After school started, Mu Yanzhu met Cheng Huan again at the school's job fair.
Then I saw Cheng Huan holding a boy's arm, and the two were talking and laughing.
The boy is very tall, over 190 by visual inspection, as thin as a chopstick stick, with a plain appearance. He looks like a rich man in his clothes. His watch is Chopard, his leather shoes are Armani, and he wears a gold chain around his neck.
Cheng Huan walked up to Mu Yanzhu and smiled with her.
Mu Yanzhu nodded and said nothing.
Cheng Huan tugged the arm of the male companion next to him, and with a soft voice, he said coquettishly: "I'm thirsty, can you help me buy milk tea? I'll wait for you here."
When the boy looked at Cheng Huan, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to like her very much. Then he hurried to buy milk tea for Cheng Huan.
Mu Yanzhu watched him go away, thinking that it was not good for the boy to grow too tall or too thin.
Cheng Huan: "What, you have a crush on my boyfriend?"
"No," Mu Yanzhu came back to her senses and said, "I have Jiang Qingchi and that's enough."
Cheng Huan smiled bitterly, "Is he okay?"
"It's good, we're both fine."
"He actually really likes you. I don't know if he loves you enough, but he really likes you."
Mu Yanzhu frowned.
I don't know why Cheng Huan said that. She is obviously a very arrogant person.
"Remember the last time you two broke up, right? Was it because of me?"
"You also know it's because of you."
"Haha," Cheng Huan covered his lips and smiled, "To be honest, I originally wanted to take advantage of the situation that time, but guess what Jiang Qingchi said to me?"
"What did you say?"
"He said he was giving up basketball."
Mu Yanzhu was stunned.
The next second I heard Cheng Huan say again: "He told me that if he didn't play basketball, he wouldn't have bumped into me, wouldn't have carried me to the infirmary, and wouldn't have let you misunderstand me."
"During the time when you broke up, I was unwilling to give in. I added him many times using different numbers and talked about getting back together many times, but he was cruelly ignored. Finally, he told me to get out."
Cheng Huan's voice was very low, and Mu Yanzhu listened quietly, feeling sour, sweet, and a bit cool like the wind and rain.
"Thinking about it now, I'm still not reconciled. I was so good to him before, but I don't see how good he is to me. I don't know what makes you attractive. Do you think you are better-looking than me? You have more people in my family than I do." Money?”
Mu Yanzhu pursed her lips.
"You said how good you were to him before. Maybe it was just your wishful thinking. Maybe you were not that good to him. Similarly, you always think that I was average to him, but you can't see how good I was to him. So there is no need for you to speculate. The person involved knows best about my relationship with him, and that is enough."
"Maybe," Cheng Huan sighed, "But if you are not the best person, everyone else is just a makeshift person!"
Mu Yanzhu couldn't laugh or cry. She understood the subtext of these words.
"Do you still have illusions about him?"
"Otherwise, who made him the first person I met?"
"Then why are you with someone else now?"
"My mother said, don't let me waste time for someone I can never be with. You will give up in the end, so you might as well get rid of it as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will ruin your youth and love. So what? Does he love you? ? No. He doesn’t love you, and he won’t care about you.”
"Your mother is more enlightened than you."
"Haha..." Cheng Huan curled his lips and smiled reluctantly, "Thank you for the compliment."
As if she wanted to say something more, her boyfriend came back from buying milk tea. Cheng Huan shut up and smiled tenderly at Mu Yanzhu, without any trace of the sourness from before, "Then let's go first."
Who doesn’t know how to pretend
Mu Yanzhu nodded, "Goodbye. If I were you and I wasn't the best person, I wouldn't be willing to give in. As for who the best person is, it depends on how you understand it."
Cheng Huan was stunned for a moment. Her boyfriend touched her head and looked at her lovingly.
"What's wrong? What were you talking about with your friend just now?"
"It's nothing, let's go."
Cheng Huan took her male companion's arm and turned away. After taking two steps, she suddenly turned around and said, "Thank you."
Thank her
What should I thank her for
Mu Yanzhu quickly turned around and left.
…
It's raining.
The raindrops hit the glass window of the study room, making a tinkling sound like a drum beat, which made people panic.
Thunder rumbled. Mu Yanzhu raised her wrist and looked at her watch. It was already half past six and it was already dark.
"Stop writing." Jiang Qingchi beside her poked her shoulder.
"… oh."
Mu Yanzhu obediently closed the computer. Anyway, there were only a hundred words left, so she could just go back to the dormitory and write again.
Jiang Qingchi stared at her and suddenly opened his arms. Mu Yanzhu was confused and asked him what he was doing.
He snorted, reached out and patted his shoulder, raised his unruly eyebrows, and asked arrogantly, "It's thundering outside, aren't you afraid?"
"no."
Are all girls afraid of thunder
Jiang Qingchi's face darkened and he retracted his arm silently.
Mu Yanzhu suppressed her laughter, coughed twice, and said deliberately: "Wow, my boyfriend's chest looks so warm and strong. I really want to be held by my boyfriend."
Hearing this, Jiang Qingchi quickly opened his arms and said, "Come quickly!"
Then she crawled into his arms like a rabbit.
Jiang Qingchi clasped his arm, then held Mu Yanzhu and sat on his lap, stroking her face with his right hand.
Mu Yanzhu, who was nestled in his arms, had a hard time holding back her laughter and was about to shed tears.
This guy really has the temper of a child sometimes.
So she tried her best to satisfy his pride and self-esteem as a man.
"Let's listen to some music. Music is more suitable for rainy days." Mu Yanzhu took out the headphones from the inside of his pocket.
Jiang Qingchi raised his eyebrows, "Don't listen to Jay Chou anymore."
Mu Yanzhu was immediately amused.
"This is a classic. All I hear are classics, okay?"
"I won't listen anymore. I've really had enough. Let's change it to something else."
"Well, since it's a rainy day, let's just listen to it."
"What's the meaning?"
"Nanquan's mother's rainy day, haven't you heard of it?"
Jiang Qingchi raised his eyebrows again, "Mother Nanquan? Why don't you call me Dad Nanquan?"
"It's a combination, idiot!"
Mu Yanzhu found this song, and she would listen to it every rainy day. Just the intro was so heart-stirring.
What to do when it rains? I miss you so much.
I don't dare to call you, I can't find the reason.
"Jiang He, whenever it rains in the future, if you listen to this song, you will think of me."
Jiang Qingchi smiled disapprovingly, "Okay."
This is a very quiet time for each other.
Hug each other, accompany each other.
Until Jiang Qingchi said something shocking:
"Don't you ever bend your knees again."
Mu Yanzhu:? ?
"I know everything. When I caught a cold last time, you bent your knees and went to the cafeteria to beg your aunt to make soup for me. Do you think they are so talkative that they are willing to open a small stove for you?"
ah…
Mu Yanzhu finally understood, "Brother, that's called groveling!"
"Pretty much. Anyway, don't do this kind of thing again. I don't like you begging for help for me."
“…”
"Hurry up and promise me, otherwise I won't be practical!" He hugged her tightly and said with a frown.
Mu Yanzhu curled her lips and said, "I promise you, I promise you."
"That's pretty much it."
…
Winter passes and spring comes, late spring and early summer.
Time passed by so peacefully and steadily. Seeing his roommates finishing their work at school and leaving school one after another, Mu Yanzhu suddenly realized:
Four years.
It passed before I knew it.
Four years can be said to be long or short. Several people sleep in the same place every day. Those joyful, sad and unpleasant woods will pass over time, and will be gradually forgotten and no longer exist. exist.
When the last roommate left, Mu Yanzhu went to the train station to see her off, and the two hugged.
"When you go to bed at night, remember to lock the door." said the roommate.
Mu Yanzhu hummed, and her eyes became moist involuntarily. People all have feelings, even if they don't have a strong relationship, it still hurts to see them go.
Because it is very likely that we will never see him again in this life.
"Have a safe trip."
"Well, go back. You have to come back again when you take graduation photos."
Mu Yanzhu returned to school and was suddenly hit on the head by a basketball while passing by the playground.
Rubbing his head and looking over, he saw a boy with short hair, tall, with small eyes and average appearance.
"I'm sorry, classmate... I hit you!"
"fine."
"Oh no, what if something happens? I'd better take you to the infirmary for a checkup!"
"No, it's really okay."
The boy smiled and said, "Hey, okay, I'm really sorry."
After saying that, he left, and Mu Yanzhu also left without taking it seriously.
On the way back to the dormitory, just as she was about to call Jiang Qingchi, she saw him standing downstairs in her dormitory.
The navy blue denim jacket is open, with a white inner layer, dark brown trousers, and a pair of sneakers of the same color.
The streetlight lengthened his shadow, and the light outlined the outline of his face. His profile was perfect, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his thin posture was indescribably charming and handsome.
Mu Yanzhu walked over and patted his shoulder, "Handsome guy!"
He is really handsome in a denim jacket, very sunny and fresh. Of course, he is also very fresh on weekdays, but Mu Yanzhu thinks Jiang Qingchi is particularly handsome today.
Jiang Qingchi handed over the strawberry cake in his hand, "Where have you been? I didn't answer my call!"
Mu Yanzhu took the box of cakes and said, "The phone is on silent. I'm going to see off my roommates. Everyone has left. From now on, I will be left alone."
"Who said that? You and me."
Putting his arms around her shoulders, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner!"
"Can I eat you?" she joked.
Jiang Qingchi also laughed, with a mischievous tone, "Wait a minute, the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is!"
"You are the eunuch!"
"Woman, if I were a eunuch, what would happen to your happiness for the rest of your life?"
Mu Yanzhu snorted, "You know how to talk, but you don't give."
"It's not because I cherish you, you heartless stinky girl!"
They were all jokes, he was teasing her, she knew it.
Jiang Qingchi even bought movie tickets in advance. It was a comedy. He laughed very happily the whole time. From time to time, he pointed at the screen for Mu Yanzhu to watch, making her laugh too.
She saw the light in his eyes, hugged his arm and pressed against his body.
This boy has been attracting her like a magnetic field, making her keep coming closer and closer.
Let's continue to be happy like this.
Please, God.
…
After watching the movie, on the way back to school, Mu Yanzhu saw the boy who accidentally hit her with a basketball.
The other party waved to her, and even though they had just met by chance, they spoke in a familiar manner, "Classmate, is your head okay? I was worried that you had a big bump on your head!"
"It's okay."
Mu Yanzhu took Jiang Qingchi's arm and walked away.
The latter turned his face and looked at her, "Who was that just now?"
"Oh, on the way back to school today, I accidentally hit my head with a basketball. It was him who hit me."
"Let me see."
Pulling her hair, Jiang Qingchi had to check her from beginning to end and was relieved when she didn't see any big bags.
"Why does this routine sound so familiar?" He said, rubbing his chin.
"You and Cheng Huan, have you forgotten?"
He smiled and said, "I didn't forget, but you already have a handsome boyfriend like me. You must look down on that country bumpkin just now."
"There is an elective class tomorrow. Wife, you can go with me."
"good."
She has no classes anyway.
As soon as he sat in that classroom, Mu Yanzhu was deeply touched, and his eye circles suddenly turned red.
Jiang Qingchi laughed so hard that tears came out, and he freed his hands to pinch Mu Yanzhu's face.
"I discovered that my Jiang Yan is really a god!"
She glared at him and held his hand, "You are the god, and your whole family is a god!"
"Hahaha."
Jiang Qingchi pointed at her forehead and poked her hard.
"You are so stupid that I cry. You are just like my mother. Every time she curses someone, she curses herself."
"roll."
Be concise and to the point.
Now that we are familiar with each other, I dare to scold him.
Jiang Qingchi lowered his neck and touched Mu Yanzhu's hair, "Oh, he is so cute when he has a temper, and he is also cute when he cries."
"Where did I cry?"
"Look at the red circles in my wife's eyes. What was she thinking just now?"
“I’m very impressed with this classroom.”
"What kind of profound method? Tell me about it." He became interested, holding his chin with one hand and waiting for her next words.
Give her curiosity, patience, and gentleness.
At this moment, Jiang Qingchi really felt that he would never fall in love again in this life.
Mu Yanzhu sighed almost inaudibly.
"This classroom is very close to our dormitory, so in the evenings of my freshman and sophomore years, after self-study at 8:40, I would come here to write manuscripts. All the years of struggle, suffering, loneliness, and loneliness are here. Here, but whenever I think about my future, where I will stand at a height that is admired by thousands of people, I don’t feel bitter anymore.”
There was a pause.
Mu Yanzhu looked at him.
"Jiang He, I love my job very much, and I want to stick to my ideals until I achieve the height I want."
Jiang Qingchi nodded, "I agree with you to stick to your ideals. Everyone must have ideals."
"so-"
She bit her lip slightly, unable to speak.
"After graduation, I may not be in Ningcheng for several years."
…
The smile on Jiang Qingchi's face froze little by little.
He groaned and blinked slowly, "How many years?"
"It will take at least three years. I want to rely on myself to get to the position I want little by little."
Jiang Qingchi fell silent.
Something seemed to die in his silence.
(End of chapter)