I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 165

Her words came really suddenly.

Su Chengyi, who was not used to watching cars leave, felt a little dazed, so she stood there and watched the tail lights of the Maybach disappear at the end of the alley.

After a long time, he turned and went upstairs.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that Chu Yuanjiang has always been responsible for the role of Chu Qingmian's family guardian.Chu Yuanjiang was responsible for taking part in swearing-in meetings, parent-teacher meetings, and various other activities.

Generally speaking, for a wealthy businessman of Chu Yuanjiang's level, he should be the busiest and most homeless, but the reality is obviously not like this.

Chu Qingmian's mother is not the most common role in this kind of family structure, such as a virtuous wife, a noble lady, or a man who takes the lead outside and a woman who takes care of the inside.

Combining some of the information revealed in Chu Qingmian's words, such as not allowing her to eat at roadside stalls, requiring her to learn piano to participate in competitions, suspecting her of lying in order to eat rice cakes, etc., it can be concluded that she dotes on her daughter at first glance. Chu Yuanjiang's mother was more strict.

So could Chu Qingmian's performance today have something to do with her mother's sudden return?
Su Chengyi returned to the room with doubts in his heart, rolled up his sleeves, wrung out the towel, and started mopping the floor.

Although this house is not big, an ordinary two-bedroom apartment, it was even a bit crowded when three people lived in it, but it is still a bit tiring to clean it by one person.

Now that the utility room is no longer abandoned, his scope of work has expanded.

What's more, Su Chengyi has always been a bit mysophobic and can't tolerate sand in his eyes, so he is even more meticulous when cleaning.

By the time the towels were washed for the fifth time, people could already be seen on the floor.

The sweeping air from the air conditioner was blowing, and the floor in the living room was almost dry. Su Chengyi sat on the floor and rested against the sofa.

He had already muted his cell phone when he went upstairs, but Chu Qingmian never sent a message.

After staying in the chat box between the two for a while, Su Chengyi sighed and turned off his phone.

It's getting late, and I still have to go to evening self-study.

According to Chu Qingmian, she probably won't come to school tonight.

Su Chengyi took a quick shower and put on her blue and white school uniform again.

Just throw the shirt you changed into the washing machine and start washing it, so you can dry it directly when you get home at night.

After scanning the room one last time to make sure he didn't miss anything, he picked up his schoolbag and went out.

As meal time approached, a concerto of pots and pans rang out in the alley, and the aroma of food filled the entire street. Only then did Su Chengyi remember that she hadn't eaten yet.

The Japanese food she had for lunch was still churning in her stomach. Liang Nina probably only ate a fraction of the more than 1000 yuan worth of food, and he ate most of it.

After class, go to the cafeteria to buy some bread and munch on it.

Because she came to the classroom without eating, Su Chengyi thought she would be the first.Unexpectedly, there was only one hour before class, and the classroom was almost full.

Only Chen Jinzhi, who was in the last row, and Chu Qingmian, who was on leave, had not yet arrived.

Everyone lowered their heads, and the only sounds in the classroom were the "clatter" of turning pages and the "rustling" of pen tips rubbing against paper.

Those who didn’t know thought they had entered the examination room by mistake.

Su Chengyi walked very lightly and returned to his seat.

It seems that Lin Tong is right. There is only more than a month left before the college entrance examination, and most people are in this state.

What's abnormal is just a few of them.

Su Chengyi raised his eyes and looked at Chu Qingmian's seat in the front row. As expected, she hadn't arrived yet.

The school stipulates that you cannot pile things on the table. As the class monitor, Chu Qingmian naturally leads by example. The table is clean and empty.

But as long as Chu Qingmian was in her position, she would place a pen holder that she liked very much.

Han Bing said that the original pen holder manufacturer only had two styles: black and white cats and pure white cats. She specially used her money to contact the manufacturer to customize an orange cat one for her.

In addition to the function of holding pens, this pen holder also has a small ingenuity.That is to use the position of the cat's ears to make a small card slot specially for placing notes.

It's probably similar to the function of a memo. High school students have too much homework to do every day. They can write down things they need to do later to avoid forgetting.

But of course Chu Qingmian will not take the ordinary path. What is always on her orange cat’s head is:

"It's darkest before dawn. You'd be a fool to give up!"

"Defeat Su Chengyi, I will be first tomorrow."

"Let's play, let's make trouble, don't joke with Sister Mian."

Either it's this kind of limerick that I made up, or it's some quotes from people in society that I don't know where to copy.

Of course, after Li Lu saw the last sentence, she was immediately ordered to take it off the shelves.

On the desk filled with uniformly stacked test papers, Chu Qingmian was the only one with a touch of bright color.

But now it looks like that spot should have been empty.

Su Chengyi leaned on the chair and stared for a while, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.

He lowered his head and sent a message to the reflex arc growing to the moon:

"Squad leader, lend me your complete collection of ancient poems and prose. If you don't say anything, I'll take it as consent."

After waiting for three seconds, he unexpectedly did not receive a reply. He stood up and strode to Chu Qingmian's position.

The people next to him raised their heads to look at him in surprise. Su Chengyi looked upright:
"I'm here to borrow a textbook."

Han Bing on the left looked at him speechlessly,
"This great god, may I ask if there are any other teaching materials in this world that you need to borrow personally?"

Zou Lian, who was on the right, made an impatient "tsk" sound, with an expression like "You kid, don't disturb serious people from studying."

Su Chengyi didn't care. He pulled out his chair and sat down.

""Encyclopedia of Ancient Poetry and Prose", I didn't take any notes on it."

"Ha ha."

Han Bing turned over the mathematics paper in his hand fiercely.

Damn, people who can pass [-] in Chinese language test say this.

This is what it feels like to sit in the front row.

Su Chengyi felt it with interest.

The electronic screen is too close, the blackboard is too close, and the spitting teachers are too close.

It's better to sit in the back row by the window. It's free. You can go back quickly after taking the book.

Thinking like this, he casually pulled the drawer, but did not open it. Instead, there was a "clang" sound of metal collision.

"I forgot to tell you that Mianmian's drawer is locked. It's a combination lock."

Han Bing was calculating a number sequence problem and said without raising his head.

Su Chengyi lowered his head and fiddled with the lock. It was really a combination lock, the most traditional four-digit code that was converted into numbers.

"Why can she be locked? When checking for prohibited items, won't she be criticized for violating the rules?"

The operation of searching for prohibited items in No. [-] Middle School is also a tradition.

The main theme is a sudden attack, driving out all the students in the classroom at an unexpected point, and then starting to rummage through the drawers to collect the so-called prohibited items.

Is this actually an invasion of privacy by the school?Su Chengyi, who had become a social animal and had a sense of rights protection, suddenly thought.

At that time, it was rare for him to bring a miscellaneous book to the school to read. Before he had read much, he coincidentally caught up with the inspection for prohibited items and was confiscated by the student union representative who searched carefully.

Although the teacher in charge of counting found his name written on the page, he hurriedly sent it back to him personally.

I vaguely remember that it was "All Quiet on the Western Front".

Su Chengyi didn't ask for it. He said at the time that there were many more books that had been taken away like this, and they should either collect them together or return them together.

In fact, what he was thinking about at that time was the words on the page tucked in the bookmark: "Discipline is necessary, but discipline does not mean deliberately making things difficult."

Han Bing's originally unclear thoughts were confused by his words and became even more unclear.
"Are you stupid? Just open it during the inspection."

"Oh, do you know the password?"

Su Chengyi decided to take a shortcut.

".I wouldn't tell you even if I knew it."

Han Bing couldn't do two things at once. He wrote an equation in his hand incorrectly three times and glared at Su Chengyi angrily.

"Mianmian said that those who are destined can open it."

Su Chengyi randomly transferred several commonly used four-digit passwords.

0000, wrong.

1234, wrong.

8888, wrong.

In this case, with Chu Qingmian's temperament, the answer is not these numbers, it must be the birthday.

But when is Chu Qingmian’s birthday?

Su Chengyi found that he couldn't remember it at all, mainly because the two of them hadn't talked about this topic since their rebirth.

It wouldn't have passed quietly.
No, probably not. The birthday party of the eldest daughter of the Chu family must be a big fanfare and well-known to everyone.

Maybe you can check it out in the profile of social software. Thinking about this, Su Chengyi clicked on Chu Qingmian's profile.

117 years old, January 1st.

It looked like she had set it up randomly.

A [-]-year-old woman escaped from Changshou Village just to take the college entrance examination with crutches.

Su Chengyi glanced at Han Bing, who was writing furiously next to him, and didn't know whether he should ask her.

But as a family member, if she knew that she had forgotten Chu Qingmian's birthday, she would probably turn around and report it, which would give the eldest lady another opportunity to lose her temper.

Suddenly something occurred to Su Chengyi, and he opened the browser and searched for "Chu Yuanjiang's daughter's birthday party."

With these keywords, a lot of news popped up, and the titles were probably:
"Big deal! Chu Yuanjiang, the richest man in Tang'an, spent a lot of money to celebrate his daughter's birthday."

"Chu Yuanjiang held a luxurious birthday party for his 17-year-old daughter, which hit the spot."

"The mysterious daughter made her first public appearance, breaking the rumors and stunning the audience!"

Sure enough, exaggerated headlines are always the media’s best technique for attracting clicks.Su Chengyi, who had never been interested in gossip, was also attracted by the last title.

"Chu Yuanjiang, the richest man in Tang'an City, has an only daughter. I believe everyone is familiar with this. But what happened to the birthday party of the daughter of the Chu family? Let the editor take you through it.

The birthday party for the daughter of the Chu family was actually a seaside dinner that Chu Yuanjiang spent a lot of money to prepare for his daughter's birthday.You may be surprised, why would you choose to celebrate at the beach?But this is the fact, and the editor was very surprised.

This is about the birthday party of the daughter of the Chu family. What do you think?Welcome to tell the editor in the comment area and discuss together! "

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After wasting time reading nonsense that had nothing to do with the title, Su Chengyi suddenly had the urge to throw his phone.

Fortunately, this article is accompanied by a picture. It seems that an unruly staff member secretly took a picture at the edge of the crowd.

Although the picture was blurry, it could still be seen that the person surrounded in the center of the crowd was indeed Chu Qingmian.

Wearing a white dress and a crown on her head, she looked elegant and reserved, standing out among the crowd and shining brightly.

Su Chengyi couldn't help but think of Chu Qingmian, who was wearing a black dress and attending the auction that day. If it was a fugitive princess that day, this photo would probably be of the princess attending the banquet for the first time.

The dates of these news releases are all the same, January 26th.

Su Chengyi turned off his mobile phone and turned out the number "0126" on the combination lock. As a result, the lock did not move at all.

This is really surprising.

Su Chengyi tried changing the order again, "6210", still wrong.

"I didn't expect you to remember Mianmian's birthday."

Han Bing didn't know when he came over to take a look.

".But the password is not her birthday."

Su Chengyi frowned and thought.

Is he thinking wrong?Chu Qingmian is not a simple-minded person who would set such a password that is easy to guess.

"Let's try it with a few more people."

Han Bing started to calculate the next question, and seemed to mention it accidentally.

Maybe it's from mom and dad?

Su Chengyi was doubtful and typed the words "Chu Yuanjiang" on his mobile browser, and his personal information page soon popped up.

Skipping a long list of various titles, Su Chengyi entered his birthday on the combination lock.

Sure enough, it was still wrong.

Su Chengyi looked at the small golden lock, hesitated for a long time, and finally rotated a series of numbers without any hope.

"Click."

The lock snapped open.

Su Chengyi was stunned for a moment.

1024, he entered his birthday.

Holding the opened lock, Su Chengyi lowered his head and rubbed it with his palm for a while before taking it off.

Opening the drawer, the fresh fragrance belonging to a girl lingers.

The inside is actually clean and tidy, with textbooks and notebooks stacked in categories.The orange cat pen holder is placed at the outermost position, looking like a little gatekeeper.

Su Chengyi initially thought that she locked it up like this because she was too lazy to clean up the drawers.

But she was obviously a bit careful. Her favorite subjects were placed on the outside, and mathematics and physics were pushed into the corner.

Because of this, Su Chengyi saw the "Complete Collection of Ancient Poems" at a glance and reached out to pull it out.

The book was so thick that the notebooks stacked inside it were also taken out and fell onto his lap.

Fortunately, they didn't fall to the ground. He picked up the notebooks and put them back one by one.

Unexpectedly, when Han Bing next to him saw what he was holding, he suddenly felt like he was facing an enemy.

"What are you doing??"

".I accidentally knocked it off. I'll put it back."

Su Chengyi didn't know why she reacted so exaggeratedly.

"You didn't look inside, did you?"

"No."

The way Han Bing stared at him made Su Chengyi very suspicious that if he said she had seen it, she would immediately pull out the dagger from her boot and kill him.

"That's good."

Han Bing looked relieved.

"Do I look like a voyeur?"

Su Chengyi was speechless.

"That's not true, it's just that these are Mianmian's treasures. She has been writing diaries since junior high school, and she cherishes them very much."

Han Bing took it from his hand and put it away carefully.

It turned out that this was the reason why she locked the drawer, Su Chengyi suddenly realized.

"Then why put it in school? Isn't it safer to put it at home?"

"Haha, it's not safe at home."

Han Bing commented meaningfully.

Su Chengyi felt alarmed, but she did not continue.

"In the sequence question just now, the minimum value of the real number K is one-sixth, not one-fourth."

After locking the drawer again, Su Chengyi stood up with the book.

"When did you finish reading the questions?"

Han Bing was furious and grabbed the math test paper into a ball.

Suddenly I thought that Li Lu's class was in the evening, and I felt a little timid, so I had to spread out the paving again.

Su Chengyi walked back to the back row, only to find that Chen Jinzhi had arrived at some unknown time.

She seemed to be in a daze, the last rays of the setting sun reflected on her face, making her skin white and translucent, and the line of her jaw as delicate as a painting.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him walking over. She turned her head slightly and smiled lightly at him.

Thinking of her strange haste when hanging up the video, he was about to ask a question, but Chen Jinzhi raised his hand before him, signaling for him to lower his head.

Su Chengyi followed the instructions with doubts, and Chen Jinzhi trimmed his hair on his forehead.

"After washing your hair, go out before drying it."

"forgotten."

Su Chengyi lowered his head and let her fingers play with it.

He was absent-minded before going out. He only wiped his hair and went out. It was probably a bit messy now.

The afro-haired teacher would probably be heartbroken if he knew that his hair style, which he had carefully styled for a long time, was gone so quickly.

"Okay."

Chen Jinzhi's eyes stayed on the tips of his hair that covered his eyebrows, and he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled with satisfaction.

Su Chengyi across from him was also looking at her.

She actually wore a full school uniform today, which is unscientific.

And she actually wore a coat in such a hot weather, which is extremely, absolutely unscientific.

Thinking of the bruises on her wrists, Su Chengyi became nervous.

"you"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said a word, Chen Jinzhi said slowly:

"I wear a coat because I can't catch the cold these days, and the air conditioner in the classroom is turned on low."

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"It's my period, do you have to make it so clear?"

Chen Jinzhi looked at him with a look of disbelief on his face, a hint of helplessness in his smile.

Su Chengyi said "Oh".

Of course, I still understand the basic physiological knowledge. Girls really cannot catch a cold at this time and will suffer from abdominal pain.

But he was still a little worried.

Chen Jinzhi sighed and stretched out his wrist in front of him.

"If you don't believe it, take another look?"

Su Chengyi looked at her neat and slender fingers, and originally wanted to say "Forget it, forget it", but when he raised his eyes, he saw a half-smile expression on her face.

It was obvious that he was determined not to look.

It's so provocative, who are you looking down on?

Su Chengyi stretched out his hand and held her fingers. In the summer, the touch was actually a bit cold.

He grabbed the cuffs of his school uniform and lifted it up again. He was very cautious because he was afraid that she might be injured.

Only a thin, white wrist was visible, with no scars as expected.

The same goes for the other side.

It seemed that she was just afraid of the cold during her menstrual period. Su Chengyi breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)