Chapter 53

I don't know if song yuanyan had any idea, but even if he understood it, he would not show it according to his hidden personality. Xu Qichen ate the bowl of dumplings secretly and didn't say anything else.

After a short rest, song yuanyan yelled that he had a bad stomach and wanted to take two steps to eliminate his food. He said that he was going to leave with his coat, and Xu Qichen didn't stop him. He only went a long way: "if you don't come back, I won't follow you next time."

Hearing that, song yuanyan turned around and said with a smile, "I'm sure I'll come back. Don't worry, wait for me."

Xu Qichen couldn't help sighing.

It's really hard to get such a strategic target.

Bored, I stood up and walked around the private room. I was not used to the limp. Although my two legs were less than one centimeter apart, it was still troublesome. I felt tired after walking two steps, so I sat down at the end where song yuanyan had just sat.

There was also tea on the table that he intentionally knocked over. Xu Qichen put up his elbow, supported his chin, and bored himself to dip his fingers in some green tea to write on the table.

I wrote about sun Lin.

Again, I wrote a yuanyan below.

0901 voice suddenly came out, "Mr. Xu, why do you have this name? It's hard to pronounce it."

Xu Qichen chuckled, "it's hard for you, the AI." He wiped the two words away with his fingers until he could not see the trace. He leaned back against the cushioned sofa. "The name comes from Qu Yuan's" Nine Songs · madam Xiang ". There is such a sentence in it, yuan has Zhi Xi, Li has LAN, and Si Gongzi has no courage to speak."

0901: "what do you mean?"

Xu Qichen did not answer this sentence, just continued, "the head and tail of a word casually together, there is the name."

Yuan has Zhi Xi, Li has LAN, think childe Xi did not dare to speak.

Song yuanyan.

It's very casual.

In fact, only his own heart is clear, how hypocritical the name is.

Thinking about this, he called the waiter and removed all the desserts from the table.

In this era, there is not even a mobile phone, there is no entertainment, Xu Qichen felt a little boring, asked the little girl wiping the table, "do you have any books here?"

"What book do you want?"

After thinking about it, "magazines and newspapers are OK."

After a while, the little girl sent up a magazine. Xu Qichen thought it was very novel. The design of the cover seemed to be full of sense of the times. After turning it over, there were a lot of sharp essays criticizing the current situation.

Xu Qichen is a person who isolates himself from the outside world as soon as he starts to read. In high school, no matter how much everyone quarrels after class, he will always sit quietly in his seat and read books. When he is tired, he will sleep for a while, as if he is in a different time and space with his classmates around him.

"Compromise..." Xu Qichen's eyes were fixed on the article, and he read aloud unconsciously. Maybe he had just eaten too much sweets, and his mouth felt dry. So he stretched out his hand and poked his fingers on the table to look for the tea cup. He was so lazy that he didn't lift his eyes.

After touching it for a long time, the cup was turned upside down. It occurred to me that I had just asked the waiter to clean it up, and the tea was taken away.

Forget it, don't drink it, take back your hand, turn a page, look down.

"Waiter, two coffees."

Suddenly a woman's voice came from the opposite side, which made Xu Qichen look up. Only then did he find that a person had already sat on the soft leather sofa opposite him.

Sun Lin's eyes seem to be a little short-sighted, not too serious, but Xu Qichen still habitually squints slightly and looks opposite.

There was a young lady sitting in front of him. In fact, if she hadn't already spoken, Xu Qichen would have to think about whether she was a young lady or a young master, because no matter what she looked like or what she looked like, she was very vague.

The other party's hair is cut very short, which is only one centimeter longer than his own. The back neck is built neatly, and the broken hair in front of his forehead is combed up, revealing a pair of heroic eyebrows. Below is a pair of bright eyes, which is slightly lifted up. The whole face is just like a goose egg, which is somewhat feminine.

The coffee came up soon. Xu Qichen said thank you in a soft voice and closed the book.

"Hello, miss he."

The other side chuckles, "you just looked at me for a long time, but feel strange?"

I've been watching it for a long time, but I'm just comparing it with the original.

There was no expression on Xu Qichen's face, but slightly touched the corners of his mouth. "Miss he asked, do you think you are strange?"

Miss he's eyebrows were slightly raised. There was a trace of surprise on her face. She soon laughed again. "According to the ancient Chinese saying, I've been defeated." She sipped her coffee. "I thought that a pedantic scholar like you must be extremely disgusted with a woman like me."

Xu Qichen said faintly: "there are two points in Miss He's words that I have to refute. First, how can I see that I am a pedantic scholar? Second... " He looked at the woman in front of him."There are many different kinds of women in the world. What kind of woman is miss he?"

Miss he's hand pauses and stares at the young man in front of her.

Originally, she didn't want others to judge people by their appearance, but now she fell into the trap of judging people by their appearance.

"The unwritten rules of what a woman should do and what a man should do are originally a kind of cognitive injustice." Xu Qichen didn't look at her. He just looked at the joints of his fingers. There was no emotion between his words, as if he was saying something he had just eaten. "No one should be limited by the two characters of men and women."

His eyes were deep brown, like the coffee in front of him. It's not thick, but it has a natural sense of alienation.

"Gender is only used to distinguish physiology, not lifestyle."

Miss he was stunned and turned to laugh openly.

"Interesting, interesting." She looked at Xu Qichen, stretched out her hand, and finally showed a friendly smile on her face. "Miss he is really struggling. You can call me Nancy."

Sure enough, I've drunk foreign ink for two days.

Xu Qichen hesitated, looking at the opposite woman so generous and friendly, or choose to stretch out his hand.

Miss Nancy was very flexible. Without waiting for Xu Qichen to speak, she said, "it's said that the young master of the Song family is very sick and weak. As soon as I heard this, I had a headache. Today, my father was holding me up. Today, although the body is thinner, the mind is very advanced. "

The hand that was held shook.

Another misunderstanding.

The door was suddenly opened.

"I just went downstairs for a walk and found a Western fruit shop. Guess what I saw..."

Xu Qichen immediately took out his hand and looked at the door.

Why is there such a coincidence in the world.

The real young master song was holding a beautiful box in his hand, and the smile on his face gradually solidified.

Xu Qichen stood up and bowed slightly to miss he, who didn't know where he was. "I'm sorry, you misunderstood me. I'm just a servant of the Song family." after that, he took a look at Song yuanyan at the door. "This is the young master of song."

Miss he frowned slightly, "so Am I mistaken? "

Xu Qichen nodded, "I'm just waiting for the young master here. I don't mean to cause misunderstanding. I'm really sorry." Then he picked up the magazine and walked out of the sofa, winking at Song yuanyan.

Song yuanyan frowned and walked over, gave Xu Qichen the box in his hand, and then sat down on the sofa, "are you miss he?"

Where did you get so angry

Do you think you're hooking up with his date?

Xu Qichen was silent. He took a look at the box in his hand. The foreign language on it was hand written in fancy script, which was hard to distinguish for a moment.

Miss he got the wrong person. She was very embarrassed at first. Now looking at the real young master, who looks like a dandy, she is even more dissatisfied, "so what?"

It doesn't seem right.

In the original text, they met very friendly. They both received western education and had a common topic, so they got married.

Is it because of yourself that you have changed the direction of the plot?

Don't do it. What if he dies early. Xu Qichen felt powerless. Remembering what Mrs. song had said to him before he left, she touched the tip of song yuanyan's foot under the table and said with a smile, "this is the gift that the young master bought for Miss He."

Song yuanyan frowned and snatched the box back before Xu Qichen gave it out. "You are so kind. When did I say such a thing?"

You can't go down the steps.

Xu Qichen was embarrassed and just wanted to get out as soon as possible You two talk slowly, so I won't disturb you. "

"No need." Miss he took the lead to stand up. The little girl on one side took her red coat and put it on for her. "I was forced by my father from the racecourse. Now it seems that..." He snorted to song yuanyan, "it's true that as I expected, I don't speculate with young master song, and I don't have to see him again."

Song yuanyan raised his hand with a smile, "Miss He, go well."

Miss he walked up to Xu Qichen in her riding boots. Her face was a little gentle and straight as before, "what's your name?"

No answer is not the way. Xu Qichen slightly drooped his head, a look of courtesy and modesty, "Sun Lin."

Miss he nodded, and then left in a free and easy manner.

On the way back to the song mansion, song yuanyan didn't say a word to Xu Qichen, holding the box in his hand and staring out of the window.

Even the driver of the car found that the atmosphere was not right. The young master was always smiling. He was kind and kind to all the servants, not to mention Sun Lin, who grew up together. Why did he come out today like he was angry with him.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, hesitated for a moment and said, "young master It's still early. If you want to go for a ride, let me knowSong yuanyan said nothing and pursed his lips. In fact, his facial features are sharp and sharp, with clear lines, but he is always smiling and often sick, which always makes people ignore his edge.

Xu Qichen felt that the driver looked at him again in the mirror, so he said, "go straight back to the residence."

The driver nodded and drove in the same direction. Xu Qichen looked at Song yuanyan's side face and thought about the reason why he was angry.

What are you angry about? When I entered the door, I was still in good condition. I still had something to say. It was seeing him shake hands with Miss He that changed his face. Looking at the way he talks to miss he, it seems that he doesn't have any admiration. It shouldn't be jealous.

So It's because he, as a domestic servant and good friend, talks with his date behind his back, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

This reason seems to be more sufficient. After all, he is a young master and should have some temper.

We can't let him get angry like this. Who is to blame for wanyiqi's illness? If we hurt their feelings, we can't develop the revolutionary friendship in the later period, and the vice line mission will fail.

Xu Qichen felt that the more he thought about it, the more transparent he was, so he said to the driver, "otherwise, I'd better stop at the pear garden at the intersection just now. I remember when the young master came, he wanted to see a play."

The driver answered. It was like a message from the Savior Bodhisattva. He immediately turned the steering wheel and drove them to the pear garden.

Although song yuanyan did not object, he still did not speak. Xu Qichen got out of the car and said to the driver in the driver's seat, "go back and reply to your wife first. That's to say that today's young master's appointment is gone, and you won't go back to dinner today."

With that, Xu Qichen turned and wanted to enter the opera garden. After two steps, he saw song yuanyan still standing at the door and said, "young master, you think my legs are too sharp. Do you want me to take more steps?"

Song yuanyan looked at him and Xu Qichen understood what he said in his eyes. He just wanted to use words to annoy him.

Sure enough, this method works. Song yuanyan keeps up with him. His legs are like this, which can be regarded as the evil for song yuanyan. He will not lose face.

Two people went in one after the other. The leader of the pear garden who met the guests at the door beamed and said, "Oh, isn't this the fourth master of the Song family? What brings you here today? It's really brilliant. "

Song yuanyan was angry in his heart, but he still made a smiling face, which made Xu Qichen admire him very much. He only let his anger out in front of him, but he could still perform in front of other people.

"What song are you singing today?"

The headmaster welcomed them in with a smile. "I don't know if the young master likes Peony Pavilion. If not, we can order it."

Song yuanyan saw a lot of people on the first floor, "no, the Peony Pavilion is very good." After that, Wu went up to the second floor, and Xu Qichen followed him.

Song yuanyan's pace is very slow, one step seems to deliberately pause. Not long not short stairs, walk for a while to go up.

Xu Qichen didn't feel tired because he walked slowly, so he found a seat opposite the stage and sat down.

Several stage workers brought some cakes and nuts and made a pot of hot tea. Looking at the stage, Xu Qichen felt quite novel. He had never seen a play on the scene before, but now it's very interesting to listen to a play in such an antique pear garden.

But to be honest, "Peony Pavilion" is Kunqu Opera. He doesn't understand it very well. As a layman, he can only listen to the charm and see the appearance.

He couldn't help glancing at Song yuanyan. He seemed to listen carefully. He leaned back against the ebony chair and looked at the corner of the stage motionlessly.

His eyes wandered to his hand. He still held the box. Xu Qichen narrowed his eyes slightly to see what was written on it.

"You said you would come to the theatre, but you didn't come to the theatre."

Song yuanyan's voice suddenly sounded, Xu Qichen Leng a Leng, quickly put aside the line of sight, "I want to see."

"Where is it?"

Xu Qichen couldn't say it, so he simply pretended to be dead and didn't reply.

Song yuanyan threw the box on the table, his eyes still staring at the stage, "which song song lyrics do you like in the Peony Pavilion?"

There was no reason for this question, and Xu Qichen was confused. His research on Peony Pavilion was not deep enough. He couldn't say which sentence he liked, so he had to throw it back, "which sentence do you like, young master?"

Song yuanyan didn't choke him, but said faintly, "guess?"

You come and I go, one word around eighteen corners.

Xu Qichen thought about it. It's not the words that have rotten streets in modern times.

Try to answer, "is that the sentence" I don't know where I'm going, I'm going deep "

Song yuanyan shook his head. Xu Qichen had expected this result.

He said, "the first sentence."

The first sentence? Xu Qichen didn't know what the previous sentence was, and he never checked it. Perhaps his look is too obvious, song yuanyan pointed to the stage, "soon to sing."

When he said this, Xu Qichen concentrated and carefully distinguished the lyrics of the people on the stage."I'm surprised to think that Acacia doesn't show. It turns out that it's only because it's in my bones."

I can't say what it's like. My eyes wandered. I took a look at the box on the table. This time, I finally saw what the combination of English letters was.

The singing on the stage was long and soft, with a trace of sadness and confusion, which made Xu Qichen fall into memory.

In March of the junior high school term, the White Valentine's day that girls talk about with relish.

He has always been silent, as usual, holding a box of milk into the classroom.

Xu Qichen still remembers that it was the English teacher who took the morning self-study that day. He took his own book and circled in the class corridor, reminding the students who had not taken out the textbook to read early.

Xu Qichen bit the straw of the milk box and did not bow his head. He fumbled for his English textbook in the drawer. Somehow, he came up with a small heart-shaped box with a pink and purple ribbon on it. He could not help shaking it. It seemed that there was something in it.

Looking down at the drawer, there were several beautiful small boxes in it, but they were of different shapes and sizes.

Looking at the English teacher coming to him, Xu Qichen quickly turned out his textbook, spread it out, and pretended to read it twice. When he passed by, he took out the small box and opened it.

It's chocolate.

Xu Qichen was surprised that he could still receive gifts because of his nearly autistic personality.

What do you like about him?

I don't understand. But chocolate is not a bad thing. He even likes it. So I was about to open it to eat, but a loud voice came from the back seat.

"Teacher, I have a problem."

The English teacher, who had just passed by, turned around and saw Xu Qichen with chocolate. He came up to him and knocked on his desk. "What are you doing? Endorsement quickly, collect all the messy things. "

Xu Qichen Oh, give up the idea of a taste, the so-called messy things back to the drawer.

There is no match to listen to the person behind and the teacher's dialogue.

"What's the problem?"

"Teacher, do you want to recite this one?"

"I said a long time ago in the last class that I have to memorize all section a's. what class do you listen to?"

The man replied with a smile, "I forgot. Thank you, teacher."

"Hurry up."

Xu Qichen turned to the last unfinished text, bowed his head and covered his ears, carrying it silently.

As soon as the self-study was over, he was called away by the health committee.

Back in time for the first math class, Xu Qichen bent down to look for his textbook, only to find that the four or five small boxes he saw were gone, none of them. He took out his textbook and thought about it carefully. He thought the gifts were the illusion that he didn't get enough sleep.

How could he receive a gift for his personality.

But the fact of that day is so strange that Xu Qichen still remembers it.

After school, I went home to do my homework and zipped my schoolbag as usual.

There is a box as big as a textbook in it.

Filled with golden chocolate balls.

Roll all over the bed.

"What's the matter?"

The farther away his thoughts were pulled back, Xu Qichen Oh, bowed his head and said, "it's nothing, I feel that the lyrics that the young master likes are really good."

Acacia does not show, just because the bone.

Song yuanyan was silent for a long time before he said, "you've been very strange recently. In the past, when two people were together, you never called me young master, but you always called me to express my words. Now how can you be so divided?"

There was a trace of consternation on Xu Qichen's face.

To express words.

I'm afraid it's more embarrassing to call him by his name.

But if he doesn't, will he find that it's wrong? After all, song yuanyan is so clever and has a heart of nine twists and eighteen bends.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that I have dug too many holes for myself, and I regret it.

But song yuanyan didn't wait for him to speak. The "young lady" on the stage finished her own aria and got off the stage. Song yuanyan recruited a man, picked up the box on the table and said with a smile, "this, give it to the one on the stage for me."

The man bowed his waist and took the box with both hands. "Yes, I'll thank you for her first, young master. Then I'll go down first. If there's anything else I can tell you..."

"Wait a minute."

Xu Qichen raised his head and looked into song yuanyan's eyes.

"Isn't that box of chocolates for me?"