Chapter 33 Section 1

I closed my eyes, tiptoed, and said in his ear: "You know what? I like, like, like you very much!" The next morning, I woke up lying on Song Yi's bed. There is a small note on the bedside table—— I went to work, the porridge was heating up in the rice cooker, and there was a fried egg in the microwave, so you don’t have to rush to work, I’ll give you a day off and prepare your bags for tomorrow. I put my thumb in my mouth and bit it hard, it hurts!He picked up his phone and dialed Malatang again, "Malatang, am I dreaming?" Malatang said angrily, "Being your mother's spring dream!"

Fine, I'm not dreaming.I hung up the phone, looked around the room carefully from left to right, from bottom to top, and finally confirmed clearly where I was.I rolled into a ball and rolled around on the bed laughing. Yesterday, everything happened so suddenly that the joy was unreal.It was only today that everything was really confirmed, a huge sense of happiness, making people feel like they want to laugh with their toes. When I had enough of flopping on the bed, I ran to the kitchen barefoot, touching here and there, as if everything was so fresh and so precious.Thinking that all of this bears the imprint of Song Yi, I just grinned silly.

I filled a bowl of porridge and drank it happily. If someone asked me, what is the best food in this life?I will definitely tell him: white porridge in the rice cooker. After breakfast and shower, I tidy up the messy bed and the sofa where Song Yi slept on.My face was pressed against the pillow he used, and I felt his residual warmth. Half of my face couldn't help but burn up, and my heart was filled with happiness. After spending a whole morning at Song Yi's house, I looked around and saw that everything had returned to its original state. Although I was reluctant to let go, I was too embarrassed to hang on, so I had to take a taxi home.I got out of the taxi, and when I passed the overpass, I ran into a fruit vendor who often set up a stall on the overpass. He was looking at the stall, and at the same time weaving things with a few bamboo strips, his hands were red from the cold wind.

"I want two catties of apples." He hurriedly put down the things in his hands and hurried to weigh the apples for me. "Are you weaving flower baskets? What a skill!" The man's honest and honest face was full of embarrassment, "Auntie's birthday, I will imitate you people in the city and make a birthday present." There are countless happy bubbles in my heart, and I seem to be so happy that I want to fly. I wish that everyone in the world can be as happy as me.I smiled and said, "I want the rest of the fruit in your basket, and you can count the money."

The man was stunned, "Girl, can you finish eating?" I laughed, "I have many friends." He smiled all of a sudden, and helped me deliver the fruit to my door. I gave him two hundred yuan, and he kept saying "thank you". His happiness was so direct and simple, and I kept saying "you're welcome".Holding the money tightly, he happily ran downstairs with the half-woven flower basket. I washed a big apple and bit into it. It was indescribably sweet, sweet to my heart.While I was eating apples, I was humming and dancing back and forth in the house.I danced and laughed, there was so much happiness that I couldn't bear it, I could only let it gushing like a fountain.

In the evening, what Song Yi saw when he came over was that I had piled up enough apples to last me for three months in a room of only 30 square meters in total. I handed him a big apple, "You're welcome, take a few catties when you leave at night." Holding an apple, he asked, "Have you opened a fruit shop?" "I just bought it this afternoon." There was really no room for him in the room. There were clothes and boxes on the bed and the floor, so he simply sat on my desk and reminded me: "You have to get on the plane tomorrow morning." I laughed, "Today is the birthday of the merchant's wife, so I bought all his apples."

He took a bite of the apple, "I didn't hear the causal connection, are you friends with the merchant's wife?" "When his apples are sold out, he can go home early and spend his birthday with his wife. They will be as happy as me when they celebrate their birthday with my wife." He was silent and didn't speak. I zipped the suitcase, clapped my hands and stood up, "It's time to eat." "Have you packed your luggage?" "almost." He handed me a stack of materials, "Here are some things and people that you need to pay special attention to. Put them in your carry-on luggage, and you can check them on the plane. When you get on the plane, adjust the time to New York time. According to that Time to rest so you don’t have to work too hard when you’re jet-lagged.”

I took it over and flipped through it casually, listing each item clearly, and using a highlighter to highlight the details that I need to pay special attention to.I silently put the materials into the handbag.