"Don't cry."
Jiang Xingzhou wiped Song Ci's tears helplessly.
Why am I about to cry when I talk about this
"We have to give her her meal card when we go back later. We can talk then. Besides, we were in the office just now and the teacher was there. How could we talk to her?"
In order to give Song Ci confidence, he said firmly: "My mother likes you very much!"
"I just said I wanted to meet my parents. My mom is anxious. She's afraid that I'll bully you and scare you away. She can't wait for us to get engaged and tie you down."
Jiang Xingzhou suddenly touched his chin, and his eyes changed when he looked at Song Ci.
Song Ci: “?”
"How about..." Jiang Xingzhou said, "Let's go get the marriage certificate after we meet the parents."
"ah?"
Song Ci was completely confused this time.
How come you rushed to get the certificate so quickly
Although she agreed, it was too fast.
I haven’t met the parents yet!
Seeing that she was so scared that she stopped crying, Jiang Xingzhou burst out laughing.
"I'm just kidding. Go back quickly. The playground is still quite cold."
But the matter of getting the certificate couldn't be skipped, he said, "We'll go when you're ready to get the certificate."
Song Ci heaved a sigh of relief immediately. It turned out that she was not ready to get married yet.
After walking around the auditorium again, the two of them talked about the interesting things that happened in high school, and before they knew it, they were back in the teaching building.
Jiang Xingzhou first sent a message to Ms. Lin to confirm that Ms. Lin was in the office, and then took Song Ci directly to the office.
When they arrived at the door, Jiang Xingzhou pushed it open a crack and saw through the crack that there were no other teachers in the office. Only then did Jiang Xingzhou feel at ease and pushed the door open with Song Ci.
Jiang Xingzhou put the meal card on the table: "Meal card."
Song Ci bowed behind him, as respectful as if he was meeting his teacher at school.
"Hello, Auntie."
Ms. Lin immediately smiled.
"Ci Ci is here. Is it cold outside? Sit down, sit down."
Jiang Xingzhou consciously pulled a stool over for Song Ci and asked her to sit down. He then found a stool and sat next to her, leaning against the table and taking out his cell phone to play.
Judging from Ms. Lin's expression, she doesn't intend to pay attention to him.
"It's not cold, I'm wearing enough clothes." Song Ci replied one by one.
She seemed to feel that she was not proactive enough, so she grabbed her pants and asked with courage: "Auntie, don't you have classes this period?"
Ms. Lin smiled and replied, "No, I have to wait until the third period to have class."
"Is that so? So you came so early today because you have morning self-study? It's hard to be a teacher."
Song Ci was nervous as he spoke and was the worst at chatting.
And the person opposite is her future mother-in-law!
Woo woo woo, I’m so scared.
She kept her back straight, fearing that her mother-in-law would think she was sitting improperly.
Compared to Jiang Xingzhou who was leaning on the table next to him, Song Ci was many times more obedient.
Ms. Lin kicked Jiang Xingzhou, then looked at Song Ci with a smile again.
She didn't pretend to say that she was not tired, but cried directly to Song Ci.
"I'm tired. Fortunately, Cici is not a teacher. I have to get up so early every day. This year, the school assigned me the job of a class teacher. I haven't had a good night's sleep. I have to get up before dawn every day."
Ms. Lin changed the subject: "How about you guys, are you tired of shooting videos?"
Song Ci was not sure how to respond to Ms. Lin's sudden complaint. When she asked about their video shooting, she immediately replied, "We are fine. We will shoot it in our free time and edit it when we are free."
"Oh, by the way, Cici, I heard him say that your main job is also freelance, right?" Ms. Lin asked.
Song Ci's heart immediately tightened, fearing that Ms. Lin didn't like her job, but Jiang Xingzhou said that she liked him very much, which gave her some confidence.
She replied nervously: "Yes, Auntie, my main job is to write novels."
"Writing a novel?!" Ms. Lin's voice became louder with shock.
Jiang Xingzhou also looked up from his screen, paying attention to Ms. Lin's expression.
"Mom, why are you so excited? You must have heard of it. You graduated from the Chinese major. You are so ignorant." Jiang Xingzhou said deliberately exaggeratedly.
"You kid, go away." Ms. Lin kicked him again.
Song Ci swallowed and waited anxiously for Ms. Lin's judgment.
What is Ms. Lin’s attitude now
Ms. Lin looked at Song Ci with a smile: "Writing novels is good. I also wrote novels when I was young. It is still in my computer. At that time, I was delayed by work. I only wrote a little and then put it aside. Ci Ci, where are you writing books? Next time I pick up this hobby, you can guide me and we can make an appointment to write a book together, okay?"
Song Ci was instantly flattered.
She looked at Jiang Xingzhou in shock, then back at Ms. Lin.
nod.
"Yes, yes, Auntie."
"That's a deal. Come on, let's add each other as friends. This guy is always afraid that I'll eat you, so he won't let me add you as my friend."
Ms. Lin finally stated her ultimate goal.
Today, she got her daughter-in-law's WeChat account with just three sentences.
Song Ci stupidly took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and scanned Ms. Lin's QR code.
She thought about what she should say, and then she suddenly said, "This is my fault. I should have taken the initiative to add Aunt as a friend."
Ms. Lin smiled and said, "Just add it this time. It's all this boy's fault, not yours."
Jiang Xingzhou stood aside, feeling hopeless.
How come Ms. Lin is still so jumpy after being a teacher for so many years
He was scared to death.
"Okay, I passed. Have you checked it?"
The more Ms. Lin looked at it, the more she liked it.
Song Ci sent a rose: "Received."
"Hey, I got it too."
Ms. Lin gave Song Ci a grin in response.
Jiang Xingzhou sneered at the side and said, "You two are chatting on WeChat. Is there anything I can't listen to?"
He casually created a small group for the three of them: "Next time, after meeting the parents, add my dad and Song Song's parents in."
Xingyun Zaizhou: Let's chat. Chin on the hand.jpg
Song Ci and Ms. Lin put down their phones at the same time. Ms. Lin came up and pulled Song Ci's stool towards her. Fortunately, there were wheels underneath, so it was easy to pull.
Song Ci was startled, held the handrail, and asked, "What's wrong, auntie?"
Ms. Lin pulled her in and said in a low voice, "Next time I'll send you a novel I wrote before and see if it can be published."
Before Song Ci could react, Jiang Xingzhou was already unhappy.
"I want to read it too. Why don't you let your own son read it? After all, I have read so many novels. I can tell your level at a glance."
"Go away. You've never written a novel. What do you know?"
"Who said that!"
Jiang Xingzhou was proud: "Mom, don't underestimate me. With Song Song's help, I have also written 30,000 words, and I can sign a contract myself. Song Song helped me submit it to an editor, and the editor said that I can publish it whenever I want after I have enough manuscripts."
"What are you writing about?" Ms. Lin was skeptical. "Traveling through time and space, becoming a loser, and then counterattacking and becoming the best in the world?"
Jiang Xingzhou was speechless: "You know a lot."
Thinking of what Jiang Xingzhou wrote, Song Ci's cheeks blushed in embarrassment. She pursed her lips and helped Jiang Xingzhou explain.
"Auntie, he writes about the two of us."
Ms. Lin was silent.
"You write romance novels?"
"I can't write it." Jiang Xingzhou frowned. What was Ms. Lin thinking? "I'm writing for men. Mom, you are just ignorant. There are also romance novels for men."
Ms. Lin: “?”
"You are so ignorant." Jiang Xingzhou took the opportunity to despise Ms. Lin.
"I think you're itchy."
Jiang Xingzhou moved back a little using the stool and ran behind Song Ci.
If Song Ci blocked her, Ms. Lin would definitely not be willing to take action.
He unscrupulously made faces at Ms. Lin behind Song Ci.
Ms. Lin pinched her eyebrows, really worried that Song Ci would dislike him for looking like this.
She pulled Song Ci's stool and brought him to the position where Jiang Xingzhou was just now. Jiang Xingzhou was exposed, and she quickly kicked him.
Song Ci narrowed her eyes and watched the interaction between the mother and son.
At this time, the bell rang.
Jiang Xingzhou stopped making trouble immediately.
"Mom, I've sent your meal card. It's alright, Song Song and I will leave first."
"Okay," Ms. Lin collected her own trash can and trash bag, "Take the trash out."
Jiang Xingzhou curled his lips in disdain. It was only a few steps away, but Ms. Lin was too lazy to go out to throw it away.
"Let's go, let's go."
Song Ci was pulled up by Jiang Xingzhou and said goodbye hurriedly: "Goodbye, Auntie."
"Okay, goodbye. Come and play again next time. Let Jiang Xingzhou take you to our house to play."
"Okay~"
Before the teachers returned to their offices one by one after class, Jiang Xingzhou pulled Song Ci out of the office.
"How is it? Are you nervous?" Jiang Xingzhou asked.
Song Ci shook her head: "Fortunately, Auntie is fine."
Jiang Xingzhou snorted and laughed: "What about me?"
Song Ci blushed and pinched him.
Saying such things outside again.
Besides, that’s his mother, why does he have to compare everything to her
"You're good, too."
"Nice guy card."
"no… "
"Okay, where do you want to go later?"
Song Ci suggested: "Let's go to some shops. Didn't you say you wanted to open a dessert shop and a milk tea shop?"
"That's fine."
Since they had nothing to do anyway, they might as well go around the shops. If they kept asking others for help, they wouldn't know when they would find a suitable one.
They also want to open shops around No. 2 Middle School, mainly because it is easy to make money from students. No. 2 Middle School is in a central location and has a large flow of customers. In fact, the main purpose is to stroll around the area.
There were all kinds of shops around the school, and the two of them went shopping in each one.
To be immoral, I really hope that some of these stores cannot continue to operate and I can sell them to them.
Of course, Jiang Xingzhou didn't dare show it.
The two of them were shopping here like a normal couple, and occasionally when they saw something they liked, they would buy some.
By nearly eleven o'clock, the two of them had finished visiting the nearest shops.
Jiang Xingzhou suggested: "Are you tired? Why don't you go home first? We still have to go out to hand over the house in the afternoon."
Song Ci was a little hesitant.
How come time passed so quickly? She felt like she didn't do anything and the whole morning was over.
She went out before eight o'clock and had been shopping for three hours.
She puffed her cheeks and said a little disappointedly: "Okay then."
Jiang Xingzhou was actually reluctant to let go, but they had walked a long way together and he was really worried that Song Ci's legs would hurt.
"We'll be at home from now on, shopping every day. Can we go home now?"
"good."
Song Ci nodded.
"I send you."
The two people walked towards Song Ci's house.
It was such a special experience to send Song Dynasty porcelain home.
In the past, they always went home together, but yesterday it was Song Ci's father who took Song Ci away first, so he had no right to see them off.
Today, he experienced sending his girlfriend home.
The two of them walked slowly in tacit understanding, and even in silence, they didn't feel bored.
Soon, they arrived at Song Ci’s residential area.
Jiang Xingzhou was silent for a while, hesitantly said: "How about I take you to the elevator?"
Song Ci's ears felt hot and she nodded shyly.
So Jiang Xingzhou entered Song Ci's residential complex and followed her to the downstairs of her building. When they reached the elevator, there happened to be no one there, only the two of them.
Jiang Xingzhou hugged Song Ci again and again reluctantly and sent her into the elevator. The moment the elevator door closed, he pressed the elevator button again and squeezed in himself.
"You..." Song Ci was puzzled.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled and picked up his hair, thinking he was very romantic and said: "Sending your girlfriend to her doorstep is the most basic rule."
Song Ci was silent.
After a long time: "... Ouch."
Jiang Xingzhou happily went to press the elevator button.
Song Ci pursed her lips and moved closer to Jiang Xingzhou little by little until her arm bumped into Jiang Xingzhou's arm.
Jiang Xingzhou looked down at her and suddenly laughed. He raised his arm and hugged Song Ci's arm.
There is only six floors in Song Ci's house, and the elevator arrived quickly.
The two people came out of the elevator and walked to the door of Song Ci's house.
Jiang Xingzhou still didn't want to let Song Ci in.
If I had known, I would have let her walk for a while before letting her go home. Now she is at her doorstep, it would be unreasonable not to let her go home.
Song Ci also felt his emotions.
After a while, she tugged at Jiang Xingzhou's clothes.
She whispered, "My parents are at work, they're not home."
Jiang Xingzhou's breathing stagnated.
Is this an invitation to him
Jiang Xingzhou put his chin on Song Ci's shoulder and said coquettishly, "Then... can I come in and have a cup of tea, Song Song?"
"… Can."
"Get up first and let me open the door."
Song Ci took out the key and opened the door.
"Come in."
In this way, Jiang Xingzhou successfully sneaked into Song Ci's house.
"No need to change your shoes, just go to my room."
Song Ci's cheeks were rosy.
It was only the second day after he returned home, and he invited Jiang Xingzhou to his home, no, to his room.
More private.
Jiang Xingzhou was a little uncertain.
He originally just planned to sit in the living room and drink a glass of water, but now he went straight to Song Ci's bedroom.
This is the room where Song Ci lived for many years.
It has a completely different meaning from the room in Asakawa.
Relatively speaking, this room is more private.
Maybe after they get married in the future, Song Ci will take him back to her parents' home, and he will sleep in this room with Song Ci.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xingzhou became even more excited.
"Really?" He even stuttered a little.
At this time, Song Ci directly pulled him into her room.
With a bang, the door was closed.