primrose, and said casually: "The piece in front of you is called seaside evening primrose, willow leaf vegan, evening primrose, and some places are also called sea hibiscus, native to the Gulf of Mexico in North America, and are mainly introduced and cultivated in South China as an ornamental plant. Evening primrose is very vigorous and is already a very common wild species, such as here. β
"What is Yisheng?" Shang Mingbao asked.
"In layman's terms, you can understand it as a plant jailbreak. Plants that have been introduced by the norm are often artificially cultivated in botanical gardens, gardens, or agricultural sites, but their seeds have escaped from human control, taken root in the wild, completed the self-renewal of genes, and established their own free kingdom. β
Shang Mingbao's face was stunned, as if he had something to say.
"How?"
"Uncle, you know a lot." She came from the bottom of her heart.
And you could have said such a long thing?
She praised very sincerely, but the other party's face turned a little cold.
Shang Mingbao was a little embarrassed, and took care of himself to continue the topic: "So, what I picked yesterday was really a wild flower, not you coaxed me." β
"I don't have to coax you." Xiang Feiran whispered: "Here is the sea across the mountain, the climate and soil are very suitable for it, out of the yard and walk up the mountain fifty meters, there is a bigger piece." β
"Why is it called evening primrose?"
The light of the flashlight shone on the bright yellow petals: "The answer to the puzzle is on the riddle." β
Shang Mingbao understood: "Because they only bloom at night and can only be seen by the moon, so!" She clenched her fists and clapped her palms, as if she had suddenly realized, and her tone was very excited.
Some people smiled so little that they didn't intend to be discovered.
"That's right. However, the evening primrose is not strictly limited to opening at night, and there are also those that bloom both day and night. β
"It's a good loss to open at night, no one is watching." Shang Mingbao muttered.
Xiang Feiran looked back, his eyes brushed over her face, and he said casually: "No loss, you are watching." β
He also said some "common sense" about evening primrose, a world that Shang Mingbao had never seen before. The low, prostrate at her feet, but so beautiful.
They have even built their own little kingdoms.
But Xiang Feiran didn't stay with her for long, and after Xingzhi finished speaking, he handed the flashlight back to Shang Mingbao: "Okay, you take your time and don't knock on the door except for something terrible." β
Shang Mingbao: "......"
The sense of turmoil is gone!
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Look at the flowers romanticly, get up early to hell.
At five o'clock the next morning, when the alarm went off, Shang Mingbao just wanted to strangle himself.
Fang Suining had already gone out to practice her voice, she deliberately picked this time to get up, just to return the jacket in a low-key manner.
I fell asleep at three o'clock last night, so sleepy, and I couldn't stand on my feet with a toothbrush in my mouth at the moment. After pouring two handfuls of cold water to sober herself, she changed into her home clothes and went to the sky with no face.
The first rays of morning light had not yet crossed the ridge, and there was a grayish silence in the courtyard, except for the kitchen smoke rising into a pale blue mist.
Aunt Lan, who was about to go to the backyard to feed the chickens, saw her and asked with a smile, "Morning, so early today?" Did Sui Ning quarrel with you? β
Several of their workers have a very good impression of her, although she has only stayed for two days, she behaves modestly and politely, and does not see the eldest lady.
Shang Mingbao tightened the jacket in his hand, pointed to the closed door, and asked softly, "Is he awake?" β
Aunt Lan laughed and deliberately lowered her voice: "I'm still sleeping, don't make any noise about him, he gets up very angry, and no one can serve him." β
Is it still too early? Shang Mingbao got up in vain, yawned and was about to turn around and leave, but a door in front of him suddenly opened, revealing Xiang Feiran wearing a gray hoodie.
"Yes." He coughed, his voice hoarse.
Shang Mingbao hurriedly covered the remaining half of the yawn. She has a bit of a girl's reserve and the baggage of a beauty.
"Yo?" Aunt Lan was taken aback: "So early today?" β
"Didn't sleep." Xiang Feiran cherished words like gold and handed her a look.
Aunt Lan understood, and walked away with a very discerning excuse. There were only two people left in the empty yard, not even a chicken. Last night's evening primrose had been defeated for the most part, and Shang Mingbao stood in front of the flowers and looked at him, his heart was tight, and he forgot what he was going to do for a while.
Xiang Feiran supported the door frame with one hand, and habitually carried the other hand in the pocket of dark gray sweatpants, "Looking for me?" β
Shang Mingbao nodded.
After two seconds, he didn't wait for the next step, and Xiang Feiran patiently asked, "So, what are you looking for me?" β
Shang Mingbao woke up like a dream, and hurriedly walked through Buting. When she came to him, she raised her face: "The clothes will be returned to you." β
Xiang Feiran took the jacket and said nothing. Shang Mingbao pulled the cuffs halfway through his palm, and said actively and embarrassedly: "I haven't washed it yet, I won't wash the clothes......"
The brain, which had been running all night, finally convulsed in this sentence, and Xiang Feiran laughed very softly: "Miss, no one wants you to wash your clothes by hand." β
"I know, I mean......" Shang Mingbao was embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it.
"You mean, the clothes you wore should be washed and then returned to me, but you are a guest, and you are embarrassed to call the workers, and you can't wash them yourself."
Shang Mingbao took a breath lightly, not knowing whether he was saved by his acuity or framed.
Strange, how to blush?
"It's just been worn overnight, so don't be so polite." Xiang Feiran rolled up the coat casually, and his gaze stopped on Shang Mingbao's face for a moment.
Her tiredness was palpable, and there was some blue under her eyes. Yes, no one knows better than him what time she came back last night. Although he ordered her not to knock on the door in a puzzled manner, who always kept a snack outside the door all night? It wasn't until she actually went back upstairs to sleep that she continued to work without distraction.
"You got up so early in the morning just to return my clothes?" He hooked his lips a little, and a hint of banter oozed from his usual indifference.
The two have a considerable height difference, which makes Shang Mingbao feel that his gaze is substantial.
The girl's mind was difficult to speak, but he pierced it: "You want to avoid Fang Suining, and you don't want her to know that you have dealings with me." β
Shang Mingbao sighed in his heart, and the golden light pierced the clouds slightly, as if it had penetrated her.
Yes, she didn't know how to explain to Fang Suining. Although Fang Suining only had a few words, his dislike for this uncle was unrestrained.
The friendship of young people is frank and unequivocal, likes and dislikes have to be on the same front, and Shang Mingbao feels that his little exchange seems to have betrayed this new friend.
It's good to return the clothes, and you are not allowed to lose sleep in the future, and you are not allowed to come down in the middle of the night to see the flowers! Swear!
Xiang Feiran, a person who skipped the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination with his IQ, was booked by the top2 in his first year of high school and refused without blinking, it only took a second to sort out the ins and outs.
She still thought of him as Fang Suining's uncle - after seeing his face clearly.
In a trance, Shang Mingbao seemed to hear a slight sigh.
This girl's eyes are not very good.
Or there is some misconception that male appearance is positively correlated with age.
Xiang Feiran finished the diagnosis, and his face was unpredictable. The head turned slowly. If you want to unravel the oolong, now is a good chance. But now he has run out of power, and the sky is falling as a cover.
It doesn't matter, wake up.
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When the jacket was thrown on the coat rack, the breeze blew down, and a girl's dark fragrance penetrated the tip of the nose.
The man who had always been pure-hearted and had few desires coughed in a terrible way, and his Adam's apple swallowed slightly. After thinking about it, he pressed the garment deep into the dirty laundry basket in one fell swoop.
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There is very little pastime in the mountains, and the time is spent in the idleness of doing homework.
It's so quiet that in the afternoon, it's more like it's swallowed up by the sun, only the wind and the waves.
After sharing a bunch of small card posters of idol stars with each other, Fang Suining listened attentively and looked out the window with his voice.
The black red flag car had already driven out of the yard, and after driving on the mountain road for a while, it disappeared into the dense forest.
Fang Suining threw the small card: "Wait for me for five minutes!" β
Rushed to go, rushed back, and slapped the desk with both hands: "Come on, baby!" I'll take you somewhere! If you like, we'll focus on plants! Let's go, don't miss the opportunity! β
ββXiang Feiran's specimen room is a private land, idlers are not allowed to trespass, she thought that the car just now was driven out by Xiang Feiran, but she didn't expect that Xiang Feiran was summoned by her mentor two hours ago!
The two of them went down the stairs one after the other, half-jumping and half-running, and the corners of the plaid pleated skirts fluttered in the sun.
"My name is babe, not baby......" In the sound of cicadas, there was a faint emphasis from the girl.
"Got it! babyοΌ babyοΌ bbοΌ Slightly~"
The window sash of the study on the third floor of Xiang Lianqiao is open, and the wind sends in the good time of young people.
The two stopped in front of the bungalows lined up, Shang Mingbao's breath was obvious, such as Sui Ning's rapidity, and her heartbeat was a little heavy, but she laughed out of breath.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Oh." Shang Mingbao laughed as he put his hands on his knees.
Outside the corridor, hydrangea petunias and blue snowflakes were in full bloom, Fang Suining looked left and right, sneakily and accurately lifted one of the white clay pots, and picked out a key from it.
"Boom!" She shook her head and shook her head triumphantly: "Xiang Feiran slacker only brought a key when he went out, and the rest were pressed under the flower pot." Let's go to his herbarium. β
Shang Mingbao's smile hung on his face, and he hadn't noticed the seriousness of the matter yet: "Your brother Feiran also uses this room?" β
"Or else?" Fang Suining looked at her suspiciously, inserted the key into the lock hole, and pushed the door open.
The room of more than 20 square meters was very tidy as far as the eye could see, with a large workbench on a stereo microscope, and on the right hand side was a stack of table papers, with a very thick stack.
"It's all specimens, but they haven't been pressed yet." Fang Suining took the trouble to uncover one of them and showed Shang Mingbao the plants inside, "It has been dehydrated with a dryer." β
"These are specimen cabinets, and there are more than 10,000 of them for specimens."
"And this is a stereo microscope, you should know, right? Do you have any lab observation classes in Hong Kong? β
Shang Mingbao nodded: "Do you still use this to press specimens?" β
"Yes, the label should try to describe the morphology completely, such as how long the stem is, how wide the leaves, how long the stamens are, how wide the middle calyx and the lateral calyx are, etc., and some hairs can only be seen under the asana microscope."
Shang Mingbao was frightened by her: "You know a lot." β
"That's all I know." Fang Suining had a showdown: "If you ask more, I'll show my stuffing." How, do you like it here? β
It's not like it or not, but the air here floats with a dry, mild, and clean smell of grass and trees, which makes people feel calm and familiar.
She seemed to have smelled it on the jacket last night.
Taking advantage of the master's absence, Fang Suining took the opportunity to rebel, pushed open the window and shouted: "Aunt Lan!" β
When Aunt Lan heard the voice, her soul was half frightened: "God! How did you get in?! β
"What are you afraid of, he's not here." Fang Suining smiled and arranged: "I want to eat longan ice, you can send two bowls of longan ice." β
How can the young lady not obey the order? Aunt Lan was doing Amitabha Buddha at the same time, she just hoped that they would finish eating quickly, and she would clean it up quickly, so as not to be caught by the young master.
Longan ice is simple and refreshing, and when you study it carefully, it is actually just the sweetness of canned longan, but after adding crushed ice, it has a very aftertaste when chewing. Aunt Lan quickly made two bowls, packed them in bamboo and wooden trays, and sent them to the specimen room.
Inside, the blinds are half-closed, and the afternoon light shines in from the west, creating tiger stripes on the oak-coloured floor. Shang Mingbao and Fang Suining were half-lying on the floor, and the air conditioner was very low.
"I loved it when I was a kid, listening to the movement of Feiran's brother writing labels and taking a nap. I would sometimes snore and he would say like a piggy and throw me out. β
Aunt Lan smiled when she heard this, put a small coffee table for her, and inserted two silver dessert spoons into the small glass bowl.
The longan is round and chubby, and the ice is clear and jade.
Shang Mingbao drank the icy sweet soup, and said with sympathy: "My eldest brother always throws me out of the study. β
"Look, it's as black as a crow." Fang Suining glanced at her sympathetically.
"But you seem to admire him."
"Not really." Fang Suining didn't admit it, and praised it openly and secretly: "What is there to worship Xiang Feiran, this dog?" Although he can speak three foreign languages and some Latin, he is quite powerful. β
"What's this," Shang Mingbao said casually, "my eldest brother knows four foreign languages, and he can also speak Latinβmore than a little. β
Fang Suining was aroused by her desire to win: "Okay, good, let's compare it like this, then my guild will have eleven foreign languages." β
"How much?!"
Fang Suining's banner was victorious, and he waved his hand proudly: "Sprinkle water." β
Shang Mingbao was not to be outdone, and thought of something that could win back a game: "Don't worry, there is one thing that your Feiran brother will definitely not be able to compare." β
"What?"
"He's definitely not as good-looking as my brother."
Fang Suining: "Huh? "Are you serious?" β
"Of course, my eldest brother is unforgettable, and the little brother is the top of the class, and your brilliant brother is a student of biology, and it may be enough to compare with the science and engineering men, but not enough to compare with them."
Fang Suining was so angry that he whimpered and looked sad: "I didn't expect you to be blind at a young age." β
That's what I said.
Shang Mingbao lowered his head and bit the dragon's eye: "I haven't seen him again, he is elusive all day long, and he doesn't even eat." β
Fang Suining was shocked: "Ah???? β
Shang Mingbao didn't know why: "Huh? β
The two looked at each other for half a second, and Fang Suining blurted out: "You picked primrose that dayββ"
At the second when the truth was about to come out, footsteps from far and near came from the porch, and Aunt Lan's voice was so loud that she wanted to cover it: "Feiran, are you back?" β
"I'm dead." Fang Suining's face changed, he dropped the bowl and spoon and got up with a stream of urine, his feet slipping on the floor: "It's dead, it's dead......
How could Xiang Feiran come back at this time?!
The herbarium was hopelessly tidy, and there was nowhere to hide. After gnawing his nails and turning around like a headless fly twice, Fang Suining slipped to his knees and drifted to the back of the only sofa chair: "I'll hide here first, you help me block it!" β
Shang Mingbao was stupid on the spot: "How can I block it?!" β
"Block it casually! You're a guest, he won't scold you! β
The key is inserted into the lock hole, and there is a faint turning sound. After this suffocating fraction of a second, all the chaos came to an abrupt end.
Shang Mingbao didn't have time to react at all, with ice in his mouth, he reflexively sat up straight.
The heart was pounding.
In the afternoon, the hot wind poured in with the door open, blowing the broken hair in front of Shang Mingbao's forehead. In her good sight, Xiang Feiran, with a silver backpack on one shoulder, pushed the door in, holding a pot of ferns in the crook of his left elbow.
The sun from the west came in from the doorway, like an orange sea, enveloping him. He took off his shoes and raised his eyes carelesslyβ
The moment they looked at each other, the room was silent, and the pause button was pressed on both of the two people who had taken refuge in front of them.
Shang Mingbao blurted out: "Uncle? β
Fang Suining's pupil earthquake: Ha ?????
Xiang Feiran: "......"
Let's just say, procrastination is unacceptable.
There is an imperceptible sense of recognition in his sober introspection. At this point, he had to give up for the time being to find out why she was here, and instead unzipped his schoolbag and pulled out a document from it.
It was printed with the name and emblem of a nationally renowned school.
Shang Mingbao took it in a violently disordered heartbeat, his slender eyelashes were always drooping, and he didn't dare to look at his tall figure.
I already have the answer in my heart, don't I?
She swallowed.
It's so quiet, so quiet that the heart rebels at the eardrum.
The cover was lightly opened by her fingertips, and the blue-background formula photo crashed into front of her eyes.
A face that no one will allow to forget, a pair of sharp and indifferent slightly raised eyes.
It reads below:
Xiang Feiran
Class 03, Level 17, Faculty of Biology