Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

The day of my birthday is Tuesday, and the classes are full from morning to night. My sister gave me the order without frowning when I saw my class schedule. Someone came to the school to pick me up and take me to the hotel.

Subconsciously, I thought that this "special person" must be the uncle driver who is usually responsible for picking me up, but I didn't expect to bump into Zhou Diqing on the only way from the teaching building to the south gate.

The moment I saw Zhou Diqing, I suddenly realized that the so-called "specialist" by my sister was not someone else but him. I couldn't help sneering, this "specialist" is really big enough.

I never invited Zhou Diqing to tonight's birthday party, and I didn't plan to invite him to this big Buddha. I thought it would be fine for the whole family to have a meal together, but since he will appear here at this time, I would like to invite you Who he was was already coming out.Now that it has become a fact, I don't want to worry about my sister's unscrupulous means to achieve her goal. She can do whatever she likes.

Zhou Diqing wore a light blue slim-fit suit today, and a pair of toad mirrors that covered most of his face. His hair was scratched with pomade, and he had a very individual personality. His two long legs held a very charming look. The postures overlapped, and the whole person leaned against the driver's door of the same color as the suit, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was waiting for someone.

On the campus of B University, which has always been simple and honest, such a picture with a completely different style of painting suddenly appeared, which naturally aroused the attention of many people.In order to avoid long nights and dreams, I simply lowered my head and quickly approached the flamboyant blue Ferrari. Before Zhou Diqing had time to react, I opened the co-pilot's door and got in.

I just fastened my seat belt and Zhou Diqing also sat in. The toad mirror has been taken off and hung on the collar of his shirt. The first sentence he said was: "I can't wait? Don't give me a birthday star Chance."

"To save time." Someone who rolled his eyes at a hippie smiling face said casually, "Let's drive."

"No hurry." Zhou Diqing said, reaching out to the back seat of the car to reach for a very beautifully wrapped white gift box, and then handing it to me with both hands, with a slightly raised brow, "Open it and have a look."

"No hurry." I also imitated Zhou Diqing's tone, pushed open the gift box without any trace, and said lightly, "Don't make my sister wait too long."

"Is that why you don't give me face?" Zhou Diqing smiled helplessly, even with a hint of begging, "At least open it and take a look."

I'm not a hard-hearted person. Seeing Zhou Diqing's insistence, I couldn't bear to refuse the second time, so I took the gift box and put it on my lap and began to unwrap the colorful purple ribbon tied on the gift box.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Zhou Diqing looking at me expectantly as I unwrapped the present, as if she was sure that I would like this gift.I thought to myself how could you be so confident, and I deliberately speeded up my hands, and rudely tore off the ribbon tied round after round, and lifted the lid of the box.

I was stunned at this one glance, my hands holding the lid of the box were completely frozen, and I couldn't move my eyes away a little bit.

"How is it?" Seeing me stunned, Zhou Diqing thought I was shocked by his gift, and couldn't help but smile a little smugly, "Is it exactly the same?"

I didn't expect Zhou Diqing to say that he would compensate me for the exact same dress, but it wasn't just a matter of talk. The white dress lying quietly in the box in front of me was indeed exactly the same as the one Song Yu sent, whether it was the tailoring or the fabric used for the dress, No flaws can be found at all.

In the ear, Zhou Diqing was still talking about the origin of this dress: "I flew to Italy specially for this dress, and asked the most famous designer in Milan to cut it by myself. It was purely handmade, and it took a whole month. It was airlifted back to City B last week."

"Heh..." I couldn't help laughing, and at the same time, I pushed back the lid heavily.

Zhou Diqing was a little stunned, and the smile on his face froze for a moment, then he leaned over and asked me tentatively, "Is there anything you did differently?"

I really don't know if Zhou Diqing is a single-celled organism. Does he really think that if he gets one dirty, he will give me the exact same one so that I can pretend nothing happened?It's too naive.No matter how precious this dress is made by the most famous designer in Milan, in my eyes, it is just a copy that is made exactly the same. If something is broken, it is broken. I am forced to accept a copy Tasting doesn't make me happy, it just backfires and hurts me.

Maybe I shouldn't spoil Zhou Diqing's intentions, at least in his opinion, the only compensation he can think of is for me to pay so much and fly to Milan to find a famous teacher for me to copy a dress that I especially cherish. But this is not what I really want.Yes, Zhou Diqing is very good, but what he gives me is only what he thinks I want or what he thinks is the best, and I don't even have the right to be independent.Perhaps this is the furthest distance between two people. Even though they are close at hand, they still cannot understand what the other party really wants.

Reluctantly twitching the corners of his mouth, he tied a ribbon while responding to Zhou Diqing: "No, it's really copied exactly." I deliberately emphasized the word "copy", and I almost gritted my teeth so hard.

"Then why do you look unhappy?" Zhou Diqing stretched out his hand to hold my movement, and said in a firm tone, "Tongtong, the cutest thing about you is that when you are happy, you will fully express it on your face, because you have nothing to do. You are scheming, but your unhappiness will also be fully displayed on your face."

"Really?" I withdrew my hand forcefully and smiled, "Maybe you are too sensitive, I'm really not unhappy."

Zhou Diqing frowned, with a very hurt expression, and held back for a while before asking again: "Then... can Tongtong wear it for me again tonight?"

"Wear it again?" I repeated Zhou Diqing's words, and couldn't help but sneer in my heart, you are wrong, I didn't wear it for you, I wore it for Song Yu.

Zhou Diqing nodded: "Yes, I didn't take a good look at you that night."

"Farewell." I shook my head and refused, "You will be laughed at if you wear the same dress twice."

"But that's another way." Zhou Diqing was still arguing.

"But they are exactly the same." I turned my face and met Zhou Diqing's eyes, letting him see the seriousness in my eyes, "It's so fine that even every stitch is exactly the same, how do you want me to wear it?"

"..." Zhou Diqing stopped talking, and there was a hint of sadness on his chiseled handsome face.

"Let's drive." I turned my face away, stuffed the box containing the dress under the seat indiscriminately, then leaned back on the chair, closed my eyes and didn't want to talk anymore.

"Tongtong..."

Zhou Diqing called my name softly, so close to my ear, so gentle, but I didn't want to respond, and couldn't respond, I just whispered to myself: "Sleepy, hungry."

After a brief silence, Zhou Diqing really didn't say anything more, the unique roar of Ferrari sounded immediately, and the next second, the car sped out like an arrow off the string.

2015-01-25