Chapter 53 Happy Birthday
Chapter 53 Happy Birthday
He Hui took a step forward and looked into his eyes closer.
In the airport where people were coming and going, the beautiful couple attracted many vague glances. Some people even thought they were celebrities and quietly pointed their mobile phones in their direction to take pictures.
But He Hui didn't seem to notice, she just looked at him with a smile and said calmly,
"I know you're not interested in me, and I'm not someone who likes to stalk you."
Under the clear light, the girl's mind was so open. , it is almost impossible to resist such sincerity and straightforwardness.
Jiang Michuan stared at her thoughtfully for a few seconds. Seeing that she was serious and determined, and didn't seem to be lying to him, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he responded politely,
"That's the best. I don't like it either. Make girls feel embarrassed."
He Hui laughed.
In fact, to be honest, Jiang Mikawa's conditions are indeed inferior to most of the peers she has met, and the relationship between the two families is also close.
Unfortunately, it's not her cup of tea.
If she hadn't been an intern under Lin Hui, she couldn't help but refuse many things. Otherwise, she would have tried every means to refuse unnecessary contact, so as not to misunderstand the other party and make Lin Hui mistakenly think there was hope.
The two were finally able to talk after their parents left, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.
He Hui blinked, and suddenly came closer, prolonging his voice, and asked with a bit of intriguing probing,
"I quit on my own initiative, and you saved your uncle and aunt a lot of trouble. Do you think you owe me a debt?" ?"
Her eyes reflected the sparkling lights of the airport building, and there was a bit of undetectable cunning in them.
Jiang Jianchuan knew that she must have something she wanted to ask for when she suddenly started talking to him instead of staying away without saying a word.
He looked at her lightly and asked with interest,
"What do you want?"
He Hui's eyes showed an almost undetectable smile, and her low voice contained a bit of the mystery of a private transaction,
"As a matter of fact , In exchange... Why don't you push Cheng Shu's WeChat to me? "
...
It's not just the business district that's busy on Christmas Eve, but even the campus is inevitably invaded by Western festival culture.
Forums and WeChat groups have always been the hardest hit areas for gossip. Especially today is a special day. Many people choose to make surprise confessions on this day, and those who are interested show off their love openly.
The forum continued to be lively until about nine o'clock, when a post suddenly became popular.
The pictures posted here are reproduced from the local life circle of Jiangcheng on Xiaohongshu.
First, someone saw a handsome man and a beautiful woman at the airport. He thought it was a celebrity filming an idol drama, so he posted it online to ask who it was. Unexpectedly, an alumnus of Jiang University saw it on Xiaohongshu and immediately forwarded it to Jiang University’s forum.
In less than half an hour, there were a mountain of comments under the post, and they were constantly being refreshed.
[OMG Emikawa is in love? ]
[Does this need to be said? We’ve all met our parents, maybe it’s another family marriage! ]
[No wonder Jiang Mikawa is so difficult to deal with. If I had such a partner, I wouldn't look down on the flowers and plants outside! ]
[Okay, I declare that Jiang Michuan is no longer my Tiancai, and I will start working on Cheng Shu tomorrow! ]
[Engage Cheng Shu +1]
[Engage Cheng Shu +10085]
The main post was very lively, and comments popped up one after another.
Cheng Xiaoyue clicked on one of the photos at the bottom of the main post, opened the screen with two fingers, and two extremely good-looking faces suddenly appeared on the screen.
They were probably photographed outside the security checkpoint after sending Lin Hui and his wife off to the plane.
The girl was tall and slender, standing in front of the tall man and smiling.
I don't know what she said. Jiang Michuan lowered his head cooperatively, with a casual and indulgent expression. What appeared on the screen was that of an intimate couple in love.
With a sore throat, Cheng Xiaoyue slapped the phone screen down on the table.
She felt very thirsty and needed a large glass of water immediately. But as soon as her fingertips touched the cup on the table, she suddenly remembered that this was a birthday gift given to her by Jiang Mikawa one year.
At that time, she was still a primary school student who dreamed of being a princess, and her favorite was Disney’s Snow Queen. So during that time, the cups, pencil cases, schoolbags, and even skirts given to her by Emikawa were all from the Snow Queen series.
Now she is still a little princess who is loved by her parents and has a good brother.
But the knight who always coaxes the princess has found the rose that truly belongs to him.
Cheng Xiaoyue was a little sad and a little unwilling.
She was obviously the one who met Jiang Michuan first, but she was stuck at such an age and was so powerless even for something as simple as liking someone.
Tonight, Christmas Eve, there are people everywhere, cheers and laughter.
But she seemed to be abandoned where she was, and she didn't dare to cry loudly even if she wanted to.
People who have never even had possessions seem to be incapable of being sad.
Cheng Xiaoyue was silent for a long time, then picked up the pen again, endured the soreness in her eyes, and continued writing her homework stroke by stroke.
The pen and ink are stained with tears, and spread lightly on the paper.
The sharp tip of the pen rustled against the page, and it felt like it was cutting into the heart bluntly.
Cheng Xiaoyue held the pen tightly, her fingertips turning white from exertion. Until there was a sizzling sound, the test paper was finally overwhelmed and a long crack was scratched by the pen tip.
....
The next day is Christmas.
Cheng Xiaoyue had a sleepless night and got up with a pair of dark circles under her eyes.
As soon as the door opened, there was a sudden bang, and many colorful ribbons and sequins flew down on her body.
Cheng Xingye and Lu Qingyue were standing in the living room pushing the cake. When she came out, they held up the gift and said,
"Happy birthday! Porridge!"
"Happy birthday, baby!"
Cheng Shu threw a gift without haste. Box came over, curled his lips at her, and said lazily,
"Happy birthday! National treasure!"
Cheng Xiaoyue: "...?" Whose dark circles are they mocking? !
She hugged the box and couldn't help rolling her eyes.
The brother and sister were always noisy when they met, but
Lu Qingyue was used to it. She walked over and looked at the gray eyes of Cheng Xiaoyue, feeling a little worried and puzzled,
"Didn't you sleep well last night?"
It wasn't that she didn't sleep well, Didn't sleep at all.
Cheng Xiaoyue didn't want her parents to worry about her, so she pursed her lips and made a random excuse,
"I was just memorizing words and didn't pay attention to the time."
Cheng Shu raised his eyebrows, "Recite words?"
These three words came out of Cheng Xiaoyue's mouth. , it is simply King Yama telling stories and deceiving ghosts.
He raised the corners of his lips meaningfully and nodded calmly,
"Then let me check to see if your English has improved?"
Cheng Xiaoyue has developed a sharp tongue after so many years of fighting with her brother. As soon as she heard that he wanted to check, she immediately opened her mouth and said,
"I am you It's a man, he, a woman, she, it is it. He nodded yes and shook his head, no."
Cheng Shu: "..."
Cheng Xingye: "..."
Lu Qingyue: "...."
It's not like I have bitter gourds at home. It's scary. What I'm afraid of is that the bitter melon will grow bigger and bigger.
After a few seconds of silence, Cheng Shu still couldn't help but glance at her, and commented speechlessly,
"Do you know that your speech is very similar to the American economy in the 1970s?"
Cheng Xiaoyue: "What do you mean?"
Cheng Shu: " Stagflation."
Cheng Xiaoyue: "?"
Cheng Xiaoyue: "..."