Falling Heart

Chapter 76 Visiting an Old Friend
Xie Mingchao did look inside, but he didn't open it on his own initiative.

When he went to the bar to retrieve it, the colleague opened it to check to make sure that the items in it matched what Xie Mingchao said.

At that time, the people around were stunned.

The two characters on the card are leaning together in an ambiguous pose, which is very imaginative.

The colleague looked at it in astonishment for a while, then hurriedly closed the box and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have opened it!"

He didn't expect Xie Mingchao's little girlfriend to watch such unrestrained things.

Then he gave a difficult evaluation: "Your little girlfriend's hobbies are quite... special."

Xie Mingchao's ears were slightly red, and he put the box back indifferently, "Don't get me wrong, she is not."

His worldview was so shocked by the card that he couldn't look directly at Shen Qing when he handed it to Shen Qing.

Chen Ziwan sat on the sofa and watched a movie. After seeing her son who had been away for a day finally came home, she asked leisurely, "Chao Chao, did you bring the girl home?"

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from her, Xie Mingchao replied truthfully: "Well, my deskmate forgot to bring the key last night, so I took her in for the night."

"I smelled the smell of pear blossoms when I was cleaning your room today," Chen Ziwan smiled, "Our Chaochao family is really a gentleman, we let the girls sleep on the bed and sleep on the sofa by ourselves."

He leaned on his shoulders and walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took a can of Coke, "Have you ever thought about the possibility that I will sleep in the room too?"

Chen Ziwan's smile froze on her face, she stood up from the sofa in disbelief, "Really?"

Then she denied herself: "Impossible, you are not so conscious. If you really want to take the initiative, I don't worry that I won't be able to have a grandson before the age of 40."

Chen Ziwan sat back and nodded with satisfaction: "But Chao Chao can joke, and looks much more cheerful than when he was gloomy before."

After Xie Mingchao finished drinking the Coke, he shook the empty can, through which he recalled the scene of Shen Qing drinking Coke contentedly, "I really don't understand what's so good about this kind of carbohydrates."

Chen Ziwan smiled deeply, "That little girl has had a great influence on you, you never drank drinks before."

He didn't answer, smashed the empty can and threw it into the trash can.

"I have an exam tomorrow, and I may not have time to make breakfast, but there are sandwiches in the refrigerator, remember to get up and eat."

She responded casually: "Understood, you are just talking like an old woman."

Xie Mingchao fell silent when he heard this adjective. He remembered that Yu Sheng liked to call him old lady the most.

Chen Ziwan realized something, and hurriedly changed the subject: "I promise I won't stay in bed tomorrow."

He said in a deep voice, "Mom, this Saturday is Yu Sheng's death day."

"Let me accompany you to see that child this year too."

"No, you're not safe recently, it's better to stay at home."

Chen Ziwan sighed lightly: "Okay, I see."

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Knowing that she had an exam the next day, Shen Qing took medicine to prevent a cold and woke up feeling refreshed in the morning.

But the thought of going through a long two-day exam made me half-spirited.

She went to the classroom listlessly, and Xie Mingchao was already flipping through the booklets of ancient poetry in his seat.

He said it was reciting, but he never made a sound, so Shen Qing had an excellent sleeping environment every morning.

"I really envy you can memorize it silently."

He turned the next page calmly, "It's not memorization, it's browsing."

Shen Qing thought about the meaning of his words, and asked uncertainly: "Have you reached the point where you can memorize everything by heart?"

"I mean, as long as you understand the meaning of the whole poem, you can launch the whole poem."

She shouldn't have asked more questions.

Shen Qing deeply felt the frustration of being overwhelmed by IQ and talent, and the idea of ​​studying hard that just arose yesterday was stifled.

Forget it, no matter how hard you try, you can't catch up with the great god.

After two days of exams, Shen Qing felt as if her soul had been emptied, and her whole body was sluggish.

It wasn't until Xie Mingchao brought her a dessert that she met by chance that she was revived with full blood.

"I want to ask you a favor."

Shen Qing almost choked on the dessert she just ate, and beat her chest a few times before swallowing it.

She pointed to herself, "You? Handsome Xie? You asked for me?"

Xie Mingchao was immune to her teasing address, "Well, accompany me to a place on Saturday."

Shen Qing said righteously: "Let me declare first, I have written a guarantee, and I will not go to bars until I am of age."

He finally gave her a look of charity, and the emotion in his eyes was undisguised contempt.

"You think I'll take you to the bar knowing it's not safe there?"

She realized that she was thinking too much, and smiled twice, "Then where are you going?"

"cemetery."

Shen Qing thought of the old friend he had mentioned, and the atmosphere became depressed.

"Is it appropriate for me to follow?" She struggled and asked, "After all, he doesn't know me."

"It doesn't matter, he will be pleased to see that I am accompanied by someone."

After Shen Qing went back, she specifically checked the things that should be paid attention to when going to the cemetery: be quiet and respect the dead.

She ransacked the box and cabinet but couldn't find any black clothes, so she went to the mall to buy a whole set.

On the day of departure, Xie Mingchao saw that she was wearing all black, and asked with a frown, "I didn't attend the funeral, why did you dress like that?"

Shen Qing tugged at the hem of her skirt in embarrassment, "If it doesn't fit, I'll go back and change."

"No need, it looks good."

Hearing the words of praise from him unexpectedly, she raised the corners of her mouth happily and followed quickly.

"Not bad, have vision."

Xie Mingchao chose to take a taxi instead of riding the motorcycle given by his old friend.

There is an old bridge in front of the cemetery, which has been in disrepair all year round. No car is allowed to pass by, and the rest of the road can only be walked on foot.

Shen Qing stopped at the head of the bridge, looking at the blurred red letters on the pier.

【Built in 1872】

"This bridge is more than 100 years old, and it has a long history."

She tried to make the atmosphere more relaxed and found a topic first.

"Before the cemetery was renovated, it was Yu Sheng's hometown, and his burial here can be regarded as his soul returning to his homeland."

"Is Yu Sheng your friend's name?"

Xie Mingchao recalled the past, and said in a distant voice, "Well, he used to often say that he won at the starting line by virtue of his name."

Shen Qing could imagine Yu Sheng's character from his words, "Sounds like a very interesting person."

When she stopped in front of Yu Sheng's tombstone, Shen Qing felt that her breathing became lighter unconsciously.

She quietly looked at the young face on the tombstone, and asked softly, "When was this photo of him?"

"13 years old," Xie Mingchao put a bouquet of calla lilies in front of the tombstone, "because of a car accident."

He went on to say: "Right in front of me, in order to buy me candied haws across the road, a truck ran a red light..."

Xie Mingchao's voice stopped abruptly, and Shen Qing's heart twitched when he heard it, and he gently tugged on his sleeve, but the comforting words were still stuck in his throat.

At this time, no matter what you say, it is useless, and staying by his side is the best choice.

(End of this chapter)