Wall Street
Jian Jianan was indeed very interested in the group of people wearing company uniforms, but it was not entirely an excuse to escape from Shan Jiqing.
She found Brother Huang and asked him, "Brother Huang, do you recognize those people in the corner just now? I see they're all wearing company uniforms. Could they be people who work nearby?"
Brother Huang looked in the direction Jian Jianan pointed and immediately understood what she was talking about. He then turned back to Jian Jianan and said, "Oh, those people, yes, they're the ones who work nearby. You know, this club is pretty close to Wall Street. Sometimes people from there come to the club for a drink after get off work. We didn't book the whole place today, so the club is open to the public."
Jian Jianan finally understood. If that was the case, then she knew. Jian Jianan had heard of the name of Wall Street before coming to the United States. Now, seeing this group of people and some staff, she felt curious and anxious.
She was curious. "By the way, Brother Huang, do you know what the process is like working at a Wall Street company? If I, a college student, wanted to intern there and get some exposure, do you think it's possible?"
Brother Huang glanced at Jian Jianan and said uncertainly, "As for the others, I don't think it's likely. Or maybe those companies aren't accessible to just anyone. Besides, most of them are white, and people of color are very rare. If it's you, I wouldn't dare to say anything for sure. I always feel that if you want to do this, even if others stop you at first, you'll still find another way."
Jian Jianan chuckled and generously accepted what Brother Huang said as a compliment.
Both of them are outgoing and lively, and they don't have any concerns before doing anything. Since Jian Jianan wants to contact him and Brother Huang is free now, the two of them discussed it and immediately walked towards the group of people who had just come to the club to relax after get off work, holding their glasses of wine.
The two people greeted each other first, and the group of people looked at Jian Jianan and the other person coming over and also greeted them politely.
Huang felt that as an elder, he had the responsibility to introduce Jian Jianan. He enthusiastically said to those people, "The lady next to me is a top student from NYU, studying in the business school."
Jian Jianan said at the right moment, "Yes, I've been interested in this field since I was a child, and I really want to make a name for myself in the financial industry in the future. I've heard there's a saying that goes like this: People on Wall Street control 80% of the world's wealth. Is that the case with you, too?"
No one dislikes compliments, and after hearing these nice words, the group of people on the opposite side naturally burst into laughter.
The leading man laughed heartily and said, "Although that's a bit of an exaggeration, based on my many years of experience working on Wall Street, it makes a lot of sense. I'm not boasting, but Wall Street is the world's financial and wealth center. There's no doubt about that."
After chatting with them about this topic for a while, Jian Jianan finally asked the question he wanted to know the answer to the most: "As an undergraduate student, if I want to do an internship, what is the process? Do I need an internal recommendation, or will they come to the school for the recruitment?"
There were about seven or eight people on the opposite side, all white men. Jian Jianan could clearly see from their ID cards that they all worked for a company called "Morgan Stanley". They didn't take off their ID cards even after work. How proud were they that they worked for this company?
After hearing what Jian Jianan said, the group of people opposite looked at each other and exchanged a look that was difficult to describe. Jian Jianan always felt that there was not much kindness in this look.
Then, while the others continued to drink, the leading man who was talking to Jian Jianan said calmly, "You want to go in?"
"But we never recruit Chinese people."
"No Chinese person has ever managed to squeeze in, no matter how hard they try."
Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, there are indeed not many Chinese people working on Wall Street. In this industry dominated by white people, especially white men, people of color are already discriminated against enough, not to mention the yellow people who are at the bottom of the contempt chain.
After he finished speaking, he raised his cup and gestured to Jian Jianan from a distance. A group of people stood shoulder to shoulder behind him, and all eight of them looked at Jian Jianan with an expression of watching the fun.
Jian Jianan was not angry, and said word by word: "That's not necessarily true."
"I believe your company has its own considerations. If I really meet the recruitment requirements, why can't I get in?"
"Or is there some unspoken rule on Wall Street that I'm not aware of?"
Just like that, after Jian Jianan said this, he left with Brother Huang tacitly.
On the way back, Brother Huang caught a glimpse of Jian Jianan's expression. Seeing that she had no expression on her face, he didn't know whether she was angry or not, so he wanted to comfort her and said, "Hey, Nannan, you must not be angry because of these people. Although you have only been here for a few months, you must know how serious the discrimination here is. When I first came here, I was discriminated against every two or three steps. If you weren't thick-skinned and had a stronger psychological endurance, I would have covered my face and left every time. You just have to get used to it."
Jian Jianan felt the kindness of Brother Huang's comfort. She was a little amused and defended herself: "No, no, no, Brother Huang, I'm not sad. You also said that I have been here for a while. How could I not know the personalities of these people? It would be strange if they didn't show any contempt for me after a good conversation!"
Jian Jianan said slowly: "I was just thinking about other things."
Huang asked in surprise, "What? You haven't given up on the idea of going in yet? But didn't that group just say they never hire Chinese people? Even if I haven't been in there and encountered them, I know this is true. After all, I've never seen an industry in the United States with more Chinese people than Chinese people."
After a moment's thought, he immediately denied it: "Oh, no, there are still a few industries where Chinese people are predominant, such as laundries and restaurants, but those are low-skilled jobs. The majority of these low-level positions are filled by hardworking Chinese people."
Jian Jianan disagreed: "That's not what he said. He said his company never recruits Chinese people, but does that mean there are no Chinese people in financial companies on Wall Street? I don't think so."
Jian Jianan recalled, "Brother Huang, when Ye Qingqing and I were experiencing racial discrimination on campus, you gave us a lot of advice. But at the time, you weren't optimistic about our future, saying that this kind of discrimination against Chinese people on campus had happened many times before, but the students hadn't taken any effective action to resist and could only accept it. But later, Ye Qingqing and I were really at our wit's end, so we came up with other ways to write a complaint and submit it to the school. With a little trickery, we got Clint expelled."
Jian Jianan learned a lesson from this incident, which is that it is not okay to jump to conclusions about something before you have tried it.
If you don't try it, how do you know it can't be done?
They say Wall Street doesn't hire Chinese people. This is likely because the firms they work for rarely see Chinese people, and this, coupled with deep-seated discrimination, leads to such a statement. But is Morgan Stanley the only firm on Wall Street engaged in finance? Are we not present at other firms? I don't think so.
Jian Jianan smiled confidently at this point. "If you have talent, others will still be willing to give you some respect. I've learned about the deeds of several scientists in the United States in textbooks before. They came to the United States during the war-torn era. At that time, the conditions in our country were even worse than they are now, and their status was even lower. However, they still stayed in the United States and tenaciously made a career. This already proves a fact: talented people can succeed anywhere."
"Although the current situation is unfavorable to us, and the easing of Sino-US relations has only been going on for a few years, they still look down on us, thinking we are only capable of the hardest, most tiring, low-level jobs. High-end industries that require technology don't need us at all, and we don't have the skills to do them. But the more they think this way, the more I want to break their prejudice. I'm determined to do everything to the best of my ability, and then find a way to get into their company. When that happens, I will definitely go up to them, glass in hand, and greet them as they stare at me in amazement, just like I am doing now."
Of course, this is not something that can be accomplished just by talking about it. If Jian Jianan only expresses his ambitions in private without taking any practical action, he will never be able to enter these financial companies in his life.
She could only try harder and harder, find out the conditions for getting in, and try every possible way to study there for a while.
Brother Huang was originally trying to comfort the little girl, but he was caught off guard by her long speech. His first reaction was to give Jian Jianan a thumbs up: "You have ambition, little girl!"
It’s better to be young. Unlike old-fashioned people like me, we have been worn down by reality and have no ambition at all. Listen to what Jian Jianan said, he is so ambitious.
"If someone else said this, I, Huang, would definitely think they were just bragging and unrealistic. But since you said this, I, Huang, think it's very possible! Come on, I'm looking forward to the day you get your internship!"
Jian Jianan nodded, clinked glasses with Brother Huang, and left. "Okay, I won't let Brother Huang down. That's it, I see my friend waving at me, I'll leave for a while."
After saying goodbye to Huang Zhen, Jian Jianan lifted her skirt and walked towards Shan Jiqing and Ye Qingqing.
As they got closer, Shan Jiqing became clearer and clearer in Jian Jianan's eyes. She then remembered what she and Shan Jiqing were doing before meeting the group of people from Wall Street.
Two people were dancing and were originally looking at each other, but as they danced to the melodious music of the waltz, they didn't know what they thought of and looked away.
Jian Jianan had a strange desire to win in his heart. Although both of them had inexplicably turned their eyes away, in the next second, Jian Jianan forced himself to turn his head back and wanted to look directly at Shan Jiqing, as if the two of them were playing a game called "whoever turns their eyes first loses."
Unexpectedly, this time the person who refused to look her in the eye was Shan Jiqing.
Um?
So strange.
Moreover, Shan Jiqing not only refused to meet Jian Jianan's eyes, she also deliberately raised her gaze and looked straight at the top of Jian Jianan's head. After her Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, she cleared her throat, as if she had finally made up her mind and wanted to say something.
Jian Jianan suddenly had an intuition that what Shan Jiqing wanted to say must be very important, and it would also have a certain impact on the shaky relationship between the two people, which was now maintained only by tacit understanding.
So, when Jian Jianan saw the group of people coming from Wall Street, his eyes lit up. This was a godsend opportunity!
He immediately used this as an excuse to say goodbye to Shan Jiqing and left.
Now that I have finished chatting with the people from Wall Street and am about to return to Shan Jiqing, all the previous experiences come to my mind again.
Jian Jianan inexplicably felt a little shy, and a trace of heat rose to his cheeks.
"Hmm..." She hasn't figured out how to face Shan Jiqing with such an attitude!
"Let's go. It's getting late. I'll take you home." Shan Jiqing had his suit jacket hanging in his arm. He looked polite, as if the scene on the dance floor fifteen minutes ago had never happened.
For no reason, Jian Jianan felt an inexplicable indignation in his heart. "Dan Jiqing, what's wrong with you? Are you playing any tricks on me?"
I'm overthinking this and still don't know how to face you, but you've already returned to the way we used to be. What's going on?!
If this question was really asked to Shan Jiqing, he would definitely cry out that he was innocent. His original intention was to prevent Jian Jianan from feeling so much pressure. Since the words were not really said, he would return to the original way of getting along and make Jian Jianan feel familiar. Isn't that good?
Just like that, Jian Jianan and Shan Jiqing, each with their own thoughts and unaware that they had caused a big misunderstanding, walked out of the club in silence.
Only Ye Qingqing, who didn't know how to read the expressions and couldn't understand the current atmosphere, was complaining about the group of arrogant visitors from Wall Street.
"...Nannan, don't let their words offend you! They're just a bunch of chauvinistic white pigs! They can turn the smallest things into something racially charged!"
Ye Qingqing was extremely angry. All the discrimination she had suffered since she came to the United States came to her mind. Her anger finally reached its peak.
Although Ye Qingqing has been telling herself in her heart that it is wrong for them to be prejudiced, as long as she is doing the right thing, keeps moving forward, and ignores them, then sooner or later, they will pay the price for their prejudice!
But how could I not care at all?
Ye Qingqing was, after all, just a little girl in her twenties who left her hometown to study. Her mental endurance was not that strong, not to mention that she was in a foreign country, and a little thing could greatly affect her mood!
Jian Jianan looked up blankly, only then realizing that Ye Qingqing was trying to comfort him. He hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay. Actually, I don't care what they said. I was just thinking about other things."
She raised her arms and bent them to show Ye Qingqing her muscles, revealing her beautiful arm lines. "Look, I'm not someone who's easy to bully. I didn't even resist their bullying. They're not the supervisor, nor are they in charge of recruitment. Just because they say they don't hire Chinese people, does that mean I really can't get in?"
"I've known one thing since I was little: if I set my mind to something and give it my all, and try my best to do my best, then I'll succeed."
Jian Jianan's tone was light, as if she didn't think her words were earth-shattering at all, but her tone was so sure that it was convincing at first glance.
If someone had said this to Ye Qingqing in the past, she would have definitely suspected that person had a problem with his brain. How could he be so disrespectful to an uncertain fate?
But when Jian Jianan said this, Ye Qingqing had no problem at all. She felt from the bottom of her heart that Jian Jianan could definitely do it!
This feeling reached its peak when Ye Qingqing looked at Jian Jianan's eyes full of energy.
"Yeah, of course I believe in you, Nan Nan..."
Before Ye Qingqing could finish her words, Shan Jiqing suddenly turned around and looked at Jian Jianan intently, saying firmly, "Of course, you can do it! I've known this since the first time I saw you when I was a child, so whatever you want to do, just go for it. You'll always succeed!"
Jian Jianan was stunned. She was very happy to receive the kindness of her two friends. She nodded and thanked them for their kindness. At the same time, she said to herself, "Yes, I will."
Apart from this little incident, they had a very pleasant evening without any other troubles.
Ye Qingqing originally wanted to go back to the school dormitory to sleep, but Jian Jianan felt that it was too late today, and it would not be safe for Ye Qingqing to take the subway back to NYU without anyone by her side. What if she was walking alone at night and was robbed?
Therefore, Jian Jianan strongly invited Ye Qingqing to stay at her apartment for a night. She said generously, "Don't worry! When I bought my apartment, it had a lot of rooms, four in total! I originally planned to live in one, and my family would rent one when they asked me to come visit. The other two would be used as guest rooms. Shan Jiqing is currently staying in one of the guest rooms, and there's a spare room! You can rest assured and stay there. The sheets were all changed during the big cleaning last month. I guarantee there won't be a speck of dust. You don't have to worry about hygiene!"
Ye Qingqing couldn't count how much care she had received from Jian Jianan since she met her. Every time, she would sigh and wonder how she could have met Jian Jianan in the United States, a place thousands of miles away from home.
She said with emotion: "Well, in that case, I won't refuse. Thank you so much, Nan Nan!" She didn't know how to repay Jian Jianan. She decided that Jian Jianan had no worries about food and drink, but she definitely lacked a caring person. She must get up early tomorrow morning to clean her house and do some housework within her ability to make her house clean!
With this thought in mind, Ye Qingqing quickly fell asleep on the soft bed in Jian Jianan's apartment. Perhaps it was the desire to repay Jian Jianan that drove her. Even though there was no alarm clock ringing the next morning, Ye Qingqing still got up on time at six o'clock.
She got up with sleepy eyes and rinsed her mouth as if she was sleepwalking. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she kept thinking, I got up so early, I must be the first person to get up in the family!
After she rinses her mouth and washes her face, she will go to clean the house. When Jian Jianan wakes up, she will see a brand new house. She wants to take a look. Wouldn’t this please her?
Who else?
Ye Qingqing opened the door of the room with such ambition, but the first thing she saw was not the empty living room, but Shan Jiqing who was cleaning the living room wearing an apron and sleeves.
Shan Jiqing came into view fully equipped, with sleeves to prevent dust from sticking to his sleeves, an apron to prevent stains from splashing onto his clothes, and shoe covers to prevent his shoes from dirtying the floor. This level of proficiency would be unimaginable if he didn't do cleaning work regularly.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Shan Jiqing looked over indifferently. When he saw that the person coming was Ye Qingqing, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head again.
"Good morning." Even though he was disappointed, he still said hello.
Ye Qingqing: "..."
What are you so disappointed about? Do you want Jian Nan to get up early and see you cleaning so that she can praise you?
Shan Jiqing did think so. Although he was disappointed that it wasn't Jian Jianan who opened the door, as a good friend who was invited by Jian Jianan to stay overnight, Shan Jiqing considered himself the host and had to show hospitality to his guests. So he said to Ye Qingqing, "Please sit at the table for a while. I've already steamed breakfast and it will be served in a few minutes."
Ye answered softly and hesitantly, saying "oh oh oh" a few times, and then subconsciously followed his words and acted accordingly.
Without Jian Jianan as a spice, the two of them were already quiet, and Ye Qingqing found the situation quite awkward, so she racked her brains to find a topic to talk about.
"By the way... Shan Jiqing, why are you up so early today? Did you have trouble sleeping last night, or are you just used to it?"
And you get up so early, not to study or work, but just to clean?
Shan Jiqing smiled complacently when he heard this: "I'm used to it. When I was in China, I went to bed early and got up early, maintaining a good rest and sleep schedule."
Besides this, Shan Jiqing casually mentioned, "Although I already gave Nannan's apartment a thorough cleaning last week, Christmas is next week, and it's always a good time to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new before the holidays, so I gave her another deep clean today."
If the two of them weren't so familiar with each other, Ye Qingqing would have wanted to applaud him. Listen, listen, listen! Shan Jiqing's words were so virtuous!
Even though he had a good sleep and rest routine, he didn't go to study after getting up so early in the morning. I heard she was a top student at some university? He just focused on doing housework in Jian Jianan's apartment. He even made breakfast early and kept it simmering in the pot, waiting for Jian Jianan to get up and have a bowl of sweet wine Liao Zao at the perfect temperature. He was really thoughtful!
But when Ye Qingqing heard Shan Jiqing's last words, why did she feel like she was showing off?
Ye Qingqing fell into deep thought. Facing such a Shan Jiqing, what response should she give?
Did he nod calmly to show that he understood? Or did he praise her lavishly: Oh, you did a great job, you are so thoughtful, and you are so considerate of Jian Jianan, it’s a match made in heaven!
Three minutes later, Ye Qingqing said nothing, nodded to indicate that she understood, then she got up leisurely and went to the kitchen to get her breakfast.
Hey, let these two people solve the problem between themselves, why should she get involved?
Shan Jiqing didn't get angry when he saw that no one responded to him. The most important thing was Jian Jianan's reaction. This Ye Qingqing was not familiar with him at all, so her answer was not very important to him.
As expected, after getting up, Jian Jianan saw the house that had been cleaned freshly, with the sofa and coffee table tidy. The textbooks she had thrown on the coffee table the night before were stacked together by Shan Jiqing and placed in the upper left corner of the coffee table. All the sundries were also classified and placed in their proper places. Not to mention the aroma of food in the kitchen, Jian Jianan's stomach immediately started to rumble.
"Wow, what delicious food are you making today?" Jian Jianan asked in surprise. "I can already smell the fragrance from inside the room. I didn't wake up naturally today. I was woken up by the aroma of the delicious food you made, Xiaoqing!"
Jian Jianan could only admire Shan Jiqing's cooking skills. Shan Jiqing smiled and replied, "Today we're having sweet wine, egg fermented glutinous rice, and steamed buns. I bought the flour this morning at China Street. I bought the first batch right after the opening. The boss said today's flour is imported from their hometown in Shandong. The buns steamed with the flour from her hometown are chewy, soft and delicious. They're absolutely delicious!"
Jian Jianan believed that if Shan Jiqing said something was delicious, then it must be delicious.
Sure enough, the hot white steamed buns were converted into malt sugar with the help of saliva when eaten, and they were extremely sweet.
For a moment, Jian Jianan forgot to talk to the two people in front of him and just focused on eating.
Shan Jiqing had no intention of talking to Jian Jianan. He leaned his elbows on the dining table, lowered his head slightly, and stared at Jian Jianan with a smile. He would also hand her a cup of tea at the right time when her mouth was rumbling. He was simply a yes-man in Jian Jianan's stomach. He even knew when she accidentally choked on a steamed bun!
Although Ye Qingqing had finished breakfast a long time ago, she was now curious about the strange scene of these two people getting along with each other, and kept watching them.
This is all Ye Qingqing's memory of what happened before Christmas. After the dance, Ye Qingqing and Jian Jianan plunged into their intense review life.
The arrival of the Christmas holiday often heralds the arrival of final exams.
Although they were only exchange students, their test scores at NYU didn't represent their actual grades for the academic year and wouldn't be recorded in their personal files, but who wouldn't want to get high scores? At least Jian Jianan and Ye Qingqing were studying very hard.
The two of them gradually became familiar with each other and formed the best study partners. Not only that, they also shared their knowledge with classmates. As the review progressed gradually, both of them felt that the final exam would not be a big problem for them.
After that night, Shan Jiqing and Jian Jianan rarely communicated with each other.
Jian Jianan had a ready-made excuse in front of her. She said that she needed to review in order to get good grades in the final exam and not be looked down upon by the racists in her grade. So she stayed at home and did not go out.
Shan Jiqing knew exactly what Jian Jianan was thinking, but he had no intention of provoking her. Instead, he readily agreed and followed her lead, saying, "I have my own experiments to work on. I'm staying in the dormitory all this time, and it's close to the lab, so I won't bother you."
Upon hearing this, Jian Jianan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied, "Okay, okay, then let's make it a deal."
In fact, Jian Jianan didn't know how to deal with the relationship between the two of them. Ever since she came back from the opera last weekend, she had been vaguely aware of Shan Jiqing's feelings for her.
But Jian Jianan never had such thoughts in the last season!
You could say she was slow to react or that she was born without this talent, but in the eyes of 20-year-old Jianan, she had a lot of things to do, and there were many things in the world that could attract her attention. She also knew clearly what she wanted to do, but responding to someone's love was not one of these things.
Jian Jianan thought carefully, Shan Jiqing, when did he start to have such thoughts about him?
Why haven’t I noticed it before?
No, actually, if you think about it carefully, there were already clues.
Ever since Shan Jiqing and Jian Jianan first met in elementary school, Jian Jianan noticed that he was particularly clingy to her and wanted to be with her no matter what he did. Not only that, he also liked to please Jian Jianan, as if he didn't have any ideas at all. Whatever Jian Jianan liked was what he liked, and whatever Jian Jianan hated was what he hated.
This point is most obvious. When Jian Jianan was in junior high school, he started a small business of lending money on campus. Anyone with a discerning eye could see how inappropriate this business was. Shan Jiqing actually understood it in his heart, but he had no way to report Jian Jianan to others. Not only did he not report it, he also helped Jian Jianan cover it up.
She is the kind of person who would follow Jian Jianan to destroy the body even if he set the house on fire.
Jian Jianan recalled the opportunity when the two met, and couldn't help but wonder: Can a person really admire someone until now just because of a heroic act of saving a beauty when they first met?
Of course, the "hero" is Jian Jianan and the "beauty" is Shan Jiqing.
Jian Jianan rescued Shan Jiqing from the human traffickers, so he has been liking her until now?
Jian Jianan didn't understand, how could a person's feelings last so long?
Although Jian Jianan subconsciously chose to escape from this matter, but if you ask her how much she hates it, it turns out she doesn't really hate it?
After Jian Jianan knew about Shan Jiqing's feelings for her, she did not feel disgusted or rejected, otherwise she would not have continued to interact with him as usual.
Jian Jianan's first reaction was to play deaf and dumb, pretending not to understand Shan Jiqing's thoughts, so that the two of them could continue to live as usual. Jian Jianan really didn't want to lose Shan Jiqing, his good friend.
She was a little worried. If Shan Jiqing confessed his feelings to her and she rejected him on the spot, would they still be able to remain friends? It was definitely impossible!
After being rejected, Shan Jiqing would definitely feel humiliated, and then the two of them would stop interacting.
This is also what Jian Jianan concluded based on the personal experiences of the people around him. After a confession is rejected, the pursuer will often not continue to pursue. On the contrary, he will feel angry and embarrassed, and naturally they will no longer be friends.
Jian Jianan didn't want this to happen. Although she felt that the relationship between the two was complicated and could not be explained, there was one thing Jian Jianan knew very clearly: she didn't want to lose contact with Shan Jiqing. It would be fine even if the two of them were just friends.
While struggling with this, Jian Jianan continued to carry out his review plan step by step.
After eighteen weeks of study, the Christmas holiday that every candidate looks forward to arrived.
This Christmas holiday, Jian Jianan decided to spend it alone in the apartment. She bought various items early in advance and filled the refrigerator. Shan Jiqing specially chose the day before Christmas to come to her house, under the pretext of doing the final cleaning work.
He smiled faintly, "I can't rest during Christmas break. Although the professor is on vacation, the experimental equipment will not be on vacation, and our experimental progress will not stop just because it is the birthday of Jesus. So I have to stay at school during Christmas break. We won't be able to get together properly."
Jian Jianan nodded nervously, "Okay, it's okay. If we don't have time to get together this time, we can get together next time. Serious matters are more important. I'll also take advantage of this Christmas holiday to do some final review. The final exams will be right after the holiday, and time is tight."
Shan Jiqing turned his head and looked at Jian Jianan's refrigerator, the door of which could hardly be closed, and gave her a puzzled look.
Jian Jianan Lele was speechless: "This... Didn't I see the weather forecast saying there would be a snowstorm in the next few days, so I thought of buying some more food and storing it in the refrigerator, so I don't have to worry about running out of food."
So why can't the refrigerator door be closed? This is because she accidentally bought too much food, and she didn't know how to put it in, so she had to force it into the refrigerator one by one, which caused the refrigerator door to be unable to close at all.
Shan Jiqing was speechless and he let out a long sigh. Jian Jianan heard some worry in his heart, "How are you going to live when I'm not around?" Then Shan Jiqing squatted down resignedly and helped Jian Jianan clean up the refrigerator.
He first took out the ingredients bought by Jian Jianan one by one, placed them on the ground, and then arranged them according to their size and weight. He didn't understand how Dan Jiqing arranged them. When this huge project was completed, Jian Jianan was surprised to find that not only were all these things put into the refrigerator, but there was also a large space left inside the refrigerator, and there were even some left!
"Pa pa pa pa!" This was the sound of Jian Jianan applauding him, "You're amazing!"
In addition to helping clean the refrigerator, Shan Jiqing also patrolled the entire house. Seeing him looking at every place, even the corners, Jian Jianan inexplicably thought of the fish maw at home. Shan Jiqing looked so similar to the fish maw!
After finishing all the work, Shan Jiqing finally stood up with satisfaction, prepared to say goodbye to Jian Jianan, and went back to school alone.
"See you after the holiday!" Jian Jianan said goodbye to him with a smile at the door of the apartment.
Shan Jiqing also smiled and nodded: "Okay, see you after the Christmas holiday."
Jian Jianan plans to use this holiday to sort out her feelings and review the exam content. Anyway, she has always focused most of her attention on her studies and does not need to cram at the last minute.
On the third day of Christmas, the snowstorm predicted in the weather forecast arrived as expected. Jian Jianan responded to it calmly. He huddled in a warm house with a large box full of food, feeling very safe.
"...On December 27th, parts of western New York State continued to be hit by a snowstorm. As of today's news broadcast, the eastern part of the state had already received nearly nine feet of snow. It is reported that this snowfall has exceeded the historical snowfall record in the area. New Yorkers are requested to take precautions..."
Jian Jianan sat in front of the fireplace reviewing. She read and listened to the news on TV, not caring about the snowstorm at all.
In her opinion, all kinds of protective preparations have been made, there are sufficient supplies, there is no need to worry about food, and she is in a warm house with a fire. What is there for her to worry about?
This person just can't show off. Once he does, he will easily end up in tragedy.
Just as Jian Jianan was shaking his head and listening to the music, there was a snap and the whole room was plunged into darkness!
At the same time, there was a burst of noise and voices outside the house. It was obvious that other rooms had suffered the same treatment as himself. Jian Jianan walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked outside. Sure enough, not only his own apartment, but even the house opposite was dark. It was clearly seven o'clock and every room should be brightly lit!
There must be a power outage in this entire block.
Jian Jianan cautiously opened the door a little, leaving the chain still on, just vigilantly leaving a small gap to listen to any news outside.
"...heavy snowstorm...damaged power lines...power outage in the neighborhood..."
Jian Jianan immediately understood that this record-breaking snowfall must have damaged the power lines, thus affecting the power supply management of the block, causing the sudden power outage in their apartment.
So all I can do now is wait until the snow is lighter so that the maintenance personnel can come and fix the circuit.
But it’s not a good idea to keep waiting in the dark like this!
Jian Jianan tilted his head and thought for a while, then stood up and carefully walked to the corner in the moonlight to grope around. Sure enough, he found three candles and a box of matches.
Needless to say, this was the emergency equipment Shan Jiqing had left for himself! He had really thought it through!
After the candles were lit, there was a little light in the room and it was no longer dark.
In fact, Jian Jianan, who had been a little afraid of the dark since childhood, finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time.
However, the next accident happened immediately. The phone rang. Jian Jianan carefully groped to the side of the sofa holding a candle.
She picked up the phone and said, "Hello..."
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