Chapter 98 Apple
The pixels of Xu Jiaojiao's small phone are very blurry.
Fortunately, Xu Jiqing had very few things, so even with the low-quality picture quality of the landline phone, he could still take in a clear view of the room.
The walls were rough with white putty, there was a narrow wire bed one meter wide with neatly arranged sheets and quilts, and a stack of exercise books on the desk, without any other clutter.
Even in TV dramas, Su Xia had only seen this kind of monotonous and rigid living environment in two scenarios.
Either the army or prison.
The only bright color that could be called decoration was placed on the corner of the table near the bedside. A silver object like a metal sheet was reflecting light. It was not clear, but it still became the most conspicuous signpost, making Su Xia's breath stop.
She was completely stunned.
It was because there was a shriveled and dehydrated apple in the plastic skylight of the prismatic gold-stamped paper box next to it.
She gave it to me before Christmas last year.
The once bright red peel has oxidized into a sauce-colored sauce, and the words "peaceful and safe" can be vaguely seen, with layers of wrinkles on it, just like her heart that was suddenly clenched.
This year, imported fruits are no longer a rarity.
But Xu Jiqing can’t even spend ten yuan on two meals a day in the school cafeteria. Will he buy fruit?
If there is, it probably isn't for himself.
No matter how beautiful the snake apple is, it won’t last long. She gave it to him just because she wanted him to eat it.
But Xu Jiqing seemed to have received a bouquet of flowers.
He has always kept it there, neatly and solemnly.
Even the ribbon on it has never been removed.
Xu Jiaojiao was still chattering nearby, talking about everything from the small rented house to the fitness equipment in the community's open space with half of its pedal missing, to the little fat boy who was occupying the swing and refusing to get down, and who screamed whenever someone mentioned it.
Su Xia listened with half an ear and praised him from time to time.
The other ear was itchy, as if some invisible elf was whispering in her ear.
Every word was in Chinese, yet the sentence they formed was unfamiliar and absurd, causing her chest to beat wildly and her cheeks to suddenly feel hot.
Is there a possibility.
It's just possible...
Although Xu Jiqing didn't say anything, he actually liked her a little bit?
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Many things are not thought about.
Once a small sprout emerges from the ground, it will grow tall with a little water. Many old things that have been concluded will become wrong, and you will taste something different from the discomfort and grievance.
In Xu Jiqing's previous life, his circle included both the old and the new rich. Those elite wives who graduated from prestigious universities had their own auras. Su Xia couldn't get in. The people she often played with were idlers like her.
Young and beautiful, with first-class family backgrounds, many of them used to be models and small-time actors. Marrying into a wealthy family is like landing a fortune. Their daily routine, besides taking care of their children and walking the dog, is figuring out how to spend money.
Some money is spent on pleasure, and some is spent on socializing and making distinguished guests like Mrs. Xu happy.
Ever since Su Xiaojuan passed away, Su Xia has celebrated her birthday extravagantly every year, with a multi-layered gorgeous flower cake as the backdrop, crystal chandeliers shining brightly, and the banquet lasting until late at night.
She was afraid that she would miss her mother.
That year, Su Xia had her birthday and the party was held on a new yacht in the bay. Xu Jiqing flew to London for something and couldn't come back.
When she was indulging in sensual enjoyment, a few of her wealthy lady friends brought a dozen male models onto the boat as mysterious gifts to join in the fun.
From Eastern to Western to mixed-race, it’s obvious that a lot of effort has been put into selecting these people, and the beautiful faces collected from all over the world are dazzling.
All men who dine in brothels will read the expressions of others.
On such occasions, a group of wealthy ladies dressed in jewels surrounded Su Xia and showed their courtesy to her. Even if it wasn't her birthday, they knew who was the most valuable to please.
What’s more, today’s birthday girl is a great beauty. Is there any job that could be more like heaven than this?
In April, the sea water in the evening, having absorbed the heat of the whole day, was still bone-chillingly cold.
In order to cheer Su Xia up, a handsome mixed-race guy took off his shirt on the steps on the first floor of the yacht, did a neat backflip, and jumped into the sea without hesitation.
To be honest, it's quite pleasing to the eyes.
A black-haired mixed-race boy in his early twenties, with honey-colored skin and tight abdominal muscles, tumbled nimbly in the sea water and swam around the yacht several times, as agile as a dolphin seeking a mate.
Occasionally she would look over here, her deep blue eyes seemed to emit electricity, and her smile was sweet and bright.
The news about Xu Jiqing came at this time.
Where?
Just two simple words, even the punctuation marks exude a cold and oppressive feeling.
Su Xia didn't reply.
On the one hand, I feel a little guilty.
On the other hand, many of Xu Jiqing's questions were like those of a human-machine. They would be triggered when the conditions were met, but there would be no one left after he asked a question.
It seemed like no matter what she replied, he didn't care at all.
There was a jazz band playing on the deck, and the atmosphere was lively with singing and dancing.
The handsome boy was flirting with Su Xia at full speed, but she didn't react at all. She looked at him less often than she touched her phone.
Mrs. Lin, who was familiar with her, called out to her, "Xia Xia, why are you so absent-minded when celebrating your birthday?"
"You don't like little foreigners," she looked at the one in the water, then at the large group of people waiting for an opportunity nearby, "Then ignore him and let him have fun on his own. There are plenty of handsome black-eyed Oriental boys out there."
Su Xia shook her head and took a sip of wine.
Before she could say anything, the mixed-race male model had already emerged from the water, grabbing the handrail.
In the sunset, the orange-red color of Palm Bay spreads from the clouds to the sea, sparkling with golden light.
The boy's abdominal muscles were also shining. He had just come out of the sea after swimming two laps. Water was still dripping from the ends of his hair, and he deliberately shook it in front of Su Xia.
"The water's so cold," he smiled, leaning closer, his blue eyes like glass beads, "Would you like to touch it?"
After saying this, what she was touching could not be sea water.
He casually grabbed a bath towel and put it on, which was loose and couldn't cover anything. He stared at Su Xia as she leaned forward.
Su Xia likes to play, but she doesn't like strangers of the opposite sex getting too close to her. No matter how good-looking the other person's face is, she will feel like they are taking advantage of her and feel uncomfortable.
No one expected that Xu Jiqing would come at this time.
The yacht is docked near the shore, and newcomers always have to announce their arrival.
But the man who came was Miss Su's husband, the real owner of the yacht. Even if he walked up directly with bodyguards, no one dared to stop him.
In the place of pleasure where there were chirping birds and singing swallows, a group of men in black silently surrounded the deck, like a big boss leading his men to catch an adulterer.
The melodious jazz music stopped instantly. No one dared to speak anymore, and everyone looked towards the end of the deck.
Perhaps he had just returned from some business occasion. The man was wearing a neatly tailored black suit, with broad shoulders and long legs. He stood in the shadow behind the band against the backlight, with cold and hard lines on his profile.
The air froze for several seconds.
Mrs. Lin, who had prepared this birthday surprise, was the first to react and took the responsibility. "Mr. Xu, it was my idea to invite them to the party. It had nothing to do with Xia Xia..."
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