Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Fortunately, the two people's IQs tended to drop sharply while staying at home, and they followed the dream on Mango Terrace every afternoon with great enthusiasm.

And... the harder the actor cries, the happier the two people watching the show laugh.

Especially when the two sisters inside were hugging each other and crying, Xi Changchang was chewing pea crisps while laughing like a convulsion.

Halfway through laughing, she finally realized something was wrong, raised her head and asked Zhong Jiamu: "Oh no, Zhong Jiamu, am I becoming more and more perverted?"

Zhong Jiamu replied seriously: "Don't worry, no matter how perverted you are, I won't dislike you."

Is this consolation?

Xi Changchang was speechless...

Fifteen-minute dramas and twenty-minute commercials are the style that Mango Channel has adhered to for more than ten years.

During the commercial break, Xi Changchang was bored and changed the channel. After a few moments, he saw Jay Chou singing Blue and White Porcelain affectionately on the huge stage.

When Xi Changchang talks about blue and white porcelain, she cannot help but get excited. Last year, she just listened to this song and read the book "Spring in the Lonely Empty Garden". She didn't know whether it was a piece of music that connected the text or a text that complemented the music. She just felt like reading a book.

When I came down, I was so angry that I couldn't bear to speak, so I regarded books and songs as my favorites.

Hearing it so unexpectedly was like meeting an old friend by chance. All the emotions at the time flooded into his heart. Xi Changchang broke away from someone's arms with a tremor, sat up straight, shook his head and hummed along.

Someone's cold voice came from behind: "You like it very much?"

Xi Changchang, who was full of enthusiasm, had no doubt that he was there, and nodded like garlic: "Yes, yes, this song also has this word, it is so nice, so nice, so nice!"

Chang turned back with excitement: "You like it too, don't you?"

Looking at Xi Changchang, whose eyes were shining with excitement, Zhong Jiamu proved his love for this song with his actions.

——Press lightly on the remote control, and a foreigner's big smiling face immediately appears on the screen: "We all use Fu Yanjie..."

…

Angry! Xi Changchang was so angry that she had left. Forget about grabbing snacks, now she even competed with her for the TV.

Angrily, he grabbed the remote control, replaced it, and continued to look at the unshaven Jay Chou eagerly.

Zhong Jiamu leaned over calmly, looked at the screen and coolly said, "I heard that after he broke up with the anchor, he got together with a model again?"

Xi Changchang glanced at him sideways: "I just like listening to his songs, so I'm not bored enough to ask about his scandals."

…

Someone who was bored and asked about celebrity scandals didn't say anything.

The world is restored to purity.

After a moment of silence, a bored person came up again, touched his chin and inquired in a very academic way: "I heard that he has been accustomed to coming without underwear over the years. I wonder if he has worn any today?"

Silence, a strange silence in the room.

After a while, Xi Changchang recovered from the petrification, and then... turned off the TV with a calm expression...

Although such days are trivial, they pass very quickly. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, and it is the scorching sun in late August, and September is the day when school starts.

When school starts again, Zhong Jiamu will be a senior in high school. He seems indifferent, but Xi Changchang is very nervous.

Before the senior year of high school, the teachers at the school would often hold some cram school classes. For this reason, Xi Changchang urged Zhong Jiamu more than once, but every time he would make jokes and take him there in a few words. Helpless, Xi Changchang had to buy a bunch of college entrance examinations from previous years.

For the real questions, I temporarily acted as his tutor.

The emperor was not in a hurry to kill the eunuch. Xi Changchang finished explaining the questions with a dry mouth, only to realize that Zhong Jiamu was supporting his head with one hand, and his eyes had not glanced at the test paper from beginning to end, and his eyes were always on her face.

"Do you understand now?" she asked, holding back her temper.

Zhong Jiamu then glanced lazily at the test paper: "Yeah."

"Then tell me what should I choose for this question?"

"a." Glancing at the options circled by her in red pen, Zhong Jiamu "read them out."

Correct answer!

Could it be that his absent-mindedness just now was just an illusion? In fact, he is the kind of person who can focus on n. He looks lazy on the surface and looks at you with a look of covetousness. In fact, he has listened to every word of your words and remembered them in his heart at any time.

A genius who can sharply pick out even a single punctuation error in your words?!

How like a male pig from Taiwanese Xiaoyan?! As if he was used to eating pork, he suddenly found a pig running around him, and Xi Changchang's blood was surging.

Of course, in order to avoid the situation of being confused with pigs, Xi Changchang still adhered to the scientific attitude of making bold assumptions and careful verification, and asked tentatively: "Then why not choose c?"

Xi Changchang's eyes turned into stars, and he clenched his fists and waited. Answer quickly. Answer quickly. Whether it is describing her explanation verbatim or finding a new and more concise method, he will be convinced that he is a lazy genius romantic man.

Pig's throne.

"It's very simple." Zhong Jiamu replied lightly. Xi Changchang held his breath and just waited for the next step.

"Because answer c is wrong."

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Proposal

Although Zhong Jiamu is not a genius, his progress can be said to be rapid. One of them taught seriously and the other studied perfunctorily, and it was already at the end of August.

The weather had started to get cooler, so they took some time to go to the mall to buy autumn clothes for Zhong Jiamu. When they left the mall, Xi Changchang finally asked: "When do you plan to go back?"

Zhong Jiamu paused in his footsteps, and when he looked back, she was a little confused: "Where are you going back?"

"Go back to school." When school starts again, it will be the final sprint for the senior year of high school.

Zhong Jiamu was silent for a while before saying, "I'm not going to do it."

There was a lot of noise on the street. Xi Changchang was stunned for a moment and suspected that he had not heard clearly. He asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"I'm not going up." Zhong Jiamu said it again clearly.

Thinking that he was just a student who was generally tired of learning, Xi Changchang continued without taking it seriously: "We will book a ticket for you later."

Zhong Jiamu hugged her with one hand and said half-truthfully: "I won't go to school, so I'll stay here with you."

His tone was like the wolf grandma coaxing Little Red Riding Hood. Xi Changchang couldn't laugh or cry: "If you don't go to school, what will you do in the future?"

"I'll think about the future later. It's fine as it is now."

Only then did Xi Changchang understand his seriousness, stopped and turned to look at him: "You really don't want to go back?"

"It's okay to go back." Zhong Jiamu replied simply: "You come with me."

"You want to go back to school. What are you going to do when I've already resigned?"

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyebrows and said unhurriedly, "Either we go together or we stay together."

Seeing his serious face, Xi Changchang was finally angry: "Why are you so confused about priorities?!"

Zhong Jiamu's voice was still a bit rogue: "I can't tell the difference very clearly. For me, the most important thing is to be with you."

When he said this, there was still a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were just firm. Xi Changchang turned his face away slightly, still disapproving: "I will never go back, but you are so

What can I do if I don't go to school?"

Zhong Jiamu pondered for a moment: "Then I will go back and call someone to transfer my student registration and household registration. I will continue to go to school here, and I hope I can catch up with the opening date of the school here." He smiled self-deprecatingly: "After all,

I have a father who covers the sky with one hand."

Xi Changchang looked at him and suddenly felt irritable.

He is just desperate and naive.

He thought what she was talking about could be solved with just a few flimsy pieces of paper proving household registration and student status?

She spoke without any doubt: "I'll book the train ticket later. You can leave tomorrow and go to school well after you get back."

Her decisiveness made Zhong Jiamu a little unexpected - he had never been so deliberate, and even decided to find that man just to be by her side, but her response was just to push him away again and again. He finally got impatient: "

If you don't leave, I will stay with you. If you want me to go to school, I will continue to go to school. I agree to all your requests whether I like it or not. What else do you want from me?"

His tone made her subconsciously reply: "I can't afford you to do this to me."

After blurting out, she was stunned. After hearing the words, his body stiffened and his face suddenly turned pale.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was frozen. After a long time, he murmured in his sleep: "So you've always thought so." After a pause, he suddenly grabbed her wrist with one hand, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "

In fact, you have always thought so, right?"

The pain on her wrist came through, but Xi Changchang just remained silent.

She had never thought about it exactly like this, but she was too scared. She was the only one in Zhong Jiamu's world, but there were too many other people in her life.

He can be naive, but she can't.

What she wants is not the registered residence and student status he transferred, but a longer-term future.

Her silence seemed to be acquiescence, she had always thought of him this way.

If he could, he would give her everything, but she just couldn't afford it and didn't want it.

These days, every time we look at each other, I can't help but smile, every time I'm close to her, her soft voice. Every time, it's as beautiful as a dream.

It turned out that it really was all a dream.

But he just couldn't give it in and tightened his hand, forcing her to look at him: "You have been lying to me these days, right?"

Xi Changchang couldn't even say a word.

"Why are you so eager to drive me away? It's because you are tired of it. You have never thought about having a relationship with me. I will only hinder you here, hinder you from going on a blind date, and hinder you from meeting other people."

Is that the person?!"

He spoke quickly and urgently, without thinking at all, but every word he said was painful and unbearable.

She never thought about having a result with him, she never thought about having a result with him...

After saying it so unexpectedly, she gradually realized that she had really never thought about having a relationship with him.

Therefore, she tried every means to prevent him from meeting her parents, so she asked him to leave without hesitation.

Listening to his groundless accusations, Xi Changchang said: "Zhong Jiamu, don't make trouble unreasonably."

"Suppose I am making trouble unreasonably." Zhong Jiamu's eyes were bright: "Then do you dare to prove it to me?"

Proof? What proof?

Before Xi Changchang could react, Zhong Jiamu knelt down, took her hand, and deliberately raised his voice: "Xi Changchang, are you willing to marry me?"

His clear voice attracted people walking on the street to stop and watch.

Xi Changchang just felt in a daze. She had always been timid and concerned about face, but now she was being watched by so many people, but she didn't feel embarrassed. She just looked at Zhong Jiamu blankly. He looked at her and just waited for her stubbornly.

decision.

He is always pushing her.

From that first night when he forced her to face his feelings, to today when he forces her to prove the long-term relationship between them.

He is like a child who insists on getting what he wants regardless of whether he wants it or not. If he is rejected, he will just force him willfully.

But his coercion actually made her feel happy.

There were more and more people around, forming a circle around them. Amid the noisy crowd, he just looked at her intently: "Xi Changchang, I love you. Do you want to marry me?"

The crowd cheered and made friends, and whistles were everywhere, but in her ears, it seemed that they had all disappeared, leaving only his voice just now.

This was the first time he said these three words to her, and it took her a while to react slowly. It was like a thunder exploded in her ears at first, and after a long time, there was a buzzing echo in her head. She just

On the street where I could look at him and look at him for a moment, he knelt down on one knee, holding her hand in his, locking his dark eyes with her and just asking: "I love you, do you want to marry me?"

She really listened to every word, but she had to think about the whole sentence seriously several times before she understood it. She thought about every word and sentence over and over again, but it seemed simple but she still couldn't think it through.

.But the corners of his mouth have already raised, and the smile can be seen from the bottom of his eyes. All the uneasiness and anxiety were instantly defeated in front of these short words. Even though the road ahead is long and the joys and sorrows are unknown, for this moment, just for this.

For a moment, it turns out that it was all worth it.

In the night, Song Qin hung up the phone with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

Yang Xi sat at the bar, shook the wine glass in her hand, and asked very clearly: "What's wrong with your heart?"

Song Qin cried sadly: "I was thrown into some community by that boy Zhong Jiamu, and now he asked me to drive it back in person."

Yang Xi gloated leisurely: "It was my own fault. I knew he would never come back once he left, yet I let him drive the car."

Thinking about Zhong Jiamu who was like a ghost reincarnated that day, even though Song Qin was depressed, he still felt that selling the car keys was the right choice under the circumstances.

Looking up and seeing the deserted Yang Xi, he couldn't help but approach him nonchalantly: "But this time Zhong Jiamu can get his wish, so I have to thank you very much."

Yang Xi gave him a sideways glance: "Nothing!"

Song Qin turned a blind eye with a shy face and a curious look on his face: "But I was surprised that you were so kind. Tsk tsk, when did you, Miss Su, know how to give up the beauty of adulthood?"

Yang Xi shook the wine glass in her hand, and the dark red liquid rippled in the glass. Her voice seemed to be murmuring like a memory: "Have you... ever seen Zhong Jiamu cry?"

Unexpectedly, when she saw Song Qin Ding there, her eyes almost fell down. She lowered her eyes. If someone said this to her today, she would definitely sneer at it. Zhong Jiamu should look careless, as if there was a

The invisible shield isolates all joy and sorrow.

However, it seems that the two words "Zhong Jiamu" can easily break through her aloofness and arrogance.

For Zhong Jiamu, there is such a Xi Changchang in this world.

After coming out of the bar that night, Zhong Jiamu was so drunk that he threw up while holding on to a tree on the side of the street. She bought mineral water from a small shop nearby. He rinsed his mouth and staggered for a few steps, but he couldn't stop himself.

The road is not stable.

She went over to help him, only to hear his voice slurred with a strong hint of alcohol, as if he hadn't woken up: "Call her."

Such a meaningless sentence, but she understood the moment she got his cell phone - the numbers he dialed hundreds of times all had the same name.

Have a smooth meal.

It felt like something was cracking in my chest, and it was so hollow that it passed through me like a draft.

She pressed the call button anyway, and after several busy tones, the system voice came: The number you dialed has been shut down.

The cold sound of the machine was particularly clear in the silent midnight.

Zhong Jiamu didn't seem to hear it. He took it with one hand, put it to his ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "I miss you."

She stood there, unable to move.

Xi Changchang had already left. She was the one who stood by the door that day and watched her face pale and stumble down the stairs as if she were running away.

She will never come back, and her mobile phone number has long been changed.

But think about the hundreds of dialed numbers on your cell phone.

How many times has Zhong Jiamu deceived himself so willingly?

She finally couldn't help it and yelled at him: "Zhong Jiamu, you are really worthless. If you really like her so much, go and chase her. Don't embarrass yourself by being a coward here!"

Zhong Jiamu was so drunk that he glanced at her a few times and suddenly laughed softly. He couldn't stop laughing, but the laughter made her want to cry. He finally stopped, his drunken eyes blurred.

Look at her: "I'm a coward, but she doesn't even want to look at me. How can I pursue her?"

When he said these words, he was calm and calm, not hurt or unwilling at all, as if he was just talking about it. But it was this calmness that frightened her. For a moment, she could only stare at him blankly.

After saying this, he seemed to be sober from drinking, and turned away hastily. However, the street lamp that stayed up all night still truly reflected the sparkle in his eyes.

Approximately tears.

For this possibility, she resolutely bought a ticket the next day to make up for her mistake.

Looking at Yang Xi who was lost in thought, Song Qin also said with some thoughtful silence: "I just don't know if your adult beauty this time will be counterproductive."

Yang Xi leisurely replied: "The result is obvious." From then on, the prince and princess lived happily.

Song Qin smiled and shook his head: "So you are still too young. How can it be so easy to stay together?"

Yang Xi asked: "Are you worried about Xi Changchang?"

Her submissive look, worrying about gains and losses, is indeed very unsettling.

Song Qin tapped his finger on the bar: "I'm worried about Zhong Jiamu."

Yang Xi sneered: "What does he have to worry about? It's not like you haven't seen him lose his mind before." Then he laughed at himself: "I thought he was the most heartless before, but I didn't expect that he has become one now.

Infatuated species."

Song Qin shook his head again: "It's just seeing him like this that makes me worried. He is so careful and there is no room for a grain of sand in his eyes. He is like a gambler who bets all his wealth. Sooner or later something will happen. But the Xiao family

People all have the same temperament, either they have their eyes set high above their heads, or they are dead-set, and they never know what is enough."

Yang Xi disagreed: "According to what you say, being affectionate is wrong?"

Song Qin thought about it and felt that he was too concerned, but he still defended himself with a thick face: "I am not making this up on my own, it is the eight words summed up by Jin Yong and Jin Daxia, strong people will be humiliated, and deep love will not last long. Tsk tsk,

Such philosophical words, I actually said it right away..." Another round of self-promotion began.

Yang Xi glanced at this uncle who felt so proud of himself, and couldn't help but mock coldly: "There are so many great theories, but it's a pity that there are so many theories that I haven't even given away my first love yet."

"Crash!" A certain uncle's glass heart was broken again. He looked up at the crystal ball on the dance floor at a 45-degree angle and burst into tears.

Yang Xi was used to turning a blind eye. She pushed the wine glass in front of her and stood up to go out. She only remembered when she reached the door and turned around and asked, "When will Zhong Jiamu come back?"

"Tomorrow's train will arrive the day after tomorrow." A tearful old man replied with a sad tone.

go home

When I bought the ticket, it was during the peak period when school started in the summer vacation. I couldn't even buy a sleeper berth, but only a hard seat. Fortunately, it was the first train from Y city, so I didn't have to be too crowded when I got on the train early. Both of us didn't have much stuff, so we finally got it.

It's much more relaxed.

As soon as she sat down in her seat, Xi Changchang's cell phone rang. It turned out to be Xi's mother. It was a cliché, telling her to be careful on the road, and finally it turned to her complaint that she didn't have to work hard alone.

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Xi Changchang comforted her somewhat helplessly: "Mom, I just haven't finished handing over the work, so I'll be back soon."

Mother Xi felt relieved and nagged her to take good care of herself and come back soon before hanging up the phone.

Putting down the phone, she saw Zhong Jiamu looking at her sideways: "Why don't you tell the truth?"

"What's the truth?" Although it seemed like she was going to the trouble, she did want to go to school to submit her file.

Zhong Jiamu had a bad smile on his face: "Tell her that we are actually returning the home as husband and wife."

Xi Changchang blushed: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Zhong Jiamu cried out: "This is what you promised yourself yesterday, and so many people on the road can testify." She raised her hand and said proudly: "Even if there is no witness now, having this here is considered conclusive evidence."

The ring he put on yesterday reflected soft light under the light. Xi Changchang was suddenly embarrassed and pretended to open the newspaper he just bought seriously: "I'm too lazy to mess around with you."

The entertainment section of the newspaper was full of news that Michelle Reis finally realized her dream of marrying into a wealthy family. From working the next day to the rules of the eight families, even the gossip was quite interesting. Xi Changchang, who was originally just a diversion, gradually became serious about it.

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"Smile." Zhong Jiamu's voice came to her ears, and she responded casually: "Yeah."

He called again: "Wife." She focused on the newspaper, but she agreed casually.

It took a while to react, and when she looked up, she saw that he was just looking at her from the side, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable: "What are you looking at?"

He took his time and said, "Look at my wife."

"Puch!" The person opposite couldn't help laughing. Xi Changchang was so embarrassed, ashamed and angry: "Stop it!"

Zhong Jiamu said solemnly and respectfully: "I respectfully respect my wife's will."

The laughter from the other side got even louder, and Xi Changchang wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

After a while, the train had started, with steady and regular vibrations that made Xi Changchang feel sleepy involuntarily.

She has always been particularly sleepy recently.

She shook her head and tried to cheer up. Zhong Jiamu held her in his arms: "If you want to sleep, just take a nap."

"No." Xi Changchang refused, her voice a little slurred: "I'm going to bed now, what should I do if I can't sleep at night?"

"Okay." Zhong Jiamu adjusted his position so that she could lean closer and be more comfortable: "You rest for a while, and I'll call you when you fall asleep."