[Everyone, he invited me out to dinner. How should I respond to be polite and special? ]
Xia Xi sent a puzzled emoji.
[Wow, for such a great deed, shouldn't your normal reaction be "Ahhh, he asked me to eat and I'm dead"? What's the matter with such a flat tone. ]
Han Xingye: [Yan Qiwei won't be so excited that she'll lose her mind... I'm a little scared. ]
Not yet!
Yan Qiwei's heart was mixed, she couldn't get excited at all, and her emotions were more apprehensive. She couldn't explain it, she could only respond vaguely with lyrics: [Don't mention it, you will never understand my sadness, just like the darkness of the night in the day. ]
[From a man's point of view, you can't just use unsentimental phrases like "um" and "hello", or you'll make him think you're a boring woman. ] Han Xingye began to talk eloquently, [so I think you should reply, "Hello, Mr. Liang, um, no problem~ I have time at any time." No one or any man can resist this lovely tone, trust me. ]
Xia Xi immediately answered: [Han Xingye, others are sweet love, and when you come here, it becomes licking love. Are we Weiwei this cute type? With my years of love experience, it is enough to just say "um" coldly. ]
Han Xingye: [You want to be cool, why don't you just go back to TD. ]
The two were really unreliable, Yan Qiwei struggled for a while before slowly typing in the chat box.
[Hello, thank you for being willing to invite me to dinner. I have time all the time, how about the day after tomorrow? ]
The message is sent.
She's neither cold nor licking dogs, she's flat, and she doesn't make any waves, just in line with her status as a female cannon fodder.
Yan Qiwei didn't dare to look away and stared at the screen. When the phone vibrated slightly, her heart sank.
[it is good. I'll pick you up at noon. ]
She breathed a sigh of relief, and then informed him of her own residence, and the two politely said goodbye to each other after confirming the time and place.
According to Liang Xiao's temperament, Yan Qiwei didn't have to think about it to know that it was not his intention to invite her to dinner. Nine times out of ten, she was instructed by Chen Jiayi.
What followed must be a boring and unhappy meeting. Liang Xiao, who successfully completed the task, no longer contacted her, and the passers-by and female supporting roles have since retired. The only effect is to show that the male protagonist is very popular with women.
So real.
But is she the kind of woman who gives up and gives up halfway through? Now that she knew the plot of the novel, she had to try to break through the established fate and make Liang Xiao fall in love with him.
This very ambitious idea died in the baby in less than three seconds, because Yan Qiwei began to think about how to talk to Liang Xiao when she met.
The conclusion was that no matter what she said, it was destined to end in tragedy, just because Liang Xiao didn't like her at all.
No matter what someone she doesn't like is nonsense, she still understands the truth.
So angry.
She really wanted to rush to Liang Xiao with her hips on her shoulders and tell him, "I'm Liang Wei, but I just changed my body. Why don't you know me?"
After denying the possibility of this method, Yan Qiwei thought again, since Liang Xiao regards her stepsister as Bai Yueguang, if she is close to him, she might cut off his obsession and try to contact other people.
But to let her watch Liang Xiao suffer, it would be more uncomfortable than letting her be single for a lifetime.
When she thought of Liang Wei, she had doubts in her heart again - how did she die
Yan Qiwei was one year younger than Liang Xiao. When Liang Wei passed away, she was still in high school on the other side of the distant motherland. Her mind was so stuffed with physical, chemical and biological formula that she couldn't hold anything else, so she naturally didn't care about the affairs of the imperial capital. .
What's more, the Liang family suppressed the news so much that they only claimed to have died accidentally. When she heard about it, she naturally only got a few clues.
Since the real Liang Wei died of a heart attack at the age of fifteen, then this Liang Wei who died unexpectedly at the age of seventeen... should be Yan Qiwei who was attached to her.
She really didn't want to experience death herself.
The chaotic thoughts in her brain were like catkins and duckweeds, which made her unable to grasp it. In addition, the banquet and entertainment all day long consumed her physical strength. She took a last look at the news sent by Liang Xiao and closed it in a daze. Eye.
Yan Qiwei woke up from hunger.
In addition to the discomfort of an empty stomach, there was also a dull pain in her brain, and a scorching heat rushed from her forehead to her whole body, making her frown in discomfort.
She wondered if she had a fever, and when she opened her eyes reluctantly, she realized that the scene in front of her was not her bedroom.
Turning his head to the side again, the bedside mirror reflected the girl's thin and pale face that was almost sickly, the dark pupils like gems filled with fine sunlight, the corners of the eyes sank slightly, and she looked soft and sickly.
She traveled back to seven years ago.
Liang Xiao actually stayed by her side the whole time.
There is no "holding her hand tightly" or "looking intently at her sleeping face" as written in the novel, he just sat quietly on the stool beside him and silently read a book, Yan Qiwei glanced at the cover, "The Standard Test Textbook of the Ordinary High School Curriculum". ".
She willingly admits defeat to her charisma.
The A University that Yan Qiwei and Liang Xiao attended is one of the best schools in the country. Even in such a college full of talents, Liang Xiao was ranked first in the major for four consecutive years.
But now his situation is really not good.
Most of the children in the imperial capital have participated in various remedial classes since childhood. Liang Xiao had no chance to get in touch with remedial classes, not to mention that the quality of teaching in the village school where he used to be also lags far behind, and was thrown away from the starting point.
What's more, all his time after returning home is occupied by tedious housework and beatings and scolding, and he has no free time to study.
Even so, his grades were still among the best in that village high school - but once he was among his peers in the imperial capital, it seemed a little out of place.
The adoptive parents once wanted him to drop out of school to help at home. Thanks to a school teacher who saw Liang Xiao's talent, he agreed to pay for him to go to school after negotiation.
When Chen Jiayi told her about this teacher, she was full of sighs. I heard that he was a middle-aged man in his forties who graduated from a famous normal school, but willingly devoted the first half of his life to rural education and spent his life in the mountains and loess. whole youth.
She and Liang Qi visited his home, but it was a small bungalow with nothing more than a simple one. On the seepage wall was hung the banner of "Peach and Plum All Over the World", and "Thus Said Zarathustra" was neatly placed on the coffee table. superior.
The man in plain clothes was wrinkled when he laughed, and told them shyly, "You don't have to thank me, that's a good boy, he must be allowed to study hard."
The Liang family gave him three million as a reward for several years of tuition.
Chen Jiayi held her hand when she talked about it: "Weiwei, you must have good intentions. Doing good may not always be rewarded, but many times, your unintentional actions can change another person's life."
Yan Qiwei doesn't expect to be able to change the lives of many people like that teacher. She only hopes to make the current Liang Xiao happy and never be bullied by others.
Her heart is too small to hold too much, and she is really useless.
Liang Xiao noticed her gaze and looked away from the textbook. He was still very shy, didn't dare to look Yan Qiwei in the eyes, and said warmly, "Are you hungry? Aunt Shen bought you porridge."
Seeing her weak head, the boy put the textbook on his lap, picked up a bowl of white porridge from the bedside table and handed it to her, he hesitated for a while before saying, "You can't eat too greasy food when you are sick, white porridge is the best for your stomach. "
After a few days of recuperation, Liang Xiao's voice was much more mellow and clearer than when he first saw him. When he spoke, he carried the fresh and soft breath of a young man, and to Yan Qiwei, it was warmer than the noon sun in winter.
Reserved, gentle, like a fluffy cat's paw scratching her ear.
This is a side that President Liang Da will never show seven years later.
After thanking her, she took the tableware and asked, "Where's Aunt Shen?"
"She went to buy medicine."
Hearing this sentence, Yan Qiwei's body froze as if time stagnated. At the same time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Aunt Shen walked in with an unpleasant smell of medicine.
She frowned immediately and looked at Aunt Shen with a pitiful look. The latter knew what she meant and smiled helplessly: "It's useless to pretend to be pitiful, this medicine must be drunk."
The original owner was frequently ill and had long been accustomed to the bitter taste. He only looked at the effect and not the taste of the medicine, so the medicines he chose were strong and bitter.
Yan Qiwei complained in her heart, but she was an adult after all. Even if she didn't like it, she couldn't avoid taking medicine like a child.
What entered her throat was surging bitterness. Her throat was aching because of fever. After drinking, she put the cup aside and covered her cheeks with both hands, so that Liang Xiao could not see her wrinkled face.
Women are really amazing creatures. Even if they are terribly uncomfortable, they have to maintain their image in front of the people they like all the time. They really can afford the word "spell".
Yan Qiwei secretly slandered, and suddenly heard the young man beside her whisper softly, "Weiwei."
Her eyes were pitch black, and her head was dizzy due to fever, as if a dark fire was burning. When this voice sounded, it was like a stream of water flowing through, and her brain was instantly awake.
In response to this sentence, Yan Qiwei raised her head blankly.
Liang Xiao's slender eyelashes trembled slightly when they met her eyes, and a flash of white light was scattered. He was a little nervous, and stretched out his hand stiffly: "This is for you."
Holding a toffee in his hand, the fluffy white rabbit on the wrapping paper was exactly like him.
Yan Qiwei's heart was suddenly lit up.
Giving candy when you are sick is a plot that only appears in romance novels! According to the description of the novel, after the heroine eats the candy, the bitter taste in her mouth will disappear immediately, and it will be replaced by a sweet and greasy candy fragrance.
Aunt Shen added with a smile: "He bought it for you when we both had lunch, saying he was worried that the medicine was too bitter."
The little bird in my heart soared, Liang Xiao in his youth was really sweet and sweet.
Yan Qiwei pursed her lips and held back her smile and took the candy, but the boy quickly retracted his hand in embarrassment and heard her say thank you briskly.
When the candy was wrapped in the mouth, there was a rich milky fragrance, and the sweetness penetrated into the heart like the ice and snow that melted in the middle of the spring. The romance novels honestly did not deceive her, and there was no bitter taste in the mouth.
Yan Qiwei was in a good mood, she raised the tip of her tongue proudly, trying to grab the sweet fragrance scattered in her mouth, but she didn't expect the medicinal smell that had been expelled to make a comeback, sweeping the entire taste nerve through the tip of the tongue.
Good, bitter, ah.
As it turns out, a small piece of sugar doesn't have the power to compete with medicinal flavors. She seemed to understand that it wasn't the candy that made the bitterness dissipate, but the momentary joy when she knew that her sweetheart was thinking of her.
Like a grand cosmic explosion, the embers in the sky are filled with the sweetness he gave.