After they ordered their food, they found a seat in the cafeteria with their trays.
As soon as Su Yi sat down, he started to eat voraciously. He was so hungry that he put spoonful of rice into his mouth and almost choked to death.
Lan Fuchu ate very slowly and elegantly. Seeing her face flush and patting her chest, he quickly handed her a bowl of vegetable soup and said, "Did you choke? Drink some soup. Why are you eating so fast? It's hard to digest."
She took the vegetable soup, gulped down half a bowl, and then said with difficulty: "I'm so hungry..."
"You can't eat so fast even if you're so hungry. It's easy to choke and get full."
"It's okay." Su Yi waved his hand and took another bite of rice. "My best record is finishing a serving of rice in one minute."
"Why are you eating so fast?"
"Of course it's to watch TV. I can watch more TV during the commercials if I finish eating right away."
Lan Fuchu was amused and angry when he heard this. "That's why I say there's only a fine line between a genius and an idiot."
"..." Su Yi glared at him and put down the spoon, "What do you mean? Are you calling me stupid?"
"That's about right. Sometimes he's very smart, and sometimes he does stupid things."
Su Yi was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Isn't this great? It has both the weird thinking of a genius and the innocent happiness of an idiot. Isn't it interesting?"
Lan Fuchu thought about it and nodded, "Yes, it's very interesting."
As he spoke, he put the beef brisket from his plate onto Su Yi's plate, and said calmly, "Eat it, and then go do some exercise to help digest the food."
After they finished their meal, it was still early, just after four o'clock, so they each bought a bottle of drink and wandered around the campus.
A class was having a physical education class, and Su Yi turned around and asked him, "Where are we going now?"
"Can you play tennis?"
"Yes, but you can do it too?"
"Um."
Su Yi's expression became strange after hearing this. If Lan Fuchu knew other sports, such as badminton, table tennis, basketball and football, she would think it was normal, but he could actually play tennis and was proficient in several languages. Could this really be an all-round prodigy that a real estate agent could cultivate? It didn't seem reasonable.
In a blink of an eye, the two entered the school's tennis court. Since No. 4 Middle School is a nationally renowned bilingual key school, most of the sports facilities are very complete.
Before the game started, both of them changed into their sports uniforms in the locker room.
The sportswear of No. 4 Middle School is a black pullover top and dark blue sweatpants. Both of them have very fair skin. They wear black pullovers, have black eyes and black hair, and have an elegant aristocratic air.
A green and yellow tennis ball was thrown into the air.
Lan Fuchu slightly tilted his body and hit the tennis ball over with graceful movements.
Even the posture is so strict and formal
Su Yi was stunned for a moment, moved to the right, and used the racket in his right hand to hit the tennis ball back.
After half an hour, both players were sweating profusely and the score was evenly matched.
Su Yi is a girl and hasn't exercised for a long time. Her physical strength is not as good as his. She raised her hand sweatily and made a pause gesture. "I can't do it anymore. I haven't exercised for too long. I'm too tired. I can't bear it."
Lan Fuchu stopped with the racket in his hand and asked, "What's wrong? Are you tired?"
"Of course I have been playing for half an hour and my arms are sore." She put down the racket and walked to the lounge chair to drink water. "Let's take a rest first."
"Yeah." He followed and sat on Su Yi's left. He casually placed his tennis racket on the chair, picked up his own bottle of water, unscrewed the lid and drank several sips.
Su Yi looked at the sky and said, "It's so hot today."
"Um."
"You look like you play a lot of tennis." She put her hands on the chair, tilted her head slightly, and looked at him with bright eyes.
Lan Fuchu lowered her eyelashes slightly and looked at her, "I play with it occasionally."
"I didn't realize you know so many things."
"It's okay. Don't you have a lot?"
"My skills are just mediocre, they can only fool people, how can you be as proficient as you, who have mastered everything to a high level? Not to mention, you are really good, except for your quiet personality, you seem to know everything."
He held a bottle of clean water in his hand, looked up at the sky and smiled, "If you don't study, you're just wasting your time."
"How to say?"
"Nothing to do."
Su Yi thought about it, it was true, according to his personality, he didn't like to talk, play games, gossip, or socialize, if he didn't use his extra time to study something, how boring would his life be? Su Yi smiled and suddenly said, "Actually, you can fall in love."
"In love?" Lan Fuchu paused and looked into her eyes. "With whom?"
"It doesn't matter. Just date whoever you like. I don't ask for a long-lasting promise or a marriage in the future. I just want to get drunk today."
"Then why don't you talk about it?"
Su Yi was stunned by the question. The scene of his parents quarreling suddenly appeared in his mind. He touched his nose and smiled a little faintly, "Really? Why don't I talk about it? It's really weird."
Lan Fuchu didn't smile or speak. He just stared at her for a long time before saying, "It's in line with my personality if I don't talk about it. It's a bit unusual for you not to talk about it."
Su Yi still smiled, raised her eyes, and suddenly, for some reason, she looked at the lush Metasequoia trees in the distance and said in a light tone, "Because I don't think love is good, so I don't expect it."
Lan Fuchu gave him a questioning look.
Su Yi swung her long legs and smiled faintly, "Love will eventually disappear. At that time, each party will no longer love each other, will get tired of each other, have a small quarrel every three days, a big quarrel every five days, and even betray each other to fall in love with someone else. Tell me, how hateful is this love? What is there to look forward to?"
Lan Fuchu looked at her for a long time before saying calmly, "This is prejudice."
"I saw this with my own eyes." Su Yi pointed at himself, his voice suddenly becoming very low, "I saw it with my own eyes. Every day, they quarreled, and I was powerless and helpless."
"Your parents?"
Su Yi blinked, and suddenly realized that she had said too much. However, looking at Lan Fuchu's pair of calm and narrow beautiful eyes, it made her feel much more at ease. She smiled and said, "Yes."
"Do they often quarrel?"
"Almost every day, we quarrel when we meet."
"Is it still like this now?"
Su Yi was silent for a moment, then nodded gently, "Well, it got better during the Chinese New Year last year, but now it's started again. Sometimes, I really don't know what they are arguing about. A little thing can lead to a war. Sometimes I hope they break up, but I'm also afraid of them breaking up. I can't bear to leave either of them."
Because her parents were so good to her, although she tended to lean towards her mother, she looked too much like her father, with similar features and behavior, which sometimes made her mother dislike her.
(End of this chapter)