"Don't want to leave? Or do you want to stay in your room?" Su Tian couldn't help but laugh at him.
"Hmm, I'm reluctant. Are you going to kick me out now?" Song Zhe asked Su Tian with a smile.
"No rush, why would I rush you? If only I had a phone or tablet in my space, I could listen to music and watch movies with you," Su Tian said regretfully.
"A cell phone? A tablet?" Song Zhe asked, puzzled.
"It's the mobile phone I have there. You can make calls and send messages without a phone line, and you can even chat face-to-face."
A tablet is basically a small computer; just take your hands off it.
Song Zhe stretched out his hand, and Su Tian took his hand and gestured, "It's an inch, two inches, or three inches bigger than your hand. It can be as big as you want."
You might see it when you're in your sixties or seventies, but unfortunately that's still decades away. I don't know if you'll be able to live to see it.
"Forty or fifty years from now? Then let's live well and wait for that day to come," Song Zhe said expectantly.
"Okay, we'll be fine. Goodnight."
"Good night."
Song Zhe helped close the door and went into the guest room next door.
He then sat down in a chair, reflecting on the day's events. He was going back to Guangxi province the day after tomorrow; he wondered when they would be able to meet again.
If only there were photos of Su Tian, he suddenly stood up from his chair. There was a Seagull 4A camera in his mother's room.
He happily went to his mother's room and took the camera out of the drawer.
He decided not to pick up the train ticket tomorrow and to have his dad bring it back.
He wanted to take Su Tian to the suburbs to take photos tomorrow, and with that thought in mind, he happily knocked on Su Tian's door.
Su Tian dried her hair, came out of the bathroom, walked to the door, opened it, and looked at him, asking, "Xiao Zhe, what's wrong?"
"I'll take you to take photos tomorrow, okay?" Song Zhe asked happily, holding up the camera in his hand.
"Where did you get the camera?" Su Tian asked excitedly.
"It's my mom's. She sometimes needs to use the camera for work."
"How about we go to the suburbs after breakfast tomorrow?" Song Zhe smiled at Su Tian.
"Okay, what about the train tickets? Who's going to get them?"
“I’ll ask my dad to get it. It’s settled then. I’ll help you blow-dry your hair.”
After Song Zhe finished speaking, he pushed open the door and entered the room. He put the camera on the table and picked up a hairdryer to dry Su Tian's hair.
In no time, my hair was styled.
"I'll leave the camera with you for now. You can bring it out tomorrow morning. Goodnight."
Song Zhe looked tenderly at Su Tian, whose long hair had just been washed and was now flowing down her shoulders, making her appear even more pure and lovely.
He went out the door again and closed it.
Su Tian looked at Song Zhe as he closed the door, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart. He was so kind.
Song Zhe went downstairs, walked to the phone, and dialed his father's office number.
"Hey Dad, could you pick up my train ticket for me tomorrow? I don't have time to go get it then."
After saying that, Song Zhe hung up the phone.
Song Yuanyi, who was far away in the military region, angrily hung up the phone as well. That brat, he hadn't even said a word before hanging up.
After finishing this task, Song Zhe happily went upstairs.
The next morning was a warm and sunny day.
Song Zhe got up early and sat downstairs, looking refreshed, waiting for Su Tian.
Not long after, Su Tian also got up, tied her hair in a high ponytail, and came downstairs with her camera in her arms.
"You got up so early?" Su Tian asked with a smile, looking at Song Zhe sitting on the sofa.
"I'm a little earlier than you. Let's have breakfast quickly, and then we'll set off," Song Zhe said with a smile.
"You know how to use a camera, right? Teach me later," Su Tian asked, holding up the camera.
"Okay, I'll teach you in a bit."
The two finished their breakfast at the table, and then Song Zhe began to teach Su Tian how to use the camera. Su Tian learned very quickly and soon became proficient in operating the camera.
Song Zhe looked at her quietly, his eyes full of doting affection.
“Let’s go now, go and bring the bicycle over,” Su Tian said to Song Zhe, holding her camera.
Song Zhe pushed his bicycle over, and after Su Tian got on, the two happily rode to the outskirts of the city.
Su Tian pointed the camera at Song Zhe, and her clear, melodious voice came out, "Look at me, turn around."
Song Zhe smiled and turned to look at Su Tian, who snapped a picture with a "click".
"When the photos are developed, see how good the first picture I took of you looks."
“It will definitely look good, I believe you,” Song Zhe said gently.
Upon arriving at our destination, we asked, "Isn't this a nice place? Can we take pictures here?"
Song Zhe stopped his bicycle and looked at Su Tian on the back seat, asking her a question.
"Okay, it's right here."
Su Tian noticed that there were some unknown wildflowers blooming sparsely in the fields along the country path, adding some beautiful colors to the slightly chilly winter.
The sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze was caressing my hair.
With a broad smile and expectant eyes, Song Zhe said softly, "You stand there, I'll take the picture for you."
Song Zhe took the camera and skillfully fiddled with it for a few moments.
Su Tian struck a pose and smiled at the camera.
Song Zhe's deep gaze, peering intently through the camera viewfinder, was fixed on Su Tian's graceful figure.
With a "click," the image froze.
Afterwards, Song Zhe kept asking Su Tian to pose in different ways, as he wanted to capture all of Su Tian's beauty in his camera.
After taking more than a dozen photos, Song Zhe took out a roll of film from his pocket to exchange it.
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