Blow

Chapter 128 The Butterfly Transformation 31

The night is deep.

The living room was still lit.Wen Xiao turned down the volume of the TV set. Xia Jue lay on his side with a pillow on his lap, curled up on his side, already in a deep sleep, with his lips parted slightly, and the corners of his mouth fainted with water stains on his pajama pants.

As the Spring Festival Gala entered the final countdown, Wen Xiao gently covered Xia Jue's ears.

The apartment they lived in was outside the Fifth Ring Road. At the moment when the electronic clock reset to zero, a series of firecrackers sounded nearby, rising and falling for a long time.

This is the second New Year's Eve after the two have been together.

Xia Jue slept deeply, her eyelashes drooping, and her soft forehead hair scattered.Wen Xiao lowered his head, watched his peaceful face quietly, recalled what he said earlier about believing in and treating the world kindly, and felt very strange more than once.

People like Xia Jue can't be found anywhere else in life.With this sleeping face alone, it is impossible to imagine what kind of ups and downs and sufferings he has experienced in the first 19 years of his life.

And no matter how much he suffered, Xia Jue's eyes were still very clean when looking at people, as if there was an innate purity in his soul.This innocence has been trampled and destroyed repeatedly, but it never wavers and becomes stronger over time.

Unforgettable tonight, farewell tonight.The green hills are still there, and the youth is not old. *

The Spring Festival Gala ended with the annual singing.Wen Xiao turned off the TV, leaned over and picked up Xia Jue, and put her on the bed in the bedroom.

Xia Jue muttered in her sleep, vaguely saying, "Happy New Year." Then she turned over and took a long breath.

Wen Xiao helped him brush away the hair that fell to his face, stuffed a red envelope under his pillow, and fell asleep too.

Outside the window, the night is soft, gradually kissing the dawn.

In the next few days, they all spent a long time of leisure.Starting from the fifth day of the lunar new year, a large number of foreigners returned to work, and Beijing became lively again. Wen Xiao responded to Wang's mother's request and continued to teach Wang Jinglei every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

Xia Jue originally wanted to work part-time to share the common expenses of the two of them, so he found a part-time job at a milk tea shop.In the end, Wen Xiao disagreed, saying that it was too energy-intensive and not cost-effective, so he asked him to concentrate on studying.

Unconvinced, Xia Jue still sneaked away once, and was discovered by Wen Xiao on the same day, he gave her a solid spanking, and never dared to do it again, obediently taught herself fluid mechanics, flight mechanics and other aircraft design courses at home. Zhou collected a question and sent an email to communicate with Professor Pan from Nanchang Hangkong University.

Before you know it, the winter vacation is coming to an end.

The days seemed to be smooth and stable, but on Valentine's Day, when they went out for a date and came home, they suddenly received a package from Wen Rushi from Juzhou, most of which contained Xia Jue's things left at Wen Xiao's house.

Wen Rushi was probably out of good intentions, afraid that Xia Jue might need anything, but this also made the two of them have to think about one thing: if Wen Zhengming's problem was not resolved, Xia Jue would not be able to go back with Wen Xiao for a day.

On the last Saturday, Xia Jue packed her luggage and sat on the sofa in the living room with her knees hugged in a daze.

Wen Xiao has almost finished tidying up, and is going to quit the lease and go to school tomorrow, and then send Xia Jue to the airport to fly to Nanchang.He pushed the suitcase out of the bedroom and saw Xia Jue's sullen look, so he asked, "What are you thinking?"

Xia Jue shook her head.

Wen Xiao walked over, put the box next to the sofa against the wall, rubbed Xia Jue's head, and went to the kitchen to make milk.

The milky white powder is washed away by hot water, and there is a puff of foam, and the aroma is overflowing.Wen Xiao added half a teaspoon of white sugar to one of the cups, stirred slowly, and gradually became lost in thought.

Even if he didn't get an answer, he probably knew why Xia Jue was unhappy. It was just that parting was imminent, and there were not many holidays in the spring semester, so there were too few opportunities for the two to meet.

The sugar granules at the bottom of the cup had all dissolved, and there was still a tinkling sound of stirring in Wen Xiao's hands.

After a while, he walked out of the kitchen with a glass in each of his left and right hands, and returned to the living room. Xia Jue still maintained his original posture without moving.

Wen Xiao handed over the cup with sugar, Xia Jue shook his head, and took a sip while holding the cup. There was a ring of milk stains on his lips, and he slowly licked off most of it with his tongue.

What was left, Wen Xiao wiped it with his thumb, put it into his mouth, and tasted too much sweetness.

Then, forgetting how it happened, they kissed.Wen Xiao supported Xia Jue's trembling wrist as he gasped to prevent the milk in his cup from spilling.

After kissing and then parting, Xia Jue's eyes fell to the ground, no longer as empty as before, but still a little disappointed.

"Wen Xiao," he whispered, "school is about to start, I can't bear it."

But who can be willing.Lovers who love each other, no one is willing to go to another place, and no one is willing to get along and be separated.

Especially this month's life is plain and dreamy. They live together alone, get along day and night, work or study, like the best future scene.

Wen Xiao silently hugged Xia Jue a little tighter.

"It would be great if I could take the postgraduate entrance examination as a freshman," Xia Jue suddenly thought, "Then I will definitely sign up right away and fly to Beijing."

Wen Xiao said: "Let's not say that graduate school requires an undergraduate degree—assuming that freshman can really apply, can you pass the exam now?"

Xia Jue was at a loss for words, and raised her head to stare at Wen Xiao.

Wen Xiao pinched the tip of his nose: "Be prepared, don't worry."

"I know," Xia Jue said in a gloomy tone, "In short, I still can't do it. I didn't work hard in the college entrance examination and got into 211 in Beijing."

That way they won't be in a different place.

"Work harder?" Wen Xiao frowned, "Beijing's 211 score is already high. Your foundation is weak, and you have raised [-] in eight months. Do you still feel that you are not working hard enough?"

Xia Jue nestled in his arms without making a sound.

"Work hard is hard work, don't deny yourself easily," Wen Xiao said, "No one can always be 100% sure about life."

"But you obviously can do anything." Xia Jue muttered.

Wen Xiao asked, "Then why didn't we go home for the Chinese New Year this year?"

Xia Jue was taken aback.

"You think of me as some kind of 'male god', but I'm not at all," Wen Xiao continued, "There are many things I can't do, such as dealing with my dad's problems, justifiably taking you back by the way; such as helping My sister is busy, let her not work so hard; another example... never let you be unhappy. "

"You will always make me the happiest." Xia Jue said quickly, and at the same time thought to herself: So Wen Xiao heard what he said when he recited Wen Xiao back to the hotel that day.

Those words were so nasty, he himself felt blush remembering.

As if sensing his embarrassment, Wen Xiao lowered his head and kissed the top of his hair.

"Whether it's in a different place or living together, being together has always been a matter for the two of us," Wen Xiao said, "so no matter what the situation is, the reason will not be only on your side, remember?"

Xia Jue let out a "hmm".

"Do you remember it? Answer clearly." Wen Xiao asked.

Xia Jue whispered, "Remember."

Only then did Wen Xiao relax his limbs, hug him and lean back, leaning on the soft sofa cushion.

The air was uncommonly crisp that day, and it was brighter than usual outside.The warm winter sun passes through the large floor-to-ceiling glass windows on one side of the living room and pours into the room, making them look like they are glowing.

In other words, it is the mutual light in their eyes.This picture is quiet and beautiful, and it seems that time has passed slowly.

"This is like a home." Xia Jue said softly while lying on Wen Xiao's chest.

Wen Xiao paused: "Really."

"Yeah, don't you think so?" Xia Jue looked up at him, "Here are you, me, a suitable room, and a satisfactory life—isn't this home?"

"It's that simple?" Wen Xiao asked.

Xia Jue smiled: "Otherwise."

Wen Xiao stroked his hair, did not answer, and said after a while: "You seem to like this house very much."

"Then do you want to buy it for me in the future?" Xia Jue replied, half-jokingly.

Wen Xiao lowered his head and looked at him, his eyes were serious: "But this is a LOFT apartment. LOFT means that the property right is only 34 years, the space is small, the water and electricity are high, and it's not considered settled. Are you sure you want it?"

"...I knew that I shouldn't ask you this kind of question." Xia Jue was suddenly depressed, and rubbed Wen Xiao's neck, "It's fine now, the atmosphere is gone."

Wen Xiao was itchy from being rubbed, and couldn't help smiling.

"You're still laughing." Xia Jue made a gesture to bite him.

Wen Xiao let Xia Jue argue for a while, and finally said: "Xia Jue, we will have a home."

Xia Jue didn't make a sound when he heard the words, and hugged Wen Xiao's neck tightly and didn't let go.

"Are you trying to strangle me to death?" Wen Xiao pinched the back of his neck, "The fox's scarf has turned into a spirit. It was going to bite people just now, and now it's going to kill people."

Xia Jue blushed and said, "Kill you heart thief!"

While talking, he took the initiative to kiss her, offering her heart with both hands.

The next morning, the two carried their luggage and left the hut where they lived together for a winter vacation.

The new semester has begun, and they returned to their respective schools, and they have new things to be busy: Xia Jue has signed up for the CET-[-] in December, and continues to run between his school and Nanchang Hangkong University; Wen Xiao has passed the last semester. I have passed CET-[-]. This semester, I will not only continue to take CET-[-], but also plan to apply for TOEFL and GRE.

——This is for the consideration of participating in the next competition.The digital simulation competition uses English throughout, including the papers submitted by the participating teams, which also need to be written in English.Although Wen Xiao's English foundation is good, but in the case of time constraints, the writing speed is still a bit reluctant and needs to be improved.

Fu Ningyu thought that Wen Xiao had figured it out and wanted to go abroad for an exchange, and specially recommended to Wen Xiao the financial engineering at Cornell University.He himself also planned to use TOEFL to go to North America, trying to get Wenxiao as his companion.

The result was of course being ruthlessly rejected again.

"...All right," Fu Ningyu said with a numb face, "Just don't tell me, you really decided not to go out because of Xia Jue, because you were afraid that he wouldn't be able to take it. I thought you were joking last time."

Wen Xiao replied: "No, and I didn't seem to say that last time?"

Fu Ningyu immediately became focused, thinking that there was something else going on.

However, Wen Xiao just said indifferently: "I'm not afraid that he won't be able to bear it, but I can't bear it myself."

Fu Ningyu was originally in high spirits, but after listening to his answer, his expression gradually disappeared and his face became tense: "Then should I say, 'Excuse me' now?"

Wen Xiao smiled and didn't reply.

"Anyway, I don't understand how you guys are dating," Fu Ningyu complained with a depressed face, "If I were to judge you in four words now, it would definitely be 'unrecognizable' - you used to be very motivated and never engaged in such things Children love each other."

"I used to be motivated?" Wen Xiao repeated, as if he thought it was funny.

Fu Ningyu said strangely: "Ask me again, don't you feel it yourself? If you were in the past, you would definitely choose to go abroad for further study without saying a word. As for feelings..."

"It's not what you think," Wen Xiao interrupted him, "If there is a chance, I'd better tell you about our family."

"——Are you willing to say it?" Fu Ningyu was surprised.

Wen Xiao didn't speak again, and when he looked down at his phone, he found that Wen Rushi had posted a Moments message, the subject of which was "Sincerely looking for investors for an art exhibition".

The author has something to say: *"Unforgettable tonight, farewell tonight. The green hills are still there, the youth is not old" is adapted from the lyrics of the song "Unforgettable Tonight", the original lyrics are "Unforgettable tonight", "Farewell tonight", "The green hills are here, People are not old".