Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 41 The feeling of first love

Seeing Jiang Chunhui asking, Sang Xiaoyu became cheerful like a little girl, and said with a smile, "Guess."

At this moment, Jiang Chunhui thought of Sang Xiaoyu in high school, and the few scenes of acting like a baby passed before his eyes.

Sang Xiaoyu has lost the sweet image of that time, but her essence is still there. With her sweet smile, all the past flashes back and forth in her mind.

He roughly thought about it, and calculated that she earned [-] a year, and [-] in three years, so he said, "[-]."

Sang Xiaoyu nodded and said, "Almost."

Jiang Chunhui said: "It's not easy. I heard that you have recovered and become a small boss. If I knew you were still like this, I would have reached out to help you."

Regardless of whether this sentence is true or not, Sang Xiaoyu was quite moved when he heard it, and said: "I will pay back the money, but not now."

"Until the age of 50."

Sang Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing, knowing that he really didn't want to pay, so she said, "Why is it 50 years old?"

Jiang Chunhui found that Sang Xiaoyu had really changed a lot. She didn't like to talk in the past, but now she joked.

So he said: "Use these 20 years to hang on to you, let us be friends forever, I have made a decision, I will often contact you in the future, and we can communicate with each other."

Sang Xiaoyu said: "I have no objection, because you are the sponsor." After speaking, he laughed.

"By the way, is it really 5000 yuan in my card? Is it still not enough? You didn't call me the next day, and I was so heartbroken waiting for your call."

Sang Xiaoyu thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that when she went to the court the next day, she looked at the money in the card, and it was [-] yuan. In order not to have anything to do with him, she didn't call the next day.

So he said, "The exact figure is [-] yuan."

Jiang Chunhui shook his head and said, "You are so cute, you haven't changed in so many years, so what if you just say [-]? Will I check?"

Sang Xiaoyu also said with a smile: "You borrowed my money, and I still cheated you? That's not how I am, how upright I am."

Jiang Chunhui clapped his hands and laughed, "You, I really didn't want to contact me. Otherwise, this number is just enough to call me. Don't you understand playing hard to get?"

"I don't know anything about the art of war."

Jiang Chunhui laughed again and asked, "Did the classmates meet again a while ago?".

"Maybe, no one calls me anymore."

"Call me, I didn't go."

"I still keep in touch with Wang Ximo occasionally. I heard from him that you often come back, so I didn't say hello again."

"I heard that he is also in business, so he quit his job."

"Well, I don't know what to do, I heard it's not bad, and he helped me a lot."

"Are you okay today? How about I arrange for you? For the sake of old classmates."

"No, for the sake of selling all the goods."

Jiang Chunhui said happily: "Okay, this is more realistic, I like it." He looked around for a while, and said to himself: "Why don't there be any three-wheelers?"

Sang Xiaoyu asked him what he wanted to do, and Jiang Chunhui said: "Find two three-wheelers, and bring these fruits and wine to my store. How much should I give you. Anyway, the year is not over, even if I gave them benefits."

Sang Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "Wait, wait, I installed all these things by myself. If I run...it must be much slower than you."

After finishing speaking, a person laughed hey hey hey.

Jiang Chunhui also laughed out loud, feeling so good.

He had never had such a happy conversation with Sang Xiaoyu, and they were usually at war.

He felt that Sang Xiaoyu was a completely different person.

Sang Xiaoyu and he reloaded the things into the car. Jiang Chunhui looked at the full load and asked if Sang Xiaoyu really didn't need help from others?

Sang Xiaoyu said of course.

So, they set off together.

Sang Xiaoyu followed Jiang Chunhui's luxury car and pedaled desperately. Jiang Chunhui stopped the car from time to time to talk to her.

This scene is really picturesque: a very slow luxury car followed by a very fast tricycle, even Jiang Chunhui thought this scene was very funny.

Jiang Chunhui saw Sang Xiaoyu pedaling desperately in the rearview mirror. He had long since lost the gentle and elegant appearance of the past, and what was left was stubbornness and tenacity that refused to admit defeat.

If it hadn't been confirmed that she was Sang Xiaoyu, Jiang Chunhui would never have believed that Sang Xiaoyu in his mind had turned into what he is now.

In his impression, her hair was black, shiny and thick, and she liked to pull it up high, and sometimes it spread out like a waterfall, pouring down from head to toe.

It is soft, feminine and unrestrained, and has a charm close to nature.

Now her hair is gray, as if she is an old person, and she doesn't take care of it, it just grows freely like that, moving with the wind.

She was no longer the girl in his mind, and now she looked more like a man.

From Sang Xiaoyu's stubbornness, Jiang Chunhui saw her unyielding spirit.

Jiang Chunhui felt that this energy was what he lacked.

Years of sensuality have long polished his ambitions, and the mentality of muddling along often makes him feel deeply tired. Only in the gentle village can he be relieved.

Others think that the boss looks beautiful, but they don't know what kind of mentality they have as a group. They walk on thin ice like walking a tightrope every day, and if they are not careful, they will be penniless.

In the shopping mall, the scene where you sing and I appear on the stage is happening every day, and the scenery is just a highlight moment between flashes and flints, and it is all played out for others to see.

The woman in front of me was really different.

She doesn't like to be attached to others, no matter how hard life is, she is willing to use her meager strength to fight against fate, and she is simple and comfortable after exhausting herself.

Sang Xiaoyu had long since lost her former beauty, what was left was an unquenchable fire and an unquenchable light. Even if there was no love and pity in his heart, there was still concern. This was a girl worthy of his admiration.

Jiang Chunhui recalled his high school days. If at that time, his liking for the innocent, noble and somewhat arrogant Sang Xiaoyu came from the ignorant feelings of boys, then when he stepped into the society, there were impurities in his liking.

He doesn't want to admit his failure, especially among his classmates, whose almost crazy behavior in high school has long been a lingering story and accident in the memory of his classmates.

He wants to take a ride back.

He didn't expect that he approached Sang Xiaoyu deliberately, but still couldn't get her response. At this moment, Sang Xiaoyu in front of him had already awakened his insensitive emotions and melted the ugliness in his heart. He was willing to pay for this former classmate. Sincerely, the thought of pushing her into bed disappeared at this moment.

Jiang Chunhui was satisfied with this day. He felt happy being with Sang Xiaoyu. The days they chatted and the past they talked about were so warm and harmonious
When he is with a woman now, he is usually straightforward, and he has no time to talk about love, what he wants is speed.

But it's different with Sang Xiaoyu, it's a heart-pounding feeling like first love.Sweet and comforting.

(End of this chapter)