Song Shiwei took the phone, but did not reinsert the card and left the phone turned off.
She just looked at the river quietly. She didn't know whether it was because she deliberately went home late or because the night was so alluring and she was attracted to it.
If she doesn't go home, it's hard for Chen Chu to leave first.
Although the relationship between the two was just a simple classmate, it seemed a bit too deliberate to leave directly.
The evening wind became stronger and stronger, and the sound of waves lapping at the beach could be heard on the shore. Song Shi's long hair was messy and his clothes were fluttering.
Chen Zhu found that the school beauty Song was wearing something strange today. It didn't look like her usual school clothes. It seemed like she had just thrown on something casually while going downstairs for a walk.
Although the black short sleeves were opaque, they were very thin and clung to Song Shiwei's body when blown by the wind. Her slender waist was full and her chest also showed a full arc.
"Going back."
Song Shiwei suddenly said, pulling down his clothes smoothly.
Chen Zhu suddenly blushed. The school beauty Song said this as if he was deliberately trying to look like this. In fact, it was just an accidental glance at it from the corner of his eye.
Chen Zhu and Song Shiwei arrived at the gate of the community one after the other. He also wanted to take a taxi here.
"Good night."
Song Shiwei probably wasn't angry either, and even said good night to Chen Zhu, but his tone was as cold as ever.
"Good night."
Chen Zhu also said something, but he always felt as if he had forgotten something.
When Song Shiwei was about to enter the community, Chen Zhu suddenly remembered and shouted from behind: "Wait a moment."
Song Shi turned slightly and watched Chen Zhu take out an osmanthus flower from his pocket that was accidentally crushed while riding in the car.
"If you can't sleep at night, try putting it on your bedside."
Chen Zhu said with a smile.
Song Shi was slightly surprised. He stretched out his white palm and watched Chen Zhu drop a small yellow flower on his palm.
At this time, Chen Zhu finally waved his hand: "Let's go, bye."
Song Shi's mouth moved slightly, not knowing what to say. It was not the first time she received flowers, but it was the first time she accepted flowers.
Strictly speaking, it is not actually a flower. At most, it is a withered and fallen plant that has been crushed flat.
"So, does he think giving flowers to girls is like this?"
There was a slight smile in Song Shiwei's eyes, which was not very obvious, as if the moon was rubbing into the light clouds.
After returning home, the nanny who opened the door kept winking, as if to remind Professor Lu that he was in a bad mood.
Sure enough, Lu Man heard the noise and walked over from the living room with a "dong dong dong" sound, with a worried look on his face.
But when I saw my daughter back, I was relieved, which turned into anger.
"Where were you walking? I looked around my neighborhood and didn't see you!"
"Also, why is the phone turned off?"
"Didn't I tell you to go home before 10:20? Look at what time it is now?"
…
Lu Man asked with a deep frown.
If he was questioned like this normally, Song Shiwei would just return to the bedroom without saying a word, but his body would be like a sponge, "absorbing" his mother's words, and it would take a long time to digest them.
But tonight, Song Shiwei seemed to have suddenly realized a new skill. He could listen with one ear and come out with the other ear.
Moreover, looking at her furious mother, she could still say calmly: "I went to the river for a walk. There are police patrols everywhere, so don't worry."
After explaining, Song Shiwei walked to his bedroom.
Lu Man's expression suddenly froze. She was a mother, and she immediately noticed her daughter's reaction was different from usual.
I can't say what's weird about it, but it just feels a little different.
"What's that in your hand?"
Lu Man suddenly found that his daughter's right hand was holding something empty, as if there was something there.
Song Shi turned his head slightly, feeling disappointed again. Does his mother really have to take care of everything?
Song Shiwei opened his palms, Lu Man glanced at them and said nothing.
It turns out to be an insignificant osmanthus flower, which is everywhere in the community.
Song Shiwei returned to the bedroom and was about to change into the suspender nightgown he wore at home, but when he was taking off his clothes, he suddenly remembered that Chen Zhugang had been staring at his waist, and his cheeks felt warm for no reason.
It’s not like there were no physiology classes in Zhizhi Middle School. When I was in my senior year of high school, I often saw this look in the eyes of adolescent boys.
It's just that because of my personality, I just keep my boredom in my heart.
There is another beautiful girl in school, and her disgust is clearly written on her face.
Song Shiwei was surprised that he didn't seem to be so disgusted with Chen Zhu's eyes.
"Is it because of you?"
Song Shiwei gently placed the small flower on the desk, thinking that maybe it was the reason for sending flowers.
…
Song Shiwei thought it was a ritual of boys giving flowers to girls, but Chen Zhu didn't think so.
First, because he and Song Shiwei were innocent;
Second, this was just an unintentional act, and even the flowers were picked up at random.
But on the way back by taxi, Chen Zhu suddenly felt inexplicably guilty for feeling sorry for Yu Xian.
It was as if I had done something to feel sorry for her.
Even though I actually didn’t do anything or think about anything.
"No way."
Chen Zhu thought to himself, the first bouquet of flowers in my life must be given to Yu Xian.
There is even a sense of urgency in my heart. I have to deliver it tomorrow to wash away the guilt caused by a little sense of morality.
There is also a mentality, that is, how can the fish lag behind?
She is so good, she must not suffer!
So, Chen Zhu turned on his phone and found Yu Xian's dialog box on QQ.
Shen Shen: Aren't you asleep yet?
Yu Baobao: No, I saw Xiaoyu and Wang Changhua quarreling in the group. They were really funny. Why did you suddenly disappear just now?
Shen Shen: I went for a walk just now, and suddenly I remembered something.
Fish Baobao: What?
Shen An: I don’t think I have sent you a bouquet of flowers until now. I want to bring them to you when we meet tomorrow.
Yu Baobao: No need, flowers are so expensive now. I have received Director Chen’s kindness. If you really want to give them away, we can just pick some up under the tree tomorrow and wrap them up.
Seeing the word "picking flowers", Chen Zhu suddenly shook his body uncontrollably.
The taxi driver in the front row turned his head and glanced, grinning and said: "Are you shivering because the air conditioner is too cold? Young man, you are a little weak."
Chen Zhu laughed awkwardly twice, only to feel that his guilt seemed to be getting heavier.
After returning home, his mother, Mao Xiaoqin, was on the phone in the bedroom, and Chen Peisong was watching the international news on CCTV4 on the sofa.
"dad."
Chen Zhu leaned over and said, "Do you have any money? Can you give me some?"
"What do you want the money for?"
The financial power of the family was controlled by Queen Mother Mao, and Lao Chen had very limited change.
"I want to buy a bouquet of roses for Yu Xian."
Chen Zhu said frankly.
"That little girl from Sichuan and Chongqing?"
Old Chen glanced at his son.
Chen Zhu nodded.
Chen Peisong stood up silently, walked to the bedroom door first, coughed, and said to himself: "Would it disturb you to make a phone call if I watch TV? Close the door."
After closing the door, Lao Chen went to the flower stand next to the TV cabinet. After moving it away, he took out three red old people's heads and blew the soil on them with some pride.
"Private money?"
Chen Zhu was very surprised. After adding up his two lifetimes, he realized that his own father also had this habit.
"Go and review the hard-earned money paid by others."
Chen Peisong counted the two. He originally wanted to give his son two, but later he simply gave them all to Chen Zhu.
"Is a bouquet of flowers so expensive?"
Chen Zhu really doesn’t know the prices in 2007.
"I don't know either."
Lao Chen patted his round belly and said happily and encouragingly: "But this is your first time giving flowers to a girl. Don't save money and buy better ones!"
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