Don't fall in love with the professor

Zhong Kexing has a superb memory, and the things that happened are clearly kept in his mind, but these old things, he did not mention these old things to Jiang Xiaocheng, but said: "Do you want to go back for the Spring Festival?"

When he asked this question, Jiang Xiaocheng remembered that in half a month, it would be the Spring Festival.

"Go back" here should refer to returning to my hometown in the north.

"I..." Jiang Xiaocheng lowered his eyelashes, "I shouldn't go back."

Counting it, it has been many years since he stepped into his hometown. When the night is quiet, he will miss the local flavor and accent, thinking about when he will go back and have a look. to the back of the head.

Zhong Kexing suggested: "Why don't you go home with me?"

This expression is not clear enough, so he said: "Go back to Lanjiang with me, and spend the holidays with my parents."

Isn't that equivalent to meeting the parents?

Jiang Xiaocheng immediately wanted to refuse, but he wanted to speak more tactfully, so he hesitated for a long time, but Zhong Kexing spoke first.

"I'm going back for seven days. If you don't come with me, you will be the only one left at home."

Jiang Xiaocheng immediately said: "It doesn't matter, I can do it myself. In the past, I was also myself during the Chinese New Year."

Zhong Kexing didn't force him, but said, "Okay, I'll buy the ticket now."

After speaking, he turned on the phone.

His calm attitude was really unexpected. After a while, Jiang Xiaocheng finally couldn't bear it, and whispered: "You... why don't you persist?"

"Huh?" Zhong Kexing paid with his fingerprints, turned his head away, raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you insist on?"

Jiang Xiaocheng simply asked openly.

"Why don't you insist on asking me to go back with you?"

"You don't want to?"

"Whether you want to" is one thing, but whether you want to make a sincere invitation or not is another. With this appearance, it's hard not to suspect that it's a perfunctory one.

Zhong Kexing looked at Jiang Xiaocheng for a while, and suddenly understood.

Hold his hand, look into his eyes again, and say seriously: "Yesterday, my mother asked me where you were celebrating the New Year, and she said that if you stay in Hangning, you might as well go back with me. Of course, I also hope you If you can go back with me, Dad also wants to see you very much, everyone welcomes you."

Zhong Kexing would talk to his parents every week, and when Jiang Xiaocheng was by his side, he would also say a word or two.

He was so sincere, Jiang Xiaocheng was a little ashamed, and felt that he was the belly of a gentleman.

Zhong Kexing said again: "Looking at your thoughts, it seems that you want to stay here more. Let me tell you for you, so you don't have to find any reason to prevaricate me."

Jiang Xiaocheng didn't expect him to see himself so thoroughly, with a look of embarrassment and grievance on his face, he said, "When did I ever prevaricate you?"

"is it?"

Zhong Kexing listed them one by one.

"The museum is very interesting and can learn a lot."

"I also eat coriander, it's okay."

"You can also go to Zhongjie, I'm fine."

These words were all said by Jiang Xiaocheng before, and now they are moved into Zhong Kexing's mouth, and he said them verbatim in a flat tone, which is really embarrassing.

Jiang Xiaocheng couldn't listen anymore, so he covered his mouth.

"Don't tell me!"

Later, for some reason, Zhong Kexing hugged him, turned over, and changed positions.

There is the sound of breathing next to the ear, and the eyes meet.

Zhong Kexing said, "Say it."

Jiang Xiaocheng's eyes lingered between his brows and eyes, as if he was distracted, and asked subconsciously, "What did you say?"

"Say you want to stay in Hangning for the Spring Festival."

Jiang Xiaocheng thought he was still teasing him, turned his head away, and said with a smile: "I won't say anything, just let go, it's so itchy..."

Unexpectedly, Zhong Kexing was not relentless, and he passed Jiang Xiaocheng's head, repeating patiently.

"Say you want to stay in Hangning for the Spring Festival."

"Why do you say it? I won't say it."

"To say."

"I won't say—don't!"

Several times, Zhong Kexing still persisted, and Jiang Xiaocheng was so helpless that he could only listen to him and said, "I want to stay in Hangning for the Spring Festival."

He asked again, "Why do you have to ask me to say this?"

Zhong Kexing didn't answer his question directly, but stroked his brow with his fingers.

"Xiaocheng, look, it's not very difficult to tell me your true thoughts."

Jiang Xiaocheng was stunned, unable to speak for a long time, the faint body temperature still remained on his forehead, as hard to ignore as the words in his ear.

"How do you know... I didn't mean what I said?"

"I will look and think, I like you, and I will pay attention to you all the time. Before, I couldn't tell the difference, but I will gradually, through tone of voice, eyes, and movements."

No matter how specific the method is, he can't say it. It feels like a person lives in your heart. No matter how small a change is, it can affect your nerves and tremble accordingly.

Jiang Xiaocheng looked at Zhong Kexing, traced the outline of his face with his eyes, and hugged him silently.

After a long while, he said sullenly: "I will change it. I may not be able to change it for a while, but I will change it slowly."

Zhong Kexing rested his chin on his hair, and said "yes" softly.

It turned out that only after having had a happy time together did I know what true loneliness is.

Before Zhong Kexing left, when the two said goodbye at the intersection, Jiang Xiaocheng didn't feel anything, and was even able to say something relaxed. It wasn't until the car drove away, and his back gradually disappeared into invisible black spots, that Jiang Xiaocheng felt a pain in his chest. Things disappeared, lightly, as if something had been lost.

After standing at the street corner for a long time, I went upstairs silently.

Opening the door, I felt that the living room was a bit different, it was too quiet.In fact, Zhong Kexing doesn't like to talk, and he is very quiet when he is at home, but he is not as empty as he is now.

"Woo-ow!"

Looking for someone to run over at some point, circle around Jiang Xiaocheng, and pick his trousers with his claws.

Jiang Xiaocheng patted its head and brought it to the sofa.

"This Spring Festival is just you and me."

"Don't you know? He has already left just now. This Spring Festival is only for the two of us."

"But every year, it's me, and it's not bad to have you this year."

"Should we celebrate?"

"What would you like to eat? Yogurt?"

The originally drooping ears of Xun Zhan suddenly stood up.

He jumped off the sofa, took a few steps forward, and then turned his head, with urging eyes in his eyes.

It's not too lonely to have such a psychic dog as a companion.

On the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, Jiang Xiaocheng went out of the house once, planning to buy some fresh vegetables and see what to add.

After shopping in the mall for more than half an hour, I felt a little tired, so I found a tea shop and sat down to rest.

At this time, a young couple took the seat next to him.

The boy looked very handsome. He wore the peaked cap on purpose, a white sweater and black trousers, and a pair of fashionable net shoes with the logo of a well-known brand printed on it.

The girl sitting across from him was also pretty and cute, wearing a light pink coat, her fluffy and soft hair was combed back and tied into a bun.

Judging by his attire, he should still be a student.

I saw the boy push the paper cup on the table forward, and said enthusiastically, "I just bought Oden, try it quickly."

The entire basement floor of the shopping mall is used as a dining area, and there are all kinds of snacks. The oden is probably bought in the shop next door.

But the girl didn't seem to appreciate it, she put her chin on her hand, turned her head, and said, "Well, I won't eat."

Her watery face wrinkled, and her small mouth pouted slightly, especially the "hmm", which was repeated all over the place, she was acting like a baby.

But the boy looked puzzled and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, haven't you been clamoring for oden? Here are your favorite kelp knots, crab sticks, and fish tofu."

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the girl wanted him to feed her with his own hands, but the other party was obviously puzzled and was still thinking hard about why his girlfriend suddenly changed her mind and said that the wind was rain.

When Jiang Xiaocheng saw his expression, he thought of Zhong Kexing. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise. Afraid of being discovered, he lowered his head and pretended to read the leaflet on the table.

Out of the corner of my eye, the girl's mouth seemed to turn up again, but she liked someone, and she didn't want to embarrass him, so she immediately expressed her intentions.

He raised his chin and said, "You feed me."

Only then did the boy understand, he smiled foolishly, picked up a stick, and put the food into her mouth.

The two fed each other for a while, and the boy swallowed the last bite of food and said, "I bought you a present."

The girl's eyes lit up, but she said, "Why buy a gift, I don't want it!"

But I couldn't help but sat up straight again and asked, "What did you buy?"

The boy took out the black velvet box from his backpack and handed it to the girl, his youthful face showed a little nervousness and apprehension.

"I don't know if you like it or not."

Inside the box is a four-leaf clover necklace, which is exactly the style girls of this age are after.

There was surprise in the girl's voice.

"Which one is this one from before?"

The boy hummed heavily.

"It seemed that you were reluctant that day, so you bought it. Do you still like it?"

The girl couldn't put it down, she kept nodding with her eyes bent.

"luv't!"

Such intimacy and sweetness make others envious.

In fact, what to give between couples is second, the most important thing is a heart.

a heart...

Jiang Xiaocheng recited the words that came out of his head silently, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have never bought anything for Zhong Kexing.

The author has something to say: There will be another chapter tomorrow night~ Thank you for your support~ It’s going to be a holiday, so happy la la la la la