The next day, Song Yingwan and Xie Ci rode to the commune to call home to announce the good news. They called Grandpa Xie and Grandma Xie first, and the call was connected after a while.
Grandpa Xie and Grandma Xie have been unable to sit still at home these days. Grandpa Xie has always been paying attention to this matter. He waits for news on the phone every day, and does not skip walking or playing chess.
The moment the phone rang, he rushed up and shouted, "Don't move, let me come."
Grandma Xie made a move and said disgustedly, "Here you go, give it to you."
Then he saw his two old legs flying so fast, and he couldn't help but said, "Slow down, the phone doesn't have long legs, so it can't run away."
Grandpa Xie ignored this and picked up the phone and put it to his ear. Before he could speak, a voice came from the other side, "Grandpa, it's me."
Grandpa Xie immediately scolded, "You bastard, you didn't know how to call home for so long."
He said helplessly, "Grandpa, I just received the admission notice yesterday, and we will send it to you today."
Grandpa Xie was stunned, "...Okay then."
He coughed lightly and asked again, "How did you go in the exam?"
The corners of Xie Ci's lips curved slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "It's okay."
Grandpa Xie said with a straight face, "If it's okay, it's okay. If it's not okay, it's not okay. What do you mean if it's okay?"
Xie Ci gently kneaded Song Yingwan's fingers with one hand and said calmly, "Wanwan and I have received the admission notice from Beijing University."
Grandpa Xie stood up suddenly and said in shock, "Beijing University?"
Grandma Xie was sitting nearby drinking tea. She heard the old man startled and said quickly, "What are you yelling about?"
Grandpa Xie smiled and rolled his eyes, "Xiao Ci said that he and Wanwan were both admitted to Beijing University."
Grandma Xie quickly grabbed the microphone and said softly, "Wanwan..."
After two phone calls, they talked for nearly an hour. Song Yingwan felt that her mouth was almost dry, and the muscles on her cheeks hurt from laughing. However, the family members on both sides were very happy after hearing the news, especially Zhang. Ru, she was crying as she spoke.
Song Yingwan comforted him for a while.
When the two of them were riding bicycles on the street, Song Yingwan looked at the familiar scene and suddenly felt reluctant to leave, and was about to say goodbye.
She leaned the side of her face on Xie Ci's upright back, and the constantly changing scrolls flowed in front of her eyes, like a silent movie, finally converging into the joy and sorrow of these years in her mind.
The next moment, a gentle voice brought her back to reality, "Wanwan, are you asleep?"
She curved her lips and smiled slightly, wrapping her hands around his waist, "No."
Seeing that there was no movement behind him, Xie Ci was afraid that she would fall down after falling asleep. Now that she heard the sound, she felt relieved and asked, "If you are really sleepy, just tell me and I will ride slower."
The wind was still very cold today, but Xie Ci covered her tightly, and even her hair was not messed up.
Song Yingwan closed her eyes and said softly, "I thought you asked me to go back and sleep again?"
Thank you and chuckled, "You can go back to sleep if you want, so I can stay with you."
After a pause, he added, "You can sleep with me now if you want."
Song Yingwan opened her eyes, tapping his back with her fingers, and said with a smile, "So that's what you had in mind."
Xie Ci lowered his head and looked at the hands wrapped in front of him, his eyebrows softened, "What should I do? I don't want to leave you for a moment."
Song Yingwan curled her fingers. After such a long time, she was still not used to such white words. Just when she thought she would not respond again, soft words came from behind her, "... .Then don’t leave.”
The curvature of his lips deepened and he said no more, but he chewed and recalled the response just now in his heart. It was the most beautiful love words he had ever heard.
That night, the captain came over to sit for a while after dinner. Most of them were congratulations. Song Yingwan and his thank-yous all listened to them one by one.
In Song Yingwan's impression, the captain was a pretty good person. He treated the villagers and educated youth impartially and would not do anything that would secretly harm the interests of the educated youth. In short, he was a good cadre.
Moreover, she also helped Song Yingwan, so she still respected the captain.
When the two of them were lying on the bed at night, Song Yingwan asked, "When are we leaving?"
The notice stated that school will start in March, and there is still more than a month left before registration and registration. There is not much time, so it is better to make plans early.
The thank you circled her slender waist, and kept rubbing her waist with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow we can pack things one by one. I will send back what I want to take away, and what I can't take away." You can sell it or give it away.”
Song Yingwan felt a little itchy and subconsciously wanted to step back while listening.
As soon as he made a move, Xie Ci hugged her tighter and looked down at her, "What are you hiding from?"
The girl pursed her lips and said innocently, "I didn't hide, it's a little itchy."
His lips suddenly raised an arc, with a playful expression in his eyebrows. He reached out and scratched her waist again, "Is it itchy?"
Song Yingwan shuddered. She couldn't stand being tickled by others. She had had this problem since she was a child. She didn't expect that it would still be the same here.
So she quickly held down his hand that was still on his waist and said softly, "Let's get down to business now--"
Changing the subject, he said, "Then I want to go back to Huaicheng first."
Xie Ci naturally noticed her reaction, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and then he followed her words as if nothing had happened and said, "Okay."
"If everything is almost packed in a few days, I'll ask someone to help me buy train tickets."
Song Yingwan's hand was still pressing his, and she nodded without saying a word. Later, he penetrated it along the seam of his fingers, and interlocked their fingers again.
Song Yingwan's eyelids drooped as they chatted. Xie Cijian didn't hear a response after talking for a long time. He looked down and couldn't help but chuckle. Then he adjusted his sleeping position and the two of them fell asleep hugging each other.
Have a good night's sleep.
A few days later, the admission notices were sent to everyone one after another. Yang Xue and Xu Lang also received them, and they successfully passed the examination in Beijing. Tang Xiaotang received them last. My good friends all got admitted to the university of their choice, but I didn’t receive it. I thought I didn’t get into it, so I hid in secret and cried several times.
As soon as I got the admission notice, I happily ran over to announce the good news, "Wanwan, Wanwan, you see I passed the exam and I can go to Beijing with you."
Song Yingwan smiled and said, "Are you happy now? Don't you cry anymore?"
Tang Xiaotang was stunned for a moment and said sheepishly, "How did you know?"
Yang Xue, who was following behind, glanced at her, "Your eyes were as red as a rabbit those days. Do you think anyone can't tell?"
Tang Xiaotang, "I thought I didn't pass the exam. Of course I felt uncomfortable."
Xu Lang also sweated for her and said with a smile, "Well now, we can be together again."
Tang Xiaotang held his face in his hands and said, "That's great."
