"Is the color of the clothes not good-looking?" Song Qiaoxi put down the thermos cup in her hand, glanced down at her body, freed one hand to pull the cute pink close-up who was running up, and looked up at Chu Jin.
Chu Jin took another step back, with an unnatural expression on his face.
"Could it be because my senior helped me apply mascara? Did I put on makeup, and it didn't look good? I just wanted to rub my eyes, but I always felt a little itchy. The senior said that you must not rub it, just rub it. Panda eyes..." Song Qiaoxi pointed to his eyes.
"Cough, cough..." Chu Jin coughed twice, his head still turned to one side, his voice was a little hoarse, "To be honest, it's pretty."
After he finished speaking, he frowned and took a step forward, buttoning the hat of the woolen coat on Song Qiaoxi's head, "Go and change your clothes, it's cold and hot and easy to catch a cold, I'll be waiting at the backstage door. you."
Chu Jin turned his head and left the backstage.
The two discussed it at home during the day. After the performance, they went back to the classroom to get their schoolbags, and then came back to meet with Ding Miao and Wang Junyang.
After the "Double Dan" party, each class will no longer be organized back to the classroom, and will be dismissed directly from the school auditorium.
"Song Qiaoxi, come on, go to the bathroom and change your clothes." The senior sister of the Hot Dance Club greeted her with her clothes in her arms.
Just as Song Qiaoxi was about to catch up with Chu Jin, she asked him to take away his coat so he wouldn't catch a cold. He turned his head and agreed with Senior Sister, "Come on."
When he turned around again, Chu Jin was no longer there.
She had no choice but to wrap her jacket tightly, pick up the pink travel bag that was put aside, and follow the senior sisters of the Hot Dance Club to the bathroom.
In the women's bathroom in the backstage, a group of girls supported me and I helped each other to change into winter school uniforms.
Teenage girls, together can be fun.
Chu Jin's uniform was still draped over her body, and Song Qiaoxi could smell his clothes, which had the same faint mint fragrance as the boy's body, a very clean smell that made people feel at ease.
Looking at the washstand in the bathroom, Song Qiaoxi felt wet and stained, and frowned.
It was a heavy coat that couldn't be put on the washstand, and there was no other place to hang it, which made her a little worried.
"Come on, Song Qiaoxi, I've changed, I'll help you hold the coat." A senior sister extended her hand kindly and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Senior Sister." Song Qiaoxi nodded gratefully, took off the woolen coat that was obviously several sizes too large, folded it a little, and handed it to Senior Sister, "The coat is a little heavy, I'll change it soon."
As soon as she raised her hand to take off the little cutie, she took out the school uniform shirt from her sports bag and fastened the buttons one by one, when Song Qiaoxi heard the senior smiling and said, "It's alright, a piece of clothing can sink anywhere, but , Primary school girl, your little boyfriend Chu Jin is so kind to you."
"Yeah, I'm so envious of us, Chu Jin is so cold to others, his eyes light up when he sees you! You two really grew up together as childhood sweethearts? Xixi, I read in the fanfic that you The two slept in the same bed when they were young..." The president of the Hot Dance Club also came over and asked gossip.
Another member raised his arms in pigtails, stalked his neck and said: "I see in our school's post bar, not only the fan fiction is about to end, but also the comics are posted, don't say, the drawing is really good! It is said that It was drawn by an art student from the Second Affiliated High School of Normal University..."
The question after another made Song Qiaoxi's buttoning hand stop.
Her brain couldn't digest these strange information for a while, is Chu Jin her boyfriend
There are also fan comics, art students in the Second Affiliated High School
The only one I know, who draws comics well and is still studying in the Second Affiliated High School, is the only one...
Ding Yi!
Song Qiaoxi clenched her small fists tightly, gnashing her teeth in her heart, good you Ding Yi, let me catch it, you die! Certainly! ! ! !
Seventy-eight thirteen- or four-year-old girls, you are chatting in the bathroom with every word you say, and your little mouth can't stop at all.
Some people envy Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin's "childhood sweethearts", shouting that her bamboo horse was not only pulling her braids when she was a child, but when they grew up, they would fight each other when they met, which was not sweet at all! Some seniors look crazy and hope that God will also give her a boyfriend who is as handsome as Chu Jin and has an online IQ...
Are these discussions malicious
It's true that there is no malice at all. Little girls of this age are very gossipy. Usually in a club, everyone has a good relationship. The whole club, including Gu Wei, can't help but take care of Song Qiaoxi as a group pet. .
Song Qiaoxi has a good personality, the little girl is soft and cute, she always thinks of everyone, and her practice is always meticulous. Who doesn't like it
However, the gossip questions of the senior sisters of the Hot Dance Club were thrown out and could not be answered, and they never continued to ask questions.
After putting on his shirt, he put on a navy blue V-neck sweater, and put on his school uniform jacket. Song Qiaoxi took Chu Jin's woolen coat from Senior Sister and smiled gratefully, "Thank you Senior Sister, my schoolbag is still there. Classroom, go first."
Senior Sister pinched her cheek, "Go home and think about it, use makeup remover to remove mascara."
"Ah, okay, I'll ask mom." Song Qiaoxi didn't know how to get rid of the mascara on her eyes without makeup, and her almond eyes curved again, smiling sweetly.
"My mother, Xixi, you can be careful in the future, don't laugh at people..." The senior sister of the Hot Dance Club rubbed her arms like goosebumps, "You smile at me, I'm still a woman, and half of my body is cramped."
Holding Chu Jin's coat in her arms, Song Qiaoxi walked quickly to the exit of the backstage, she was afraid that Chu Jin would be in trouble if he caught a cold while standing in the wind.
From a distance, you can see Chu Jin standing straight at the backstage exit.
The backstage corridor was dim and dark, and the door at the exit was open, bringing the soft afternoon sunlight into the corridor.
The warm sun of winter poured on the boy without hesitation, dyeing Chu Jin's black hair dark brown.
And his face as white as a paper man seems to have become warmer because of this beautiful warm sun.
For a moment, Song Qiaoxi was a little stunned.
Like a boy standing at the door...
No, he should be called a boy, right
That boy seemed to have grown up overnight.
My father came back from Beijing last week and measured the two of them on the door frame of the balcony. Chu Jin was 1.77 meters long, while Song Qiaoxi had just grown to 1.61 meters.
The two of them now have a height difference of 16 cm.
It seems that from the age of six, Song Qiaoxi wanted to catch up with Chu Jin's height, but the gap between the two was getting bigger and bigger.
It is estimated that in this life, she will never grow taller than Chu Jin...
He began to have a clear Adam's apple on his neck, and his voice became even lower. If he sometimes spoke too close to her, he would feel numbness in his ears.
Song Qiaoxi knew from a young age that Chu Jin was good-looking, his facial features were too delicate, and he was as beautiful as a girl.
Now, his facial features are more handsome and taller than when he was a child.
When he was a child, Chu Jin's peach blossom eyes were round and round, but now his beautiful eyes seem to be completely open, a pair of clear crystal pupils, and the corners of his eyes rise slightly. The angle of the high nose bridge is impeccable, and the thin lips reveal a faint cherry color.
Song Qiaoxi held her breath and stopped a few meters away from Chu Jin.
The young man standing at the end of the corridor, no doubt, is familiar to her, but feels a little unfamiliar.
Chu Jin lowered his head slightly, his forehead slightly covering his brows.
Perhaps hearing the movement in the corridor, he tilted his head, frowned slightly, stared at her for a few seconds, his pale lips moved slightly, "Go, you are too slow..."
The boy's tone was lazy, a little hoarse, and his tone was indifferent. It sounded like he was explaining something, and he didn't mean to complain.
Sure enough, as soon as Chu Jin opened his mouth, it was the Chu Jin that Song Qiaoxi was familiar with.
Soon, the subtle sense of strangeness in Chu Jin's heart disappeared in an instant.
Song Qiaoxi easily jumped to his side, put the coat in her hand on him like he did just now, and muttered: "Oh, girls, you have more clothes than you, so of course it will be slower. ? And you, don't stand on the tuyere in the future, your uniform jacket is still with me, in case I have a cold and a fever, no one will make breakfast for me... "
Recently, my mother's school final exam, I was so busy every day that I couldn't even make breakfast for them in the morning.
Now the "chef" at home is none other than Chu Jin.
"I thought you cared about me?" Chu Jin put on his school uniform jacket, smiled self-deprecatingly, did not button up the horn buttons of his woolen uniform, raised his eyelids and said, "It turned out to be concerned about your breakfast... . .. "
Song Qiaoxi, who was already walking in front, turned her head and returned the same way with her pink sports bag. She reached out to Chu Jin and said in a commanding tone, "Take it."
The handsome young man honestly took the sports bag in her hand and looked at her condescendingly.
"It's so windy outside, how can you be handsome if you don't fasten your buttons? Don't learn from Wang Junyang and the others, you're ugly..." After scolding Chu Jin angrily, Song Qiaoxi tiptoed slightly, In front of him, he carefully buttoned the horn buttons of his woolen uniform one by one.
After all the buttons were buttoned, Song Qiaoxi unconsciously imitated her mother's style, tidying up the collar of the uniform for Chu Jin, and couldn't help but nagging a few more words, "You guys, is it because of your clumsy hands that you feel the horns? It's very troublesome to buckle it into the leather rope, everyone is wearing a uniform jacket with open arms, does it look good? It's not good-looking at all, learn Xu Wenqiang from the beach? It won't keep you warm at all, okay?"
Chu Jin burst out laughing, raised one hand, and gently rubbed the top of her hair, "You think I'm stupid?"
The young man's magnetic voice with a smile reached her ears, Song Qiaoxi's hand was still on his neckline, and she raised her head to look at Chu Jin.
Song Qiaoxi could clearly see Chu Jin's chin, and the line of sight went up along the chin, which was his pale cherry-colored lips.
She knew what Chu Jin was laughing at, and whoever was clumsy between the two knew in her heart...
"Children, please have a little conscience, okay?" Chu Jin's smile deepened, shaking his head, and said in an angry voice, "Okay, I'm stupid, and I've covered you with book covers for six years."
Why is Chu Jinlian's breath with a faint mint aroma
For a moment, Song Qiaoxi's mind seemed to stop.
Surrounded by Chu Jin's breath, she began to replay in her mind the words that the senior sister of the Hot Dance Club joked to herself in the bathroom just now.
"Your little boyfriend Chu Jin is so kind to you... Little boyfriend Chu Jin, to you... Boyfriend... Chu Jin... "
heart.
Puff, puff jump.
Song Qiaoxi hurriedly took her hand away from Chu Jin's collar, snatched the pink sports bag from his hand, and ran to the teaching building like a fly.
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In the afternoon, Song Qiaoxi, who was usually the most talkative, became extraordinarily silent on the way home with the "Little Gang of Five".
Even the usual school entrance, the food stalls that open up when school is over, can't attract her anymore.
Ding Miao took Song Qiaoxi's little hand, thinking that her family's Xixi dance must have consumed a lot of energy today, and pointed to a street vendor in line, "Xixi, your favorite sweet potato cake is to eat. Don't eat?"
"Don't eat..." Song Qiaoxi said dully.
"Fried chicken fillets? Put more cumin and sesame seeds, and less chili noodles?" Ding Miao thought she was tired of eating and pointed to another stall.
Song Qiaoxi still said in a muffled voice, "Well, don't."
This is a problem for Sister Nanmiao, so I have to zoom in and squeeze Song Qiaoxi's cold hands and ask, "Then I'll buy you a sausage? Let the boss help you pick out the skin to burn a little bit?"
"I don't want to eat anything today, Miaomiao, do you want to eat and I'll buy it for you?" Song Qiaoxi shook her head, let go of Ding Miao's hand, and wanted to take a purse out of her schoolbag.
Before she opened her schoolbag, she turned her head and habitually asked Chu Jin and Wang Junyang who were following behind them: "Do you two want grilled sausages?"
When she was talking, she didn't even know why, so she deliberately avoided Chu Jin's eyes and only looked at Wang Junyang, who was listening to music with headphones.
Received negative answers, including Ding Miao.
On Christmas day, there were a lot of people on the bus going home, and there was no place to sit.
Song Qiaoxi was still standing next to Ding Miao, she was tall enough now that she could grab the handrail above the car.
Along the way, the little girl was thinking about one thing.
"Like" a person is not simply a friend's liking, but "that kind of" "like". What kind of feeling is it
"Boyfriend", what kind of person do you need to be your "boyfriend"
After watching so many TV series and novels, Song Qiaoxi still doesn't understand the meaning of love.
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The Song family did not have the habit of celebrating foreign festivals.
Xu Shi's two children in the family went to foreign language school this year. Father Song made a special call and asked his daughter-in-law to buy three big, red apples home when she got off work.
I don't know where Song's father heard the Christmas Eve custom, Fei and Qiao Qin said, "Daughter-in-law, this apple means peace and security. When these foreigners spend Christmas, they pay attention to eating apples on Christmas Eve, so that they can stay safe. Happy New Year, the three of you bought three apples, but don't forget, think about it, one apple per person!"
"Come on, Christmas Eve and Christmas are foreign festivals. The Chinese translate it into Christmas Eve. Do you think foreigners can understand the relationship between Apple and Christmas Eve?" Qiao Qin was just about to get off work when he received a call from Song Jianguo from Beijing. On the phone, I almost laughed.
"By the way, my daughter-in-law, I put the Christmas present that Mr. Chu asked me to bring to the children last week in the basement, and don't forget to give it to them tomorrow morning." Father Song urged on the phone.
"Don't worry, I've already brought it from the basement. I'll get up early in the morning and put it on Xixi's desk, and put all the gifts on the piano, right?"
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Qin smiled beautifully.
Although I think my husband is really "naive", but my man is "naive" and a little cute
After get off work, she still went to the supermarket and bought three big, round apples with a soft heart to take home.
After dinner in the evening, Song's mother sat on the sofa with Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, watching TV while holding an apple, gnawing on the phone with Song's father.
Song Jianguo was relieved after confirming that the three mothers had eaten apples.
Later, Song Qiaoxi found out that her mother had turned off the speakerphone, and she and her father had been whispering to each other for a long time, and then she was tired and hung up the phone.
"News Network" was playing on the TV. She watched it absent-mindedly, and remembered the questions she had pondered on the bus in the afternoon.
Song Qiaoxi decided that tonight, she will sleep with her mother on the big bed.
After eating the apples and watching "News Network", Chu Jin went back to the boiler room.
When she was washing at night, her mother taught her to use makeup remover to remove mascara.
After taking a shower, Song Qiaoxi changed into a soft, waxy coral fleece pajamas, her hair was wet behind her head, she hugged her mother's arm and acted like a spoiled child, "Mom, will I sleep with you tonight?"
"Okay." Qiao Qin entered the master bedroom with a girl who had grown to one meter six on her arm, and shook her head with a smile.
Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, Xixi is already a big girl, Qiao Qin is 1.66 meters, and her daughter is only five centimeters shorter than her.
Qiao Qin said with emotion that on June 10, 1990, at the Qizhou Maternal and Child Health Hospital, the doctor put a small baby with red hair and thick hair, wrinkled like a little old man, only 6 pounds and 7 taels on her. In his arms, as if it were yesterday.
Putting Song Qiaoxi on the soft stool of the dresser, Song's mother plugged in the hairdryer to blow her daughter's hair.
The hair dryer is a bit old and has a faint burnt smell, but it has plenty of power.
Qiao Qin blew very carefully. First, she helped her dry her scalp. The hair near the end of her hair was half-dried. Looking at Song Qiaoxi's depressed face in the mirror, she knew that her daughter had really grown up. .
There is a girl in my family who is just growing up, Xixi is no longer an ignorant little girl, and she begins to have the mind of a girl.
Turn off the ceiling light in the bedroom, and Mama Song only turns on the bedside light.
Song Qiaoxi leaned on her mother's arms as she did when she was a child. The tip of her nose was a familiar smell from her mother. As soon as she smelled it, she knew she was home, giving her a full sense of security.
Holding a small lock of long hair in her hand, Song Qiaoxi hesitated for a long time, and finally said to her mother, "Mom, if, I mean, if I want to find a boyfriend, what kind of person should he be?"
Her mother put one hand on Song Qiaoxi's forehead. The hand was neither cold nor hot. It was as comfortable as a warm jade. The hand lightly tapped the tip of her nose, "Does Xixi like someone?"
"No..." Song Qiaoxi shook her head blankly and blinked her eyes.
"Then mom, tell you what mom thinks?" Song's mother continued to put her hand on Song Qiaoxi's forehead, moving her fingers one after another, "If Xixi is looking for a boyfriend, the most important thing is of course love. you."
Xixi looked up at her mother, "Love me? Like my father and mother love me?"
"The love of love is similar to the love your parents have for you, but it's not exactly the same. Your boyfriend, or the person who will accompany you all your life in the future, should not give you the love of a storm. , but a long-running love.
It will be manifested in the little things in daily life. He will respect your ideas and communicate with you as an equal soul. He also tolerates your petty temper and willfulness, and loves you even for your shortcomings. In the eyes of people, they are all cute and shining points. ' said the mother.
Song Qiaoxi heard her mother's words in a haze, as if she understood, but at the same time, she didn't seem to understand.
"If Xixi has a boy she likes now, my mother will feel very happy, it proves that we Xixi have grown up," Mom let go of her hand on her forehead and stroked Song Qiaoxi's hair, "This is normal, adolescence. Boys and girls, when they are in love, don't feel shy or embarrassed. Mom first expresses her attitude. Mom will not object to normal interactions with boys, but... "
"Girls, you must learn to protect yourself..." Mom paused, and her tone became more serious.
Song Qiaoxi knew what her mother meant. The teachers in the school's physiological hygiene class had taught her. She rolled on the bed shyly and buried her face in the pillow.
"Don't say, your future boyfriend, I have really discussed with your father," Mom's tone returned to a relaxed tone, Song Qiaoxi felt that she was flicked on the back of the head, "My dad and I think there are two basic conditions, one is It is to hope that the other's family and our family are 'matched', not financially, but that both parents are open-minded and democratic families.
Second, we hope that our future son-in-law will be a person with perseverance, perseverance, and a sense of responsibility, with clear goals for what he wants to do.
Third, to be popular, in addition to being nice to you, you should also be kind and polite to the people around you. "
Lifting her head from the pillow, Song Qiaoxi found that her mother had dimmed the bedside lamp by another stop.
In the dim light, she couldn't seem to see the expression on her mother's face.
Mom pulled up the quilt for her and dropped a gentle kiss on her forehead, "Go to sleep, Xixi, you are still young, don't worry about so many things. Mom told you these things because she wanted to tell You, we Xixi don't have to worry so much, we can grow up slowly..."
Song Qiaoxi closed her eyes and heard a "click".
The last light source in front of him disappeared.
After a while, I heard the sound of my mother's even breathing. My mother fell asleep after a long day of exhaustion.
She opened her eyes in the darkness, looked at the ceiling, and thought carefully about what her mother had just said.
However, the little girl took the place of one person the whole time.
Well done, right
If Uncle Chu and Aunt Sun were still alive, she and his parents would always be good friends, and both uncles and aunts were excellent and reasonable people, very similar to their own parents.
Therefore, this article is well-established and passed.
Do you have perseverance, perseverance, sense of responsibility, and clear goals for what you want to do
What he lacks the most is perseverance and perseverance. Since he came to this home, even if the teacher does not assign any homework, he will study very hard and have very high requirements on himself.
Not to mention the sense of responsibility, she felt that she was like a little burden to him, and she was annoying when reviewing, and he would still take the trouble to explain the problem-solving ideas to her again and again.
It's a good relationship, this one...
Although he often keeps a straight face, he just doesn't like to express his emotions to unfamiliar people. Whether it is in the elementary school attached to the normal school or the foreign language experiment class, he will patiently help explain when a classmate comes to ask questions.
It's nothing more than a stinky face
Thinking about it, Song Qiaoxi yawned.
Does that mean that Chu Jin is in full compliance with the conditions that his parents said
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Early the next morning, when Song Qiaoxi opened her eyes, she found that her mother was no longer by her side.
She stumbled and found a note on her mother's pillow with her mother's handwriting on it.
"There is a Christmas present from your Beijing neighbor, Grandpa Chu, on the desk. Chu Jin's Christmas present is on the piano bench in the study. Breakfast is ready, you can just heat it up in the microwave. Mom will be invigilating the exam in the morning, so she will leave first. "
Song Qiaoxi suddenly regained her spirits and almost jumped up from the bed.
Open the door of my parents' bedroom and rush to my own small room.
She found that there was a delicate and lovely little wooden box on the desk.
Opening the box, it turned out to be a golden snitch necklace the size of a pinky finger with wings.
In the past six months, when my father came back from Beijing, he would tell them about Grandpa Chu who lived on the top floor of Building No. 8. Dad and Grandpa Chu became very good friends.
Grandpa Chu said that he had no grandchildren, so he liked Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin very much, and occasionally called the two children to ask about their academic situation. Song Qiaoxi would take the opportunity to talk to Lucky over the air.
There is also a small note in the box, which was written by Grandpa Chu himself.
"Give it to Xixi, the key to your magical world."
The signature is a small red seal in the shape of auspicious clouds.
"Grandpa Chu is amazing too! It's the golden snitch, Harry Potter's golden snitch!" Song Qiaoxi fell in love with the necklace in his hand and fell on his own bed.
Thinking of her mother's note that Chu Jin also had Christmas gifts, Song Qiaoxi jumped up from the cot again and rushed into the study.
On the piano bench in the study, there is also an exquisite wooden box, much larger than her gift box.
This is Chu Jin's gift, so it is natural for Chu Jin to unwrap the gift in person.
Song Qiaoxi got dressed as fast as she could, and she didn't even have time to comb her hair. She grabbed the keys to her house and rushed downstairs. It was six o'clock in the morning.
But Chu Jin should be up. He always wakes up early, at 5:00 in the morning.
"Chu Jin! Chu Jin, are you awake? Come upstairs for me, I have a surprise for you!" After knocking on the door of the boiler room for a long time, Song Qiaoxi heard the "rustling" movement inside the door, but Chu Jin just didn't come to open the door.
After at least seven or eight minutes, Xixi, who was standing stupidly at the door, was a little angry. Only then did the iron door of the boiler room "squeak" and open a crack.
"Hey, why didn't you open the door for a long time!" Song Qiaoxi pushed the door open without saying a word.
She raised her head and looked at Chu Jin. His face was obviously not very good, as if he hadn't slept. Usually, his face was very white, and today it was so white that there was no blood at all.
He is blue now, and he doesn't seem to be in a good mood, and he looks a little impatient.
"What's wrong with you, have you had a nightmare, or are you sick and not feeling well?" Xixi wanted to reach out and touch his forehead to see if he had a fever.
Before he stretched out his hand, Chu Chu frowned and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you go up first, I'll pack up, and go upstairs immediately..."
Song Qiaoxi was a little unhappy on the spot. I came here early in the morning to give you a surprise. After receiving this kind of treatment, who would be happy
Just as she was about to ask what was going on, suddenly, she persuaded her nose and smelled a strange smell in the hot air in the boiler room.
The smell is strange, never smelled before, not a stink but not a scent either.
How to describe it
That is, a bit of an ambiguous sweet smell...