time difference

Chapter 15 Invitare

Qin Shaoya took note of what Lin Shu said, not only wrote it down, but also took it to heart.Go to it, don't go, go to it, don't go.The roommate saw her scratching back and forth with a pen on the table, and the paper was almost torn, so she walked over and took her hand, "What are you writing, the paper is going to be torn." Qin Shaoya said, "I don't have any flowers. If you can’t count petals, you can only draw paper.”

The roommate said hello, pulled a bench and sat down next to her, "Choose a difficult disease? Would you like to tell me and give you advice."

Qin Shaoya thought for a while, tapped the button of the ballpoint pen, and asked, "Tell me, if you were given a chance to perform at the New Year's Eve party, would you go?"

"Go! You must go!" The roommate slapped the table and stood up. "The New Year's Eve party, the first and second graders are watching it. If the people you like can see you shining on the stage, how happy you will be." Said As she spoke, she folded her hands longingly, shaking them gently, with a yearning smile on her face.

Qin Shaoya opened the drawer and took a box of pure milk, broke off the straw, inserted it into the hole, and said while sucking, "I forgot, you still have a boyfriend."

The roommate said: "Even if I don't have him, it would be great to invite my parents to watch. They must be very happy to see my performance." He can dance, so he doesn't look like someone." He gave Qin Shaoya a hard look, and patted her on the shoulder, "Some people, don't be ignorant of your blessings."

"What a mess." Qin Shaoya snorted, her heart was shaken a little more.

Qin Shaoya went home on the weekend.

Qin Wenchang bought a Wuchang fish and made her a black bean fish.While eating, Qin Shaoya looked at him for a while, "Dad." Qin Wenchang asked, "What's wrong?" Qin Shaoya hesitated for a moment, and swallowed the words that came to his lips, "It's okay, let's eat." Then dig into the rice.

Qin Wenchang asked with concern: "What's the matter? Is it because you have been under a lot of pressure recently? Do you want to enroll you in a cram school?" Although Qin Shaoya's grades are not satisfactory now, but at least she is doing well, and she is no longer like a junior high school student. It's over, Qin Wenchang is already very grateful for this, and he doesn't make too many demands on the results.However, he didn't know that all of this was due to Yan Zicheng, because Qin Shaoya didn't tell Qin Wenchang that she still had contact with Yan Zicheng.

If she really wanted to participate in the New Year's Eve party this time and perform a solo on stage, Qin Shaoya only wanted Yan Zicheng to listen to it alone. For some reason, she just wanted Yan Zicheng to see her radiant side.Others praised her for singing beautifully, but Yan Zicheng never praised her.She also wanted Yan Zicheng to show her appreciation.

"Dad." Qin Shaoya picked up the last grain of rice in the bowl, called Qin Wenchang again, and said, "There is a test on Monday, and I want to go back and review it early on Sunday."

Qin Wenchang smiled gratifiedly and said, "Okay, it's rare that you are so devoted to your studies. Do you want to go tomorrow morning? Dad will see you off?"

"No need, Dad, you should have a good rest. I'll catch the bus tomorrow morning. It's very convenient. Jiaojiao hasn't come home this week, so I can still ask her a few math problems."

"It's okay, I'm such a big kid, it's time to be more independent, then go to the supermarket after dinner and take a walk, and buy some delicious food to take away."

"Okay, thank you Dad."

Qin Wenchang rubbed his hair, "Silly boy, why are you being polite to your father?"

When shopping in the supermarket, Qin Shaoya carried the basket around a few times, not knowing what to buy, she subconsciously thought of the snacks in Yan Zicheng's apartment, as if she had never seen them in the supermarket, did she only eat imported things?Qin Wenchang looked at her empty basket and asked, "Why didn't you choose?"

Qin Shaoya said: "There are too many things, I haven't thought about what to eat yet."

Qin Wenchang was silent for a while, and gave her a pack of Longweixian, "Your mother... used to like to eat this."

Qin Shaoya was stunned. It has been many years, and the father and daughter have never mentioned that woman once...

Qin Wenchang smiled, blinked his short eyelashes, and the whites of his eyes were a little muddy, "When she was pregnant with you, she also said that she should also eat this after giving birth to a baby."

"Dad..." Qin Shaoya hugged his fat waist.

"You have to remember, no matter what, I am your father, and you also have a beautiful mother. Home will always protect you, and father will always support you."

Qin Shaoya knew that her father was still worried about the trauma brought about by her mother in her heart. In fact, over the years, Qin Shaoya has taken a lot of light and is no longer as paranoid as in primary school.She lightly slapped Qin Wenchang on the back and said, "Dad, don't worry, I'm fine."

Qin Shaoya put Langweixian into the basket, picked out two more bags of potato chips and some biscuits, and took them to pay the bill.

Qin Shaoya woke up at 06:30 on Sunday morning, turned on the phone to check the information, clicked on the contact interface, found Yan Zicheng, and edited a text message. There was an unexpected situation, who knows what happened, Qin Shaoya twitched her hand, and sent it out with a ding.

......

Well, the pickled orange guy sleeps so hard, he won't wake up just because of a text message... Qin Shaoya comforted herself like this, but there was another unexpected situation, Yan Zicheng woke up and called .

Qin Shaoya's heart beat like a drum, she frantically connected to the phone, covered her mouth and whispered, "Hello?"

"Hmm..." There was a lazy and sweet whisper from the phone, the rustling of hair on the pillow, the rustling of the quilt when turning over, and the sound of shallow breathing. sound.

The sound that was usually too small to be noticed became extremely clear under the amplification of the microphone. Qin Shaoya's breathing became rapid when he heard it, and the palms of his hands were sweating. He held the phone with both hands, afraid of accidentally The phone will slide off.

"Pickled oranges?"

"Qin Shaoya... you, little bastard..." Yan Zicheng, who hadn't woken up from his sleep, had dropped more than one or two levels of verbal attack power.

It was rare for Yan Zicheng to be so gentle, Qin Shaoya was secretly happy.

Yan Zicheng took a deep breath and said, "Come if you want, what are you doing texting so early, I thought Xiao Ming was going to publish a book."

Xiao Ming?The one who was going to write a novel that I met at dinner last time?Qin Shaoya rolled her eyes and said into the microphone in a low voice: "Pickled oranges, listen, now, you are dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming..."

Yan Zicheng was a little confused, why did this call still have an echo?Is it possible that you are dreaming?

Qin Shaoya bent over with a smile, changed her position on the bed, put her legs on the wall, and continued to play tricks, "Everything you heard in your dream is fake, fake, yes, yes, yes ,of......"

what?

"I miss you."

What the hell? !Is this also a dream? !Yan Zicheng woke up suddenly, picked up the phone and looked at it, and said loudly into the microphone: "You little bastard is playing with me! What did you say?"

Beep, beep, beep...

Qin Shaoya hung up the phone, shaking her shoulders with a smile, wiped her face with her hands, got out of bed barefoot, opened the closet, and thought about what clothes to wear to meet her.

After nine o'clock in the morning, Qin Shaoya went out with her schoolbag on her back. She first took the bus in the direction of the school, and then turned to the bus in the direction of Yan Zicheng's apartment halfway.

Yan Zicheng was wearing a sports suit, a running timer on his wrist, and a white towel around his neck. When he saw the bus arriving from a distance, he ran over and waited for Qin Shaoya to get off.

Qin Shaoya jumped out of the car with her bag in hand, and Yan Zicheng gave her a slap on the back of the head, "It disturbs my dreams early in the morning, I curse you for being constipated."

Qin Shaoya bared her teeth, "You are constipated."

"Get lost." Yan Zicheng asked her, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I ate it. The three fresh noodles cooked by my dad are also filled with eggs and mixed with his special meat sauce. It tastes great."

Yan Zicheng smiled and narrowed his eyes, yes, the noodles cooked by Dad are the best.Turning around and asking Qin Shaoya: "Why did you think about coming here today?"

"Well," Qin Shaoya lowered her head, looked at her toes all the way, and said, "I just want to tell you something."

"Then there's no need to make a special trip, right?"

Qin Shaoya said: "I still want to come over and eat red oil Chao Shou."

"Eat and then spank?"

Qin Shaoya was deflated, "Are you annoying!"

"Haha, if you don't want others to know, unless you don't do it yourself, this is also one of your skills, voice-activated switch fart, you should be more confident, student Qin Shaoya."

"roll!"

Yan Zicheng took out his mobile phone to make a call, and said, "I'll tell them to deliver it upstairs at noon, and we'll go back first."

"Ah."

When he got home, he opened the door and took off his Adidas. Yan Zicheng collapsed on the sofa, Erlang raised his legs, raised his chin and nodded at Qin Shaoya, "Tell me, what can I do with your sister."

Qin Shaoya neatly put the schoolbag and bag on the small side table where the green plants were planted, went to Qin Shaoya's side, and said, "Pickled oranges, our school has a New Year's Eve party."

"Ah."

"I want you to go see it."

Yan Zicheng put down the PS2 in his hand and looked at her, "What, you have a show?"

Qin Shaoya's face burned, and she turned her head, "Well, solo. The teacher said that all students who are preparing for the show can invite their parents to sit in the VIP seat. My dad can't go, so I'll ask you to try."

Yan Zicheng turned her around, "Really?"

Qin Shaoya stood up, "Forget it if you don't believe me."

Yan Zicheng stared at her back for a while, lowered his eyes, went through the morning's events in his mind, blinked and said, "Okay, I'll go, and you will pick me up at the school gate when the time comes, don't act like hiding Avoid me like a plague god."

Qin Shaoya scratched her hair, "Can you go without driving a Ferrari?"

Yan Zicheng couldn't laugh or cry, "I don't have any other cars."

Qin Shao muttered, "Then you must come, it's agreed."

"Definitely go." Yan Zicheng said seriously, and threw her a handle, "Come, play with me."

Qin Shaoya caught the handle, stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Okay!"

The two pressed the handle and quickly entered the game state, and the whole morning passed like this.