MTL - Peach and Plum Do Not Speak (The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms)-Chapter 107
The morning alarm rang, An Zhi struggled to get up, yawned, patted Yang Mengmeng's quilt with half-squinted eyes, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
After a while, Yang Mengmeng stuck his head out of the quilt and wailed.
The two packed up, rubbed their sleepy eyes, and went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast.
The cafeteria at 7:30 in the morning on Saturday should not be so lively, but as the final exam is approaching, candidates from various colleges are entering the exam preparation period.
Inside the glass window, all kinds of steamed buns, fried dough sticks, egg cakes, and all kinds of breakfast cakes were lined up neatly in the hands of the students.
Noodle stalls, rice rolls stalls, porridge stalls, etc. were all lined up. The canteen is filled with the smell of warm food and the sound of people.
Yang Mengmeng yawned and carried his breakfast: "It's so fast, we have become old fritters in junior year."
"It will be senior year soon." An Zhi said.
"Yeah, it's too soon. Are you staying at school during the summer vacation?"
"Yeah." An Zhi lowered his eyes.
Yang Mengmeng glanced at her and sighed inwardly. An Zhi has been very busy recently. She failed the TOEFL test for the first time. At this stage, she has to prepare for the TOEFL test and the end of the term. She wakes up early and sleeps late every day.
Yang Mengmeng didn't dare to persuade her, for fear that if she persuaded Anzhi, she would fall down, "Then I'll go back to school in a few days when I go home. Anyway, I have to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and I'll come back to accompany you."
An Zhi smiled at her: "Thank you."
Yang Mengmeng laughed: "I want you to urge me, otherwise I won't be able to persist."
"Where's Chen Wei?"
"Well, he is also going to take the postgraduate entrance examination. Let's study together." Yang Mengmeng's whole body is full of happiness that comes only when he is immersed in a stable relationship.
"It's so good..." An Zhi envied them, and it went smoothly from the beginning, moving in sync without any obstacles.
An Zhi looked up at the sky, the branches blocked the sunlight, and the breeze gently caressed her cheeks and hair, just like the man once caressed her.
Miss her so much.
Throughout the hot summer vacation, the sound of cicadas pierced my ears, and the school road was roaring with heat.
An Zhi's second TOEFL exam was over, and then she started preparing for the GRE. In fact, she hadn't decided whether to go abroad or not, but she just needed these exams to fill her time.
There is no doubt that An Zhi is very good at exams. She is good at planning and generalization. After listening to a few classes online, I started serious preparation for the exam.
During the summer vacation, Yang Mengmeng and Chen Wei would also study with her. After they got tired of studying, they would occasionally go out to ride a bicycle, play ball, and eat delicious food.
This summer vacation has passed quickly, and by the time An Zhi passed the Gre test, it was already September. A shower after noon washed away the heat of autumn and tigers, and the flowers and trees in the school seemed to be saved. After the rain, the fragrance of flowers Hang the dew, walk through, and the fragrance enters the lungs.
Yan Xi's birthday is here.
An Zhiben took a fancy to a VanCleff&Arpels necklace, but unfortunately he couldn't afford it, so he had to give up.
I ordered a bottle of MaisonMartinMargiela's Replica perfume series. She chose the one from FlowerMarket, jasmine, tuberose and freesia. It has a very calm and elegant fragrance, which I intuitively think Xi will like.
She took advantage of Yanxi to go to work and returned home to make arrangements. Bought a bunch of white roses wrapped in kraft paper. Then she made a very difficult cake by herself. Chocolate chiffon cake with a crispy base of chestnuts and milk chocolate. The most difficult part is to make a rose shape with chocolate cream on top of the cake, and then use red sandblasting to dye the color.
The final result is a big red rose cake.
It took An Zhi a long time to finally succeed. He didn't even bother to eat lunch, so he breathed a sigh of relief after putting it in the refrigerator. His neck was numb, and his forehead was soaked through.
Then she took out her mobile phone and hesitated for a long time between calling and texting before choosing to send a message: "Auntie, I'm going home tonight, I have something to tell you."
When she clicked to send, she paused again.
She had a feeling that if Yan Xi received this text message, maybe she would reply to the message that she was going to work overtime today or be late.
An Zhi sat down for a while and wiped his eyes. She sighed and glanced at herself. Just now, she was dirty all over. She went upstairs to take a shower and changed into a dark blue vest, with the bow tied loosely behind her back and the waist of the vest. The position of her was hollowed out, revealing her perfectly slender waist, and she was wearing a light blue denim skirt. Blow-dry and comb your hair.
She just drank a few sips of water and didn't feel hungry at all.
As night fell, the lights of the whole city, along with the stars in the sky, lit up. An Zhi waited silently at home, she turned on the lights in the house.
After thinking about it, I put on my apron and went to the kitchen. After an hour, the rice was cooked. Made sweet and sour fish, stewed chicken with potatoes and choy sum with garlic.
An Zhi still hasn't stopped.
There was her meal on the large table in the dining room, and she brought out the cake. She put the bouquet of white roses in a wide-mouth vase with valentines grass and gypsophila. Then put it in a pink gift box with perfume.
An Zhi has never been prepared to confess to anyone, but since she has experienced countless confessions, no one can impress her, and it seems that there is no gift worthy of her.
An Zhi's heart was uneasy, almost anxious. She was worried that her preparation was too shabby, her affection was too immature, and she was worried that her heart didn't belong.
She was looking forward to it again, looking forward to the sound of Yan Xi's car, just waiting for her to enter the door, looking forward to confessing to her.
Yan Xi didn't remember her birthday today, parked the car, walked to the door, and saw the lights in the house.
For a split second, her heart thumped and jumped a few times.
She stood at the door, and at that moment, there was no thought at all, only the slight night wind in her ears.
Then she called out her phone, her fingertips trembled, slipped the name, and tapped the green key.
After two beeps, the phone was connected, and a familiar soft voice came over: "Auntie?"
Yan Xi pursed her lips and smiled, "Tao Tao, do you want to review tonight?"
"No, I'm... I've already passed the Gre, and the other GreSub won't be available until November."
Yan Xi stared at the door: "Well, how good is that, is Mengmeng there?"
"misty?"
"Well," Yan Xi made an excuse: "Yes, she asked something last time, so let me have a few words with her."
The voice over there was silent: "I'm not at school... I'm at home, auntie, when are you coming back?"
Yan Qi squeezed the phone tightly, the smile on the corners of his lips hurt a little, "I..."
"Auntie!" An Zhi's voice was a little eager, but more of a cautious plea, "Can you come back early? Today is your birthday, I, I have something to tell you."
Yan Xi's shoulders curled up, her eyes were uncontrollably sour, she closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, "I have to work overtime today..."
An Zhi's voice stopped abruptly.
The phone went quiet.
Yan Xi felt a throbbing pain in her heart, and she blinked away the wetness from her eyes, "Besides, isn't my aunt already past her birthday..."
After half a ring, a thin voice came from the phone: "Well."
Yan Qi's slender palm covered the handset of the phone, took a deep breath, and continued: "Okay, go to bed early, if it's too late tonight, I'll rest at the TV station, no..."
There was a sudden choking sound over the phone.
Yan Xi's heart trembled, and he subconsciously said, "No... I'm back."
She exhaled slowly, painfully, turned off the phone, turned and walked away, and once she turned, she moved quickly, her long legs kept walking all the way to her car, opened the door, stepped in, and started the car , without giving herself any chance to hesitate, she stepped on the accelerator with a slender foot, the headlights blazed brightly, and she left.
Inside the house, An Zhi was stunned for a while, and was speechless for a while. She looked out the door with a perceptive look.
Slowly lowered his head.
After a while, the lights of the house went out one by one, leaving only a small wall lamp.
The neon lights flickered, and high-rise buildings made of steel and concrete passed the bus window. An Zhi rested her head, her clear pupils reflected the light refracted from outside, and her little face was smudged with a soft and fragile look.
There are traces of wet tears under the eyes, and fresh tears keep rolling down one by one.
The moon was bright and pure, but no stars were seen.
Wearing a nightgown, Yan Xi stared at the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hotel for a long time, swallowed a painkiller, and barely went to bed.
Less than a few hours after tossing and falling asleep, she woke up suddenly, turned over the quilt and sat down, brushed her long hair, and checked the time.
quarter past six.
She lay back again and closed her eyes until seven o'clock.
Then got up, packed up, and checked out.
She drove the car fast and went home.
She slowly opened the door and turned off the wall lamp.
The silence of a room. The thin morning sun flashed in with her footsteps, quietly.
The slippers that were secured by the entrance were quietly placed there.
Yan Xi was stunned in place, before moving a step after a while.
She looked around in bewilderment and walked to the kitchen.
The white rose bloomed alone all night, and no one appreciated her beauty, and a few petals had fallen. The covered food has become cold, and the red rose cake has lost its moisture, like a girl's heart that has been neglected and neglected.
Yan Qi's white fingertips stroked it tremblingly, and a crystal clear teardrop fell from the sour eye socket, which ran all the way down her cheek and penetrated into the dry red rose petals.
