"Xixi..." Wang Junyang's voice on the other end of the phone trembled, "Can you go downstairs, I have something to tell you."
Song Qiaoxi's cell phone started to amp, she paused, and said neatly, "Okay, Yangyang, wait for me, I'll go down now."
After speaking, she hung up the phone.
"Shall I accompany you?" Ding Miao pushed up her glasses with a worried look on her face.
Song Qiaoxi took out a clean T-shirt and denim shorts from the closet, and said while changing clothes, "It's alright, can Wang Junyang eat me? I've known each other for more than ten years, it'll be alright, where is he? You have the guts, I can't wait to call you Dad when we meet."
"Pfft, yes..." Ding Miao smiled and nodded, "Then go back quickly, call me if you have anything, and I'll go downstairs when you call."
"Okay, don't worry." Song Qiaoxi put on her clothes, found a rubber band and tied her hair at will, picked up a bottle of Liushen Anti-mosquito Toilet Water from the bedside table, sprayed it on her legs and body, and went out with her phone and home keys .
After closing the door, she walked two flights of stairs, and stood at the top of the stairs to call Chu Jin.
After a short beep, the call was connected.
"Hello?" Song Qiaoxi looked down from the window at the entrance of the stairs, and could see that Chu Jin's boiler room was lit, and there was a figure in front of the desk.
"Xixi?" Chu Jin's familiar voice sounded.
As soon as he heard his voice, Song Qiaoxi missed him.
But the two were only separated for a few hours.
This is too bad...
She has not yet been in another place, but she can already feel that love in a long-distance relationship is not as easy as she imagined.
"I want to talk to you about something," Song Qiaoxi wore a pair of milky white angled slippers and kicked the stairs lightly, "Wang Junyang called me just now and told me to go downstairs and have something to tell me."
"..." After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Chu Jin said "oh".
"It's okay, I'll report it to my boyfriend." Song Qiaoxi's voice became lighter and relieved, "When Yangyang finishes talking to me, I'll tell you what he said, are you going to sleep now, or do you need to be busy for a while? , then I hang up first?"
"Xixi..." Chu Jin called her softly.
"Um?"
"Thank you for telling me." Chu Jin said with a smile, "In the future, if there is any situation, I will report to my little leader at any time."
"Your little leader?" Song Qiaoxi asked subconsciously without reacting.
Chu Jin laughed softly, speaking very slowly, "Little leader, I'm not ready to sleep, I still have some work to do, I'm guessing I'll be busy until the early morning, call me anytime if you have anything. The report is over, report to the leader, can you hang up?"
"Oh, yes." Song Qiaoxi hung up the phone with a smile.
It turned out that the little leader was me.
She jumped down from the fifth floor in three steps and two steps.
Pushing open the anti-theft iron door at the entrance of the corridor, at a glance, he saw Wang Junyang standing opposite, leaning against a large locust tree with one hand in his pocket, looking down at his toes.
The street lamps in the courtyard have been renovated in recent years, and they illuminate people very brightly.
Wang Junyang is taller, he should be about the same height as Chu Jin, and his shoulders are wider.
He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, pure black slim trousers, his hair was cut into a crisp inch, and his chin was pointed.
Still the familiar wheat-colored skin, thin single eyelid, high bridge of the nose, and thin lips smiled a little bit badly.
The young man in front of him who looks a little Han Fan'er has lost his childhood childishness.
I haven't seen each other for a year, and Wang Junyang has changed a lot.
"Yangyang?" Song Qiaoxi walked in front of Wang Junyang, about two meters away from him, not far or near, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter with your father?"
"Xixi," Wang Junyang raised his head, pursed his lips and smiled at her, with a little embarrassment and unease in his smile, "I, I have something to tell you..."
"Just in time, I have something to ask you too?" Song Qiaoxi kicked the small stone beside her feet and looked up at Wang Junyang's slender eyes, "You also want to study in the United States?"
"Well, I was admitted to the USC Business School..." Wang Junyang smiled embarrassedly, looked at Song Qiaoxi's bright eyes, and asked softly, "You go to UCLA, we are all in California, right? Coincidentally?"
"Pfft, there is a feud between USLA and UCLA, you are quite good at picking schools." Song Qiaoxi laughed, and then said like a child, "But Yangyang, you have really improved, it is difficult for USC to apply. It seems that you really studied hard, it's awesome!"
"I just want to tell you, I like you, I have liked you since I was very young, and I have been refusing to tell you, because I don't want you to look down on me and think I am a waste." Wang Junyang clenched a hand into it. Fist, didn't dare to look her in the eyes, and whispered, "I studied hard in the Shanghai market, memorizing words, doing questions, I just want to prove to you that I can stand by your side with my own efforts. Xixi, Can you be my girlfriend? I will be good to you for the rest of my life."
Song Qiaoxi was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and sighed softly.
"Wang Junyang, thank you for liking me, I can't accept your kindness, because I have someone I like." Song Qiaoxi looked up at Wang Junyang's eyes, and refused seriously and seriously.
After that, she softened her tone a bit, "Wang Junyang, don't always deny yourself, maybe after a while you will understand that you think studying hard is not for me at all.
You study hard for your own future and future, in order to have a better development, in order to complete your dreams. Chu Jin said that you can be an e-sports player, and if you learn management, you can also have your own e-sports club in the future. These are not contradictory to what you like.
You've never been a waste, it's just that what you learned in school wasn't what you really liked.
Don't worry, you're only eighteen and you still have time to explore the world. "
"It's okay, it's okay for you to refuse me now. When we go to California together, I'll ask you again after a while. You'll see that I'm getting better and better, and I'll prove it to you." Wang Junyang didn't seem to listen to Song Qiaoxi. If you say, "Don't fool me with someone you like, can someone you like accompany you to the United States desperately like me?"
"The person I like is Chu Jin." Song Qiaoxi told Wang Junyang bluntly and didn't want to talk to him any more, "I liked him for a long time, I didn't know it before, if I ask, Chu Jin will definitely accompany him. I go to America, but I don't want to do that.
Wang Junyang, two people like each other, what they have to do is not to sacrifice their dreams for the other person, or to give up anything, or to study hard for that person.
To really like a person is to hope that he will do what he really likes and love, and he will unconditionally support what you want to do. Both of them support each other and go on.
When two people become better and better people in their respective fields, even if they are in different places, it will not affect the development of their relationship. This is the meaning of liking as I understand it. "
"..." Wang Junyang fell into a long silence, his eyes were red, and his breathing was a little short.
"I'll pretend I didn't hear your confession to me today, you will meet a girl better than me." Song Qiaoxi turned around and said lightly, "At USC, you have to work hard, admission is the only thing The first step in the long march of thousands of miles is to work hard to get a beautiful graduation result."
I hope, after that, we can still be friends.
But this sentence, Song Qiaoxi hesitated for a moment, and finally did not say it.
--
At noon the next day after returning to Qizhou, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin were taken to Sister Qiu Meng's house for lunch again.
The uncles, aunts, and grandparents in the compound took turns inviting them to dinner, and they all had to line up.
Aunt Xia and Uncle Xia were extremely enthusiastic. Back then, the Song family lent them money for emergencies. The Xia family always kept this matter in mind.
Not to mention, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Neighbors in the courtyard are all old neighbors who have been around for more than ten years and decades, and they are often more enthusiastic than relatives where they can help.
Uncle Xia cooked a table of good dishes, and Aunt Xia bought almost all the varieties of roasted seeds and nuts in Xue Ji, and she still remembered what Song Qiaoxi loved to eat when she was a child.
Today's lunch, Cheng Lidong also rushed over and bought the lotus-flavored duck and handle meat near the unit.
He was the one who hadn't seen Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin for a long time, and his impression of Song Qiaoxi was still a small glutinous ball.
Cheng Lidong took the civil service exam after graduating from Shanshan University, and his whole person is much more mature and stable. He usually serves Xia Qiumeng as if he is serving his ancestors. Even the old Xia and his wife can't stand it, so let him not be so used to Qiu Meng.
"Hey, I don't dare to recognize these two children walking on the street," Cheng Lidong wore a casual suit, handed the bag in his hand to his mother-in-law who was approaching, and greeted Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin. The little princess of the prestigious school with the full award, long time no see."
"Here?" Xia Qiumeng came out of the back room wearing slippers, patted Cheng Lidong's arm, and gave him a wink, "Go, help in the kitchen."
"Derling, my wife, let's talk slowly." Cheng Lidong kissed Qiu Meng on the cheek, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen.
"Sister," Song Qiaoxi hugged Sister Qiu Meng, then looked her up and down, "I miss me!"
Xia Qiumeng wasn't as thin as before, and she cut her shoulder-length hair. She looked energetic and capable, and she lost a bit of Lin Daiyu's temperament.
"Brother Lidong called you your wife so soon?" Song Qiaoxi whispered, leaning into Sister Qiu Meng's ear.
"Damn, I'm about to get engaged," Xia Qiumeng hugged Song Qiaoxi affectionately, "This time next year, you will come back to our wedding, my little bridesmaid."
Song Qiaoxi still hugged Qiu Meng's sister's waist like she did when she was a child, and said sweetly, "That's necessary, my sister is married, where can I be without me?"
"It's dinner, children!" Aunt Xia called them to eat, still like when they were children, "wash your hands."
"Aunt Xia is still the same," Song Qiaoxi said with a smile, smelling the fragrant food in the air, "It feels so good to go home."
Qizhou Courtyard, in Song Qiaoxi's heart, is also home.
--
At the dining table, Uncle Xia saw the two children. Knowing that they were both admitted to good universities, he was so happy today that he wanted a drink.
The prospective son-in-law Cheng Lidong had to go to work in the afternoon and could not drink alcohol, so Uncle Xia set his sights on Chu Jin.
"Come on, do everything, I'm nineteen this year, let's have a drink with Uncle." Uncle Xia took a bottle of Wuliangye, took out two small transparent wine cups from the cabinet, handed one to Chu Jin, and put it in front of him.
"Tsk, Lao Xia!" Aunt Xia rolled her eyes at him, and placed a crispy fried lotus-flavored duck leg between Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin's bowl, "Jin Jin is still a child..."
"It's nineteen, why can't you drink a little?" Uncle Xia poured half a glass into the small wine cup in front of Chu Jin, "You may have drunk Uncle Song when he was young, but none of our old buddies can drink him. He drinks too much. He even shouted that if his daughter gets married, whoever dares to drink his daughter, he will drink everyone down."
"My mother doesn't let my dad drink so much now. I'm afraid that his liver will not be good, so you should drink less Uncle Xia." Song Qiaoxi glanced at the wine in the small wine cup. .
"Want to try it?" Chu Jin picked up the small wine cup and handed it to her, raising his eyes and smiling.
She smelled the smell of liquor and felt it, and waved her hand hastily, "No, no, no..."
Aunt Xia peeled the shrimp for the two children, raised her head and instructed Chu Jin, "Everything, don't drink if you don't want to, don't listen to your uncle fooling around."
"It's okay, Uncle Xia is happy today, I'll accompany him to drink a little." Chu Jin smiled politely, picked up the glass and touched Uncle Xia, and took a sip.
The spicy white wine entered his throat with a slight sweetness. He felt like a fire was burning in his chest, and then he coughed twice.
"Good boy," Uncle Xia put down his wine glass and patted Chu Jin's shoulder, "your dad can drink it when he is young, but he is busy with the police force, so he only drinks less with us when he is off duty."
"It's alright, alright, stop drinking, eat vegetables and eat vegetables." Aunt Xia said, and put the braised chicken wings into Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin's bowls.
Song Qiaoxi's bowls were so full that she could hardly put them down, so she just devoted herself to eating and eating very seriously.
"Chu Jin, if you don't hurry up, Xixi will eat it all up." In Qiu Meng's bowl was Cheng Lidong's peeled shrimp, looking up at Chu Jin and Song Qiaoxi with a smile.
"Let her eat more if she likes it, and it won't be easy to eat when you go abroad." Chu Jin gave Song Qiaoxi the duck legs in the bowl.
She likes the sweet-smelling lotus-flavored duck the most. You can't get this taste in Beijing, only in Qizhou.
The nineteen-year-old boy drank white wine for the first time in his life. He went down to a small cup, and when he stood up again, his head was slightly dizzy and his whole body was hot.
After lunch, Aunt Xia found a RT-Mart shopping bag, put the snacks bought for Song Qiaoxi into the inside, and packed a big bag.
Chu Jin looked at her lying in Aunt Xia's arms, and her chest became even hotter.
Song Qiaoxi is not just his baby, she is everyone's baby, whoever sees her likes it, she is a child who grew up in a honey pot.
She is so nice, so warm, and everyone's little sun, who can't bear to not love her
"Let's go? Let Uncle Xia and the others take a lunch break. Brother Lidong also takes a nap, and he has to go to work in the afternoon." Song Qiaoxi laboriously carried the bag that Aunt Xia gave her to eat, and jumped in front of Chu Jin like a little rabbit.
"Well." Chu Jin took the shopping bag and curled the corners of his mouth.
The two bid farewell to the Xia family.
Before leaving, Sister Qiu Meng hugged Song Qiaoxi tightly, rubbed her back like a child, and whispered in her ear, "Xixi, keep up the good work, when you return from your studies, my great photographer."
For some reason, Song Qiaoxi wanted to cry a little when she heard Sister Qiu Meng's gentle voice.
She thought of her sister's hardships over the years when she went to see a doctor and dropped out of school; she thought of Uncle Xia and Aunt Xia's hard work for sister Qiumeng's illness; she thought of the decadent appearance of brother Lidong smoking downstairs at sister Qiumeng's house.
I also remembered that before going to Beijing, my sister told herself that she didn't want to go abroad, so she stayed in the local university and looked like she was calm.
She suddenly understood that Sister Qiu Meng had never given up on her dream, she just hid her dream deeply in her heart.
For those who love my sister, for those who love my sister.
Song Qiaoxi feels that she is lucky, not everyone has the opportunity to move forward and work hard towards their childhood dreams.
--
After coming out of Xia's house, Song Qiaoxi sent text messages on her mobile phone.
In the afternoon, Liang Shanshan, Ding Yi's girlfriend, came to play with them, and made an appointment to sing K at 4:30.
"Do you want a lunch break?" Song Qiaoxi stretched her waist and turned her head to ask Chu Jin, she was too full just now, and she was a little sleepy.
"I don't sleep." Chu Chu was slightly dizzy, and pointed to the things in his hands, "I'll take things upstairs?"
"No, I'll lie down in your room for a while, I'm too lazy to climb the stairs." Having reached the door of the boiler room, Song Qiaoxi jumped up the steps in two steps and let Chu Jin open the door with her chin raised, "Aunt Xia gave too many snacks, the two of us. I can't finish it at all, I called the big guys to eat together in the afternoon."
Chu Jin nodded, and with a "hmm" he took the key and opened the door.
There was still the familiar mint smell of Song Qiaoxi in the air. The boiler room was always kept clean and tidy, and the blue and white sheets were not even wrinkled.
She threw off her sandals, threw herself on Chu Jin's bed, and read novels on her phone while holding the quilt and pillow.
This summer, Song Qiaoxi became obsessed with various online novels. After chasing "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" on Tianya Forum, she found a treasure website called Jinjiang Original Network, which is full of good-looking novels.
As long as she is free, Song Qiaoxi will find various novels to read on it.
At first, I only looked at romance, and then I accidentally clicked on the label of pure love, which simply opened the door to a new world.
This kind of sleepy and full summer afternoon is the most suitable for lying on the bed and reading novels.
She clicked on "A Dream Like a Dream", which she had been saving, but didn't dare to read. She heard that it was a big abuse article, and stared at the screen of her mobile phone and watched it quietly.
Chu Jin put down what was in his hand and turned on the fan.
There is no air conditioner in his room, but because it is a bungalow on the first floor under a few large locust trees, as long as there is wind, it does not feel unbearably hot in summer.
But today, Xu Shi was drinking two glasses of white wine by Uncle Xia, and his body was hot at the moment.
He sat down at the desk, took a bottle of ice Coke from the small refrigerator, took a sip, opened the laptop and started working.
Chu Jin spent three years experimenting with several small platforms and successfully sold tens of thousands of dollars, accumulating some experience.
What he is doing now is an outsourcing platform for entrepreneurs, providing online freelance and crowdsourcing services for entrepreneurs around the world.
In 2008, the online freelance and crowdsourcing market hardly had a clear concept. Chu Jin concluded that this was a new blue ocean market with great potential for development in the future.
If the website is successful, not only can the Song family return the money that the Song family has spent on him over the years to Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao, but also Xixi can buy a smaller apartment in a place she likes.
After working for a while, Chu Jin also finished drinking a can of Coke. Chu Jin moved his stiff cervical spine, and turned his head to find that Song Qiaoxi had long since stopped moving.
The little girl took off her shoes and lay on his back on his bed, sleeping soundly.
She wore a loose white short-sleeved T-shirt today, the T-shirt was short, and the lower body was a pair of denim shorts, revealing two straight long legs.
Two tender lotus-like arms were raised above the head, leaning on the head of the bed, the phone was thrown randomly on the edge of the pillow, and the screen was dark.
Because he stretched his arms, a short T-shirt showed a slender waist like a lily, his lower abdomen floated gently with his breathing, and his cute pink belly button was also exposed.
Song Qiaoxi fell into a daze, smelling a mix of cola and alcohol in a trance. She rubbed her eyes, but she was still awake.
There were no lights in the room, the curtains were drawn, and the room was dimly lit, just like when they were in bed watching Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone when they were children.
It's just that this time, there was a little more charming atmosphere in the room, she was dumbfounded and looked at him with half-open eyes.
Chu Jin knelt beside the bed and stroked the shattered hair on her forehead with her hand, and the temperature of her fingertips was scorching hot.
His brows and eyes seemed to be a little drunk, and there was a hint of lust in Song Qiaoxi's eyes when he looked at her.
"Are you still drunk?" Song Qiaoxi's voice was nasal because she was still awake, sounding like she was acting like a spoiled child, "Would you like to pour you a glass of water? Or make a cup of tea, as if my mother was drunk when my father was drunk. did so."
Chu Jin held down the body she wanted to support to sit up, and said lightly, "Not drunk, very sober."
"Then are you sleepy, do you want to lie down together?" Song Qiaoxi slept softly, rolled over lazily, and lay on his side facing him.
She couldn't see it herself, the loose top had already run to the chest, and a large piece of snow-white skin was exposed on the lower waist.
"Don't lie down, I want to kiss you." Chu Jin whispered, leaning down.
Song Qiaoxi met his red eyes, the hot breath, the sweet taste of cola and the faint smell of alcohol between her lips and teeth, mixed with the familiar mint smell of Chu Jin, which was delicious and intoxicating.
She obviously didn't drink a sip of wine, but now, as if she was drunk, her body was soft, as if she had been thrown into the cloud, and she had no strength.
With a soft murmur, Song Qiaoxi realized that something hot was sticking to her waist, Chu Jin's palm was hot like a fire, and it swam around her cool waist.
Her body felt as if it had been electrocuted, from the tail vertebra to the back of her neck, it became numb and numb, which made her a little scared.
Chu Jin let go of her lips and lightly kissed Song Qiaoxi's earlobe, as if kissing a peerless treasure.
One by one, kissing tirelessly.
"Xixi..." His voice was so hoarse that Song Qiaoxi's breathing stopped.
He kissed her slender neck, the girl raised her head awkwardly, and let out a slight hum.
"Xixi, I can't bear you to leave me..."
"Xixi, I think you are mine."