your view my city

This year's winter was warm, and it was rare to get warm again this day. Fu Jingcheng and Qian Xian went to the park after school.

There are people in both families, so the date location can only be chosen outside.In addition, Fu Jingcheng has been obsessed with photography recently, basically carrying the camera on his back every day, clicking on Qian Xian from time to time...

After reading some books on theoretical knowledge and the guidance of seniors in the association, Fu Jingcheng's technology has advanced by leaps and bounds.

Qian Xian is not at all willing to be her model, for her it is really shameful to pose for someone to shoot.

The sun was shining brightly, so Fu Jingcheng took a picture of the dead tree branch, causing Qian Xian to stare blankly.

After taking pictures for a while, Qian Xian cried out that she was tired, and the two went to the corridor to sit down.

Qian Xian leaned against Fu Jingcheng's arms, a little sleepy.The afternoon sun shone through the bare trees, warm and serene.

Qian Xian stretched out her hand to block the sun, and suddenly felt that such an environment was very suitable for recalling something...

"Let's talk about our childhood."

"Well, what did you think of?"

Qian Xian fell into memory, searching for all kinds of little things in memory.

"Hmm... When I was in the third grade of elementary school, in an art class, the teacher taught us to draw hair."

"I don't remember whose hair I drew that was sitting in front of me, but I remember the boy I liked sitting behind me and he drew my hair." Qian Xian said slowly : "Although it was a mess, I am still very happy. I stayed in his painting."

"The boy you like?" Fu Jingcheng grasped the important information.

"Oh, you, aren't you jealous?" Qian Xian turned around and pinched Fu Jingcheng's face.

"Does he like you?"

Qian Xian shook her head: "He likes to study well, the kind that elementary school students like. In comparison, we are so superficial!"

Fu Jingcheng rubbed his chin and thought, "I'm superficial, but you still pay attention to connotation."

Qian Xian's face darkened: "You think I can't hear you scolding me?"

Fu Jingcheng smiled and changed the subject: "What happened afterwards?"

"Later...the hair line I painted was the best, and was taken away by the teacher. I was sad for a long time, and I didn't take it home to show my parents. I drew a lot of hair after that, but none of them had the first hair. Zhang satisfied me." Qian Xian still feels a little bit lost when she thinks about it now.

Fu Jingcheng hugged her tightly and didn't speak.

The next day, as soon as Qian Xian arrived in the classroom, Shan Liu took Qian Xian to buy breakfast.

"I've had breakfast."

"But I didn't!" Shan Liu gobbled it up.

"You just let me sit here and watch you eat?" Qian Xian was depressed.

"How could it be! I have something to share with you." Shan Liu smiled eagerly.

"What's wrong with you, who do you like again?" Qian Xian yawned.

"I'll go! You know?" Shan Liu was obviously frightened.

"No way, are you really in love with someone else again? A man or a woman?" Qian Xian asked subconsciously, only to realize how wrong this was.

"Nonsense, of course it's a man." Shan Liu rolled his eyes, and Qian Xian also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Who?"

"You also know..." Shan Liu suddenly became coy.

Qian Xian regained her energy and waited for her to speak with her face propped up.

"It's Old Zhang..."

"Ah?" Qian Xian was shocked, if she remembered correctly: "Your coach?"

"That's right." Shan Liu answered and buried her head in eating breakfast, Ren Qianxian was shocked and ignored her.

The phone in her pocket vibrated, and Qian Xian took it out to see that it was news from Fu Jingcheng.

——I went to the basketball hall and put something in your cabinet, remember to read it.

Qian Xian was puzzled, but still replied "OK".

"Don't you need to go to the basketball court?" asked Shan Liu.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, she blushed again and lowered her head: "Well... I don't want to go."

"How old is your coach?"

"He, he's only a little over 30."

"That's okay..." Qian Xian nodded, and immediately realized: "No, I mean..."

"I don't want to hear it, it's so annoying!" Shan Liu rubbed her hair suddenly, then stood up, and said to Qian Xian, "Go back to the classroom."

Qian Xian didn't know what to say, and followed her back to Building No. [-].

There is a wall of lattice lockers in the back row of the classroom. Qian Xian walked to her own locker and opened it.

Inside were her coat and books that she didn't use often. She flipped through it and took out a piece of cardboard the size of a palm, on which she painted herself in gouache while reading a book.

The outlines of the eyebrows and eyes are so similar, Qian Xian remembered that she said yesterday that she was very happy to stay in the painting of the person she likes...

Touching the card, afraid of getting it dirty.Put it away carefully, Qian Xian smiled happily.

Fu Jingcheng came back just after class, Qian Xian blinked at her: "You won't stay up late last night to draw, will you?"

"No, I draw very fast." Fu Jingcheng touched the top of Qian Xian's head, the hair was so soft that she couldn't put it down, and asked again: "Do you like it?"

"Hmm! It's very beautiful."

"Is it better to look good in people or in pictures?"

"I look good."

Both laughed.

Shan Liu watched the two of them happily, and silently stared at them resentfully.Qian Xian came to her senses and gave Fu Jingcheng a wink.

Fu Jingcheng was puzzled, and asked Shan Liu, "Why didn't you go to the meeting, and Lao Zhang asked you."

Qian Xian coughed and patted Fu Jingcheng.Stealthly glanced at Shan Liu, her expression became indescribable.

"Ah, I went to have breakfast, he... what did he ask me?" Shan Liu was shy, and started asking again before Fu Jingcheng could answer.

Mouth: "No, no, don't say it, I don't want to know."

The three were silent.

Shan Liu struggled for a while and then said, "You better tell me... No! I don't want to hear it!"

Fu Jingcheng looked at her like he was looking at a brainless creature. Qian Xian blinked and signaled her: You know what's going on.

Fu Jingcheng ignored Shan Liu's personal theater and said, "You will be the substitute for the game next week in the city."

"...What else?" Shan Liu looked up in astonishment.

"And..." Fu Jingcheng elongated his voice and rolled his eyes: "Next time you train twice."

"that's it?"

"Sundai, you didn't let him know that you liked him. Of course, his attitude towards you is the same as usual."

"Qianqian, how did you say it!" Shan Liu was furious, and peeked at Fu Jingcheng.

"I saw it myself." Fu Jingcheng wanted to roll his eyes.

"Is it so obvious? Is it so obvious! I can't go to training after it's over, and I won't go again!"

Qian Xian sighed, Shan Liu's love this time is a little too crazy...

"By the way, I've never seen you wearing the headband I gave you!" Qian Xian heard about the competition and thought of the birthday present she gave Fu Jingcheng.

"I will wear it this time."

"Best."

Fu Jingcheng smiled.

"Then can I go and see?"

"You have to go to class."

"Humph!"

The first snow came relatively late this year, and Qian Xian suddenly wanted to go to the pedestrian street.

A large scarf was wrapped around her neck a few times, Qian Xian only showed her eyes.Fu Jingcheng took Qian Xian's hand and put it in his pocket.

The most famous pedestrian street in City H is not far from Linshui High School. The two walked hand in hand on the uneven brick road. It felt like falling in love!

Qian Xian looked down at their shoes as they walked. She was wearing long boots, and Fu Jingcheng was wearing black short boots. Pencil pants wrapped her slender legs...

"Are you wearing long johns?" Qian Xian's voice came out from behind the scarf, sounding muffled.

"No, no wonder, it's so cold." Fu Jingcheng suddenly realized.

Qian Xian's smiling eyes curled up: "Your mother won't even nag you?"

"I guess she forgot."

"Your mother is confused?"

Fu Jingcheng stopped, as if thinking of something, Qian Xian also stopped and looked up at her.

"You haven't met my parents yet." Qian Xian heard her say this, and reacted for a while without looking away.

"Well……"

"I'll take you home to see me when I have time." Fu Jingcheng said to himself and nodded.

"See, meet the parents?" Qian Xian blushed at a loss, "No, I'm scared!"

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you feel nervous when you saw Fu Fu?"

"How can my cousin be the same, your parents are elders!" Qian Xian became flustered, forgetting about this matter before she even said a word.

"You're already called cousin, why don't you just call your parents when you don't meet?" Fu Jingcheng continued to scare her.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

There are many shops on both sides of the pedestrian street. The two entered the room. Qian Xian took off her scarf and thought that there was a game hall on the third floor.

"Let's go to the game hall!" Qian Xian pulled Fu Jingcheng's sleeve and ran to the elevator.

"When I was in elementary school, my dad always brought me here to play games, and his game currency could not be used up every time." Qian Xian was a little excited, she hadn't been here for a long time.

"I remember always bumping into my classmates, and when I saw them, I would tell the teacher. They were so annoying."

Fu Jingcheng chuckled, and let Qian Xian pull her sleeve: "I can fully imagine what you were like when you were a child."

Qian Xian glanced at her, thinking that she would not say anything good.

"A good boy who doesn't do his job properly, doesn't seek to make progress, and doesn't think about making progress." Fu Jingcheng said with a smile.

"I knew it!" Qian Xian bit her angrily, and rushed forward to lightly impress Fu Jingcheng's teeth on her chin.

After entering the game hall, Qian Xian wandered around and found that the things she liked to play when she was a child are no longer interested, so she dragged Fu Jingcheng to the counter to see the prizes.

"Do you like that bear?" Fu Jingcheng pointed to the two-meter-tall bear placed in the most conspicuous position.

Qian Xian was dumbfounded: "Do you want to give it to me?"

"I'll do my best." Fu Jingcheng replied with a smile and went to buy game coins.

Qian Xian followed her to the shooting machine area. Fu Jingcheng threw a lot of game coins at once and pressed start.

Awesome!Qian Xian's fan girl smiled silly while taking pictures.

After a few rounds, Fu Jingcheng glanced at the tickets on the ground and said to himself, "It seems a bit slow."

"Do you know, I actually have rhinitis." Qian Xian said suddenly.

"Huh? So?"

"I don't even have stuffed animals in my room, remember?"

Fu Jingcheng really thought about it seriously, Qian Xian laughed and said, "Let's change to something else."

In the end, the two exchanged for... a mini rice cooker.

Fu Jingcheng was carrying the rice cooker box, wondering what he was thinking...

Qian Xian was also silent for a while, always feeling that something is wrong!

The author has something to say:

I really want to go to the game hall...