Don't fall in love with the professor

Jiang Xia was going to another city to find classmates to play with, so he set off alone.

Zhong Kexing and Jiang Xiaocheng traveled to Beicheng by car according to the established plan, and then transferred to fly back to Hangning.

Zhong Kexing knew that Jiang Xiaocheng suffered from motion sickness, and he was not in a hurry, so he specially booked a hotel in Beicheng, hoping that he could rest at ease for a night.

But after getting off the train, Jiang Xiaocheng was still in good spirits, he didn't look tired at all, and even excitedly proposed to take a walk in the city center.

Zhong Kexing thought about it for a while, and felt that this was a good suggestion. He agreed, and took out his mobile phone, preparing to make a comprehensive travel plan.

Jiang Xiaocheng stopped his movements and said, "Let's just walk casually, and wherever we go, it counts, okay?"

When he said this, there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and the light in his eyes was moving. Zhong Kexing couldn't say it well.

In Beicheng in October, there were already signs of early winter. Zhong Kexing specially put on a windbreaker to keep out the cold, and helped Jiang Xiaocheng tie the scarf.

The two walked out of the hotel entrance, looked at the wide and spacious road, breathed in the cool and clear air, and both of them faintly looked forward to this aimless trip.

Zhong Kexing asked, "Where are we going?"

Jiang Xiaocheng said: "There is a Russian-style street, one kilometer away from here, let's walk slowly, how about it?"

Zhong Kexing nodded and said hello.

Jiang Xiaocheng saw that he was completely obeying the arrangement, but he was a little worried that he would not be able to take on the responsibility of being a "host". .”

Zhong Kexing knew what he was worried about, took his hand, and said, "It's okay, it's interesting to go anywhere with you."

This is a real love story.

Jiang Xiaocheng's face immediately turned red, and he didn't dare to look into the other person's eyes. He walked silently for a while before saying, "Why have you changed so much?"

Zhong Kexing was taken aback for a moment, "What change?"

"That's right, that's right..." Jiang Xiaocheng faltered for a long time before saying, "You shouldn't... Where did you learn it?"

Only then did Zhong Kexing understand what he meant, and said with a broken smile, "Do you think I learned it? What I said was entirely in my heart, and it didn't exist—"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Xiaocheng was really worried that he would say something shocking to the world, so he interrupted him.

Zhong Kexing stared at him for a while, then said: "Don't you like it? You don't like it, I won't talk about it in the future, but I think you seem to like..."

Jiang Xiaocheng covered his ears with both hands, not wanting to listen to him anymore, and walked forward sullenly, intending to leave him behind.

With a smile on Zhong Kexing's face, he caught up with him in three steps at a time.

The best time to visit Beicheng is in winter. At that time, the whole city is covered with snow, and the ice lights on both sides of the road are bright, just like the fairy tale world in the movie.

In contrast, this season is much inferior, the street trees are bare and only the branches are left, the weather is also cold, there are not many tourists, and there is always a sense of bleakness.

But Zhong Kexing and Jiang Xiaocheng didn't feel lost, they still walked happily on the long street paved with stone bricks, and walked into European-style buildings.

They bought a piece of ice cream, Jiang Xiaocheng tasted it first, squinted his eyes from the ice, and felt that the taste was sweet and rich, so he immediately raised it to Zhong Kexing's mouth.

Zhong Kexing lowered his head and took a bite where he had bitten.

After not taking two steps, I bumped into a stall selling candied haws again. The red hawthorns were strung into strings and neatly inserted on the straw shelves, which made people like it.

Jiang Xiaocheng's eyes lit up, "Ke Xing, let's eat this."

Zhong Kexing struggled and said, "No, it's too cold, we've already eaten ice cream."

When encountering food-related matters, Jiang Xiaocheng became very unprincipled. He said: "But the taste is different. You can't eat this elsewhere. I'll buy it for you. I'll just taste it."

Zhong Kexing helplessly let go of the hand that stopped him.

In addition to food, there are also many small shops selling Russian goods, brightly colored matryoshka dolls, finely carved ornaments, bright metal ornaments... It is dazzling.

They walked out of one store, then turned into another store, and soon found that they all sold the same things, but they still browsed with relish.

Before I knew it, I came to the end of the long street, where there was a big river with light waves rippling on the boundless river.

Zhong Kexing and Jiang Xiaocheng sat on the stone steps by the river.

Jiang Xiaocheng looked at the place where Tianshui meets, and suddenly said a word.

"it's a pity."

Zhong Kexing looked at him and asked, "What's the pity?"

Jiang Xiaocheng had a longing look on his face, and said: "It's not winter now, and in winter, there will be snow as big as a goose feather. Let you see."

There is regret in the tone.

Zhong Kexing tightened his throat and said: "It's okay, we can come again in winter, and we can come if we want to come later."

A bouncy ball flew out from nowhere, bounced and landed at the feet of the two of them, Jiang Xiaocheng stretched out his hand and picked it up.

A seven or eight-year-old Russian girl stumbled over, speaking a foreign language, seemingly anxious.

Jiang Xiaocheng looked at her with a smile, handed the ball over, and said something softly.

The little girl's expression changed from surprise to surprise, as if she had finally found someone to communicate with, and she uttered a series of crisp words.

He didn't even look timid.

Until a blond mother appeared and took her away apologetically.

Zhong Kexing looked at Jiang Xiaocheng and said, "I didn't know you could speak Russian."

Jiang Xiaocheng was embarrassed by his gaze, and said: "When I was in junior high school, I took Russian class and learned a little bit, but now I have almost forgotten it."

He said again: "I can only guess five or six points of that little girl's words. She speaks so fast later that I don't understand."

Zhong Kexing suggested, "Then you teach me a word?"

Jiang Xiaocheng raised his head and thought for a while, then said something lightly and quickly, but Zhong Kexing didn't keep up, and only repeated a few syllables, which was not standard.

Jiang Xiaocheng had no choice but to slow down his speech and repeated it several times.

Zhong Kexing read along and quickly corrected the pronunciation.

"What does it mean?"

Jiang Xiaocheng turned his head, with a smile on his face, and said: "I just remembered it suddenly, I forgot what it meant."

Zhong Ke couldn't help asking: "Do you really not remember?"

Jiang Xiaocheng refused to answer, so Zhong Kexing stopped persecuting him, but on the way back, he had to show off this newly learned sentence every time he walked.

The man's voice was deep and melodious, like a melodious cello, and his Russian language was terrible.

Jiang Xiaocheng regretted to death, said: "Can you stop talking."

Zhong Kexing put on a puzzled expression and asked, "Why? Is my pronunciation very substandard? You can teach me again."

Playing around all the way, finally returned to the hotel, Jiang Xiaocheng thought that the matter had been turned over, and was just about to take a bath, when suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his waist, and he fell into the bed.

Jiang Xiaocheng screamed, pushed Zhong Kexing's shoulder, but didn't push, looked up to Zhong Kexing's eyes, just about to say something, but was suddenly overwhelmed by the affection in those eyes.

Quiet involuntarily.

Zhong Kexing said, "That sentence means I love you, right?"

Jiang Xiaocheng originally wanted to say that it was a joke and an unintentional act, but at this moment, he suddenly didn't want to find the so-called reason, he said: "Yes."

Zhong Kexing's heart skipped a beat, and he stared at his face closely, not letting go of a trace of expression.

"Yeah, what do you mean?"

Jiang Xiaocheng suddenly remembered those old photos his mother left him, and remembered the shock and joy in his heart when he saw the words "Mom loves you".

If you love someone, you should say it early, you don't know how much power such a simple three words will give the other party.

Jiang Xiaocheng said word by word: "Yeah means yes, I love you."

Zhong Kexing never knew that Jiang Xiaocheng was so frank, his blood was boiling, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Is what you said true?"

There was a tremor in the voice.

Seeing his nervousness, Jiang Xiaocheng felt somewhat triumphant. He was glad that he said these three words first, and he also knew that it was the other party's meticulous love that gave him such courage.

He said: "How could I lie to you about such a serious matter, I love you."

Then asked: "So, how do you feel about me?"

Zhong Kexing's eyes were a little moist, and he said, "I love you too."

Jiang Xiaocheng lowered his eyelids, raised his eyelashes again, the starlight of the entire Milky Way radiated in his eyes, and said, "I love you, and you love me too, isn't that just right?"

Zhong Kexing choked up and said, "Yes, just right."

It turns out that I love you and you love me too, it feels so good.

In the days to come, we must continue to love like this.

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The author has something to say: There are a few extras: What are the precautions in love, who proposed first, is there really a seven-year itch, how to not be nervous when visiting the other's parents for the first time, when did the other party get caught? Tempted, what are the chances of you quarreling... Update as you please, after all the extras are updated, the article will be marked as over, thank you for your support all the way!The two of you will always be happy together!

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