Chapter 57:

The summer in the sea is extremely hot, and the scorching sun is reflected through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Fu Rong brought a cup of tea, her bright red nail polish lined her fingers white, she took a sip and said, "Chu Chu, I heard Assistant Zhou say that your materials are not ready yesterday."
Cheng Chu sat aside, blankly without a word.
There was silence all around, and there was a sudden "slap" that made her eyebrows twitched and almost fell off the sofa.
The glass tea cup was slammed on the coffee table, still exuding a trembling aftertaste.
Cheng Chu returned to his senses, "What did you just say?"
The girl's beautiful peach blossom eyes had no brilliance, and the dimness seemed to be attached to clouds. Fu Rong sighed, and the fire in her heart was instantly extinguished.
"Chu Chu." She sighed and said earnestly: "You are going to go abroad alone in a few months. How can parents and mothers rest assured in such a mental state?"
Cheng Chu pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Mom, I'm fine, but I'm a little tired recently."
"I know." Fu Rong attached her hand to the back of her hand, patted it, and said in a low voice, "It was my mother's fault. I shouldn't oppose you to play the piano. Now that I want to come, you are right to insist on dreaming."
Cheng Chu's eyelashes trembled, and he softly responded.
A mango tree was planted in the back garden, and cicadas cried out in the summer.
Seeing Cheng Chu's lack of energy, Fu Rong couldn't ask anything for a while, and reluctantly told her to go back to rest.
At noon, the heavy curtains blocked the sun, and the room was dim.
Cheng Chu lay in bed without sleep.
She has always been a brave person, but this time, even the simple matter of submitting materials has been delayed for several weeks.
When the head of the bed lit up for a moment, she rolled over, struggling to reach for the phone from the table.
It was a text message from Professor Lin.
The old professor is getting old and is not accustomed to WeChat. He usually sends text messages on all notices.
"Cheng Chu, it's been just a few days since the submission of K University's materials. Other departments have already submitted them. If it is because the family disagrees, you can tell me that I will do psychological work for them. The hard-won opportunity is a matter of the future, so you can consider it carefully."
Cheng Chu's fingers paused slightly.
The room is very quiet, and the second hand of the clock can be heard clearly.
Time seemed to be stretched very long in an instant, and Cheng Chu slowed down at this instant when he heard the blood flowing rapidly in his body.
She blinked in a daze, then bowed her head back to the text message.
"Professor Lin, sorry to trouble you, I will answer you tomorrow."
Putting down the phone, she got up and opened the curtains.
The noon sun is particularly dazzling.
Gu Miao was sitting with a half-drinked ice American on the wooden table.
The doorbell rang lightly, and his flapping fingers paused, and there was a momentary trance.
Who will come at this time?
"Ring Ling Ling"
The doorbell rang a few more times, and he got up and opened the door.
The corridor was full of sunshine, and the girl stood at the door, staring at him with bright eyes.
"Why are you here?" Gu Miao's cold eyebrows stretched out, and hurriedly turned sideways to let her in.
The girl had no expression from beginning to end, she took off her shoes and stood by the shoe cabinet in a daze.
Gu Miao's heart sank, and there was some fear in his heart.
"What's wrong?" He hesitated as he walked over, trying to hug her.
But the girl stretched out her hand blankly and pushed him away.
His stiff hand was stuck on her shoulder, neither did he put it nor close it.
But the anxiety deep in my heart grew stronger.
The room is quiet, as if the sound of the computer host on the side is clearly audible.
Cheng Chu clenched his fingers, raised his eyes and said, "I have something to tell you."
The young man's heart stopped for a moment, and he suddenly remembered that in the TV series he had watched with the girl, the heroine said this when he broke up with the hero.
The summer wind mixed in with the heat, but Gu Miao felt like a hole had opened in his heart, and the howling weather turned into a burning fire, which made his heart hurt.
He stood there stiffly, as if the blood in his body had stagnated.
Cheng Chu closed his eyes, struggling to say, "Gu Miao, I..."
"Stop talking, Chu Chu." He trembled and interrupted.
"Don't tell me." He murmured, his eyes gradually red, and his words trembled and shattered, "Is it right? I'm too busy lately, ignoring your feelings, sorry, sorry."
The young boy's forbearing and restrained black eyes glowed, and he spoke incoherently: "Is it because I didn't answer your call in time last time? Sorry, I was in a meeting at that time, I didn't mean it."
The gardenias on the balcony were planted by the two together, and the gentle summer breeze floated into the house with the fragrance of the flowers.
But Gu Miao felt that the light floral scent had turned into a knife, and there was a piercing pain from his heart to his lungs while breathing.
He forgot the resistance of the girl just now, and hugged her, almost crushing her with great strength.
"Chu Chu, I'm sorry, don't leave."
The hot dampness between the neck made Cheng Chu forget to breathe for a moment. She patted the boy's solid back and awkwardly comforted: "I'm not angry, why am I angry, what are you talking about? Let go first, let's face each other. Say, okay?"
The boy hugged tighter, choked and said: "You must be angry, I was wrong, forgive me?"
Cheng Chu was a little bit dumbfounded for an instant, the sadness and anxiety that had just lurked in his heart was completely washed away by the tears of the teenager.
She touched his back lightly, and said comfortingly: "I forgive you, let me go first, so I can't breathe in my arms."
The boy's fingertips stiffened, and hurriedly let go of her in fear.
He lowered his eyes, his dark eyelashes were still stained with glitter, his tone was careful and helpless: "I'm sorry Chu Chu."
"It doesn't matter." Cheng Chu smiled, peach blossom eyes full of tolerance.
Seeing her smiling, he raised his eyes tentatively and looked at her, suddenly remembering his shameful behavior, his ears suddenly turned red.
"I, I haven't cried." He wiped his eyes hurriedly, his cold and dark eyes were red, like a puppy abandoned by his master.
Cheng Chu only thought that his pitiful appearance was really cute. She pulled down his hand and said softly and comforted: "Don't rub it.
Rubbed red. "
The boy lowered his eyes and placed his hands stiffly on his sides, neither moving nor not moving.
The living room was very quiet, Gu Miao's heart thumped and throbbed violently, he did not understand what the girl meant.
Did she say "It's okay" that she didn't break up?
Gu Miao pursed her lips, and cautiously said, "Chu Chu, you mean to forgive me, don't you break up?"
Time seemed to stagnate for a moment, his throat was dry, the redness in his eyes had not disappeared, and he looked at her in such humble and pitiful way.
Cheng Chu's eyes widened, "Who told you to break up?"
The boy's heart suddenly loosened, and the pain seemed to be wiped from his body in an instant.
"I, I thought." His dark eyes were drooping, and he trembled pitifully, and his voice was low. "In the last TV show, the heroine said I want to talk to you, and then they broke up."
Cheng Chu couldn't help but smile, the dimples on his cheeks looming, "You are so cute, you love your brain so much every day, how can I be willing to break up with you."
The joy in the boy's eyes wafted shallowly, flowing slowly from between his eyebrows to the corner of his mouth.
The girl said: "Watch less TV shows in the future."
He obediently responded: "Yeah." But she didn't mention the TV series clearly that she forced him to watch it together.
Inside the house, the floating wind blew the gauze curtain and cast a warm yellow shadow.
Gu Miao said softly, "Then what are you going to say?"
The smile on the girl's lips stopped suddenly, and the light in her eyes slowly extinguished.
"What's the matter?" Gu Miao frowned. The bottom of his eyes was still red, and he looked serious and cold.
Cheng Chu's silent heart couldn't help but relax, she paused, and whispered, "Brother Miao."
Gu Miao answered, her voice low and gentle.
"Yes, that." The girl wrinkled her hands, frowning in embarrassment.
Gu Miao said softly, "What's wrong? Let's talk."
As long as it is not a breakup, he can accept everything.
The girl took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said: "Our school has an exchange student plan this year. Go to K University for two years. The professor gave me this opportunity."
After holding back the words for a long time, the big rock hanging in Cheng Chu's heart suddenly fell, but the worries and reluctance that followed came slowly around.
The room was silent, and the cicadas cried outside the window.
Cheng Chu could not help holding his breath, waiting for his answer.
There was a low sigh in the air.
Cheng Chu's heart tightened, only to hear him say indifferently: "That's it."
The girl suddenly raised her eyes and ran into those dark eyes, which were as deep as night, but gentle and tolerant.
"Do you have any ideas?" Cheng Chu couldn't help asking.
"Chu Chu." He leaned over and touched the girl's cheek lovingly, "I always respect your ideas."
The boy's palm was hot, as if burning with all his enthusiasm and love, it made Cheng Chu's heart tremble.
She asked softly: "Would you not bear with me?"
The young man leaned forward to embrace her. This time, his embrace was very light, as gentle as the spring breeze blowing in March.
"Of course I can't bear you anymore." His voice was very low and deep, and he slid into Cheng Chu's ears, arousing a tremor in her heart.
But he went on without even realizing it: "But Chu Chu, if I don't agree with you to go, even I will spurn myself."
I am so selfish, despicable, and gloomy that I am even less worthy of you.
Cheng Chu's eyes were a little hot, and she hugged the boy back, her voice choked up, "Brother Miao, I can't bear you."
Gu Miao touched her head and whispered: "Do you remember that you went to the key class in your second year of high school. Did I say anything to you?"
The girl blinked, her long butterfly-wing eyelashes still covered with dew, "You said, let me wait for you."
The boy wiped her tears, "Chu Chu, I can't follow you this time, but I will wait for you to come back where I am."
The bright moon in the sky shone and dazzled like that, but he never thought of taking her off, only quietly thinking of becoming a star next to her, staying with her day and night.
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