"I was lost in thought for a moment." Hu Xu had been losing his composure in front of her recently, and he had grown a bit more unafraid. He asked for the sake of conversation, "Have you delivered all the flowers?"
"Yeah." Song Qiao turned sideways and let him look at his backpack, which was empty.
An inappropriate question floated out of Hu Xu's mouth, "Song Qiao, don't you feel tired and bored running around like this every day?"
Song Qiao looked slightly surprised, but did not give a direct answer. Instead, he asked, "Do you feel tired and bored after reading all day?"
Hu Xu was stunned, then thought for a moment and replied, "Occasionally."
Song Qiao said, "Me too." Then he added, "But as long as you have hope in your heart, you will get up no matter how tired you are, and you will endure no matter how bored you are."
Hope.
Hu Xu's heart moved slightly, and he wrote down these two words.
The sound of drums urged pedestrians to return to their respective neighborhoods.
"Let's go. If we're late, we'll be questioned by the officers and soldiers."
"Um."
The two of them then went together to Chang'anfang.
Hu Xu remembered his mother's instructions and said to Song Qiao, "Oh, mother invites you to dinner at home on the Laba Festival."
Song Qiao was puzzled, "Is there something going on at home?"
Hu Xu laughed and said, "Have you forgotten your rabbit?"
Song Qiao then remembered that they had agreed to eat rabbit together.
In the days after giving the rabbit to Hu Xu, Song Qiao was looking forward to this meal, but since there was no news, he thought it was just Hu Xu's polite excuse and put the matter out of his mind.
Hu Xu said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Song Qiao shook his head, "If you don't mention it, I will forget it."
Hu Xu thought to himself that if his mother hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten it.
"My mother used the fat from the two rabbits you gave me to make silk-wrapped rabbit. Today, she took it down and saw that it was ready to eat, so she thought of inviting you to join her. That's why I came to find you."
"You came looking for me on the street?"
Hu Xu shook his head. "I felt a little depressed, so I came out for a walk."
Song Qiao thought of the day he got lost in the snow, and his heart sank slightly. He couldn't help but ask, "Is it because of your boss?"
Hu Xu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "No, it's a problem with my studies."
Song Qiao stepped on a stone and felt a little uncomfortable. After a moment of silence, he said, "Sorry, I was abrupt."
Hu Xu sighed: "It doesn't matter, it's all in the past anyway." He had just met Xu Jiang in the bookstore. Although he was still attracted to her, he no longer had any delusional thoughts about her.
When I left, I didn't feel as reluctant as before.
Hu Xu thought with melancholy that perhaps before long, he would be able to completely return him to being a friend.
Song Qiao sensed the helplessness and regret in his tone, and felt his steps become slightly heavier, making it difficult to keep up with him.
After that, there was no conversation along the way.
"Ah Qiao."
Just as she reached the alley entrance, Song Qiao suddenly heard a shout. She looked up and saw, "Father?"
Then he quickly stepped forward and asked in surprise, "Why are you back?"
Father Song said, "I'll come back to spend the holiday with you."
Hu Xu also came over to say hello, "Uncle Song is back."
"Yes, I'm back for the holidays." Father Song nodded, then asked with concern, "How is Ah Xu?"
"I'm fine." Hu Xu smiled and started chatting. "Are you going back to the mountains before the New Year?"
Father Song sighed, "No, the snow a few days ago was terrible, and it collapsed many houses. It's so cold now, and there's no telling if there will be another snowstorm. I don't dare to stay here any longer. It's better to come back."
When mentioning this, Song Qiao couldn't help but complain, "You should have come back a long time ago, but you never listened to my advice."
The snowstorm not only collapsed houses but also blocked the mountain. Song Qiao lost contact with his father and was so anxious that he wandered around the foot of the mountain all day.
Fortunately, the officers and soldiers cleared the road and went into the mountains to rescue the disaster, so she followed them in and saw her father.
Fortunately, I am safe.
Feeling relieved, Song Qiao persuaded his father to come back.
But no matter how she persuaded him, Song's father refused to listen and insisted on guarding his orchids. The father and daughter even had a quarrel over this.
I don't know why he came back today.
Father Song was afraid that she would quarrel again, so he said quickly, "It's my fault. I made you worry."
"I'm glad you're back." Hu Xu smoothed things over, and then said to Song's father, "It's just right. You can come to my house for dinner with Song Qiao on the Laba Festival."
Song's father laughed and said, "How can this be good? Your family is reuniting, so it might not be convenient for Ah Qiao and I to come."
"Ah Qiao has already agreed." Hu Xu said casually, then smiled and said: "Besides, we are eating the rabbit sent by your family, so we can split the bill."
Song's father looked at Song Qiao in surprise.
Song Qiao nodded, a faint blush on her face, because Hu Xu called her "A Qiao".
Since his daughter had nodded, Father Song had no choice but to agree, "Then we'll bother you."
Hu Xu said, "We are all neighbors, Uncle Song, there is no need to be polite."
The smoke from the cooking stove curled up, the aroma of food filled the air, and both parties said goodbye and went home.
After closing the door and taking off the backpack, Song's father called Song Qiao to the main room.
After Song Qiao lit the lamp, Song's father asked in a deep voice, "What's going on between you and Hu Xu?"
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