Song Qiaoxi's eyes were open, and she subconsciously wanted to take a step back, her waist was pulled back by Chu Jin.

Because of the difference in steps, it was not like the first kiss. She needed to raise her head. Song Qiaoxi could clearly see Chu Jin's eyelashes, thick eyebrows, and straight nose.

The tip of the tongue tasted the warm coconut flavor, after which the coconut ice cream taste became piping hot.

For a moment, she seemed to forget where she was, her consciousness was chaotic, and all her senses could only feel the boy in front of her.

Chu Jinsong opened his tight waist, his lips darkened, and the corners of his lips were smiling.

He took the ice cream cup she had eaten in her hand. The poor plastic ice cream cup was deformed by Song Qiaoxi. Chu Jin lowered his head against her shoulder, shook his head and smiled and said, "My child, can you close your eyes next time? ?"

"Ah..." Song Qiaoxi was stunned for a moment. She still didn't react. It has been almost a year since the last kiss. She has forgotten what it feels like to kiss...

She scratched her head and smiled awkwardly, "Well, I will remember next time. It seems that the eyes are closed in the movie..."

"Close it?" Chu Jin raised his head, gave her a straight look, and closed his eyes.

Song Qiaoxi wrapped his neck with both hands, snorted softly, and closed her eyes...

The damp sea breeze blew the girl's bare arms, his hand touched it, it was a little sticky soft skin.

The summer when he was eighteen, the summer when she was seventeen, was destined to be unforgettable.

-

When returning to the hotel, Chu Jin was carrying snacks for supper in his hand, and the bag was full of souvenirs. Because Song Qiaoxi bought too much, both of them still carried a pocket in their hands.

As souvenirs, I bought a variety of charcoal-boiled almond cakes, cut meat crisps, seaweed pork floss phoenix rolls, walnut cookies, dried meat, licorice lemon, peanut candy, shrimp noodles...

Song Qiaoxi made a long list. She almost couldn't get out of the souvenir cake shop. She wanted to buy it for Mom and Dad, Grandpa Chu, Uncle Fang Zheming, as well as Grandpa from Qizhou and friends from the courtyard. The city's grandma, grandpa, uncle...

She is a warm little girl. When she was a child, when she returned to Taicheng's grandma's house, she always brought a small stone as a gift to Wang Junyang, who had never been to Taicheng.

Everyone around her can feel her good, always like a shining little sun, illuminating everyone.

The two people returned to the hotel in large and small bags, and came to the door of the hotel room with two bags.

Song Qiaoxi put down the things in her hand and took out her room card from Chu Jin's schoolbag.

With a beep, the two entered her room together.

Most of the things she bought were given away by her, and Chu carefully sorted them into categories and put them in the box.

"Chu Jin, are you hungry?" Song Qiaoxi took the packed snacks out of the plastic bag and put them on the dining table one by one, unpacking the box like a mother, breaking the disposable chopsticks, and going back and forth. Rub it to remove the barbs, "Shall we watch TV and eat together?"

"I'm hungry." Chu Jin was really hungry. A boy this age had a big appetite, and all he had for dinner was snacks, not serious dishes.

He finished packing the things on the floor and looked up at her.

Under the soft light, at the dining table in the corner of the living room, Song Qiaoxi sorted the food in a decent manner. She also secretly ate a small fish ball and chewed it like a hamster, for fear that he would find it.

In a daze, a flow of heat surged through Chu Jin's chest.

If this is his home, how good would it be?

He hopes that there is such a lovely mistress in his own home.

Arranging the food and tableware, Song Qiaoxi turned on the TV, resting her hands on the dining table, and staring at the TV show screens to change channels one by one, muttering, "Cantonese channel, English channel, CCTV..."

"I'll go back to the house to get the laptop, and let Kangxi for you?" Chu Jin guessed her thoughts in a second, and stood up with his hands on his knees.

His little mistress smiled and seemed to appreciate the decision very much, "Wow, then you come back quickly, I'll wait for you."

Chu Jin took the room card and returned to his room.

While taking away the laptop and power cord, he glanced at the open box. In the corner of the box was a small black velvet box.

He walked over, bent down to open the box, and bends the corners of his mouth when facing a pair of couple rings in the box.

Cover the box and put it back in the box. Chu Jin held the laptop to find Song Qiaoxi.

Sitting together with two people, Song Qiaoxi did one mind and three uses.

She took care of her own eating, and always paid attention to the food in Chu Jin's bowl. Seeing what he likes to eat, she dialed more into the bowl for him, and while staring at the computer screen, she watched "Kangxi is Coming", sending out "from time to time" Giggle" laughter.

"I really like Little S, and Little S is also a Gemini." Song Qiaoxi's table manners are not so serious when her mother is not around. She bit her chopsticks and said to Chu Jin earnestly, "You are an Aries, and Gemini and Aries go very well. "

"Yeah." Chu Jin took a napkin and wiped off the sauce from the corners of her mouth.

"I'm going to celebrate my seventeenth birthday, and I will be eighteen next year." Song Qiaoxi licked her lips, tilting her head to think.

Chu Jin picked up the glass and took a sip of the sparkling water in it, "Xi Xi?"

"Yeah." Song Qiaoxi stared at the laughing little S on the computer screen again, and replied casually.

"Tomorrow, we won't go to the St. Paul's torii with them, shall I accompany you for your birthday in the hotel?" Chu Jin whispered, looking up at her.

Tomorrow, the students who came to take the exam together will visit the scenic spots in Macau together under the arrangement of the local pick-up. Chu Jin didn't want to go, and he didn't want Song Qiaoxi to go. He had other plans.

"Birthday for me?" Song Qiaoxi retracted her gaze from the computer screen, with a little expectation in her heart, and a little nervous, "Why give me a birthday alone?"

Her birthday is only a few days away. As usual, it is celebrated with Mom and Dad every year.

"It's rare that you and I are the only ones who want to celebrate your birthday alone." Chu Jin put down the glass and said to her with a smile.

"Then do I owe you a separate birthday?" Song Qiaoxi blinked, except that Chu Jin's birthday was on March 27th. This date is always in school, so it is difficult to give him a birthday alone.

Waiting for college, there should be a chance, right?

"Anyway, I don't want to go to the scenic spots on a hot day. I will listen to your arrangements tomorrow." Song Qiaoxi took a sip of the frozen lemon tea, and Song Qiaoxi concealed her inner expectation.

The two slowly ate supper until it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening. In fact, both of them were full, but neither of them proposed to leave.

There was a trace of taboo ambiguity in the air.

The lively variety show music and Shen Yulin's laughter came out of the laptop. Chu Jin didn't like watching variety shows at all, but he liked to watch them with Song Qiaoxi.

Just like when he was a child, he didn't like to watch cartoons, and he could watch "Little Mouse on the Prairie" with her.

As long as you are with her, you can do anything.

Over the past ten years, Chu Jin has buried a wish in his heart. He wants to have a home of his own, a home with only him and Song Qiaoxi.

"Can't eat anymore, right?" Chu Jin stood up and leaned forward to ask Song Qiaoxi. He got a reply from the little girl pouting and shaking her head. He smiled, "Then I will take all the lunch boxes. You go to bed early, and I'll go back first. "

"Let's take it together." Song Qiaoxi also stood up in a panic and began to pack the lunch box and leftovers.

Before leaving, Song Qiaoxi sent Chu Jin to the door. She didn't know why she had to send it. It was obviously only two steps away...

But juvenile couples, sometimes, don't even want to separate for a second.

Chu Jin hugged her very gently, rubbed Song Qiaoxi's small curls, and whispered in her ear: "Someone will bring you clothes and shoes tomorrow morning. I will wait for you in the restaurant on the top floor."

-

The next morning, Song Qiaoxi was in front of the full-length mirror of the hotel suite, watching the hotel waiter deliver the ironed dark green silk skirt and a pair of BlingBling silver gradient JimmyChoo high heels, a little at a loss.

Growing up, Song Qiaoxi has never worn high heels.

She stole the mother's high heels when she was seven or eight years old. She was about to eat at the time, and Chu Jin was sitting on the sofa and reading.

Song Qiaoxi, who was still a glutinous dumpling, secretly put on her mother's high heels, and tripped up after walking two steps, and was laughed at by her mother for a long time.

My mother hugged her on her knees and squeezed Xiao Nuo Tuan's face, "Xixi, you are too young, not the age to wear high heels. When you are eighteen and become an adult, your mother will buy you the number one in your life. A pair of high heels, a girl with high heels is a big girl and grows up."

Neither Song Qiaoxi nor Mother Song noticed. When the little boy reading on the sofa heard this sentence, he put down the book in his hand and gave the little girl a ignorant look.

This year, Song Qiaoxi is seventeen years old, and one more year of adulthood.

On her seventeenth birthday, she received the first pair of high heels in her life.

Does Chu Jin give her high heels because she wants her to grow up?

Song Qiaoxi was wearing a tender yellow nightdress with a pudding dog printed on it, squatting down and holding the pair of high heels in her hand.

The silver gradient high-heeled shoes have a heel of about five or six centimeters. They are exquisite and beautiful, as beautiful as works of art, like Cinderella's crystal shoes.

She held the shelf next to the full-length mirror with her hand, shook off the hotel's wide cloth slippers, and tried to put on those "crystal shoes".

Song Qiaoxi's feet are small, tender and white. She usually wears size 35 shoes. This pair of high heels fits her thin feet very well, and the size is just right.

Song Qiaoxi thought that she would not be able to control the six-centimeter high heels at all. She tried to walk two steps and found that she could walk very steadily, and she was not embarrassed by stealing her mother's high heels when she was a child.

Standing in front of the mirror, the girl stretched her wide nightdress slightly higher, revealing her slender legs and small round knees. The high heels visually stretched her slender legs.

In the mirror, she was blushing, her wet apricot eyes were filled with excitement and shyness, and Song Qiaoxi's heart beat quickly.

"It's so beautiful..." she muttered to herself.

Even a little bit began to dislike the childish nightdress on his body.

Go to the bathroom and put on the dark green sling silk skirt. She has cold white skin, and the dark green lined her skin so white.

Song Qiaoxi put her long curly hair like seaweed in a low bun, and she dangled her hair naturally around her ears.

Before going out, she hardly knew herself in the mirror.

Is there only a pair of high heels and a beautiful silk skirt between "woman" and "girl"?

-

Song Qiaoxi took the elevator to the top-floor restaurant of the hotel. Looking at the decoration and the attitude of the waiters, he knew that it was a very high-end restaurant.

On the way to the restaurant, there is a long corridor of more than 100 meters. She is not used to the glances of passersby on her.

She has been to the high-end restaurant several times with her parents, but it was the first time that she and Chu Jin were the only two children.

After all, she and Chu Jin usually eat KFC, McDonald's, Yoshinoya, and 7-Eleven. The more expensive ones are sheep scorpion, roast duck and copper pot shabu-shabu.

The waiter guided her to the dining table in the corner, and the man sitting with his back to her stood up gracefully, seeing his eyes full of surprise.

Chu Jin wore a black shirt, self-cultivation trousers and casual leather shoes, combed his hair up, and there was no more juvenile hair scattered on his forehead.

For some reason, Song Qiaoxi thought of the word "little prince" when he saw him wearing a shirt.

Being embarrassed by his direct gaze, Song Qiaoxi felt that her cheeks were hot and numb, and she asked in a low voice, "Does it look good?"

Chu Jin held her hand, opened the chair for her, and said in Song Qiaoxi's ear: "Well, it's very beautiful."

He knew Song Qiaoxi didn't like western food, so he brought her to eat this high-end Cantonese cuisine.

Chu Jin chose the dishes in advance, and Chu Jin knew Song Qiaoxi's taste well.

Lychee rose tea as a drink is sweet and sour and appetizing. I ordered the abalone crisp with soft pastry and stuffed abalone and diced chicken. I also ordered the golden sand crispy shrimp **** with crispy shrimp skin and full of salted egg yolk, and crispy roast pork. Honey-glazed black vinegar bone, rice net intestines, pineapple sour pork, braised pork belly in soy sauce pot, black truffle sauce with chives and shrimp fried eggs, scallops in soup and signature barbecued pork fried rice. Dessert is tangerine peel and red bean paste.

The high-end Cantonese cuisine, the dishes are not large, suitable for Song Qiaoxi's small appetite, and want to eat everything, but in the end, there are still some left.

Song Qiaoxi leaned forward slightly, and said to Chu Jin, "Shall we pack it? Then there will be dinner, and the rest is a waste. Every dish is delicious! Alas, if it can be packed and brought back to Beijing, it will be fine. Now, let Mom, Dad and Grandpa Chu also taste such delicious food."

She is dressed like an elegant and beautiful little woman today, but she is still a child with her expression.

Song Qiaoxi didn't know it herself.

"Okay." Chu Jin nodded and asked the waiter to pack the remaining dishes.

Today is her birthday, the little girl is the eldest, and everything is up to her.

"Shall we go back to the room?" Chu Jin took her hand, and the two of them went downstairs together.

Along the way, Song Qiaoxi was still thinking, is this a birthday? Although the lunch is very delicious, I always feel that if it is a birthday, it seems that there is something missing.

After being held by Chu Jin, Song Qiaoxi realized that they were returning to Chu Jin's room.

After entering the door, the room was cleaned up. There was a milk tea-colored cake on the small tea table, the surface was decorated with a small golden crown, and a high-end SLR camera newly released in 2007 was placed on the chair beside it. And a set of lenses.

Song Qiaoxi walked to the tea table and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

"Happy birthday." Chu Jin hugged her from behind, stopped her waist with both arms, and kissed Song Qiaoxi's earlobe.

"This..." The little girl was kissed, and her body was itchy as if she was electrified. She looked at the SLR and the camera and exclaimed, "This is so expensive and so expensive!"

From childhood to adulthood, the two have spent ten birthdays together. Because they are together every day, they will not specially prepare birthday gifts for each other.

When she was very young, Song Qiaoxi even made a bracelet for Chu Jin, bought a papa dog doll, and never saw him take it to play with him once, and he could not even see a gift from her to him in the boiler room.

Later, when he got older, Song Qiaoxi knew that Chu Jin was a person with no material desires. Apart from playing computer games, he just reads books and plays the piano.

So after she was a teenager, she went to a bookstore and bought Chu Jin if she saw interesting piano scores, and she also bought him new original books when she saw them.

Chu Jin never prepared any gifts specially for her birthday.

But Song Qiaoxi likes Harry Potter. He will ask Gu Wei's mother to buy hardcover original books and Blu-ray discs from the UK. Knowing what kind of snacks she likes to eat recently, there will always be stocks at home.

She thought that this was the way she and Chu Jin got along.

Even if two people become a couple, this will not change.

Song Qiaoxi's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Chu Jin's breathing. Neither of them had a drink, but Chu Jin's breath was hot.

"SLRs and lenses are really too expensive..." she repeated again, her voice as small as a whisper, "Do you know that photography is poor for three generations, and SLRs ruin a life?"

Chu Jin was amused by her words, "I am an investment, and I will pay back."

"Do you really don't know how expensive this lens is?! When you were a kid, all the red envelopes for the Chinese New Year were invested in me to buy a camera, and I haven't paid it back yet." Song Qiaoxi was embarrassed by him and turned around in a panic. He retorted with his arms supporting the railing of the bay window.

"Really? I never made a loss to buy." Chu Jin raised his eyelids, took a step forward, and put his arms around her waist in a close-fitting silk dress. "You go to the U.S. to study photography. We Xixi use it. The best equipment."

Song Qiaoxi stared at his face, and she was in a daze for a moment when she mentioned going to college in the United States.

Chu Jin's eyes were shining, but his eyes were tired, and his eyes were faintly blue.

During the recent period, no, it has been a year or two. Song Qiaoxi always feels that Chu Jin is very tired and tired, but she doesn't know what he is doing in addition to studying.

When Song Qiaoxi was a child, she couldn’t understand the books Chu Jin read, and sometimes she couldn’t understand what Chu Jin said. Even now, aside from the in-class knowledge she learned in school and accompany herself to prepare for SAT and TOEFL exams, she is still right. He doesn't know anything about what the computer does every day.

But what does that matter?

She likes him.

From childhood to adulthood, if she must write a love letter to someone, from the age of six, Song Qiaoxi has only the only candidate. If she wants to marry someone, she only wants to marry Chu Jin.

The lives of Chu Jin and myself were tied together eleven years ago, like two small plants planted very close together. Eleven years later, the dense rhizomes have long been entangled together.

To separate, it is necessary to break the rhizome.

I didn’t think it before, but now I think that the university will be separated for four years...

She is not willing.

What's more, Grandpa Chu's physical condition is not stable now. Even if a small selfishness occasionally flashed before and asked Chu Jin to study abroad with him, under this situation, Song Qiaoxi said that he would not let him do anything.

If Chu Jin doesn't look so tired, Grandpa Chu is healthy and healthy, and she has confidence in the four years in a different place, but now...

Loosing her hand on the cold marble window sill, Song Qiaoxi took the initiative to embrace Chu Jin's waist and buried her head in his arms, feeling a little bored in her heart.

After a moment of silence, Song Qiaoxi raised her head and said softly, "Chu Jin, shall I stay in Beijing to attend university? National Tsing Hua University cannot pass the exam. You can find a school closer to you. Anyway, there are so many good universities in Haidian..."

"No, you go..." Chu Jin held her face and kissed Song Qiaoxi at the end of her eyes, "Do what you like to do and become the person you want to be. You have always been my pride. ."

Song Qiaoxi closed her eyes because of Chu Jin's kiss.

After listening to him, Chu Jin didn't give her any chance to answer, and gently kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, cheeks, and finally the soft cherry lips.

The young man seemed to have kissed Song Qiaoxi's heart with his grievances about parting, and his love and dissatisfaction with the girl.

Song Qiaoxi panted and was kissed away, holding Chu Jin's arm with both hands helplessly.

Suddenly, her hand was held by Chu Jin, her fingertips felt cold, and something was covered in her right middle finger.

She raised her neck and opened her eyes, her fingers still being held by Chu Jin. Because of the cold touch and Chu Jin's tender and fierce kiss yesterday, she felt a bit wronged inexplicably.

"What..." Song Qiaoxi asked with a heavy nasal voice with a cry in her voice.

When she saw the ring on her hand, she was stunned for an instant.

Chu Jin grabbed her hand with the ring and kissed her lips. He said dumbly, "I'll put a stamp on it first, and I'll change it for you later."

I know this is selfish...

Xixi, I'm sorry, even if I let you go abroad to study, I still want to tie you up with a ring in advance.

You can't forget me.