Xia Qingqing rolled her eyes at Song Ze, still a little scared: "Why did you suddenly appear from behind? Were you trying to scare me to death?"
"Qingqing, I know I was wrong. I was just too anxious when I saw someone trying to steal my boyfriend," Song Ze said gently, squeezing Xia Qingqing's fingers as he apologized to her.
Seeing this scene, Duan Hao's last remaining hope was shattered.
He had always been confident in his appearance, but seeing Song Ze and Xia Qingqing standing together, he had to admit that the two were a good match.
Duan Hao forced down the bitterness in his heart and explained to Song Ze, "I'm sorry, classmate. I didn't know Xia had a boyfriend at first. She just explained it to me, so I won't bother you anymore."
He left in a hurry after saying that. He desperately needed his best friend's comfort. Waaah, his first crush on someone ended so abruptly. He was so sad.
Song Ze pulled Xia Qingqing into his arms and said in a low voice, "Qingqing, I'm jealous. You need to coax me."
"Let go for a moment, there are still people watching," Xia Qingqing struggled and pushed Song Ze. This guy is getting a bit too outrageous now, daring to hug and cuddle in public.
Song Ze reluctantly let go of the person in his arms. He wanted others to see, preferably to let everyone know that Qingqing was his boyfriend, so that they would stop trying to take advantage of Qingqing in the future.
Seeing that Song Ze looked unhappy, Xia Qingqing immediately changed the subject: "Why are you coming to see me now? Isn't it a holiday tomorrow?"
"Hmph, I didn't know my boyfriend was so popular at school if I hadn't come today. Looks like I haven't been here enough before," Song Ze said sourly.
Xia Qingqing gave him a sweet smile, her dimples appearing and disappearing: "Being popular is a good thing, it means you have good taste. But don't worry, I only like Aze."
Song Ze's heart pounded with delight at her sweet words, and he coughed lightly, "I'll pass you."
"Let's get down to business. Didn't you ask me to find a place closer to your school? I've finally found one that fits the criteria. I'll take you to see it tomorrow."
After Xia Qingqing mentioned that she wanted to buy a house, Song Ze had been asking around for suitable properties, but there were very few houses for sale. The ones he could find were either too small or too far from Beijing University, neither of which met Xia Qingqing's requirements.
Just two days ago, he learned about a suitable house from a friend. It was a detached courtyard house, not far from Beijing University, about a 20-minute walk. He came here today to tell Xia Qingqing about going to see the house tomorrow.
Xia Qingqing was overjoyed to hear that her little house was settled: "Really? Then I'll definitely get up earlier tomorrow."
“No need to come too early. I arranged with the landlord to pick you up at 9 o’clock,” Song Ze said with a smile.
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The next day, Song Ze prepared to leave early in the morning.
Grandpa Shen looked at his eldest grandson, who wanted to leave without even eating breakfast, and called out to stop him:
"Where are you rushing off to? Isn't school on holiday today?"
Song Ze pushed his bicycle out and said to Grandpa Shen, "I have an appointment with a friend, Grandpa, I'm leaving now. I'll go buy breakfast later."
Old Master Shen pursed his lips. He thought that the friend he had made an appointment with was probably his girlfriend.
It's been almost half a month since school started, and he still hasn't mentioned bringing the girl home for him to see.
Song Ze rode his bike to the state-run restaurant first, bought Xia Qingqing's favorite breakfast, and then headed to Beijing University.
When he arrived at the school gate, Xia Qingqing was already waiting there.
"Why are you here so early? I said we were meeting at 9 o'clock," Song Ze glanced at his watch. It was only 8:30. It wouldn't take more than 10 minutes to ride his bike there.
Xia Qingqing took the breakfast from his hand and said casually, "It's almost ready. I just arrived a couple of minutes ago."
We agreed to meet at 9 o'clock, but we can't be right on time. What if we're delayed on the way and end up being late?
After Xia Qingqing finished eating, Song Ze and the others quickly finished off the remaining buns.
He patted the back seat of the bicycle: "Qingqing, get on quickly, I'll take you there."
Because he wasn't in a hurry, Song Ze rode his bicycle very slowly. Xia Qingqing, sitting behind him, couldn't stand his snail-like pace any longer: "Ride faster! Are you afraid of crushing ants by riding so slowly?"
Song Ze was amused by her words: "Then I'll speed up, so you have to hold on tight."
After saying that, Song Ze pushed off with his feet, and the bicycle suddenly accelerated, rushing forward.
Xia Qingqing was startled when he suddenly rode so fast and quickly hugged his waist: "There's no need to go so fast."
When they got off the bus, Xia Qingqing's hair was all messed up by the wind, and she glared angrily at Song Ze.
Song Ze coaxed and helped Xia Qingqing fix her hair before she calmed down.
The courtyard gate wasn't locked. Song Ze knocked politely a few times, and when no one answered, he pushed the gate open and went in: "Hello, is anyone home? We arranged to come and see the house today."
The next second, an old man with gray hair walked out of the main room: "Ahem...ahem, you're here to look at the house? This house isn't cheap, are you sure you want to buy it?"
He looked at the two good-looking young people in front of him, unsure if they really wanted to buy the house, after all, his house wasn't cheap.
Xia Qingqing nodded and said with a smile, "Grandpa, we're sure we want to buy. Would it be convenient for us to take a look at the house first?"
"Take a look around, and call me when you're done," the old man coughed twice, waved his hand to let Xia Qingqing and the others look around as they pleased, and then slowly returned to the main room.
Upon hearing this, Xia Qingqing stopped being polite and began to walk around the courtyard, which was neither too big nor too small.
It covers an area of approximately 400 square meters and mainly consists of four buildings: the main house, the east wing, the west wing, and the rear house. There are also two smaller side rooms on either side of the main house.
She was quite satisfied with the size of the house; it would be spacious enough for her parents and Gou Dan to stay when they came to visit.
With the owner's permission, Xia Qingqing went into each room to take a look. Overall, the rooms were in fairly good condition, but they had a musty smell. They would need to be renovated before anyone could move in.
After viewing the house, the next step is to negotiate the price.
Xia Qingqing entered the main room and saw the old man sitting in a recliner with his eyes closed, resting. She remembered that Song Ze had told her some things about this old professor before she came.
This elderly man, who looks worn and battered, used to be a university professor.
During a special period, he was reported by students for having overseas connections. Because of his case, his son and daughter-in-law were also implicated. During the struggle sessions, his son and daughter-in-law died early. In recent years, Professor Xie and his grandson have been left to depend on each other for survival.
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