Valentine's Day on February 14th is actually quite tasteless for college students.

First of all, this time is perfectly covered by the winter vacation.

Secondly, when dating in college, you don’t look at your ancestry but only your affinity, so many couples are not from the same place.

During the Chinese New Year, the young lovers went back to their respective homes. As a result, school hadn't started yet on Valentine's Day, so they could only hold the phone and talk about their lovesickness.

Of course, this holiday is not an accident, and is usually postponed to one or two days before the start of school.

For example, if school starts on February 25th, these long-distance couples will make an appointment to buy return tickets on February 23rd or 24th.

They arrived early and did not go back to school. Instead, they checked into a nearby hotel or guesthouse, and did not forget to send a message to their parents to report.

I've already arrived at the dormitory."

Then, without being disturbed, a holiday fire was made with dry wood, and it started to light up in no time.

But Chen Zhu's situation is a little different. First, the quantity is a bit strange.

In addition, both Song Shiwei and Yu Xian's homes are in Guangzhou.

After hearing Wan Xulin's unintentional reminder, Chen Zhu counted the days and today was already the 13th.

There’s a holiday tomorrow!

Chen Zhu thought for a moment and decided to ask Song Shiwei about his itinerary first.

It’s not that Sister Sweet is more important than Sister Cos, but Yu Xian is 100% in Guangzhou, but it’s unclear when Song Shiwei will return from Zhuhai.

Only by knowing one's enemy and knowing one's self can one be victorious in any battle. This applies to the relationship between men and women as well, so the whereabouts of Song Shiwei must be determined first.

"Have you gotten up yet?"

Chen Zhu did not ask rashly, but sent Song Shiwei a daily message as usual.

Song Shiwei quickly replied: Having breakfast.

Chen Zhu: Show me what to eat.

Not long after, Song Shiwei sent a photo of the food on the dining table.

Chen Zhu took a look at it. He was so Western-style.

The puff pastry was smeared with applesauce, plus a small plate of bacon and broccoli. Freshly squeezed orange juice slowly flowed along the side of the glass, and a metallic-shiny knife and fork was placed at hand.

In fact, looking through the chat records of Chen Zhu and Song Shiwei, they are no different from normal couples. They also share and talk about small things in daily life.

At first, the school beauty Song was not used to posting photos, but under Chen Zhu's subtle influence, she gradually accepted this behavior, and now she feels that it saves a lot of typing effort.

If I have to find fault, Song Shiwei's replies are always concise.

It’s often a sentence pattern like “Well, yes, okay————”.

People who don't know her well think this is a sign of indifference.

But after careful screening, she will reply to almost all the messages, even those that may or may not be replied to.

It seemed that Chen Zhu was always informed that she had seen the message.

"Is it tasty?"

Chen Zhu typed and asked.

"Barely enough."

Song Shiwei said, even someone like her who is relatively indifferent to everything seems to have some opinions.

Chen said with a "hehe" smile, these are not Sister Sweet's recipes.

The two of them have eaten breakfast so many times at school. Song Shiwei likes to order a Cantonese wheat bun and a cup of hot soy milk in the morning.

If you're in a good mood, you might even add a fried dough stick, a typical Chinese breakfast style.

Song Shiwei doesn't like the foreign way of eating "bread with jam" at all. It should be the taste of her relatives who have studied and worked abroad.

These days, because the two of them often share photos, Song Shiwei sometimes accidentally scans his family members, and Chen Zhu also gets to know a lot of "relatives."

There are grandmothers, uncles and aunts, and cousins ​​and their families.

Cousin Xiang Xiaohui and brother-in-law Liu Hongjian, who came to Guangzhou on the winter solstice last year, were also among them.

In this photo this morning, another person came in accidentally.

He is about thirty years old, quite handsome, wearing a decent white shirt and brown vest, and is talking with his hands raised.

Like a music conductor, he hopes to attract everyone's attention by expressing beautiful melody.

"What are you talking about, cousin?"

Chen Zhu asked.

This is Song Shiwei's cousin Lu Bingtang. He graduated from Princeton, an Ivy League school in the United States, and now works at Citibank in Hong Kong. It is said that he is already at the supervisory level.

According to the income situation in Hong Kong, the annual salary of a Citibank executive is about HK$1 million, making him a very successful person.

"Just now he was analyzing the development trends of various domestic industries after the year."

Song Shi replied slightly.

"Just now? What now?"

Chen Zhu felt as if half of what he said was unfinished.

After a while, Song Shiwei added that half: "Now let's talk about his love history. He said that there is a girl who flew to see him on Valentine's Day tomorrow."

"Holy shit!"

Chen Zhu thought to himself that this female licker actually ruined his temptation.

At this point, Chen Zhu could only change his words immediately: "I actually want to ask, tomorrow is February 14th, do you want to go back to Guangzhou to celebrate the festival together?"

"Go back to Guangzhou - spend Valentine's Day together?"

After Song Shiwei read the message, a special feeling suddenly surged in his heart, mixing novelty, anxiety, expectation and a touch of happiness.

She has never been in love before, and any experience between lovers is her first time.

Just like Valentine's Day on February 14th, this day used to mean nothing to her.

But because of the appearance of Chen Zhu, this day or this day every year suddenly becomes special.

Maybe life is like growing roses in a rice vat.

The rice jar is the daily fuel, rice, oil and salt, and the roses grown are surprises and expectations.

Song Shiwei glanced at his mother next door and planned to ask about the time when he would go home, but his cousin Lu Bingtang was still boasting loudly.

"" - The woman's family conditions are not bad. Her family runs a company in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and she is currently studying for a graduate degree in Manchester, England.

Lu Bingtang is obviously complacent. After all, there are girls who are willing to fly thousands of miles for him, which is enough to prove his charm.

But on the surface, he seemed helpless.

"I told you not to come. We are just friends now, but she feels she must see me on Valentine's Day."

Lu Bingtang touched his nose and sighed: "Hey, little girls nowadays are a little crazy about love."

"Wow~"

My cousins ​​and cousins ​​of the same generation all exclaimed in honor.

Xiang Xiaohui even gossiped and asked: "Whether you're crazy or not is secondary, we only care about whether you're beautiful or not."

"Well——.

Lu Bingtang turned the watch on his hand and said in a reserved tone: "It's not bad, anyway, everyone in high school and university considers her to be the school beauty candidate."

"School beauty?"

Xiang Xiaohui blinked: "Ah Tang, how do your female fans compare with Weiwei? We, Weiwei, have also been called school beauties since we were young."

"Hey hey hey!"

Lu Bingtang immediately became unhappy: "You just took out the little girl, so who is going to compete with you? Can the beauty of your high school and university be prettier than the little girl?"

The topic accidentally turned to Song Shiwei, and everyone glanced at her in unison.

Although Sister Sweet looks cold and unapproachable in school, she is actually the youngest child on her mother's side.

But this little girl has the best overall conditions, not to mention her family background, and her appearance is something that can be praised wherever she goes.

My uncle (uncle) Song Zuomin is tall and handsome.

My aunt (aunt) Lu Man is known as the "most beautiful professor" since the founding of Huanong University, let alone when she was young.

As for the younger sister, she has inherited almost all the advantages from her parents.

He is about 170 or more tall, with perfect facial features without any flaws, smooth and delicate skin, as clear as cold jade, and long satin-like hair flowing like a waterfall on his shoulders, cool and natural, elegant and tranquil.

Even though she seemed a little distant, even under the gaze of everyone, she just looked at her phone calmly, as if the noisy environment had nothing to do with her.

Seeing this kind of reaction, the brothers and sisters seemed to be asking for trouble.

My little sister has this kind of character, so I'd better avoid provoking her if nothing happens. I don't know how she will get along with her boyfriend in the future.
To be continued...