One big and one small are practicing love

After finishing the hot pot, Master Zhao drove Liu Xiaochen back to school.

The rain was still pouring down, and the cold wind was blowing, making it even colder than during the day.

But Liu Xiaochen's stomach was full, his body was warm, and his heart was happy, which was enough to withstand the cold autumn.

The car had just been driving for a while when Liu Xiaochen suddenly said: "Master Zhao, I feel uncomfortable in my stomach. Please stop by the roadside."

"What's wrong, Xiaoxiao, do I need to take you to the hospital?" Master Zhao said while slowing down the car.

"No! No need!" Liu Xiaochen said urgently, "I just want to go to the toilet."

At this time, the car had stopped on the side of the road. Master Zhao turned around and said, "Then I will drive you to the nearest shopping mall."

Liu Xiaochen picked up his pink schoolbag and said, "No, there are restrooms at the subway station." He pointed to the subway sign not far away, and then said, "I'm taking the subway back to school by the way. You don't have to send me off. Come home quickly." Bar."

"Your arm is injured, and it's still raining. Don't take anything. I'll wait for you here, Xiaoxiao. Find me when you come out."

Liu Xiaochen slung the canvas bag over his shoulder again and said: "Master Zhao, don't wait for me, go home quickly. This little injury won't be a problem." With that, he opened the car door and walked out.

Master Zhao hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. As soon as I went out, I was greeted by the cold wind and the fine rain hitting my face, making it very cold.

When Master Zhao came out, Liu Xiaochen had already walked some distance away, holding an umbrella in his hand but not holding it open.

"Xiao Xiao!" Master Zhao shouted.

Liu Xiaochen turned his head, waved his hand and replied loudly: "Master Zhao, I am young and strong, everything will be fine. You can go back quickly." After that, he turned around and walked quickly to the subway station.

Seeing that Liu Xiaochen was determined, Master Zhao stood in front of the car and stopped shouting. Watching quietly, I saw that in the vast night, under the street lights, the drizzle was falling slantingly, and the mist was rising. Liu Xiaochen was thin and carried a lot of things on his back. His steps were brisk and powerful, and he disappeared into the crowd as soon as he turned a corner.

It was around nine o'clock in the evening. There were not many people in the carriage and there were empty seats.

Liu Xiaochen sat down next to him, with his umbrella hanging on the armrest of his seat and his canvas bag on his lap. Then he carefully stretched his injured arm and slowly took off the canvas bag.

After taking a few deep breaths and breathing evenly, Liu Xiaochen took out his cell phone from his bag, called Sun Xinxin, explained why he didn't answer the phone, and asked what happened.

Sun Xinxin said that Zhang Cheng promised to have dinner together this Saturday afternoon, have barbecue, and bring his girlfriend Yao Yuting with him. Let Liu Xiaochen prepare an apology statement.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Xiaochen was too lazy to unzip his school bag and threw the phone into the canvas bag with a "bang" sound. When Liu Xiaochen heard the sound, he looked down and saw that his cell phone had hit the paper box. Chanel paper box.

Take out the carton and look at it silently for a while. Thinking of everything that happened around it, and smelling the strong smell of hot pot on my body, I felt complicated.

Real life is objective and true. Walking in the cold rain, squeezing in the subway, smelling like hot pot, and it’s not convenient to take a shower when I get back, the living expenses are the recipients.

This kind of self is really not suitable for wearing expensive perfume. Like Gu Liya, she relies on taxis to travel. Her family is wealthy and she can buy luxury goods easily. This is the kind of perfume you should use.

Thinking about it, I opened the box and unpacked it.

The cold white light in the carriage shone quietly, still shining like crystal. There is also a piece of white cardboard in the box, with two lines of black text printed in the middle. The first line is 'chanel' in English, and the second line is 'sincerely thank you' in Chinese.

"Sincerely thank you." Liu Xiaochen recited these five words in a low voice, slowly picked up the white cardboard, sprayed perfume on the cardboard twice, leaned closer to smell it, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

Since it's not suitable, just hide it silently.

With tears in his eyes, Liu Xiaochen carefully put the perfume back into the carton, and then put the white cardboard sprayed with perfume into a red notebook.

The roommates were still curious about Zuo Kunmin and couldn't bear their constant questioning and random suspicions. Liu Xiaochen told them the truth, but there were some things he didn't say.

Tell them. Zuo Kunmin’s wife is her teacher. She came to her school to teach six years ago and lived in her home. The two of them got to know each other day and night for half a year. Later, he was entrusted by his wife to support her education and life, and was her benefactor. He gave me the bottle of Chanel No. [-] because of a misunderstanding.

Liu Xiaochen didn't say anything about their letter.

On the morning of the first day of school, the rain stopped. After this autumn rain, the temperature dropped sharply, and the fallen leaves all over the campus looked depressed and sentimental. The sky is very blue, with a few light clouds floating in it.

Just like in the past, Liu Xiaochen got up early to memorize English words and prepare for the CET-[-] exam. Carrying schoolbags, I shuttle between various teaching buildings to attend classes. When there is no class, I go to the library to read. The biggest dilemma is which book to read first. Occasionally, I would eat some snacks in the back streets of school with my classmates or roommates.

The wound no longer hurts and does not affect normal life. Sometimes it feels itchy, so rub it a few times with gauze.

On Friday night, as usual, Liu Xiaochen had half an hour to turn off the lights when he returned to his dormitory from the library. Put on your pajamas, wash up quickly, take anti-inflammatory medicine with warm water, and then apply ointment to the wound.

Alcohol, gauze, tape, ointment, etc. are placed on the desk. Rolling up his sleeves, he turned his head under the desk lamp, removed the gauze, disinfected, and applied medicine.

"Xiao Chen, let me help you." Gu Liya came over and said.

Liu Xiaochen looked back at Gu Liya and said with a smile: "Thank you, no need to trouble you, I can do it by myself."

"Oh~" Gu Liya dragged out the pronunciation of the word a bit long and still stood beside her.

Seeing that Gu Liya seemed to have something to say, Liu Xiaochen took the initiative to ask: "What's the matter, Liya?"

"Well, Mr. Zuo's suit has been washed and I'll get it back this afternoon."

"Excuse me, Liya." Liu Xiaochen said piously. She was applying ointment, put down the cotton swab, stood up, went to the bedside to get the bag, and said: "How much is the dry cleaning fee? I'll give it to you."

"No, no!" Gu Liya waved her hands and shook her head, and said hurriedly: "It doesn't cost much. What I want to say is, aren't you going to have dinner with your high school classmates tomorrow? I happen to have nothing to do, so tell me Address, I'll deliver it."

Liu Xiaochen took out a brand new one hundred from his wallet, handed it to Gu Liya, and said, "I soiled my clothes, so I have to pay for it. I don't know if it's enough."

"You really don't need it." Gu Liya waved her hand and walked away, sitting at her desk, and said, "Your money doesn't belong to Mr. Zuo, it's just the wool coming from the sheep!" As she said that, she laughed.

When Liu Xiaochen came to Gu Liya holding the money, when he heard these words, his heart felt as if he had been grabbed by something sharp, it hurt and he froze there.

"Liya, take it." Hao Qingqing, who had been sitting on the bed and watching a movie with headphones on, suddenly said. She took off one of the headphones, holding it in her hand, and said: "You spend your parents' money, Mr. Zuo gives it to Xiaochen The money spent is not your own money. Washing clothes is a matter between you two, so the money should be clearly accounted for. "

Gu Liya and Liu Xiaochen looked up at Hao Qingqing at the same time.

"I don't think it's necessary to calculate it so clearly." Liu Cuili, who was applying a facial mask, came out of the bathroom and said vaguely: "Liya spent her parents' money, and she is justified in spending whatever she wants. Although Mr. Zuo sponsored Xiaochen to go to school, But Mr. Zuo is just Teacher Xiaochen’s husband, so the relationship is far removed, so how can it be the same!"

Hao Qingqing took off the other earphone, sat up straight and said: "Because Liya spends her parents' money, it is natural for you to eat and drink around her, wear Liya's clothes, and use other people's skin care products, Cosmetics, huh?”

Liu Cuili pulled off the mask and said loudly: "Hao Qingqing, you don't have to pretend to be noble here. Your laptop and mobile phone were not all bought with your boyfriend's money. You were only a freshman and you started living with boys outside the school. you……"

"You two, stop arguing." Liu Xiaochen hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Liu Cuili's arm and pulled her towards her desk. Then he looked up at Hao Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, let's not talk about this today. The lights are about to be turned off. I have to hurry up." Ask Mr. Zuo what time is convenient tomorrow to send him a suit."

As soon as he said this, the lights went out and he was suddenly plunged into darkness. His retinas had not yet adapted, and no one could see anyone clearly.