Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

When he was in high school, Ji Xuechen didn't live alone yet, so he lived with his uncle and aunt.

After living here for a long time, his uncle and aunt probably know his daily routine. They know that he video chats with the little girl he met in the hospital every week, and they basically don't come to disturb him.

But Ji Chengxi was gone. He was stuck behind Ji Xuechen, wanting to listen to his brother. Moreover, it was Christmas in a few days, so his brother must have prepared a gift to send to the sister abroad. He also wanted a gift, so he wanted to have a sense of presence.

Ji Xuechen saw what the silly brother was planning at a glance, and coaxed him away with a gift.

Only then did I send a video invitation to Tingqiao who was far abroad.

She didn't answer the call this first time. This was often the case. Maybe she was busy or not awake yet. Usually Ji Xuechen would call again later, or wait for her to call.

He waited at the computer desk for a while.

—

Tingqiao was indeed busy. She was taking a shower. It was night in China, but it was already morning here. The custom here is to get up and take a shower in the morning.

But it’s not that she has this habit, it’s that she came back late from her classmate’s birthday party last night and fell asleep with her head covered, so she wanted to take a shower when she got up this morning.

Tingqiao simply wiped her hair with a towel and walked out. She just heard the video invitation tone.

It should be her ice cream brother.

Come over and take a look, and sure enough it is.

Without thinking, she resent the video invitation, which was quickly accepted.

The man in the video was slightly startled, "Why don't you blow dry your hair first?"

Tingqiao pulled out the chair and sat down, then casually wiped his hair with a towel and said casually: "I'm afraid you'll wait too long."

Ji Xuechen immediately said: "No."

Tingqiao couldn't help but smile at him.

Based on the frequency of video calls between the two of them every week, in fact, sometimes they don’t know what to talk about face to face. After all, there is not something interesting to say every week.

But they never thought about turning off the video. This seemed to have become a tacit understanding between them. Sometimes they would just leave the video on and do their own thing.

Neither of them realizes the reason for this.

Tingqiao learned some tips on making milk tea from a classmate, and recently started to make her own milk tea. The video was still on, so she started tinkering around.

By the way, I also told Ji Xuechen how to make it delicious. On such a cold day, a cup of hot milk tea is so much more comfortable.

Ji Xuechen looked down at the book and responded to her words from time to time.

After a while, he reminded her again, "It's time to blow dry your hair."

Tingqiao touched it and said, "Okay."

He took out the hair dryer from the bottom box and said, "It will make some noise. You can turn down the volume."

Ji Xuechen: "Okay."

The only sound in the room was the whirring of the hair dryer. Ji Xuechen turned down the volume to make it less noisy.

Among such high-frequency sounds, a ringtone suddenly came.

Tingqiao's cell phone rang.

She had no choice but to pause the hair dryer and click on the hands-free answer without looking.

"Nancy, Christmas is coming, and Manitoba Amusement Park is about to hold its 20th anniversary. Can I invite you to play with me?" This is her classmate Polly.

He spoke very quickly, as if he was being chased, "If you agree, please give me an answer tomorrow."

Then the call was hung up very quickly, for fear that she would refuse on the spot.

Without the sound of the hair dryer, the boy's voice on the other end of the phone was particularly noticeable. Even Ji Xuechen, who had turned down the volume on the other end of the video, heard it.

His English is naturally not bad. Although he speaks very quickly, he still understands the general content after careful reflection.

I no longer wanted to read the book in my hand, but I didn't raise my eyes.

Tingqiao thought he didn't hear it.

"Who invited you to the amusement park?" He asked with a smile, but he didn't seem to care much and didn't even raise his head.

Tingqiao said truthfully: "Classmate Polly in the class."

"He likes you?"

"Well, probably."

Only then did he raise his head to look at her.

The girl's hair should be dry and wet, and she stopped blow-drying her hair halfway. Her shiny black hair was scattered and messy, and the broken hair around her ears had not been gathered up. The small earlobes that were barely exposed looked soft and white.

At this moment, his heart seemed to tremble.

It seemed as if he finally realized something.

His eyes stayed on her for too long, and Tingqiao awkwardly pinched the strand of hair hanging from his ears.

"Why are you asking this?"

"..." Ji Xuechen did not answer, but said: "Don't go."

Tingqiao looked at him blankly.

It took a long time to say "oh".

Then he lowered his head and whispered: "I didn't want to go, it's so cold outside."

"I sent you a gift." He said suddenly.

Tingqiao's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "I also sent you a gift, you should keep it well."

"Ah."

We chatted like this for a while and then slowly ended the video.

Ji Xuechen looked at the video that had ended and slowly turned his head to look at the calendar on the table.

I already have an idea in my mind.

—

"are you awake?"

"Huh? What?"

"Come out and open the door."

"..."

When she walked to the door, Tingqiao was still a little confused. Why did he ask her to open the door? Did someone bring something over? What's the surprise again?

Confused, she opened the door.

There was still some snow falling outside, but unfortunately she had no intention of paying attention to it.

All her attention was focused on the person who suddenly appeared in front of her. She had been in the video all along, but she still felt strange and familiar at the moment when she actually saw him.

He wanted to take a step forward but hesitated.

Until the man raised his lips, looked at her with a smile, and spread his hands, "Qiaoqiao, are you surprised?"

Tingqiao finally pounced forward, leaving him staggering.

"Surprised and delighted!" she exclaimed.

……

As his eyes blurred again and again, Tingqiao somehow remembered that scene.

Still so excited.

He leaned over slightly, pressed his forehead against hers, and pinched her small earlobe.

"What do you think?"

"I'm thinking about the first time you went abroad to find me..."

He listened carefully and laughed naturally with her.

Then he covered her lips.

The clock on the wall is still ticking.

Listen to the ups and downs of the bridge built on him.

-

A few years later, after the wedding had been completed, Tingqiao suddenly asked Chengzi: "By the way, Chengzi, where are you from?"

Orange thought for a moment, "What Orange?"

Tingqiao stared at it.

It stared at the listening bridge.

"..."

"...You're talking about me?! My name is not Orange?!"

Tingqiao suddenly realized, oh, it turns out that she hadn't asked its name yet, and it didn't take the initiative to explain... eh, or did it mean that it had already been said but she didn't listen?

"I am the unique Jianghe. There is no number before me, and there is no number after me."

Jianghe stressed very seriously.

Tingqiao asked again: "Then why do you look so like a mutated orange?"

Jianghe felt very aggrieved, "The mimicry I chose when I appeared was based on the things around you. This is not my true appearance."

Tingqiao: "Oh."

-

Until their lives came to an end, Jianghe received the transmission prompt, so he automatically blocked himself, closed his consciousness on his own, and went to the next world.

During this period, the data on it made a sizzling sound, which roughly translates to this -

"My numbers have stabilized."

"It took a while."

"It's okay, but what happened to the 'system' you created? Is it malfunctioning?"

"...It's your fault."

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