My girlfriend is from the future!

Chapter 102 Chapter Four: Qingqing Zijin, Young Mu Ai

This middle-aged man is naturally Cao Aiqing's father.

In fact, He Tianran had a premonition in his heart that this time with Cao Aiqing in this way, the biggest obstacle would definitely not come from the school, but a series of follow-up reactions after this incident happened.

This is a mode of thinking that he has slowly developed now, and events such as "parental intervention" are all within his consideration. This is almost reasonable and expected, but Anticipation belongs to anticipation, when it is actually seen, it is another matter.

"Uncle, he is He Tianran, let's talk first, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, hahaha..."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Xue Yong laughed dryly and introduced himself first, then found a way to get away and left. He found Bai Tingting who was watching from a distance on the other side. The two simply sat on the grass, holding melons, watching Watching the good show happening here.

He Tianran swallowed, he had never been good at dealing with this kind of middle-aged man who seemed to be a successful person.

Cao Aiqing's father glanced at his nervous daughter who was holding a mobile phone in his hand. He was silent, and instead of asking about the content of the mobile phone message, he said:

"Qingqing, you avoid it."

"Dad...you..."

In the girl's impression, her father has always been a good-tempered, kind and polite man, but the words of naming names just now made her a little worried.

"Don't worry, I'll talk to classmate He and I won't embarrass him."

The lenses of Cao's father's glasses reflected the sunlight, Cao Aiqing couldn't see his eyes clearly, but couldn't help but said:

"Then... well, I'll wait for you next to me, Dad, you must communicate well, my God... He already knows he was wrong, and I forgive him...you...you must not make things difficult for him... "

The more the girl explained next to her, the more nervous He Tianran became, what a silly girl, after hearing your words, the murderous aura emitted by your father has almost solidified, can't you see it?
"Well, I see, let's go."

Father Cao smiled, and patted Cao Aiqing on the back. The girl looked back at He Tianran three times a step at a time, and finally walked away.

"Hello, Uncle...I...then what..."

"Student He, what was the message you sent to Qingqing just now?"

"……what?"

He Tianran was about to greet him when Cao's father pushed his glasses and looked directly at the boy. His tone was forceful and he went straight to the point.

"I just... just want to make an appointment for lunch at noon, and I want to apologize to classmate Cao..."

He Tianran bit the bullet and panicked. Fortunately, the message he sent just now was not out of the ordinary. He was ready to take out his mobile phone to show it. He would delete the chat records with Cao Aiqing every night. He was afraid that one day the teacher would Or the parents came to conduct a surprise inspection. Now if you want to check the words, you can't see any ambiguity.

"Well, you are mature in dealing with things, but you are all children who have not left school, so you should talk to your parents and me directly about this. If you want to apologize, in fact, uncle thinks that the two of you should keep a distance now and study hard. , is already the best way to apologize."

No matter what Cao's father said, he is also a gentleman. If He Tianran makes any crooked ideas, he is very clear. He has even guessed what this kid is going to say next, and the boy nodded and said:
"Okay uncle, I have done a self-criticism just now, I will definitely keep a distance from classmate Cao and study hard..."

Sure enough, He Tianran's answer was exactly the same as what Cao's father thought. Middle-aged scholars also have countermeasures. He chuckled and said:

"Okay, you promised uncle, uncle has two conditions, please be sure to do it. One, last time Teacher Chen called your father to come to school, but your father didn't come because of something, I would like to ask you to have a private date with you Father, let's talk about your affairs face to face; Second, since you are a man, He, you must do what you say. I will ask Mr. Chen to help you with the relevant transfer procedures. I heard that you are an art student. , You shouldn’t have to stay in Class [-], which is full of cultural students. I heard that Class [-] is good, and there are a lot of art students. After you transfer there, you will feel more relaxed.”

After Cao's father finished speaking in an orderly manner, He Tianran was almost confused by his combo. First find the parents, and then transfer to the class. If ordinary high school couples hear this trick, they may have to break up nine out of ten couples.

Students, when they hear the words "looking for parents", there are not many people who can not be discouraged, and the word "love" has always been the most shady word on Chinese campuses, and its severity is even worse than "truancy". .

He Tianran was silent, and it was good to think about how to answer, but just this silence, in the eyes of Cao's father, had already confirmed the relationship between him and his daughter, and it would not be as nice as the two said.

One of them is less, and each of them is frowning.

"Uncle, I know that you are doing these two things for the benefit of classmate Cao. I understand your feelings, so let me first answer your question about the reason why I can't do the transfer..."

After a while, He Tianran finally spoke:
"I got more than 650 points in this month's basic test. I ranked 5th in my class and 14th in my age. Although it is still not as good as Cao, it is still a very high score. Every month, the Qing Ying list at the gate of Hong Kong will be listed. In other words, my photo and name are on it, if you don’t believe it, you can see it later.”

"Also, you just said that I am an art student, but an art student does not mean that my grades are not good. If you let me change classes, the environment, teachers, and even the learning atmosphere must be changed accordingly. Let's compare our hearts and change our hearts. Since you are my father, maybe you won't easily agree to this matter, take a step back and say, I don't bother classmate Cao, but you can't bother my study, right?"

"..."

This kid... his speech was quite logical, and it was not at the same level as his self-criticism about the eighteen bends of the mountain road just now.

Cao's father listened to the boy's words, although he knew that his real purpose was to secretly change the concept, but he didn't refute it for the time being, because it was a conspiracy. Go ahead and say so.

Moreover, Cao's father also heard He Tianran's subtext, which meant nothing more than telling himself that he was no worse than his daughter.

"As for the first question, you said you wanted to meet my father..."

He Tianran suddenly seemed to be a little depressed, he didn't hide anything, his eyes revealed the truth sadly:

"To be honest, I don't have a good relationship with my family. Let alone you, it is very difficult for me to see my father now... By the way, you must have heard about my father's identity from Mr. Chen. , after all, she won't keep telling you about such a big matter."

"I know, He Panshan. I'm also surprised that he still has a son like you. After all, your father rarely talks about his family in public."

Cao's father added that the way of life for many years allowed him to see that the child was not lying.

"However, if you want to meet an elder who can discipline me, I will try my best to help you arrange it. Don't worry, I will never pretend to hide anything in this matter. Even if you want to meet through the school, I will There is no objection."

The alternative plan He Tianran gave surprised Cao's father. It can be said that a boy of this age can have this way of thinking, which can be said to be relatively mature, but when he thinks about his family background, he is soon relieved.

This almost rational way of dialogue calmed Cao's anger a bit, and he calmed down and said in doubt:
"You can say these words to make uncle feel that you are a sensible child, but the things you did to Qingqing are really too frivolous and flamboyant, so I can't help but type a word about what you just said. question mark."

He Tianran was glad that the other party was not like his father. According to the current contact situation, Cao's father is a person who knows how to communicate.

His question was translated as Cao Aiqing's old father, who was afraid that his daughter would be fooled by a rich second generation who knew romantic tricks but was actually pretending. That's all.

When cultural people speak, every sentence is packaged, and if they do not answer well, they will definitely be caught by them.

Regarding this, He Tianran said unabashedly:

"Uncle, I am, I just want to do something that I should do at my age."

"So you let Qingqing make such a big joke with you in front of the whole school? Have you ever thought about how much this will affect her in the future? Just because you are young?"

Father Cao raised his eyebrows, apparently dissatisfied with He Tianran's answer.

The boy suddenly showed a surprised expression, and asked:
"Uncle, do you usually spend a lot of time with classmate Cao?"

"What do you mean?"

Cao's father was at a loss when he heard this. He usually works out of town. It wasn't until he was transferred back to Hong Kong this year that he had time to spend with his family.

He Tianran looked sideways at the girl who was nervously watching the situation here, and then said seriously to Father Cao:
"I can guarantee that this matter will not affect her, and your daughter is much stronger than you think."

Father Cao said angrily, "Hmph, don't tell me you know better than me?"

He Tianran paused. Regarding this question, he said cautiously: "Uncle, do you know why classmate Cao's hair was suddenly cut short?"

Cao's father was startled when he heard the words, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't speak.

Seeing the other party's reaction, He Tianran could guess what Cao Aiqing told his parents after the bullying incident. He sighed and said:

"Uncle, let's find a place to sit down, and let me explain to you in detail."

……

……

That day, He Tianran and Cao Aiqing's father talked for a long time in the coffee shop outside the school. The boy didn't come back until the second class was about to end in the afternoon. Cao Aiqing was worried, but he didn't dare to show it in the classroom... …

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the third class today is the general cleaning of the whole school.

The math teacher, who has always been inaccurate, rarely did not procrastinate. He put down the chalk, and the students left their seats and started to move around.

Some girls went to the bathroom together, some boys leaned on the table and chatted with their classmates, and some went downstairs one after another with their brooms and brooms.

He Tianran and Xue Yong were lying on the railing of the corridor, watching the students from the lower grades downstairs cleaning every corner of the campus in gangs. They ran and played, while the senior students upstairs laughed at them Be positive.

Suddenly, a friend poked He Ranran with his elbow and told him to look aside.

Only then did the boy realize that the girl he liked was also standing in front of the railing, chatting with Bai Tingting and the other girls.

The afternoon sun was still so partial to her face, as if covered with a golden veil. He Tianran had secretly seen this scene many times, but every time he saw it, he would always think of the phrase in the textbook, "I still hold the pipa for half a day." Covering the face" allusion.

It was an ordinary afternoon as usual.

The only difference was that he knew she was waiting for him.

This feeling is so strong.

In the past, this kind of scene boy could only be pictured in his mind.

Xue Yong called out to Bai Tingting, and the boys and girls got together in a tacit understanding, snickered softly, and gradually left.

Soon, there were only a man and a woman who were separated by a certain distance in front of the corridor railing of the second class of the third year.

He Tianran approached slowly, and Cao Aiqing noticed his movement, and was so nervous that she stood still and did not dare to move. She pretended to look at the scenery of the campus, but in the end there was still a body distance between the two of them.

The boy bent down, propped his chin with his hands on the railing, and pretended to look at the scenery.

Just looking at it, he suddenly smiled.

"You...what are you laughing at?" The shy girl thought he was laughing at herself, so she couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing, I just think 'knowledge' is the most beautiful idiom in the world...that's nice."

He Tianran turned his head and said cheerfully.

The girl's cheeks were flushed, and she looked around guiltily, and she said softly, "Why did you suddenly become a liberal arts student again?"

He Tianran jokingly said: "Your dad talked with me for a long time, and the book said a lot of great truths. When staying with the descendants of cultural people, it is natural to improve your literary accomplishment."

Cao Aiqing couldn't help but sneered, and then quickly straightened her face.

"He is engaged in history. Some of the cultural relics in the Hong Kong City Museum were dug out by himself when he was young." The girl's face was somewhat smug.

"Oh, no wonder, touch Captain Jin?"

"Well~ speak well!"

"Okay, okay, honorary professor of the History Department of the University of Hong Kong, I know, it's amazing~"

"Have you all talked about this?" Cao Aiqing's eyes widened.

"How can it be? I didn't take the initiative to ask."

"That's it...then...how did you talk?" the girl asked cautiously.

He Tianran shrugged: "What else can I do, just as the teacher said."

Cao Aiqing panicked for a moment: "Ah... what should I do... During class just now, my father sent me a message asking me to go back early today."

"Then you should go back early."

"You... I didn't know that my father would come to school today... If I knew, I would definitely notify you in advance..."

Seeing He Tianran's indifferent face, Cao Aiqing was aggrieved and busy explaining.

Suddenly, she felt a heat on her face. It turned out that a hand stretched out and gently caressed her cheek. The movement of the hand was very light, slowly rubbing away the sorrowful cloud between her brows.

"Okay, your father didn't say that we won't be together, he just didn't want us to delay each other at this critical moment, and I also promised him that I will keep a distance from you before the college entrance examination, and I will never let you Your grades have dropped, you are a girl who is going to take the Architecture Department of the University of Hong Kong."

After He Tianran finished speaking, she withdrew her hand. Cao Aiqing put her ten fingers together, the temperature on her face was still there, and she murmured, "You're not keeping a distance..."

"What did you say?" the boy asked deliberately.

"I... I said, how did you convince him?"

He Tianran thought for a while, then shook his head: "Actually, it's not considered persuasion, it's just...a man, he never wants his baby to be bullied. Outside school, you have your father, but at school, you still have me to protect you."

Cao Aiqing probably knew what the two of them were talking about in the afternoon, but the word "baby" made her ears and neck turn red. After a while, she uttered three words:
"It's so boring..."

"what?"

He Tianran didn't understand Cao Aiqing's brain circuit for a moment.

"Baby...baby...something..."

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then bent down, and laughed haha. He burst into tears. Cao Aiqing gritted his teeth angrily, and stretched out his finger to poke the itchy flesh between his ribs. It really worked wonders, He Tianran Was poked in place and jumped a bit.

He wiped away his tears, looked at Cao Aiqing who was pretending to be serious and looked at the scenery, and asked:
"I'm curious, what do your parents call you at home? When there are no outsiders, you won't always be called Qingqing, Qingqing, right?"

Cao Aiqing said: "My dad calls me Qingqing, and my mother calls me Xiaoai."

He Tianran was puzzled: "Should we call separately?"

The girl shook her head, carrying this, she looked proud, raised the corner of her mouth and said:
"No, when the name was chosen, my father and mother each searched for a sentence, and each took a word in it. What my father looked for was the word Qing in "Qingqingzijin, leisurely my heart" in the Book of Songs, because the two of them They were very young when we were together. It was a love letter written by my father. There were only four words in it, called "Young Muai", so my mother chose the word "Ai" in it. The combination of these two words is " The homonym of "love" means that I am the proof of love between them, so until now, they like to call me the word they are looking for."

Seeing Cao Aiqing speak clearly and immerse himself in the good memories of his father's generation, He Tianran also smiled and listened quietly.

Due to his own family, the boy couldn't empathize with this kind of thing, but this didn't prevent the girl in front of him from filling the missing part of his life bit by bit for him.

This girl who was born in a beautiful family still retains the original tenderness and kindness towards everything in this world.

"You know, my parents never call each other...husband or wife." Cao Aiqing said to He Tianran fascinatedly.

"What's that called? Honey? Or something like 'Lao Cao'?" He Tianran continued with a smile.

"In private, they still call each other's names, just like you...you call me Ai Qing, but to outsiders, my mother would say 'my husband' and my dad would say 'my lover' , although there is nothing special, but every time I hear it, I feel very sweet...it feels...much better than 'Baby'..."

The boy's face was flushed by the sudden title, and both of them lowered their heads, at a loss.

"This... this is the name after marriage..."

"……Uh-huh……"

"Ai Qing..."

"……Um?"

He Tianran scratched his head, faltering and saying: "I...I will call you by your name like that from now on...but you know...the meaning...is different from before..."

"Ok!"

"Know... just know..."

Cao Aiqing was so ashamed that he turned into a monster, and He Tianran was also fanning with one hand, pretending to fan his face. He found a topic and said:
"People of this culture are different, it makes me want to chant a poem..."

"Wouldn't it be 'the so-called Yiren, on the side of the water'?" Cao Aiqing laughed.

"This...not really."

Oh no, the answer was guessed, and He Tianran searched his stomach anxiously. There were only a few love poems in high school textbooks, and they were either tragic poems or out of date.

Cao Aiqing looked at him with a calm smile on his face.

The boy and her looked at each other, and they gradually relaxed. At this moment, the thoughts between each other seemed to melt into their eyes.

The lady in red and the friend in white, drinking together in the morning and evening.

The world says that I love Chang'an, but I only love Chang'an.

It was an ordinary afternoon, boys and girls secretly held hands on campus.

Many years later, the boy recalled this afternoon and finally found the love poem that he had not found at that time.

However, that is something that I only felt after many years.

(End of this chapter)