Volume 1 Chapter 5 Your words sound perfunctory
The next day, the rising sun shone through the curtains onto the wall, opening the curtain of the day.
Both parents needed to go to school to take turns on duty, so Song Xi slept until he woke up naturally.
When she woke up, she found that Shang Fuyan had sent her a message early in the morning.
It was obvious that Song Xi was sleeping so soundly that he didn't hear any noise. He didn't even know when his parents left.
However, there was rice left in the thermos, which showed that the parents cared deeply about their only daughter.
Song Xi hummed a little tune and went to the sink. Looking at herself in the mirror, she grinned. Who isn't a loved baby?
Growing up in such a family atmosphere, Song Xi felt very happy and joyful, which naturally led to her optimistic and humorous personality. Sometimes she would take the initiative to make a joke, but only among acquaintances.
Song Xi also has his own protective color towards strangers, which is being cold, taciturn and indifferent.
Over the years, there were boys who pursued her, but they were all rejected by her disguise.
In fact, Song Xi is a person who has been alone for 22 years and has no experience in love. But when she writes in the novel, she seems like an experienced woman who has seen countless men.
Some fans even asked her whether those intense scenes were a true reflection of her and her boyfriend’s real life?
Does Song Xi dare to respond? Not at all.
This is also the real reason why Song Xi would never dare to reveal his pen name. Who would not have any shame?
After washing up, Song Xi went to the kitchen and made himself a bowl of red bean porridge.
While drinking the porridge, she replied to Shang Fuyan's message and took a photo of the table. The simple bowl of porridge looked a bit shabby.
Not long after, Shang Fuyan called.
Song Xi was stunned for two seconds, and after confirming that it was not a video call, he answered his voice call.
His voice was low and magnetic. "I'm driving, so it's not convenient for me to reply to your message. I hope it won't disturb you if I use voice."
"No, I'm home alone."
"Only porridge for lunch?"
"Well, I just got up and I'm not very hungry." Song Xi immediately put down the spoon and listened to him attentively.
"I'll pass by your neighborhood in half an hour. Let's go out for dinner together?"
Song Xi thought about it and said, "No, I'm really not hungry."
After hearing her refusal, the man asked again: "Then you have to eat dinner, right?"
"Okay, but how about I treat you?" This was what Song Xi thought of in advance.
The other side smiled and agreed, "Okay, I'll pick you up in the afternoon."
After hanging up the phone, Song Xi took the bowl into the kitchen, washed it, put it in the drain basket, then turned around and went back to the bedroom.
She was choosing clothes in the cloakroom. The off-white long skirt paired with the light blue jacket made her look particularly fresh.
Song Xi learned her makeup skills from online tutorials. She always wears light makeup, which makes her look more lively than without makeup.
Her skin is very white and tender, which is entirely due to her excellent genes inherited from Ms. Song.
From childhood to adulthood, Song Xi has always been very beautiful and was even called "the child of other people's family."
Obviously, she could have defeated many people with her looks, but she chose to rely on her talent. It must be said that Song Xi is very outstanding.
A top student, beautiful, smart, good-natured, considerate...these are all her personal labels.
In the entire community, almost half of the people know Song Xi, and usually use her as a role model to motivate their children to make progress.
So much so that when children of the same age in the entire community see Song Xi, they all talk about her glorious history behind her back.
After all, in the college entrance examination that year, he achieved a good result of second place in the province in liberal arts.
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More than ten minutes earlier than the agreed time, Shang Fuyan parked the car at the gate of the community and called Song Xi.
Song Xi answered the phone while going downstairs, "Wait for me for a moment, I'll be there soon."
"Don't be in a hurry, walk slowly." The man reminded gently.
"I've run half marathons before, so this is nothing."
The man listened, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up, "Pretty impressive."
"That's right. I'm good in more than just this aspect."
A slight panting sound came from the other end of the phone into the man's ears, making his throat roll.
Undoubtedly, the man has a good impression of her, but it may be more than that.
A few minutes later, Song Xi sat in the passenger seat and looked into his deep eyes with a smile, "Good afternoon, Professor Shang."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Song."
The conversation between the two was very natural, like old friends who had known each other for many years, without any awkwardness of meeting through a blind date.
Perhaps, this is the meaning of reunion after a long separation.
Shang Fuyan didn't rush to start the car. He stared into Song Xi's eyes and said sincerely, "Very beautiful."
Song Xi smiled and said, "I think so too. I quite like this outfit."
“I’m praising people.”
When Song Xi heard this, her face turned red. When she turned to look out the window, she couldn't help laughing.
"Teacher Song, fasten your seat belts."
The girl said "Oh", and nervously pulled the lock tongue on the right side. She pulled it gently across her chest and buckled it into the buckle lock.
At this time, Shang Fuyan had already started the car engine, and after seeing her sit firmly, he drove forward.
The enclosed space brought the two of them closer together without them realizing it. Song Xi hadn't recovered from his nervousness yet and was unconsciously twiddling his fingers as he sat in his seat.
The man seemed to notice this and raised his hand to turn on the car music.
The classic Cantonese songs and gentle female voices are infinitely magnified at this moment, making people's moods fluctuate.
Song Xi turned to look at the man, "Can you understand Cantonese?"
“I can basically understand it.”
“So, can you speak Cantonese?”
Shang Fuyan turned his head and glanced at her, then opened his thin lips and said, "Tell me about it."
"Can you help me explain the meaning of black pineapple?" Song Xi asked this very seriously.
Just when she thought Shang Fuyan would not answer, his low magnetic voice came into her ears, "I like you."
Song Xi couldn't help but smile, but didn't ask any further questions.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but right after the two finished chatting, the next song they played was Deng Ziqi’s “Like You”.
The melodious melody made Song Xi feel more excited.
Song Xi secretly glanced at the man who was concentrating on driving. He didn't know what he was thinking, nor did he know what type of girl he liked.
After the song ended.
Song Xi took the initiative to speak, "I have a question I want to ask."
"You ask."
"Um..." After hesitating for a while, Song Xi said in one go, "What type of girls do you like, mature women or lolita?"
"Once I have a feeling for her, I won't care what type she is."
"Your words sound perfunctory."
Shang Fuyan turned to look at her, "Why did you ask that just now? Did you want to ask me if I like your type?"
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