Rebuild 2005

Chapter 298 [297] Late night date

In this world, there are only two difficulties in earning money. Some people earn it desperately, while others spend it desperately.

For the vast majority of people, there is no doubt that it belongs to the former.

For Jiang Qinghuai, this is naturally not an easy task. After marriage, in order to take care of the family conveniently, she chose a relaxed and stable job. The content she studied in college has long been shelved.

At this time, if she wants to get a high salary, it is too unrealistic to get back the content of this major, and she lacks experience, so she can only choose some jobs that can get a commission, hoping to earn more money based on her ability and performance.

However, how can it be so easy to achieve results?

During this process, some people even moved their minds because of her beauty. She angrily resigned from the new job she had just found, but when she returned home, she became more and more wronged and cried a lot.

However, even if she was sad and crying, she didn't have much time, because her husband was about to leave work and her daughter was about to leave school, so she couldn't let them see and know.

Wei Qingfan is already very tired from work, and his daughter is also in a bad mood recently, so there is no need to make them unhappy because of such a trivial matter.

She wiped away her tears, turned on the computer and continued to look for work...

At night, she dragged her tired body but couldn't fall asleep. She turned her head and looked at Wei Qingfan who was sleeping soundly beside her. In a trance, the choice she had made many years ago seemed to be in front of her again:

If you could do it all over again, would you still make the same choice?
In the middle of the night, the girls' dormitory was quiet and peaceful, with only the sound of his roommate breathing lightly. In the hazy darkness, Jiang Qinghuai opened his eyes.

After a brief blank mind, she finally realized that what was just now was just a dream, and then lay in a daze for a while, before slowly letting out a sigh of relief.

She was stunned for a while, then collected herself, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside, pressed it to check the time.

2009年5月8号凌晨，3：11分。

After being dazed again, she quietly climbed out of bed, took two tissues from the table, and left the dormitory.

It was the fourteenth day of the lunar calendar, and the sun was approaching. A nearly round moon was hanging in the sky. She came to the public bathroom by the moonlight, and came back by the moonlight. She still quietly climbed onto the bed and lay down.

Not feeling sleepy for a while, Jiang Qinghuai turned over, picked up the phone while lying on his side, then put it down, picked it up again, and opened QQ.

From a very young age, Jiang Qinghuai realized the importance of popularity from his father's experience, so he paid great attention to the relationship with his classmates.

Therefore, for most suitors, she adheres to the principle that if the other party does not confess, she will not refuse. Even if the other party confesses, she will take care of the other party's face and feelings, and leave room for tactful rejection.

This certainly brought her a very good popularity. Even among the suitors who were rejected, there were many classmates and friends who kept her relationship with her after taking a step back. Few of them would stop dating after failing to refuse.

This is an advantage, but naturally there are also disadvantages. For example, there are often people who have nothing to do to chat with her. Before, there were people who often called her.

But QQ messages are always indispensable.

Jiang Qinghuai is used to this, and he is not in the mood to reply at this time, otherwise many people will definitely ask "why did you stay up so late", "what can you tell me" and other things.

She knows that people's kindness is very precious, and she works hard to cherish the kindness and care of others, even if there may be a certain utilitarian nature in it, she also works hard not to let it down.

But there are too many, flooding, and the truth is a bit annoying.

Ignoring the content of the message, she opened the previous chat box and saw the chat content above.

"Work part-time, help people look after the store."

"Good job"

"whispering sound"

"Work hard ha [money]"

"Of course you have to work hard, otherwise you will support me"

"Hurry up and go to sleep, there is everything in the dream"

"[White Eyes]"

"I'm going to bed first, good night"

……

The pink Nokia N72 in her hand was released in April 06, and she bought it for 4 yuan after the college entrance examination in June 07. The 6-inch screen is not very big nowadays, but in the dark night, the bright light of the screen Still enough to barely lighten her face.

In the fluorescent light, the girl's pure beauty showed a self-deprecating and mournful smile, which did not detract from her beauty in the slightest, but only made people feel distressed.

It's really a dream...

In reality, let alone confession and self-motivation, there is not even a word of comfort...

She pursed her lips lightly, then swiped up gently to see the content of the previous chat.

They are all very common conversations, sometimes asking each other for a copy of study materials, or asking for some gossip, or gossip that is not nutritious.

Probably because people are more emotionally sensitive in the middle of the night, she also found these boring contents very interesting at the moment, and she turned the head before she knew it.

She looked at the time, it was already early four o'clock in the morning, but she still didn't feel any sleepiness, but she still had classes tomorrow, so she forced herself to put down her phone, stopped thinking about it, and tried hard to fall asleep.

But the more she wanted to fall asleep, the harder it was for her to fall asleep. She slept on the upper bunk, and it was difficult to turn over all the time, but she couldn't fall asleep. She kept lying in the same position, and felt her muscles ached. He quietly climbed off the bed again.

When both feet were already on the bed ladder and she could go down immediately, she suddenly felt a movement in her heart, then reached out and grabbed the phone, and took it down.

The three roommates were all fast asleep. Holding her mobile phone, she stood in the middle of the dormitory and hesitated for a while, then quickly made up her mind.

Calling people after four o'clock in the morning is of course not right, it too much affects other people's rest, and may even disturb their roommates' rest.

but!

Who told that bastard to not even care about himself!

Just say "work hard"...you still need to say this kind of nonsense?
With such an attitude towards him, it is right to quarrel with him once, after all, this is probably the only time in this life...

The last thought flashed through her mind, and she inexplicably felt sour in her heart, almost bursting into tears, remembering the scene in her dream again, hesitated for a moment, controlled her emotions, and walked out of the dormitory lightly.

The moon was still bright in the sky, she walked quietly along the corridor to the bathroom, and suddenly felt a subtle feeling, novel and exciting...

Since she was a child, she has always been sensible, sensible in front of her teacher, sensible in front of her father, sensible in front of relatives, sensible in front of classmates, and still sensible in front of people younger than herself. The form is different.

But the purpose and effect are the same, to make everyone feel "good".

It seems that I haven't done such a thing before, have I?
Calling people in the middle of the night without any legitimate reason, it's just "spoiler", I don't want people to sleep well...

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little guilty again.

Why are you angry?

Don't say that I haven't figured out whether I really like him, even if I do, I have no reason to be angry with him like this!

Wei Qingfan is chasing that girl from Peking University!
What right do I have to be angry here, and even use this way to retaliate against him?
Standing at the door of the public restroom, she felt the "Qi" in her heart dissipate little by little, and then slowly accumulate when it was about to disappear.

Yes, the reasoning is correct, but I am very angry, I just don’t want to be reasonable...

"Yes! It's just unreasonable!"

She bit her lips hard, whispered to herself, as if to cheer herself up, and then with a resolute attitude, she took the mobile phone and dialed the guy's number.

"Om..."

Wei Qingfan indulged excessively for several days in a row, especially the two days before his departure. It was a bit of a "loss" to be true, so he finally fell asleep before ten o'clock after sending the message to Jiang Qinghuai.

He sleeps more alertly, and goes to bed earlier, the phone next to his pillow only vibrated for the first time, and he immediately woke up from sleep.

After confirming that it was the phone vibrating, Wei Qingfan quickly picked up the phone and saw that the caller ID was Jiang Qinghuai. It was a little strange, but at the same time, he felt a kind of shock of "what happened?", completely dispelled his drowsiness, and lowered his voice: "Hello? "

Jiang Qinghuai didn't expect him to answer the phone so quickly, she was taken aback for a moment, and then she found another problem.

I was very angry and self-willed to call, but I didn't think about what to say on the phone.

Because the reason I wanted to call just now was simply that I couldn't fall asleep, and then I wanted him to be unable to sleep either...

Well now, people answer the phone, what should I say?

Does he feel like he's mentally ill?

? ?
Wei Qingfan waited and saw that there was no sound, so he held his breath and listened carefully. After confirming that there was no sound, he should not have encountered any danger, so he calmed down a little and asked in a low voice, "Hello? Jiang Qinghuai? Is it you?" ?"

Jiang Qinghuai paused again, and then felt a little embarrassed, and replied in a low voice without any arrogance and righteousness just now: "Hmm..."

Hearing her response, Wei Qingfan was finally relieved and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"..."

Jiang Qinghuai stood in the public bathroom, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Seeing that he was silent, Wei Qingfan understood what Zhou Li and Yang Changyu said before going to bed, and said in a low voice, "Wait for me."

He grabbed the phone and climbed out of bed lightly. On the one hand, he was worried that his roommate would be disturbed. On the other hand, he gave Jiang Qinghuai time to calm down, and at the same time gave himself time to think about how to comfort her.

Frankly speaking, he admired people like Jiang Qifeng, but he couldn't like them. In short, it should be said to be "respectful and far away".

Respect is sincere; wanting to be "far away" is also frank.

However, Jiang Qinghuai had no choice, and with such a father on the table, there was nothing he could do if he wanted to stay away.

Anyway, when I was with my classmates, I was chatting with me late at night, it was both an interruption and a trust.

At the same time, it's troublesome, so you have to be careful in handling it. If you want to comfort her, you can't let her misunderstand, and you can't be attracted by yourself.

This has nothing to do with morality. Ever since he had the idea that "one inch of heart can hold a lot of fragrance", there is no morality at all in this regard, but there are still some guidelines set by himself.

Even if you don't mention these things, you still have to consider doing what you can. Right now, the senior is almost exhausting himself, and there will be Miao Miao in the future. If there is another one, wouldn't it be a waste of money?

Wei Qingfan believed that he was not narcissistic or unfounded. To a certain extent, with Jiang Qinghuai's character, calling himself in the middle of the night because of such things, maybe there are already signs of this, so he has to be careful.

Boys must protect themselves, and outstanding boys need to protect themselves!
(End of this chapter)