pinpoint honey

Chapter 33
She looked at Wei Jia's home.This two-story building with an independent courtyard is much more decent than she imagined. It can be seen that it has been carefully repaired several years ago. Even though the tiles that once covered the walls have fallen off a lot, the red The iron gate was also peeled off, but looking at the whole village, it still didn't look shabby, as if it indicated that the owner of this house had a good life.

She also couldn't explain why she was so interested in the house where Wei Jia lived. Just looking at it like this, she even felt a little familiar with this strange house.Ever since she drove past Wei Jia's cavalry yesterday, she never stopped to think about what she wanted to do, and just relied on an instinct to drive herself forward.

When she was still in the clinic, Chen Xi had a private phone call with her mother Song Mingming.She was afraid that her mother would be worried, so she never mentioned the injury, and only told her that she met a boy who seemed to be born according to her wishes yesterday.Ms. Song Mingming told girls on the phone to protect themselves and pay attention to safety when they go out, and not to trust strangers so easily.Chen Xi laughed at herself and said: "What, people don't like to talk to me. I have struck up a conversation several times, and he wanted to draw a line with me on the spot." Ms. Song Mingming was unhappy when she heard this, there is no reason!What kind of disabled young man would be indifferent to her daughter's overtures?This is simply intolerable!
Ms. Song is now an immortal goddess in the drama world, a people's artist with both virtue and skill, and a romantic person who can be counted among young people.In her own words, when she was Chen Xi's age, even though she was restricted by the times and because of her overseas connections, she still had countless followers around her.She wants to wear the most clever braids, wears the most waist-pinching skirts, and boys also choose the ones they like the most, and if one fails, they can change it for another.On the other hand, my own daughter, at the same age as Hua, seems to have a blocked love.Obviously inherited her mother's figure and face, but her way of thinking and behavior has been influenced by her pedantic father.As a future performing artist, she needs to be more emotional and richer. Life experience is very important, and she should never put all her energy on learning as her father advocated.

Now that Chen Xi's heart has finally opened up, and he is not Sun Jianchuan who is close to the water, Ms. Song expressed her relief.She looked down on the son of the Sun family, just like she looked down on Sun Changming when she was young.In her circle, a boy's youth and good looks are the least rare things, and Sun Jianchuan is the only thing worth mentioning.Ms. Song Mingming believed that her daughter would not fall in love with Sun Jianchuan. What she was afraid of was that Chen Xi would make the least effortful choice because of her incomprehension.

Chen Xi just complained to her mother, but Ms. Song gave her "first lesson in life" for 10 minutes.Ms. Song focused on cheering her up, and pointed out the direction for her by the way: to face up to difficulties and overcome them!In summary, this central idea is actually not much different from what Brother Yang said.Two completely different life experiences gave similar conclusions, which undoubtedly pushed Chen Xi behind.She also now sincerely feels that she has nowhere to go but here.

"On the way here, I heard from Brother Yang that Uncle Sun's uncle and grandpa are your uncle in the house. So, you are a generation older than Sun Jianchuan, how can he be your cousin? You should call him uncle!" Chen Xi started the chat with Wei Jia in as natural a tone as possible.

Wei Jia said, "Is it important? You can call it whatever you want."

Chen Xi couldn't get off the stage because of his unsalty attitude, so she curled her lips and said, "Is it okay for you to call him uncle as long as his father invests money in the racecourse?"

"I can do it." Wei Jia turned his head and walked into the yard.

Chen Xi hurriedly followed her. Her injuries were a little exaggerated by using a stretcher, but it was indeed painful to walk. "If you don't lift me up, you can always give me a hand!" She shouted towards Wei Jia's back.

Wei Jia really "can do anything".He stood still, and turned back silently. At first, he was still a little bit at a loss, but Chen Xi resolutely extended his hand to him, so he supported her forward like a celebrity beside the queen mother.

"I have to thank you for Sun Jianchuan. You deliberately asked him to find me first, right?" Chen Xi said while walking, trying to make her heartbeat less obvious.

Wei Jia glanced at her, and she looked straight ahead.In fact, Chen Xi wanted to hear him deny it, so a few sophistry would be fine.Wei Jia said, "Isn't everyone happy?"

Chen Xi withdrew her hand abruptly.She clearly had the answer in her heart, and hearing him admit it so bluntly, the resentment was stronger than expected, and there was also a faint melancholy.Are they strangers?In terms of time we've known each other, yes.However, he sat by the pit with her all night last night, and in her heart a certain relationship had been established between them.After dawn, she was saved, but he left himself completely, more like an outsider than Brother Yang.This is what he wants?

"I'm not happy at all! Sun Jianchuan won't thank you for this."

Wei Jia couldn't help laughing when he thought of Sun Jianchuan who personally sent his sweetheart here. "I know."

"Hypocrisy!" Chen Xi said bitterly, "I hate the way you smile."

"Who are you? Why do you hate Jiajia?"

A soft voice suddenly joined in.Chen Xi was stunned.They have already walked into the courtyard. The large courtyard is paved with uneven concrete floor. There are two unrecognizable old osmanthus trees in the corner and tall haystacks on the other side. With faded door gods and couplets.It all looked so tidy and lifelike that it didn't look like a house without grown-ups.

There was no one else around except the two of them, and the voice came from the direction of the haystack.Chen Xi glanced at Wei Jia. He seemed very calm, and she was not afraid. She walked over and gently poked the haystack with a wooden stick.Suddenly, a cat-like face poked out from the haystack.

(End of this chapter)