Chapter Four 1
Is this happiness? After returning home, I lay in bed unable to sleep. All I could think of was Tsurugahara's gentleness, his head down plucking the strings, and his somewhat flamboyant singing.
I sat up from the bed, walked to the mirror, placed my hands on top of my head, and whispered, "It's okay, take your time."
A warm feeling surged through my heart. He was so gentle.
The next time we meet should be his birthday party. I can't let myself be nervous like before, because I want to confess my love to him. Thinking of this, I can wake up with a smile in my dreams. It's his birthday. Everything must be wonderful when he is with me.
I turned on my computer to check the Pisces fortune for that day: June 25th, Pisces' love fortune is very good on this day. Singles will meet the peach blossom they have been waiting for for a long time, Pisces in love will be even sweeter, and for Pisces who have been secretly in love and want to confess their love, the success rate of confessing on this day is five stars!
Five stars! My success rate in confessing my love on Tsuruga Native Day was five stars! This is really a great encouragement to me. It seems that even God is helping me.
I, Ge Ruya, must succeed in confessing my love on June 25th! I want to succeed!
With such a wonderful and exciting mood, I fell into a sweet dream. In my dream, I saw Tsurugahara. He walked in front of me wearing the perfect honey's white tuxedo in my dream, bent down and said to me gently: "Ruya, can I invite you to dance with me?"
I looked at him infatuatedly. Although it was a dream, I still couldn't help feeling a throbbing sensation. The beautiful feeling of happiness continued from the dream to reality, and the corners of my mouth curled up slightly.
Although dreaming feels wonderful, reality is not so wonderful, such as now——
"Oh, I'm so tired. Cleaning by myself is really not a human job!"
I complained to Xiaoyi with a mop in my hand, feeling aggrieved. I have been busy since I arrived at school in the morning and my hands have not stopped. Now my whole body aches and my waist is almost broken.
"Who made you late and got caught by the class teacher?" Xiao Yi bit the pen in a leisurely manner, then rolled her eyes, smiled flatteringly and came close to me, saying gossipingly, "I say, since we separated yesterday, have you and Tsurugahara made any substantial progress?"
It would have been fine if this girl didn't say anything, but once she did, I got angry. I slapped her on the head and angrily said, "You're still talking! You knew I'd be nervous when I saw him, but you still left me there alone. Do you know how much I've embarrassed myself?"
When I thought about how stupid I looked standing on tiptoe and pouting in front of Tsurugahara, I felt like dying.
"Oh, you're still angry. It seems like you really like me." Xiaoyi ignored my anger and said with a smile, "Did you two hold hands and kiss each other?"
"You..." My face turned red all of a sudden. I felt embarrassed looking at Xiaoyi's arrogant smile, so I had to lower my head and pretend to be a young wife, and said shyly, "Yes, hold, hold your hand."
"Really? Ruya, you're amazing. You got it so quickly. It seems that my love guides are really useful. If you like someone, you should take action when the time is right." Xiaoyi patted my shoulder and was very pleased. "You are a teachable kid, you are a teachable kid."
"What?" I was annoyed by Xiaoyi's boastful look, "She was just afraid that I would fall..."
"Hmph!" Before I could finish my words, a cold snort interrupted me. Xiaoyi and I turned around and saw Ruiqing, who looked unhappy.
"Ruiqing, what are you humming about? Ruya has found someone she likes, aren't you happy for her?" Xiaoyi was obviously standing up for me, and her tone when talking to Ruiqing was not very friendly.
"Of course I'm happy for her." Ruiqing didn't even look at me, and said with his nose in the air, "I was on my way to school just now, and I saw someone's favorite classmate, Tsurugahara, talking and laughing with a girl from the next class. I wonder if that person is nice to everyone, or..."
"That's enough!" I stood up, unable to bear it any longer, and looked at Ruiqing hurt. "What does it have to do with me if he's talking and laughing with someone? I..."
I closed my eyes, and the image of Tsurugahara smiling gently at Xin Xin appeared in front of me. I took a deep breath and spoke again: "Don't worry about my business."
I like him, I want to confess to him, I hope to be closer to him, this is all my own business, it has nothing to do with Ruiqing, Xiaoyi, or even Dunheyuan. The popular saying "I like you, it's my business" a long time ago describes my current mood. I don't care whether Dunheyuan is good to me or everyone else, I just want to like him, I am fascinated by him, it doesn't matter if I can't get him in the end, at least I have tried.
"Ruya." Seeing my angry look, Ruiqing's eyes seemed to flash with a trace of guilt and heartache, but it soon turned into ridicule, "Really? Then I'll wait for the good news that you have successfully confessed your love."
"I will definitely succeed!" I said this and sat down in my seat angrily.
Ruiqing behind him was probably not in a much better condition. He dragged his chair on the ground, making a harsh friction sound, and threw his schoolbag heavily on the table.
I know that my tone of voice was not good, but I just couldn't understand it. He could have just said that my lunch box was not tasty. Why did he throw it into the trash? Also, what does it have to do with him that I like Tsurugahara? Although I know that he did it for my own good and didn't want me to get hurt, why did his words hurt me so much? We are good friends, why did he have to hurt me in this way?
Xiaoyi, who was standing by, was probably frightened by us. She looked at Ruiqing behind her, then at me, and finally came close to me and said softly, "What happened between the two of you? Why do you look like enemies meeting and getting jealous? Do you know that this is scary?"
"Humph!" I glared at her. "If I knew, I wouldn't be so angry."
"Is it because he's in a bad mood? I think Ruiqing doesn't look very happy recently." Xiaoyi continued, obviously trying to smooth things over for us. But I didn't appreciate it and said angrily, "How is he in a bad mood? I think he just likes to argue with me."
"Ruiqing, you came so early today. Can you help me figure out how to solve this problem?"
A sweet voice came into my ears. Xiaoyi and I turned our heads curiously and found out that it was Yanran, the eldest daughter in the class. Her father is a very famous entrepreneur in our city, the kind that the mayor personally receives, so she has always been a very special person in our class.
Looking at the way she looks at Ruiqing, why do I feel like she has other intentions?
"Okay." Ruiqing changed his usual indifferent attitude towards girls and actually took the exercise book handed over by the girl and started to read it seriously. It was rare to see Ruiqing so serious. He was not as careless as usual. He was very handsome and gentle. But I was still angry, so I snorted coldly to show my disdain for him.
"Ruiqing seems very different today." Xiaoyi said meaningfully.
"What's the difference? They're still just as annoying!" I said viciously.
"You, you're the only girl in our class who thinks he's annoying." Xiao Yi had a look on her face that said "you're out of date". "Actually, Ruiqing is quite popular in our Shengying College. He has good grades, a good family background, is handsome, and is capable. Except for you, which girl doesn't like him like her own prince charming?"
Xiaoyi continued to mutter, and I scratched my head helplessly. How come I didn't notice any of Ruiqing's advantages? In my eyes, this guy has been a nasty, annoying, talkative, and easily angry guy since we met.
"Huh! I didn't notice." I was telling the truth. I really didn't think Ruiqing was any different from other people. At most, he was a little taller, his teeth were whiter when he smiled, his eyes were bigger when he was angry, and he talked more nonsense when he had nothing to do. Anyway, there wasn't much difference.
"He wouldn't talk to other girls except you before, but today..." Xiaoyi said meaningfully, but I couldn't hear a word she said.
Does it matter to me whether he cares about someone or not? I can't figure it out, and I don't want to think about it, because I have more important things to think about right now.
Finally, the school was over. As soon as the bell rang, I rushed out of the classroom like an arrow. I didn't care even though Xiaoyi was screaming behind me. In order to reach my destination as quickly as possible, I deliberately chose the back door of the school where there were the least people.
I always like to use the word "sunny" to describe my mood, because it is a very warm and sweet feeling, close to happiness but not happiness. This is how I feel now. Even though I have been doing high-physical labor such as spring cleaning since the morning, and I have memorized a lot of parallel sentences and compound sentences in English class, and solved a lot of difficult analytic geometry in math class, I am still in a good mood and feel as relaxed as if I can fly. Because I decided to give Tsurugahara a gift he likes - the exquisite Gundam model. When I think of Tsurugahara's happy expression when he receives the gift, I am full of energy.
When I rushed to the same shopping mall as yesterday, I looked at my watch and it was already past six o'clock. This was the time when the mall was busiest. The people coming and going blocked my view. Xiaoyi often teased me as a "directionally challenged person", and it took me a lot of effort to find the window I saw yesterday.
This is where Tsurugahara stood yesterday, looking at this model. I remember the focused look in Tsurugahara's eyes when he looked at it. It was the first time I saw something like passion in his eyes. If Tsurugahara is usually a pool of spring water in the valley, then at that moment he was the splashes of water that suddenly appeared on the spring water. That kind of expression can only be revealed when facing the things he loves most.
I used my index finger to outline the contours of the Gundam model through the glass window. This Saturday is Tsurugahara's birthday, so of course I have to give him his favorite thing.
"This..." When my index finger traced the price tag of the Gundam model through the glass window, I was petrified for a moment.
800! Is this model made of gold? Even if it is, it shouldn't be so expensive! My excitement just now disappeared in an instant, replaced by despair and sadness.
I pitifully opened my shrunken wallet and counted the money inside again and again, but it was still not enough. If only I had a Doraemon now, it could whizz out a lot of money from the bag, or turn out a Gundam model exactly like the one in this window. God, please give me a miracle!
"What should I do?" I muttered with my face pressed against the glass of the window. My lost face was reflected on the glass.
Didn't I just want to give Tsurugahara a gift he likes? Can't even such a small wish come true? Wow...why are the things he likes so expensive?
I suddenly remembered the ice cream from yesterday. If only he liked ice cream, I could give him a Supreme Big Mac. I sighed and decided to go home first.
I was listless all the way, not wanting to take the bus or the subway. I put my hands in my pockets and sighed as I walked home. People of all kinds appeared on the roadside from time to time, some selling fruits, some handing out flyers, some setting up stalls, all kinds of people. But I was not in the mood to watch, because I was always thinking about the Gundam model that I couldn't afford.
The night gradually dyed the sky, and the gorgeous neon lights also lit up one after another. When the lights came on, the whole city was like a colorful crystal ball. All I could see was the dazzling and gorgeous prosperity. But now I couldn't feel the prosperity at all. Instead, the darkness behind the prosperity best matched my current mood. What should I do? I walked on the road with a sad face. Is this the end? I really can't accept it.
"Store anniversary, store anniversary, our store is having an anniversary this week, don't miss it if you pass by, there's an 12% discount on everything!" A boy who looked like a waiter stopped me and forced a flyer into my hand.
"Miss, come and sing. You can enjoy an 12% discount, free VIP registration and free delicious desserts. You may even win a prize during the store anniversary. Miss, you are so beautiful, you must be very lucky." He said with a smile, and kept waving the flyer in his hand in front of my eyes, but I didn't hear him at all.
Really, what kind of insight is this waiter? Can't he see that I'm not in the mood to sing at all? Just as I was about to ignore this chattering waiter and continue walking forward, a notice posted behind him suddenly caught my eye -
During the anniversary celebration, we are hiring female receptionists, aged between 18 and 25, with decent appearance. The benefits are generous, and the salary is paid daily.
Hiring a female receptionist? I stopped and looked carefully at the KTV in front of me. It was luxuriously decorated, with the entire wall made of royal blue glass and inlaid with wall lamps. There were two large ink-colored characters on the wall - "Imperial Capital".
I seldom go to places like this, and I don't know what this KTV is about, but I think it looks very upscale. Since this place looks so luxurious and upscale, then the "generous treatment" should not be false.
"Miss, please come in and take a look. Ours is the most luxurious KTV in the city. The song collection, sound quality, equipment and service are all the best. This is the best entertainment venue." The waiter thought I was convinced by him and began to introduce it more persistently.
"This KTV..." I said.
"Miss, please come in and take a look. Only our place can match a lady like you. Come in and take a look. I guarantee you will like it." He said as he helped me open the door.
I secretly took a look inside. The decoration inside the store was the same as the outside, both luxurious and aesthetic. The light inside was relatively dim, and the lights embedded in the glass walls looked like a pair of amber eyes. I walked in trembling, my heart seemed to jump out of my chest. I felt like a child who had done something bad and was afraid of being caught. I walked forward without even raising my head. A very beautiful girl smiled and bowed to me: "Welcome."
"Uh... I want to ask..." I looked at her and stammered, "Are you hiring a receptionist here?"
"So you're here to apply for a job." The girl straightened up and looked at me. Her eyes were so strange that I almost backed off. But when I thought about the birthday gift I was going to give to Tsurugahara, I gritted my teeth and forced myself to look up and look at her. She seemed a little surprised that I would look at her like that. She was stunned for a moment and then said, "Let's go inside. The foreman is inside. Go find her for the application."
"Oh, thank you." I nodded obediently.
Although I am usually rude and irritable, I am actually very timid at heart. Just like now, when I arrive in an unfamiliar environment, I can't help but feel scared and shrink like an ostrich ready to bury its head in the sand at any time. My steps are a little unsteady, and I walk in step by step with extreme anxiety, thinking about how to face the first interview in my life. Thinking of this, I suddenly feel that I am great again. I should be considered sacrificing for love.
The foreman was a woman in her 30s, very tall. I was 1.65 meters tall and looked like a bean sprout standing in front of her. Although she was wearing heavy makeup, I could still tell from her face that she must have been a very beautiful woman when she was young, as could be seen from her clear features and beautiful eyebrows and eyes.
She held a long, thin lady's cigarette between her fingers. She stood there and looked me over carefully for several times before finally saying, "Have you read all the requirements for our application?"
