Chapter 157 I Love You in French
Huo Jinze has been a little absent-minded lately.
After chatting with his brother that day, his brother's words were like a small hammer, constantly hitting his heart, and every now and then it would be a sudden pain.
He always thought that he was smart. He was much smarter than other children since he was a child. He also thought that he could see through people's hearts.
But is he wrong this time?
Occasionally, when he lowered his head to write documents, he would think of his brother's words, and then Fubao's image would appear in his mind.
She looked at me coldly, as beautiful as a red rose at night. She also looked down on me, as cold as the snow and ice flowers on the mountains. What kind of personality does such a girl have?
I have always had some misunderstandings about her, thinking that she tried her best to marry into the Yu family, but she didn't. It was all a misunderstanding. She turned out to be the daughter of the Yu family.
If she really was the kind of person he thought she was, since she was the biological daughter of the Yu family, she could just recognize her parents directly. Why did she have to wait until her parents from the countryside came and then discuss it with them?
Huo Jinze pursed his lips bitterly and put down the pen in his hand. He finally realized a fact that he was unwilling to admit. He might have really misunderstood Fubao because of what he had seen in the past and because of his own prejudice.
It was a misunderstanding originally, and now that the misunderstanding is gone, that's it.
But Huo Jinze felt uncomfortable and miserable.
He recalled the time when Fubao came to visit his home. He acted cold and distant, without any courtesy or manners, and showed no respect to Fubao at all.
He also remembered the time when they went to Mutianyu Wild Great Wall. When they were climbing the Great Wall, he saw Fubao smiling and felt angry, so he didn't treat Fubao well. He even refused his brother's suggestion to follow behind, just to avoid more contact with Fubao.
There was also that time when he ran into Fubao near his home. She looked so distraught and it was obvious that something had happened to her. He was a little worried and wanted to ask her, but what he said was not pleasant to hear, and they ended up parting on bad terms.
It was a misunderstanding, so why am I feeling so bad? So bitter and frustrated that I want to slap myself? Why?
The figure of Fubao appeared in front of Huo Jinze. She was always arrogant and dismissive in front of him, like a rose with thorns, her anger remained in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.
Huo Jinze took a deep breath and clenched his fists.
He looked up at the sky and decided to go to the Imperial University of Peking to look for Fubao.
So he took the bus to Imperial University and found Fubao's dormitory. This was easy, as he had occasionally heard his brother mention that she lived in a dormitory building near somewhere.
I found the dorm manager and asked her about Fubao. She didn't understand at first, but then she realized, "That's Gu Danyang? I know her. Her nickname seems to be Fubao. Everyone calls her that!"
Just then, a female classmate was about to go upstairs, so the dormitory manager asked her to bring a message.
After delivering the message, Huo Jinze stood under the ginkgo tree outside the dormitory and looked up at the sky.
It had snowed a little two days ago. The vast sky was cold and clear, and it was so high that it seemed boundless. This reminded Huo Jinze of the scene when he went to pick up his brother and brought him back to the city. That remote and secluded mountain village, the land there smelled of cow dung, and the old and age-old wheels squeaking as they rolled over the country roads.
Fubao comes from such a place.
Huo Jinze gritted his teeth and sighed.
In fact, he himself didn't understand why he came to find Fubao, but he subconsciously felt that he had to come, as if if he didn't come, he would feel uncomfortable and regretful, and would miss something very important to him.
But what should he say when he meets Fubao?
Just as he was thinking, he heard a voice say lightly: "Is it you? Do you have something to talk to me about?"
When I looked over, I saw Fubao, a young girl with black hair draped over her shoulders, bright eyes and moist lips. She was like a sapling that had just sprouted in spring, full of vitality, delicate and soft.
Huo Jinze took a deep breath and said quickly, "Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you."
Want to chat?
Fu Bao was naturally a little confused and looked at him curiously: "Do we... have anything to talk about?"
Huo Jinze was choked by this and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but he still said with a stiff upper lip: "Can we find a place to sit down and talk slowly?"
Fubao was even more confused: "Oh, but I'm really sorry, I have to attend a discussion group meeting now, and I'm in a hurry."
Today, the Pen-shaped Coded Chinese Character Input Method Group that Fubao participated in was going to hold a group meeting. She also prepared a report to present to the professor today. She was indeed surprised by the person who appeared in front of her, and felt that it was a waste of time. You know, Professor Chen hates people being late the most.
Huo Jinze looked at the clear and graceful little girl in front of him and didn't say anything for a long time.
He hadn't paid much attention to it before, but now it seemed that even the way she rejected others was naive.
Huo Jinze: "Just a few words, okay?"
Fu Bao had no choice but to say, "Okay, then please tell me quickly. I really have something to do and can't delay."
She did it for Huo Jinyun's sake. After all, Huo Jinyun was her teacher, and this man was Teacher Huo's younger brother.
The opportunity came, but Huo Jinze was silent. What should he say? How should he explain his misunderstanding?
Seeing that Huo Jinze didn't say anything, Fubao raised her hand to look at her watch. There were still fifteen minutes left, and it would take her about seven minutes to walk there, which was already very tight.
He was helpless at the moment: "Huo Jinze, what's the matter? If you have something, please tell me quickly. I really have to rush to a meeting."
Huo Jinze hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Fubao, I may have had some prejudice against you before, so I treated you badly. I now understand that I was wrong and want to apologize to you. I hope you don't mind my previous impolite behavior."
This was something Fubao had not expected. She looked at Huo Jinze in front of her.
As for his previous attitude towards her, it’s not that she cared about it. After all, they were not very familiar with each other. If it weren’t for Teacher Huo, they would have never met and would have been strangers.
Why would she care what a stranger thought of her?
Huo Jinze noticed Fubao's surprise, and he suddenly felt that he was completely baffled, but he still wanted to say something, with an inexplicable expectation in his heart, hoping to change the status quo: "You can not care, but I have to apologize. After all, my attitude towards you was really rude."
Fu Bao really felt that Huo Jinze was inexplicable, but since she didn't want to hit someone who smiled at her, she still said, "Thank you for apologizing to me. I accept it. This matter can be put to rest. I didn't treat you very well before, and I hope you don't take it to heart."
When Huo Jinze heard this, he felt a little relieved, but he looked at Fubao and wondered if he should say something else.
He is an extremely intelligent man and has had a photographic memory since childhood, but now when facing Fubao, his mind goes blank and he doesn't know what to do.
Seeing Fubao's face as if everything was fine and she was about to leave, he became anxious and shouted, "There's a reason why I misunderstood you!"
But Fubao really didn't want to hear the reason right now. If there was time, he wanted to tell her that she could listen, but not now: "Reason...? Is the reason very long?"
Huo Jinze's ears flushed, but he gritted his teeth and said, "You might not know, but my brother went to the countryside, and I once lived with my parents on a labor camp for a while."
Fubao: "Hmm? Then what? What do you want to say?"
Huo Jinze knew that Fubao didn't have much patience to listen to him, so he continued: "The days on that farm were darker than you can imagine. I saw too much -"
He paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "I've seen too much darkness. I've seen how hard some people tried to get out of that farm, and what a price they paid!"
When he talked about this, his voice trembled slightly.
Many things, though others thought he was just a teenager, didn't hide them, he saw them, understood them. The ugliness and helplessness of human nature soaked into his heart like ink, making him hide a cynical and dark heart beneath his calm exterior.
He looked at Fubao and said, "When I went to the foot of Dagunzi Mountain to pick up my brother, it was the lowest point in my life. The world I saw was gray. I thought the world was gray."
It wasn't until now that he suddenly understood.
It's not that the world is dark, but that his eyes are no longer bright.
Fubao fell silent after hearing this.
Although she had not seen it, there was now a trend of "scar novels" and "reflective novels". She had naturally read these books and knew some things.
But I didn't expect that Huo Jinze, this proud and aloof handsome man, actually had such scars in his heart?
She pursed her lips, feeling somewhat uncomfortable watching Huo Jinze like this. After a moment of silence, she said, "I don't know why you misunderstood me, but now that it's resolved, it's in the past. I don't care too much about it, and I hope you don't care too much either."
Huo Jinze nodded: "I'm glad you don't care."
The two stood there, with nothing to say for a moment. Fu Bao said: "Then I'll go back first."
Huo Jinze: "Yeah."
Fubao lifted his leg and left.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, turned around, and finally said to Huo Jinze, "Although we are not familiar with each other and are not friends, I still want to tell you that in the past ten years, many people have experienced unprecedented darkness, but the vast majority of people did not give up, and they persevered and walked from the darkness to the light. I heard Teacher Huo mention that you are a very smart person. I believe you can figure it out."
Huo Jinze looked at Fubao in front of him silently. When she turned around and said these words, her eyes were bright and serious, as moving as rare obsidian.
She is indeed a kind girl.
Huo Jinze pursed his lips and smiled slightly: "Thank you, I understand what you mean."
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Fubao walked very fast, and sweat was oozing from her forehead in such a cold weather. Fortunately, she was not late when she arrived. Professor Chen was drinking water from an enamel pot. When he saw Fubao, he asked her to sit down quickly.
In the discussion group, in addition to several familiar classmates, there was also Yu Xiaoyue.
Ever since Fubao came to recognize his relatives, Yu Xiaoyue has not been very visible. Fubao even feels that she has not appeared in class for a long time. He didn't expect her to come to this meeting today.
Yu Xiaoyue saw Fubao, glanced at him, and then looked away, as if she didn't know him.
Fubao didn't look at Yu Xiaoyue again. He talked to several classmates in the group and exchanged ideas about what reports they had made recently.
Soon, the discussion officially began.
The input method team is currently researching two approaches: pinyin input and gesture input. After some discussion, Fubao expressed her opinion that pinyin input is more suitable for the current situation in China: "Everyone knows pinyin, and this input method is closer to spoken language. I have done some research on this and have written a research report. I would like Professor Chen to review it."
Fubao's words prompted Professor Chen to nod repeatedly to Fubao.
He admires this student very much. He is smart and insightful. Some ideas about input method that Fubao submitted recently gave him a sudden enlightenment. Such talented students are really rare.
After the meeting, everyone was about to leave when Yu Xiaoyue, who had been sitting in the corner without saying much, suddenly spoke up: "I have something to announce today. It's a very happy event."
Everyone was a little surprised when they heard this, and subconsciously looked at Fubao.
Now everyone knows that the uncle and aunt who raised Yu Xiaoyue are Fubao's biological parents. They subconsciously compare Yu Xiaoyue with Fubao, and also subconsciously associate Yu Xiaoyue's so-called happy event with Fubao.
Fubao ignored him and looked at the report he had written before with a calm look, as if he had not heard what Yu Xiaoyue said.
Yu Xiaoyue glanced at everyone, and finally said with a smile: "I am leaving our school and going abroad."
When she said this, everyone was shocked and looked at Yu Xiaoyue with envy. Even Professor Chen asked in surprise, "Why are you going abroad all of a sudden?"
In fact, as for Professor Chen, he believes that although domestic university education is not mature enough, it is still more suitable for the current situation of young people in the country than that abroad. He is happy to see young people go abroad after receiving higher education. However, it is a bit incomprehensible for Professor Chen that they entered the Imperial University of Peking and went abroad without completing their studies.
Yu Xiaoyue felt bitter in her heart, but she still smiled and said proudly, "My parents have been abroad. This time, they contacted the university abroad and wanted me to go there."
As she said this, she glanced at Fubao.
Of course, she would not say that it was Old Man Yu who contacted her parents and complained about everything. Her parents insisted on taking her abroad, saying that they would discipline her well.
She still remembers what her parents said at the time, that character is more important than which university to attend, and that it was their dereliction of duty that she grew up like this, and that they must fulfill their responsibilities as parents in the future.
Yu Xiaoyue doesn't want to go abroad because she can't apply to a good school abroad now.
But she had no choice.
One of the classmates asked enviously: "Xiaoyue, which school are you going to? Are you going to Country M?"
Yu Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm going to X School in Country M."
When she said this, everyone was shocked and gasped in envy. Even Professor Chen nodded approvingly, "Not bad, not bad. It's a famous Ivy League school abroad. If you can go there for further studies, that would be great. You can learn advanced cultural knowledge from abroad."
Yu Xiaoyue glanced at the crowd, taking in everyone's envy and admiration. She lowered her eyes and said nothing more.
It’s better this way. Now that she’s gone, let everyone think of how glorious she was.
She would never tell anyone why she reluctantly left the Imperial University of Peking, nor would she tell anyone that she went to an ordinary foreign university whose world ranking was not as good as that of the Imperial University of Peking.
If she had to be stepped on by Fubao, she would rather change the battlefield to a place without Fubao.
——
In fact, Yu Xiaoyue was going to leave her country and go abroad, which surprised Fubao a little.
After all, Imperial University of Peking is the top university in the country. Is it really that urgent to leave such a top university and go abroad? Wouldn't it be better to complete your studies before leaving?
This made Fubao wonder, does her departure have anything to do with him?
However, this thought only lasted for a moment. If Yu Xiaoyue wanted to leave, she could leave. No matter why, it was other people's business to her, and she would not have any unnecessary emotions.
Now, her mind is full of thoughts on how to improve herself. Recently, the Chinese character input method group needs to devote more time, and the school's final exams are about to begin. Although she is very confident in her professional studies, she still needs to spend some time reviewing.
In the following time, Fubao was very busy. Professor Chen was very impressed with her report and wanted her to write a paper about it. Writing a paper was very difficult. Fubao was so immersed in the paper that she even forgot to check the sentence "It's hot, do you want to bring it?"
As for the next date with Xiao Dingkun, there is no time at all.
But who would have known that one day she was listening to an English radio broadcast, which mentioned the cultural differences between countries. It used the example of "I love you" and mentioned that Chinese people are reserved and would not express this sentence, while people from some countries are more unrestrained and would express their preferences enthusiastically.
Fubao didn't take it too seriously at first, and just listened casually while washing clothes. Who knew that while listening, suddenly a pronunciation came into his ears, which was exactly the same pronunciation that Xiao Dingkun mentioned in the cinema screening room that day.
Fubao was stunned for a moment, then listened carefully. This time he heard it clearly, it was that pronunciation.
The pronunciation is expressed as "I love you" in English and "我心悦之" in Chinese.
Her heart was pounding. She bit her lip, clutched the clothes in her hands tightly, and listened stupidly to the radio commentary: "The purpose of French Romanticism is contrary to 'rationality'. Its main characteristics focus on the expression of personal feelings. The form is less restrained and free-spirited..."
Fubao took a deep breath and couldn't help muttering the syllable: "It's hot, bring it."
Is this how he expresses himself?
He is still reserved at heart, but at that time, he used such a tactful way to tell himself what he was thinking?
Fubao kept recalling the hoarse tone of Brother Dingkun's voice when he said this to her, as well as the breath that sprayed against her ears. For a moment, her heart melted, and her chest was filled with indescribable emotions. She just wished he was right in front of her, holding her hand, kissing her forehead, and saying those words to her again.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Feng Meini shouting outside: "Fubao, two brothers are here to see you!"
Fubao's mind was in a state of confusion, immersed in these pink memories. When he heard this suddenly, he quickly agreed, put the unwashed clothes in the enamel basin beside him, wiped his hands hurriedly and went out.
The ones who came to see her were Gu Shengtian and Xiao Dingkun.
Gu Shengtian saw Fubao for the first time and looked at her in surprise: "Hey, Fubao, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red? Do you have a fever?"
As he said this, he raised his hand to touch Fubao's forehead.
Fubao said quickly, "It's okay, it's okay. I just ran down the stairs. Maybe I was in a hurry."
Gu Shengtian: "How can this happen just by running up the stairs? If you feel uncomfortable, go to the school hospital."
Xiao Dingkun, who was standing next to him, said in a deep voice, "She should be fine. She looks good. I guess she just ran down here too hastily."
The voice was low and slightly hoarse, just like that day in the cinema.
Fubao glanced at him, only to find that he was also looking at him. His eyes were dark and deep, with strange emotions surging in them.
Thinking of that passionate confession euphemistically expressed in French, Fubao seemed to have difficulty breathing: "Yes, I'm fine..."
Gu Shengtian stroked his chin and carefully examined Fubao's face. Seeing that his face was slowly returning to normal, he felt relieved. "Let's go out and eat some noodles with soybean paste. By the way, I'll tell you about our parents' reply."
As soon as these words came out, all the worries in Fubao's heart instantly disappeared. She said in surprise, "Did our parents reply? What did they say?"
Gu Shengtian smiled and said, "Look how excited you are. Let's sit down and talk while we eat. Wear something warmer. It's cold outside and it might snow."
Fubao had no choice but to hold it in for the time being. He went back to the dormitory, put on a thick coat and wrapped a scarf around his neck. This time, he went downstairs and went to the state-owned restaurant outside the school with Gu Shengtian and Xiao Dingkun.
As we walked out of the school gate, snowflakes were indeed falling outside, a few here and there, not a lot. Gu Shengtian smiled brightly and said, "Thanks to the scarf Fubao knitted for me, I'm really warm. Look, it's made of wool!"
A look of showing off.
Xiao Dingkun glanced at Gu Shengtian's scarf, then looked at his own, raised an eyebrow, and smiled: "It's good. But I think mine is warmer."
Gu Shengtian came over to take a look: "Hey, it's quite good. Where did you buy it?"
Before Xiao Dingkun could finish his words, Fubao urged him: "Go faster, or the snow will get heavier."
Gu Shengtian stopped looking and started talking about the snow. There was little snow this year. It was already deep winter, and this was only the second snow of the year.
Fubao took this opportunity to glance at Xiao Dingkun.
Before, she and Xiao Dingkun hadn't revealed their secrets, nothing had been decided, so she certainly couldn't bring it up with Brother Shengtian directly. What if it didn't work out? Now, they'd seen the movie together, made a passionate confession in French, and even met their parents, so it seemed like it was completely confirmed.
After confirming it, I should have told Brother Shengtian, but——
Perhaps, one has to choose a right time to say it. Without saying it, is it appropriate for him to show off the scarf he knitted for Brother Shengtian?
When Xiao Dingkun looked over, he saw that the eyes were clear and moist, with a hint of resentment.
Just at this moment, a snowflake fell on his face, and the cool touch melted on Xiao Dingkun's face.
Although it was such a cold winter day, Xiao Dingkun felt as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face in March.
In this world, there is no other girl's soft glance that is more touching than this one.
——
During the meal, Gu Shengtian talked about the reply letter he received from his parents: "They sent a telegram with a lot of words!"
Telegrams were not cheap those days, and for rural residents, it was a huge expense for my parents to send such a long telegram.
Fubao: "What are you talking about, Brother Shengtian, please tell me now!"
Gu Shengtian beamed with joy: "Mom and Dad said they'll be here soon. Not only them, but our grandparents will be here too!"
Fubao was so overjoyed when he heard this that he almost dropped his chopsticks. "Mom and Dad are coming? Grandpa and Grandma are coming too? That's great, that's great! Not only can I discuss this with them, but I can also take them to the capital to play!"
Gu Shengtian laughed: "That's not all. Guess who else is coming besides my parents and grandparents?"
Fubao almost stamped his feet: "Who wants to come? Brother Shengtian, you are not selling the lawsuit anymore!"
Gu Shengtian: "Our brother Yuejin is coming too!"
This time, not only Fu Bao was surprised, but even Xiao Dingkun was a little surprised: "Yue Jin is coming too?"
Gu Shengtian explained with a chuckle, "Yes, our brother Yuejin participated in a military district martial arts competition and I heard he got a good ranking. This time, he was selected to attend training at the PLA University in the capital. I heard that if he performs well in the training, he may stay and attend the military academy!"
Fu Bao was overjoyed: "Really? Then our brother Yuejin will be a college student in the future? A college student in the military academy will become an officer when he goes out!"
Xiao Dingkun was also a little surprised. His father was also in this system and knew roughly that ordinary soldiers were conscripts and had to retire after serving for a few years. If they were lucky, they would be given a formal job in a professional unit and could eat commercial grain, but most people would just get a temporary job, which was not considered real commercial grain. In the end, some of them would have to go back to transform the earth.
Only a few people in the army can be selected to go to military academy, but it is different after graduating from the military academy. They will be directly assigned a rank and can become officers, which is a different path from ordinary conscripts.
Gu Shengtian said proudly: "It's absolutely true, this is what our parents said in the telegram. They also said that our brother also wrote to us, but we may not have received it yet. It will arrive in a few days. Our parents said that they have packed their things and are preparing to come to see us!"
Fubao's eyes curved with joy: "That's great! I can see our parents, grandparents, and brother!"
It’s okay as for Gu Yuejin, since he’s away from home all year round and he’s used to it, but Fubao really misses his parents, grandparents, so much.
University life in the capital is so different from my hometown that when I think of my parents and grandparents now, it seems like a lifetime ago.
How I wish they would come soon, how I wish I could see them now!
Seeing Fubao's anxiety, Gu Shengtian smiled and said, "Well, you're so anxious. They probably won't leave for a few days, so we have to prepare. Don't be anxious. It's useless to be too anxious."
Fubao refused, "No, no, I have to make time to go to the train station every day! They've never been to the capital before, and they might not know the way here. I have to pick them up!"
Xiao Dingkun and Gu Shengtian were helpless when they saw Fubao's enthusiasm, and advised her, "Yuejin knows what's going on. She's not a child anymore. There's no need to be so anxious."
Fubao thought about it and agreed, but he was still looking forward to it and was so excited that he ate half a bowl more noodles that day.
After dinner, Gu Shengtian was discussing how to bring up the matter with the Yu family, but Xiao Dingkun said, "Don't bring it up yet. Wait until Uncle Gu comes over, then we can discuss it and then bring it up with the Yu family."
Gu Shengtian thought about it and felt that it made sense. If he had mentioned it earlier, the Yu family would have kept asking about it every day. So let them worry about it first!
After dinner, Gu Shengtian and Xiao Dingkun sent Fubao to the school gate and said they wanted to go back. The two of them went back together and took the bus.
Fubao was standing at the school gate holding an umbrella. At this time, there was a light layer of white snow on the ground. She watched the bus disappear at the end of the street.
She felt somewhat lost and wanted to talk to Xiao Dingkun alone. She wanted to hear him mention the words he whispered in her ear in the screening room.
She thought he was the same, but she didn't expect him to leave like this.
Looking up at the sky, the winter sky is vast, and the white snowflakes are falling like crystal ice flakes. I stretch out my hand, a piece of snow falls on my palm, and the coolness comes from my palm.
Fubao sighed lightly, putting aside the disappointment in her heart. Thinking that her parents were about to come to the capital, she had to make preparations first, such as helping them book a guesthouse in advance, researching which tourist attractions in the capital to take them to, and also how to mention the Yu family matter to them so that they would not feel uncomfortable.
Xiao Dingkun stood silently by and just looked at Fubao.
In the falling snow, the little girl had a serene look on her face, and spread out her slender, boneless hands to catch the flying snowflakes.
The snowflakes sparkled in her palms, as crystal clear as pearls.
Xiao Dingkun raised his foot, and stepped forward with his long, slender legs. His shiny black leather shoes stepped on the soft, light snow. He stepped forward, his voice cool but gentle: "Little Fubao."
When Fubao heard the voice, he suddenly looked up.
But she saw snow flying all over the sky like catkins scattered from the vast sky, and in that soft and crystal clear place, a man in a black woolen coat had a gentle smile in his dark and deep eyes, and he just stared at her.
The happiest thing in the world is to look back and see someone looking at you with the most gentle eyes in the world.
So gentle that it seems to be able to embrace everything about you and satisfy all your wishes.
Fu Bao smiled softly, his eyes proud and soft: "Why are you back? Didn't you leave?"
Xiao Dingkun walked closer, raised his hand and held hers. When he looked down, he saw that the snowflake had melted in her palm, making it cool.
He glanced at her: "Are you not afraid of the cold?"
Fubao smiled: "It's not cold."
Xiao Dingkun sighed: "I'm afraid of the cold."
Afraid she would be cold.
As he spoke, he wrapped her delicate little hand around her and put it in his pocket. Then he opened a big umbrella and said, "Come on, I'll walk you back to the dormitory."
Fubao: “Yeah!”
To walk from the west gate of Imperial University of Peking to the dormitory area, you have to pass through the scenic area and walk by the lake. If you walk slowly, it can be a long way.
Fubao's hands were held in the warm palms, and he walked slowly in the snow.
She is not afraid of the cold.
I never feel cold when I walk with him.
It was Xiao Dingkun who broke the silence: "Does the Yu family come over often recently?"
Fubao: "Yesterday, Aunt Yu came over and said she wanted to give me some fish-flavored meatballs that she made herself. I asked for them and shared them with my roommates. They were quite delicious."
Xiao Dingkun: "Have you been busy studying these days?"
Fubao tilted his head and thought for a moment: "I'm busy with my studies. I have to go to bed at 10 o'clock every day and get up at 5 o'clock in the morning."
Xiao Dingkun laughed when he heard this: "What a hardworking little Fubao."
When he said that, Fubao felt happy immediately.
She liked him calling her Xiao Fubao, a name no one else had ever called her, and it was affectionate and doting, as if she were the treasure in his hands.
She thought of what he said to her and couldn't help but deliberately said, "Brother Dingkun, what did you mean by what you said in the screening room that day?"
After she said it, she realized that her voice was so soft that it could melt in the palm of her hand.
Xiao Dingkun raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Did I say anything?"
Fubao was slightly startled, tilted his head to look at him, but saw that he was serious, as if he really didn't know.
She bit her lip and hummed in her heart, was this intentional?
His pronunciation is the same as on that radio show, how could he not know? He's just pretending!
Fubao deliberately said: "Oh, you didn't say anything? Then forget it..."
As soon as she said this, he held her hand with a little more strength.
Fubao stepped on the snow and complained softly, "Why are you pinching my hand?"
Xiao Dingkun lowered his eyes, his dark pupils trembling with an incomprehensible light: "Little liar, are you playing dumb?"
Fu Bao glared at him: "You are the one pretending to be stupid! You are the little liar!"
Looking at the delicate little girl, Xiao Dingkun chuckled softly, "Don't you know what that means?"
Fubao opened his eyes wide, looking bewildered and innocent: "How should I know what you mean? Hey...Brother Dingkun, what are you talking about?"
If you want to play dumb, then play dumb to the end.
Xiao Dingkun stared at her deeply with his dark eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you still pretending to be stupid?"
The slightly hoarse voice seemed to come from the darkness, full of mature masculine charm. It reached Fubao's ears amidst the cool snow, like ice and fire, capable of bringing life to a person or killing him.
Fubao felt as if a huge force was strangling his heart, breathing became difficult, blood rushed up, and his fingertips trembled.
Her mind was in a mess, with only one thought in her mind: Is this what love feels like?
She bit her lip obediently, staring intently at the man in front of her, unable to utter a word.
Just at this moment, Xiao Dingkun bent down slightly.
As he leaned down in his black coat, the raised collar scraped across Fubao's cheek. Before Fubao could react, his thin, cold lips had already landed on her forehead, accompanied by a low, hoarse murmur: "Je t'aime."
She stood there stupidly, her eyes wide open.
Xiao Dingkun's half-closed dark eyes locked onto him, with some strange feelings that Fubao was completely unaware of, and his fiery breath was right in front of him.
Fubao's thin and moist red lips opened slightly, and his moist eyes were misty as he looked at Xiao Dingkun blankly.
Xiao Dingkun: "Did you hear it this time?"
Fubao's mind was blank, her hands and feet were weak, she could only say obediently: "...I heard it."
Xiao Dingkun: "Then tell me, how do you say this in English?"
Fubao said subconsciously: "I love you."
In Chinese, it means I am pleased.
After saying this, my face felt hot and I was so embarrassed that I almost couldn't face myself.
She actually said this to Xiao Dingkun.
Xiao Dingkun's deep eyes were fixed on the little girl in front of him. They were so close, their breaths lingering around each other. At this moment, he felt that he had enough strength to catch her.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "How about in Chinese?"
Fubao took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and resisted: "I don't want to say it!"
Liar, liar, he was just trying to trick her into saying "I love you".
If she hadn't been tricked by him, she would never have been able to say this sentence even in English.
Xiao Dingkun stretched out his two big hands, one in each hand, and held her fist.
Holding her in his palm, imprisoned in his arms, he stared at her with eyes that seemed to be on fire: "Then I will tell you."
Then, he said word by word, "Once you have seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; except for Mount Wu, all other clouds are but mounds. In this life, you are my only one."
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