Reciting "I heard love is next door"

On the weekend afternoon, the sun was shining brightly. Song Muyun opened the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, letting the sea breeze blow into the room and letting the blazing sunlight fill the room. When he met Qiao Chu at school that day, he thought she would come to question him immediately after she came back, but after waiting for many days, she didn't show up. He admitted that he was a little disappointed. He thought he should be different in her heart, but he seemed to have overestimated himself.

The narrow black eyes behind the black-framed glasses are slightly raised, and the thin lips also draw a nice arc. It seems that he should work harder. It is rare for a woman to make him feel interesting. He can't be the only one involved.

Leaning on the sofa and flipping through a book, Song Muyun chuckled softly when she heard a few knocks on the door in a waning mood. The only one who could knock on the door like this was her next door.

Getting up and opening the door, sure enough, Qiao Chu was leaning on the wall between the two doors, waving her hands constantly.

Seeing the door open, Qiao Chu finally stood up straight, took out a potted plant from behind and handed it to Song Muyun with an innocent look on his face.

Song Muyun looked at it for a long time before realizing that the pot of plants with wilted leaves, sparse fruits, and crumbling plants in Qiao Chu's hand were the Spanish peppers he gave her last time. After taking the flowerpot, Song Muyun asked in a dumbfounded way. Said: "What's wrong? How could a good potted flower grow like this?"

Qiao Chu shook his head and said feebly: "I don't know why. According to you, water it every day." , and the result..."

She put a lot of thought into this pot of chili. No matter how busy she was, she remembered to water it every day. She didn't feel so good about herself, but in the end, it turned into what it is now. so.

Song Muyun said with a smile: "Come in and sit down." She didn't have to be so depressed if she spoiled a pot of flowers.

Song Muyun didn’t know Qiao Chu’s journey of raising flowers and the shock she had suffered over the years, so she didn’t quite understand her mood. Qiao Chu followed Song Muyun into the room dejectedly, sat down on the sofa, held her chin, stared at the vibrant daisies on the small coffee table, and sighed to herself, she probably had no chance to interact with plants in her life.

Qiao Chu simply looked away, out of sight. Leaning on the sofa, Qiao Chu found an open book. Qiao Chu was curious about what books Song Muyun usually read.

Turning around and seeing Song Muyun entering the kitchen, Qiao Chu suddenly felt that her mood at this moment was a bit like the excitement she felt when she was a child when she secretly read her brother's love letters. She couldn't help but laugh. She hadn't been in such a mood for a long time. She turned over the book cover. , Qiao Chu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed unscrupulously.

Song Muyun came out holding coffee and saw Qiao Chuxiao lying on the sofa. His eyes glanced at the "Jokes" in Qiao Chu's hand. He just raised his eyebrows slightly and calmly said Sit down next to her.

Qiao Chu didn’t know before that university professors also like to read jokes. Reluctantly sitting up straight, Qiao Chu joked: "Your preferences are beyond my expectation. Didn't you get them from students?"

He is such a gentle and gentle intellectual. I was reading a joke book. This picture is really funny.

Passing the coffee into her hand, Song Muyun said, "Just take a look." Is the joke so funny to him?

Coughing slightly to hold back laughter, Qiao Chu shook the "Joke Collection" in his hand and said: "I understand, I like it too, especially when the old professor is giving a lecture. It's okay to laugh at the same time. While cheering and applauding, the professor would think that her lectures were wonderful."

Song Muyun chuckled. She was definitely a problem student when she was studying. However, he seemed to have done this when he was studying.

Finally laughing enough, Qiao Chu took a sip of coffee. The special taste made Qiao Chu's eyes light up and asked: "What is this?"

"Coffee." He I remember she loved drinking coffee. Every time I see her, she has a glass in her hand.

Qiao Chu stirred gently and tasted it carefully, with a smile on his face: "The fresh milk coffee is brewed with honey. The sweet honey increases the sweetness of the coffee and also adds a touch of flavor." It’s very moist, and it’s sprinkled with cinnamon powder to highlight the unique aroma and richness of Arabica coffee beans, and the taste is just right.” She rarely drinks coffee prepared by others, but this cup makes her very satisfied.

Seeing that what she said was accurate, Song Muyun was pleasantly surprised and praised: "Expert!"

For this compliment, Qiao Chu smiled bitterly. She couldn't cook. She is very good at eating and drinking! Thinking of the top-quality coffee stored at home, Qiao Chu invited: "Next time you come to my place, I'll treat you to Kopi Luwak." Except for Zuo Xi and the others, she never entertained others at Kopi Luwak.

Song Muyun had obviously heard of KopiLuwak for a long time, but thinking of the situation at Qiao Chu's home, he said in a low voice with a hint of ridicule: "Are you sure there is a place to drink coffee at your home?"

Qiao Chu was frustrated. Although his defense was somewhat weak, Qiao Chu still shouted without giving up: "I want to appeal. What you saw two times last time was a special situation."

Song Muyun's expression of obvious disbelief made Qiao Chu want to cry. Who allowed her to have such a "criminal record".

Deliberately ignoring Qiao Chu's sad eyes, Song Muyun picked up the poor pot of chili and asked, "Where did you put it?"

"On the design table." Look at how good she is to it, giving it the perfect location.

"I see, peppers like to be exposed to the sun, especially this Spanish variety. You can just put it on the balcony." Song Muyun stood up, put the potted plant on the window lattice, and let it bathe in the scorching sun. .

Qiao Chu nodded, held his chin, and said lazily: "Let's talk about it, why don't you raise it? Anyway, it's only separated by a fence. I can always see it when I want to see it. If I keep raising it, it will probably die soon."

Song Muyun now finally understands her embarrassed expression when he gave her the peppers. She is really not suitable for raising plants, and he just wanted to agree to help her. Yes, the phone rang suddenly. Song Muyun nodded apologetically to Qiao Chu, walked to the window sill and answered the phone.

After a while, Qiao Chu heard Song Muyun say gently: "You decide, as long as you like it, I don't care."

After another murmur, Song Muyun hung up. Telephone.

She had always liked his soft voice, but today she found it a bit harsh. Qiao Chu suddenly thought of a very serious problem. She had always only considered whether she liked her gentle new neighbor, but she had never considered whether he would also like her. After all, they just did it for her. After several meals, I didn't even talk to her about work. Or maybe he already has a girlfriend or is even married.

Song Muyun turned around and saw that Qiao Chu's expression suddenly became solemn. He sat down next to her and was about to ask her, but Qiao Chu suddenly raised his head and stared straight at him with her beautiful big eyes. He asked seriously: "There is something I want to ask. Of course, you don't want to answer. Are you married?"

Song Muyun was slightly stunned. He had never thought that Qiao Chu would ask him this question. , this girl is so interesting. After coughing lightly, Song Muyun smiled and shook his head.

"Girlfriend?"

Continue to shake your head.

"That's it. Professor Song, are you free to have dinner together tonight?" Qiao Chu finally felt relieved. She believed that Song Muyun was an honest person and would not lie to her. Now that she was sure that he had no owner, she decided to capture him.

Seeing that she didn't show any pretense at all, Song Muyun couldn't help laughing. She always seemed to be able to do unexpected things, but to be honest, he liked it.

Stretching out his hand towards her, Song Muyun said easily: "It's my pleasure."

Qiao Chu took a step forward, took Song Muyun's hand, and the two of them laughed and walked out the door.