Attend a banquet
"You want status just by talking?" Song Yu sat up slightly and turned his head to look at him. "I didn't realize you, Xu Qiao, actually like to get something for nothing."
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Xu Qiao turned his head to look at the vases on the table, the vases in the entrance hall, the vases in the bedroom, and even the pair of neatly arranged vases on the balcony. Every vase was filled with bright and juicy roses without exception.
The roses were in different conditions. Some petals were still covered with a layer of fresh frost, while some looked broken and tender red with curled and yellowed edges. They were twisted and turned crooked in the vase and looked completely devoid of beauty. However, the owner was quite fair and had no intention of throwing any of them away no matter how bad the condition of the petals was. He almost searched through all the utensils in the house that could be used as vases to serve as homes for these roses.
"But I sent you the eighth bouquet of flowers of this month an hour ago." Xu Qiao looked a little depressed. He turned his head with a look of obvious condemnation, "You shouldn't have opened the door when you heard the knock just now."
After saying that, he lowered his head again, his voice a little lonely, "I clearly emphasized to him not to knock on the door. Is it so difficult to just make a phone call?"
It was no wonder that Xu Qiao felt disappointed, because this was the eighth time this month that he had failed to confess his love, and almost every time before, the entire confession process had failed due to various reasons.
The first time he confessed his love, he booked a restaurant that overlooked the entire city at night. As a result, when the two of them walked in, the front desk clerk knew which table they were at and said in front of them that a bouquet of flowers had been ordered at the front desk and asked when the flowers would be delivered.
Upon hearing this, Xu Qiao's pupils constricted instantly and his eyes widened uncontrollably.
"Flowers? Brother, you're not going to give me flowers, are you?" Song Yu approached with malicious intent and looked into Xu Qiao's eyes. Seeing that Xu Qiao didn't speak for a long time, he deliberately asked, "Huh? Isn't it for me? Are you giving flowers to other girls without telling me?"
The receptionist realized her mistake the moment Song Yu asked the question, and kept lowering her head and pretending to be a speechless quail to indicate that she did not exist.
In the end, Song Yu couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed as she went to hold the hand of the man beside her whose ears were red as blood because of the sudden embarrassment.
The second time he confessed his love by the river, he prepared a lot, but the love candles were extinguished by the security guard who rushed over after hearing the news before they were even lit.
The third time, the fourth time...
At first, Song Yu thought that confessing his love was just a formality and anything was OK, but Xu Qiao was not happy. He said that he didn't want Song Yu to have loopholes when he recalled it in the future, so he insisted on suppressing it and never took the final step.
Seeing his dejected expression, Song Yu couldn't bear it and leaned over to sit next to him. "It's okay, I'll pretend I don't know. Go get that bouquet of flowers and confess to me now. I'll agree immediately and it won't be long. There's no need to torture yourself like this."
Xu Qiao looked at her speechlessly and sighed, "I'm sorry, how come I can't even do this well."
"What's the big deal?" Seeing that his self-esteem was about to be hit, Song Yu hurriedly comforted him, "It's okay, then just don't bother. Anyway, I have received so many flowers, so just say you like me now, and I will agree immediately."
Xu Qiao slowly leaned over and hugged Song Yu's waist. After a while, Song Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had comforted him.
"Don't you feel wronged?"
"What? Feeling wronged?" Song Yu said without hesitation, "Of course not. As long as it's you, I'm willing to do it no matter how rubbish the confession is."
"real?"
Song Yu hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't go against his heart. "If it's really bad, then I still have to consider it."
"For example?"
She glanced at the TV series that was playing. In the TV series, the hero and heroine lived together in a cheap rental house. The room was small and damp due to the return of the south wind. Mushrooms grew in the dark corners. When it rained heavily, water dripped from the house. The hero and heroine looked at the soaked ceiling. It looked miserable, but they both laughed out loud because of the excessive absurdity.
"That's about it?" Song Yu thought for a moment and said, "If you confess to me in this kind of environment, no matter how much I like you or how reluctant I am to let you go, I will turn around and run away."
Xu Qiao also followed her gaze and glanced at the TV, then said with a smile, "In this kind of environment, I probably wouldn't even be able to confess my feelings."
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Time flies when life is too comfortable. In the blink of an eye, summer vacation is over. Yaya's school will start early, and the two of them will send her off together.
The departure time had not yet arrived, and several people were sitting in the waiting room waiting. Yaya sat between two people. Song Yu was not usually a chatterbox, but at this time he couldn't help but say a few more words.
"Now that you've decided on the school you want to go to, prepare according to the cutoff scores from previous years. Don't be impatient, take your time, and proceed steadily. It's all about your mindset at this point, okay?"
"If that family comes to you again, please tell me first. I will help you solve the problem. You must not be distracted from your studies. I will also communicate with the teacher first and ask her to pay more attention to this aspect."
"After you return to school, eat what you need to eat and keep up with your nutrition. The tutoring time is the same as before. If there is anything wrong, tell me and I will coordinate with the tutor."
Ya Ya raised his head and said, "I know everything, don't worry."
Song Yu hummed, then wanted to say something else but seemed to have finished. Just as he was worrying about what else he hadn't explained, Xu Qiao jokingly said, "If you're so reluctant to let go now, what will you do when you go to college later?"
At this moment, the train arrival announcement sounded in the hall. Yaya stood up and pushed the suitcase towards the entrance. Xu Qiao and Song Yu followed behind her to check if she had taken all the things.
"Have you got your ID card?" Xu Qiao asked.
Upon hearing this, Yaya raised her hand and waved it, holding the ID card in her hand. Xu Qiao nodded, but suddenly saw Yaya's real name, "Chen Jiou? Is this Yaya's real name?"
There was some noise around them, and Song Yu didn't hear clearly. He leaned over and realized what Xu Qiao was saying, "You only know now? Her name is Shen Jiou. Her mother named her the Arctic Tern, the bird with the longest migration in the world."
Yaya had already followed the main group forward. The two people stayed where they were and looked at her, a small girl carrying a huge suitcase. "This is what her mother expected of her, and now she has done it."
During this holiday, they found a professional teacher from an institution and decided on the school they wanted to apply for based on Yaya's wishes. The school was very far away, even farther than Song Yu had expected. After the school was decided, Song Yu became so worried that he couldn't eat or sleep.
"You can't stay with her forever."
"Song Yu, she has her life, and you have yours."
"You've done enough. You and she are different." Xu Qiao said gently, "Don't think of Yaya as your younger self anymore. She is very powerful now."
Over the past period of time, Xu Qiao observed the fact that Song Yu was treating Ya Ya as her younger self to compensate for her mistakes. Even though she did not express it, and even though she seemed so decisive when she broke off her relationship with Song Qixing, she was indeed hurt and tried to heal herself by compensating others.
After realizing this, Xu Qiao regretted it for a long time. He regretted not being able to stay with her all the time and regretted letting her suffer so much alone. He even dreamed that they had successfully escaped that night and everything changed drastically. At the beginning, they lived a miserable life, living in a house as bad as the ones in TV dramas, which leaked when it rained, but in the dream they lived happily.
Didn't Song Yu realize this? No, she realized it a long time ago. The original reason she helped Yaya was that she didn't want Yaya to live like she did when she was a child, or even worse. But what she didn't realize was that Yaya had grown up and no longer needed her to do everything for her. She had grown into an adult who could live independently after an accident, with her own independent personality and thinking. If she continued to worry about these trivial matters, it might increase Yaya's inner burden.
She looked up, a little confused, "Am I doing this wrong?"
"No, you did very well." Xu Qiao brushed her hair away from her cheeks and tucked it behind her ears, and whispered to her, "It's just that the time has come to let go, and you have to learn to adapt."
Song Yu raised her hand, and Xu Qiao naturally hugged her. He heard her muffled voice in her ear: "I know, I will study."
Xu Qiao kissed her on the cheek and said, "It's okay, let's take it slow."
"How about spending some time with me?" Xu Qiao said with a smile, "It's been a long time since we've been together."
"Okay." Song Yu's eyes sparkled with a hint of compensation, "Whatever you want to do, I'll go with you."
So they spent the most leisurely week. In the morning, they would sleep until they woke up naturally and then go out to eat the food they had kept in their favorites. In the afternoon, they would watch a romantic movie or do some handicrafts, laughing at each other's poor craftsmanship. Afterwards, they would carefully pack the food into a bag, take it home and place it in the most conspicuous place. After dinner, they would walk hand in hand in the evening breeze, talking about the interesting things that happened today or discussing what to eat tomorrow.
They did the most common things between lovers, but they were extremely happy.
During this week, Xu Qiao left for one day, saying that he had something to deal with. He kissed her and went out. He came back very late at night. His expression was normal, but Song Yu noticed that he was a little excited, as if he had done something big.
But Xu Qiao didn't tell her. Song Yu thought that there should be some distance between the two of them, so she held back and didn't ask.
The next day, Xu Qiao asked her if she wanted to attend a banquet.
"What party?" Song Yu asked. She knew that Xu Qiao's family was from the well-known Xu Corporation, but his parents died in a car accident when he was young. Xu Qiao told her that the company now belonged to his uncle, and his uncle was the culprit who sent him to the nursing home at that time. She thought Xu Qiao and his uncle were irreconcilable.
"My uncle is hosting a party, and many people will be going." Xu Qiao smiled. "It should be quite fun. Do you want to go? If not, then don't go."
Upon hearing this, Song Yu immediately became alert, "Your uncle asked you to go? Are you going? If you go, I will go too."
His uncle was obviously a pervert. When Xu Qiao returned, he lived with a man who wanted to torture him every day. She couldn't imagine what kind of hard life Xu Qiao had been going through. If she let Xu Qiao go to the banquet alone, what if he was bullied by that old man again?
"I'll go." Xu Qiao said with a smile, "I just happened to have something to do over there."
"Then I'll go with you."
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