Chapter 959: Qingchi Fanchao has love! (4)

Mu Yanzhu's side eyes, and Jiang Qingchi's eyes were aligned.
"Ahem."
Someone cleared his throat, looked back indifferently, and lowered his head to read with one hand on his cheek.
"It's just one birthday. It's fine for you to have it today. Don't take a fluke. I really can't go out to dinner with you to watch a movie tomorrow."
Then after class, Jiang Qingchi left.
As every night before, Jiang Qingchi walked forward and Mu Yanzhu walked behind. No one said anything, but when she walked to the dormitory building, he always glanced and saw that she was safely in the dormitory, and then walked to his dormitory.
The next day, July 25.
Jiang Qingchi still had classes in the morning, so he got up early with his roommate.
A few people walked to the restaurant, Jiang Qingchi used to go to the most expensive window to cook, swiping up the meal card, the number displayed on it...
Three cents.
No money? ? ?
Didn't he just buy a midnight snack yesterday, two hundred dollars is gone?
"Chief, have you finished buying it?" Several roommates went to other windows to buy the simplest bun soy milk and walked over.
Jiang Qingchi hurriedly put the meal card in his pocket, pursed his lips, and said, "I remember that I forgot to bring my textbook. You can eat it first. I will go back and get the book."
If this group of sons know that their dad is a poor man, maybe how to laugh at him.
Li Huan and Jiang Qingchi, who are in the same bedroom, have the best relationship. They patted him on the shoulder, "I have a book, and we can read the same book. Anyway, the teacher doesn't care about this lesson."
"Forget it, I'll go back and get it, you don't have to wait for me."
I left after speaking.
Scratching the hair on the back of his head while walking.
bother.
The feeling of no money is no different from falling into hell.
Or I would apologize to my father today.
Just say that you don't want sports cars, you must study hard and make progress every day.
It’s okay to keep your head down. The young one keeps the old. Now my father is raising him. When he can make money in the future, he will say to his father, "Look, now I'm raising you, so you are still in a nest."
That's it!
I'll talk about it when I get home at night.
But you still have to eat breakfast, first ask the auntie if she can take credit.
Jiang Qingchi circled the door of the dormitory twice, until the class time came, and then he went to the cafeteria.
This class is doomed to be absent.
Looking around the cafeteria, I was hesitating which aunt was kind, but I didn't expect that the most expensive window aunt waved with him.
Jiang Qingchi walked over in confusion.
"Boy, after you just failed to swipe your card, a little girl paid you for the meal."
The aunt smiled and said, while putting the already prepared food in front of Jiang Qingchi:
A fragrant egg roll, two slices of bacon, two slices of toast, a plate of vegetable salad, and a cup of rich black tea.
Jiang Qingchi frowned slightly: "Which little girl?"
"I don't know him, he is quite white, wearing glasses, and laughing with small dimples on both sides of his mouth, which is very gratifying."
When Jiang Qingchi heard this description, he knew who it was.
Said "thank you" to the aunt, and then took the meal to find a place to eat.
He saw a note sticking to the back of the teacup after eating.
"Jiang Qingchi, eat well!"
The handwriting of Mu Yanzhu.
A big smiling face was drawn behind, which is very silly.
His heart was sour, and he didn't know why.
...
"Chief, what happened to you today?"
A roommate teased Jiang Qingchi.
"The first class was absent, and the second class was absent. How about becoming a schoolmaster when you said yesterday?
"..." Jiang Qingchi ignored him.
He closed his eyes and lay on the table, his arms bent to prop his face.
He was sitting by the window, the sun shining all over his face, and his hair were all covered with golden luster, those black pupils were bright and dark, and the handsome face was enough to take the breath of countless girls.
Jiang Qingchi is a little lazy, especially when his eyebrows are low, like a big wolf dog shrugging off his big ears, and the whole person becomes well-behaved.
The teacher spit on the podium and the stars flew wildly. He didn't listen to a word, staring out the window, motionless.
The roommate poked him on the shoulder twice and told him to quickly become the king. He said he was not interested.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Huan smiled, "Those who don't know thought you were broken in love."
"go with."
Jiang Qingchi sat upright, then took out his cell phone and didn't know who to send a message to.
During the class, Jiang Qingchi left directly. He skipped half a class for the first time in his sophomore year this year, and he was still a high math class with a high chance of being named.
Jiang Qingchi took a taxi to the Huanglin Hotel near the school.
He sent a message to Jiang San'er in class, only to know that his parents are coming to Zhida. Jiang Beiyuan donated two laboratory buildings to Zhida. Yannian came with him. The two knew that Jiang Qingchi was in class, so they didn’t notify. he.
"President Chi, it's rare for Old Man Gao to not ask questions by name today, you are lucky!"
Jiang Qingchi saw the news from Li Huanfa, replied with an acknowledgment, and got off the car.
Jiang Beiyuan and Yannian are in the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel.
San'er said that the two of them ate and rested here at noon and went home in the afternoon. When the time comes, godmother and father will come over to celebrate the birthday together with Yannian.
"Hello, do you want to open the room?" The little girl at the front desk stood up and faced Jiang Qingchi with the softest smile.
Jiang Qingchi: "I'm looking for someone, Jiang Beiyuan."
Then it went up.
"Boom boom."
Standing in front of the presidential suite and knocking.
The one who came to open the door was a handsome man with a slender figure, wearing a white bathrobe and slightly hanging black hair.
Jiang Qingchi suddenly felt a little emotional at Shangjiang Beiyuan's peachy eyes, why his father hasn't changed much in the past few years, but he and his younger siblings have grown up, grown taller, and opened up unknowingly.
"Say something." Jiang Beiyuan leaned against the door, his voice very quiet.
Jiang Qingchi: "Where is my mother?"
"sleeping."
Sleeping in broad daylight? !
Jiang Qingchi was speechless, "Dad, you have no silver three hundred taels here."
Jiang Beiyuan watched him quietly, there was no expression on his face, but he was very oppressive.
Jiang Qingchi took out a handbag from his schoolbag and handed it over.
"This is a birthday present for mom, I will...not go home tonight."
Jiang Beiyuan took the bag, glanced at it, and saw that he didn't frown, Jiang Qingchi was secretly relieved.
Has this gift gone through security?
"Three minutes to state justification."
"Dad...I'm no longer the little kid back then." Jiang Qingchi muttered.
Jiang Beiyuan was in a daze.
Looking at the young man in front of him, he was as tall as himself, with his eyes out of his eye, he had his outline, and he had the appearance of words. He really grew up unknowingly, and time passed between his fingers like running water.
For more than ten years, Xu was fleeting because of the quiet and good years and sufficient stability.
"Your mother is celebrating her birthday, and your eldest brother's absence, is that reasonable?"
Although it was a reprimand, Jiang Beiyuan's tone was soft.
Jiang Qingchi lowered his eyes, "I have a very important friend. She is celebrating her birthday today and no one has accompanied her. I promise, that's it. I will definitely celebrate her birthday next year."
"girlfriend?"
"No! Just ordinary friends."
Then Jiang Beiyuan let Jiang Qingchi leave.
Before leaving, I told Jiang Qingchi that I would call my mother in the evening and say happy birthday to Yannian, and then go home on the weekend to make up for it.
Jiang Qingchi said yes!
Jiang Beiyuan closed the door and carried his handbag into the bedroom.
Yannian rubbed her eyes, "Husband, I seem to hear Ochi's voice..."
"Well, I'm here to give you a gift. I spend the night with his girlfriend. I can barely forgive him once."
Jiang Beiyuan put the gift on the table, sat on the head of the bed, touched Yannian's hair, and kissed her face.
He hadn't seen enough of this woman in his entire life, and had a deep relationship between the past and the present.
Yan Nian was confused at first...
The next second, sitting up suddenly, Jiang Beiyuan jumped and couldn't ask her what happened.
Yan Nian grabbed his arm and said, "Hurry up and give your son money. Of course he will have to spend a lot of money to fall in love!"
Jiang Beiyuan snorted, "He didn't ask me for money just now."
"Oh, are you my father? You don't spend money when you fall in love?!"
Jiang Beiyuan thought for a while, "When I chased you, I didn't seem to spend much money except for charging you 10,000 Q coins."
"That's because I'm so cheating!"
Jiang Beiyuan: "..."
Then, Jiang Beiyuan promised to give Jiang Qingchi Kari money!
Of course!
Jiang Beiyuan is not the one who licks his face and asks: "Son, is the money not enough? Dad will give you some money. If it is not enough, then ask Dad."
Jiang Beiyuan would never say such a thing!
He isn't a temperament that asks for warmth.
When Jiang Qingchi had no money to spend, he would naturally ask him for money.
I don't want it now, it means I know it well, so why bother with him?
...
Mu Yanzhu's birthday this year is bleak.
She took a day off for herself, slept all morning, ordered a takeaway at noon, and then wandered around the school like a ghost in the afternoon.
"I like your eyes, your eyelashes, your profile..."
The phone rang, and it was a call from her brother Muran.
Muran is Mu Yanzhu's cousin and son of his uncle and aunt.
"Hi Muran?"
"Sister, how did you celebrate your birthday this year?"
"I, a bunch of sisters accompany me," Mu Yanzhu said with a smile, lowering his head and dancing with the grass in front of the library.
"Really? The little girl in your dormitory is not a postgraduate entrance exam, a soldier who is a soldier, and she still has time to celebrate your birthday?"
"Isn't it because I am poor and no one loves me, of course I have to spend my birthday with me."
"Then have you eaten cake now?"
"Eat, the 64-inch cake is super big and delicious. I'll take a picture and send it to you later!"
Mu Yanzhu thought, wait for a picture of the cake from the Internet and send it to Muran.
"Sister, are you eating grass cake?"
"What?"
Before Mu Yanzhu could react, someone patted her on the back.
Turning his head to see the enlarged version of Muran's face, Mu Yanzhu screamed in fright, my mother! !
Patting the fragile little heart, Muran held a cake in his hand, and laughed as she looked at her.
Next to Muran stood her good friend Li Wanna.
"Surprise!"
"Sister, happy birthday!"
After Mu Yanzhu was shocked, there was only joy left, and his eyes were red.
"Why don't you two come here and tell me?!"
"Intentionally scaring you, and seeing your reaction, it won't be wasted that we have been on the high-speed train for three hours!"
Li Wenna is Mu Yanzhu's best friend. She said that she would come to see Mu Yanzhu next week, but Mu Yanzhu didn't expect she would come today.
Also with my brother.
"Have you two eaten?" Mu Yanzhu asked.
"Don't say anything, the things on the high-speed rail are so unpalatable, sister Wenna and I vomited when we got off the train!"
"The food in our school cafeteria is super delicious, walk around, let's find a place to talk!"
Mu Yanzhu took off his glasses, because his tears had blurred the lenses, and he couldn't see the way.
The curved almond eyes are completely exposed, and it has been a long time since I laughed so happily.
Today is Sunday, and there are very few people in the restaurant on Sunday night. Those who have an object, they all spend the night with the object, and those who have no object, they go shopping with friends, so the restaurant has fewer windows.
Mu Yanzhu was generous today. He ordered one of the things that he could order in the restaurant, and then set up a long table full of them, just like eating a buffet.
Li Wenna and Muran gobbled them up.
Mu Yanzhu asked them to eat slowly while passing water over.
"Hey, be careful of the girl with short yellow hair in your dormitory." Li Wanna said while chewing.
"Who? Fang Yiyi?"
"Yes, that's her. She is my colleague's elementary school classmate. That person likes to speak badly about others behind his back. You should avoid contact with such people."
"Ok, I know."
Fang Yiyi is Mu Yanzhu's upper berth, and he has spoken ill of all the people in the dormitory with Mu Yanzhu.
Mu Yanzhu is not a fool. When such a person speaks ill of her to others, he can only be a friend of peace and cannot be a true friend because of his poor character.
"Sister, you are about to graduate from college, and haven't made a boyfriend yet?"
As soon as Muran's words fell, the handsome face of Jiang Qingchi appeared in Mu Yanzhu's mind, and he coughed several times.
"No... I am so busy at work, how can I have time to make a boyfriend."
"Muran, look, your sister is blushing!"
"It's not just the face, the ears are red!"
"Enough for you two!"
Mu Yanzhu patted the table, fearing that the two of them might have a problem, so he hurriedly took out a deck of playing cards from his schoolbag.
"Let's play three!"
Mu Yanzhu has been playing the game of touch three since childhood. Li Wanna and Muran are also familiar with the rules of the game.
In clockwise order, everyone draws 3 playing cards in turn, and then plays the cards. Ten of hearts, K of hearts, and 2 of hearts, as well as the king and the king, all count as ten. Finally, they add up to see who gets the more points. The least person put stickers on his face.
Twenty rounds passed...
Mu Yanzhu and Li Wanna each had a piece of paper on their faces, and the remaining eighteen pieces were all on Muran's face!
Muran suspected that the two sisters had committed fraud several times, but found no evidence several times!
"Are you coming, brother?" Mu Yanzhu's eyes were bright.
Don't believe this evil yet!
Muran throws his cards-
"Come on! I'm going to turn it over!"
"Hahaha, you don't have to stick to your face anymore, it's time to stick your nostrils."
Jiang Qingchi rushed to the restaurant and saw Mu Yanzhu smiling while standing at the door.
He was panting, his hands propped on his knees, the sweat from his forehead slid down the chin line to the ground.
He looked for her all afternoon, and didn't reply when he sent her a message. He thought she would go to the study room, the sixth floor, the library, and hang out by the small lake. He didn't expect that she was in the restaurant.
Jiang Qingchi originally thought that there were not many people in the restaurant on Sundays, how could Mu Yanzhu come here.
Sure enough, he was careless.
"Hahahaha—"
The crisp laughter reached Jiang Qingchi's ears.
From his angle, he saw Mu Yanzhu and another girl clapping and applauding, and then the two of them put something like a note on the face of the opposite boy.
It was the first time Jiang Qingchi saw Mu Yanzhu smiling so unpreparedly and brilliantly, her two pear vortexes were full of joy, and her eyes were almost narrowed.
Jiang Qingchi watched her.
While calming down the rapid breathing, he wondered what the relationship between this man and woman and Mu Yanzhu was.
Just thinking about it, the three people suddenly got up.
Jiang Qingchi hurriedly backed up two steps and flashed sideways into the shadow area. There was a wall in front of him, which just blocked half of his body.
Coupled with the relationship embedded in the shadows, none of the three people found Jiang Qingchi.
The corner of Mu Yanzhu's mouth was stained with a piece of cake crumbs, and Mu Ran reached out and wiped it off for her.
"Good brother!" Muran 183, Mu Yanzhu is not short at 168 height, and he patted Muran's shoulder when he raised his hand.
Little brother?
Jiang Qingchi in the shadow raised his eyebrows.
He wants to follow the three of them to see where they are going.
Three people went to the volleyball court.
The basketball court next door is overcrowded, but the volleyball court is empty, because everyone likes to watch the handsome little brother play basketball, and the little brother rarely plays volleyball.
Holding a white chalk in his hand, Mu Yanzhu bent over and drew a snail-shaped circle on the ground.
This is called a running snail.
Wait, one of them started running from the head of the snail, and then the other two stood at the front and back and threw sandbags. If they were thrown to him, he would be
dead
. If they were not thrown, he could continue to run, just run. In the end, he won.
Mu Yanzhu and Li Wenna are the "pitchers" first.
Then Muran ran the snail.
Although Muran is tall, he has a keen response. Mu Yanzhu lost it twice, but was avoided by him by jumping, jumping, and splitting.
Mu Yanzhu came to be competitive, "Muran, you have the ability to rotate 365 degrees, I promise you will convince you without the wall!"
"Sister, please spare me, split 180 degrees, my pants almost split!"
Jiang Qingchi, leaning against a big tree, listened to the movement with his ears up, and secretly observed the boy in the middle.
Just now Mu Yanzhu called him Mu Ran, that was the same surname as hers, Mu, reminiscent of her saying that he is a younger brother, that should be his younger brother.
But this game seems quite interesting, he wants to play it too!
Jiang Qingchi has a lively and active nature, but family conditions limit him a lot of room for development.
Jiang San'er has a dull temper, likes to play Rubik's Cube and Sudoku, but rarely exercise.
Jiang Chunhe is a girl, and he and the girl can't go together.
Not to mention Yannian and Jiang Beiyuan.
There is a generation gap between parents and children, and I can't play together!
Since childhood, Jiang Qingchi attended aristocratic schools, the best kindergartens, elementary schools, junior high schools and high schools in Zhicheng. The people he knew were rich second-generation or official second-generation, all of them were very expensive and expensive. Under the supervision of the teacher, strenuous exercise is not allowed, just run and jump casually.
So at this moment, Jiang Qingchi felt very novel.
He had never seen the sandbags and shuttlecock in Mu Yanzhu's hands, and Mu Yanzhu painted snails on the ground. He had never heard of this kind of game.
Her world is a world that Jiang Qingchi has never seen before, and a field that has never entered.
He seemed to see a group of cheerful children running and playing in the field, worms croaking in their ears, crickets and grasshoppers in the field, and the setting sun was particularly beautiful.
Jiang Qingchi had a picture in his mind, leaning on the tree, bending his mouth.
Suddenly I yearn for that kind of world, that kind of life.
Carefree, free and unrestrained...
...
"Don't play, don't play, I'm tired!"
Muran called a timeout, and then went to drink water. Mu Yanzhu smiled. The young man now has really poor physical strength, so he casually took out his mobile phone to see if there was any news.
The next second, the smile at the corner of his mouth froze.
Jiang Qingchi asked her three times where she was.
"I'm here, I'm here."
Mu Yanzhu quickly replied.
"My brother and my best friend came to me today. We were playing a game just now and we didn't see the news. I'm sorry."
Fingers quickly typed, feeling annoyed in my heart, thinking Jiang Qingchi went home today to accompany his mother for her birthday, and now the family must be reunited, so he didn't bother him.
Thinking about it, the phone vibrated twice.
"That doesn't seem to require me to accompany you on your birthday."
"what?"
"Look back."
Mu Yanzhu looked back subconsciously.
Jiang Qingchi under the same tree was facing upright.
Then the scorching man, leaning there calmly, is like a luminous body, which is a fatal attraction to tiny fireflies.
Mu Yanzhu secretly scolded himself for being clumsy, so he didn't even see such a big living person? !
Jiang Qingchi shook his phone, turned and left.
Mu Yanzhu hurriedly took Li Wanna's arm, "Well, you and Muran should go to the hotel tonight, I will pay, I will go back a bit in advance!"
I'm leaving.