Love for a limited time

Chapter 50
I don’t know when a song became popular in the class, the fruit of midsummer, to be precise, the whole school, because when the get out of class is over, girls can be seen everywhere humming this song together, sometimes on the way to the cafeteria. I can hear it, the melody is so nice that even a music idiot like me can hum along to it.

One day, Song Junxi heard me humming that song while doing a question and asked with a smile: "Why, you like listening to it too?"

"I like it, but I don't know what this song is called, do you know? I just listened to Li Lan singing it often, and learned a few words along with it!"

"The fruit of midsummer!" Song Junxi's voice was nice.

"The fruit of midsummer? The title of this song seems to be referring to me. I was born in summer. My dad named me Xiaxia. I am also the fruit of midsummer!" I said to myself.

Song Junxi should have heard it too, and laughed: "You know how to promote yourself!"

In the afternoon, during the break between classes, Song Junxi suddenly plugged earphones into my ears. After a few seconds, the melody of the song played in it seemed very familiar to me. When I listened carefully, it was the fruit of midsummer. Li Lan sang much better. After listening to the original version, I like this song even more.

A touch of sadness, at the age that doesn't understand love, humming a little hypocritically, telling the sadness that he can't be regarded as sadness.

After that day, Song Junxi simply put his CD player in my place, and I would listen to it when I was free, but I learned quite a few songs, some of which I really like the lyrics, so I copied the lyrics just like Li Lan come down

Then it copied more and more, and was later discovered by Song Junxi, who first made fun of me, and sometimes copied his favorite lyrics on it.

On May [-] Labor Day, the school had a one-week holiday. Amidst the cheers of the students, they packed their schoolbags and went home excitedly. It has been a long time since they had such a happy holiday.

After such a long vacation, I must go home.

Song Junxi usually doesn't talk to me very much at home. In the morning, I still get up very early, in order to reduce the burden on my mother and to prevent the Song family from disgusting me.

I washed a clean rag, wiped the floor first, and finally wiped the handrails of the stairs. Aunt Yao came down from the stairs: "Xia Xia is such a well-behaved child!"

I smiled and nodded, and said politely, "Good morning, Aunt Yao!"

"Morning!" Aunt Yao went downstairs, and I continued to wipe my handrail until there was only one floor left.

Then it was just a matter of cleaning the master's bedroom.

"Who asked you to do this!" Song Junxi's cold voice sounded from behind me, and I was squatting there wiping the dust in the gap of the handrail.

"I did it myself!" I hurriedly explained, lest he think it was my mother who wanted to be lazy.

"You don't need to do these things, go back to your room!" Song Junxi snatched the rag from my hand.

"Give it to me, I don't want to eat and drink for free here! Do something, I feel better!" I took the rag back again.

"Who says you eat and drink for free, you don't need to do these things in the future!" Song Junxi said as he was about to take the rag from my hand. Falling firmly into his arms.

Song Junxi let go of me suddenly, and even kicked over the basin where I washed the rag: "How did I do it? I made water all over the floor, will it work!"

I was amazed by Song Junxi's face change, and I didn't know what happened to him, just now he was domineering and refused to let me do these things, so what's going on now, I looked at him puzzled.

Aunt Yao's voice came: "Junxi!"

(End of this chapter)