"Purple."

Xie Dingyuan: "what color don't you like?"

Jiang Fuyue: "this is the second question."

The man was stunned.

"Isn't it reciprocity? After you ask, it's my turn. You can't continue until I ask."

"OK," he nodded, "what do you want to ask?"

"Why don't I charge you 30000 yuan transferred by wechat?"

Xie Dingyuan: "it's just a ticket. It's a piece of work."

"But I promised ten times the reward..."

Xie Dingyuan: "since it's a reward, I can choose to give up, right?"

Uh!

Jiang Fuyue: "theoretically, no problem, but..."

"OK, I don't want it."

“……”

Jiang Fuyue: "you settled the account in the hot pot shop that day?"

She clearly remembers $562.

"Yes."

"Why?"

Xie Dingyuan: "easy."

It's a small effort to get tickets; Is it easy to settle the bill?

He has a lot of hands

However, Jiang Fuyue still wants to say, "thank you."

"You're welcome." anyway, you already owe me a lot of meals. You can make it up later.

9:00 p.m. Chinese time.

The plane landed at DIDU airport.

Jiang Fuyue's four people officially bid farewell. Gao Zhaoming and Huang Hui directly transferred to go home. Fan Ye took a bus to T city all night and took a boat back to Duofu from Tianjin Port Wharf early tomorrow morning.

"Sister Yue, can we meet again?" the little girl tearfully.

"Yes."

The situation of Duofu is special. Due to the lack of a standardized education system, there are no schools on the island, let alone high school entrance examination and college entrance examination.

Naturally, there is no university entrance examination and higher education, unless children are sent out of the island and raised outside when they are very young.

But for the conservative and old-fashioned multi floating Islanders, this is almost impossible.

The fate of Fan Ye was no different from that of the ordinary Duofu young generation, but this IOI gold medal gave her a chance to change her fate.

"No accident, the special notice of big Q and big B should be sent to the island soon. Pay attention to check."

"Will you go to Q university or B university that month?"

This question

"Look again."

"Can you tell me if you decide?" the little girl said, "I want to go to college with you..."

"OK."

Gao Zhaoming: "and us!"

Huang Hui nodded.

Jiang Fuyue raised her wrist and looked at her watch: "it's almost time. Let's go. Remember to keep safe when you get home. See you later."

"See you later!"

The present difference is for better gathering in the future.

They all know.

Therefore, even if melancholy, always with a smile.

Jiang Fuyue bought a ticket back to linhuai the next morning, so she planned to stay in a nearby hotel for one night.

Xie Dingyuan's experiment at Q University was not finished. His assistant drove to pick him up. He waited outside for 20 minutes, but he never saw anyone.

"It's already here..."

At the moment, Xie Dingyuan was standing in front of Jiang Fuyue with his suitcase at his feet: "you haven't told me what color you don't like."

Jiang Fuyue: "

Uh

"Is this question important?" it's worth asking all the way from the plane to the plane.

Xie Dingyuan: "there is no difference between important and unimportant problems. There is only a gap between what can be solved and what cannot be solved. In fact, logically speaking, there is no problem that can not be solved at all."

"... you should study philosophy."

Xie Dingyuan nodded: "I studied it for some time."

Jiang Fuyue: "... Oh."

Cow or your cow.

"What color don't you like?"

"No."

"Huh?"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes: "I don't have colors I don't like."

The man nodded and left thoughtfully.

“?”

Before going out, he suddenly looked back.

Jiang Fuyue's alarm bell is loud. I'm afraid he'll torture his soul like "what do you like XX", "what don't you like XX" and so on.

Fortunately, Xie Dingyuan just told her: "pay attention to safety. You can call me if you have something."

"OK."

phone?

Nature does not exist.

Jiang Fuyue had no dream all night and boarded God's direct flights to Huaihe the next day.

This evening, Xie Dingyuan wrote in the observation record of Jiang Fuyue's confused behavior——

I like purple.

There are no colors you don't like.

But the opposite of "dislike" is "like". Then "no disliked colors" can be translated into "like all colors".

But why did she just say "purple"?

……

Han Yunru and Jiang Da learned that their daughter was going home last night. They asked about the flight information and arrival time and waited at the airport half an hour in advance.

"Wife, do you think my neckline is wrinkled again?" Jiang Da pulled both sides of his neck, a little uncomfortable.

Han Yunru: "let me see... Why are you sweating again? No wonder it's wrinkled like this... Who asked you to fasten all the buttons? You deserve it."

He smiled in embarrassment at his wife's angry eyes: "I haven't worn a shirt for many years. I remember that when I married you last time, all the buttons were fastened. Besides, don't those young people in TV dramas wear shirts and ties like this?"

"As you said, it's time to get married. Is it time to get married now?"

"Hey, hey..." he didn't retort, but smiled foolishly.

Han Yunru was helpless. She explained softly: "decades have passed, the times are changing, and the dressing habits will also change." she said, and began to loosen his first two buttons. "Now everyone is pursuing comfort..."

Jiang Da: "what comfort?"

"Just how comfortable to wear."

"Hey, hey... I think T-shirts, shorts and sandals are the most comfortable." unfortunately, my wife disagreed.

Sure enough, Han Yunru couldn't help glancing at him: "come to pick up her daughter. Are you dressed like that?"

"But didn't you say you wanted to relax..."?

Under the gentle gaze of his daughter-in-law, Jiang Da stopped the car with the last two words: "I'm really sorry, so I listen to you and wear a shirt! Isn't it wrinkled now?"

Han Yunru took out a paper towel from her bag and wiped the sweat off his neck. Smelling the speech, she nodded: "it's better."

Han Yunru cleaned up Jiangda and began to check herself: "husband, do you think my hair is messy? Is the color of my skirt too bright? The length of the pendulum should be ok? Is it too short?"

Jiang Da: "not messy. The color of the skirt is just right. Your skin is white. It's suitable for fresh and tender colors..."

The husband and wife check each other and make the final arrangement.

They all want to appear in front of their daughter in the best state.

Jiang Xiaodi also came. With his small schoolbag on his back, he ran to the front, reached his neck and stared at every passenger coming out, hoping to see his sister at first sight.

The little look that I look forward to, let alone the high rate of return.

Wu Qian followed behind. After a long distance, he locked his eyes on the little guy. He was mainly responsible for his safety. He took a picture with his mobile phone as the material for video editing.

He is now used to carrying a hand-held tripod when he goes out, so as to record Jiang Chenxing's daily life at any time.

"Uncle Wu, has your sister arrived yet?"

Wu Qian held a tripod in one hand, raised the other hand and looked at his watch.

"Soon."

"OK!" Jiang Xiaodi happily turned back and continued to stare at the exit.

The small eyes, the small expression of expectation, and the limbs ready to rush up at any time, how cute they look.

Wu Qian smiled like an old father.

The real old father is now tired of flirting with his wife.

Suddenly——

"Sister!"

Jiang Xiaodi rushed up like a small shell and hugged the girl's straight and slender leg.

As soon as Jiang Fuyue came out, a little skin monkey hung on her leg.

"Are you a koala?"

"If I were a koala, my sister would become a tree!" the little nose wrinkled and shook his head, "that's not good."

Jiang Fuyue touched his soft hair: "it seems to be growing tall."

"Really?! Uncle Wu said so too!" the dwarf liked to hear people praise him for his height.

Immediately, his face was excited.

Wu Qian came up and moved his lips. Suddenly he didn't know how to call Jiang Fuyue.

boss?

miss?

President Jiang?

It doesn't seem to fit.

Finally, Jiang Fuyue spoke first: "Uncle Wu, it's hard."

"Not hard, not hard."

Hearing the word "Uncle Wu", he was flattered and a warm feeling rushed to his heart.

After learning that he left Yimi, Jiang Xiaodi felt guilty about the crimes he suffered. He couldn't help feeling guilty every time he saw Jiang Fuyue.

He's afraid.

Afraid of her blaming

It's alright now.