Chapter 92： It makes people look at it, and I can't help but want to bite... (1)

Chu Jin reduced the firepower of the induction cooker, and the Yangxiezi hot pot was ready to eat.

Song Qiaoxi's eyes drooped, holding chopsticks in her hand, but she hasn't even moved the chopsticks for a long time.

The room was too noisy just now. He didn't hear what the little girl said the first time, but he heard it clearly the second time.

"I don't think Cheng Lili is so friendly, and it's a bit weird to talk and ask questions..." Song Qiaoxi muttered, put down her chopsticks, and sipped her head down and took a sip of warm water, feeling a little embarrassed.

Song Qiaoxi never took the initiative to speak ill of others and smiled at everyone. His character has always been that people don't offend me and I don't offend others.

Generally speaking, Song Qiaoxi doesn't care much if it provokes her.

However, if anyone really provokes someone she cares about, don't look at Song Qiaoxi's stature and her small body, but she never admits to counseling, and she is stronger than anyone when she first got up.

However, Cheng Lili is really an exception this time.

I don't know why, Song Qiaoxi doesn't like her at all, although she doesn't seem malicious to Chu Jin, she seems to be full of curiosity.

Drink half a cup of warm boiled water, Song Qiaoxi suffocated her mouth and muttered: "That Cheng Lili, is there an ear problem? How many times have I said that you are not my brother, and I am not your sister, so she can’t hear you The same, always telling myself that I am your sister..."

"Isn't you hungry? Eat quickly." Chu Jin whispered, and put a piece of sheep on the plate in front of her. "I haven't talked to her in the class, what kind of friend do I be?"

"Really?" Song Qiaoxi's eyes lit up, and she put her hands on the table and smiled like a child.

"Well, you can't lie to the children, I will do it if I promise you." Chu Jin picked up a plate of winter melon, and carefully dropped it into the pot.

The winter melon needs to be cooked for a longer time, until it becomes transparent before it tastes good.

"Um, okay..." Song Qiaoxi rolled up her sleeves, the chopsticks picked up the lamb chop, puffed her cheeks and blew it, stuffing it into her mouth.

The lamb chops have a smooth and tender taste, and the tip of the tongue will be peeled off with a gentle squeeze. The lamb chops are skinned and have a little fat layer. After rolling in the old soup, they are particularly delicious.

"In the future, if you meet Cheng Lili again at school, don't pay attention to her." Chu Jin said, and handed Song Qiaoxi two tissues, and the slender fingertips of his right hand tapped his temple. "Besides, I don't think she is an ear. There is a problem, there is a problem in the brain, calling my brother and sister over and over again, can it be that I don’t understand human words..."

"Puff..." Fortunately, the lamb chops had been swallowed, and Song Qiaoxi was amused by Chu Jin's complaints. She took the tissue and covered her mouth, her apricot eyes curled up.

With a smile, the little girl's unhappiness accumulated in her heart was wiped out.

The sour heart, the unspeakable strange emotion, no longer scratched his heart like a kitten's paw.

After a while, Song Qiaoxi's chest warmed up.

With Chu Jin's promise, she was really happy.

In memory, Chu Jin would not be so "poisonous."

When in Qizhou, no matter how the members of the "Little Gang of Five" made noise, he seldom expressed any opinions. Even if he said a few words occasionally, he was an unsentimental third-party position. He always maintained a neutral attitude and never "stands in line". ".

In late autumn in Beijing, the sky outside the house was already dark. The weather forecast said that from next week, cold air would be coming.

Inside the house, the sheep and scorpion hot pot was "gumming" cooking, steaming, and the glass windows and doors of the store were covered with mist.

Through the boiling hot pot, Song Qiaoxi looked at the teenager who was surrounded by "Xianqi" on the opposite side, a little dazed.

She found that Chu Jin had really changed.

The little boy who was taciturn, covered with scars, and beautiful like a little girl, has grown into a beautiful boy with slender bones and long shoulders.

Chu Jin now speaks to the QQ group of the "Little Gang of Five" and responds humorously to the jokes between Wang Junyang and Ding Yikai’s boys. If Ding Yi and Wang Junyang in the group have had trouble, Chu Jin always He would re-turn the topic calmly, and even when she was writing "mentally handicapped" TV series and variety shows, he would deliberately tease himself.

Chu Jin's appearance with the "Little Gang of Five" is really far from the "Iceberg Beauty" that he usually stays at the R High School, which is thousands of miles away...

When Chu Jin was a child, his personality was more like a cold and unpleasant "little old man", always saying things that Song Qiaoxi didn't understand, and he was old-fashioned.

On the contrary, when he grew up, he became more and more cheerful, and he was full of youthfulness.

very nice.

The little girl lowered her head and took a bite of a hot sweet potato chip.

The sweet potato chips are really hot, soft and hard, sweet and waxy, and she feels sweet in her heart.

Song Qiaoxi had also thought that even if Chu Jin grew up, she was as withdrawn and cold as her childhood, she would still be the one who guarded him without hesitation.

My childhood guardian was to prevent Chu Jin from turning black and turning into a bad person.

Over the years, under the care and education of the Song family's couple, Chu Jin behaved like a "five good boy" at home, and no one can fault it.

If you are in the courtyard of Qizhou, you can catch a neighbor in the courtyard and tell them that Chu Jin will learn badly and become a bad boy. People can't wait to catch you and go to Lao Song's house and slap your head as a citizen to make up your child.

The guardian now...

Song Qiaoxi hopes that Chu can be safe for a lifetime and grow up happily.

In the future, she must make herself stand up and become stronger, covering Chu Jin!

-

Song Qiaoxi didn't have any accidents during this meal, and she was struggling again.

She touched her chubby belly and looked down. The white school uniform was stained with a few drops of tahini sauce, and she said annoyedly: "Ah, it's dirty again..."

"It's okay, I'll wash it for you when I go home." Chu Jin's tone was sparse and ordinary, as if she had long been accustomed to her hairy hands and feet.

On the way home, Song Qiaoxi didn't walk fast because she had just eaten enough.

Chu Jin followed her with pressure, as she was taking a walk.

Passing through the alleys, the cool air was filled with the aroma of pancakes, fruits, and cold noodles.

Beijing is really different from Qizhou. At this point, there are very few street people in Qizhou, but Beijing’s nightlife seems to have just begun.

Song Qiaoxi suddenly remembered something that she wanted to ask him today, but Cheng Lili forgot about it as soon as she jumped out.

"Chu Jin, where are you going to take the college exam?" Song Qiaoxi did two stretching exercises in "The Time Is Calling", stretched her arms, tilted her head and sniffed the cold noodles in the air. Does it smell particularly fragrant?"

"Don't think about it, you are allowed to eat up to some fruit at night, and I will buy you cold noodles after school tomorrow." Chu Jin stretched out his hand to turn her head straight, and said after a moment of silence, "I want to take a test in the Computer Science Department of National Tsing Hua University. It’s my dad’s alma mater. When I was very young, my dad said that he wanted me to be an alumnus with him when I grew up. It happened that I was very interested in the Internet. The computer science major at National Tsing Hua University is currently very strong in the world. ."

"Uncle Chu is really amazing. Sure enough, your family are all high-achieving students. I think you will want to take the National College of Nationalities. It's okay. I just check with you. Before, I heard from the teacher and mom and dad that you want to take the National College. I haven't heard you say it yourself." Song Qiaoxi jumped up and patted Chu Jin's shoulder with an expression of "I knew it", "Young man, I am optimistic about you, you have potential! I will definitely be admitted to National Taiwan University."

Chu Jin didn't seem to be very interested, but just smiled faintly, and asked with a little puzzled: "Why are you so happy?"

"Brother! It's the National Tsing Hua University! The National Tsing Hua University, which is as famous as Peking University, is a dream institution in the minds of many people, but it is not the Peking University Jade Bird from the older brother of Aunt Gao's family. It is not easy for local children in Beijing to get into the National Taiwan University? "Song Qiaoxi's eyes widened, wondering what he could not understand.

If National Tsing Hua University has a photography major, she also wants to pass the National Tsing Hua University.

The premise is that if you can pass the exam...

"..." Chu Jin was silent.

"Don't you think the National Tsing Hua University is not good enough?" Song Qiaoxi was stunned, she really didn't understand the world of "learning God".

"I don't think National Tsing Hua University is bad, I just think... National Tsing Hua University is too far away from you." Chu Jin's voice was low.

Two people carrying school bags, have swiped their cards to enter the community, and have just walked to the Swan Lake in the middle of the community.

Song Qiaoxi stopped and looked up at Chu Jin with inquiring eyes. There was an indescribable look on his face, and he couldn't tell whether it was sad or melancholy.

Chu Jin paused, with a slight sigh in his voice, "At that time, I will be in Beijing and you will be in New York. The distance between New York and Beijing is 11 thousand kilometers, the difference is 13 hours, and the direct flight will also take 13 hours. ...My child, you have good geography. Tell me what time zone is New York?"

"Beijing is the Eighth District of the East, and New York is the Fifth District of the West." Song Qiaoxi blurted out without a second thought. She has always done well in the subject of Geography.

"Then you, do you want me to go to school in New York with you?" Chu Jin's eyes were hanging down, and he suddenly lifted up and looked directly at her.

Song Qiaoxi was very sticky when she was young, and it seemed that she couldn't separate from him for a minute. For a while, even when Chu Jin went to the bathroom, she had to hold a small bench at the bathroom door, for fear that he would be picked up by her uncle again.

The first-grade teacher divided seats, but Chu Jin didn't share her with her.

During the break, the stubby Nuo Tuanzi hugged her bunch of "soft", ignoring the eyes of the classmates, "heh huh huh" ran to the last row of the classroom, and wanted to sit with Chu Jin. .

The two children have been at the same table for six years.

She was divided into classes in junior high school, and the foreign language entrance examination did not pass the first experimental class. She was sad for a long time...

"But, you want to go to National Taiwan University, but not a university in New York?" Song Qiaoxi blinked in surprise.

Chu Jin asked directly: "Do you want me to study in New York with you?"

"I..." Song Qiaoxi bit her lip.

After hesitating for a moment, she can say what she thinks, "It’s not that I won’t come back. It’s a four-year undergraduate degree, and there will be holidays. I will come back as soon as the holidays are off. Moreover, you and your parents, during the holidays You can also go to New York to play with me."

"Xixi," Chu Jin called her, Song Qiaoxi's nickname, she said as if she was laughing, and he asked slowly, "You really don't want to?"

Song Qiaoxi only realized at this time that Chu Jin's attitude was very serious, and it didn't seem to be a joke.

Between the two people, they were suddenly enveloped in a strange atmosphere. They couldn't tell what it was. They were strange and indescribable.

"You like National Tsing Hua University. You have the ability to be admitted to National Tsing Hua University. Isn't it your long-time wish to become Uncle Chu's alumni? I think..." Song Qiaoxi lowered her head, grabbed the shoulder strap of her schoolbag with both hands, kicking with white sneakers. The gravel under one foot.

The small rock "jiligulu" rolled into the artificial lake, causing a small ripple.

Song Qiaoxi raised her head, looked at Chu Jin's bottomless eyes, and said softly: "I think you should do what you really want to do and like, and learn the major you want to learn the most. Not to accompany me and go to New York. Go to school, then tell me, do you really like New York?

"I don't like New York." Chu Jin gently closed his eyes and opened them again, answering honestly.

But I like you, he said in his heart.

Song Qiaoxi went on to say: "The best universities in the United States for computer science are MIT, Stanford, and Berkeley, California... These schools are not in New York? If you want to go to these schools to learn computer science, I am definitely not. Will stop you, and will raise her hands and feet in favor. If Cheng Lili says that my parents are not willing to spend money to send us two to study abroad, you must not believe it."

The character of "Little Straight Ball" made Xi Xi speak directly.

"What did Cheng Lili say?" Chu Jin frowned and asked her.

"It's nothing, it's just that she always asks me about you, I don't want to tell her..." Song Qiaoxi found that she couldn't hide it, so she could only bite the bullet and tell the questions Cheng Lili asked. Chu Jin, "...that's it, don't listen to her, how could mom and dad stop you from going abroad because of distressed money?"

"Sneez," Chu Jin laughed and shook his head, "Of course Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao can't be like this."

But if he wants to study abroad, he won't spend a penny from the Song family.

The upbringing grace of the Song family's parents, Chu always remembered in his heart, and never forgot the promise he made to Song father when he was a child.

He would return the money the Song family spent on him in multiples.

Chu Jin is particularly talented for computers. Seven or eight years ago, when broadband was not available at home, he was exposed to the earliest Internet in China when dialing up the Internet.

He is very optimistic about the future development of the Internet. He has done a lot of homework and data analysis. He feels that platform websites are the general trend in the future, and he is ready to build his own platform.

Some time ago, he experimented on a small website, and tried to make a deal on an international platform, and it earned him 30,000 U.S. dollars.

Chu Jin didn't tell anyone about this, including Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao, and Song Qiaoxi.

He thought, when he has the ability to give the Song family a better life, then tell them that now is not the time.

Under the dim light, the two children with their own thoughts were silent for a while.

Both of them are in a tacit understanding, and no one proposes to go home now.

Because I feel that there seems to be something, but there is no explanation.

Song Qiaoxi pulled her head down, thinking about what Chu had just said.

Of course she wanted to go to university with Chu Jin. After living for two lifetimes, the most annoying thing was still any form of parting.

But in the foreign language school, in the first grade of junior high, the experience of dividing classes and branching schools with familiar friends, plus what Qiu Meng said to her before leaving the compound in the summer vacation, let the little girl understand a truth.

Whether it is a boy or a girl, when he grows up, he will fly to a higher sky like a young eagle.

Don't be afraid of wind and rain, learn the ability to soar in the blue sky independently.

Like Qiu Meng's sister said, when you grow up, you can choose not to live alone, but you must have the ability to live independently.

Song Qiaoxi longs for independence and longs for herself to be on her own. She can't always hide under the wings of mom and dad. She also wants to be the support of mom and dad. When mom and dad are old, they can rely on her completely.

Chu Jin was in the heart of the little girl, like a thriving tree, which will grow into a towering tree in the future.

His talents in academics, music, and computer programming may not be able to catch up with his own efforts for a lifetime.

Because these are Chu Jin's advantages.

However, Song Qiaoxi never denies herself.

She believes that she is also very good. She likes photography, has a flexible mind, strong creative ability, and strong empathy. Her biggest wish is to take a camera to see the world.

Song Qiaoxi is eager to grow up, eager to become a better self.

Chu Jin's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Sat and TOEFL, let me prepare with you." The young man's voice was deep. This was a question, but Song Qiaoxi heard it as a statement.

"Huh?" She opened her mouth, did not continue to persuade him, and whispered "Okay".

Chu Jin raised his hand, rubbed her furry head, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid you have no motivation to learn by yourself. Just like when you were a child, you always want to be lazy. If I stare at you, forgive you for not being lazy... ..."

"I haven't been lazy for a long time, okay!" Song Qiaoxi shook her head and pouted, expressing dissatisfaction.

She hasn't slackened since the summer vacation. The academic pressure of the general class of R University High School is not less than that of the experimental class. What's more, she has to learn Sat and prepare for TOEFL in addition to the knowledge in the class.

"Okay, Xixi tried the hardest, and she will surely get a good return." Chu Jin's usual pale complexion, under the shining of the orange street lamp, looked extra gentle.

Without removing his hand from Song Qiaoxi's hair, he rubbed it gently.

I, like you, do two-handed preparations.

At that time, whether or not I will accompany you to New York, the choice is yours.

-

The experimental class in the high school attached to R is a bit far away from the ordinary class. In addition, most of the students in the experimental class have to prepare for various types of competitions. Compared with the students in the ordinary class, most of them "unlock" many in the teaching building. "Mystery" classroom.

The students preparing for the competition means having more "privileges".

For example, some activities can be avoided, classes will be suspended before exam preparation, meals can be taken any time, and the schedule of work and rest is relatively free.

Cheng Lili studied relatively unpopular biology competitions. It was the first semester of high school, and the teacher was more relaxed.

For two weeks in a row, she cooked the "love breakfast" for Chu Jin and her nanny, although Chu Jin hadn't eaten it once.

The more straightforward Chu Jin refused, the stronger Cheng Lili's ambition was. She has never encountered such a "hard nail" so far.

Early that morning, Cheng Lili was sent to the school gate by the family driver, still yawning, came to the class, and put the lunch box in the Chu Jin table hole.

She was the earliest classmate in the class. As soon as she looked up, she saw Chu Jin also walk into the classroom.

"Chu Jin, it's better to come early than to come by coincidence. The ham quiche is still hot. I made it by myself. I also drew a smiley face with ketchup." Cheng Lili beckoned to Chu Jin, controlling her perfect angle. Smile.

Although the quiche was made by her nanny, the tomato sauce was indeed decorated by Cheng Lili herself.

"Take it." Chu Jin said coldly, standing two meters away from Cheng Lili, carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder.

"You taste it, it's really delicious?" Cheng Lili opened the lunch box like offering a treasure, and used a delicate silver fork to fork a small piece. When she walked over, she was about to feed it into Chu Jin's mouth.

Chu Jin took a step back, covering his mouth with his hand.

With a crisp sound, the silver fork fell on the ground with the lunch box in Cheng Lili's hand, but she couldn't hold it firmly.

There was a mess on the ground.

On the quiche, the smiling face squeezed out by the ketchup is more uglier than the crying face.

As other classmates came in one after another in the class, Cheng Lili's expression became particularly pitiful, as if she had suffered some great grievance.

Cheng Lili squatted down, picked up the lunch box on the ground, and smiled pitifully. In the eyes of her classmates, she was as weak as a harmless little white rabbit at this moment.

"Chu Jin, you, it doesn't matter if you don't like eating, but..." Cheng Lili sobbed softly, biting her lip, "Can you not throw my lunch box?"

In the surprised eyes of the students, Chu Jinzheng didn't even glance at Cheng Lili.

Said he dropped the lunch box?

He and Cheng Lili were two meters away, and didn't touch the lunch box with their hands, and dropped an eggplant?

Carrying a schoolbag and walking straight out of the classroom, Chu has the key to the math competition study room upstairs. The teacher in the class will not care about their students participating in the math competition.

He didn't want to cooperate with Cheng Lili in acting. In that kind of scene, no matter what he said or did, it was easy to be over-interpreted.

The one who is clear knows himself, and Chu firmly believes in this.

Opening the door of the classroom, Chu Jin sat down in the corner, put down his schoolbag and started to study the questions, and soon forgot this trivial matter for him.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for some rumors to spread in the higher-level ministry.

Even Song Qiaoxi's ordinary class heard some weird remarks, all of which were discussing Chu Jin and Cheng Lili.

During the large class, after finishing "the time is calling", there are more than ten minutes of free activity time.

Song Qiaoxi wanted to drink iced black tea, and Zhou Jie at the same table accompanied her to the small supermarket to buy it.

When queuing to check out, the two heard the three female classmates talking.

"The handsome guy in the experimental class, Chu Jin, really tends to be violent. Their experimental class Ban Hua kindly gave Chu Jin breakfast, but guess what? Ban Hua was taken by Chu Jin with a lunch box of breakfast on his head. I also smashed Banhua’s imported lunch box into a mess!" said a girl who was combing the noodles with clear soup.

The girl with freckles nodded, "Yes, the class flower of the experimental class is Cheng Lili, who is Cheng Lili, how rich is her family, and her academic performance is good. She has a little fairy daughter, all boys Bai Yueguang, I am a girl who eats her face, and now I am humiliated by a soil bun from the country? It's too pitiful... I think that Chu Jin is nothing but a good skin."

"That's right, do you know? I also heard that Chu is a little white face who eats soft rice. It is a child adopted by a girl from outside of the ordinary class. Tsk tsk, to be honest, this kind of orphan usually has problems in his heart. Maybe, the people behind are very perverted, but I thought he was handsome before..." a little girl with a mushroom head and a slightly fat body said without shy.

"What's the difference between you chewing other people's tongues here and a woman with long tongue?" Song Qiaoxi stuffed the warm ice black tea in Zhou Jie's arms, and stepped forward to raise the volume.

From childhood to adulthood, Song Qiaoxi met someone who said that Chu Jin was not doing well, she must have blown up her hair as soon as possible.

As a child, Jiang Qisheng had experienced her "lethal power". After being a demon a few times, he never dared to provoke them to the "Little Gang of Five."

Although, Song Qiaoxi is only one person now.

Er, two people, behind her stood a dumbfounded Zhou Jie who was completely at a loss.

But the little girl turned a person into a team alive.

"I heard that, do you know that you are legally responsible for spreading rumors indiscriminately?" Song Qiaoxi raised her voice again, learning the teacher's self-study tone, raising her chin and asking, "Are the three of you in the experimental class?"

Xu was shocked by Song Qiaoxi's powerful aura. The three little girls blushed with the appearance of being "caught in a bag". They shook their heads together and whispered, "No..."

"Okay, it turns out that you are not in the experimental class. How can you say that you were on the scene with the three of you, watching Chu Jin put breakfast on Cheng Lili's head? Did you watch Chu Jin drop the lunch box? Or did you watch it? Has he eaten soft rice?" Song Qiaoxi stared at the three of them, with her hands on her chest, like an old hen with fried hair guarding her cubs.

Song Qiaoxi went on to say: "Come to school to study hard, don't learn to spread rumors every day. I tell you, Chu Jin is not an orphan, and it is a pervert to scold others. The soil buns from the countryside have problems in their hearts. These are all personal attacks. You and I can go to the dean of teaching. If you are not convinced, let's go to the principal."

Standing behind Song Qiaoxi, Zhou Jie was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. I didn't expect that Xiao Xi, who looked soft and cute, would be so lethal when she started the fire?

Hiss, it's really like a little lion.

Song Qiaoxi said each sentence, and the three little girls on the opposite side could not fight back.

The three of them fiddled with each other for a long time, and they didn't say why. This is indeed their fault. After hearing something happened, the three girlfriends began to boast about each other as soon as they met.

In the end, Song Qiaoxi stopped drinking ice tea.

Zhou Jie accompanied her, called two boys from the class, escorted the three little girls to the dean's office, and reported the situation to the dean.

Director Zhang, the dean of teaching, is a female teacher of about fifty years old. She has curled hair, wears glasses, is thin, and is wearing a black suit sitting at the desk.

After listening to Song Qiaoxi’s explanation, Teacher Zhang pushed his glasses and said solemnly: “Okay, Teacher understands, this matter must be dealt with seriously.”

"Teacher Zhang, this kind of false rumor is very harmful to classmates. I hope you can find out the source of the rumor and who first spread the rumor. That person must apologize to Chu." Song Qiaoxi said righteously. , Clenched his small fist, "Moreover, if Chu Jin really did such an excessive thing, why did someone start spreading the rumors after more than half a month? More than half a month ago, why didn't the classmates in his class go with the teacher? Reflect this matter? So, this must be a rumor..."

"Song Qiaoxi, let this matter be handled by the teacher and the school, don't worry, the school will investigate it clearly." Teacher Zhang raised his hand and glanced at his watch, stood up from the chair, and lifted his chin to Song Qiaoxi, "What time is it," Go back to class, and call me the three at the door by the way."

"I see, thank you Teacher Zhang." Song Qiaoxi regained her courage and nodded to Teacher Zhang.

Just as she was about to open the door of the dean's office, she was stopped by Teacher Zhang again.

Teacher Zhang walked up to Song Qiaoxi, patted her on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "By the way, Song Qiaoxi, next time you see Mr. Chu, please help the teacher take a good one by the way."

"Oh?" Song Qiaoxi was stunned at the door.

Teacher Zhang said "Old Chu" and bewildered her.

Mr. Chu, is it Mr. Chu, Chu Jin's grandfather?

"It's you and Chu Jin's grandfather. Mr. Chu refurbished all the dormitories of the school and installed air-conditioning, replaced the computer room with a batch of the latest computers, repaired a new planetarium, donated 50,000 sets of books, and sponsored in the name of the school. We have renovated several elementary and junior high schools in remote western areas, and matched our school as a counterpart school. Mr. Chu still refused to let the school publicly thank the public. He did it quietly. He is a good person who truly contributes to the cause of education." Teacher Zhang admires him. Said, with a look of admiration.

"..." Song Qiaoxi really reacted for a while, not wanting to argue too much, and nodded, "Oh, okay, I will say hello to Grandpa Chu."

"You live close, don't you?" Teacher Zhang seemed to think of something again.

Song Qiaoxi said "Yes", "In a community."

She watched Teacher Zhang walk back to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out an envelope with the school logo from it.

"Immediately at the end of the semester, there will be a cultural performance at the school, and the school wants to invite Mr. Chu to attend. I originally wanted to send the invitation card to Mr. Chu, and you just came over and take it home directly to your grandfather."

Before Song Qiaoxi went out, Teacher Zhang said enthusiastically, "We must let Mr. Chu come."

-

Song Qiaoxi was a little absent-minded in the rest of the class.

She kept thinking about using the time between classes to see Chu Jin, fearing that Chu Jin would be affected by these rumors, she must be very uncomfortable in her heart.

With hindsight, I guess these rumors have been circulating for some time.

But the time between classes is very short, the experimental class is far away from the ordinary class, and there is a high probability that Chu Jin will not be in the classroom, not knowing which "secret room" he is hiding in to learn math competition.

After the last class in the afternoon, Song Qiaoxi put on a white down jacket, rushed out of the classroom first, clasped her scarf around, and ran to the school gate.

The winter in Beijing was much colder than Qizhou, and she went out in a panic, only to find that the gloves had been left in the table hole.

Forget it, it's too much trouble to get it back.

Song Qiaoxi shrank her hands into her sleeves, her fingertips red with cold.

Halfway through, I saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

Chu Jin has grown to 1.86 meters, this height can easily become the focus of the crowd even in the north.

"Hey," Song Qiaoxi stood on tiptoe and patted Chu Jin on the shoulder.

The young man turned his head suddenly, under the warm plaid scarf, it was his clear and pale face. A few seconds later, Chu Jin smiled faintly, "Are you so early today?"

He opened his mouth and breathed in the air.

"Come on, I'll treat you today, please eat seafood." Song Qiaoxi also smiled brightly at him, rubbing her hands and letting out a sigh of relief.

The two went out of the school gate together and walked towards the subway station.

Chu Jin didn't ask Song Qiaoxi where to take him, but followed her.

"Where are your gloves?" Chu Jin frowned suddenly.

"Ah, forgot..." Song Qiaoxi waved her hand indifferently, jogging forward and trotting all the way, "Quickly go, if you are late, the seniors who study late in high school will grab us."

Chu Jin removed the scarf from her neck and handed it to Song Qiaoxi, "Wrap your hands."

"Oh, really don't need it, it's not cold." The scarf in the little girl's hands still carried Chu Jin's body temperature, and the smell of mint shower gel remained on the scarf.

Song Qiaoxi was not ashamed to take a deep breath in front of Chu Jin's face, she really liked the taste of him.

"Observe." Chu Jin said in a deep voice, his expression slightly serious.

"Oh." As long as Song Qiaoxi obediently hugged her hand with a scarf, she suddenly remembered an interesting story when she was a child. With a bend in her apricot eye, she raised her hand and said to Chu Jin, "You still remember when I was a child, I just forgot to wear gloves, you just took you Bring me your gloves. But your gloves are so big, I can’t take them. I often lose one before I get home."

Chu Jin rubbed his nose with his hand and shook his head, "Well, you've been so forgotten since you were a child."

When I thought, you are going to study abroad alone...

I'm really worried.

-

In the 7-Eleven store, there are only three places by the window for diners.

In front of the teenager and the little girl, there was a yellow disposable foam bowl full of kelp knots, shrimp balls, fish tofu, bamboo wheels, radishes...

"Is this the seafood you were talking about?" Chu Jin couldn't help being laughed, he was about to be amused by the ghost horse spirit Song Qiaoxi.

"Kelp is not seafood? Shrimp **** are made of your favorite shrimp meat. Fish tofu is made of fish and tofu. Talking about bamboo wheels, um, it should not be made of bamboo," Song Qiaoxi said without embarrassment, and handed Chu Jin a pair. Disposable chopsticks, "Only radishes are not seafood, but the radishes are mine, not for you, hehe."

There are not many people in the store at the moment. This 7-Eleven is on the back street of the subway station and there is not much traffic.

Today, Chu Jin didn't eat much for lunch, so he was busy with the competition questions.

It was quite late when I went to the cafeteria, and there was nothing left in the cafeteria, so I just grabbed two bites of rice.

At this moment, he was really hungry smelling the hot soup made with kelp and wooden fish flower.

The two heads got together and shared a bowl of oden, and soon the contents of the bowl were wiped out.

I don't know why, today's shrimp **** are so delicious and full of flavor. You can also eat large-sized shrimp meat.

There was a lone shrimp ball left in the bowl, sinking in the soup.

Chu Jin stopped his chopsticks habitually and pushed the bowl in front of Song Qiaoxi, "You eat."

Usually, she always grinned, showing her white teeth, and took the last bite with peace of mind.

But today, Song Qiaoxi went uncharacteristically and pushed the bowl to Chu Jin, "You eat it, I asked you to eat it, and the last shrimp ball belongs to you."

"What's wrong with you today?" Chu Jin felt something was wrong with Song Qiaoxi.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Song Qiaoxi looked out the window and whispered comforting, "Don't care about the rumors in the school. They are all false rumors. I have already told the dean of school. I will find out."

"Because of this?" Chu Jin looked at her with interest, and said slowly, "Are you worried about me?"

The little girl's face was shrunk in the red wool scarf, her small face that was already slap-sized looked even smaller, a pair of apricot eyes sprinkled with crystals, she blinked a little nervously, her eyes twinkling.

In just a few seconds, her white and tofu-like face turned into a tender pink little by little, and her small pearl-like earlobes turned into a tempting little cherry.

It makes people look at it, and I can't help but want to take a bite.

"Ah, I care about you, no, can't it..." Song Qiaoxi's total offensive aura during the big class in the morning, because Chu Jin's slow questioning was instantly disintegrated.

She didn't know what she was shy.

Obviously, shouldn't it be normal to care about good friends?

"I don't have anything at all, it's all boring rumors, I don't care." Chu Jin shrugged, looking in a good mood, and smiled and gently pinched Song Qiaoxi's earlobe.

For a while, I never felt like an electric shock.

"The last bite of food in our house will always be yours." Chu Jin picked up the shrimp **** with his chopsticks, and wanted to feed it to her.

Song Qiaoxi retracted her neck because of the numb touch, and pinched her ears with her hands, she just missed the shrimp ball perfectly with a swing of her head.

I was afraid that the chopsticks would rub her face,