After returning home, neither Chen Peisong nor Mao Xiaoqin asked in detail about the gift-giving process. They just looked at the few sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in Chen's hand and felt strange.
"There was a bit of wind last night, and a piece of the sweet-scented osmanthus fell off in the school. There was no one to clean it during the holiday today."
Chen Zhu said with a smile: "I picked up a few flower buds when I passed by. They are very fragrant at home."
"Then you put it on the shoe cabinet."
Mao Xiaoqin said: "You and your father's shoes are the smelliest in the whole family. You can't clean them no matter how hard you wash them."
Chen then put a few sweet-scented osmanthus flowers that were about to bloom on the shoe cabinet, preparing to wash his hands and eat.
At the dinner table, Mao Xiaoqin seemed to be stimulated by the balance of her securities account and asked a lot of questions about stocks.
Chen Zhu was quite worried about her own stock trading, so he joked: "Mom, if you play stocks in private, remember to buy the same one as me."
"What am I doing playing with this?"
Mao Xiaoqin's head shook like a rattle: "I'm afraid that you will lose money. When I return to the hospital after the holiday, I will also ask my colleagues when is the best time to sell. You try to keep the same rhythm as everyone else."
Empress Dowager Mao had never traded in stocks, and she seemed to be an amateur when she spoke. The capital market does not pay attention to making money together.
This time, Chen Zhu will definitely run faster than everyone else. After all, others are greedy but I am afraid!
After eating, Chen Zhu played the 4399 mini-game on the computer and then chatted on QQ.
Everyone seems to be quite busy today, and they all have things they need to complain about.
College students are like this. When they encounter nagging elders, noisy children, cheating uncles or divorced aunts in their lives, they all like to share it with their friends.
Therefore, whether it is the "cos" group or the "sweet" group, the messages are refreshed very quickly.
Yu Xian also had relatives at home today. She cooked two special dishes. She was worried about the phone bill and was reluctant to send an MMS. She took photos to show off in front of Chen Zhu tomorrow.
Huang Baihan attended his cousin's wedding today, but his typing is a bit slow. He is not as good as Wang Changhua and Wu Yu in the "cos" group, and no one listens to him anymore.
This is what group chat is like, if you type slowly you are not worthy of chatting.
Therefore, he could only complain to Mou Jiawen and Yuanyuan in the "sweet" group about those relatives he had not seen for a long time, such as the plate of soy sauce chicken that disappeared as soon as he stretched out his chopsticks, the child who peed on himself, and the bridesmaid's appearance.
It doesn't look good either... these lousy things.
Mou Jiawen asked her junior high school classmates to go to the zoo today, and Yuanyuan went shopping with her mother after dinner. Everyone had something to do, and it seemed that everyone's life was colorful.
Song Shiwei looked at the messages in the group chat, one by one refreshing in front of his eyes.
She did not go out today and stayed in her home of more than 300 square meters. To be precise, she spent most of the time in her bedroom.
The bedroom is over 40 square meters with a bathroom, and the decoration style is very high-end.
However, Song Shiwei wanted to go back to the dormitory in the university that seemed a bit cramped but was actually very free.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was another knock on the door outside the bedroom, and my mother Lu Man's voice also sounded again, mixed with some irritability. She may have frowned again.
"Who was the boy you walked with that night?"
Lu Man asked: "Are you still not going to say it?"
Song Shiwei didn't want to respond and quietly watched everyone chatting in the group, although they were all complaining.
But... for someone like me who can't even go out during the holidays, I'm still quite envious.
"Don't think that if you don't say anything, there's nothing I can do."
Lu Man said through the door: "It's not like I don't have any acquaintances in your school. If I want to check, I can definitely find out."
Lu Man is a professor at South China Agricultural University, a famous university in Guangzhou. As she said, it is not like she has no friends at CUHK.
Song Shiwei listened and suddenly frowned.
In fact, Lu Man frowned like this unconsciously at first, and then gradually formed a habit.
She seemed to be unconsciously passing on this habit to her daughter.
Song Shiwei walked over and opened the door, staring at his mother calmly: "That's just an ordinary friend, please don't disturb him."
"I've been asking for so long since I got home yesterday, but you still haven't said anything."
Lu Man asked coldly: "Now that I heard that I am going to school to find him, are you worried about opening the door?"
Song Shiwei's eyes flickered, as if he couldn't understand his mother's logic, and he sighed deeply in his heart: "I just think there is no need to cause trouble to other people."
"How do you call this causing trouble?"
Lu Man asked back: "Since we are ordinary friends, what's wrong with me meeting him? I just want to know what kind of character the other person is and what purpose he has in approaching you."
Song Shiwei looked at his mother's stubborn expression and knew that he could not convince her no matter what, so he silently closed the door again.
Outside the door, Lu Man was still talking: "Don't think mom is too much in charge, I am doing it for your own good..."
Song Shiwei didn't want to respond, so she gently opened the bedroom window.
As if the moonlight had been blocked outside and couldn't get in in a hurry, it fell all over the floor with a crash.
Outside the window, the evening breeze is as gentle as before, and the leisurely floating clouds seem to be selling freedom. The photo of the mother and daughter on the desk still looks as smiling as flowers, but if I think of what my mother said just now, it is a bit ironic.
Song Shiwei suddenly wanted to go for a walk. For the first time in so many years, he felt that if he continued to stay at home, his chest would be so depressed that he would be unable to breathe.
So, she changed her clothes and walked straight to the entrance.
Lu Man, who was sitting in the huge and deserted living room, subconsciously frowned: "Where are you going?"
"Take a walk around the neighborhood."
Song Shiwei changed his shoes and said.
"Wait a minute, it's so late..."
Lu Man quickly stood up.
Before taking two steps, there was a "bang" sound from the door and Song Shiwei had already gone out.
Lu Man's expression was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't slam the door and leave, it seemed like it was the first time that his daughter had left home in this way.
"Professor Lu."
At this time, the nanny at home who was responsible for cooking came over with a bowl of bird's nest.
Lu Man waved his hand: "Weiwei went downstairs for a walk. Let's bring it to her when we get back."
The nanny picked up the bird's nest and returned to the kitchen to continue simmering it. Suddenly she heard Lu Man ask from behind: "Aunt Rong, am I too strict with the child?"
The nanny dared not say anything, so she could only adopt a method that would not offend anyone, and said with a smile: "You also care about her. Weiwei may not understand it now, but she will understand when she grows up..."
Lu Man said nothing and walked to the balcony with a frown, feeling a little regretful.
In fact, every time she lost her temper with her daughter or forced her to do something she didn't like, she would regret it afterwards.
But next time, it seems difficult to control it.
I looked at the time and found that it was already 10 o'clock. I originally wanted to remind you that it was too late and it was unsafe, but the message I sent unknowingly changed to:
You are not allowed to leave the community. You must go home before 10:20, otherwise I will go downstairs to find you.
…
Song Shiwei was sitting on a stone bench. She hadn't noticed it at home just now. It turned out that the sky tonight was blue and deep. Facing the deep night, she suddenly seemed insignificant.
Next to it is the artificial pond in the community. Fireflies are twinkling faintly and frogs are chirping from the short grass. Seeing all this makes me feel much better.
However, after seeing the text message sent by his mother, Song Shiwei suddenly felt that everything around him had lost its color again.
Song Shiwei knew his mother very well, and she always did what she said when it came to controlling herself.
The airtight shackles of maternal love are like a collapsing black hole, seeming to take away all the happiness in college.
"I don't know if dad can persuade mom."
Song Shiwei thought to himself.
She is not a stupid person. When she came into contact with Chen Zhu, she felt an unprecedented sense of freshness.
There were scandals on the high school campus, and when she went to college, she helped Zhao Yuanyuan secure her dormitory status. She was asked to treat for the first time, and cooked in a small kitchen for the first time... Under the cold and cold appearance, there was contentment hidden in her heart.
of pleasure.
It's like the sun shining on yourself, drying your soaked cotton-padded jacket a little bit.
But when he took out his cell phone and clicked on the "Dad" contact, Song Shiwei hesitated for a while, then gave up.
If dad could really persuade mom, their relationship wouldn't have reached this point.
"Where's Jiawen?"
Song Shiwei also thought of her few friends, but what could she do?
At this moment, Song Shiwei suddenly felt like a hollow screen window, unable to filter out every drop of freedom and happiness, leaving behind only masses of cotton-like pressure.
In the end, Song Shiwei still planned to say hello to Chen Zhu in advance, so that if his mother found him one day, Chen Zhu would be mentally prepared.
Or in other words, say goodbye to this boy who makes me feel "interesting", and from now on college will be just like high school, spending time in darkness and tranquility.
Song Shiwei opened his "sweet" group, his pale cheek reflected on the phone screen, and his finger pointed at Chen Zhu's profile picture.
But when she clicked on the dialog box, she suddenly didn't know how to speak about it.
This was her first time taking the initiative to find a boy.
After hesitating for a long time, Song Shiwei typed two words:
Are you there?
…
Chen Zhu was playing tank battle on his broken computer at home, and Chen Peisong was acting as a staff advisor, commanding which way the tanks should charge from time to time.
After Mao Xiaoqin washed her son's clothes, she was cracking melon seeds and watching "Golden Wedding" starring Zhang Guoli and Jiang Wenli on the sofa.
The moment he saw the message on QQ, Chen Zhu himself was a little surprised.
In my memory, this was the first time that the school beauty Song took the initiative to look for me.
"Dad, I leave it to you."
Chen Zhu gave up the game to Lao Chen, picked up the phone and replied: "Yes."
Shi Wei: Let me tell you something.
Shen An: Okay, you say.
However, after Chen Zhu waited for a long time, there was no movement from Song Shiwei's side.
Chen Zhu thought for a while and asked: Is it that the explanation of the cause and effect is more complicated, so you don't know how to speak?
This time, she quickly replied: Yes.
"That's it..."
Chen Zhu scratched his scalp, thinking that since the matter was very complicated, he didn't know how to speak, so he replied: Let's talk about it in person, and you can find a place.
In fact, when Song Shiwei saw the words "face to face", his heart skipped a beat.
She had never thought about meeting a boy so late, especially when her mother sent a message ordering her not to leave the gate of the community and to go home before 10:20.
However, looking at the gate of the community with cars passing by, it seemed as if there was a suppressed rebellion at work. A strong impulse to deviate from the current life burst out in his heart. With the power to burn all shackles, Song Shiwei suddenly had endless longing thoughts.
Go out.
Why can't we leave the community?
Why do I have to go home before 10:20?
Can't I have a little freedom?
Song Shiwei picked up the phone, and his pale face seemed to turn rosy because of the upcoming rebellious behavior.
She typed on her mobile phone: "Do you know the Pearl River Imperial View? It's right next to the river, and you can take a walk there."
“Pearl River Imperial View?”
Chen Zhu thought to himself, who among the people in Guangzhou doesn’t know that that extremely expensive community, where one bedroom can equal our family’s apartment.
"I know, just wait for me."
Chen Zhu replied, then said hello to his parents, and looked at the osmanthus flowers on the shoe cabinet before going out.
Somehow, I took one and put it in my pocket.
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Chapter completed!