Chu Zhi was about to die.
It was a long walk from the teaching building back to the dormitory. She was struggling to hold a large handful of snake fruit, which was so big that she could barely hold it. Halfway through, her arm felt like it was about to break.
The people who were selling Christmas Eve apples that he had seen before on the road had disappeared. Chu Zhi silently bowed his head and looked at the handful of apples in his arms.
Thirty dollars a piece, how much is that!
Childhood Chuzhi, who was nurtured by her first father's diligence and thrift as a child, felt very painful.
Once in the bedroom, Chu Zhi threw the apples on the table, pulled out a clean cloth bag, and sat on a chair to peel off the layers of wrapping paper.
She took out all the apples one by one, put them in the bag, and repeated this action mechanically, even in a daze.
She looked straight at the bag of bright red snake fruit, and suddenly said, "Let's go sell apples."
Lin Tong: "…"
Gu Han: "… "
Xue Niannan raised his head with his back to Ma Zhe: "First of all, the development of the capitalist economy provides economic, social and historical conditions for the emergence and development of Marxism—"
Gu Han looked at her incredulously: "I thought it was weird enough for a pink water cup to chase a girl to give apples, but you actually want to sell it?"
Chuzhi blinked: "But there are so many, we can't finish it, it's a waste."
Lin Tong came over with a hot water bottle in his hand, snapped, and the hot water bottle slapped her on the forehead: "I didn't say that, Little Gardenia, what the hell is going on with you, Senior Lu, right now."
Chu Zhi let out a cry, raised her hand to take it, and hugged it in her arms.
She turned around and sat with her chin resting on the back of the chair, frowning a little confused: "I don't know either."
Lin Tong: "Is he chasing you?"
Gu Han: "He's chasing you."
Xue Niannan: "The struggle of the proletariat against the bourgeoisie is intensifying day by day, and there is a strong demand for the guidance of scientific theories—"
Chu Zhi rubbed the hot water bottle in her hand, lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Yes..."
Xue Niannan finally raised his head and said with a smile, "No, he accompanied you for a week in class just because he took a final exam in the advertising department."
Chu Zhi's eyes widened: "Really?"
"… "
Gu Han sighed deeply: "I suddenly feel that this pink cup senior is also pitiful. What's the matter?"
Lin Tong frowned, took out a fruit knife from the drawer, and raised his hand towards Chuzhi: "Then what do you think, how do you feel, whether you like it or not, accept it or not."
Chu Zhi also frowned, and took out a snake fruit from the cloth bag and threw it at her in the air: "I don't know, I always feel a little—"
She couldn't speak, she didn't know how to express it.
Chu Zhi felt that this kind of thing seemed to be done by someone's hands, and he could say three-point love words with a three-point heart. He didn't know which words he could believe and which words he couldn't believe.
Although he told her not to run too far that night, he really kept a distance of nowhere to go, brought her breakfast every day, watched her finish eating, didn't say much, and sat quietly in the row behind her Accompanying her to class, she seems to be idle every day until Chuzhi begins to wonder if he has been expelled from the school.
But she didn't know if it was his whim.
Chuzhi grew up so big, and it seemed that she had never liked any boy.
Even if it was the "first love" with Yin Mingshuo in the story, she didn't even feel the slightest bit after breaking up, and even thought the school flower was very beautiful. When the two were eating together, it was like a Korean drama, very beautiful and fit. , I sincerely want to pay tribute to the lung capacity of these two people.
So if she thinks from another angle, will she be willing to take Yin Mingshuo home
It seems unwilling.
If Yin Mingshuo, or anyone else standing in front of her house sick, would she allow him to stay overnight
It doesn't seem to be either.
What if someone else did the same thing as Lu Jiaheng and said the same thing as him
Chu Zhi felt that she might call the police.
But when that person was replaced by him, for some reason, everything was different.
It seems that because it is him, anything can be done.
Before she didn't know how much of him she was, he seemed to have preemptively become different on her side.
Thinking of this, Chu Zhi frowned, with a sad face, and sighed long: "Then do I still want to sell this apple..."
On Christmas Eve night, Lu Jiaheng went home.
Lu Hongsheng and Jiang Ruan were both at home, and there was laughter and laughter before he entered the door.
Once inside, the living room was quiet.
Only Lu Jiayi, as always, looked at him with big bright eyes.
The little boy couldn't help grinning, clumsily climbed off the sofa with his fat calves, and called him in a soft voice, "Brother!"
Jiang Ruan chased after him: "Yiyi! Put on shoes!"
Lu Jiayi ignored her and ran in front of Lu Jiaheng by himself. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he turned his head and raised his hand to push her: "Mom stay away from brother, mother don't hit brother."
Jiang Ruan's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly whispered to him: "Yiyi! What are you talking about!"
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile.
Lu Hongsheng had already heard it. He sat on the sofa and raised his head, frowning: "What's going on?"
Jiang Ruan pursed his lips, and his face changed slightly: "It's nothing, I misunderstood him."
Lu Jiaheng pursed the corners of his lips, changed his shoes and entered the room without speaking.
Jiang Ruan has already explained it lightly under Lu Hongsheng's questioning. Lu Hongsheng feels that he is the center of the world and the head of the family. All things must be under his control, and he must know all things. Everyone has to listen to him, and his face is naturally not very good at this time.
Lu Jiaheng nestled into the sofa and listened one after another, as if it was none of his business.
He waited for a while, but he didn't mean to stop there, Jiang Ruan's eyes were a little red, and his voice was high: "I was looking for the child for an afternoon! When I saw him in this situation, how worried I was in my heart. It's not like he hasn't eaten peaches for Yiyi before, who knows if he did it on purpose! Even if he didn't give it, he knew that Yiyi was allergic, why didn't he stop him at the time!"
What she said was quite reasonable, and Lu Hongsheng didn't speak for a while.
Lu Jiaheng lifted his eyelids slightly and glanced at the family of three who seemed to be acting.
Lu Jiayi slumped in the corner and sobbed, her small head lowered, her eyes full of tears, and she looked panicked and helpless.
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyes and looked at the watch on the wall, it was less than six o'clock.
Chuzhi ends get out of class at five o'clock, she should have been out of class for a while now.
Lu Jiaheng tapped the armrest of the sofa with his fingertips, played with the tassels on the cushion with one hand, and said casually: "If you think your son is a fool, he has just eaten the food from the hospital, and he will eat it again if you give him food, then you Just think I did it on purpose." He squinted and looked at the child in the corner next to him, "Are you a fool?"
Lu Jiayi sniffed, and his little head shook like a rattle: "Yiyi doesn't eat, Yiyi is not a fool."
Lu Hongsheng frowned, turned his head to look at him and said sharply, "Can you speak well? Who taught you to speak yin and yang?"
"It's useless for you to teach me anyway," Lu Jiaheng's eyes stopped on the surface, a little impatient, "what's the matter with you."
His tone was really not very good. As usual, Lu Hongsheng might have exploded immediately.
Today, he was obviously restrained and forbearance. He didn't answer for a long time, took a deep breath, and said in an unusually calm tone, "Are you going back to the company for an internship during the winter vacation?"
Oh, it's such a thing.
Lu Jiaheng licked his lips and slowly raised the corners of his lips: "Yes."
"How did the old man tell you?"
Lu Jiaheng almost couldn't help laughing.
He lazily drooped his eyes and said, "I said you disappointed him a bit."
Sure enough, Lu Hongsheng's expression changed slightly, and in just a moment, he returned to his original appearance.
Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes slightly and remained calm.
He seemed to be able to see his brain at high speed.
The old man Lu is almost rare this year. Lu Hongsheng is the only son. Although Lu Jiaheng and him have a bad relationship, they are father and son anyway.
What's more, his eldest son is a well-known dude in the circle. He is ignorant and has no skills. He fails every year. I'm afraid I don't know at all.
Thinking of this, Lu Hongsheng was relieved again, and the whole person was relaxed.
Lu Jiaheng curled his lips, feeling rather ironic.
His eyes fell back to the dial again. He threw the sofa cushion in his hand and stood up: "I have nothing else to do? I have nothing else to do. I have an appointment with friends at night."
As soon as Lu Jiaheng walked downstairs to the girls' dormitory, he saw Chu Zhi came out with a cloth bag in his hand.
The bag looked quite heavy. She held it with both hands, leaned back slightly, and stretched her arms straight. The bag was placed on her feet and stopped after walking for a while, like a clumsy little penguin.
Lu Jiaheng held the phone and turned slightly, hiding behind the tree next to him: "I'll be there in a while." He hung up the phone without waiting for Cheng Yi to answer, and walked towards Chuzhi.
The little penguin had just descended the steps in front of the dormitory building, and was walking forward staggeringly, murmuring something while walking, his rosy lips moving gently, and shaking his head with emotion.
Lu Jiaheng raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, slowed down, and walked in front of her.
There was a person in front of him, Chu Zhi raised his head and looked dumbfounded. Seeing that it was him, he took two steps back as if he had been frightened.
Before, because the class was about to start, the two of them didn't have time to say a word.
The content of the final conversation was that he was begging for this and that. It was clearly what he said, but Chu Zhi felt a little ashamed. He lowered his eyes without looking at him, and said dryly, "Hello, senior..."
Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes and looked at the bag at her feet: "Is this an apple?"
Chu Zhi nodded.
"I gave you?"
At the beginning, click again.
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you going to give it back to me?"
Chuzhi shook her head and said honestly, "I'm going to sell it."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
Lu Jiaheng thought he heard it wrong: "What?"
Chuzhi shrank his shoulders and repeated bravely, "I plan to sell..."
Lu Jiaheng laughed angrily: "Are you going to sell the apple I gave you?"
"Then I'll give you the money back," she said in a soft, thin voice, her head lowered, as if she was still complaining about him, "How can there be a big head like you, spending so much money to buy so much, eating so much It's a waste if you can't finish it."
Lu Jiaheng didn't speak.
After a long while, he sighed softly: "I heard them say that giving an apple to someone she likes on Christmas Eve can help her stay safe and happy all year."
Chu Zhi was stunned and looked up at him.
He lowered his eyes and seemed to feel a little naive. He smiled lightly and looked at her calmly and attentively with his dark eyes: "I just wanted to give you everything that I could buy at that time."
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