I don't know when a song became popular in the class, the fruit of midsummer, to be exact, the whole school, because when class ended, girls could be seen huddled together to hum this song, and sometimes they could hear it on the way to the cafeteria, and the melody was so beautiful that even a musical idiot like me could hum two sentences along with it.

One day, Song Junxi heard me humming the song while doing the title and asked with a smile, "What, you like to listen to it too?"

"I like it, but I don't know what this song is called, do you know? I just listened to Li Lan sing it often, and I learned a few words along with it!"

"The fruit of midsummer!" Song Junxi's voice was very good.

"The fruit of midsummer? The title of this song seems to say that I was born in summer, and my father named me Xia Xia, and I am also the fruit of summer!" I said to myself.

Song Junxi should have heard it too, and laughed: "You can promote yourself!"

In the afternoon, during recess, Song Junxi suddenly stuffed a headset into my ear, and after a few seconds, the song in it, I think the melody is very familiar, listen carefully, it is the fruit of midsummer, to be honest, it is much better than Li Lan's singing, after listening to the original version, I like this song more.

A faint sadness, at that age when he didn't know how to love, hummed a little pretentiously, telling that he couldn't be counted as sad sadness.

After that day, Song Junxi simply put his CD player on me, and I would listen to it when I was fine, but I learned several songs, and I liked the lyrics of a few songs very much, so I followed Li Lan's example and copied the lyrics.

Then he copied more and more, and later Song Junxi found out, first laughed at me, and sometimes copied his favorite lyrics on it.

On Labor Day, the school had a week's holiday, and in the cheers of the students, they packed their schoolbags and went home excitedly, and there has been no such a happy holiday for a long time.

After such a long vacation, I must go home.

Song Junxi usually doesn't talk to me much at home, and in the morning, I still get up early, in order to reduce my mother's burden and not to dislike the Song family.

I washed the rags, wiped the floor first, and finally wiped the staircase handrails clean, and Aunt Yao came down from upstairs: "Xia Xia is such a well-behaved child!"

I smiled and nodded, and said politely, "Aunt Yao is early!"

"Morning!" Aunt Yao went downstairs, and I continued to wipe my handrails, and there was only one layer left.

Then all that's left is to clean the owner's bedroom.

"Who told you to do this!" Song Junxi's cold voice sounded behind me, and I was squatting there wiping the dust between the armrests.

"I'm going to do it myself!" I explained hurriedly, for fear that he would think it was my mother trying to be lazy.

"You don't have to do these things, go back to your room!" Song Junxi snatched the rag from my hand.

"You give it to me, I don't want to eat and drink here for nothing! Do something, I feel more comfortable!" I snatched the rag back.

"Who said that you ate and drank for nothing, and you don't need to do these things in the future!" Song Junxi said as he prepared to take away the rag in my hand, I dodged and stepped on the air all of a sudden, Song Junxi quickly pulled, and I fell into his arms steadily.

Song Junxi suddenly let go of me, and even kicked over the basin of water where I was washing rags: "How can you get it, if you get the water on the ground, will you do things!"

I was amazed by Song Junxi's change of face, and I didn't know what was wrong with him, he was domineering and didn't let me do this just now, and now what's the matter, I looked at him puzzled.

Aunt Yao's voice came: "Junxi!"