On the way home, Cheng Kou's mind was full of words like "gay" and "faggot". Cheng Kou was not a child anymore, so she naturally knew that there were such people in the world. Due to her work, she had also come into contact with some people in this group. She didn't think they were any different from other people, but when she thought that Su Yan was one of them, she felt sour and sad in her heart.
When going upstairs, Cheng Kou was in a trance and his hand slipped and he dropped the key on the last step in front of the house.
She bent down to pick it up, and at the same time, the old security door of her house was opened from the inside.
Cheng Kou maintained this posture and looked in the direction of the voice. The person holding the handle had an unforgettable handsome face. After searching his memory for a moment and confirming that it was her, he softened his brows and turned to the person inside and smiled, "Aunt Song, I said it was Cheng Kou who came back, and it turned out to be true."
Song Qingwu came over and saw Cheng Kou being considerately let in. She was even more satisfied and did not hide her love for that person. She nodded, recalled the past, and said, "Linchen, you have been able to recognize Koubao's footsteps since you were a child. I didn't expect that after not seeing her for so many years, you still understand her well."
Xia Linchen held her arm, smiled modestly, and made Song Qingwu smile. He returned to the kitchen, and finally asked Cheng Kou to accompany him to reminisce the past and not to neglect him.
Cheng Kou agreed to all of them and led Xia Linchen back to the sofa to sit down. Before he could speak, the other party said considerately, "Cheng Kou, don't be polite to me. We are friends. I'll sit down and watch TV for a while. You go to your room and change your clothes first. Then it won't be too late to talk."
Cheng Kou thought he was right, so she went back to her room and changed into her home clothes. Xia Linchen really stayed there obediently, which was not like his character at all.
Cheng Kou and Xia Linchen are childhood sweethearts, a relationship that cannot be avoided. Song Qingwu and Xia Linchen's mother Zhuang Wanhua are very good sisters. Even though Zhuang Wanhua later married a local young talent, the only son of the wealthy Xia family, that is, Xia Linchen's father, and the lives of the two people have changed qualitatively, this friendship has never stopped.
When Cheng Kou was a child, he often played with Xia Linchen, ate and slept together, and they were indistinguishable from each other.
Because their homes were in the north and south of the city, they had been attending different schools until they were admitted to the same key high school. However, this did not affect their relationship, as Xia Linchen had always been her best and most intimate friend of the opposite sex.
But such a friend went abroad directly after graduating from high school and almost lost contact. It has been eight years. During these eight years, Xia Linchen only sent her a postcard wherever he went, probably to let her know that he was still alive.
Cheng Kou was getting angry when she saw the dozen postcards that she had carefully collected while changing her clothes. Xia Linchen was really unfriendly. He wanted to get rid of her with just these things. What a nice thought!
Song Qingwu prepared a table of her specialty dishes. Cheng Kou took a quick look and saw that some of the dishes were Xia Linchen's favorites. Her favorite cumin spicy potatoes were placed right in front of Xia Linchen. It was true that her own daughter was not as good as other people's children...
Xia Linchen knew what she was thinking just by looking at her expression, and pulled her arm to let her sit next to him.
Well, the dishes placed in this position happen to be her second favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and her third favorite cola chicken wings...
As a foodie, Cheng Kou was delighted to have something delicious, and followed her mother's instructions to pick up some food for Xia Linchen. A piece of spare ribs and a chicken wing, and then she forked away a potato and put it in her own bowl.
The dinner was a great success. After the meal, Song Qingwu took Zhuang Wanhua, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, back to her room to chat with her bestie. She told Cheng's father to wash the dishes and sent Cheng Kou and Xia Linchen to the balcony. The Cheng family's balcony was full of green plants. Among the vibrant greenery, there were two rocking chairs, which were usually where Cheng's father and mother would cool off after dinner.
Xia Linchen started the conversation first, "Are you returning to City C to settle down?"
"Yes." Cheng Kou nodded and took a sip of the tea placed on the bamboo low table. It tasted sweet. "What about you? Are you still wandering around the world?"
"I'm back this time and I won't leave for the time being." Cheng Kou was a little surprised by the answer given by Xia Linchen. He has never been the kind of person who can be constrained by a comfortable place.
"Very well, Aunt Zhuang has been thinking about you."
"My mom..." Xia Linchen shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and stopped the topic, then asked, "Are you still in touch with your classmates?"
"It's OK, not much." Cheng Kou's eyes drifted to the sky outside with sunset glow. "It was OK when I first entered college, but after a long time, we didn't chat much."
Before Xia Linchen could reply, Cheng Kou's cell phone rang. She glanced at Xia Linchen, who politely gestured for her to do as she pleased.
Speak of the devil, and he will appear. An old classmate actually called her to reminisce about the past. It was Yi Jin, the vice-monitor of their class. He got straight to the point, "Hey, Miss Cheng, I heard that you returned to City C. Where are you working now?"
Cheng Kou silently said the name "Yi Jin" to Xia Linchen and answered the question with a smile. She knew that this was just a polite remark from the other party. Yi Jin must have called her after seeing her circle of friends. In the photo she took, Nanshan's work badge couldn't be more conspicuous, so she concluded that this was Yi Jin's way of making small talk. Otherwise, could he be blind...
When Xia Linchen saw her rolling her eyes in annoyance, he knew that Yi Jin must have said something boring that made Cheng Kou speechless. Yi Jin was not a bad person, but he was slick and unpopular. Moreover, Yi Jin had no prestige as the deputy monitor. Not only did he never do anything practical for the class, but he also went to the next class every day to show his courtesy to Shen Yang, the cultural and arts committee member of their class.
But King Mo has a dream and the goddess has no intention. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shen Yang likes Su Yan.
Yi Jin continued to mutter, and Cheng Kou kept smiling and occasionally responded. She was puzzled, wondering why Yi Jin had to spend twenty minutes talking to her about family matters.
She really doesn't know him well!
It was just because Yi Jin also studied journalism in college that they exchanged phone numbers and added each other as WeChat friends, but it wasn't her initiative.
As if realizing that the foreshadowing was sufficient, Yi Jin changed the subject, with an undisguised smug tone, and said with a smile, "Cheng Kou, do you still remember Shen Yang? Yes, the one from Class 9. We are getting married next month."
Well, what a red bomb, she hasn’t received her salary yet!
Hey, that beautiful lady Shen Yang, who is as gorgeous as a peach blossom, was actually caught up by this persistent and persistent King Mo!
Cheng Kou thought past these two complaints and expressed his congratulations sincerely.
Yi Jin continued, "Well, next weekend Shen Yang and I want to invite students from Class 9 and Class 10 to get together. Do you have time?"
Cheng Kou agreed and she would definitely go.
Basically, Yi Jin had achieved the purpose of making the call. Just as he was about to finish, he suddenly remembered something, so he asked, "By the way, Cheng Kou, do you have Xia Linchen's contact information?"
Cheng Koumo: “…”
Yi Jin continued, "Why are you silent? You don't know either? Aren't you best friends with him..."
I know, of course I know, he is right next to me, okay...
Cheng Kou scratched her hair, handed the phone to Xia Linchen, and said briefly, "Looking for you."
Xia Linchen took it, turned his back to her, and said something to her. He quickly hung up the phone and returned it to her. Then he made a joke with emotion, "I didn't expect Yi Jin to get married so early, and to Shen Yang."
Cheng Kou smiled and said to him, "He is not the first one in our class. Several people got married right after graduation."
"In the blink of an eye, everyone has grown up." After Xia Linchen finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something and kept his eyes on her.
Cheng Kou was puzzled by her gaze and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"Cheng Kou, Aunt Song said that you haven't brought a boyfriend home in all these years." Xia Linchen lowered his head and stared at her, and asked slowly, "Are you still thinking about Su Yan?"
The word "thinking about", when applied to the relationship between a man and a woman, has a bit of the meaning of "a toad wanting to eat swan flesh". Cheng Kou didn't bother to investigate Xia Linchen's choice of words. When she suddenly heard that name, her brain was tangled for a moment. She could only think of the gossip she heard at Su's in the afternoon and was speechless.
If she was sixteen, she would have been shy and unwilling to speak out. But at twenty-six, she chose to admit it openly and freely—in a joking way.
"Yes, I still think about him." Cheng Kou blinked and playfully resolved the awkward moment. "I heard that he has taken over the family business now and is a CEO-level figure. You know me. I have loved watching Cinderella fly up to the tree and become a phoenix since I was a child."
Not only does she like to watch, she also wants to act in it, but unfortunately no one gives her the chance to enter.
Alas, to put it bluntly it's all just a sigh. Why should she torture herself? Just relax, tomorrow is another new day.
Cheng Kou felt that she was too optimistic and too A Q. So what if the male god liked men? He didn't like other women anyway.
Song Qingwu personally came to call them to the living room to eat fruit. Cheng Kou ate sweet strawberries while listening to Song Qingwu and Xia Linchen chatting.
"Auntie Song, how was the tea you ordered last time? I'm going to H City again in a few days and will bring you some more."
"Okay, thank you first, Auntie." Song Qingwu said with a smile, and pinched Cheng Kou who was only focused on eating, and taught him a lesson, "Koubao, look at Lin Chen. H City is so close to S City, and you have been there for so long, and you don't even think about your mother."
Cheng Kou grimaced in pain, and she felt that Song Qingwu's eyes were looking at her with more and more disappointment.
Zhuang Wanhua persuaded from the side, "This rascal only knows how to act cute here, but he has no filial piety towards me and Old Xia. No matter how we call him, he won't go home."
"Cheng Kou is the same." Song Qingwu complained, "I finally came back and found a job so far away from home. I have to get up early every day. I was so sleepy when I drove to work a few days ago that I almost hit someone."
Cheng Kou blushed. She felt embarrassed that Song Qingwu brought up this matter in front of Zhuang Wanhua.
Xia Linchen smiled and glanced at Cheng Kou's face casually, and suggested, "Aunt Song, I have a house near Nanshan Magazine. How about letting Cheng Kou move there?"
Cheng Kou almost choked to death on the strawberries, but when she coughed, Song Qingwu had already taken care of it for her.
Cheng Kou: “…”
Her mother must be the champion in selling her daughter!
The next day was the weekend, and Song Qingwu helped Cheng Kou pack up her daily necessities. She had just returned home and there were many things that she didn't need yet, so she just happened to deliver them to Xia Linchen's car.
Cheng Kou was left to Xia Linchen by her mother, who drove across half of the city and finally entered an upscale residential area called "Yurenyuan".
This place looks ordinary, but it is actually a different world. Just by looking at the license plates of the cars coming and going, Cheng Kou knew that the residents here must be rich or noble, and he couldn't help but look at Xia Linchen a few more times.
Entering the building, Cheng Kou felt what the world of the rich was like. It was low-key and luxurious, nothing special.
Cheng Kou followed Xia Linchen to the seventh floor. There were only two households on one floor. She looked up at the house number and saw that Xia Linchen lived on 702.
After helping her move all her things, Xia Linchen went out with a small suitcase. Only then did Cheng Kou know that his flight was to H City in the afternoon.
The house was very big. Xia Linchen should have just bought it not long ago. There were only some simple decorations and necessary furniture. There were three bedrooms in total. Cheng Kou chose a sunny room in the guest room and began to pack her luggage.
After working all morning, Cheng Kou was hungry. She remembered that there was a Wal-Mart outside Yurenyuan, so she took her keys, wallet, and phone and went out. She bought some daily necessities, fruits, vegetables, and condiments, and finally threw a few packs of her favorite biscuits into the shopping cart.
When she returned to 702 again, she saw a little kid of four or five years old squatting at the door of 701 next door. The kid's little face was so fair and tender that people wanted to pinch it.
"Little boy, why are you here alone? Where are your parents?" Cheng Kou was so touched by his cuteness that she took the initiative to greet him.
The child was wearing exquisitely crafted clothes, and it was obvious that he came from a wealthy family. He looked at Cheng Kou, his black eyes rolled around, and he answered in a baby voice, "They are not at home, I am waiting for Sister Xiaoya." He paused, pointed to the carved wooden door of Room 702, and asked, "Sister, do you live here? I have never seen you before."
"Oh, my sister just moved here today." Cheng Kou has always been popular with children. Although this child is small, he is not shy. She couldn't help asking him, "Little boy, aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"
The little boy said like an adult, "Sister, you are so beautiful, you are definitely not a bad person."
"You're so sweet." Cheng Kou scratched his face with her fingers, feeling the softness, and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"
"My name is Little Inkfish!" He straightened his little body slightly and answered in a very loud voice, as if he liked his name very much.
"So cute." Cheng Kou sighed, took out a bag of cookies from the shopping bag and handed it to him, "Sister will treat you."
The little cuttlefish was troubled for a while, but continued and said politely, "Thank you, sister."
Cheng Kou waited with him at the door. Soon, the "Sister Xiaoya" mentioned by Little Moyu came hurriedly. It turned out to be his nanny.
Little Moyu followed Xiaoya into the house and waved goodbye to Cheng Kou, "Sister, let's play together next time."
"It's a deal."
Su Yan went to meet a client on the weekend. When he got home, it was already past six o'clock. He opened the door and saw a bright room. It was so late, the nanny Xiaoya should have gone home.
"Xiaowu, you're back!" Little Squid ran over with his short legs, took out his slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them neatly on the ground.
Su Yan bent down to take off his leather shoes, and raised his hand to rub the top of his head. He said with a doting tone and a faint smile, "No rules."
Little Moyu took out a box of cookies from the room and showed it to Su Yan like a treasure. "Xiao Wu, a beautiful girl moved in next door and gave me cookies."
"Yeah." Su Yan took a glance. The animal-shaped handmade biscuits were small and delicate, and children loved them. He said indifferently, "Don't eat too much. Also, remember to thank them."
The little cuttlefish nodded vigorously, like pounding garlic, and ran back to the room in a flash.
Su Yan remembered that his brother had told him that the house next door had been sold, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Now that he thinks about it, it seems that the buyer was a man
The person the little cuttlefish saw was probably his wife or girlfriend.