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In the past 23 years, Song Yizhou has never been in love once, if secret love is not considered love.There are almost no female friends, and all the understanding of girls comes from books, movies, and daily observations, and all these approaches are without exception, superficial, and they are a real ××.If I had to say that the only girl I had close contact with was Xia Qingyi, Song Yizhou could still clearly recall the excitement and nervousness when he was with Xia Qingyi during the summer vacation until a few months later.This feeling reappeared when getting along with Qin Jiahui, and it became more intense. It did not dissipate even a few days after the separation, but evolved into a strong yearning.Especially the accident that happened that day, the scattered clothes, black underwear, and white bra, this scene jumped into my mind from time to time, adding a layer of desire to this yearning.This is something that didn't exist before.

Two weeks have passed, but the passage of time has not diminished the thickness of the yearning. The desire to see Qin Jiahui again rises like a flame.But why?In the past few days, Song Yizhou racked his brains and made up countless excuses, but they all seemed abrupt and illogical. Later, he finally figured it out, all intentionally made excuses are worse than no excuses.

That night, Song Yizhou finally made up his mind to ask Qin Jiahui out, so he found Qin Jiahui's phone number in the phone's address book, but he still couldn't press the dial button, thinking "forget it", put down the phone, but after a while pick up the phone.It took seven or eight rounds of entanglement like two generals confronting each other in a novel before deciding the winner.Song Yizhou cleared his throat, pressed the call button, and waited...a heart jumped into his throat.

"Hello, is that you?" Qin Jiahui's clear voice came from the other end of the phone, with joy and surprise in his tone.

"Well, it's me." Song Yizhou swallowed.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"Ah, no...it's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you are free this weekend?"

"Well... I'm free this weekend." Qin Jiahui replied after thinking for a while.

"Well, I want to treat you to dinner, can I?" Song Yizhou felt hot.

Qin Jiahui chuckled on the phone and said, "Why did you invite me to dinner? What bad intentions do you have?"

"Uh, I just want to treat you to dinner... because I troubled you to make such delicious pasta last time." Song Yizhou was taken aback, he didn't expect to suddenly say this reason that had been denied in advance.

"That's it. Okay, yes. Tell me a time!" Qin Jiahui replied without thinking.

Things went so smoothly, but Song Yizhou didn't expect Qin Jiahui to agree so readily.After thinking about it, Song Yizhou said: "Then Saturday evening, I'll pick you up."

"OK, all right."

"Well, there's nothing else to do, bye."

"OK Bye Bye."

For several days in a row, regarding the upcoming first date with the opposite sex, Song Yizhou was restless during the day and had trouble falling asleep at night, as is normal.Saturday arrived as scheduled, but the weather was not beautiful, it was cloudy.At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Yizhou drove downstairs to Qin Jiahui's house, waited for a while, and was just about to make a phone call, but saw Qin Jiahui poking her head out of the window, with one palm open in the shape of a number 5 and gesticulating forward So, Song Yizhou immediately understood what she meant to say "wait for me another 5 minutes", so he replied with an OK gesture.

In less than 5 minutes, Qin Jiahui appeared at the entrance of the corridor, obviously well-dressed, wearing what seemed to be a brand new Teenieweenie brand light blue trench coat, with a round bear logo on the arm, which made people know at a glance .

Seeing Qin Jiahui walking towards him, Song Yizhou suddenly felt a little nervous and didn't know how to speak. In desperation, he thought that girls like to hear compliments from others, so he praised: "Did you buy this new dress? It suits you very well. ah!"

"Hey, really, but it cost me a lot of money!" Qin Jiahui said with difficulty hiding her joy.

"That's right, people say that people depend on their clothes, but now I think clothes also depend on people's clothes, and good-looking clothes need to be matched with good-looking people to have the best of both worlds." Song Yizhou regretted it for a while after he finished speaking, because he felt a little frivolous.

Qin Jiahui, a lively and cheerful person, also seemed a little shy after hearing this, and said with a sneer, "You are so poor-mouthed!"

In fact, if it's really beautiful, maybe Xia Qingyi is the one.And Qin Jiahui may not be considered a standard beauty, her facial features are not so delicate, but the combination of her petite face is very comfortable to look at, and when you see her, you feel happy, there is an indescribable and indescribable feeling. The loveliness of copying.Coupled with her well-proportioned figure and lively and cheerful personality, how can she not be liked by others!

After a ten-minute drive, they arrived at the agreed business center, and Song Yizhou parked his car in the underground garage.The two chose a nearby Thai restaurant called Siam Love.Song Yizhou ordered four or five signature dishes, nothing more than curry beef, Tom Yum Kung soup and the like.

"I've been so busy these days. I'm still preparing for next week's open class this morning. But at least there is no annoying training this weekend." Qin Jiahui said first.

"Yeah, everything has to start from scratch. Learning and teaching are completely different things. When it comes to open classes, every time someone listens to the class, I feel uncomfortable, as if I am being watched."

"Well, I feel the same way. What's even worse is that our female headmistress suddenly pushed the door in without saying hello." Qin Jiahui complained.

"That's right, the euphemism is: 'The normal class is the real class, as long as each class is carefully prepared, it doesn't matter whether there is anyone attending the class.' I want to see if we also suddenly attack the principal's office, what will they do?" How does it feel."

"That's right, that's right! You don't know how to empathize at all!" Qin Jiahui echoed in a naughty tone.

"Haha... I suddenly thought of the method that Mr. Li in our office taught me. It's just too vulgar, haha! But there is no malicious intent." Song Yizhou couldn't help but said with a smile.

"What can I do? Let's hear it."

"He said that when someone came to listen to your class, you imagined that they were a group of pigs sitting in the back, and silently recited a group of pigs, a group of pigs."

"Pfft...that's really vulgar, I'll try it next time. You pigs, pigs, pigs..."

"Ah."

"But even though I'm tired and busy, this is the job I've wanted to do since I was a child, and it's a kind of comfort."

"Is that so...why do you want to be a teacher?"

"Because I admire my English teacher in junior high school. Not only does she teach English well, but she is also a good person. It is she who made me like English and made me feel that being an excellent teacher can teach students some practical things. It is a great thing to be able to help students, and it is a great sense of accomplishment." Qin Jiahui said seriously.

"I am impressed with you!"

"Huh? Then what impression did you have of me before?" Qin Jiahui pouted, pretending to be serious.

Only then did Song Yizhou realize that he had used the wrong words just now, and he quickly argued: "No, no, that's not what it means. I mean, you make me admire you very much, and I don't have such thoughts."

"Look at your urgency, haha! Eh? Then why did you choose to be a teacher?"

"It's all a coincidence."

"You don't like it?"

"Uh, it should be said that there is no love like yours! I just think that the job of a teacher has winter and summer vacations, which is not bad."

"Oh..." Qin Jiahui seemed to hesitate to speak.

"Are you a graduate of XX Normal University?" Song Yizhou changed the subject.

"Well, how did you know?" Qin Jiahui was puzzled, and she didn't reveal it.

"Because I am a graduate of this university myself, and I feel that you are too." Song Yizhou said nonsense.

"I think you're just guessing. But it turns out that we are still alumni, it's such a small world!" Qin Jiahui said with emotion.

"I feel like we're not just your average alumni."

"I don't quite understand what you're saying."

"It's a matter of probability."

"What? Just tell me, I suck at math!"

"Let's put it this way, first of all we are alumni, which requires a certain probability. Secondly, we are not only alumni, but also from the same area of ​​the city, the probability is reduced. Then, as alumni from the same area, we Sitting here to eat together, the probability is low again. In the end, meeting all the above conditions does not count, and I still work at your former alma mater, the probability is even lower."

Qin Jiahui couldn't help laughing and said, "It makes sense, you're amazing!"

"Do you think the probability will decrease?"

"Go down?" Qin Jiahui was puzzled.

"It's just that I think the world is not small."

"Why not small."

"Otherwise, this probability means nothing to us!"

"Your words are so profound, it feels like they are full of routines." Qin Jiahui seemed to understand something, but still pretended not to understand and asked.

"Haha. In order to further reduce the probability, I would like to invite you to watch a movie tomorrow, is that okay?" Song Yizhou summoned up his courage and asked.

"Yes, yes..., I want to see what you're up to. After you think about it, tell me a time. I'll come over tomorrow by myself." Qin Jiahui paused, and then replied in a soft voice.

"Okay, then it's settled."

After sending Qin Jiahui home, Song Yizhou drove home. There was a drizzle in the sky, but it didn't affect his mood at all.The reason for Song Yizhou's excitement is not so much because Qin Jiahui promised to watch a movie with him tomorrow, but rather because of Qin Jiahui's situation tonight, she did not show any disgust, and even felt that she had a little affection for him.In the early stage of a relationship between a man and a woman, this is undoubtedly an indispensable and important foundation, and it is also a weight of considerable weight. Song Yizhou still understands this point.

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That night, Song Yizhou planned to further express his feelings to Qin Jiahui tomorrow, but the problem was in what method and tone.Song Yizhou couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, thinking about various ways of expressing, practicing talking to himself: "Qin Jiahui, I like you," "Qin Jiahui, I want to tell you something, I seem to like you," " Qin Jiahui, can I be your boyfriend," "Qin Jiahui...", but they all feel very bad.I don't know when, the drowsiness as heavy as lead hit, Song Yizhou fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, it was nearly eight o'clock. For Song Yizhou, this was undoubtedly a complete lazy sleep.Song Yizhou got up without delay, made a cup of lemon honey tea, took some slices of toast for breakfast, while browsing the latest movie news on the Internet, he chose a popular youth campus movie out of thousands of choices, The time is six o'clock in the evening.Song Yizhou then sent a text message to Qin Jiahui: "At 04:30 this afternoon, see you at the old place where we had dinner yesterday, please reply when you receive it." Not long after, Qin Jiahui replied with a brief "received" Character.

There are still six or seven hours before the evening, Song Yizhou finds out the new book he bought some time ago, it is a book about the Nanjing Massacre, the name is "Nanjing Catastrophe", and starts to read.This book is relatively objective and uses a lot of hidden historical materials. The young and beautiful Chinese-American female author was also intimidated and threatened by various forces because of her exposure to many real events. Suicide.Song Yizhou read in one breath until almost noon, and his deepest feeling was that his life was actually pretty good, and he should live every day happily.At noon Song Yizhou ordered takeaway to deal with it, and took a nap after eating, and it was only twelve o'clock when he woke up from the nap, so he continued to read for another two hours until three o'clock.

Song Yizhou arrived at the agreed place 10 minutes early, but Qin Jiahui was already waiting there.Qin Jiahui still wore that Teenieweenie light blue windbreaker today, but the trousers were changed from yesterday's jeans to black narrow-leg slacks, which showed her slender legs even more.The two picked a hot pot restaurant, and there were five big characters above the door: "Stranger Hot Pot", Song Yizhou felt that this name was very unlucky, and Xiao Yaxuan's song "Familiar Stranger" also appeared in his mind.

During the dinner, the two chatted about anecdotes from their respective schools, but Song Yizhou never found a suitable opportunity to express his feelings.After eating, 10 minutes before the movie started, the two sat in the movie theater and waited, speechless for a while.Song Yizhou looked around, there was no one around, and the small number of more than 20 people gathered in the middle of the front row.Song Yizhou brewed his emotions for a while, and said solemnly: "I have encountered a problem recently, and I don't know how to solve it."

"Hey, what's the problem?" Qin Jiahui turned her head and asked curiously.

"It's about the emotional aspect."

"Emotional aspect?" Qin Jiahui's eyes widened, feeling even more curious, but she had guessed two or three points correctly in her heart.

"Well. Let's put it this way, I like a girl, but I don't know how to tell her."

"Then just say it directly, girls don't like boys who are twitchy." As soon as the words came out, Qin Jiahui felt regretful, and her ears felt hot.

"What if she doesn't agree?"

"It can't be me?" At this time, Qin Jiahui had already guessed seven or eight points.

Song Yizhou's heart was pounding, his adrenaline was soaring, he mustered up his courage and said, "Well, it's you, I... like you." However, the tone changed.

In an instant, both of them felt a wave of cold and heat alternating in their bodies, the body was hot and the body felt cold.After a moment of silence, the lights went out, and Qin Jiahui asked after the movie started, "Are you kidding me?"

Song Yizhou quickly replied: "I promise I'm not joking."

"Well, let's watch a movie first." Qin Jiahui avoided the topic, as if she wanted to think calmly.

"Ah."

But under such circumstances, how could he continue to watch the movie? Song Yizhou was lost in thought from time to time, as if he was watching a silent movie, completely unaware of the content.All I could think about was Qin Jiahui, and all I was looking at was Qin Jiahui who was beside God. I saw her staring straight at the screen with a dazed look.

"Hey, what you just said is true?" Qin Jiahui confirmed again after a long time.

"Ah."

"Then tell me."

"What, say it again?"

"Correct."

"Well... I like you very much."

"I didn't ask you to tell me something!" Qin Jiahui corrected softly.

"what is that?"

"Oh... you are really slow."

"What?"

"Say 'Will you be my girlfriend'."

Song Yizhou suddenly realized, and said: "It turns out that's the case, okay...then are you willing to be my girlfriend?"

"Who do you want to be your girlfriend, say it again!"

"Qin, Qin Jiahui, are you willing to be my girlfriend?" Song Yizhou secretly realized that Qin Jiahui was about to promise himself, and said excitedly.

"Well, good." Qin Jiahui's voice was soft like a cat's.

"Can I hold your hand?"

"Yes." Qin Jiahui nodded slightly.

Song Yizhou then carefully grabbed Qin Jiahui's hand, the hormones in his body secreted rapidly, and he felt an indescribable excitement and joy.

"Hey, why are your hands sweating so much?" Qin Jiahui said with a smile.