Ever since Zhang had read her fortune at the turning point that night, the relationship between the two of them seemed to have become a lot more subtle. When they were chatting in the office, she felt that his gaze was much more passionate, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. That kind of flicker made her a little flustered. She began to avoid his gaze intentionally or unintentionally.
That afternoon, Wen Feng applied for leave to travel abroad. Teacher Xu went to the tutor's office. Ding Nan was instructed to guard the office in case the hospital needed it. Zhang walked over and handed her a few handwritten drafts for her to type out. It was said that emotional people had an instinctive resistance to modern electronic and mechanical objects, and this was indeed true. Ding Nan was like this, and Zhang was even more so. He often boasted of himself as a talented person, strong and domineering, sharp and incisive. Outsiders praised him for his talent, literary talent, and achievements in writing and painting. However, he did not understand computers or any electrical machinery products, including cars. It would be worse than killing him if he were to learn how to use the computer or how to drive. Speaking of which, how bad was his computer? From an ordinary person's point of view, it wasn't just ignorance, it was ignorance. According to him, many people had taught him how to switch on and off the machine many times, but he still could not remember this simple procedure. Every time he finished reading the information on the computer under his wife's full service, he would wash his hands repeatedly with disinfectant in the bathroom because he was afraid that the computer virus would infect his hands. He had failed many times in the professional title exam because he had failed the computer foundation exam.
Ding Nan finished typing and asked Zhang to come over and check. She stood up and let him sit in her seat. She looked at the words on the computer screen and moved the chair beside him. He picked out a mistake, and she reached out to correct it on the computer.
Afternoons in the art academy were always especially quiet. The huge office was even quieter. She could hear each other's breathing. Sitting so close and cooperating made her feel a little uncomfortable. She turned her head to look at him. He rested his chin on his left hand and looked at the screen. His eyes moved from time to time. The sunlight at around four o'clock passed through the bamboo shadows outside the window and gently sprinkled on his smiling face. It was peaceful and quiet, and it swept away the sharp brilliance when he talked about his profession. From time to time, he would point at a certain spot with his hand or the pointer, asking her to change it. Their hands would occasionally touch each other.
He had cooperated like this in the past, but he had never been as embarrassed as he was today. Perhaps they were always in the public eye in the past, but today, they were alone. In the past, the light in the office was much brighter, but today, it was almost evening and the sun was setting. Something called uneasiness slowly spread in the air. It was very subtle.
She said half-jokingly," Why don't you read it all first? Mark the mistakes on the paper. I'll correct them on the computer according to the marks on the paper." I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable if I sit beside you like this. Haha." She sometimes called him " you " and sometimes " you ". There was no pattern to it.
He was still holding his chin, but he turned his head to the right and looked at her gently. With a faint smile, he said softly,"What's there to be uncomfortable about?"
Just this glance, this gentle and even shy glance, made her heart beat wildly. Not long after, on the way home from work, or even now, a long time later, she recalled the scene at that time. She knew in her heart that with just that gentle glance and that whisper, she had fallen hopelessly in love with him. It was not wrong to call this fondness as love. It was just that it did not continue after that, so it was not that deep.
At that time, she did not say or do anything. Her face was slightly hot, and her heart was filled with the ambiguous joy of a secret crush. At this moment, she had a lofty belief in love. She hoped to find a man who could match her heart and soul, have an intimate spiritual relationship, and be able to bring her up and up. She would push the secular material desires and instinctive physiological desires far away and did not value them. She had been in contact with Zhang for a long time, and she gradually felt that her floating thoughts about her lover had begun to gather together. It was clear and clear. She felt that he was the type of man she was looking for. Every time she saw him and heard his voice, her heart would beat faster, and her eyes would not dare to look at him. Her face would unconsciously heat up, and when she looked at him and spoke, her eyes would shine uncontrollably. Of course, this change could not escape his eyes, and the change in his eyes could not escape her eyes. How did he feel about her? She didn't dare to think about it, but her intuition told her that he still liked her.
What could a married man do with love? She had no clue, didn't want to think about it, and didn't have any expectations. She only hoped that she would have the chance to see him often, chat with him, learn from him, and ask for advice. With his help and care, she would improve and grow. She would be happy and satisfied if she could fully enjoy the joy of her spirit. With love, it was enough. What else could he hope for?
The other day, the two of them were talking about her ex-husband, Lu Bo. Thinking of the past, a faint melancholy crept onto her face. She sat in the office chair and did not look at him. She said resentfully,"Some men also play, but even if they play and take good care of the family, he doesn't care about the family!”
Zhang sat on the right side of her desk and looked at her. He said,"Only uncultured people are so irresponsible. A cultured person will take care of both sides.”
For some reason, these words made her feel a little strange. She looked up at him and stared into his eyes for a long time, as if she wanted to find something in them. When he saw her looking at him, he looked at her even more intently, unblinking, firm and serious, as if he wanted to confirm and add weight to his words just now. Unable to resist the stubbornness in his eyes, she looked away and sighed softly. So what if he was testing her? What he could give, what he was willing to give, that was not the result she wanted! She knew very well what it meant to take that step. It would be an irreparable injury! To everyone related to her, especially herself!
This vague feeling, no matter how tender it was, was destined to be like a dream.
She turned around and looked at him. At this moment, her heart was as calm as water. She said softly,"Last time, you said that meeting you was definitely a turning point in my life. I believe that, but I firmly believe that your influence on me must be on the spiritual level.”
He was stunned for a moment, then as if he had just woken up from a dream, he nodded repeatedly and said,"Yes, yes, it's beneficial on the spiritual level.”
After a pause, he said as if he had nothing to say,"We're planning to have a child.”
She couldn't help but ask," Huh?" His eyes widened and he asked in surprise,"No more dink? Why? Are you going to change your beliefs after so many years?"
At this moment, he had also returned to his normal state. He smiled and said softly,"I've never wanted children. That hasn't changed. Actually, before we got married, we had already verbally agreed not to have children. That was why I agreed to get married. But she wanted it now. For her sake, I'm 13 years older than her. I'll definitely leave first in the future. I'm afraid that after I leave, she'll be too lonely. It's better to keep her child as a companion.”
This kind of meticulous, warm, and caring family love touched her, even if this love was not for her. Seeing that it was already late and it was already past work time, she teased,"It's time. Do you dare to have dinner together?”
Hearing this, he stood up in shock and said,"I'm not going. I'll go another day." She had already picked up her bag and carried it on her shoulder. As if she was afraid that she would touch some taboo or cross some kind of thunder pool if she was a step late, she opened the door and left as if she was escaping.
The next morning, neither Zhang nor Teacher Xu came. Ding Nan and Wen Feng sat in the office, chatting as they worked. Wen Feng said that she had just taken a psychological test. The results showed that she would only love one person in her life. She was quite accurate. At least so far, it was like that. Her husband was her classmate and her first love. She said that she was already in her forties and that her relationship was stable. She believed that this was the way it was in this life and would not change.
Ding Nan said emotionally," It's often said that a person should have at least four loves in their life. One is a pure first love, one is love at first sight, one is unforgettable, and one is holding hands for a lifetime. However, I still envy people like you who only love one person in your life. People like us, after searching for so long, we really don't know if we can find the person we're looking for. In this world, is there anyone we are looking for? Was there really the right person? When would it appear? Where was he? This is really confusing."
Wen Feng stood up with a smile and went around to the desk opposite her to turn on the printer. Ding Nan looked at her with interest. Her every frown, smile, and gesture were all controlled. No, it was not controlled. It should be natural. It was as if there was a gentle and elegant socialite aura that naturally spread around her. Zhang He and Xu both said that Ding Nan herself also thought that she and Wen Feng were a contrast between movement and stillness. When the two of them were together, she would always be playful and lively, while Wen Feng would always be elegant and demure. At this moment, the dignified and dignified style of writing slowly asked,"Then what kind of person are you looking for? What kind of person do you have in mind? Have you figured it out yourself?"
Ding Nan pondered for a moment and chuckled. He said half-jokingly and half-seriously,"The standard is right in front of us. I want to find someone like Zhang laoshi who has a spiritual realm. If he can restrain his strength a little, it will be even more perfect.”
Wen Feng was stunned for a moment before he smiled meaningfully and teased,""Haha, little sister, you have to be careful!”
Ding Nan understood that there was a hidden meaning in her words and explained,"It's not what you think. There's only friendship between us. There's nothing else. I'm just saying that he's a standard and a direction. We can look up to him.”
Wen Feng returned to his seat and nodded with a smile."I understand. I was just joking. Some people might look good from afar and might be suitable to be friends, but they might not be suitable to be lovers.”
Ding Nan placed his left hand on his forehead. He thought for a moment and said,"Of course you're right. I feel that the person I love should be intelligent, have a spiritual pursuit, and have outstanding expertise in a certain field. I even need to admire him a little. I heard that many women are like this. They need to worship each other before they fall in love with each other. Am I the same?”After she finished speaking, she laughed at herself.
Wen Feng looked at her in confusion and said,"Sister, you're looking for a lover, not an expert.”
Ding Nan turned the chair towards her and said," Female writer Zhang Jie has a novel called 'Love Is Unforgettable.' The concept in it is very similar to mine. I feel that I am also a painful idealist. I seem to have to worship the person I love a little.”
Wen Feng then teased,"Is Teacher Zhang like this?"”
Ding Nan smiled and said," Other than being overly domineering and arrogant at times, he did most of the details very well. His persistent pursuit of art is especially touching. He gave up a great opportunity to earn money and spent eight years studying for the postgraduate entrance examination just to do a good job in painting. It's simply not what an ordinary person would do. He also said something that left a deep impression on me. He said,"Look at me. I'm an old acquaintance of the new director. I've known him for a long time. He often said that he wanted me to be a director or do some project, but I rejected them all just to have more time to draw. In life, there's a limit to one's energy. Work hard to do what you like to do. Don't waste your unnecessary energy on miscellaneous things like being an official and earning money." There weren't many people with such a realm.”
Wen Feng smiled and said,"Aiya, sister, don't fall in love with him. You have to be careful."”
Ding Nan smiled and shook his head." People of our age are very rational. Don't worry. I won't do anything stupid!"”
As the two of them were talking, the door was pushed open. Ding Nan turned his head and saw Zhang walking over with a face full of sweat.
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