Chapter 30: It’s only natural for a boyfriend to report to his girlfriend…
Unlike other cities with ice and snow, winter in Shenzhen begins when the first leaf falls.
There are only two morning classes today, and with only 5 minutes left before the end of get out of class, Luo Shu had already put away her textbooks. Gu Jiaqian had taken sick leave for her period and was waiting for her to go back and take care of her. As she was on high alert, the phone lying upside down on the table vibrated.
【Waiting for you downstairs. 】
Another one follows.
【I brought you a small cake. 】
He stared at the freshly-released news for a few seconds, then glanced out the window and saw the owner of the news standing downstairs.
Luo Shu stood up suddenly, and the chair made a sharp sound when it rubbed against the ground. This sound, combined with her inner scream, also interrupted the teacher who was speaking at the podium.
"Does this classmate have something against me?"
Hou Sisi, who was standing by, bowed her head and secretly tugged at her sleeve, reminding her, "Luo Shu, the teacher wants to ask you a question."
After regaining her composure, Luo Shu realized that she had become the focus of the class. Facing the female teacher's questioning gaze, she bowed slightly and apologized for her reckless behavior.
The female teacher withdrew her gaze helplessly, sighed, and said, "Be careful next time," and let her sit down again to continue the class.
Every minute and every second that followed was extremely difficult. As soon as the bell rang, I said a simple goodbye to Hou Sisi and rushed out of the classroom. After walking down a few steps, I suddenly remembered that the shoulder bag was still hanging on the back of the chair, so I hurriedly turned around and returned to the classroom.
She ran all the way to the first floor, and just before leaving the academy gate, she suddenly stopped and turned to the mirror on her right. The person in the mirror had no makeup on, and her newly cut bangs had been tossed up and down and were no longer in shape. Fortunately, her foundation was good, so it looked acceptable, but it seemed that it would not work in front of her sweetheart. She hurriedly took out a nude lipstick to make up for it, and while pursing her lips, she pushed back her bangs to make sure she looked decent before slowly leaving.
As I walked out of the door, a breeze baked by the sun blew towards me. The big tree with white paint at the roots was rustling its leaves. The man in the layered sweatshirt stood straight and tall on the red bricks of the sidewalk. The sunlight cast a long shadow on his figure, which formed a pleasing landscape painting with the mottled shadows of the trees on the ground.
Friday, sunny, no classes, lazy under the sun with your boyfriend waiting for you after school.
Luo Shu racked her brains but couldn't find an appropriate adjective to describe the feeling at this moment. It was like her left atrium was full, yet so light that it seemed to have grown wings.
I was inexplicably reminded of a hot topic on the Internet recently: a moment between people is enough, but God has given people the right to be greedy.
If the object is Fang Qingzhuo, it is not enough, not enough at all. She wants to be firm and greedy to have countless beautiful moments with him.
On the other side, as if sensitive to his sight or sensing something, Fang Qingzhuo raised his eyes and noticed her. Their eyes met, and he resolutely walked towards her on the fallen leaves on the ground.
One step away, Luo Shu shyly held her hair up: "You today..."
Halfway through her words, her happy smile completely froze on her face full of surprise, because Fang Qingzhuo actually walked past her in a dignified manner.
Incredibly, he followed the leisurely figure walking away with his eyes, and then called out to him in a complaining tone, "Fang Qingzhuo, where are you going?"
Hearing someone calling his name, Fang Qingzhuo turned his head and looked at her with a puzzled expression, shaking the milk tea bag held by his knuckles from side to side. After a few seconds, he said, "Oh, you cut your bangs. I almost didn't recognize you."
Luo Shu was petrified on the spot, her beautiful eyes that were full of doubts about life flickered and blinked again and again.
"Okay, this is for you. Drink it while it's hot." Fang Qingzhuo stopped while passing the milk tea, and raised his head with interest to admire the blue sky and white clouds.
Even though she bought him milk tea, Luo Shu didn't seem particularly happy. She took the still-warm milk tea and touched her bangs. His reaction clearly showed he didn't recognize her. What a stark contrast! Gu Jiaqian and the others had praised her for being pretty and cute.
"Doesn't it look good?" she asked, holding the milk tea.
Fang Qingzhuo seemed addicted to teasing her. He pretended to be confused and asked back, "What's not good-looking?"
"Doesn't your new haircut look good?" she repeated.
Fang Qingzhuo then bent his neck and came closer to her, pretending to study her new hairstyle: "You're talking about this? Then stand up straight and let me take a closer look."
Luo Shu did as she was told, standing at attention with her chest out and stomach in, looking forward to his five-star review.
It's so easy to be fooled. Fang Qingzhuo hid happiness in his eyes as he looked seriously at Luo Shu, who always showed a cool look with long straight black hair and exposed forehead. How to say it, she always attracted bad romantic partners before she got her bangs cut, but now she has become much more obedient after the bangs cut, I'm afraid any Tom, Dick or Harry would dare to come up and get his hands on her.
Thinking of this, his brows furrowed slightly, a subtle change that Luo Shu successfully caught. Just as she was struggling to figure out what the frown meant, Fang Qingzhuo's attention slowly shifted from her bangs to her flawless, unpainted skin. It was so tender, like a peeled lychee. What would it feel like to touch it? Would it produce juice?
In my memory, her roommates and friends in the student union loved to rub and scratch her little face with their hands. The key point was that she never had any temper from beginning to end. She was as docile as a kitten and let anyone play with her.
He had been curious for a long time, and he curled his lips in an ambiguous way, keeping the secret: "Do you want to hear the truth?"
That’s it. Often there’s nothing nice to say after this line.
Luo Shu nodded.
"Like Hinata."
Hoeing the fields? Hoeing or plowing? Was he calling her unsophisticated? After all that preparation, only to find this vague sentence, Luo Shu sullenly took out her straw and plunged it into her milk tea cup, her voice flat and level. "Where's the cake?"
"In the car."
"Oh..." Luo Shu suddenly changed the subject, "I'll go to the barber shop tomorrow to get my hair extensions."
"Have you thought it through?"
Luo Shu was really hit hard this time, and her tone was tinged with dissatisfaction: "Even if the haircut is not satisfactory, as my boyfriend, can't you just go against your conscience and praise me for once? And you're plowing the fields, you're hurting me."
Fang Qingzhuo chuckled, "No, when did I say you were plowing the fields? I was clearly talking about Hinata, the most beautiful girl in Naruto. You have poor hearing, so you took it out on your innocent boyfriend, right?"
Seeing that she had caused another misunderstanding, Luo Shu became angry and said, "Fang Qingzhuo, are you annoying?"
"Oh." He imitated her sad tone, "We haven't even been together for two months, and you're already tired of me."
"Who told you to always tease me?" She began to bring up the past. "And you came to me today without a word, giving me no chance to recover, and startled me. Do you know what kind of joke I made?"
"You mean I need to report to you when I come to you next time?"
"no……"
"Isn't it impossible?"
What's wrong with this guy? He keeps interrupting me today. "I mean..."
"I can report it." He interrupted again, looking straight into her eyes. His serious look was very alluring. "Every day, I can report to you where I'm going, what I want to do, and if I miss you."
Luo Shu suddenly felt her brain wasn't working properly, and she couldn't keep up with his pace. "You... don't find it troublesome?"
"It's only natural for a boyfriend to report to his girlfriend."
A natural sentence soothed all the negative emotions. She murmured softly, "I didn't mean anything else. I just came here without making a sound. What if I run away empty-handed?"
"No, you only have two classes this morning."
Luo Shu was silent for a moment, then reacted: "How do you know I have two classes today?"
Finally unable to hold back, Fang Qingzhuo smiled and pinched her face with his index finger and thumb: "King Luo Shu, you really have a lot of questions."
The feel is really good.
Rather than being taken advantage of by Fang Qingzhuo, Luo Shu was more curious about the meaning of the title "King Luo Shu"?
Fang Qingzhuo's answer was that it had no special meaning, because her sudden arrogance was just like the scene in the cartoon where Big Bad Wolf couldn't eat the lamb and always confidently called himself "I, the Big Bad Wolf King".
Okay, blame her for asking too much.
After receiving the small cake, Fang Qingzhuo had other things to do, and Luo Shu was worried about leaving Gu Jiaqian alone. After sending her back to the dormitory, he went to the department office and talked with the old professor for half an hour. They reached a consensus before leaving. However, just as he went downstairs, he ran into Gu Yang and Guan Siqi.
Standing in front of a white R8, it seems that he is about to leave the school.
When they met on a narrow road and their eyes met, Fang Qingzhuo didn't waste any extra expression. Gu Yang clenched his fists and watched his attitude. In the middle, Guan Siqi jumped up and down in a panic. After looking at Fang Qingzhuo, he looked at Gu Yang behind him.
Fang Qingzhuo was the first to look away, and with a shake of his head, he opened the car door as if he had met an unimportant passerby and slid out of the parking space like the wind.
Guan Siqi was very frustrated to see his old friend end up in such a mess. Looking at the rear of the car that quickly disappeared, he shouted in disbelief: "No, he's serious. He didn't even say hello. Are we brothers anymore? It's been half a month and he's still angry? Wasn't he very manly when he publicly admitted his girlfriend..."
Gu Yang half-closed his dark eyes, made no comment, and immediately climbed into the driver's seat.
Seeing this, Guan Siqi wanted to slap himself twice. He explained that he might have made it public just to piss them off, but worried about something happening, he followed him and got on the passenger seat.
Two cars, one black and one white, were driving one in front and one behind, competing with each other on the main campus road dotted with speed bumps. When they were 50 meters away from the barrier, the Audi suddenly accelerated and overtook the car in front, and in one go it passed the car in front and got out of the school gate first.
Along the way, Guan Siqi curled up in a ball, helplessly clinging to his seatbelt. The road was empty in the rearview mirror. He hurriedly tried to comfort Gu Yang, who was on the verge of losing control: "Yangzi, drive slower. You can't catch up."
As he was about to finish his words, the car's speed increased instead of decreasing.
"Yangzi, calm down. I really can't catch up."
Gu Yang ignored him and held the steering wheel: "It's strange that there is no trace. Fang Qingzhuo is not the kind of person who will suffer in silence."
As he was speaking, just as he expected, the Phantom BB appeared out of nowhere, speeding up and chasing him with the momentum of a comeback. In just a few seconds, it caught up with him and even seemed to be overtaking him.
Driven by the desire to win, Gu Yang stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the number on the dashboard jumped to 330. Unexpectedly, Fang Qingzhao was faster and came up to him steadily at an unmatched speed, and even suppressed him the whole time. Whenever Gu Yang had any thoughts of changing lanes, he could predict it accurately and kill it at the starting stage.
It was a blatant show of force. Veins popped out on Gu Yang's forehead as he stared at the rear end of the big sloping car, feeling as disgusted as his master.
Before they knew it, the two cars were stuck in a stalemate and entered the downtown area. At the crossroads, the green light ahead showed that there were only three seconds left. The Phantom suddenly accelerated to leave the R8 behind, as if it had had enough fun, and passed by at the speed of light like an arrow from a bow. Gu Yang was half a second late, and it was because of this half second of hesitation that he was forced to stop in front of the zebra crossing.
Due to inertia, Guan Siqi leaned forward uncontrollably and was tightened by the seat belt. Gu Yang bounced back heavily on the backrest. Looking at the rear of the car disappearing from his sight again, he suddenly became furious and punched the steering wheel to vent his anger.
The red light lasted for 90 seconds, leaving no room for maneuver. The roar of the engine resounded through the sky and lingered for a long time, like a horn of victory that penetrated every corner.
In this situation, Guan Siqi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, didn't care about his heart that was about to jump out of his throat, and dared not breathe. After all, the palms and backs of the hands are all made of flesh, so he simply pretended to be deaf and dumb and followed Gu Yang back home.
After entering the house, Gu Yang angrily left Guan Siqi and walked through the entrance hall. His angry expression instantly died down when he bumped into the middle-aged man sitting upright in the middle of the sofa.
No longer surprised, he still held his breath and called "Dad" respectfully.
Guan Siqi, who was originally chattering behind him, suddenly changed his expression and immediately stood still and greeted him politely. Among the elders, Dad Gu was the most serious and stern. He was a soldier and could not tolerate any sand in his eyes. In comparison, his father who loved to whip his belt was much more amiable.
As they passed the living room, Father Gu turned a page of the newspaper and spoke slowly, "I haven't seen Qingzhuo for a while. Why didn't he come with us?"
"I don't know." Gu Yang replied coldly.
Father Gu was intimidating without being angry. He raised his eyelids slightly and said something that hit the nail on the head: "You two are having a quarrel."
Ever since he entered the room, he had been talking about Fang Qingzhuo all the time. Gu Yang's dissatisfaction also erupted at this moment: "If he doesn't want to come, do I need to kowtow to him three times and nine times to beg him to come?"
"What's your attitude?" Gu's father slammed the table and asked.
"My attitude is the same as his..."
The situation was not good, and Guan Siqi quickly blocked Gu Yang's mouth and excused him: "Haha, Uncle Gu, Yangzi didn't mean that. He's been under a lot of academic pressure lately, and his brain is a bit insufficient. He meant that Azhu is in the early stages of starting a business and has a lot of trouble to deal with, so he can't get away."
"If there really is a conflict, it's both your fault." Father Gu seized the opportunity and launched into a barrage of scolding. "You've been idling around all day. You're the same person you were when you were little. You haven't improved at all. You don't even know how to stand up. I can't afford to lose face if you send you to the army for training. Look at Fang Qingzhuo. He was born in the same hospital and went to the same school. What's the difference? Do you know how embarrassed we are in front of your Uncle Fang? Learn from him..."
Guan Siqi let go of his hand awkwardly. Oh my god, he was being scolded as well.
Gu Yang's expression naturally wasn't much better. Learning from that traitor? What was he learning? Learning to forget his roots once his goal was achieved, learning to be unrepentant, or learning to forget his friends for the sake of a beautiful woman?
But his old father's words finally woke him up. When a person has enough ability and status, everyone will find excuses to pay for his bad behavior.
Just because Fang Qingzhuo can win today doesn’t mean he can win in the future. Similarly, his confidence in victory today may be a time bomb in the future.
"Dad, I want to join the company."
The resounding request startled both people present.
Gu's father's raised eyebrows relaxed, and Guan Siqi looked as if he had accidentally eaten a fly: Well, he is now the negative example.
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