Song of Qingqiu

Ye Hua raised his hand and put a piece of arctic scallop covered with red flowers on a white plate, then raised his head to look at her, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"No, I didn't think about anything."?Bai Qian paused, quickly lowered her head, picked up the chopsticks, and put the scallop in front of her into her mouth.

After taking a bite, he couldn't help coughing loudly.It turned out that when she was distracted just now, she got too much green mustard, which made her nose and mouth full of spicy taste, and it even shot up to her chest.

When Bai Qian was losing her composure and being embarrassed, Ye Hua kindly handed over a tissue, and said with a smile, "Next time, dip less. The wasabi in this restaurant is a bit choking."

Bai Qian wiped her mouth in embarrassment, coughed for a while, and drank a big mouthful of water to suppress the hotness with difficulty.

Ye Hua was still smiling, full of the warmth of early spring.

Bai Qian looked at him, but only in a daze.

Ye Hua took out a very delicate brocade box from her bosom, and handed it to Bai Qian: "This is for you."

"What is this?" Bai Qian opened her eyes wide.Just judging from the compactness of the brocade box, one can tell that no matter what is hidden inside, it is expensive.

"Look for yourself." Ye Hua held the chopsticks, picked up a piece of salmon, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and deliberately didn't look at her, so that she could open the brocade box calmly.I have to say that Ye Hua's delicacy and thoughtfulness are very touching.

Bai Qian saw a string of crystal necklaces, shining brightly under the dim light of the restaurant.

"This is..." Bai Qian looked up at Ye Hua and asked.

"Swarovski's limited edition." Ye Hua wiped her mouth gracefully with a tissue and said, "Actually, I don't understand either. I happened to hear girls chatting in the tea room that day, saying that Swarovski recently launched the annual It's a limited edition. I checked it online. Do you still like it?"

Bai Qian closed the box: "No, no, this gift is too expensive, I can't afford it."

"Don't refuse me in a hurry, wear it first." Ye Hua picked up the necklace, with an intoxicated and charming smile in his eyes.

Bai Qian didn't understand why she refused Ye Hua's gift until after work.Isn't it normal for lovers to give gifts?And the price of this necklace is not worth mentioning to Ye Hua.But she didn't think so.For her, a young white-collar worker who came from a small city and went to Qingqiu to work hard, this was at least worth a month's salary.

"No, I can't let him look down on me because of my mediocre background, thinking that what I love is his money." She said in her heart, and then looked at the vehicles passing by in a hurry, as well as the pedestrians walking in a hurry.She really didn't know what these people were doing in such a hurry, and where they were going.

But she knew where she was going.For a graduate of her secretarial major, English is indispensable, but it is the subject she least likes to learn. When she was in college, she barely passed CET-[-].It is only when you work that you know that the book is used, and you will hate it less.At the beginning, she only replied to emails in English. As her work deepened in recent years, she began to deal with various foreign-related contracts, which made her feel very strenuous.So I had no choice but to sign up for a training class impromptu, planning to make up for it hard.

This is her first day of class. Most of the students have already sat down. Most of them are her peers. They have only worked for a few years and use their spare time to recharge.

Someone coughed gently outside the door.Then, the teacher walked in.As soon as he stepped through the door, the students booed.

"It's a lie, let's not talk about it being taught by foreigners? How could it be Chinese?"

Bai Qian was also moved in her heart, but it was because of another reason: how could it be him?

Bai Qian still remembers that a year ago, she and Xiaoling went to a bar for a birthday party.A young young singer sang Xu Wei's "Hometown" there.

"I always see myself walking home in my dreams

You stand under the sunset with a beautiful face

That's your dress flying

That's you as gentle as water"

When the little singer sang these few lines, she looked extraordinarily desolate, and it also aroused Bai Qian's glassy heart of leaving home when she was young.At this moment, she saw a person in the corner of the bar.The man was wearing a very ordinary T-shirt and his hair was messed up.The whole person was buried in the shadow of the corner, drinking one glass after another, completely hiding in his own world, the chaos of the outside world, the music in the bar, as if none of it had anything to do with him.

Bai Qian couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, she just felt that this was a person with a story, and a story.Maybe his story is more beautiful than "Hometown", but it's a pity she can't listen to him.

Unexpectedly, this person would stand in front of her so unexpectedly.Of course she recognized him, because he looked a little bit like Ye Hua, and his face was a little bit longer, but his eyes were deeper, and there was a not-so-tidy stubble on his cheeks.Yes, that beard stubble made a deep impression on her, especially in such a dim little bar, where she was decadent and sad, and she could make up countless stories in her brain.

But today he is not decadent, but wearing a neat shirt, although he is not as meticulous as Ye Hua.He casually opened the collar of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. The hem of his shirt was naturally and easily tucked into his trousers.Bai Qian had to admit that he was handsome and had a good figure.She exudes an indescribable charm.He is not as delicate as Ye Hua, but because of the lack of deliberation, he appears more deep and stretched.Even, there are some solemn tastes of treasures.

In the face of the students' criticism, he did not show any abnormality, and only gave a self-introduction in English.

As soon as he spoke, the classroom fell silent.Because it sounds good, it sounds so good.His pitch was not high, and he spoke slowly, like a mosquito whispering.But he speaks in a cadence, and the pronunciation is more pure than that of the BBC.

Then, someone quietly commented: "So he studied in London. Is this the standard London accent?"

After introducing himself, he said in standard Mandarin, "My name is Mo Yuan. From today on, I will be your English teacher."