Chapter 174: Fingers
She is far away from her hometown across the ocean. In the huge city of Boston, apart from the school art troupe, the only person who knows her is probably Xu Jiqing in front of her.
The world is strange and vast, and the air is so free.
No matter where she wanted to go, or who she wanted to do, it seemed as if she would be encouraged and indulged by this wet night rain.
We haven't seen each other for so long, there's no reason to say good night before we've even exchanged a few words.
Liang Zhuoqian said that he had received a new investment, and how much money it would be, would it be enough to be over a million.
Will they be able to return to their country hand in hand, kiss, hug and fall in love openly in the future?
Xu Jiqing's birthday isn't until next month. A guy in his early twenties wouldn't have a refractory period just from kissing. Hadn't he just kissed her fiercely...
Does he still like her?
The rain hit the car window. Xu Jiqing didn't say anything. Su Xia was thinking about all sorts of things.
"...If you're renting with someone now, that's a different matter. I won't cause any trouble for others."
She spoke in a very reasonable tone, but she tucked her chin into his coat, looking so stubborn that no one could drive her away. "But it's raining now."
"I, I didn't bring an umbrella."
Su Xia looked at him and said, "The hotel the art troupe booked is quite remote. They had to swipe their credit card to get to the gate, and it took a long detour through the open air to get to the front desk. I had no choice but to rush in in the rain."
"Tomorrow everyone else will be visiting museums and seeing exhibitions, and I'll be alone with a cold. How pitiful."
The logic I developed in professional courses is no longer useful at all.
In front of Xu Jiqing, she had no formula to follow and no rules to rely on.
Instinctively, just like when she was a teenager, she rubbed against him like a stray cat, darting back and forth under his nose and between his steps, trying to grind out some guilt and love from his heart and bring her home.
But what if Xu Jiqing had an umbrella in the car?
She was still thinking of a plan to cheat when Xu Jiqing reached out and pulled the seat belt over her shoulder and buckled it with a click.
"I don't share the apartment with anyone."
He lowered his eyes, as if he was laughing, or as if he was sighing softly, "I won't let you catch a cold again."
Xu Jiqing didn't ask her about the hotel's location again.
The car started again, and the bright white headlights penetrated the dense rain curtain.
The art troupe flew to Beijing the next afternoon. After the performance at the friendly school, the school reserved a day of free time for them, which was a benefit for them to balance their studies and training.
Su Xia sent a text message to her roommate, saying that she had met a friend and would call back tomorrow night.
The girl just finished a cross-border verbal battle, and won a decisive victory over the overly self-conscious white man. He replied immediately, "It's so hard to see friends overseas. Why are you replying so early?"
[The flight is at 10pm the day after tomorrow. Please come to the airport at 8pm. It's fine as long as we can go back to school together.]
During the evening rush hour, the traffic becomes increasingly congested as you head towards the city center. At the end of your sight, there are dense car lights and a hazy sea of light.
Xu Jiqing's Audi stopped and started frequently, but the force on the brakes was very steady.
Su Xia glanced at him, saw his fingers on the steering wheel, and caught a glimpse of his thin lips, which seemed to still be stained with the lipstick she had applied today.
The glaze is gone, but the color remains.
The colder her face became, the brighter the blush became, causing her fingertips to tremble slightly.
She paused and said, "See you at the airport the day after tomorrow. Please tell the group teacher that I'll treat you to dinner when we get back to school."
The schoolgirl replied with a finger-touching-forehead emoji, very cool, [It’s just a small matter.]
The traffic light turns from green to red.
Xu Jiqing's eyes fell on him quietly, "Who are you talking to?"
It was a novel feeling to be checked in person by him. Su Xia felt as if something was tickling her heart. "She's a junior from the art troupe. She'll be the principal next year."
"What are you talking about?"
"...talking about running into my boyfriend on the street whom I hadn't seen for two years."
It was Xu Jiqing who asked first. She was a little angry and insisted on putting him on the spot. "We haven't seen each other for so long, I've become indifferent to him. I almost forgot what he looked like."
"Originally, we were supposed to go our separate ways after meeting, but he missed me so much that he wouldn't let me go. So I could only... reluctantly agree."
Su Xia was talking excitedly, but Xu Jiqing kept staring at her, which made her feel a little uneasy. She turned her face away and her voice became smaller and smaller.
In the backlight, Xu Jiqing kept his fingertips on his lips for a while before he smiled silently.
"Did you bring your passport?"
Su Xia was confused, "Huh?"
Xu Jiqing stopped talking and only raised his hand and hooked her little finger at the last second before starting again.
As for why he suddenly mentioned the passport, everything was answered after less than half an hour's drive.
Xu Jiqing did not take her home, but went to an old five-star hotel in the city center.
The crystal chandeliers, the gold foil dome that spans a century, the gentle and heavy mahogany wall panels, the dark velvet carpets that are thick and soft, and the footsteps that land on the ground are silent.
Xu Jiqing booked the executive suite on the top floor——
He used his driver's license here as ID, and there was something in the photo compartment of his wallet. It didn't look like a student ID from Massachusetts, but more like a transportation card from Jiangcheng.
Su Xia felt like her brain was almost shutting down.
Then he thought about the two years in high school, and he didn’t have many relaxing memories. He wondered what kind of curse Jiang Cheng had cast on him. He probably wouldn’t be able to use this bus card when he returned to China.
Back to the topic in a moment:
Is this right? She originally just wanted to say a few more words to Xu Jiqing, but what does he mean now...
The suite was built a hundred years ago and the design is old, so it is basically impossible to have a second bedroom.
The bed in the executive suite must be huge, are they going to sleep together?
But they had only held hands and kissed until now, and it had progressed to this point all of a sudden. Wouldn't it seem very unreserved if she just nodded casually like that?
But modesty cannot be eaten. If both parties are willing and there are safety measures in place, there is nothing wrong with adults being a little impulsive.
Today, in order to match her dress beautifully, she wore a not very breathable bra. It was cold in autumn and winter and people sweat less, so it didn't take long for her to get used to the discomfort.
At this moment, the damp and stuffy feeling that was sticking to the skin on my chest came back again.
It doesn’t look good, absolutely not good looking.
She did carry some ordinary clothes in her bag, but they were just whatever she felt comfortable in, just random grabs from her suitcase. Probably not hot or cute.
If I had known earlier, she would have...
"We're here." Xu Jiqing said in a low voice.
The connection between the wood and the mirror of the elevator is very exquisite, with a kind of old-world sophistication. The prompt sound makes a ding, just like in a movie.
"Um?"
Su Xia looked up suddenly and heard him continue, "Do you want to walk by yourself, or should I lead you?"
As if being seen through by those light brown eyes, her ears turned red and her voice became inexplicably soft, "I'll walk by myself."
"I was so tired from performing during the day that I just got distracted."
Xu Jiqing said "hmm", "It's so hard."
But his hands were completely contrary to what he said. He silently held Su Xia's hand that was holding his coat, and without saying anything, he inserted his fingers between their fingers.
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