Jing Dong is very straight

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Tang Qiubai smiled apologetically and returned the pen.

Tang Qiubai turned his head to look at the other counters, one by one, and Tang Qiubai finally decided on the gift.

She chose a DIY handmade three-dimensional model of Xi'an Bell Tower for Qi Jingwan. The box was about the size of a whole hand, and it contained a three-dimensional model of the clock tower.

Similar to a miniature three-dimensional model of the clock tower, as a placed souvenir, it looks exquisite no matter it is viewed from a close view or from a distance.

Then, in order not to make Jing Shuyun feel special, Tang Qiubai picked out a box of hand-painted postcards from among the postcards she gave to her colleagues.

After the selection of gifts was over, Tang Qiubai was about to leave, but suddenly felt a bit of reluctance in his heart. He turned his head and looked at the previous pen counter, where he could vaguely see the faint light of the black gold sand pen body.

Tang Qiu frowned slightly, thought for a while, then sighed softly, and walked back.

"Hello, please help me wrap this pen." The fingertips were lowered, but the pointing was very clear, and Tang Qiubai had a slight smile on his face.

Coming out of the memorial hall, Tang Qiubai carefully put the gift in his bag and went to other scenic spots.

……

Tang Qiubai posted on Weibo in the middle of the night, and habitually clicked in to pay special attention. There was still no new news in California, and it seemed that staying up late that day was just an accident.

Tang Qiubai clicked into her private message, "I'm in Xi'an!"

What Tang Qiubai didn't expect was that California happened to be online.

"Well, how do you feel?"

Tang Qiubai tilted his head, recalling the scenic spots and streets and alleys he had visited in the past few days, "Very good, I quite like this city."

"Well, the history is strong, and the rhythm is slow."

"That's right! I think so too!" Tang Qiubai agreed.

"By the way, let me ask you something."

"Okay, you ask."

Tang Qiubai got up to get the mineral water on the table in the distance, turned back to drink the water and looked down at the screen, waiting for the moment to read the words clearly, Tang Qiubai was caught off guard, and the water he drank from his mouth spurted out again.

"Have you ever been in love?"

"No." Tang Qiubai hurriedly wiped the phone case with a tissue.

"Then what would happen if a friend of yours who had a good relationship suddenly confessed to you?"

Tang Qiubai was slightly startled when he saw this sentence, and when he thought of her confession with Jing Shuyun, he felt a little bored again.

She especially wanted to say from her own point of view, yes.

But she couldn't do it. Tang Qiubai adjusted his emotions and thought carefully, "Let's see if you like it or not."

After a while there, Tang Qiubai cut out and checked the trending searches for a while, before California replied:

"I do not know either."

I don't know, is it because I still don't know what I mean?Tang Qiubai thought for a while, and asked another way: "Then what do you think of him?"

It was a long time interval again, and California sent a long message.

"A person with outstanding work ability, excellent, sincere and gentle. I don't have many friends, so I'm actually quite surprised that she can be friends with me, and what's even more surprising is that she likes me."

California is completely different from him who was less talkative before, and he used "she".

Is it true that California is male?

Tang Qiubai looked at his words and was silent for a moment before replying, "Because in her eyes, you are worth it."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, so you don't have any feelings for her?" Tang Qiubai asked again.

"We were indeed friends at first, but because of her confession these days, her communication with me has become less and less. Sometimes I see her communicating with others, and I can't tell if it's my desire to monopolize my friend or what."

Tang Qiubai also had a difficult time, "Ah, then this is indeed a bit tricky."

In the quiet room, there was only a small desk lamp on the head of the bed. The faint light prevented the whole room from being completely plunged into darkness. The light reflected on the half of the face of the man leaning against the head of the bed, as if sighing, slowly Slowly, he turned on the blackened phone again.

She lightly tapped the screen with her fingertips, "Well, I'm thinking about it. I'm sorry to bother you for so long, it's late, go to bed early."

Then on the chat screen, there was a quick reply from the other party: "It's okay, you should go to bed earlier."

She flicked the screen aimlessly again, and after a while, she happened to click on the following page, and suddenly a new Weibo was refreshed.

@白白白: Good night. [picture]

When her eyes were looking at the photo with the picture below, they suddenly opened wide, her fingers hung in mid-air, and there was a moment of stillness.

It was a photo taken from a distance of going up the city tower under the lights. In the dark night, it was more like putting a dazzling new dress on the solemn city tower, dazzling and shining.

Jing Shuyun remembered that this photo was sent to Qi Jingwan by Tang Qiubai before.

Chapter 34

On the last day in Xi'an, Tang Qiubai slept late, and when she got up and opened the curtains, the dazzling sunlight came in from outside, she narrowed her eyes slightly to adapt to the light.

Tang Qiubai reached for the mobile phone on the bedside cabinet, and the screen displayed the received WeChat message.

Yi Xiaoxia: "Baibai, what time will your plane arrive in the afternoon! I'll pick you up!"

"03:30." Tang Qiubai replied.

Coincidentally, Xia Sen's news also flashed in, "Master, how long are you coming back!"