intellectual norms

Five days passed, Xia Xiaoli restrained herself from contacting Qiao Yu, and Qiao Yu didn't even contact him.

The lychee on the window sill has been gradually dehydrated and shriveled by the wind and sun.

It was put on it on the first day he came home, and now on the fifth day, Xia Xiaoli feels that she is also like that lychee, lacking water and oxygen, and will soon be unable to survive.

This man is so cruel, he said he wanted to draw a clear line with himself, and he did it so innocently, should he dig a trench?

Xia Xiaoli became angry again, sad and resentful, he couldn't hold it anymore, he looked at Qiao Yu's WeChat dialog box and Moments over and over again every day, everything was still on that typhoon night.

He even regretted kissing someone impulsively. Now that the distance has become so far, he would rather return to the previous state. At least he can say what he wants to say to Qiao Yu without any scruples, and then he will be hugged. Even if Qiao Yuhou is on him, he won't be driven off, and he can be allowed to act spoiled.

Well now, back to before liberation overnight.

I have been bored at home for a few days, and the third year of high school is about to officially start. On the evening of the last day of August, it started to rain lightly. Xia Xiaoli packed up his things and went back to the apartment. Before leaving, he glanced at the lychees that had been completely dried on the window sill. He didn't know what to think. Put it in your pocket.

This time, Bai Zhu was not asked to take him to the apartment. Uncle Zhong drove him to the apartment. Xia Xiaoli didn't ask him to help move things. He just carried a big bag and went back to the room he hadn't lived in for a week.

Standing at the door of Qiao Yu's room in the familiar corridor, he heard voices inside, not just one.

Xia Xiaoli stood in a daze, when the door to the opposite room suddenly opened, he was startled, and subconsciously turned around to face his own door, pretending to be opening the door just now.

"Little Li? You're back?" Qiao Yu called him from behind.

Xia Xiaoli rubbed her head, turned around and saw Cheng Yugang changed his shoes, came out from the opposite side, and greeted him with a smile.

"Well, I just got back." Xia Xiaoli said.

"Mr. Qiao, I'll be leaving first. Tell me if you need anything." Cheng Yu waved to Qiao Yu and Xia Xiaoli.

The remaining two stood at the door of their respective rooms, Xia Xiaoli was dumbfounded, wondering if she should go back to her room directly, or...

His eyes were erratic, he looked at Qiao Yu's face for a while, and then looked through him to the room behind him, Qiao Yu smiled and said, "Why haven't you seen him for a few days and become so unfamiliar, come and have a meeting? "

"Well, good." Xia Xiaoli shook the backpack on her shoulders, and Ma Liuer ran to the opposite door.

What is Cheng Yu doing here?How could he come to Brother Qiao's house?How many times did he come here during my absence?

Xia Xiaoli kicked off her shoes casually, thinking a little unhappy.

"It's getting cold, put on your slippers." Seeing that Xia Xiaoli was about to go barefoot, Qiao Yu brought him a pair of cloth slippers.

"Cheng Yu just wore it?" Xia Xiaoli curled her lips, very reluctantly.

Qiao Yu pinched his head: "New."

Xia Xiaoli saw that it was exactly the same as Brother Qiao's feet, so it was okay and could be worn.

It’s only been a few days since I’ve been here, and he actually misses this place so much. In this small apartment, on the bookshelf next to the sofa, there’s a blue bridge built by him on the first floor, and the small round coffee table on the carpet that he wrote about for many days. Homework, now half of the desk belongs to him, and he has eaten many suppers with brother Joe at the bar next to the kitchen.

He missed this place, and he also missed the person in front of him who kissed him and pushed him away.

Xia Xiaoli really wanted to hug Qiao Yu's waist from behind, put her face on his back, and tell him how much she missed him.

But he could only imagine this action, and then said in a provocative tone: "Why is Cheng Yu here? Does he come here often?"

Qiao Yu could hear the displeasure in his tone, it was too obvious, the child couldn't hide what was on his mind, his emotions were all straight on his face, but Qiao Yu liked Xia Xiaoli like this.

"He came to give me something, the sample book just printed by the publishing house, and I have to proofread it for the last time." Qiao Yu said.

Um?sample book?

Xia Xiaoli just remembered that when they were visiting the library together earlier, Qiao Yu said that before returning to China, he had already negotiated with the publisher of the Chinese version of his book, and the other party acted very quickly, and now all the freshly released sample books are out. up.

"Where is it? Can I take a look?" Xia Xiaoli became interested instantly. He couldn't understand the English version, but the Chinese version would work.

Qiao Yu pointed to the desk: "It's right there."

There was a big book spread out on the desk, it was still with raw edges, exuding a faint fragrance of ink, the printing factory sent the book to Qiao Yu's office, and Qiao Yu happened to be away, so Cheng Yu sent it over.

There is a picture on the opened page, which happens to be the blue arch bridge that Xia Xiaoli built. The text below tells that it was from this bridge that Qiao Yu innovated a new bridge technology.

Xia Xiaoli found that she could understand, she was so happy!

Turning back, hey, it seems that you can understand this page?

"This book is almost all about construction techniques. It's a very boring professional book." Qiao Yu walked to him and said.

Xia Xiaoli shook her head: "No, I don't find it boring, it's just... I don't understand it."

I'm still a little discouraged. After finally waiting for the Chinese version, I still can't understand it.

"In the future, I can tell you slowly. When you have time, you will understand soon." Qiao Yu said.

Always talking to herself so gently, even refusing, Xia Xiaoli couldn't help thinking, and sighed in her heart, there was nothing he could do about Brother Qiao.

But he still read the book page by page with great interest, and said thoughtfully: "Your book is very different from Lin Zhihua's book."

Qiao Yu also told him before that they are two different types of designers. At that time, Xia Xiaoli still half-understood, but now with the intuitive comparison of the two books, he seems to understand better.

"Well, Lin Zhihua is more emotional and creative, and I am more technical. After all, the first priority of a bridge is its functionality, followed by its beauty. Relatively speaking, architecture has a greater degree of freedom in design." Qiao Yu said .

Xia Xiaoli sensitively discovered that Qiao Yu was no longer called "Zhihua", but "Lin Zhihua" with both names and surnames.

He didn't know what happened, what could this subtle change represent, and when Lin Zhihua was mentioned again, Qiao Yu didn't always praise him as before, becoming objective and stingy with words.

This is a good thing, right?Xia Xiaoli thought, brother Qiao said clearly that he no longer loves him, and there are always clues to follow whether he loves him or not. Xia Xiaoli felt that she was about to be forced to become Conan.

"I have to finish proofreading tonight, why don't you play for a while? Do your homework or find you a movie to watch?" Qiao Yu asked him.

"Let's watch a movie." Xia Xiaoli spent a week at home studying the questions, and wanted to relax for a while. He then said, "Brother Qiao, can you proofread in the living room? It's considered watching a movie with you."

This is not an excessive request, Qiao Yu nodded: "Of course."

The projector in the living room was turned on, and Qiao Yu gave Xia Xiaoli the remote control to choose by himself, then took fruit snacks from the refrigerator, and finally brought the sample booklet, and sat with Xia Xiaoli at both ends of the three-seater sofa, watching movies and books.

Xia Xiaoli chose "Blade Runner" instead of those lively action movies. He had seen it, but now he wanted to watch it again.

The rain outside has not stopped, and the neon lights of the city are flickering in the rain, just like the cyberpunk world in the movie, Xia Xiaoli thinks it fits the occasion.

"I also like this one very much." Qiao Yu suddenly looked up from the book, looked at the projection screen and said, "The first time I watched it was very early, and I was still studying. It was very shocking, because this movie fascinated cyberspace. Punk, but no cyberpunk movie has come close to it since."

Xia Xiaoli smiled smugly, very happy in her heart, Qiao Yu liked this movie, he didn't need to guess.

Jian Rong once complained that he was not good at watching movies, and he only likes brainless action movies, no, what he likes, someone likes it, this is the same kind.

This film is very long, and Xia Xiaoli is familiar with every link. Qiao Yu sometimes reads a book, and sometimes looks up to watch the film with him. Xia Xiaoli can't sit still on the sofa within a few minutes. Yu put it on his lap, and then turned himself upside down, hanging head down and legs upside down on the back of the sofa.

Qiao Yu watched him spin a top, and said with a smile, "I've never seen you sleep so hard."

Xia Xiaoli couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and said slowly, "You haven't seen how I sleep, and you haven't slept with me."

Teacher Qiao really choked, this brat!

The dried lychee in the trouser pocket rolled out and fell into the seam of the sofa cushion. Qiao Yu held it in his hand: "What is this?"

"This is me." Xia Xiaoli said angrily, still hanging upside down.

"Ok?"

"Can't you tell, it was a round, plump, juicy fresh lychee seven days ago."

Only then did Qiao Yu realize that this crumpled and hard thing that had dried like a fossil turned out to be a lychee, and Xia Xiaoli looked up at him with innocent eyes: "It's really cruel, just ignore it and throw me aside I'm just like this lychee now, can't you see it?"

It turned out that this small grievance that couldn't be vented was waiting for her here, Qiao Yu laughed, and lifted Xia Xiaoli's upside-down head and put it on her lap: "Be careful that your neck is broken."

"Brother Qiao was wrong. The teachers of the School of Civil Engineering have started to work these days, and they still have to take care of the design institute. They finish their work very late every day." Qiao Yu explained earnestly.

Xia Xiaoli snorted, it was barely a reason.

Qiao Yu couldn't bear it. Why is this child so delicate? If he is not careful, he will fall into it. No, he straightened Xia Xiaoli upright and said, "This lychee can't go back to its original place." Then he touched Xia Xiaoli's Head: "But this one is fine, let's talk, brother Qiao is satisfied with whatever you want to eat, eat and drink enough, I think it can recover 80%."

Xia Xiaoli squinted, and the little abacus in his heart was crackling. He remembered that there were three chapters in the contract, and there were only three chapters anyway. There were many things that he hadn't made an appointment with. He said, "Cheng Yu is not allowed to enter your house in the future."

"Row."

"No other students or anything."

"Row."

"Then watch a movie with me first, and make me something to eat later." Xia Xiaoli died of arrogance.

"it is good."

Volume one, finished.