Chapter 6 Love Gifts
The bell rang for the end of the last class, and Ning Xuechuo received a message on his mobile phone.
It was sent by An Jianqing, "Xuechu, I have already arrived at the school gate, you should be dismissed."
"Sister, wait for me for a while, I'll come right away." Ning Xuechu typed with both hands and replied quickly.
"It's okay, don't worry." An Jianqing replied with a smile.
Having said that, Ning Xuchu quickly packed up the textbooks and ran out of the school gate.
When passing a fruit shop, she narrowed her eyes and stopped.
Closing the schoolbag on his shoulders, Ning Xuchu walked into the fruit shop, looked around and asked, "Boss, do you have sweet and sour cherries here?"
"Our cherries are all sweet, not sour at all. If you don't believe me, try one." The boss replied with a smile, his voice full of confidence.
"I want something sour." Ning Xuchu insisted, "I'll buy it if it's sour."
She said it with certainty, and her thin face was a little cold, not like someone who is easy to fool.
The boss thought for a while, then changed his mind and said, "Look at the cherries here, I'll tell you the truth, it's a little sour, but overall it's sweet."
Seeing that the boss was very sincere, Ning Xuechu stretched out his hand, picked up a cherry, wiped it casually, and took a light bite.
Ning Xuechu couldn't help shivering as the sour feeling ran across his throat, as if the winter ice was in his mouth.
The wet mouth was stimulated to secrete a lot of saliva in an instant, and she chewed it for several times before finally swallowing it.
Ning Xuechu frowned, coughed a few times, covered his lips to suppress the sourness in his mouth, and said to the boss, "Buy two kilograms."
"Good." The boss smiled brightly, and moved quickly to put on two pounds.
Ning Xuechu paid the money and walked out of the store, sticking out her tongue.
The sour taste of cherries seemed to be etched into her taste buds, and she still felt a sour taste eroding the nerves of her cerebral cortex when she thought about it.
But at the same time, a faint sweetness rose in the mouth.
The sweet and sour taste is a little weird.
She was not only afraid of the sour taste, but also a little itchy in her heart for the sweetness of cherries.
Ning Xuechu licked the corners of her lips with her red tongue, and finally suppressed the longing in her heart.
She glanced at the jewelry store next to her, stood for a few seconds, and made progress.
In five minutes, Ning Xuchu came out with a heart-shaped box in his hand.
She found a stone bench and sat down, put the box on the stone table, and then placed the cherries in the bag neatly in the box.
Two pounds of cherries, no more or no less, just filled.
The orange-yellow-reddish color of the cherry reveals a bit of clarity, and placing it in a red box instantly adds a lot of romantic atmosphere.
If you add a quick rose, it will definitely make each other happy as a gift to your girlfriend.
The corners of Ning Xuechu's mouth curved slightly, as if thinking of something, the smile solidified, and it turned into an indifferent arc again.
What the girlfriend said was just a lie, how could she have such a fantasy?
Even if she wanted to please An Jianqing, she only wanted to take back the property of the Ning family.
She will never fall in love with this wealthy Alpha who is aloof. She doesn't want to become a plaything for the rich like others.
*
Ning Xuchu held the love box and walked out of the school gate quickly.
At first glance, she saw An Jianqing's low-key luxury car.
Even if it is parked in an inconspicuous corner, it can still grab people's attention at a glance.
Next to the luxury car, stood several students talking loudly.
They painted delicate makeup, wore beautiful clothes, showed charming smiles, and glanced in the direction of the car from time to time.
Ning Xuechu immediately understood that these people were drunkards and not drinking, and they deliberately chatted here to attract the attention of the people in the car.
At the school gate, she had seen such a scene several times.
While disdainful in her heart, she also envied the boldness and beauty of those girls.
But this time, there seemed to be an uncomfortable feeling in my heart.
Ning Xuechu frowned and tapped her chest with her fingers, trying to get rid of the depression there.
The girls were still standing and chatting, and someone was already deliberately pulling their hair and pulling down their collars.
Ning Xue's eyes turned cold, and she ran over with the box in her arms.
She stopped beside the passenger seat, leaned sideways, raised one hand and knocked on the glass.
Through the reflection of the glass, Ning Xuchu saw the surprised and envious eyes of the girls, as if he couldn't imagine it.
There was a sense of joy in her heart, and she turned her head to look at the girls.
The end of the raised eyes was a little smug, and the girls' pretty faces suddenly became jealous.
The window glass slowly fell, folding all the expressions of the girls into the gap.
"Xuechu, get in the car." An Jianqing looked out of the car and said with a light smile.
Ning Xuechu laughed happily, her thin body blocked the girls' sight, preventing them from seeing the beautiful Alpha sitting in the car.
She got into the car, carefully holding the box in both hands, her eyes flashing, and she said nervously, "Sister, a small gift, I hope you like it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Xuechu's pale and tender face instantly flushed, like a winter plum blossoming in full bloom, cold and arrogant with glamour.
The tip of An Jianqing's nose moved slightly, and she suddenly smelled a faint cherry fragrance.
Or the sweet and sour she likes.
She couldn't help but feel happy, and there was a look of relief in her eyes.
The people in front of her had changed from being repulsive and resentful at the beginning to being willing to take the initiative to approach, and finally had a great change, and it was finally worth her careful care and meticulous care these days.
Although it was just a cheap box of cherries, it was enough to make her feel that all the efforts and efforts were worth it.
"Thank you, Xue Chu, I like this gift very much." An Jianqing smiled happily, her tender eyes full of pampering.
"Sister, you're welcome. I don't have the ability right now, so I can only do this little thing for you." Ning Xuechu showed a well-behaved smile, and there was a hint of guilt behind her words.
When An Jianqing heard the words, she felt more and more distressed for her sensibleness. She touched the soft strand of hair and said gently like an elder, "It's good that you have this heart."
Hearing this, Ning Xuechu lowered her head, her thick eyelashes covering the coldness in her eyes.
She could feel that An Jianqing just treated her like a child.
No climate, no threat.
Adults think that children are ignorant, bullying, and can control their lives at will.
But she is no longer the stupid child who foolishly believed in others more than ten years ago.
"Sister, it's fine if you like this gift. I'm also worried that I'm clumsy and I'll make a fool of myself." Ning Xuchu raised his head, panic flashed across his petite face, which soon turned into a relieved smile.
An Jianqing caught this expression, looked stunned, and said seriously, "No matter what gift you give, my sister likes it."
Ning Xuechu gave this gift carefully, for fear that she would not like it.
The child is still very sensitive, and there is worry and panic in his heart, and he is afraid that if he does something wrong, he will be disgusted by others.
If it weren't for those people being too selfish and vicious, her sister wouldn't be so sensitive that she would be uneasy about giving gifts.
"Thank you, sister." Ning Xuechuo was shocked, and then his eyes flashed with surprise.
An Jian Qingrao had seen it many times, but he couldn't help being stinged. He chuckled and said, "Xuechu, let's go home."
"Okay, sister." Ning Xuchu nodded vigorously, with a bright smile on his face.
When the car drove, she pretended to appreciate the scenery outside the window, and turned her eyes to the window, her black and white eyes revealed a trace of indescribable sadness.
She has heard the word 'home' many times, but she doesn't know where is her real home.
With this kind of confinement, there is no sense of security when the days will end.
In this world, who can really give her a warm home.
Ning Xuechu closed her eyes to hide the loneliness and sadness that surged in her heart.
*
Back to the villa, have dinner.
Ning Xuechu was lying on the bed, her eyes fixed on the exquisite chandelier above, and she replayed An Jianqing's smile and expression when she received the gift over and over again in her mind.
She thought about it carefully and found nothing wrong.
This step was a success, and she won the favor of An Jianqing.
A woman who grew up in a wealthy family with no worries about food and clothing, and even enjoyed various luxury goods, was moved by a box of cheap cherries.
It's kind of ridiculous.
Ning Xuechu curled her lips, her gloomy eyes full of disdain.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by a gentle female voice, "Xuechu, are you asleep?"
"Not yet." Ning Xuechu got up from the bed immediately, and her voice became weak, as if she was being careful.
She walked towards the door, and when she passed by the mirror, she tilted her head and saw the cold face in the mirror, and immediately curved the corners of her mouth to reveal a well-behaved smile.
"Sister, what's the matter?" Ning Xuchu opened the door, her dark eyes flickered twice, and there was an uneasy look on her face.
"I washed the cherries and want to eat with you." An Jianqing raised the fruit bowl in her hand, her beautiful eyebrows were gentle, and her eyes were filled with questions.
Hearing the word 'cherry', Ning Xuechu suddenly remembered the sour taste in her throat, swallowed her saliva indiscernibly, and said happily, "Okay, I also want to talk to my sister... ."
Speaking of the back, Ning Xuechu blushed slightly and bowed his head in embarrassment.
An Jianqing smiled softly, entered the door with a cherry in hand, glanced around without a trace, and found that there was basically no change in the layout of the house.
Even the doll on the bed was still leaning against the head of the bed, as if it had never been touched.
"Xuechu, don't you like ragdolls?" An Jianqing asked softly, holding a cherry and handing it over as she spoke.
Ning Xuechu was stunned for a moment, and quickly pondered the meaning of this sentence in his mind.
She reached out to take the cherries, lowered her head and took a bite. Taking advantage of the chewing time, she finally figured out what to say, "I like it very much. I sleep with it every night."
In fact, she has no interest in rag dolls and has never touched them.
She used to like dolls very much, but she was slapped just touching her aunt's daughter's doll.
After that, she didn't like it anymore.
"That's good, I'm still worried that you don't like it." An Jianqing smiled and ate cherries in small bites, with a happy smile on her beautiful face.
Seeing this expression, Ning Xuchu couldn't help but ask, "Sister, why do you like to eat sweet and sour cherries? Isn't the sweet one more delicious?"
When An Jianqing heard the words, her brows and eyes curved, and her gentle smile could not hide her sadness, "When I was a child in an orphanage, being able to eat sweet and sour cherries was the happiest thing."
"Sorry, I made my sister think of something bad." Ning Xuechu lowered her eyes guiltily, grinding the cherries with her fingers.
"It's okay, the days before were a bit bitter, but they were also very happy. Just like this cherry, there is a hint of sweetness hidden under its sour appearance." An Jianqing looked at the cherry with a smile, her eyes deep with a hint of sweetness. Incredibly sad.
Ning Xuechu was taken aback.
She could not understand this sentence, nor could she understand the nostalgic expression.
She didn't want to experience the bitter days before.