So she poked Zuo Yueyao's waist with her finger and took the initiative: "Aren't you afraid that your girlfriend will be jealous?"
Zuo Yueyao took her hand and said, "If you admit that you are jealous, I will tell you what we talked about."
Su Xian didn't want to fulfill his wish: "I don't really want to know what you talked about?"
"good."
They walked side by side for a while, and Zuo Yueyao really didn't mention the matter again.
Su Xian cleared his throat and said, "I think if you feel uncomfortable not telling me, I can still listen reluctantly."
"No."
After walking for a while, Su Xian muttered again: "Of course, I don't want to interfere with your privacy. We have signed an agreement. Now that the relationship is established, we have to do something to prove the meaning of the relationship, right?"
"for example?"
"Like, if you have anything you want to say, you can tell me or something like that."
Zuo Yueyao stopped and looked at Su Xian with a smile: "Prerequisite: you have to admit that you are jealous."
"Alright." A student from the law department couldn't win against a student from the medical department. If the news got out, it would really bring shame to the law department. Su Xian had no choice but to accept his fate. After all, his opponent was Zuo Yueyao: "I admit it."
"Admit what?"
"A little jealous."
“Just a little?”
“Just a little.”
"That's fine, it's better than nothing."
Because of this sentence, Su Xian suddenly laughed, and immediately felt that Zuo Yueyao was such an easily satisfied person.
He really keeps his word.
"She wants to quit the experimental group and find someone else to partner with me."
"Is it because of us?"
"She was worried that you might misunderstand."
Su Xian lowered his head and muttered, "Am I being a little too petty and judging others?"
"What?" Zuo Yueyao didn't hear clearly.
"Nothing." He met the gazes from others openly: "So what did you say?"
"I said." Zuo Yueyao scratched her little nose: "My girlfriend is very sensible."
Suddenly, many colorful fireworks burst into bloom on the tip of Su Xian's heart, which was extremely beautiful.
Ever since Zuo Yueyao openly walked into people's sight holding her hand, there was a lot of discussion at the beginning but now people are used to it. As time goes by, the number of eyes fixed on them has become less and less, and their union has become a norm accepted by everyone.
Everyone believes in the saying: Different people have different tastes.
Zuo Yueyao was still busy with his profession. Whenever he had free time, he would basically be with Su Xian. Because of this, Ren Shang complained a lot and secretly scolded Zuo Yueyao countless times, saying that he forgot his friends for the sake of beauty. The scolded person not only did not correct himself, but was happy and at ease, with contentment written all over his handsome face.
Su Xian is also very busy, busy with classes, library, clubs, and tutoring. She has a piggy bank near the head of her bed, which contains the money she has saved bit by bit. As long as she puts RMB in the bank, Su Xian's eyes light up. Lu Xiran once asked Su Xian what she would do with the money. Su Xian didn't know what it would be used for yet, but she was very contented when she saw the pig's belly getting fuller and fuller.
Therefore, there always seems to be some difference between Su Xian's contentment and Zuo Yueyao's contentment.
The sour smell of love made Su Xian realize what happiness is, but it did not neglect his studies. Su Xian always knew where his focus was. He did not argue or fight, and his down-to-earth days passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was another Spring Festival, a Spring Festival when Su Xian would enter his nineteenth year.
Su Xian counted the days on her fingers. It was only a few days until the Spring Festival. She was struggling over whether to go back. She calculated the round-trip expenses, and also how many days she would have to be away from Zuo Yueyao if she went back.
Now Su Xian can finally understand the reluctance between the couples that he once sneered at.
On this troubled day, Su Changlin called me.
This was the first call Su Changlin made after Su Xian left home.
Su Xian picked up the phone and heard his father ask directly: "Are you coming back for the Spring Festival?"
Su Xian suddenly felt the urge to not go back: "I haven't decided yet."
"It's better if you don't come back. It'll be quiet. Your uncle Zhao and the others are worried that you don't eat well outside, so they asked me to tell you something: Eat well, gain weight, and don't be like a fire stick."
His father's adjectives were always unique. Su Xian was not annoyed, but simply replied: "If I go back, I will tell you."
After the call ended, Su Xian sighed. Zuo Yueyao sat beside her and reached out his hand from behind her neck to touch Su Xian's cheek: "Don't want to go back?"
"Yeah." I obviously didn't want to reply, but it felt a bit heartless to say it out loud.
"The meaning of the Spring Festival is family reunion, and I'm a little worried about you being here alone."
Su Xian grumbled, "You've changed."
Zuo Yueyao chuckled: "I have no intention of staying here to spend the Spring Festival with you. A month ago, my parents gave me a death order that I must go back for the Spring Festival. Otherwise, with my father's temper, he will come to the school with a stick to drive me back."
Su Xian suddenly imagined the scene of Zuo Yueyao being chased home by his father with a stick, and couldn't help laughing: "You are still afraid of someone."
Zuo Yueyao never took his hand off her neck. Instead, he gently pinched her cheek, which had grown a little flesh recently. "It's not fear, it's respect."
Su Xian pursed her lips and sighed: "He is obviously a few months younger than me, but he speaks like an old man."
"I was just joking. I didn't intend for you to stay here with me."
This sentence is true. She cannot affect Zuo Yueyao's normal life because of her own entanglement, but after he said this, Su Xian decided to go back.
On the day of returning, she thought Zuo Yueyao would come to see her off, but he was nowhere to be seen when they were almost leaving. There was only the scene of her and Lu Xiran bidding farewell to each other. Su Xian looked left and right, turning back every few steps, and waited for a long time but still did not see Zuo Yueyao. She looked at the departure time of the train again and had to put aside her reluctance for the time being.
What Su Xian never expected was that when he arrived at the village gate after a bumpy journey, he had not received a single phone call or text message from Zuo Yueyao.
Su Xian suddenly felt a little irritated. In the past, she went back and forth alone, free of worries and feeling relaxed. But why did she become so sensitive after falling in love? This was really unlike her former self.
She put her phone back into her bag and ran into someone she knew. Su Xian raised her voice and greeted him cheerfully.
"Hey, the girl is back! A few days ago we were talking about the girl going to a big city, maybe she would never come back."
"You make it sound like my girl is an ungrateful person. Look at your mouth."
"Yes, yes, she deserves to be beaten. Our girl has been well-behaved and sensible since she was little. Look, she has grown taller after going out, and her little face is getting more and more beautiful."
"Girl, isn't the big city beautiful?"
"Girl, is there anyone bullying you at school?"
Even though there were some questions she didn't want to answer, Su Xian still responded to them one by one. She couldn't bear to reject or be indifferent to the concern that came without any purpose.
As I stepped into the courtyard, a cheap smell of cigarettes lingered in my nose. Su Changlin was sitting on a stool outside the house, smoking.
"I'm back."
They are obviously relatives, but they are so distant that they are even worse than strangers. Su Xian told them quietly and turned to walk towards his room.
Although the room is dim and small, she has lived there for so many years and has deep feelings for every little bit of existence.
"Your Uncle Zhao asked you to go to the village committee when you come back."
Upon hearing this, Su Xian simply packed his luggage and placed a black coat on Su Changlin's knees when passing by him.
“I bought it on the way.”
Su Changlin expressed his dissatisfaction behind her back: "If you don't spend this unnecessary money, I can still freeze to death at home."
Look, a good person just can't speak human language. Su Xian was too lazy to pay attention to her and trotted to the village committee. From a distance, he saw Uncle Zhao pacing back and forth at the door of the village committee.
Su Xian ran up and called out sweetly, "Uncle Zhao."
Uncle Zhao waved at Su Xian with a big smile on his face, as if he had seen his own daughter. "Girl, come quickly, come here. I heard that you are coming back today, so Uncle Zhao left something good for you."
Uncle Zhao led Su Xian to the office. It was still the same old desk and the same window covered with transparent tape, but there were some things piled on the desk. Uncle Zhao pointed at them and said, "Look, pork leg, Chinese sausage, big crucian carp, oh, and this."
Su Xian watched Uncle Zhao take out an envelope from his pocket and knew what was inside at a glance.
"I went to town specially to get it this afternoon. Take it. Don't treat yourself badly with food and clothes."
Su Xian's nose was sour. Compared with Su Changlin, Uncle Zhao was more like a qualified elder. She refused to take the envelope, so Uncle Zhao stuffed it into her pocket: "Just take it if I tell you to. This is not taken out of my pocket. This is obtained by the village committee through application. You can use it with confidence."
At school, thanks to Zuo Yueyao's help, Su Xian has successfully applied for a scholarship, and with her grades and abilities, she believes that scholarships will not be a problem in her sophomore year. The reason why she works so hard is that she doesn't want to live on welfare anymore.
But Uncle Zhao didn't seem to be interested in her courage. He picked up all the things in his hands. When he couldn't carry any more, he stuffed a few sausages into Su Xian's hand and said, "Come on, uncle will take you home!"
As soon as Su Changlin saw Uncle Zhao, his butt, which was stuck to the stool, finally moved. He came forward and took the thing from Uncle Zhao's hand.
"Village Chief, how can I say this? I usually let you take care of me."
Su Xian didn't see any embarrassment on her father's face. She said thank you to Uncle Zhao, turned around and went to her father's room, put the envelope on the cabinet, went back to her room, took out her cell phone and looked at it.
Zuo Yueyao’s text message finally came, and she quickly clicked it: Are you home
Su Xian pouted and replied: Humph.
Zuo Yueyao: My original plan was to see you off, but something urgent happened. It’s better this way so that someone won’t cry when we say goodbye.
Su Xian: You are the one crying. I am not that kind of person.
Zuo Yueyao: Do you miss me
Su Xian: I want to.
Zuo Yueyao: There is compensation.
Su Xian: What compensation
Zuo Yueyao: I haven’t thought about it yet.