Qingqingmoshangmulberry

Chapter 3

The life of senior year is really leisurely.There were no classes at all, and the teachers knew that everyone was busy looking for jobs, so they always turned a blind eye to the endless stream of absent students.

After all, it is a tacit and indisputable fact that it is difficult for Chinese students to find a job.Therefore, in the ancient poetry appreciation class, I only saw the teacher talking slowly on the top, and there were three or two kittens underneath, scattered and irregularly distributed.Moreover, they are all busy with their own affairs in an orderly manner.

"Hey——" After class, Qiao Xu, who had been concentrating on his resume, poked me.I turned my head in a daze: "Huh?" She frowned at me and tapped on the table: "...does it look good?"

"Is it good or not?" I continued to be at a loss.

She was a little mad, and said with a hideous face: "I asked you—three—times——" She threw a thick stack of resumes in front of me with a bang.Then, he began to grind his teeth, gearing up for takeout.

Before she got mad, I hurriedly made amends: "It's not bad, it's unique, it's very unique." Miss Qiao has been busy with her resume for half a month, so she can't offend her.She was suddenly discouraged: "What's the use!" After finishing speaking, she tidied herself up, and while following her things, she turned her head and asked me, "Sang Xiao, have you found a job yet?"

"No." I said lightly.

She smiled, but there was no malice: "I'm confused, your family publishes newspapers and magazines, how can you worry about it?" After that, she leaned over half-truthfully, "Miss Yu, thank you!" Let's eat."

I let her lean on me for a long time before I said, "I want to find a job by myself." She left immediately and looked at me: "Why?" Hitomi and Youbo are enough." I lowered my head, half-truthfully mocking myself, "Besides, for someone like me, at most, I know how to comprehend poetry, what's the use?"

Qiao Zhi tried hard to think: "Yu Sangtong? Is that your decathlon cousin? I heard..." I said "hmm" and didn't intend to listen to her, and grabbed the textbook on the table: "Let's go, I'll treat you to beef ramen for lunch."

Xiao Nizi didn't appreciate it, she sniffed and said, "Beef Ramen?" She looked me up, "Miss Yu, it is said that when Brother Ling was in college three years ago, he invited friends to dinner, but only high-end restaurants were not allowed."

I smiled.

Our family has never been careful about our pocket money. Although Sang Mei and I are a bit short of Sang Tong and You Bo, but as far as a student is concerned, I think it is probably too generous.For a boring person like me who only likes to wear shirts and jeans, buy books in his spare time, and go shopping with friends, it is more than enough.

Even my grandfather, who didn't pay much attention to me, complained about my casual attire, and murmured several times in front of my mother.In his mind, giving us money is just to let us dress up, it is related to the face of the Yu family, and perhaps it is also considered a kind of investment.

It's just that I'm as steady as Mount Tai and turn a deaf ear.It's no wonder that Qiao Xu always teases me, thinking I'm a miser.

I smiled again, and said calmly, "Okay, please have a big meal."

She widened her eyes in surprise, and after a long time, she came over with a smile on her arm and said, "Turn left ahead, there is a new Thai restaurant, I've never been there before..."

Even the delicious curry fried prawns couldn't stop Qiao Xue's mouth.

While drinking Tom Yum Kung soup and eating shrimp, she still asked me: "Why are you so generous today?" She looked at me, "Is there a happy event?"

Mmmm, it tastes good.

"Hey—" She glared at me fiercely.Curiosity literally kills the cat.I smiled and said simply, "Payment fee." Seeing her bewildered expression, I added, "I just got it." Her eyes widened: "The one that Professor Fang recommended last time?" I nod.She cheered and glanced at me: "Hey, you're so petty, why are you keeping a secret from me?" She said, raising her chin thoughtfully, "Don't say it, Sang Xiao, you're very lucky."

"Ok?"

"At home, you have a handsome guy like Yu Youbo as your brother, and at school, you have the most famous star professor of H University covering you, treating you as a student..." She sighed infinitely sadly, "What's the matter with you?" Good luck, why can't I touch it?"

I smiled: "So you have a crush on my brother, tell me earlier," I pinched her face, "Don't worry, I'll help you find out when I go back today!" Pushing my hand away, I blushed uncommonly.

I'm still laughing.Who told her to tease me every now and then.I always feel that our teacher, Fang Anhang, a professor of the Chinese Department, is partial to me.How could she know that Sang Tong and I knew Teacher Fang when we were fifteen or sixteen years old when we were learning Chinese painting.He is the best friend of our Chinese painting teacher, and he has a great friendship.So, what Qiao Xi didn't know was that Sang Tong and I always called him Uncle Fang in private.

We were laughing and joking, suddenly, a figure covered me.

"Yu Sangxiao—" said a cold voice.

I raised my head, surprised for a moment.Strange, what day is it today?
Because, the person standing in front of me turned out to be Xie Tianjia with a cold expression and light makeup.My ex-boyfriend He Yanqing's current girlfriend.She is also the younger sister of Xie Tianni, Sang Tong's best friend.

The proud rich lady.

I couldn't react for a while, I just blinked subconsciously.She sat down without saying a word.Her eyes kept staring at me.Only then did I realize that her eye circles were slightly red.However, it didn't seem to have anything to do with me, so I said politely, "Is there something you want to do with me?" Qiao Xu seemed to have come to his senses, and rarely said a word, and stood on the sidelines with folded eyes and folded arms.Xie Tianjia said coldly: "It's okay, I will sit here?"

What's the matter?I was very surprised at her aggressiveness, so I crossed my arms and waited for her to continue without saying a word.Sure enough, she looked at me, straight to the point: "Yu Sangxiao, remember, you and Yan Qing broke up a long time ago."

I was even more surprised.

Could it be that I heard wrong?Could it be that she, on a rainy night more than two years ago, asked me out who was so naive and almost stupid at that time, and said to me straightforwardly and slightly contemptuously: "Yu Sangxiao, He Yanqing doesn't love you, he hasn't loved you for a long time , now, is that, person, person he loves, "I"?

Hadn't she, for more than two years, been gleefully displaying her spoils all over the place?

So which one is she singing now?
I frowned, and said sarcastically, "Don't you know the matter between me and He Yanqing the best?" She was still staring at me, something seemed to flash in her eyes, and then said coldly: "I know, until now , you have always been unwilling to accept that I took Yan Qing away."

I no longer cared about the so-called etiquette, and snorted softly in my nostrils.

Always dressed brightly, always with the arrogance of daffodils, and always has a bit of reserve like Lin's sister. She is not from the same school as me, and her reputation is far greater than mine. She is such an outstanding girl. Driven by emotion, he would even say such insecure words.

Why bother?

So, I said lightly, "At the beginning, you were able to snatch He Yanqing smoothly, which is enough to prove everything, isn't it?"

From the beginning to the end, I was by no means rare, and he never cherished it.

She clasped her hands on the table as if she had never heard of it, and still looked at me coldly: "Yu Sangxiao, I hope you understand that the past is over, and the relationship between you and Yan Qing is over long ago!" After that, she stood up, straightened her clothes, and her expression returned to her usual haughty expression, "So, don't wishful thinking, there may still be a place for you between Yan Qing and me!"

I haven't done anything yet, Qiao Xe at the side couldn't hold back any longer, raised his eyebrows, and was about to get mad.As a close friend of mine, she knows all about my past and has long vowed to seek justice for me.

I grabbed her and killed a chicken with a sledgehammer.

"Miss Xie," I smiled slightly, "Your honey is my arsenic, I can assure you with my personality that I have no interest in the matter between you and your boyfriend, and I never waste time thinking that it has nothing to do with me." However, if you are not confident enough in your relationship, or believe too much in your boyfriend's charm, I have a small suggestion." I put away my smile little by little, and said without changing my face: "Either let He was disfigured, or," I paused, "you go for plastic surgery."

People don't offend me, I don't offend others, my consistent creed.

I heard a soft laugh from behind me.

Xie Tianjia's face turned red immediately, and she said in a very unfriendly tone, "Yu Sangxiao, remember what you said today." She didn't look at me, "If you really have that backbone!" She walked away.

I let out a sigh of relief, inexplicable!Me and He Yanqing?Thankfully she figured it out!We have long lost any contact.

It was broken cleanly.

Joe and I looked at each other.She shrugged: "Sang Xiao, actually, to be honest, what is wrong with her?" I nodded.We shouldn't be embarrassing each other, but someone else is really to blame.

While speaking, I subconsciously looked diagonally behind, and couldn't help being taken aback.The one sitting in the back was actually Long Feige who had met once, he was looking at me with a smile, obviously seeing what happened just now.Sitting opposite him was a man and a woman.The woman, about 25 or [-] years old, was very beautiful, wearing a decent Chanel suit, shoulder-length curly hair, and was talking to the man in a suit with a smile on her face.

I recognized it, that man was Long Feimo who had appeared at Sang Tong's ball.

He just turned his head inadvertently and glanced at me.There was still a strong sense of judgment in his eyes.I instinctively dislike him.

His eyes are too sharp.

I nodded to Long Fei Pavilion, and then I planned to get up and leave.Unexpectedly, this familiar fake foreign devil came over happily: "Yu Sangxiao!" As he spoke, he sat down beside Qiao Xu and smiled brightly at her: "Hi—— "

Qiao Zhi, who has always had no resistance to handsome guys, saw a handsome boy with red lips and white teeth, and heart-shaped bubbles popped in his eyes.She also said brilliantly: "Hi—" Then, she winked at me, "Sang Xiao, this is—"

The Chinese of the fake foreign devil is unambiguous, and he said generously: "I am Longfei Pavilion," showing off the origin of the name again, and then gave me a thumbs up, "Yu Sangxiao, I found you talking—" He thought about it for a while, and then said in a very complimentary tone: "... vicious, savage, um, sinister, very sinister."

I am dumbfounded.

Did his mother really graduate from the Chinese Department of Peking University?What kind of Chinese enlightenment education did he receive in the United States?

Qiao Xu also burst out laughing.

He didn't feel wrong at all, he still looked at me with a smile, as if he knew me well and had prepared a draft: "Yu Sangxiao, do me a favor." I said weakly, "Say." Luckily for me.

It's really worth a fight with Sang Mei.

For the first time, he showed a little embarrassment: "Ah, it's like this. You know, I grew up in the United States. I can only speak Chinese, but I can't write it. If it's a little difficult, just..." He spread his hands and made a gesture. With a helpless look, then, he leaned his head back to see what was going on at the table, "My brother asked me to come back to study in university, and I heard from Sang Tong that you are studying Chinese..." He leaned over and said, "Teach me, Teach me Chinese." He looked back at the movement again, apparently a little apprehensive, "It's better than those old men my brother brought back for me."

I froze for a moment: "...ah?" What?I immediately felt that something was wrong, and when I was about to refuse, I saw him schemingly waved his hand, very manly: "It doesn't matter, I will arrange it." He jumped up and nodded at me, "Wait for my news. "

Then he ran back quickly.

I blinked helplessly.

I don't seem to have said anything yet!
Weekend afternoon, as usual, is the day when Sang Mei and I go home.The driver first went to pick her up from the boarding high school, then came to pick me up, and then went home together.As soon as she got home, Sang Mei happily went to find her aunt and aunt and fell in love with her mother and daughter.

The relationship between Sang Tong and her aunt, and Sang Mei and her sister-in-law are surprisingly good. Only I am so out of gregarious, and my relationship with my mother is unclear.

I went back to my room to freshen up, took a book, walked to the glass greenhouse, found an inconspicuous corner, and sat down.This is the sunniest, most vibrant, and my favorite place in the house.It was built by my uncle during his lifetime. He likes flowers and plants.

There are green vines everywhere, meandering out, reflecting a little bit of sunlight, pines and cypresses, angel hearts, golden branches and jade leaves, falling roots, dripping water Guanyin, and heart-to-heart, roses, lilies, orchids, all kinds, layered on top of each other. On the high and low shelves, since my uncle passed away, my aunt has basically taken care of it here.

Speaking of which, although the uncle who died of illness three years ago was famously shrewd, he had a really good relationship with his aunt before he was alive, which was even more rare in the relatively indifferent Yu family.It is said that my grandfather was a playboy when he was young, and he spent many years wandering around in the flowers. When he was old, he became a modest gentleman. He treated his grandmother much better than before, and even took her out for a walk when he was free.But maybe, she was wronged too much when she was young, and when she got old, her grandmother became neither humble nor overbearing, and she didn't have the trepidation towards her grandfather at all.

As for my parents, ever since I started to learn to walk, I have been used to seeing them stand alone in front of a full-length mirror, one is busy dressing up to go out to socialize, the other is busy putting on makeup and going out to play cards. The indifference I showed is still very clear to this day.

While thinking wildly, suddenly, a series of footsteps sounded.Immediately afterwards, a voice rang out: "Sang Tong, it's rare for you to come here with mom."

I poked my head out to take a look, and it turned out that Sang Tong, who was dressed in homely clothes, came over with her aunt on her arm.I was hesitating whether to go out to say hello, but in the blink of an eye, they had already sat down on two wicker chairs not far from me.

I heard my aunt's gentle voice: "Sang Tong, why didn't you go out with your friends today?" "Isn't it good to stay at home with you?" Sang Tong joked slightly.The aunt also laughed: "Of course, it's just, aren't you bored?"

Sang Tong didn't answer, but persuaded: "Really, Mom, you should also go out to play more and make more friends. I'm busy and can't take care of you all the time."

The aunt said indifferently: "I'm so old, it doesn't matter." After a while, the voice of the aunt was still calm, "Why doesn't your friend surnamed Long see you very much recently?"

I laughed, afraid that was the point.I'm used to seeing aunts, uncles and other people in the family. When they reach the right age, they are like commodities to be sold. I always want to have a good price.Uncle had no choice but to give up his first love girlfriend and married the daughter of a local tea merchant, while my aunt married a clothing store owner who had only met once or twice before marriage. Then, after getting divorced, she went back to her natal family, and from time to time, she was beaten by her grandparents and aunts.

Like the white tassel in Love in Allure.

Sang Tong didn't answer.

The aunt paused for a moment, and then said, "I went out to play cards a while ago, and I heard several people talking about him. Long Jingtian's nephew, he is young, has good talent and good looks, and he took over the position as soon as he returned home. attention."

"Mom, he's just an ordinary friend I met by chance before returning to China. What do you want to say?" Sang Tong's voice was filled with impatience.The aunt smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that your grandpa has a good impression of him and asked me several times in private."

Sang Tong also laughed, with a hint of sarcasm in his laughter: "Do you have a better impression of him or his family background?"

"Sang Tong!" Auntie shouted, "Don't talk nonsense!" A moment later, her voice was faint, "I used to be very strong and wanted to argue for everything, but since your father passed away suddenly, I don't care about anything. Well, as long as you live a good life, I don't live in vain. Besides, your grandfather has always valued you very much, and hopes that you will have a good home in the future, what's wrong?"

"Mom—" Sang Tong seemed to know that she had made a slip of the tongue, and immediately changed her appearance, and said a little coquettishly, "Mom, I'm wrong, I should die, okay?" After a while, she was half joking and half serious again Land: "It's just that people don't always come to me. I'm a beautiful girl, so I can't take the initiative to find him, right?"

The sound of their footsteps seemed to gradually fade away.I only heard a vague voice: "You can..." I pushed aside the book covering my face and stretched my feet.

The nephew of Long Jingtian who just passed away?The head of the city's largest logistics group?I smiled, no wonder grandpa is so enthusiastic.

Longfei Pavilion is really not to be underestimated.

Or, I should say, the charm of the Long Group behind him is too great.As a result, my father, who has been ignoring trivial matters, was able to turn around and ask me to solemnly call me to the study room, and asked me to study Chinese for him seriously, seriously, and seriously.The attitude was as serious and unaccommodating as ever.

I looked at him and endured it.

So, now I am sitting in the living room of Long's house, listening to this kid's chatter.

"Hey, Sang Xiao," he asked shamelessly, "why is 'so-so' not two horses and two tigers, but something similar?"

I looked at him, speechless.

"Also, I'm very surprised, why do other people laugh at me when I say go downstairs?" He repeated innocently.

I sighed; "Because what you said was not going downstairs, but dirty." The kid was lucky that no one else beat him.

Seeing that all the questions he had accumulated for a whole week were about to come out, I hurriedly coughed lightly and spoke first: "Open the book, it's still early, we can learn more today." This kid is very smart, "Chinese 900 Sentences" and the like can be completely skipped, first teach him some poems, and then teach him more complex sentences such as ordering food, traveling, and shopping.

People take food as their heaven.

Besides, he resigned the old professor of the Chinese Department to condescend to me, at least he can't insult his mission.However, when I first saw him writing Chinese, I almost fainted.

Not to mention the crooked handwriting, out of ten, nine and a half are wrong.

The other half is missing.

I suddenly felt a heavy burden on my shoulders, and I couldn't help but think to myself:
At his level, his brother...

Worrying.

He is not fluent in Chinese characters, and the Chinese people's cleverness is not covered, like a roundworm in my stomach, I immediately said: "I didn't study hard in the United States, my brother is much better than me," he looked at Me, "You may not be as good as him."

I raised my eyebrows, not paying attention.

I just listen to it.

I can see that this kid has an inexplicable admiration complex for his brother.When you mention it, it's like turning on the faucet, and you can talk endlessly.Sure enough, his eyes sparkled with infinite pride and he spattered with pride: "Thinking of my brother back then..."

I hastened to turn the tide: "Well... Let's start with "Will Enter the Wine" today, and we will talk about it later..."

The first "Thinking of the Year" lasted an hour and a half, and the second time also narrowly passed an hour.

Forgive me for not being able to learn again.

The boy in front of him, who has always regarded Li Bai as the highest idol (rarely surpassing his brother), was successfully distracted, opened the book with great excitement, and closed his mouth.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

As the saying goes, teaching is fun.

As the saying goes, read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles.

So, gradually, under the strong request of Longfei Pavilion, I began to selectively take him out, let him communicate with others, and then point out the fallacies.One day, while admiring sweet-scented osmanthus at Guifo Temple, she happened to meet Qiao Xie.She widened her eyes at first, and then pulled me aside: "A date, I can't tell, Sang Xiao, it's really started..."

After a big gasp: "...have you earned the little handsome man's money?"

A look of envy.

I sent a consoling look to Longfei Pavilion not far away, and then turned to stare at her: "Stop talking nonsense." It was so ambiguous.

She didn't take it seriously, and still clicked her tongue: "Handsome guy, handsome guy, he is the second in Yuan Bin. Why can't I meet such an excellent student?" The handsome guy in a suit next to him is more mature, cool and tasteful..." She hooked my shoulder and kissed me with a playful smile: "How about it, if you are familiar with me, help my sister to pay attention, huh?"

I looked at her, dumbfounded.

It was this person who, from his junior year, clamored every day in the dormitory to get rid of himself before dusk, almost obsessed.If I had known today, when I was a freshman and a sophomore, why did I have to have my nostrils upturned and look like I regarded the boys around me as dung.I don't know why, but I suddenly got into trouble with Ning Hao, the party secretary who has been chasing her hard since the beginning of school, and when they met, they would be ridiculed endlessly.

However, I still stubbornly believe that the relationship between these two people is not over.

So, I patted her on the face: "I'll talk about Mr. Sadako first."

There is an allusion to this sentence.

These two people, when they quarreled to the point where they couldn't get enough of the quarrel, or when they were so hot that their inspirations continued to flow, just for a few words that they thought were incisive, they didn't hesitate to get up in the middle of the night and fight each other on the phone.

Therefore, this is Miss Sadako, and that is Mr. Sadako.

They are all very famous.

It's strange to say that I've been in and out of Long's house for quite a few weekends, but I've never seen Long Feimo.

So one day, when I was giving a lecture to Longfei Pavilion, when I looked up, I was startled.

There was a man standing at the door, looking at me sharply.There seemed to be a little surprise in his eyes.

Before I could open my mouth, the person beside me who was already a bit distracted immediately shouted happily: "Brother, are you back?"

The person at the door walked in, gave a faint "hmm", and then said, "I've been abroad for a while, how is my family?"

"Good."

Long Feimo glanced at me, frowned, and then ordered: "Feige, come up with me."

(End of this chapter)