Chapter 82 Sakura
The words in the blank space are written stroke by stroke.
It's not particularly pretty, but it's neat and strong, sinking into the thick cardboard:
[Xu Jiqing, congratulations on winning first place in the simulation competition!
Everyone in the class group was talking about how great the Affiliated High School was, but I knew from the beginning that Xu Jiqing was definitely even better.
As long as you want, you can do what everyone thinks is impossible, and you can go to the farthest place. I was happy all night and I am proud of you!
My mom says that even the smallest victories are worth celebrating so that more good luck will come your way.
Actually, I really want to have lunch with you and share it with you at noon, but you said last time that you didn’t want to see me, so I can only put it here secretly. I hope you don’t mind.
Do you like strawberry flavor?
Unfortunately, it was already very late when I got home, and few cake shops were still open. If this doesn’t taste good, please tell me and I will change it for you during the next provincial competition.
You are not allowed to use lighters in school. If you are caught by the teacher, the lighters will be confiscated and reported.
But this candle is very cute. When it is lit, it will produce a fairy-tale colorful flame. Don’t throw it away. I will draw it for you to see first, and then you can go home and light it with Jiaojiao.
I hope the cake is still edible when you see it, and I hope you're not angry.
The weather has been getting warmer recently, and the cherry blossoms in front of the administration building are really beautiful. They are much bigger than the trees in front of Class 4’s gate.
April 12, 11:34 PM
I will always stand by your side, Su Xia]
She wrote a lot.
The words became smaller and smaller, until even the name was forced to squeeze onto the pattern on the other side, connected by an arrow.
Finally, as if suddenly remembering something, he also attached a narrow, long pink sticky note. The words looked like they were hastily written on the wall, like a primary school student rushing to finish homework on the last day of summer vacation:
Two lines on the front:
[ps: I didn’t mean to peek illegally.
...You were lazy and didn't change your password, so blame yourself. 】
There are two more lines on the back:
[pss: You can make a wish, anything is possible!
My horoscope brings good luck to everyone. After you make a wish, tear off the little flame I drew and treat it as if you had blown it out. It might even work better.
The morning light in April is soft.
The spring breeze blew the small piece of paper like a petal, as if it still carried her sweet scent.
All the despair, loss and confusion of the night seemed to be wiped away by the few lines of words in front of me.
Xu Jiqing pursed his thin lips tightly.
He stood there leaning against the wall, his Adam's apple moving several times, and he looked almost embarrassed.
He could imagine the sound of Su Xia writing these words, her lips opening unconsciously, and even the tone of voice when she spoke these words.
She would always come back to him again and again.
It was as if she had never been pushed away by him. Her bright almond-shaped eyes curved and she would smile when she saw him, dragging his heart down a little bit -
He had made up his mind not to covet things that did not belong to him.
But she didn't even need to show up.
Just looking at him from afar, his cold heart was like softened wax, hot and soft, flowing all over his chest, and he was completely defeated.
The cherry blossoms outside the window had begun to fall, but for the first time he looked at them seriously.
Spring seems to have really arrived.
There was no one in the corridor.
Xu Jiqing placed the cake on the windowsill, lowered his head, and carefully inserted those funny candles.
This was the first time in his life that he received a whole cake.
The day is not a birthday and the candle has no real fire.
Those lines drawn with colored pencils were not much more delicate than Xu Jiaojiao's simple children's drawings. They were very funny, but they were much brighter than any flame, burning his heart and making it beat wildly.
Where are the gods in this world?
Even if there is, you will never hear the voice of someone like him.
But because of her presence, Xu Jiqing closed his eyes unskillfully and believed in this ritual for the first time.
He has always been selfish and cold-blooded. The first wish he made in his life was also shameless and not presentable.
Is anything okay?
Xu Jiqing thought meanly.
Then let her not look at anyone with those lovely watery eyes, not smile at others, hold others' hands, or act coquettishly to others.
Don't fall in love with anyone.
Give him some more time.
Wait for him a little longer.
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As April began, the things Su Xia expected happened one after another.
In her previous life, Su Xiaojuan bought a piece of wasteland in the suburbs of the nearby city years ago. It was originally not accessible by bus or subway, and was far from the airport and train station. However, it happened to coincide with the city's strategic adjustment in the spring.
The government suddenly announced that it would build a high-speed rail hub and an international school. The wasteland was transformed into a small satellite city of Jiangcheng. Real estate developers flocked to the area and land prices soared for a quarter.
In this life, she used the God of Wealth to appear in Su Xiaojuan's dreams and coaxed her into becoming the future successor. She was embarrassed that the factory was too small, so she used all her skills in acting like a spoiled child and persuaded Su Xiaojuan to buy land that was three times the size of her previous life.
With so much money spent, the company had a hard time managing cash flow near the end of the year.
Su Xiaojuan was very worried, which made Su Xia feel a little uneasy.
Why is there no movement yet?
...Could it be that she remembered it wrongly?
The choice was between Linshi and Southwest, and it was she who instigated the choice of this piece of land in her previous life.
She was spoiled like that in her previous life. Could it be that she didn't make much money at all? Su Xiaojuan got the listing capital from other channels, but she was trying to coax her...
Su Xia, contrary to her usual behavior, spent several weeks reading the city's financial news while eating breakfast.
Until the sports day this week.
The official document for building the high-speed railway station was issued less than two days ago. Not only was Su Xiaojuan stunned, but even Su Xia was a little confused.
The money came so fast that she couldn't count it anymore.
The original land price of 500,000 soared to a terrifying 30 million in just half a week, taking off straight away.
The money they had invested previously increased by sixty times.
Just relying on this piece of land, Su Xiaojuan's current wealth has surpassed her peak state before the factory accident in her previous life.
Fortunately, Forbes has not yet re-ranked, otherwise Su Xia has no doubt that her mother will definitely be the dark horse in the list of wealthy female businesswomen under the age of 40.
People feel refreshed when happy things happen.
What’s more, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that will save us twenty years of hard work.
Su Xiaojuan now completely regards her daughter as a hero. As soon as she sees her, she wants to grab her and kiss her, and she cherishes her like a baby.
Su Xiaojuan was almost exhausted from being busy during the day. When she returned home at night, she changed her clothes, rolled up her sleeves, and inspected the clothes and shoes that Su Xia had placed in the cloakroom, ready for her to wear to the sports meet to hold up the sign. No matter how she looked at them, she felt that they were not worthy of her.
"You're going to wear this?"
Su Xia stood obediently by the door. She had just finished taking a shower and had a hair dryer cap twisted into sheep horns on her head. Her fair little face was rosy.
She nodded and said, "Miaomiao and I chose it together."
"There are so many loose threads, the waist is too stiff, and the tulle at the back of the skirt is torn."
Su Xiaojuan frowned, lifted the hem and put it down, "What shoes are you wearing? Those unbranded Mary Janes with bows?"
"Everyone in the class next door is dressed like this," Su Xia said, feeling a bit amused. "It's just a small flaw that can't be seen under the sun."
"This store specializes in stage costumes. When I tried them on, the women in the store all said they looked great and asked me to send them photos when the time comes."
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