Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Oolong
After waking up, I realized it was a dream, a small fragment of memories about the third year of junior high school.
The curtains in the bedroom were half-closed, and the last rays of sunset outside the window disappeared on the horizon.
Night falls quietly.
Through the tiny gap in the curtains, Lin Qingxu saw the only remaining blush on the horizon.
He grabbed his phone from the bedside table and curled up to read the message that popped up.
Party A pointed out some dissatisfaction with the details of the commercial draft. Lin Qingxu looked at them one by one and slowly typed a reply.
A few minutes ago, her good friend Ruan Yanyan forwarded her an MBTI test, which was said to have just been updated.
Lin Qingxu finished answering the questions and paid. A green old man appeared on the screen. Lin Qingxu sent a screenshot to Ruan Yanyan.
The mobile phone desktop lock screen shows the time 17:46.
Her train of thought coincided with what Kan Zhao had said a few days ago about an impromptu dinner party. Lin Qingxu subconsciously realized that she seemed to have overslept and Kan Zherui was still in kindergarten.
The moment she hurriedly got out of bed, she realized belatedly that it was the statutory long holiday, and Kan Zherui was taken to his grandmother's house in Yicheng to play for a few days.
*
The living room was lit with warm yellow light.
Kan Zhao leaned on the sofa, his five fingers on the laptop keyboard typing something, words, maybe codes.
Without looking up, he heard footsteps coming from the bedroom door, "Awake?"
"Um."
Lin Qingxu walked to the island counter and poured a glass of water.
"Would you like some water? Or juice or milk? Forget coffee. It seems like you need a rest, not a boost."
"Water?" Kan Zhao replied.
Lin Qingxu took another glass from the cup holder, poured water into it, walked over and placed the glass on the coffee table in front of Kan Zhao.
Hearing the sound, Jin Yuanbao jumped down from the cat tree hole and ran to Lin Qingxu's feet, spinning around.
Lin Qingxu squatted down, picked it up, and walked to sit next to Kan Zhao.
I took the cat toy and played games with Jin Yuanbao.
"When did you come back?"
"An hour or two ago."
"Don't you want to take a break first? You look very tired."
She had woken up several times at night and seen Kan Zhao still working.
"good."
Kan Zhao took the cat toy from Lin Qingxu's hand and threw it on the ground.
Jin Yuanbao immediately pounced on the cat toy, and the cat entertained itself.
The computer was closed and set aside.
Kan Zhao put his arm around Lin Qingxu's waist and gently hugged her, then she sat on his lap.
"Let me hold you for a while." He buried his head in her neck. His face was tired, and his drooping eyelashes cast a shadow.
The warm breath penetrated through her pajamas, and Lin Qingxu felt a slight itch.
"I just dreamed of you." Lin Qingxu sat astride Kan Zhao's legs, put her arms around his neck, and gently circled his hair with her fingers behind his head.
"kindness?"
She wove a beautiful fairy tale, talking to Kan Zherui as if she were saying, "I dreamed that when we were in junior high school, you always wanted to fight monsters and save the earth."
Kan Zhao chuckled.
"Lin Xiaoxiao, are you coaxing the child?"
It was hard to tell when it started, but by the time Lin Qingxu reacted, Kan Zhao had already bitten her lips. Her lips and teeth were sealed, but the tip of his tongue easily pried them open.
The cool frames pressed against her eyelids. Gold-rimmed glasses, no prescription, simply for blue-light protection. They felt cold against her face, bringing a slight shiver.
"Help me take it off." Kan Zhao whispered in her ear in a low, hoarse voice.
Through the lens, his eyes were like deep and boundless pools, and strong desires escaped like gossamer threads, intertwined and entangled, turning into a tightly fitted net, wrapping layer by layer.
As if bewitched, Lin Qingxu did as he was told.
The moment the frame slipped out of his hand, his slightly cold tongue slid into her mouth, greedily absorbing every inch of her breath.
Kan Zhao's breathing became heavier.
He grabbed her hand and hooked it around his neck again.
Lin Qingxu felt a little dizzy from the kiss, but still kissed him back reflexively.
Her lips and teeth felt sore, physiological tears kept flowing out, and her eyes were a little red.
Panting, "I think you should go get some rest."
"You haven't really..." closed your eyes these past few days.
Kan Zhao replied: "Okay, go to sleep."
The rest of her words were fragmented in the lingering kiss. Lin Qingxu couldn't help but lean back, and Kan Zhao held her body with one hand and walked towards the bedroom.
"Click."
Jin Yuanbao's ears pricked up, as he was always sensitive to the sound of metal.
The bedroom door was closed.
*
Not long after the university started, a boy in the same class pursued Lin Qingxu. During military training, he sent her and the entire dormitory milk tea every day as bribes.
At first, Lin Qingxu didn't understand what that person was thinking. Or maybe it was because he didn't have enough experience.
Many people in high school had secret crushes, but few had ever confessed their feelings to Lin Qingxu. As a new college student, you couldn't just assume a guy liked you when he showed him attention. She wasn't Qiao Yang.
They were classmates, so when the boy sent her a friend request through the class group, Lin Qingxu did not refuse. After all, they would meet each other sooner or later.
Give him the note 34-Fan Yao, with the student number in front and the name in the back.
Later, Lin Qingxu felt a little regretful because Fan Yao was so noisy. In addition to sending good morning and good night messages every day, he would also send many photos of his daily life, playing ball, lunch, and even taking a photo of a dog passing by the school.
Out of politeness, Lin Qingxu couldn't just read the message without replying. But socializing with strangers was a very stressful thing, especially when the other party was overly enthusiastic.
Lin Qingxu thought every day about how to answer in a distant and polite manner and let the other party see that she didn't want to continue the conversation.
Later, Fan Yao said that there was a girl in Lin Qingxu's dormitory whom he liked, and the disturbances for many days naturally had an explanation.
Lin Qingxu didn't ask who that person was, and Fan Yao didn't explain. The former thought it was the other party's private matter, and she didn't ask unless he said it clearly. The latter thought the other party understood his feelings, and the misunderstanding was caused by this -
Lin Qingxu thought he needed help from everyone in the dormitory, so so many geniuses were so enthusiastic towards her.
In fact, there is no need to do so. If the girl likes him, Lin Qingxu will naturally help her. If the other party does not like him, she will not interfere.
Being together is a matter between two people, and the intervention of a third party will be an eyesore.
She deleted everything she had typed, then decided to give up. Subconsciously, she didn't really want to initiate conversation with someone she didn't know well.
It would be better to be patient and wait until Fan Yao finds his ideal partner, then maybe he won't bother her all the time. Lin Qingxu thought so.
After receiving polite responses without any emotional value for many days, on the night before the end of military training, Fan Yao finally couldn't help but send an 800-word essay.
Lin Qingxu was about to take a shower in her pajamas when her cell phone rang. She opened the screen and found that someone had sent her a message.
There was a lot of content, and the dialog box extended to several blue screen interfaces. Lin Qingxu swiped a few times. Because she had to go take a shower, she quickly glanced at the beginning and end.
——Fate is really a wonderful thing.
——Anyway, you are really nice.
Then she took another three seconds to glance over the entire article. This was her common reading habit in high school, especially for short English stories.
Lin Qingxu felt that Fan Yao's words were somewhat inexplicable, but thinking that some people were prone to melancholy at night, he replied, "Thank you."
Feeling that this was a bit perfunctory, he added: "I think you are a nice person."
She thought the other party would at least say "thank you" to her, but when she finished taking a shower and returned to the dormitory, no message popped up.
"Fan Yao said he was heartbroken." He Jia, who was drinking milk tea, said while looking at his phone.
"Fan Yao also told me."
"Plus one."
The other two roommates, Youyou and Zhan Han, agreed.
"So fast?" Lin Qingxu took off the hair dryer cap and wiped his hair with a clean towel.
He failed before he even put in any effort.
He Jia's expression was a little subtle, and she even forgot to chew the pearls in her mouth.
Youyou blinked twice, "Qingxu, you don't know?"
"Should I know?"
Fan Yao didn't tell her.
Lin Qingxu suddenly understood, "No wonder he suddenly sent me a long essay, it turns out he was heartbroken."
"Huh?" the other three said in unison.
Lin Qingxu complained to them about how annoying Fan Yao had been these past few days, and how she didn't need his petty favors. She also believed that if you like someone, you should pursue them yourself. She hadn't seen Fan Yao put his pursuit of her roommate into action, so it was no wonder he was rejected in the end.
Well, Lin Qingxu admitted that it was not good to say bad things about people behind their backs.
He Jia was stunned when she heard this. "Can you show me that composition?"
The two people in the distance also came over to watch.
…
"Oh my god, what's with your extraordinary insensitivity?" He Jia sighed. Hearing Lin Qingxu's serious words, she really thought there was something wrong with Fan Yao's words.
"ah?"
"Do you know that he likes you?" Zhan Han said, holding his glasses.
Lin Qingxu shook her head, "Didn't he say he liked the people in our dormitory..." She paused.
It doesn't seem to say who it is.
"But he didn't say he liked me."
"No? Then why do you think he chats with you every day?" He Jia said.
"He wants to increase my favorability and wants me to assist him."
"...You're being stubborn. Now look at this." He Jia pointed at the short essay on the screen. "Isn't it obvious enough?"
Lin Qingxu read the sentence and was puzzled. "How is it obvious? It's a very ordinary sentence."
"This sentence is a very popular line from a pure love movie in high school. Almost every couple knows it..." Youyou pointed to one part of the screen.
She paused and looked at Lin Qingxu with some suspicion: "Qingxu, have you never been in love before?"
Lin Qingxu shook his head.
He Jia asked: "Is there no one pursuing you?"
"There was one."
"And then?" the three asked in unison.
Lin Qingxu thought of the man who had been a little lonely after being rejected by her a month or two ago. She tossed the word "hate" around but didn't say it out loud. "I don't like him."
"Well, you've received love letters before, right? This sentence is usually used in love letters."
“No.” I haven’t seen any.
He Jia looked at Lin Qingxu carefully. The undried water droplets dripped onto her shoulders, making her look even whiter under the white fluorescent lights in the dormitory.
The phrase "water lilies emerging from clear water" is not enough to describe it.
No one is chasing her? Could it be that all the girls in Lin Qingxu High School are celestial beings?
“That shouldn’t be the case…”
"Our high school is quite strict in checking premature love. We often have teachers on duty checking the school surveillance and going to the woods at night to look for young couples," Lin Qingxu explained.
"Everyone in high school is like this..."
*
There are 7 high schools in Yicheng, and the Nanhua Affiliated High School where Lin Qingxu is located is also one of the high schools in the city with the highest admission score.
Nanhua High School has been established for decades, but its school spirit is not very old-fashioned.
Apart from some rules and regulations that every school has, such as abiding by the law, being honest and friendly... Nanhua does not have any requirements in other aspects.
Boys and girls can wear their hair in any length and style they want, as long as they don't dye it messy. We also regularly hold activities, competitions, and performances to help students relax.
However, some issues are dealt with more strictly than other schools, such as premature love. If a man or woman is caught being intimate on or off campus, the student will receive a verbal warning at the very least, or be punished with a notification to the parents at the most serious level.
Lin Qingxu's high school life was like most people's.
I have three or four good friends. Every day, I go to school before dawn and leave school late at night. From time to time, I have to go home and recite the text because I have to recite it the next day.
Sleep later than a dog, wake up earlier than a chicken, and then listen to the soul-stirring chicken soup from the head teacher, which tells the story of a free and beautiful college life.
——The truth is that life in college is not easy either.
The author has something to say:
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It’s not that Qing Xu Baobao didn’t receive the love letters, but that those love letters were secretly hidden and thrown away by someone.
Kan Zhao: I know this is wrong, and I admit I was wrong. But I won't do it again next time. [roll eyes][roll eyes][roll eyes]
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