Episode 386: Activities Together
The affair between Song Yi and Fu Xijing is no longer a secret in the school. After all, Fu Xijing and Song Yi have appeared in front of the media together before, so it has been completely public.
But colleagues at school have rarely seen the two of them together in private - Fu Xijing has rarely come to the school to work this semester.
Seeing it with your own eyes is different from watching photos and videos in the news.
Song Yi felt the inquiry and curiosity in the eyes of several colleagues, as well as the excitement they were trying hard to hide. People are all gossipy, and he could understand their feelings.
"Teacher Song, Mr. Fu, you guys are coming to dinner too." One of the colleagues took the initiative to greet them and added, "Mr. Fu is here to pick up Teacher Song from get off work, right? We have such a good relationship."
These words touched Fu Xijing's heart. He immediately smiled and said, "Thank you. I will invite all the colleagues in the teaching and research group to have dinner together some other day."
The two chatted with their colleagues for a few words and then left. Song Yi asked the waiter for a booth by the window and sat down with Fu Xijing.
It was Song Yi who ordered the dishes.
She had a pretty good idea of Fu Xijing's taste, so she ordered a few of his favorite dishes, including black tiger prawns.
With the recent change of seasons, her appetite hasn't been very good, so she didn't order much.
After the dishes were served, Fu Xijing looked at the dishes on the table and searched for a long time but only found a plate of shrimps and a plate of fish balls.
He frowned: "Why so plain?"
Song Yi: "My appetite has been poor recently and I can't eat too much meat. Do you want to eat?"
Fu Xijing: "I brought you out to eat because you had a poor appetite."
The two of them had dinner together every day, and Fu Xijing could tell that Song Yi had a poor appetite. Her aunt cooked different dishes every day, and dinner consisted of at least two meat dishes, three vegetable dishes, and a soup. However, Song Yi had been eating very little these days, not even much meat. He thought she was tired of her aunt's cooking.
Song Yi: "Did you figure it out?"
Fu Xijing saw that she was a little surprised and laughed: "We eat together every day, if you can't even see this, I must be blind."
"I thought you weren't used to Auntie's cooking," he said.
Song Yi shook his head and said, "No, Auntie's cooking skills are quite good. Maybe I've been under a lot of pressure recently."
Fu Xijing hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Is it because of the job title evaluation?"
Song Yi said "hmm", picked up the cup and took a sip of water.
Fu Xijing: "Do your best and leave the rest to fate."
Song Yi: "That's true, but after preparing for so long, it would still be disappointing if I didn't pass."
Fu Xijing: "You will pass."
Song Yi: "But I also have to be prepared for failure, just in case..."
"No, you will definitely pass. There is only one result." Fu Xijing interrupted Song Yi, "Don't think about those bad results."
Song Yi was helpless: "We must be mentally prepared in advance."
"The sky won't fall. Even if it does, you don't need to be mentally prepared. I'll hold it up for you." Fu Xijing said seriously, looking into her eyes: "Now that you have me, change your way of thinking. You don't need to always prepare for the worst."
"You can do anything if you put your mind to it."
Song Yi was silent for a long time after hearing Fu Xijing's words.
She has always known that her way of thinking and doing things is very different from Fu Xijing's. Apart from the innate personality differences, it is more due to the acquired environment. She has lived too cautiously since she was a child and is used to making the worst plans for everything.
Lowering your expectations so you don't feel too bad when you're disappointed is a way of protecting yourself.
Because she knew she had no way out.
Over the years, it has become a habit ingrained in our bones.
Even though she now has someone to back her up and a way out, she still subconsciously thinks this way.
She has been preparing for the professional title evaluation for two semesters. The director has said that she will definitely have no problem. Colleagues in the teaching and research group who have a good relationship with her have started to call her "Professor Song", but she herself is not so relaxed.
It’s true that I have expectations, but I still subconsciously remind myself to be prepared for failure.
"Well, you're right." Song Yi thought carefully for a moment, sighed, and said to Fu Xijing, "I always imagine the outcome of things to be disastrous. This is not good."
"It's not bad, it's your way of protecting yourself." Fu Xijing picked up the kettle and poured her some water. "Aunt Song and I talked about this before, and she felt quite guilty."
"It's different now than it was before. You have your father, your brother, the rest of the Jiang family, and me. Even if something bad happens to you, someone will stand up and help you sort it out. You don't have to take all the pressure on yourself. There are plenty of ways out, right?"
Fu Xijing patiently coaxed him: "Let's take a step back. Even if you fail the professional title evaluation this year, what's the problem? You won't lose your job, and you can still attend classes. It's just that your salary will be reduced by a thousand or two. How will it affect you?"
Song Yi had never thought about it from this perspective.
After Fu Xijing said this, it seemed... that it was not such a disaster.
"You're right." Song Yi took a deep breath and looked at him seriously: "Thank you."
Fu Xijing pinched her face and asked, "Who is so polite to their future husband?"
Song Yi blushed a little at his address, "What future husband? I didn't agree to marry you."
Fu Xijing: "It's only a matter of time."
Song Yi was speechless at his matter-of-fact tone: "Where do you get your confidence from?"
Fu Xijing: "Be envious, learn from them."
Song Yi: “…”
"Okay, let's eat." Fu Xijing picked up a spoon, scooped up two shrimps, and put them on the plate in front of Song Yi.
After the conversation with Fu Xijing just now, Song Yi felt much more relaxed and his appetite was much better than in the past few days.
She hadn't eaten hotpot for a while, and she felt a little full after Fu Xijing kept feeding her this dinner.
After returning home and taking a shower, Song Yi began to tidy up the living room to speed up his digestion.
Fu Xijing came out of the bathroom and saw Song Yi tidying up the sofa, so he came up and pulled her, "It's almost ten o'clock, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Song Yi: "I ate too much at night. Move around to help digestion."
Fu Xijing grabbed her hand, interlocked their fingers, and stared at her intently.
He first met her eyes, then slowly lowered his gaze to rest on her lips.
As soon as Song Yi saw his familiar eyes, he guessed what he was thinking. His heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously tried to break free from him.
Fu Xijing didn't give her the chance. He pulled her forward and held her in his arms.
He lowered his head and touched her ear. "I ate too much, want to move around together?"
Song Yi was not as thick-skinned as him. His face turned red and his neck became thick after being teased by him. He uttered three words: "You stinky hooligan."
Fu Xijing liked to see her like this the most, as it seemed like encouragement to him.
He was so itchy that he picked the person up.
Song Yi subconsciously put her arms around his neck, but before she could say anything, he had already strode into the bedroom.
As soon as the door closed, the two rolled onto the bed.
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