Genius Girlfriend

The phone was getting hot. Lin Zhixia held the phone case tightly and said softly: "Saturday at eight o'clock in the morning, at the school gate, you can see or leave."

Jiang Yubai responded: "See you on Saturday."

Lin Zhixia suddenly remembered that when she and Jiang Yubai were at the same table, they often said to each other "See you tomorrow"-that was a matter of years ago, and she missed it in her heart.

On Saturday morning, there was a light rain.

Although the rain was small, the wind was strong, Lin Zhixia ran to the school gate quickly and saw Jiang Yubai at a glance. Jiang Yubai held a black umbrella, slender fingers wrapped around the handle of the umbrella, it looked clean and spotless, even if the water mist soaked his clothes, he was still a dazzling scenery in the rain.

Lin Zhixia happily shouted: "Good morning!"

"Good morning." Jiang Yubai raised the edge of the umbrella slightly after greeting her.

Lin Zhixia understood what he meant. She slipped under his umbrella and said, "Jiang Yubai, I feel you are getting more and more mature."

Lin Zhixia thought he would say "thank you", but he did not say anything. He just turned his head to look at her, and she immediately asked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

He explained: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

What he said is reasonable.

Lin Zhixia took a step forward, and the diagonally flying rain silk rubbed the umbrella surface and drew it across her sleeve. The umbrella in Jiang Yubai's hand was tilted towards her-she noticed this. She held his wrist unscrupulously and turned it slightly so that the umbrella handle stood upright in his palm.

"You..." He only said one word.

Lin Zhixia helped him complete: "Can't I touch your hand?"

"Nothing like that," Jiang Yubai said frankly, "Of course you can touch it."

Having said that, his movements are still very reserved. He would not take the initiative to approach Lin Zhixia, always keeping a distance from her intentionally or unintentionally. He is polite, clean and arrogant, and he can't play with him. Compared with his nine years old, Jiang Yubai is much more complicated and difficult to understand now.

Jiang Yubai aroused Lin Zhixia's curiosity.

After the two got on the car, Lin Zhixia hugged a soft pillow with his left hand, and put an index finger out of his right hand, and the fingertips placed the back of Jiang Yubai's hand.

Jiang Yubai clenched his fists, the joints at the peak of the fist were abrupt. Lin Zhixia fumbled along the raised joints of Jiang Yubai, and her fingers wrapped around the back of his hand and touched an obvious blue vein.

She stared at his hand intently, slowly pressing the veins, releasing and pressing it, like a kitten teasing a mouse.

Jiang Yubai said nothing. He turned his left hand, palm facing up.

Lin Zhixia suddenly asked: "Do you remember that in the elementary school class, our classmates like to read palmistry and give fortune-telling?"

"Remember," Jiang Yubai described, "The monitor often said that there are career lines, marriage lines, and life lines in the palm of his hand."

Lin Zhixia said softly: "Now I want to show you palmistry, please call me, Master Lin."

Jiang Yubai is very cooperative: "Master Lin."

Lin Zhixia drew a circle in his palm. He gathered his five fingers, as if grabbing a virtual object in the void: "Are you counting career, marriage, or life?"

Lin Zhixia laughed: "Which one do you want to hear the most?"

Jiang Yubai said truthfully: "Career."

Lin Zhixia made a look of thinking. She touched a striped road in his palm, moved her fingertips up to the roots of his fingers, lightly and cleverly clicked, and then said: "Prosperity is prosperous, career is prosperous, prosperous, and wealthy."

"Thank you Master for your guidance." Jiang Yubai accepted his verdict politely.

Lin Zhixia is very happy: "I acted like it, right?"

Jiang Yubai suddenly turned around and grabbed her hand: "Master Lin, can you trouble you to count me life and marriage again? I don't know much, I haven't asked someone to count it."

Lin Zhixia’s favorite game in life is role-playing. Jiang Yubai played well with her every time. The two of them played with her since childhood, especially in the Chinese and history classes in junior high school. They almost used the famous sections in the textbook. Played it all over.

However, never once did Jiang Yubai hold her wrist as he does now. She sat still, as if there was a lake in her heart, rippling round after round of ripples, and Jiang Yubai's shadow gradually appeared in the overlapping water ripples.

She didn't want to be shy at this time. She maintained a calm tone: "Okay, let me count your life... Yes, good fortune and longevity, good fortune in the East China Sea, and longevity in Nanshan."

Jiang Yubai laughed extremely weakly: "Why do you only speak good things?"

Lin Zhixia stubbornly said: "I only tell the truth." Then he provoked him: "Are you questioning my strength? The Lotus Sutra says that all sentient beings have the wisdom and virtue of the Tathagata..."

Before Lin Zhixia finished speaking, Jiang Yubai approached her an inch away. She was inexplicably afraid to look at his eyes, her gaze shifted down quickly and stayed on his collarbone. He can't wait to tie the buttons to the top when he wears clothes on weekdays, and maintains a serious, dignified and conservative dressing style all year round. But after he turned fifteen, his character relaxed a little.

Lin Zhixia thought from the heart that Jiang Yubai and her brother should have quite a common language and could quite talk together. In the future, if there is a chance, she will try to mend the relationship between Jiang Yubai and Lin Zeqiu.

Lin Zhixia was thinking wildly, and Jiang Yubai reminded her: "You haven't counted marriage yet."

As soon as the words were spoken, Jiang Yubai felt a little abrupt. He just wanted to know how Lin Zhixia would predict, after all, it was a long time later. He was riding on the armrest of the seat, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered Li Bai's "Chang Gan Xing". That poem was the source of the term "green plum and bamboo horse". The poem wrote: "Lang rides on a bamboo horse. Round the bed and get green plums. Living together in Changganli, the two little ones have no suspicion. Fourteen is a gentleman, and I have not tasted the shame..."

He stepped back to the corner of the seat.

The distance between him and Lin Zhixia was further.

This made Lin Zhixia want to stop.

Just ask, why is Jiang Yubai so close and far away from her?

What is in Jiang Yubai's mind?

When Jiang Yubai plays games with her, how can he cooperate?

The above three questions are all within the scope of Lin Zhixia's research.

Lin Zhixia said with interest: "I will also count as a marriage! I have met your uncle's wife. You must be similar to your uncle in the future, and you will have a beautiful and lovely wife. Your husband and wife are harmonious, your family business is prosperous, and your life is happy. "

Jiang Yubai wondered silently in her heart, can she imagine him developing a family relationship with another girl? She doesn't seem to mind at all.

Jiang Yubai couldn't help feeling that his way forward was unpredictable.

Seeing his complex expression, Lin Zhixia immediately asked: "Do you have any requirements for your future girlfriend?"

Jiang Yubai said in a vaguely tortuous manner: "Can you figure it out, where will I meet her?"

"I don't know about this," Lin Zhixia pretended to be profound, "you must grasp your fate."

Jiang Yubai remained silent.

Lin Zhixia consciously tested him: "In a few months, you are going to study abroad, maybe you will be in Cambridge..."

"No." Jiang Yubai said with all determination.

The car slowed down and stopped on a long road in front of a mansion.

The rain covered the sky, swallowing clouds and fertile days, and there was no sign of decline. Jiang Yubai held up an umbrella and got out of the car first. He raised the umbrella and stood by the car. When Lin Zhixia came, he covered her tightly. The mist filled her eyes, he just said : "It's a bit cold today, what would you like to eat?"

"Shrimp dumplings." Lin Zhixia replied.

The housekeeper opened the front door for them, and Jiang Yubai handed the umbrella to the housekeeper. It is still raining outside, the wind is rustling, and the interior is warm and tidy, creating an extremely comfortable environment.

Jiang Yubai took Lin Zhixia upstairs. They seemed to be going to accomplish a major event, and they were moving very fast. Lin Zhixia asked him: "Have you ever picked skirts for other girls?"

"Never," Jiang Yubai said, "you are the first."

"Is it the last one?" Lin Zhixia asked again.

Jiang Yubai seemed to have a glimpse of her thoughts. She was not as indifferent to their future as he thought. His tense heartstring relaxed a little, and said warmly: "Yes."

Lin Zhixia was led by Jiang Yu into a spacious room. A designer in her thirties and her female assistant stood in the middle of the house.

The designer greeted Jiang Yubai and Lin Zhixia separately, with a very gentle attitude, and opened an atlas for them and invited them to choose the type of skirt they liked. The designer's sister said that any style can be further improved in accordance with Lin Zhixia's requirements.

Lin Zhixia opened the album and watched it silently. She even looked at a dozen skirts and exclaimed: "So beautiful."

In her photo, a burgundy dress with a V-neck waist and a draped hem, has a chic beauty of ancient Greece. She stared for a long time, Jiang Yubai suggested that she don't hesitate to pick out the skirt she likes, and he bought it all at once.

Lin Zhixia concealed her shock. She pointed to the red dress: "This one is enough, do you think it looks good?"

Jiang Yubai praised: "It looks good."

Lin Zhixia opened another album and began to choose shoes. Only then did she know that there are really crystal shoes in this world, real crystal shoes, but she is not interested in Cinderella's fairy tales. She remembered that Cinderella was named "Sandulina". If she were to write fairy tales for her, she would make Cinderella a generation queen and establish herself as "Sandulina I", leading the nation to create a brilliant industrial revolution.

She turned over the page of crystal shoes and chose a pair of black high heels with a bow. The heel was about 4cm, which was not very high, which she could accept.

Lin Zhixia returned the album to the designer sister. That sister and her assistant took Lin Zhixia to another small room and used a cloth ruler to measure various sizes. Lin Zhixia chatted with them and asked them about the content of their daily work, whether it was hard or not, they answered Lin Zhixia's questions patiently, and the whole conversation was very relaxed and happy.

The designer's sister left a business card. She said that after the clothes and shoes are ready, they will send someone to pack everything to the door. Since the clothes are handmade and customized, the tailor will have to take about nine weeks.

Nine weeks.

Lin Zhixia calculated it in her heart. Nine weeks later, Jiang Yubai's prom will begin, and her sophomore life in college will come to an end.

The prom, as the name suggests, is to dance.

Lin Zhixia knows nothing about dance.

Lin Zhixia's university also held various dance parties, but Lin Zhixia never went. She is addicted to learning and the laboratory. When she has free time, she rarely goes out to socialize, preferring to run with her roommate Feng Yuan on the school playground. They have to run four or five times a week, each run at least two kilometers, all these efforts are for the college sports exam results.

Yes, Lin Zhixia can run 800 meters without stopping, and she can do sit-ups without interruption, but she never skips a dance. Jiang Yubai told Lin Zhixia that their school had chosen the waltz and they needed everyone to practice consciously. Of course, it didn't matter if they didn't practice. Jiang Yubai didn't know much about music and dance steps.

Lin Zhixia doubted his statement.

However, Jiang Yubai did arouse Lin Zhixia's interest in dancing.

She always likes to explore the unknown.

In order to make time to practice the waltz, Lin Zhixia decided to solve the work of the "software engineering" team earlier.

The front end and the underlying architecture of the software have been completed-these tasks have cost Lin Zhixia a lot of time. Lin Zhixia recorded the current results and sent them to the teaching assistant. The senior appreciated Lin Zhixia's programming skills. He also said that maybe the school is willing to buy this software and promote it to the entire Beijing university circle.

Lin Zhixia became excited when he heard that the software could be sold.