Chapter 11: Cold-Faced Comedian
The two walked into the villa one after the other.
He Shizhao had returned earlier than them and was already sitting in the living room reading. Or rather, except for Zhuo Manyi, who had gone out early in the morning, and Lu Xu, who had gone to the skate park in the afternoon, everyone else was in the living room.
As the two of them came in, their eyes all turned to him at the same time.
“There are so many people.”
Jiang Song looked like he couldn't understand the air, and even sighed after entering the living room, with a tone that sounded annoying, but no one could be angry with him.
"Jiang Song, you're really too unkind. You didn't even invite us when you went out to play." Zhou Yun looked like he was going to attack, but actually he spoke in a gentle tone.
"You don't have to call me." Jiang Song said nonchalantly, then complained, "I'm sweating a lot. I want to take a shower, じゃあね."
After saying goodbye, they went up the stairs to the second floor. After he left, Zhou Yun leaned over the back of the sofa with a curious look on his face and asked Xia Cun, who happened to be standing in that direction: "Hey, short-haired girl, why did you go out with him?"
Xia Cun realized that Short-haired Girl might be her new nickname, and she always had many nicknames.
"Because Jiang Song is an unpredictable person."
"ha?"
Zhou Yun was stunned. Perhaps because she spoke so seriously, he inexplicably felt that what she said made sense.
Yes, why else could it be? It can’t be that just because Xia Cun wanted Jiang Song to be with her, Jiang Song would be with her, right?
"Okay Zhou Yun, what's the point of asking her?"
Tong Anyu, who was always silent, suddenly spoke, and Xia Cun turned to look at her.
Perhaps because she was on her period, she looked a little pale today. She didn't avoid Xia Cun's gaze, but instead met her gaze. After a few seconds, she looked at He Shizhao and said, "It's better to ask He Shizhao than to ask her, isn't it?"
"A Zhao? But he came back early this morning."
Tong Anyu seemed not to hear his words and asked He Shizhao directly: "So, why did you go out together, but you came back before them?"
And why didn't you say a word after you came back?
With a "click", He Shizhao closed the book.
He answered calmly: "It's simple, because they left me behind."
"Hiss—" Zhou Yun made another exaggerated sound from the side, and then acted like a bad friend, "Tell me about it!"
He Shizhao raised his eyes. He was sitting in a position where he could see the entrance to the living room firsthand. He could see Xia Cun immediately, but he only looked at Zhou Yun: "You believe this too?"
Zhou Yun was speechless: "What? When did you become such a deadpan comedian?"
"just."
"So why is it?" Tong Anyu asked in a deep-rooted manner, with an unexpected stubbornness.
He Shizhao finally looked at her and said carefully, "I ran into two people eating and dashing while we were having dinner. I called the police on the restaurant owner and now I have no appetite, so I'm coming back now."
It was rare for him to speak such a long paragraph, and he looked so serious that no one would doubt him.
Xia Cun tilted his head, but did not ask too many questions. He just went upstairs while no one was paying attention.
By dinner time, Zhuo Manyi and Lu Xu both returned to the villa. When Zhou Yun saw Miss Zhuo, he started arguing with her again. After asking her in subtle ways for a long time, he finally found out that she was meeting a young lady who came to chase stars today. Only then did he feel refreshed.
For some reason, no one at the table mentioned that Xia Cun and Jiang Song had gone out to play during the day. It seemed as if they all knew about it, so the atmosphere at the table was quite harmonious.
After dinner, the girls went back to their rooms to rest, and a few boys went to the audio-visual room at the end of the third floor to watch a movie. Of course, Jiang Song and He Shizhao were not among them.
Xia Cun was talking to Ren Yi in her room, because Ren Yi was too busy playing games to type. She thought that since that was the case, they could talk again when she wasn't playing games, but Ren Yi responded with a sarcastic retort.
"Xia Zuncheng, are you forgetting your friends because of a beautiful woman, or have you been corrupted by capital and now look down on your friends who have shared your life together?"
Xia Cun wasn't listening, so she said to her, "We had ice cream today."
Whether intentionally or not, she didn't mention that she and Jiang Song were acting alone. In any case, Ren Yi didn't notice any danger signals and just replied nonchalantly, "And then?"
"He only took one bite."
"What's wrong?"
"Maybe he finds it unpalatable."
"As a spoiled young master, it's normal for him to be picky." Ren Yi took the opportunity to put some eye drops on Jiang Song, but after not hearing Xia Cun speak for a while, she felt a little guilty and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I seem to have seen Jiang Song more clearly."
Xia Cun said this suddenly.
Ren Yi was silent for a moment, as if she was thinking carefully about what she said. After a while, she asked her, "Do you think he has become better or worse?"
"It's worse."
Ren Yi was startled and immediately dropped her phone to look at the tablet beside her. Then she realized that they were only having a voice call and not a video call. There was only an expressionless Gromit and an angry beagle on the chat interface.
"Worse?" She couldn't quite believe her ears and was about to laugh secretly.
"Yeah, but it seems to be better."
“…” The secret joy failed.
Ren Yi knew that Xia Cun was not just kidding her, this guy must really think so.
She put down her phone completely, ignoring the curses in the game. She just wanted to concentrate on talking to Xia Cun, but she couldn't think of what to say to her for a long time. In the end, she just whispered, "It's too complicated, Xia Cun."
Why does she have to catch Jiang Song?
Ren Yi didn't ask, because she knew she was just curious. She couldn't help but ask again the question that had never been answered since she was a child, "How could there be someone as strange as you, Xia Zuncheng?"
If it weren't for her mother being Aunt Xia Qing's friend, she would definitely not have become friends with Xia Cun, right? Maybe she would be the classmate who gave her a weird nickname at school. That's really hateful, Ren Yi!
"Do you remember Miao Wen? Xiaoyi." Xia Cun distracted himself to another matter.
Ren Yi knew she wouldn't answer, so she asked bluntly, "You're the reader of that Xiao Lan sister?"
"I think you guys will become good friends."
"Why, do you still want to set us up?"
Ren Yi couldn't help but complain about her, but Xia Cun saw a message pop up on his phone and clicked it distractedly -
Shinji Mizuno: "I'm sorry, Koharu-kun, I didn't get back to you sooner. The meaning of that sentence was very simple. He was just telling me that he was very angry."
だって, belly stand つんだよね.
Because I am just very angry.
So that's how it is. It doesn't seem like anything special.
Is that why Jiang Song forgot?
"Hey, Xia Cun, are you still listening?"
"Now."
"Ah, you're pissing me off!" Ren Yi got angry for a second, "I'm hanging up. I don't want to bother with you. It's all your fault. My teammates are scolding me on the microphone."
Xia Cun: “…”
But she called first.
After hanging up the voice call, Xia Cun idly recited the Japanese sentence she had just learned for a long time, and then thought that Xiao Lan would definitely be pleased if she knew that she was studying so hard.
She never learned well. From childhood to adulthood, she was always the first person in the classroom to notice the falling leaves outside the window, the first to notice the teacher change his water cup or the monitor change his hair tie. Any little thing would spark her imagination, even the formulas and words on the blackboard, which would soon become like phantoms floating in the air, blurry and distant...
But why is learning Japanese interesting?
"Youda..." (Friend.)
"Youda になってもいい?" (Can I be friends with you?)
She practiced slowly until Ren Yi forwarded a trending search to her.
The hot search content was that a firefighter in H City rescued a duck stuck in the sewer fence of an old alley, and the photo of the handsome firefighter holding the duck spread across the Internet.
Ren Yi: "My ex-husband is famous!"
“…”
Ren Yi had always called Xia Lan "Sister Xiaolan" since they were little, and even Xia Cun's habit of calling her "Xiaolan" was influenced by Ren Yi. The "ex-husband" she was referring to was Xia Lan's ex-boyfriend, Li Sui.
Come to think of it, didn’t Xiaolan say that she thought about it and still hasn’t replied to her?
“Knock knock—”
The knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. Xia Cun thought for a moment and went to open the door.
Only one corridor light was on, the light was dim, and a young man in a white shirt was standing outside the door.
Xia Cun looked at him, seemingly puzzled.
He Shizhao was silent at first, until his brows turned from slightly frowned to deeply frowned, and finally he spoke: "Your cup is 58, and the glass is 70, a total of 128. Remember to pay it back."
128? If they went to Jiang Song's favorite parfait shop today, it would be more expensive than this, right?
It turns out that being friends with Jiang Song is very expensive.
Seeing that she was absent-minded, the boy said this and turned to press the elevator button, but Xia Cun seemed to have noticed something and turned his head to look in the opposite direction.
The door to the open-air garden was open, and a breeze blew into the corridor.
Didn’t she just close the door? Was that just an imaginary scene?
This time it should be true——
Xia Cun closed the glass door again and returned to the room.
The author has something to say:
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Classic old version: Your cup 13
I wrote Xiao He as a cold-faced comedian (.
I was so flustered when there were no comments on the last chapter. It's been so long since I've written a story with so many likes (what am I saying?). I'm not used to it, and I'm feeling stressed. [Question mark] Wait until I take some Chinese medicine to recuperate.
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