Chapter 14 61-65

Meng Fan pursed her lips, walked over as if she was aggrieved, and sat beside me.I put my arm around her shoulders and looked at her.She looked at me too, and gradually smiled.The two kissed for a long time.I quickly found her tongue.Meng Fan was never willing to taste my tongue before, and she didn't agree to it even after I asked for it several times.She actually gave me such a high reward today. But kissing like this, Meng Fan's posture is uncomfortable.I want her to take off her shoes and come to bed too.She is determined not to follow.In the end, I said that I would never touch her. If I dared to touch her, she could beat me to death with an iron palm.

Then Meng Fan blushed and took off her shoes, climbed onto my bed, and leaned on the bed with me.We kissed again.After the kiss, she panted lightly and put her face on my shoulder: "Xiao, it's all my fault, I'm the one who hurt you." There was warmth in my heart. This was the first time she called me "Xiao".In the past, she either called me by my first name, or called me "big bear", sometimes she omitted everything and called me "Hi".Today she calls me "Xiao", which means that my position in her heart is even more important. I said, "You're not bad, it's all about that bastard Qin Mengxiang."

Meng Fan was silent for a while, and said, "This is all because of me...if I...if I were uglier, would you still love me?" I hugged her a little tighter and said, "Fan, I want you to know that no matter you are handsome or ugly, you will always be the person I love the most." Meng Fan sighed: "Sometimes I really wish I was ugly..." "Even if you become an old woman in the future, I will still love you the most." "But I don't want to be an old woman." I knew I had said something wrong, so I hurriedly said, "How can my baby grow old? She will always be beautiful and young forever."

Meng Fan closed her eyes and smiled: "Really? Xiao? No matter what kind of person I am, will you always love me?" I looked at her slightly trembling long eyelashes, my heart throbbed, and I said softly: "Of course. No matter you are a seven fairy or a hag, no matter you are a princess or a yarn girl, I will always love you." Meng Fan was not bothered by the word "hagsha", maybe she never thought that she would be associated with this word, so she still closed her eyes and asked with a smile: "Really?" "real." "Will you always protect me?"

"I will protect you even if I try my best not to." "Will you forget me?" "We will always be together, how can I forget you?" "We part ways sometimes." "We will not be separated." "Being apart for a day is also being apart. Being apart for an hour is also being apart. Being apart for a minute is also being apart. Being apart for a second is also being apart." "That counts?" "Of course. Tell me, will you forget me when we part?" "Won't." "Do you not forget every minute?" "Not forgetting every minute."

"Do you not forget every second?" "Not forgetting every second." "What about every tenth of a second?" "No." "What about every hundredth of a second?" "No." "What about every thousandth of a second?" "No." Meng Fan let out a sleepy "hmm", the smile on his face became even sweeter, as if he was finally satisfied. Meng Fan had lunch with me and left.She said that a friend had promised to come to her this afternoon, and she had to deal with it.When she left, she patted my face and said, be good, and have dinner with me when I come back.

I sat in the dormitory, bored, thinking wildly.If Meng Fan wanders around outside like this, will he run into Qin Mengxiang?If they meet, will Qin Mengxiang be against her?As soon as this idea appeared, it disturbed my mind.Fortunately, it is daytime now, and Qin Mengxiang dare not do anything to Meng Fan in broad daylight. It was after 5 pm, which is the time when we usually open meals in the cafeteria, but Meng Fan still didn't come back.I started to feel flustered.Who is that friend she came with?Doesn't it mean that you just need to deal with it?Could it be that Qin Mengxiang really bumped into her?Then I comforted myself and said, it won't be such a coincidence, nothing will happen.

I waited until after 6 o'clock, but Meng Fan still didn't come back.The fear in my heart expanded little by little, and the ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.Just as I was restless and about to get up and go to the girls' dormitory, Meng Fan finally came back.I breathed a sigh of relief, it was just a false alarm. Meng Fan frowned and said, "What's the matter with you, your head is full of sweat?" I said, "I'm worried that you will run into Qin Mengxiang." Meng Fan sneered: "Qin Mengxiang? That brat, how dare he do anything to me!"

"Why did you go with that friend for so long?" "It's an old friend. It's been a long time. It's not easy for him to come here once, so we chatted for a while." "Male and female?" Meng Fan squinted at me, smiled and said, "Are you jealous?" "Male and female?" I asked again. "Male." Meng Fan said with a smile. A wave of jealousy burst out of my heart.My face unknowingly pulled down, snorted, and stopped talking. Meng Fan pinched my nose: "I'm lying to you! Cheapskate! It's my high school classmate, a girl. Ping Baolinbao and the others also know each other. She goes to Liancheng University, and we haven't seen each other for a long time! "

My heart widened, and I smiled lewdly: "It must be a beautiful woman again." Meng Fan raised his brows and said, "Your nature is hard to change, isn't it? You don't want to live anymore?" As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves. I hurriedly apologized.Meng Fan didn't bother anymore, and ordered me to get up and eat.She brought me fried rice with eggs, and when I opened the lunch box, a burst of aroma wafted out.I couldn't help but took a deep breath. Meng Fan smiled and said: "Greedy ghost!" I said: "Hey!" So the young couple ate together.Already hungry and happy to eat, I quickly put my afternoon worries to rest.

I took sick leave, stayed in the dormitory for a week, and gradually recovered.Meng Fan came to see me every day and studied in our dormitory at night.All the perverts had no choice but to flee collectively.Yang Xueping, Gu Lin and others also visited me twice.The three first-class beauties patronized intensively, making Serenju and the surrounding boys envious.Of course, they can also see that I am loyal to Meng Fan and have no different ambitions, so they made up a new couplet called: "Wang Sao wants to marry Feifei, but Geng Xiao never tires of it." After my body basically recovered, I started to attend classes normally, and in the evening, I went to the Chemistry Department for self-study with Meng Fan.At the end of the term, I studied very hard, and my test scores were not bad, ranking around 10th in the class.Of course, this result is not very good, but I am quite satisfied, and it is much better than the midterm exam. What surprised me the most was that although I was ready to fight, Qin Mengxiang died down and nothing happened.A semester passed safely in this way.I could not understand.The only explanation is that Qin Mengxiang was really frightened by our threats.But he is such a young man who is used to domineering, and he has suffered such a big loss, will he just let it go? Then one day when I was walking back from self-study with Meng Fan, I met Qin Mengxiang.When he saw us, there was a look of hatred in his eyes, but he didn't mean to come up to provoke.I thought to myself, the silver-like wax gun head is vulnerable.Chairman Mao is right, all reactionaries are paper tigers!After that, I gradually stopped worrying about Qin Mengxiang's threat. During this time, the relationship between Meng Fan and I became stronger.One day she jokingly said that our friendship is a battle, forged with blood.I said, yes, it is as unbreakable as the friendship between the Chinese and North Korean people.Then I held her hand tightly.She also took my hand, just like when we first met, she made a very bold and powerful look, exaggeratedly held my hand and shook it twice, her face was tilted to one side , also nodded heavily a few times, with a treacherous and mischievous look in his eyes. The two had the same heart and laughed.I said, "Fanbao, tell me the truth, did you have feelings for me the day we first met?" Meng Fan spat: "Bah! What do you think you are, worthy of my girl's attention?" I said, "Then when did you start falling in love with me?" Meng Fan said, "When have I ever liked you?" "Come on! Do you dare to swear to God that you don't like me?" "Hmph! Tell me first. When did you start to like me?" "I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. It was love at first sight." "real?" "real." "I thought you weren't interested in me." "Why do you think so?" "I saw you walking into our circle in a dignified manner. You only glanced at my face, and you didn't pay attention to me at all. Then you turned around and left. I was very angry at that time. Other boys You all listen to me honestly, only you don't take me seriously." "That's why you stopped me and shook my hand?" "Well! I just want to see what kind of person you are, and you dare to dismiss me." "Hey," I laughed, "So you fell in love with me like this." "I hate it! I didn't fall in love with you at that time." Meng Fan tilted his head and thought for a while, "However, I really like the look in your eyes at that time, with a domineering look, as if you don't care about anything, everyone is watching not on." Oh my God!It turned out that she fell in love with me like this.My cold sweat came out.I remember that day I didn't know what to do in my heart, and after taking a look at Meng Fan, I ran away in despair.Unexpectedly, the posture of turning around quickly turned out to be domineering and domineering in Meng Fan's eyes, so handsome.Women's intuition is really unreasonable! The winter vacation is here, and I returned to my hometown Shangwu Town together with Yu Xiang and Yangshi.The wounds on my head and body healed in time before I went home, without my parents seeing the flaws. At that time, my family didn't have a telephone, but Meng Fan's did.But Meng Fan said that her parents still don't allow her to fall in love, so they don't let me call her home.I'm not happy about that.Meng Fan said that she would find a chance to tell her parents, and then take me to meet them.She asked me to be patient for a while longer. Meng Fan and I exchanged several letters.Meng Fan's letter was sent to the school where my parents worked, and my father was asked to forward it.Meng Fan's handwriting is graceful and beautiful, which matches her personality very well.When she came with the first letter, my father took the letter with a smile and came back and asked me, "Who wrote this letter?" "A classmate." "Student? Female classmate?" "yes." "A female student in your class?" "Yeah." I said casually. My mother became interested: "Which female student in your class? Show me." So she took out the group photo of the whole class that I sent home. I was a little annoyed: "Why do you want to ask so clearly?" Mom became even more interested: "Is there anything else you can't say to Mom and Dad? Huh? Tell Mom, which girl is it, and Mom can help you refer to it!" "What is the reference? Don't see the wind as the rain." "Okay, okay, if you don't refer to it, don't refer to it." The mother was forced to settle for the next best thing, "Just show the person to my mother." Then she put on her glasses. I said strangely: "Didn't you guys not let me fall in love in college? You said you were afraid it would affect your studies. Why are you so interested now?" Mom was so excited that her eyes lit up: "Is it really a girlfriend? Quickly point it out to me!" Then ordered Dad: "Go and get the magnifying glass!" My head is dizzy.Then shook his head and said, "Not a girlfriend." "Whether it is or not, show me!" I don't want to tell the truth to my mother, but I also don't want to identify the girls in our class as the person who wrote the letter.So I shook my head and said, "She's not in the photo. She wasn't there the day the photo was taken." In fact, I have a photo of Meng Fan on me, very cute.But I don't want to show it to my mother, I'm afraid she will faint with excitement. Mom snatched the letter and read it: "The writing is quite beautiful. Well, there is no address, 'inside details'! Haha, this girl! Very interesting! Hehe... the postmark is from Xingzhou. Xingzhou, the provincial capital Where's the girl?" I quickly snatched the letter back.Just like most women, my mother has always been very curious about such things. She always commented on the marriage and love of other people's children, and exchanged the latest information with the neighbors' aunts and wives at any time. to her own son.I know that I can't give her too much information, otherwise she will splice out a relatively complete story frame based on the information, and keep asking me to verify and supplement.Women are the best novelists.But since I've already started, she won't let me go if I don't tell her.She will tenaciously and patiently dig step by step, never ending. In fact, the reason why I don't want to tell my parents about Meng Fan and I is obviously not because Meng Fan can't do anything.She's just so good at it, so explosive, it's almost too strong for me to pull it out for fear of getting a "flowers on cowshit" comment (which is almost certain).The main reason I didn't tell my parents was because of the nightmarish image I had of my parents' do-it-yourself high-handed stance in middle school.I need my privacy, I don't want anything about me under their control, especially my mother is such a controlling woman.Once the truth is told to her, she will definitely intervene and try to exert influence in it.The completely unfree confinement life in middle school made me extremely disgusted, and it caused a great psychological rebound.I am determined to control my own destiny after I go to college, to decide major events by myself, and to control the rhythm of actions completely by myself.No one else can interfere, not even my parents. So I made up my mind that, in order to reduce wordiness and trouble, I would never let my family know the truth until I finally decided to bring Meng Fan home.Thinking about it this way, I can understand Meng Fan's behavior of keeping her parents a secret. In order to prevent my mother from peeking at the letters Meng Fan gave me, I always carry those letters with me when I go out to play every day.Of course, the contents of those letters cannot be seen by the parents. It is hot, and Meng Fan's expression of feelings is indeed not very reserved. Meng Fan, Yang Xueping, Gu Lin, Zhu Qiong and others all sent me greeting postcards.It was popular to use postcards for New Year's greetings in those days, and the greeting cards in envelopes were very expensive, and most people didn't use them. Yang Xueping wrote: "Thank you for your continuous help! Happy Chinese New Year!" Gu Lin wrote: "If you want to be a comedian, the Spring Festival will definitely be different, and you must be happier than others!" Zhu Qiong wrote: "I am deeply impressed by your bravery and humor. I wish you a happy Chinese New Year!" Meng Fan chose a postcard with a cartoon pattern, on which two cute little bears were drawn, one taller and the other shorter, dressed like a male and a female, holding hands and skiing.She wrote on the back of the graphic: "BIG BEAR! I love my motherland ! I love the snow of my motherland ! Happy New Year ! Yours Fan" Mother checked the handwriting carefully with these postcards, and soon found Meng Fan's postcard.Although Meng Fan's text was written in English, the address was still written in Chinese, so she was quickly recognized by her mother. So my mother asked me what those English translations meant.I said: "The new year is coming, I wish you a happy Spring Festival!" Mom looked at me suspiciously.That night, I secretly took the postcard to the school's English teacher's house.The next day, he asked me, "What does the big bear mean?" I said, "It's just a big bear!" "Why did she call you Big Bear?" My head started to hurt again: "Didn't she call me a big bear! Isn't there a picture of a big bear on the postcard?" "Then there is a little bear next to the big bear?" I am speechless.My mother!Why didn't the country arrange for her to work in the intelligence department?You can definitely find many clues and catch many enemy agents.What a waste of talent! "Hey, it's quite interesting, this girl..." Mom said with a smile. I stared at the TV and ignored her. My mother continued to ask me: "What's the name of this girl? Is the surname Fan? Or does the name have the word 'Fan' in it?" I'm literally breaking down.But he gritted his teeth and said nothing. Mom still said to herself over there: "Oh, it's a pity that there are no photos to see..." I sneered in my heart: "The photo is on me, but I won't show it to you!" I have a good collection of Meng Fan's photos. Every time I take a bath, I have to secretly take them out of my clothes and hide them, lest my mother secretly search them out and see them.I have already played this game of hide-and-seek very well in middle school, and I believe that my methods are foolproof. In the early spring of 1992, my second semester of university began.So much happened in the first semester, it was too dense, maybe more than what happened in many people's four years of college. During the winter vacation, I carefully reviewed the situation of the last semester, and felt that the economic pressure was very heavy.I decided to start earning my own living.At that time, the main way we worked part-time was to teach middle school students.I see a lot of people doing tutoring.Some students went to the street to set up a stall, contacted the tutoring information, and transferred it to the classmates when they came back. They could get 40 yuan, and both teachers and students got 20 yuan each.As for tutoring by myself, I could earn about 5 yuan per hour, which made us very satisfied at the time.You must know that in the first two months of the first semester, my monthly expenses were only 60 yuan, and it increased to 80 yuan in the last two months.Parents have limited financial ability, and I can't put more pressure on them.And when I fall in love with Meng Fan, there must be some extra expenses.I have to earn this extra expense myself, so I can spend it with peace of mind.If I can have 100 yuan a month, I can live a more luxurious life, and I can go to eat small stir-fries with Meng Fan a few more times.Although Meng Fan's family background is relatively good, I am always embarrassed to ask her to pay more.As for eating out, hehe, I don't even dare to think about it. I think it's not worthwhile to ask me to pay 20 yuan as an intermediary fee, so I might as well go find it myself.So I planned to follow the example of others, go to the street to set up a stall, and contact tutoring information.I'm hoping to at least get myself a job offer.Of course, it would be best if you could get a few more pieces of information.I can act as an intermediary to transfer information and earn 40 yuan per transaction. 40 yuan ah!awesome!It is enough for me to invite Meng Fan to the restaurant three or four times. If I invite a few more people, it will be no problem to invite Meng Fan once or twice. I invite Lu Xiaolin to go with me.We made a very simple advertisement banner by ourselves, with the words "Nanchu University Tutor" written on it, and took to the streets with the good wish of making a fortune.We set up a stall on the "Ziqiang" overpass where the most people flow, hung up the banners, and then the two sat down and waited.I read, and Lu Xiaolin practiced guitar. Half a day passed, and no one cared about our small stall, but Lu Xiaolin played the guitar and got the 20 cents thrown down by others.We can't help but feel a little discouraged.Take turns to eat a bowl of noodles in the small shop next to it, right for lunch.In the humid early spring in the south, the weather is still very cold, that kind of dirty and greasy cold.There were puddles everywhere, and many scraps of paper were stained with water, and they were covered with footprints, sticking to the ground in all directions.We spread newspapers on the floor and sat on them.Although the newspaper was folded several times, it was soaked quickly.There is hardly any place to sit.So I stand most of the time. Another half day passed, and only two people came to ask, and they were not very interested.One day was wasted like this, and Lu Xiaolin and I were very disappointed. We thought it might be due to the bad feng shui of the "Ziqiang" overpass, so we changed to the "Long March" square next Sunday.This time, a few people came to ask, but unfortunately none of them were practical.Most of those who came to ask were middle-aged women, and the conditions were extremely harsh, and the requirements were particularly tricky.For example, "No tutoring in general, only tutoring before the exam", "No money if you don't improve your grades", "No more than 3 yuan per hour", Lu Xiaolin and I yelled in our hearts, "Go away! Go to hell", But he had to negotiate with them in a friendly manner.In the end, all these women left, and none of the business deals were concluded.Only then did we understand that no bowl of rice is delicious. It’s not that if you put up a banner and sit there, a lot of 40 yuan will be delivered to your door.Otherwise, everyone doesn't have to go to class, and they can set up stalls every day.It still takes skill and luck. After failing twice, Lu Xiaolin was unwilling to go again, saying that he was freezing outside in the cold weather, sitting on the ground for so long, even his little brother would get frostbite, and he would not be punished if he was killed. up.And I didn't give up, and continued to dispatch on the third Sunday.I originally wanted to mobilize other people from Serenju to go with me, but when they saw that I had returned empty-handed twice in a row, they were unwilling to go.I had to go it alone.I checked the Xingzhou map for a long time, and finally felt that "Zhenping" Square is also a lively place, so I decided to try my luck there. Thanks to the first two experiences, I started to have a normal mind and didn't have too much hope.After waiting for more than two hours, no one came.I couldn't help but also felt withdrawn, it was so lonely standing by myself so stupidly, there was no one to chat with. Just as I was about to pack up my belongings and go back to school, a middle-aged man wearing glasses came up and asked me about the situation.What he wanted was a tutor who taught Chinese.He said that his son is good at other subjects, but Chinese is not good.I was very happy and said that I was from the Chinese Department and could teach his son.The man was also very straightforward, and quickly settled on 5 yuan per hour, two hours per week.We exchanged addresses. Before I finished chatting with him, another middle-aged woman also came to watch the fun, asking questions about this and that.Chinese people like to watch the excitement, and soon four or five people came to ask about the situation.Then I walked a few times and came a few more times. In more than half an hour, I received a total of more than 20 inquiries from parents, among which 5 deals were agreed.I decided to do two of them by myself, one teaching Chinese and the other teaching all liberal arts subjects, both for two hours a week, a total of 4 hours.As for the other 3 pens, of course I transferred the information to others!Haha, three four one twelve, I can earn 120 yuan agency fee!so comfy! "Zhenping" Square is really a treasure of geomantic omen! My excitement cannot be expressed in words!For the rest of the day, I have been calculating how much money I can earn this semester, how much I can send home less, and how many times I can spend extravagantly with Meng Fan.well!Poor Lu Xiaolin!I don't know the truth of persevering to the end, so I give up halfway, and the result is that I suffer, but I don't get the sweetness. This kind of excitement has been supporting me through the rest of the day.But luck never came again.However, I am very satisfied, even if there are no more customers, it doesn't matter, anyway, I want to end this beautiful day from the beginning to the end.The sun went down little by little, and the temperature continued to drop. I was so cold that my nose was running out, and I sniffed desperately.