Chapter 53
After Xun Mochen left in the morning, Su Qianmian packed up his things. Although it was not much, there was also a big box. It took a lot of effort to pull it to the roadside, took a taxi and returned to school.
Xun Mochen, I'm sorry, the Shen family is like a family. I can't be with people who hurt my family.
Su Qianmian bought a new mobile phone. As soon as he plugged in the SIM card, he received a text message. It was Xun Mochen's, and the date is today.
"The porridge is hot in the kitchen."
Su Qianmian's eyes suddenly turned red. She is sleepy and would rather sleep more than have breakfast.
At the beginning, Xun Mochen didn't have breakfast, because he spent more time on the road after living in the villa. Time was tight, and he saw Su Qianmian sleeping sweetly and couldn't bear to call her. Later, he found that the girl used the breakfast time to go to bed, so she began to have breakfast at home: Su Qianmian had to get up early, finish it, and then eat with him.
But later it gradually turned out that she continued to sleep. He got up earlier and made breakfast for her to eat.
The world is so big that there are such sad creditors who are willing to be happy.
Su Qianmian sucked his nose and secretly told himself that he could not surrender.
Her manuscript is about to be finished, and she went to Huo Haiying for the final evaluation.
Huo Haiying is tidying up the office. Her most important things - books - have been shipped out in batches, and the rest are trivial, tidying up, packing, and busy.
Because Professor Huo Haiying is confused except for putting the book neatly.
Handing over the work with the new director is like a thief.
Su Qianmian stood at the door, not knowing how to get down.
There was a layer of thin sweat on Huo Haiying's forehead. He said to Su Qianmian at the door, "Come on, come on, help me clean it up." Su Qianmian came and just pulled her as a free laborer.
Su Qianmian put the manuscript aside and helped clean it up. He sighed: It's not appropriate to go out today!
Huo Haiying regards the office as his second home, hanging orchid, turtle, photo frame... It's really everything.
It feels like looking like a flower. Obviously, it is three or five thick, and it must be charming. Obviously, it is usually strict, but I like these soft and warm things...
It's not easy to clean up. The big boxes and small boxes are piled up neatly. Professor Huo waved his hand: Let's go and eat!
They sat down in Baker Burger at the school gate. Because they were too tired, both of them were powerless to wait for the meal.
"She?" A girl in a beret at the window stretched out her finger and pointed to Su Qianmian.
Another girl hurriedly took back the finger of the beret: "Don't be seen."
The beret shrugged his shoulders indifferently and deliberately raised his voice: "Don't be afraid to be told when you come out. It's really shameless to hook up with an old man and sell yourself to be a mistress."
Su Qianmian naturally doesn't think it's about her: she hasn't done it. But since Xun Mochen came to school once, someone poked her spine in the back.
The two girls' eyes like the spirit behind her made her look like a light on her back: she is a serious girl, who can bear these gossip innocently?
Huo Haiying naturally heard it, but she did not make a arbitrary judgment, but did not hear anything. She asked Su Qianmian with a smile, "It's a sophomore. Do you have a partner?"
"Well...no." Su Qianmian's eyes darkened, and the answer was lack of interest.
Huo Haiying raised his eyebrows: It seems that something is going on.
The meal they ordered came, and the two began to eat and stopped talking about such things.
After dinner, when the two parted ways, Su Qianmian remembered that she was going to read the manuscript for Professor Huo Haiying, but when they returned to the office, the office was clean and tidy, and the table was spotless - of course, there was no Su Qianmian's manuscript.
Su Qianmian was so anxious that Huo Haiying pulled her and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. Didn't you have a backup?"
"I like to write this kind of articles by hand and write them on paper..."
With a broken face, she almost said to Huo Haiying, "You compensate me."
Huo Haiying felt very embarrassed. He pulled the little girl to tidy up the room by himself... Could it be thrown away as garbage?
Huo Haiying immediately shook his head: You must not say to Su Qianmian like this. She will fight with her.
"What does your manuscript look like?" Huo Haiying asked.
"Five pieces of writing paper, the writing paper of our school."
"Oh..." Huo Haiying thought, "I seem to have seen it, um... I thought it was my previous love letter, and I put it in the book."
"..."
The rest of Huo Haiying's books are relatively cherished and plan to move them by themselves.
She opened a box and said, "Look through it. Maybe you can find it as soon as you look through it."
Su Qianmian looked at her: coax the child? A box of books!
Huo Haiying looked at the sky and looked innocent.
The two of them took out the books one by one and looked for them.
Su Qianmian didn't look through a few books. When he saw a yellowed book, he thought it was unlikely. He flipped through it casually, but a photo fell out.
Su Qianmian picked up the photo and looked at it carefully.
This photo is also available at their family. That's my dad's high school graduation photo.
Huo Haiying heard that Su Qianmian had no movement. Looking up, he saw her holding the photo and looking at herself in consternation.
Found? Huo Haiying smiled, put the book in his hand aside, and walked to Su Qianmian: "This is my high school graduation photo. There is still your father on it, do you see it?"
Su Qianmian didn't know that Huo Haiying and her father were high school classmates, and she didn't know that she already knew that her father and she was a high school classmate, and even more that Huo Haiying had such an attitude towards her father.
Long-lost kindness and trust.
Su Qianmian didn't know how to react, and he stung a little: "You, you already know?"
Huo Haiying did not answer, but with a little shame: "Your father is upright, and your mother is strong and kind. I'm really sorry that I couldn't help you in your most difficult times.
Look, Dad, there are still many good people in the world. People who really know you believe in you. And they are very kind to me and take good care of me.
"If you want to know something, just ask, for example, what was your father like in high school? The most shameful thing?"
The golden ** is gradually declining, but the fiery mandala is in full swing.
Unlike other plants, the whole flower falls down, but the petals slowly wither one by one until the end of life.
Such a careful way of withering, just like people's attitude of pursuing an ideal partner, the red camellia is particularly warm and full of business. The faint fragrance is refreshing.
They talked until the sunset.
"Well, I've given you so much information. Shouldn't you tell me something about you? For example, your boyfriend?"
Su Qianmian glanced at her: Gossip is a common problem for women, regardless of age.
"It's said that there is nothing."
Huo Haiying smiled and said nothing, and began to sort out the book.
"I'll read your article tonight and give it to you tomorrow." He stood up while talking, as if he was going home.
When we are young, we will always encounter one thing or another, confused and painful. I hope someone can give us some advice. Even if we can't suddenly be enlightened, comfort and encouragement will double our confidence.
"Oh!" Su Qianmian lost his voice and stopped Huo Haiying.
A pick from the corner of Huo Hai's eagle's mouth: succeed~
"What if, I mean, if I meet someone I can love, but I'm afraid I can't grasp it?"
She covered up and asked carefully, lest others see her heart.
Huo Haiying patted Su Qianmian's little head: "How much love is left in the world, and welcome the thousands of changes in the floating world. Do happy things with lovers. Don't ask if it's fate."
If you have a lover, do happy things, don't ask whether it's robbery or fate.