Chapter 70 Heart Whispers
Chen Yuan wanted to make a call because Didi had already arrived and he didn't want to delay the other party for too long.
However, he felt that Xia Xinyu might be in a hurry and asked why he came.
After all, in her eyes, she was not a contestant who could pass the preliminary examination even if she submitted the paper in advance.
Sending text messages feels even more abrupt.
Therefore, he chose to pronounce his voice at the right speed in the middle, which was neither abrupt nor contemptuous.
Then soon, the news came over there.
Xia Xinyu: Where are you? I'll have someone pick you up.
Chen Yuan: No, I’ve already called Didi.
As soon as she finished typing, an address was quickly sent to her. According to Xia Xinyu's character, she probably didn't want to waste her master's time, rather than wanting someone to pick her up.
"Master, go to Nanxi Village, do you know?"
"OK."
The master made an OK gesture and then fastened his seat belt.
Xia Xinyu: Have you got in the car?
Chen Yuan: Well, take a seat. You should be there soon.
Xia Xinyu: Can I make a phone call?
Chen Yuan: Yes, but you don’t need to if you are busy.
As soon as this sentence was sent, Xia Xinyu, who received the reply "yes", dialed the WeChat call in seconds.
Chen Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know why, but he was a little panicked.
But he was obviously over-concerned. Xia Xinyu on the other side of the phone spoke in a very gentle tone: "Chen Yuan, you've worked hard all the way from Xia Hai. I'm really touched that you can come."
That's it, what am I worried about.
These are the words of the Sacred Heart. How could she blame me?
"That's what I'm supposed to do, you're welcome."
"If anything, I'll cause trouble for you."
Wait, something is wrong. Although there is no trace of yin and yang in the tone, this is not the Speech of the Sacred Heart!
"Okay, enough with the social rhetoric."
"..."
No, is there a woman who is angry and can speak social rhetoric so rationally?
And the first ritual is the last soldier.
Sure enough, after being polite to Chen Yuan, Xia Xinyu asked in a calm tone: "Chen Yuan, why did you leave the examination room early?"
Chen Yuan didn't know what to say. His mind twitched, and then he thought of lying: "No, I just came here after taking the exam..."
"You're still lying!"
However, she still stepped on the thunder. The lie made Xia Xinyu's mood suddenly rise. She said angrily: "The exam ends at five o'clock in the afternoon. If you want to come in Tanxiang and arrive today, you must sit at four fifty-eight." It’s only possible to take that high-speed train and then turn the train, and then take the train again..."
"You actually want me to come, right?"
Xia Xinyu became more and more excited and serious as she spoke, but Chen Yuan just asked suddenly and put an end to her emotions.
After ten seconds of silence, the other person spoke with a cry: "Of course!"
"Then I'm here, and you're still angry at me?" Chen Yuan asked with a helpless smile.
"Didn't I tell you? Things that are important to you...are more important to me..." Xia Xinyu spoke intermittently as if wiping away tears, "I don't want you to let it go because of this kind of thing... …”
"Believe it first." Chen Yuan interrupted again.
"believe……"
"Well, I did very well in the exam. I finished every question, and I can do more than 80% of the questions." Facing Xia Xinyu's uneasiness, Chen Yuan promised confidently, "I'll wait until you come back." After that, we can study our opponents in the main draw.”
"Really, really?"
"We've known each other for so many days, when have I ever tricked you?"
"..." Chen Yuan's words caused a silence on the other side, and after the silence, there was firmness, "I believe you. Just now... I was anxious, I thought you gave up."
"Wipe your tears and greet the guests well. I'll be right over."
"……Um."
Xia Xinyu probably also knew that she should cheer up, so she gradually stopped crying, and finally turned into a concerned sentence: "It's dark on the road, be careful."
After settling Xinbao's side, Chen Yuan hung up the phone.
Now that we've made it clear, there won't be any more 'conflicts' like this when we meet later.
When he couldn't hear the other person's voice, Chen Yuan was really at a loss and easily panicked.
So to solve the problem at this time, he can only use sincerity.
You actually want me to come, right?
No one else can guarantee that at least they can get Xia Xinyu's sincerity with a sincere heart.
After taking a deep breath, Chen Yuan leaned on the seat and rested for a while.
When the car drove to only three minutes away from the location, he opened his bag, took out a black half-sleeved shirt, and then took off his white short-sleeved shirt.
The driver who saw a naked man in the rearview mirror was so frightened that he quickly looked away.
[Don’t you want to pay the fare? 】
【I am no longer that kind of person...】
I'm not that kind of person either!
Wait, I'm not that kind of person now...
The driver gets out of the car!
get off! Let me down quickly!
Otherwise I'll jump out of the car!
"Is it the one who set up the funeral shed in front?" the driver asked nervously.
"Well, just put me here."
Putting his bag on his back, Chen Yuan got out of the car three houses away.
Looking at the two-story old building with a funeral shed in front of him, he felt a little nervous and did not walk directly over.
Instead, he looked at his phone first. Xia Xinyu didn't send a message to herself, so she must have been too busy.
23:54.
This time is too late.
Moreover, there are only six minutes left before his superpowers are about to be refreshed.
Although the retention will be weakened, I don’t know to what extent it will be weakened, how to trigger it, and what the price will be...
I used to think that Chaozi was a bit of a swordsman and was causing mental pollution to me, but now that I have lost him, I feel uneasy. Especially now that I am here and facing Xia Xinyu’s family that I will meet soon, can I really cope with it? ?
Just when I was thinking this, a person suddenly came over, and it seemed that he was coming towards me.
"Is it Chen Yuan Guoguo?" A boy who looked like a junior high school student walked up to him and asked enthusiastically in a somewhat uncertain Jingnan way.
"Well...I am." Chen Yuan nodded.
"I am Sister Xinyu's younger brother, please follow me here"
The boy happily took Chen Yuan there.
[This is the very good classmate from Xia Hai that Sister Xinyu said, Queshi Cricket]
[My dad also specially asked me to call people Guo Guo with enthusiasm]
【Really? Could I not have that vision? 】
Your eyesight is not bad, but your thoughts are a bit secretive.
Soon, he walked to the house where the funeral shed was set up.
Because tomorrow is the dinner party, there are not many people sitting there, they are all close relatives and friends.
Seeing Chen Yuanlai, a stout man hurriedly came over to greet him, with a smile on his face: "Here, Xiao Chen, I'm talking to you inside."
[Although Xinyu repeatedly explained that they were classmates and friends, the male classmate who specially came from Xiahai still rushed over after the exam... Haha, I understand everything]
Indeed, everyone who understands understands, and there is no need to talk about those who don’t understand.
Chen Yuan, who was being led by his uncle, also saw Xia Xinyu's other relatives, who also smiled at him to show their goodwill.
Logically speaking, the person receiving him should be Xia Xinyu's father's relatives.
But her parents died, and two funerals were held together.
The aunt is a woman, so the responsibility falls on the uncle.
This is a very important relative, on the same level as an aunt.
Her aunt still looked so stern, but when her eyes met hers, she smiled and nodded slightly.
This kind of moment where he is usually strict but reveals his true feelings is the most touching.
At this moment, no matter what.
For them, they are guests who have come all the way from Haidong and deserve all respect.
Following his uncle, Chen Yuan saw Xia Xinyu kneeling on the mat, wearing white mourning clothes.
At this time, his uncle also let go of his arm.
Keeping calm, Chen Yuan walked to the mourning hall, lit three bunches of incense, bowed 90 degrees to the photos of the two of them, and worshiped three times.
At the same time, Xia Xinyu also bowed to herself three times.
Then, he put the incense into the ashes. After turning around, these relatives gathered around him very knowledgeable according to their close relationship with Xia Xinyu.
First, the uncle who brought him in just now shook his hand tightly and said sincerely: "Thank you, Xiao Chen, for your hard work! Stay at home for a few more days and don't leave early."
[If Xinyu goes to Xiahai and stays there to continue studying, besides her aunt, this is the person she relies on the most...]
"You're welcome. It's not hard to ride in the car."
"Xiao Chen." The aunt walked up to Chen Yuan. This woman who has always been a legend took the initiative to show her kindness, "You should have a good rest tonight."
[The voice sounds like the boy from last time, right? Although Ting Xinyu never talked about this, the relationship between the two people was definitely unusual. Moreover, he looks like the boy wearing the uniform of No. 11 Middle School last time...]
"Okay...hmm."
Damn, that’s scary.
I want to escape from the Eleventh Sect overnight!
Just after responding to his aunt, Chen Yuan saw an old man getting up from his seat, so he quickly stepped forward and leaned down to help him.
But the old man insisted on getting up, holding Chen Yuan's hand with his hands as rough as tree bark, and said with gleaming eyes: "Thank you... Thank you..."
[He is a city boy, Xinyu is a country boy, his parents are dead, eh...]
"You're welcome, your words are very nice."
No one else knew why Chen Yuan added the last sentence. Only he knew what he was responding to.
Then, other relatives came forward to shake hands with him and exchange greetings, including his honest and dull uncle.
If I were her junior high school classmate, perhaps her relatives would not be so understanding. But coming all the way from Xia Hai, he already has some different meanings in their hearts.
But out of respect for Xin Yu, they would not make any fun of her.
After this process was completed, Xia Xinyu, who was kneeling on the mat, stood up, walked to Chen Yuan, grabbed his arm with her hand, and led him outside the main room: "You haven't eaten yet, I'll go get it for you." .”
In this way, under everyone's gaze, Xia Xinyu took him away naturally.
Her kitchen is juxtaposed with the building. It has only one floor, but it is a separate room made of cement.
Xia Xinyu walked in front, and Chen Yuan followed behind.
There was no dialogue between the two.
Everyone is a little confused.
When he entered the door, Chen Yuan suddenly felt something stuck to his hair, so he stopped and touched his hair.
Xia Xinyu couldn't help but smile when she saw Chen Yuan, and then quickly stopped her smile, asked him to lower his head, and stretched her hand to his head: "No one of this height has ever entered my kitchen. You touched the spider web."
"mine."
Seeing that the other party was struggling, Chen Yuan lowered his head a little.
Xia Xinyu just like this, carefully removed the cobwebs and brushed off the dust.
"Thanks."
Facing Chen Yuan's thanks, Xia Xinyu nodded slightly, then looked up at the boy who was full of fatigue, sleepiness, and hunger. She didn't say anything, but her eyes converged.
I don’t know why, but I smile slightly.
[Chen Yuan, thank you]
It may be less than a minute or tens of seconds until the super power is refreshed.
And at this last moment, he heard Xia Xinyu's heartfelt voice.
After coming here, many people, I should say everyone, expressed their gratitude to themselves, and repeated them again and again, worrying that the emotions were not sincere enough.
They are also using gratitude to cover up some of their expectations and desires.
But that's how it should be.
This is how people should be. When expressing your feelings, you should be direct, frank, and precise, so that the other party can notice your mood, and the feeling will be several times stronger than what you think in your heart.
"Why are you staring at me?"
Seeing that Chen Yuan's eyes were always on her, Xia Xinyu, whose eyebrows were gentler than the spring breeze, asked with a smile.
Yes, everyone uses words to express emotions.
Only this silly girl is different.
she,
Words from the heart.