Chapter 14 Hayate
Why not?
Does she think that Jiang Song will appear here again?
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It took Xia Cun a long time to remember what she had forgotten to tell Xia Lan. It was the next morning when she saw He Shiyan in the living room.
The two brothers of the He family look very similar and are both handsome, but He Shiyan is 11 years older than his younger brother. His appearance has long shed his youthfulness and is more mature.
He sat in the middle of the sofa. Except for Zhuo Manyi and Lu Xu who had not yet come downstairs, the other teenagers were already sitting in the living room, and they seemed unexpectedly reserved compared to usual.
As soon as Xia Cun walked out of the elevator, she met He Shiyan's gaze. Then, she saw him smile. She looked at him expressionlessly, and finally remembered what she had forgotten to tell Xia Lan -
She forgot to ask Xia Lan how she should treat her ex-husband if she met him.
As if he didn't notice that the living room was full of people, Xia Cun went to the dining room, grabbed a bag of toast and a bottle of milk, and went to the garden to find Tom.
Tom was probably a cat who loved nature and preferred to stay in the garden. Xia Cun found him in the shade behind the sculpture fountain, sat down to share breakfast with him, and called Xia Lan's cell phone here.
She woke Xia Lan up.
Xia Lan mumbled on the other end of the phone, "Xia Zuncheng, are you in your rebellious phase? Not only did you hang up on me, but you're also disturbing my sleep."
"..." Xia Cun was quiet for a moment, then said, "I like Jiang Song."
"I'm completely impressed by you." Xia Lan's voice became clearer, and she rustled as if she was sitting up. "You didn't wake me up just to say this, did you?"
"No." Xia Cun denied, then seemed hesitant.
Xia Lan, however, thought she was saying one thing and not meaning another, and continued, "If you like it, then so be it. I don't care about you." Then she added, "But I do want to remind you to remember to distinguish between reality and fantasy. But you don't even know what is real, do you?"
"Isn't Jiang Song real?"
"It's probably just a fantasy."
"So is He Shiyan your fantasy?"
"It's different. Why do you mention him suddenly?" The buzzing sound of an electric toothbrush came from the other end of the receiver.
"Because I just saw him."
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
"Should I do something to him?"
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
Xia Cun waited quietly until the sound of the electric toothbrush stopped. After the gurgling sound of rinsing her mouth, she heard Xia Lan ask, "What do you want to do with him?"
"For example, push him into the sea when going out to sea." She said seriously.
"Xia Zuncheng, you're so cute." Xia Lan said, and then yawned for the first time that day, "Then let's do it."
Xia Cun finished two slices of toast and silently sipped the milk. She waited until the sound of water stopped at the other end before she let go of the straw and asked, "Can I go then?"
"If you want to go, just go. Why are you beating around the bush? It's like Xia exists." Xia Lan said indifferently, "We're already there anyway, so we should have an unforgettable vacation."
"But you let me go home yesterday."
"Didn't someone hang up on me?" Xia Lan said vindictively, and then there was the sound of rummaging through drawers. "I remember there was a new bottle of face cream, how come I can't find it?"
"Oh, that can expired a few days ago and I threw it away."
"You're still asleep. Did you lose it to me in your dream a few days ago?"
"Because I found out before I left that it was about to expire."
Xia Lan uses up her face cream much more slowly than she stocks up on things. She has two hobbies: stocking up on daily necessities and buying decorations, so their home is always full.
Xia Lan claims to be a maximalist, and the layered carpets, ubiquitous pillows and stuffed dolls are symbols of "Home Sweet Home" rather than objects that are designed to absorb dust and create hidden dangers.
That's why Li Sui gave Xia Lan a new fire extinguisher as a gift when they were dating. Xia Cun thought Li Sui was a people's defender with great professional ethics, while Xia Lan regarded the fire extinguisher as a new decoration for their home.
Gift. Xia Cun thought about the gift again and was a little distracted.
"Xia Cunzhen, why are you so cute?" Xia Lan yawned a second time, as if this sentence was the switch for her sleepiness. "Okay, go play, I think I have an inspiration."
Xia Cun continued to ask: "What's the difference?"
"What's different?"
"Why are Jiang Song and He Shiyan different?"
"Because He Shiyan is not dreamy at all. Okay, bye." Xia Lan hung up the phone.
Xia Cun sat on the fountain platform and swung her legs. Tom was stepping on her swaying shadow.
She thought for a moment and opened her chat box with Yao. The last message she received was three days ago:
"I don't want you to feel sad."
Is she sad? She seems more angry.
But she didn't tell Yao.
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The three-decker yacht lay on the sea like a whale.
After Xia Cun got out of the car, he stepped back far enough to capture it with his camera.
The boat's streamlined white lines looked simple and beautiful against the turquoise sea. Xia Cun thought it could become part of what Xia Lan had described as an "unforgettable vacation." Because it was so large, even the thought of it felt heavy, and heavy things are memorable. Miao Wen joined her for a photo and noticed Xia Cun looking up at a helicopter circling overhead.
"What's wrong?"
Xia Cun blinked and asked her, "Do you want to fly?"
She imagined herself flying, like the angel in Wings of Desire. She would see the tops of everyone's heads, but no one would see her, though perhaps someone would sense her.
But Miao Wen seemed to misunderstand her meaning and said, "You want to fly? Then let's go fly some other time. I saw something online a while ago and it seems that you can experience 20 kilometers for 1,000 yuan."
"How far is 20 kilometers?"
Xia Cun had no concept of distance units.
Miao Wen couldn't explain it either, and finally said, "Maybe it will fly for 10 minutes?"
She looked up at the hovering helicopter again, and seemed to see its circling trajectory turning into hundreds of RMB dancing in the air.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if RMB actually floated down? Could she really not distinguish between reality and fantasy?
"Hey, get on board, both of you!"
Lu Xu called out to them from afar, and Miao Wen quickly pulled Xia Cun forward.
Perhaps because He Shiyan was there, all the young men in the villa came along that day, and no one suggested leaving the island. Besides them, there were three new friends they had called over: a girl and two boys.
After boarding the yacht, the crew took their luggage and took it to the lower cabin, while the teenagers were led by the yacht's steward, Mr. Lin, to the leisure area on the main floor of the yacht.
On one side of the floor-to-ceiling windows was the dock, and on the other, the sea. Steward Lin was explaining the functional areas of each deck to the teenagers. When he mentioned the beverage area, he smiled and said, "Mr. He said you're all minors, so we switched to beverages last night."
"Brother Shi Yan, please don't be so strict?" Zhou Yun yelled.
"That's right. I always drink with my parents at home." Zhuo Manyi rarely stood on the same side with Zhou Yun. "You can always save some wine, Brother He."
It was so hard not to be with the adults, and the teenagers seemed eager to experience the adults' lifestyle on the yacht.
"There are children here, what if they drink secretly?"
He Shiyan's smile was as warm as spring breeze. In comparison, He Shizhao seemed too cold.
"Where are the kids? We're all 17, right?"
He Shiyan didn't say anything. The child in his eyes didn't follow him into the living room.
Xia Cun started exploring the space of yachts earlier than others.
Next to the main floor's leisure area is the restaurant and beverage area bar, the second floor is the sun deck and outdoor leisure area, and the third floor is a panoramic viewing deck.
She knew earlier than anyone else that there was no alcohol at the bar in the beverage area because she had just helped herself to a glass of juice at the bar and then explored all the way to the third deck.
The low hum of an engine could be heard from deep within the vessel's belly as the white yacht cut through the harbor's surface, heading for a deeper, bluer place. In the distance, several small yachts floated by, and overhead was the helicopter that had just hovered over the dock.
Xia Cun was lying on the recliner. If possible, Ren Yi wanted to pin her down and beat her up.
"I regret it. I also want to be corrupted!" Ren Yi wailed while drooling.
Xia Cun's hair fluttered in the sea breeze, and she suddenly asked, "Why don't we have money?"
"That's something we'll have to ask our ancestors."
“Will we become rich?”
"If I win the lottery, I think I will." Ren Yi fantasized about winning the lottery, but then she finally turned the conversation to a serious and realistic topic. "But your top priority is to study hard first."
"oh."
"Oh! Well, then learn! I've made up my mind. I won't play games today. I'll do my homework instead."
Ren Yi seemed to turn her grief and anger into motivation for study. She thought, she must be the person in the world who wanted Xia Cun to study hard the most, even more than Xia Lan. At the very least, she should learn to a similar level as her, so that they could continue to attend the same university in the future.
But that seemed so far away, she couldn't imagine it yet. The prospects and future that her mother, teachers, and online friends often talked about always seemed a bit vague and illusory.
Xia Cun couldn't imagine it either.
Why is her mind always occupied by strange thoughts? Is she really a very strange person?
Someone's voices approached, and Zhuo Manyi and the new girl went up to the observation deck. After seeing Xia Cun, the girl asked Zhuo Manyi: "Who is she? Why do I feel like I've never seen her before?"
"Her name is Xia Cun, but I've never met her," Zhuo Manyi said nonchalantly, "She's not in the same circle."
"Then why is she here?"
"No one knows, but it doesn't matter. Jiang Song ran away anyway." Zhuo Manyi pulled the girl to sit on the sofa with a view, and then complained to Jiang Song, "Let me tell you, Jiang Song is really annoying. He just left without saying anything, leaving us waiting for him..."
The two chatted as if no one was around, as if Xia Cun didn't exist. Xia Cun and Ren Yi on the other end of the video suddenly fell silent.
Ren Yi thought that it was too early for her to be envious.
If she joined this group of young masters and young ladies like Xia Cun, she might find it unbearable within half a day and would want to fight with this group of arrogant and conceited Tianlong people.
But Xia Cun seemed to have a good ability to accept things. He could still be in a daze and have a blank expression as if he was isolated from the world.
However, the reason why Xia Cun was in a daze was that she received a friend request from Hayate: "An urgent existence of the word したくなっちゃった."
Suddenly I really want to talk to Cunxu.
The author has something to say:
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Xiao Jiang is bubbling, guess where he is [spreading hands]
There will probably be no update tomorrow. I originally had some drafts but I want to overturn and rewrite [heartbroken] But then again, I have been updating every day for so many days, isn’t that amazing?
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