Chapter 76 Visiting old friends

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

Chapter 76 Visiting old friends

Xie Mingchao did see what was inside, but he did not open it on his own initiative.

When he went to the bar to retrieve it, the colleague opened it to check whether the items inside matched what Xie Mingchao said.

At that time, everyone around him was shocked.

The two characters on the card are close to each other in an ambiguous posture, which is very imaginative.

The colleague looked at it in shock for a long time, then hurriedly closed the box and apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have opened it!"

He also didn't expect that Xie Mingchao's little girlfriend would watch such unrestrained things.

Then he made a difficult evaluation: "Your little girlfriend's hobbies are quite... special."

Xie Mingchao's ears were slightly red, and he put the box back indifferently, "Don't get me wrong, she is not."

His worldview was so shocked by the card that he couldn't look directly at Shen Qing when he handed it to her.

Chen Ziwan was sitting on the sofa watching a movie. Seeing that her son finally came home after being out for a day, she asked leisurely: "Chaochao, did you bring a girl home?"

Xie Mingchao knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he answered truthfully: "Well, my deskmate forgot to bring her key last night, so I kept her overnight."

"I smelled the smell of pear blossoms when I was cleaning your room today," Chen Ziyuan smiled, "Our Chaochao family is such a gentleman. He lets the girls sleep on the bed while he sleeps on the sofa."

He walked to the kitchen with his shoulder on his shoulder, opened the refrigerator and took a can of Coke, "Have you ever considered the possibility that I also sleep in the room?"

Chen Ziyuan's smile froze on her face, and she stood up from the sofa in disbelief, "Is it true?"

Then she denied herself: "Impossible, you are not that aware. If you really want to be so proactive, I won't worry about not being able to have a grandson before I turn 40."

Chen Ziwan sat back and nodded happily: "But Chaochao is actually joking. He looks much more cheerful than when he was gloomy before."

After Xie Mingchao finished drinking the Coke, he shook the empty can and recalled the scene of Shen Qing drinking Coke with satisfaction, "I really don't understand what's so good about this kind of carbonated water."

Chen Ziyuan smiled meaningfully, "That little girl had a great influence on you. You never drank drinks before."

He didn't answer, crushed the empty can and threw it into the trash can.

"I have an exam tomorrow, so I may not have time to make breakfast, but there are sandwiches in the refrigerator. Remember to get up and eat them."

She responded casually: "I know, you are just as verbose as an old woman."

Xie Mingchao fell silent when he heard this adjective. He remembered that Yu Sheng liked to call him mama the most.

Chen Ziyuan realized something and quickly changed the subject: "I promise I won't stay in bed tomorrow."

He said in a deep voice: "Mom, this Saturday is the anniversary of Yu Sheng's death."

"Let me accompany you to see that child this year too."

"No, you haven't been safe recently. It's better to stay at home."

Chen Ziwan sighed softly: "Okay, I understand."

*

Shen Qing knew she would have an exam the next day, so she took medicine to prevent a cold and felt refreshed in the morning.

However, the thought of going through a long two days of exams made me half mentally depressed.

She went to the classroom listlessly, where Xie Mingchao was already sitting in his seat and started flipping through a pamphlet of ancient poetry.

He said he was reciting it, but he never made a sound, so Shen Qing had an excellent sleeping environment every morning.

"I really envy you that you can memorize it silently and remember it."

He calmly turned to the next page, "It's not memorizing it silently, it's browsing it."

Shen Qing pondered the meaning of his words and asked uncertainly: "Have you reached the point where you can memorize everything by heart?"

"What I mean is that as long as you understand the meaning of the whole poem, you can deduce the whole text."

She shouldn't have asked more questions.

Shen Qing deeply felt the frustration of being crushed by her IQ and talent, and the idea of ​​studying hard that had just arisen yesterday was extinguished.

Forget it, no matter how hard you try, you can't catch up with the great master.

After two days of exams, Shen Qing felt as if her soul had been drained out of her, and she was as depressed as a whole.

It wasn't until Xie Mingchao brought her an unexpected dessert that she was resurrected with full health.

"I want to ask you a favor."

Shen Qing almost choked on the dessert she just ate, and beat her chest several times before she managed to swallow it.

She pointed at herself, "You? Handsome guy Xie? You actually want something from me?"

Xie Mingchao was immune to her teasing calls, "Well, come with me to a place on Saturday."

Shen Qing spoke righteously: "Let me declare first that I have written a guarantee that I will not go to a bar until I reach adulthood."

He finally gave her a look of mercy, the emotion in his eyes was undisguised contempt.

"Do you think I would take you to a bar knowing it's not safe there?"

She realized that she was overthinking and laughed twice, "Where are we going?"

"cemetery."

Shen Qing thought of the old friends he had mentioned before, and the atmosphere became depressing.

"Is it appropriate for me to follow him?" she said in a hesitant tone, "After all, he doesn't know me."

"It doesn't matter. He will be happy to see someone with me."

After Shen Qing returned, he specifically checked the things he should pay attention to when going to the cemetery: be quiet and respect the deceased.

She rummaged through the cabinets but couldn't find any black clothes, so she went to the mall and bought one.

On the day of departure, Xie Mingchao saw that she was wearing all black, frowned and asked: "Why are you dressed like this if you are not attending a funeral?"

Shen Qing tugged at the hem of her skirt in embarrassment, "If it doesn't fit, I'll go back and change."

"No need, it looks good."

Unexpectedly hearing the words of praise from his mouth, she raised the corners of her mouth happily and quickly followed.

"Not bad, I have a good vision."

Xie Mingchao did not ride the motorcycle given by his old friend, but chose to take a taxi there.

There is an old bridge in front of the cemetery, which has been in disrepair for many years. No cars are allowed to pass, and you can only walk the rest of the way.

Shen Qing stopped at the head of the bridge and looked at the vague red letters on the piers.

【Built in 1872】

"This bridge is more than a hundred years old, so it has a long history."

She tried to lighten the atmosphere and found a topic first.

"This cemetery was Yu Sheng's hometown before it was renovated. His burial here can be considered as his soul returning to his hometown."

"Is Yu Sheng your friend's name?"

Xie Mingchao thought of the past and said in a distant voice: "Well, he used to often say that he won at the starting line just by relying on his name."

Shen Qing could imagine Yu Sheng's character from his words, "Sounds like a very interesting person."

When she stopped in front of Yu Sheng's tombstone, Shen Qing felt that her breathing had become lighter unconsciously.

She quietly looked at the young face on the tombstone and asked softly: "When was this picture of him taken?"

"At the age of thirteen," Xie Mingchao placed a bunch of calla lilies in front of the tombstone, "because of a car accident."

He continued: "Right in front of me, in order to buy me candied haws on the other side of the road, a truck ran a red light..."

Xie Mingchao's voice stopped suddenly. Shen Qing's heart twitched when he heard it, and she gently pulled his sleeves, but her words of comfort were still stuck in her throat.

No matter what you say at this time, it is useless. Staying by his side is the best choice.
Chapter completed!