CRUSH (So I Love You Very Much)

Crush Chapter 6

The hand is ready to go down the stairs.

    Seeing this, Sang Wuyan asked again: "Where are you going? Do you need help?"
    As soon as the words were spoken, she regretted a little, and she had no intention of showing mercy.

    He turned around for the second time, then she groaned slightly, and said slowly: "I seem to have seen you on the radio."
 "In the elevator." Sang Wuyan added.

    At that time, she kindly said "Need help?" The same five words.

    Fortunately, he has a good memory, Sang Wuyan thought with pleasure.

    "I'm a new intern, called Sang Wuyan, where's Teacher Su?"

    "Su Nian Qin."

    "Nian Qing?" Sang Wuyan was surprised, so she repeated it again.

    "No, it's the quilt." Su Nian Qin corrected her pronunciation.

    She is a southerner, and she used to make some ambiguities in the front and back nasal sounds, and because of this, her programs are often brushed down by the director. Now, she can say it, but she still can't hear it.

    Su Nian Qin seemed to feel her dazedness, so he added: "Jinyi, quilt."

    Jinyi, quilt?

    Sang Wuyan smiled embarrassedly, her language is not good, and she doesn't recognize what is today's clothing, but she is too embarrassed to ask again, so as not to appear uneducated, she has to pretend to understand.

    In the evening, when Sang Wuyan was memorizing vocabulary at home, she suddenly thought of his name. She hadn't looked through the Chinese dictionary for a long time, and it took a while to find it in a list of homophones, Jinyi, Zhu.

    She saw the comment, which turned out to be a quilt.

    "Nian Qin? It must have been because his family was very poor when he was young, and there was no quilt." Cheng Yin analyzed boredly from the side.

    "What if you choose your name when you are born?" Sang Wuyan retorted.

    "That's because his parents were poor before they got married. Chinese parents love to put hope in their children's names." Cheng Yin continued her boredom.

    Sang Wuyan finally surrendered and stopped discussing such issues with this cold-watering woman.

    Su Nian Qin.

    Sang Wuyan was lying on the sofa holding a dictionary and muttering these three words silently, recalling the scene of him talking to her during the day, and couldn't help but smile.

    A man's Mandarin speaks well, but he has a little accent on certain fixed words, such as the word "衾". He will slightly raise the original flat ending. He should be a local, because the people of City A will blur a sound in Mandarin into two or three.

    "Wuyan." Cheng Yin interrupted her thoughts.

    "Huh?"

    "Hurry up and wipe your mouth, the saliva is about to drain out of joy." Cheng Yin said and handed her a paper towel decently.

    "..."

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     In the second week, Sang Wuyan helped a student hand in the form and went to the elementary school again. When she first arrived at the office of Director Wang of the Academic Affairs Office, she happened to ran into him going to class.