Blow

After Xia Jue finished speaking, she found that Wen Xiao seemed to have fallen asleep again, and she didn't know if she heard his answer.

He stopped helplessly, helped Wen Xiao, who fell into a deep sleep again, on his back, and then slowly pushed the bicycle all the way to the hotel.

This process is of course very laborious.In the severe winter in the north, the outdoor temperature was below zero, but Xia Jue's body was sweating quickly, and his arms were sore.But he still enjoys it very much, feeling that he is being relied on and needed by Wen Xiao.

It doesn't matter even if this road goes all the way to the end.He loves Wen Xiao and is willing to shed sweat, tears, and even blood for Wen Xiao.

On this day, Wen Xiao slept for a full ten hours.

Xia Jue was always preparing for him to wake up, so he specially bought layered insulated boxes to hold three different flavors of porridge and appetizers, and picked some fresh fruits, which Wen Xiao liked to eat.

In addition, every hour, he would feed Wen Xiao a little sugar water, so that Wen Xiao would not fall asleep to hypoglycemia.

Taking care of it until after nine o'clock at night, Wen Xiao finally opened his eyes. The first thing he did when he woke up was not to eat or drink, but to stare at Xia Jue and say, "Come here."

Xia Jue thought that she had done something wrong, so she walked over anxiously, and was immediately kissed by her head.

After nearly 10 minutes of lingering lips and teeth, Wen Xiao let him go, looking worried.

"What's wrong?" Xia Jue asked in a low voice.

Wen Xiao said unhappily, "Not enough kisses."

"Then..." Xia Jue approached with a blushing face.

However, Wen Xiao dodged it, sighed irritably when Xia Jue was stunned, and said, "I'm so overwhelmed."

Then he lifted the quilt, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.Only then did Xia Jue realize that she wanted to laugh.

When Wen Xiao came out after draining the water and washing his hands, Xia Jue had already opened the insulated box, put away all the side dishes, and sat on the sofa with her knees hugged, waiting for Wen Xiao to eat.

"You really look like my wife." Wen Xiao sat down beside him, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"What's a resemblance?" Xia Jue tilted her head and snorted softly, "Isn't it originally?"

"That's right," Wen Xiao smiled, "Then when can I marry you?"

Xia Jue was taken aback.

Wen Xiao said, "Do you know about notarization of guardianship?"

Xia Jue shook her head and asked curiously, "What is that?"

"For most people, it's for self-care," Wen Xiao said, "but for us, it's probably a marriage certificate."

- Marriage certificate.

Xia Jue was stunned by this term. He quickly took out his phone and planned to search online.

"Forget about Baidu, let me tell you." Wen Xiao held a plastic spoon in one hand, put the other arm around Xia Jue's shoulder, and let him lean on him, "The so-called intentional guardianship is to assume that you If you are my intended guardian, then when I lose my capacity for civil conduct, you will take priority over my guardianship duties, including inheriting and disposing of my property. Your rights even take precedence over the legal guardian.”

"Property?" Xia Jue asked suspiciously, "I think—"

"The most important thing is that the intended guardian can sign the ward's consent form for surgery." Wen Xiao said.

Xia Jue raised her head abruptly, almost touching Wen Xiao's chin.

"Do you understand now?" Wen Xiao rubbed his hair, "When you had a fever last time, I was thinking that it is impossible for a person to guarantee that he will be free from illness and disaster in his life. I don't want to be a couple, but When one day you have an accident and you are lying in the hospital bed waiting for emergency treatment, there is nothing I can do."

In particular, Xia Jue's father has passed away, and he has no contact with his mother, which is really a big hidden danger.Therefore, Wen Xiao has indeed been thinking about this issue for a long time.

But after he finished speaking, he still frowned, and reflected: "Is it a bit of a crow's mouth when I say that?"

"No way." Xia Jue kissed him on the cheek.

Wen Xiao swallowed the porridge in his mouth, pressed down on Xia Jue and kissed deeply.

"...Then when can we do the notarization?" After parting, Xia Jue gasped slightly and asked.

Wen Xiao thought for a while and said: "Go back and ask my sister, she understands this and has a familiar lawyer."

Xia Jue nodded, holding Wen Xiao's arm, her eyes were extraordinarily bright.

"I'm so happy," Wen Xiao gently pinched his face amusedly, "By the way, when are you going to tell me what you were going to tell me in person?"

Xia Jue said: "It's fine now, I've been busy with this for the past few days."

"In the past few days? Did you go to the school you intend to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Yes," Xia Jue replied, "Beihang University and BIT."

Beili, Wen Xiao can understand, but Beihang University is too special, as can be seen from the name.

"So what major do you want to choose?" He couldn't help wondering.

Xia Jue paused, showing an embarrassed smile, and said, "Aircraft design and engineering."

Wen Xiao was a little startled: "...you want to cross the exam?"

When he first learned that Xia Jue was admitted to the Industrial Design Department of Nanchang University, he specifically learned about relevant information. He knew that the main object of vehicle design in industrial design was automobiles. Other than that, he had never heard of anything related to aircraft.

Sure enough, Xia Jue gave an affirmative answer: "Yes. I know it's more difficult to cross majors, but I really like this direction."

"Then does your school have any relevant majors?" Wen Xiao asked again, "It's best if you can fight for graduate school, and then you need relevant teachers to write you a recommendation letter."

Xia Jue said: "Our school doesn't have one, but there is an aviation university in Nanchang. The lecture I mentioned to you earlier was given by a teacher of this university. Later, I often went to eavesdrop on his classes."

——I have homework to do in my own department, and I have to go to other schools to audit, no wonder I am getting more and more busy.

Wen Xiao pondered for a moment.

"Do you think something is wrong?" Xia Jue was a little nervous.

"Why?" Wen Xiao said, "There's nothing wrong with what you like. I was just thinking, maybe you can try to get acquainted with that teacher, and then ask him if he can help you get in touch with Beihang's graduate tutor." .”

Generally speaking, the academic circle of colleges and universities will have a certain regionality due to the division of teachers, and most of the teachers in the same major in the local area are connected.But the aerospace major is special, maybe this kind of relationship network spreads all over the aerospace colleges and universities across the country.

Xia Jue blinked after listening.

"What's the matter, don't talk." Wen Xiao flicked his forehead.

Xia Jue suddenly said: "Wen Xiao, why do you always think of everything? In fact, Teacher Pan told me the same way, saying that if I have good grades and am willing to learn, he is willing to help me contact his former graduate teacher. Beihang."

"So lucky?" Wen Xiao was slightly surprised, but immediately felt relieved for him, "Then you have to work hard. I just happened to know about this, because..."

In the middle of speaking, Wen Xiao stopped suddenly and frowned.

Xia Jue looked at him strangely and asked, "Because?"

Wen Xiao paused, lowered his eyelashes, and wrote lightly: "It's nothing, it's just that when I was bored, I occasionally visited the postgraduate entrance examination forum."

—but no.

Wen Xiao knew very well that the reason why he knew about these matters related to the postgraduate entrance examination was that Wen Zhengming was the master tutor of Juzhou University of Commerce.

But he didn't understand why Wen Zhengming suddenly entered his mind at this moment without warning. Obviously Xia Jue was just a sigh, and he didn't need to explain it.

"...Wen Xiao? Wen Xiao?" Xia Jue waved a hand in front of him.

Wen Xiao came back to his senses, hugged Xia Jue on his lap, and kissed her predatorily like eating.

He tried to let himself ignore the little accident just now, but there was always a voice in his heart reminding him that something might happen.

At noon the next day, the two checked out of the room, went to Wenxiao's dormitory to pack up their things, and prepared to take the evening flight back to Juzhou for the New Year.

Now there are only two days until New Year's Eve.All of Wen Xiao's roommates have already left, just enough space for them.

Wen Xiao spread the suitcase on the ground, filled it with clothes and books in turn; then climbed onto the bed, removed all the quilt cover, pillowcase, and bed sheet, leaving the mattress and quilt core, covered it with a dust cover, and stuffed two dehumidification box.

"I really envy you in the north," Xia Jue murmured underneath, "I didn't want to take the quilt home, but they all said that if I didn't take it away, it would definitely get moldy when school starts."

"Try using a vacuum compression bag?" Wen Xiao jumped off the upper bunk directly after finishing making the bed.

Xia Jue felt a blur in front of her eyes, exclaimed, and stretched out her hand reflexively to pick it up, but no one picked it up, and instead, she was led down by Wen Xiao.

"...What did you do?" Wen Xiao reacted very quickly, and quickly borrowed a skill to avoid hitting Xia Jue. "You dare to pick it up? Did you feel any pain from the fall?"

Fortunately, Xia Jue was nimble, so she used her arms to support her, and there was a sweater to cushion her, so only her elbow was bruised in a large area, which would probably form a bruise later.

"How do I know?" He was also wronged, "I thought you fell down."

Wen Xiao knocked on his head speechlessly, opened the drawer under the desk, and found a bottle of safflower oil from the inside.

"You still have this?" Xia Jue was surprised.

Wen Xiao said casually: "I'm used to it, I used to learn Sanda and used it twice for three days, it was my dad—"

He pursed his lips.

Xia Jue tactfully didn't ask any further questions, she stretched out her arms silently, rolled up her sleeves, and was dragged into her arms by Wen Xiao and rubbed with medicinal oil.

Probably due to the ups and downs in his mood, Wen Xiao's strike was a bit heavy, Xia Jue couldn't hold back, and let out a "hiss".

"...Now I know it hurts." Wen Xiao's tone was ruthless, but his movements were much gentler, "Don't do such stupid things in the future, I can't be so careless that even making the bed will fall from it."

"I'm worried about you." Xia Jue whispered unconvinced.

Wen Xiao raised his eyes to glance at him, then lowered his head and massaged his wound intently, and said casually, "I know you love me."

Xia Jue's fingers moved, and heat radiated from his face.

"—So as long as you are here, everything will be fine." Wen Xiao continued as if talking to himself.

The effect of the medicated oil was exerted, and the skin on the elbow kept getting hot, and there was no pain anymore, but Xia Jue was reluctant to stop it.

The luggage that was expected to be sorted in an hour at most, they dragged it until two o'clock in the afternoon.

Time is running out.On the subway, Wen Xiao turned on his phone to confirm the flight information.

The first thing that caught my eye was a few WeChat reminders.The front was all chatting with the digital model group, Fei Yi and Fang Ligao wished each other a good year in the group.Only the last one comes from Wen Rushi, the content is very inexplicable, and it actually tells Wen Xiao not to go back this year for the Chinese New Year.

Wen Xiao showed Xia Jue the message he had just received a few minutes ago, Xia Jue was also puzzled.

"Let me just call and ask." Wen Xiao frowned and clicked on the address book.

Called three times, no one answered.

Wen Xiao felt more and more strange, and dialed out the fifth time.Now Wen Rushi finally had some reaction on the other end: she decisively rejected Wen Xiao's call.

A few seconds later, Wen Xiao received a new WeChat message.

Qing Shan: Don't come back, Dad just woke up.