It's half past nine.
Mu Yanzhu turned off the computer, stretched, and then turned on the phone.
Two WeChat messages popped up—
"There is a boy in my class who wants to add you. I gave him your WeChat account. It's up to you whether to add him or not."
"I think you'd better not join him. He's a long-winded person and will take up your work time."
Who to add
When I opened the notification, there was indeed a friend verification message.
"Hello, little sister, my name is Xie Zijun. I would like to get to know you."
The young lady shouted and Mu Yanzhu came back to her senses.
Thinking back on it, it must have been the first time she saw the boy who called her little sister. He was quite fair.
Then Mu Yanzhu added it.
At nine o'clock, the sophomore class had evening self-study. Xie Zijun walked with his roommate, looking down at his phone with a smile, "That senior joined me."
The roommate disagreed, "What do you like about her? I think she looks average."
"Average? She's obviously very beautiful."
Xie Zijun smiled and said with admiration in his eyes, "She is really talented. Last time I saw her write a poem on the table, it was very artistic."
Compared with those girls who have nothing but good looks and only know how to dress up, Xie Zijun prefers girls who are full of literary and artistic atmosphere. Sitting there makes people feel very quiet, and the whole world has become quiet.
Moreover, Mu Yanzhu has beautiful eyes, standard almond eyes. He likes the round almond eyes and dislikes the charming pink and phoenix eyes.
Jiang Qingchi was walking behind Xie Zijun, and what Xie Zijun said reached his ears.
Li Huan put his arms around Jiang Qingchi's neck and asked him if he wanted to go to the school Internet cafe.
"You go ahead, I'll go to the supermarket to buy some snacks!"
After saying that, he went on his own.
Another roommate glanced at Li Huan and asked, "What happened to Mr. Chi today?"
"Who knows, it's weird."
…
Jiang Qingchi walked with one hand in his pocket, looking at his phone and placing his finger on Mu Yanzhu's WeChat ID. He had the impulse to delete her several times.
Oh, this guy said he liked him, but then he added another boy. Is his love for him, Jiang Qingchi, so cheap
But forget it.
Taking the initiative to delete her made her feel like he cared about her!
It really made him laugh out loud. So far, except for his family and a few brothers, there is no one whom Jiang Qingchi can care about!
Walking to the supermarket, fate is sometimes strange. The more you don't want to see someone, the more you will see someone.
Then Jiang Qingchi saw Mu Yanzhu buying mangosteens and mumbling something.
Mu Yanzhu was about to pay the bill, turned around and saw Jiang Qingchi and said hello to him.
Jiang Qingchi snorted proudly, turned around and left.
"Hey Jiang Qingchi—"
After paying the bill, Mu Yanzhu hurriedly caught up with him and thrust the bag of mangosteen into his hand.
"Here you go, this is the most expensive fruit in our school."
Jiang Qingchi threw it on the ground, "You really think I have no money, do you?"
"no."
Mu Yanzhu picked it up without temper, "Can't I buy it for you to eat?"
"No, my girlfriend will buy it for me!"
"Sorry, I misunderstood. I asked Xie Zijun and he said you don't have a girlfriend now."
"Oh, you don't believe it when I tell you. If others tell you, you believe it."
Mu Yanzhu was stunned for a moment, "You didn't tell me, so you called me a fool."
"You idiot, you have no brains. If I had a girlfriend, I wouldn't go to class and go shopping with her every day."
Hearing this, Mu Yanzhu smiled.
That's right, I didn't see any girls around him all day.
"I'm sorry. I was really wrong this time. I'll give you a bag of mangosteen to apologize."
"How much is a mangosteen worth? Do you know how much a jacket of mine costs?"
"How many?"
"..." Jiang Qingchi stretched out two fingers and shook them.
Special pull.
Mu Yanzhu nodded: "Two hundred?"
Jiang Qingchi was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
Two hundred dollars worth of clothes and you still want to wear them on him
Forget it, he'd better not tell her 20,000. She looked like she had never seen the world.
Mu Yanzhu: "If you have no clothes to wear in the future, I will buy you clothes."
"You'd better buy me ten thousand."
Jiang Qingchi turned around and continued walking.
Mu Yanzhu followed him. He had long legs and long feet, so she had to chase him hard.
Just like age, she is 24 this year and he is 20. She and he will never be the same age, but she will get closer to him little by little.
"Hey, you know, I used to watch other children eat mangosteen, and I watched with eager eyes. Because mangosteen is very expensive, I can only eat apples and peaches. I was thinking at that time, I will make a lot of money in the future and I can eat it every day. Mangosteen!”
Hearing this, Jiang Qingchi glanced at her.
"That's all you've got."
"Hey, it's always fun to be content!"
When she smiled, two small dimples appeared on her cheeks, and her eyes curled up, looking silly.
Jiang Qingchi just noticed today that Mu Yanzhu has two small dimples. When he opens his mouth, the two small dimples are very obvious. It would be quite fun to poke them.
He withdrew his gaze and said, "There are now four pits on your face."
"What?"
"Two on the side of the mouth and two on either side of the nose."
Mu Yanzhu: "..."
Can we not mention those two pimples?
…
Jiang Qingchi returned to the dormitory and threw a bag of mangosteen on the table.
"Hey Fatty Li, how much does this bag of mangosteen cost?"
"You bought it yourself and you didn't know?" Li Huan was puzzled.
"I... forgot to read it."
"The owner of our school's fruit shop is evil. He monopolizes all supermarket fruit purchasing channels. An apple costs ten yuan an apple. The market price of mangosteen is so expensive. A bag of twenty will cost three to four hundred."
"oh."
Jiang Qingchi didn't ask any questions and went to the bathroom inside to take a shower.
After I came out of the shower, I saw a roommate stretching his paws towards his bag of mangosteens.
Jiang Qingchi frowned, "Don't touch my things!"
The roommate disapproved, "Just eat one, you have money anyway."
"Put it down, I say it for the last time."
Seeing Jiang Qingchi's cold face, the roommate took his hand back.
Jiang Qingchi was sitting on the bed wiping his hair. His phone vibrated several times with messages from Jiang San'er.
"I'll count on my fingers."
"I think you only have six hundred yuan left in your bank card."
Jiang Qingchi: "How do you know?"
Jiang San'er: "I know how much private money you have saved."
"And I've calculated your day's expenses accurately."
Jiang Qingchi sneered.
He didn't believe he was so poor!
He has saved hundreds of thousands of private money, okay
From the beginning of my sophomore year to now, how can I spend money so fast
I was stunned when I saw the bank card.
852? ?
No, no, the way he opened it must be wrong.
There must be two zeros missing!
However, after opening it several times, the number displayed is all 852!
Jiang San'er: "Are you shocked by the numbers you saw?"
nonsense!
But Jiang Qingchi refused to admit it. As an elder brother, how can he be looked down upon by his younger brother? "There are still more than 80,000, so you don't need to worry!"
"It's Mom's birthday next week, do you want to buy a gift? I'll definitely have no money by then."
After speaking, Jiang Saner transferred 10,000 yuan to his brother.
"It should take you a week."
Jiang Qingchi: "Don't look down on your brother. I don't want this money. I won't starve to death!"
As the saying goes, there is no room for two Capricorns in the family. How can the pride of a Capricorn be easily shaken? !
Jiang Saner: "Is a sports car so important? Why are you angry with Dad?"
"This is not anger, this is man's dignity! Dignity!"
Jiang San'er: "I think you should admit your defeat as soon as possible. Don't mess with dad, he will plot you to death."
After all, in Jiang Beiyuan's heart, only his wife and daughter were not the objects of his calculations.
He doesn't care whether you are a brother or a biological son.
Jiang San'er had already seen through that person and understood the truth.
Jiang Qingchi thought he was verbose: "We'll talk about it after Mom's birthday."
"Then you will go home, right?"
"Of course I have to go back."
Jiang Qingchi threw the phone aside.
His eyes caught sight of a bag of mangosteen on the table.
By the way, it was Mu Yanzhu’s birthday that day.
Mu Yanzhu.
This name is really hard to pronounce and unpleasant to hear. I just need to change her name tomorrow.
…
A few days later, it was time to take another class on contemporary popular culture.
Mu Yanzhu arrived late. When she arrived at the classroom, she found that there were no seats in the back.
No one likes to sit in the front row, under the teacher's nose, which means not even looking at their phone during the entire class.
But there was no way, who made her come late.
Just as she was about to sit down in the first row, a hand pulled her arm and pulled her to the third row from the bottom.
"You're so late, I'll help you get a seat later."
Jiang Qingchi threw Mu Yanzhu's schoolbag on the table and said calmly.
Mu Yanzhu looked straight at his perfect profile.
Isn't this a dream
I pinched my thigh secretly, it was not a dream!
When I turned my head, I saw that face that was full of thoughts! It’s still an enlarged version!
"I envy you so much. Your boyfriend is so handsome."
There were several little girls next to Mu Yanzhu, secretly glancing at Jiang Qingchi. Originally, there was a little girl who wanted to be brave enough to sit next to Jiang Qingchi. Unexpectedly, his schoolbag occupied a seat. Now that the schoolbag was removed, The place is occupied.
"No, no, no, he is not my boyfriend."
Mu Yanzhu explained, took out her mobile phone, book and pencil bag from her schoolbag, and placed them all on the table.
From this angle, as long as you turn your eyes slightly, you can see Jiang Qingchi next to you.
He was playing with his mobile phone with his head lowered, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his profile was clearly curved.
She smiled, her little ears turning red.
If it was really her boyfriend, she would be so happy that she would wake up from her dream.
Jiang Qingchi knew that Mu Yanzhu was looking at him.
This guy is easy to be satisfied, just give her a little favor and she will be happy.
A few days ago, when Jiang San'er said that he should have 600 yuan left, Jiang Qingchi had a little idea of money.
There is no doubt about San'er's calculation ability. It stands to reason that he will not make mistakes. Why is there a difference of more than 200 yuan
After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that he had cheated Mu Yanzhu a few times, and every time he sent her WeChat messages, she didn't charge him any money. As time went by, he didn't even bother to transfer money to her.
Thinking about it, it would be okay to give her a seat.
"Would you like to have lunch together?" It was almost after class before Mu Yanzhu dared to chat with Jiang Qingchi.
Jiang Qingchi put the headphones in his pocket, "I have an appointment, let's wait another day!"
After that, he left.
The person Jiang Qingchi made an appointment with was none other than Jiang Chunhe.
The girl who had dinner with him last time was also Jiang Chunhe. He loved his sister very much. When his sister came, he bought her a lot of delicious food and some bracelets for her to take back. He spent a lot of money that day.
"elder brother."
Jiang Chunhe wore a yellow suspender skirt today and carried a little yellow duck schoolbag. She was 17 years old like Jiang Saner. She was in her best years, in her youth, beautiful and cute.
Jiang Qingchi walked over and touched his sister's hair naturally, "Did you come alone?"
"Yeah, that bastard San'er is helping me with my homework, but he's coming over."
"You scold someone when they help you with your homework?"
"Slightly~"
Jiang Chunhe likes to bully his younger brother. Jiang Saner doesn't care about her anyway, so he is the youngest.
Jiang Qingchi smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a meal."
"Brother, let me treat you to a meal. San'er said you are poor!"
"You two are so—"
Jiang Qingchi made a serious face, "I have money, is 80,000 enough for you?!"
"not enough!"
Naughty.
Jiang Qingchi hit her lightly, not hard.
He was not willing to hit his sister.
Because his sister is his "right-hand man".
When he was a child, he was a playboy, falling in love with everyone he saw. Sometimes he would go to a coffee shop to drink tea. When he saw a pretty girl, he encouraged his younger brothers and sisters to help him get her QQ account.
Jiang San'er never helps, he is very cold, and he is very happy if others don't bother him.
Jiang Chunhe is a warm-hearted person. Every time Jiang Qingchi opens his mouth, Jiang Chunhe Baozhun agrees happily!
"Brother, let me help you get it, which one? Is it the one with a 45-degree angle?"
So Jiang Qingchi loves his sister very much, and her sister is the apple of the family's eye.
…
When they arrived at the restaurant, the two people's outstanding appearance and temperament instantly attracted attention.
Jiang Qingchi asked Jiang Chunhe to sit down first, and then went to get food himself.
The food at Ningcheng University is very good, with Chinese and Western food available, and the food is not inferior to that of a five-star hotel.
But it’s expensive!
But a meal is nothing to Jiang Qingchi.
It was nothing to the former Jiang Qingchi.
After ordering two steak meals, the three hundred yuan was suddenly gone, and Jiang Qingchi felt pain in his body for the first time.
He has five hundred dollars left...
He shouldn't survive the day after tomorrow!
Mu Yanzhu also came to the restaurant and had a meal to eat alone. Her best friend Li Wenna called her and told her to visit her next week and asked her to prepare the food expenses in advance.
Mu Yanzhu smiled and said yes.
He and Li Wenna were both children without parents since childhood. They were of the same zodiac sign and had very compatible personalities. Their friendship had lasted for ten years and was getting better and better.
After Mu Yanzhu finished eating, she sent the plates to the dining car. As soon as she turned her eyes, she saw two beautiful figures.
Jiang Qingchi was at the next table next to her.
Opposite him was that very beautiful girl again.
The last time he was far away, Mu Yanzhu could only see a general outline. This time he was closer, and from her direction, Jiang Chunhe's complete face could be seen.
With delicate facial features, fair skin, and big, blinking eyes, she is as smart and beautiful as a porcelain doll.
This kind of girl, as gorgeous as head to toe, is like the kind who is loved by thousands of people. She smiles and raises her sleeves, and she is exquisite and charming.
Mu Yanzhu was stunned to see such a beautiful person.
But Jiang Qingchi said he didn't have a girlfriend.
It must be my sister.
Because it looks like she and Jiang Qingchi have somewhat similar outlines.
Mu Yanzhu turned around and left.
After Jiang Qingchi and Jiang Chunhe finished eating, he saw a familiar figure from behind.
Frown.
Was she seen again
Forget it, if there's anything to explain, he said he doesn't have a girlfriend anymore.
"Brother, who are you looking at?" Jiang Chunhe followed his gaze and saw only the back figures. He didn't know which one Jiang Qingchi was looking at.
Jiang Qingchi shook his head, "No one, let's go, I'll take you back."
"Waiting for the driver to pick me up, just take me to the school gate!"
"Um."
Jiang Qingchi was a little absent-minded.
I don’t know what I’m thinking at this time.
Jiang Chunhe: "Oh, by the way, it's my mom's birthday this weekend. I want to buy her a set of clothes. Don't bump into me!"
"oh."
"What do you want to buy for mom?"
"I don't know, I haven't decided yet."
"Okay, San'er said he would come to see you this Friday and go shopping with you in the afternoon to buy a gift for mom!"
"Okay, I'll contact him."
After sending Jiang Chunhe to the school gate, Jiang Qingchi turned around and left when he saw the driver coming and Jiang Chunhe getting in the car.
Let me explain.
It’s just a matter of words anyway, isn’t it
He took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message.
"I had dinner with my sister at noon today, dear."
"I know." Mu Yanzhu returned to Jiang Qingchi instantly.
As long as she wasn't going to the bathroom or eating, she would usually return to Jiang Qingchi in seconds.
Jiang Qingchi: "How do you know?"
"I think you two have similar silhouettes. I originally thought they were brother and sister."
“…”
Jiang Qingchi didn't reply anymore.
Anyway, it’s explained!
…
Friday arrived quickly.
Jiang San'er was leaning against the big tree at the gate of Ning University, wearing headphones and putting his hands in his pockets.
The sun fell on his head and shoulders, and the blue shirt he was wearing was reflected with a dazzling golden light.
Several little girls around were whispering, and they hesitated to step forward because they thought San'er was very cold.
San'er didn't look at them. He was wearing a watch on his left wrist. His wrist was white and hairless, and his skin was even more delicate than that of a girl.
Soon Jiang Qingchi came.
Jiang Qingchi called "San'er" and then hooked Jiang San'er's neck.
The little girls who were whispering pursed their lips, "What? It turns out I already have a boyfriend."
"What kind of world is this? The handsome guys are all together, how can we find a partner?"
"Okay, let's leave quickly. Those two people are so handsome, and they don't like us!"
A few people walked away knowingly.
Jiang Qingchi took off the hand on Jiang San'er's neck.
got used to.
Jiang San'er is withdrawn, lives alone, and is not close to women, so sometimes he needs his brother to act as a shield.
"You two have quite the same temperament, both are withdrawn."
Not knowing what happened, Jiang Qingchi suddenly thought of Mu Yanzhu and said it casually.
Jiang San'er narrowed his eyes, "Who are they?"
"Oh... no one."
"I like lonely people, please introduce me to them."
Hearing this, Jiang Qingchi suddenly became angry, "She is 7 years older than you? Are you not too old? Besides, a family does not need two lonely people."
Jiang Saner's lips curled up, understanding, "It seems I already have a sister-in-law."
"Go, go, buy a gift for mom!"
The two of them arrived in the downtown area. One was wearing light blue and the other was wearing dark brown. They both had outstanding temperaments, but their appearance was second to none.
Jiang Qingchi wanted to buy a set of cosmetics for Yan Nian, but Jiang San'er said he couldn't get through!
Because Yan Nian’s cosmetics were all bought by Jiang Beiyuan. I remember when I was a child, Jiang Saner bought Yan Nian a facial mask as a birthday gift, but before he could spend the night, Jiang Saner threw it away!
Jiang Beiyuan looks down on the daily necessities that other people buy for Yan Nian, no matter if you are his biological son or not!
Jiang Qingchi nodded, "What should I give you? A scarf?"
"That's what's around Mom's neck. Dad will cut you to death."
"Uh, shoe store, right?"
"Mom has enough shoes. Yesterday she said she didn't want to give her any more shoes for her birthday this year."
"..." Jiang Qingchi was at a loss.
What should I give you now
He doesn't want Yan Nian to like him, he just wants to be able to live up to his father's standards.
It’s not good to give anything as a gift.
Both brothers are very hard-working!
At this time, I sincerely envy Jiang Chunhe!
Because both dad and mom will like the things Chun'er sends.
After shopping around for a while, Jiang Qingchi took a fancy to a wallet and Jiang Saner took a fancy to a satchel.
Although they are both bags, their functions are different!
The satchel Jiang Saner bought cost 86,000 yuan, and the wallet Jiang Qingchi bought looked small, but was more expensive than the satchel, costing 120,000 yuan!
After all, you can't give away cheap things, and Jiang Qingchi is the one who needs face the most.
"I'll pay."
The two bags are both made by Jiang Saner.
Jiang Qingchi coughed and said, "I'll pay you back at the end of the year."
"No need, it's all my dad's money anyway."
Jiang Qingchi was speechless!
Indeed, three children and one mother all cost Jiang Beiyuan money.
But his biological father is rich, Jiang Qingchi can't refute this.
When he was about to leave the mall, he passed by a department store. Jiang Qingchi took a look at the cosmetics displayed outside and saw an orange lipstick at the first sight.
It's a small sample. You can open it and try it out. It's orange and has a warm color, which makes people feel good-looking just by looking at it.
Jiang Qingchi didn't dare to be interested in this kind of thing before, but today he thinks the color is very beautiful.
“How much does this lipstick cost?”
"Three hundred." The waiter looked at the tall Jiang Qingchi, grinning from the corner of his mouth to his nose.
Jiang Qingchi frowned.
He only has three hundred left, no more!
Seeing the handsome guy frowning, the waiter quickly waved his hand and said, "Two hundred is enough, or even one hundred."
"One hundred, deal."
Then I bought it.
Jiang San'er was beside him: "Who did you buy it for?"
"Our mother."
"I believe you are a ghost."
"..." Jiang Qingchi stopped explaining.
Jiang San'er: "I'll tell you, you really have no money."
Jiang Qingchi glared at him, "You can count it with just your fingers?"
"My sister came to see you for dinner a few days ago. You will definitely treat her to a nice meal. Plus this lipstick, the remaining property you have on hand will not exceed two hundred yuan."
Damn, he can figure this out!
Jiang Qingchi was speechless.
…
Back in the dormitory, I was wondering how to spend the remaining two hundred yuan decently.
A roommate shouted: "Mr. Chi, don't forget to hand in your homework, it's due today."
Jiang Qingchi opened the education platform and saw that the elective course, Contemporary Popular Culture, required an assignment, and it was due in five minutes!
Time passed by minute by minute.
I heard that the teacher was very strict. If anyone dared not complete the homework assigned by him, he would fail the class at the end of the semester.
In fact, Jiang Qingchi is not afraid of failing the exam. The key is that if he fails the exam, Yan Nian will definitely nag him. If Yan Nian is unhappy, his father will be unhappy, and then his life will be difficult!
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang.
It was a WeChat message from Mu Yanzhu. This message was as timely as the east wind. She sent him the answers to his homework!
Jiang Qingchi didn't have time to say thank you, so he copied and pasted and submitted the assignment within the last minute!
Thank God.
Suddenly he breathed a sigh of relief.
Glancing at the dialog box, I saw that this person was actually quite good. At least he could solve his urgent needs at critical moments every time.
Although his personality is a bit withdrawn, he is attentive.
Mu Yanzhu could think of many details that he couldn't think of himself.
For example, if he casually said "I'm short of money to spend," other people would not take it seriously and think he was joking.
In fact, he said it in a joking tone, and only Mu Yanzhu took it seriously.
That girl seemed to pay special attention to every word he said.
"Thank you." Jiang Qingchi replied with three words.
"You're welcome."
Mu Yanzhu replied instantly.
"I guess you didn't do your homework."
Then your guess is really accurate!
Jiang Qingchi threw his phone away and went online to play games.
…
The class on Contemporary Popular Culture has been rescheduled. The teacher is busy next week, so I will make up next week’s class this Saturday night.
Mu Yanzhu didn't expect that Jiang Qingchi actually reserved a seat for her. She had obviously gone very early and arrived at the classroom fifteen minutes early. Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingchi was already here and still in his old seat, third row from the bottom. .
"Are you the only one in your class to choose this subject?" Mu Yanzhu looked at him.
Her eyes were wet, and the whites and blacks of her eyes were clearly distinguishable.
Jiang Qingchi felt that her eyes might look better if she didn't wear rimmed glasses.
Of course, whether she wears glasses or not, this face makes no difference in his eyes.
"It's been three classes, have you seen anyone sitting next to me except you?"
"..." Mu Yanzhu shook her head in confusion, and her ears suddenly turned red.
His words just now made her heart skip a beat, but she felt that she was thinking too much.
Mu Yanzhu went to the bathroom between classes.
When I came back, I saw a lipstick on my desk.
Whose lipstick
He looked around, looking here and there to see the owner.
Jiang Qingchi thought she was stupid, "If you turn around again, you'll lose your head."
"Whose lipstick?"
"This is for you." He propped up his cheek with one hand and turned the pen with the other hand.
"Did you give it to me?"
"Otherwise, within ten miles, would you still know someone in this classroom?"
"Is this a birthday present?"
When Mu Yanzhu smiled, the pear dimples were not obvious when she was not smiling, but when she smiled, the two small pear dimples were like two small pokes, sunken, and her eyes also curved.
She smiles like this, even if she wears glasses, it doesn't look ugly because she already looks radiant without makeup.
Jiang Qingchi looked at Mu Yanzhu for a few more seconds this time.
He found that the two pimples on Mu Yanzhu's nose were almost healed and were no longer visible.
She is not the kind of person who looks stunning at first glance, but she is very attractive. He feels that she is more comfortable to look at than those people with oval faces and big eyes.
"Ahem... If you don't tell me, I haven't remembered your birthday yet. Yes, you and my mother have the same birthday, right? Then I wish you a happy birthday in advance."
Jiang Qingchi turned his face and said casually.
Mu Yanzhu's eyes were filled with emotion, "Can you celebrate my birthday with me tomorrow? I don't have any relatives. I have a best friend and a younger brother, but they won't be able to make it in a while. If you can celebrate my birthday with me, then Very good."
"I can't. I have to go home tomorrow to celebrate my mother's birthday."
If he doesn't go there, his father will kill him, because his mother's birthday cannot be missed.
A family of five is indispensable.
Mu Yanzhu felt disappointed, but that was her mother, so it was reasonable.
"Okay, okay, then you can go back and celebrate mom's birthday. I'm already very happy today."
“…”
Jiang Qingchi glanced at her calmly.
Take in her lost look.
(End of chapter)