Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

When the boy was standing at the bus stop and waiting for the bus, his eyes were still focused on the glowing phone screen, his brows were slightly furrowed, making it impossible to see what he was thinking right now.

first date -

He couldn't believe it when the phrase "Firstdate" popped into his head.However, in the next second, he immediately adapted to the new identity of boyfriend, and the pink bubble seemed to pass through his body and shoot straight into the sky.

It seems that this sentence is true, there will be stories when you take the initiative.

Peter racked his brains to plan the date, and Ned complained that he didn't try so hard when he went to the quiz.

Leaving aside the teasing from his good friend, the boy thought of this, and he couldn't help but click on the memo on his phone.

The top entry was last edited last night.

God knows, he used several different apps to check out all the top rated dating spots in NYC.He made sure everything about the route and time planning was safe before going to sleep.Because of the era of big data, no matter what app he clicks on now, it will push him news about dating.

But these are not important, what really matters is now——

First date at the skating rink.

When Qinghe got to the bus stop, he saw Peter standing there waiting for a long time.

She didn't say hello in advance, but chose to approach quietly, planning to give him a big surprise when she got in close contact.

The girl thought so, and she approached on tiptoe, making sure that her shoes fell to the ground without making any noise.She also made a special detour to the back of the bus platform, and slowly walked behind the boy from there.

Qing He just wanted to make a move to scare him, but she didn't expect the other party to turn around, as if she had expected it, making her in a dilemma.

But Peter's bright voice couldn't hide his joy at the moment. He said, "You're finally here—oh!" He softly said a new ambiguous and intimate name, darling, and the distance between the two sides suddenly approached. It's very close.

Peter asked again with some uncertainty: "Can I call you Darling?"

But before he could answer, the No. 14 bus came, and Qinghe's sudden holding of his hand became the strongest agreement.

Peter couldn't help but secretly stared at the place where the two of them were holding hands. It turned out that it was a girl's hand...so soft.

Peter swiped his card and randomly found a seat on the bus, and the two of them sat in the back row of the bus together.

Qinghe sat in the seat closer to the window. The window was not closed tightly, so as the bus started to move, a gust of wind squeezed in through the gap of the window and brushed against her soft cheeks.

"Would you like to listen?" The girl seemed to feel the inexplicable restraint of him beside him because of the new relationship, she understood, and handed him the other earphone.

So Peter heard a clear female voice with unique charm slowly flowing out of an earphone he was wearing and flowing into his heart.

The lyrics are "You left meno choice but to stay here forever". *

It was the first time for Qinghe to come to the skating rink.

When you step into a strange place for the first time, you always have some imagination about it in your mind.

Qinghe put on the gloves herself, and after checking that there was nothing missing from her whole body, she followed Peter in.

Although he had already done exercises to relax his limbs a while ago, when the project really started, Qinghe still felt a little nervous and out of breath.

She didn't start right away, but pulled Peter's sleeve to keep her balance, and silently leaned against a corner where there were fewer people.

... So how do these people move freely on the ice with the inner blade of the skates under their feet and occasionally make a few beautiful moves? !

What's more, even a little kid with a big bean looks like he can do a job with ease on the ice alone.

Qinghe stood aside and watched silently for a long time. This sport did not remove the veil of mystery in her eyes, but it became more... even more magical.

She heard Peter beside her suggest, "I wonder if you want to watch me skate?"

Qinghe looked at him and readily agreed, "Okay, I think you must be good at skating!"

But before Peter took a step forward, the girl subconsciously pulled the corner of his sleeve tightly.Peter lowered his head and looked at his sleeve in some doubts, and he heard the girl say again: "I won't fall, will I?"

The boy's eyes fell back on her face, "Of course not! Just hold on to the railing next to you. Besides——"

"If you're going to fall, I'll feel it right away. No matter where I am or how far away I am, I'll be right by your side."

Peter's smile was as bright as the dawn, and he grabbed the girl's hand and brought her to the railing next to her.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. Peter seems to be able to do everything well. He circled the ice surface repeatedly quickly and smoothly, and his minimalist but beautiful skills attracted passers-by to stop and watch frequently.

Qinghe was stunned, and she couldn't help applauding slightly when Peter finished.

The undisguised admiration in the girl's eyes at this moment made Peter feel happy, and at the same time, a faint embarrassment burst out of his heart at this moment.He came to her side.

Then Qinghe sadly began to learn how to skate.

This process is similar to learning a bicycle, and the hand that Peter has been letting her hold is the auxiliary wheel of the bicycle.

"In fact, it's normal to fall down. As long as you have a good posture, you won't get hurt." Peter may be explaining the precautions to her in order to relieve the other party's slight tension.

Maybe going on a date at a place like the ice skating rink is like this, focusing on the physical activity and ignoring the person next to you.

It is Qinghe.

"Then can I cover my face too? I think I actually need a motorcycle helmet..." Qing He stared at the ground, and began to calculate in his mind how far his face was from the white ground. land.

But as long as you enter the state, there will be no other inexplicable emotions.

It didn't take long for Qinghe to learn-at least she thought so, although she had to keep pulling Peter to feel safe, but she still looked like a good skater.

Just like this, holding Peter's hand and walking around slowly, she heard Peter suddenly say: "You... how do you feel today?"

"It couldn't be better!" Qinghe said, "It's just amazing," she added without any humility, being a stinky fart at this time, "I think I can sign up for the ice skating competition tomorrow. "

Peter knew she was joking, but he didn't mind cheering, "I'll be in the front of the audience cheering for you!"

"That's natural." Qinghe said, but just happened to meet the eyes of a little boy not far away who was looking at her.

The little boy looked indifferent, but his eyes fell on Qinghe.

Qinghe felt that he must have heard what she just said.

But so what?

She wouldn't take a kid with no hair on her head.

The little boy was also skating very well. He stood still not far away for a minute, and then came straight towards the direction where Qinghe was.

Qinghe:?

The child's speed was extremely fast, and he ran away in a flash.And very inappropriately, she heard the little kid passing by tell her in a mocking tone: "That's it?"

By the way, it connotates how old she is and still holds other people's hands in skating.

This, this can bear?

Without even thinking about it, Qing He let go of Peter's hand, which she had been holding on to just now. She had to go to a showdown with that ignorant little bastard.

Peter watched her run away without saying hello, and his palms were empty in an instant.

Peter:?

When I came out of the skating rink, it suddenly started to rain.

Not only that, but this sudden rain became bigger at an extremely fast speed.

Qinghe stood under the eaves, raised his head slightly and silently stared at the rain outside.In the beginning, it was just a drizzle, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into bean-sized raindrops.The rainwater flowed down the floor tiles to the low points and formed small puddles.

When Peter came out, she said, "Shall we go to the nearby supermarket to buy two umbrellas?"

The supermarket is diagonally opposite the ice rink, and there is a large square between the two locations.So, in all fairness, it's actually a bit far.

Peter looked at the rain curtain and estimated in his mind how long it would take him to run to the opposite supermarket by himself.

He looked at Qinghe and said, "I can go alone, you just need to wait for me here."

Before Qinghe could answer, the dark brown-haired boy shot out like an arrow, so fast that even she didn't really see clearly.

Qinghe stood quietly under the eaves, a little bored.Strangers passed her one by one—in just a few minutes, the skating rink was almost gone.

Her eyes kept staring at the rain screen and did not move away. Sure enough, the figure belonging to Peter Parker finally appeared in her vision.

He did get an umbrella at a convenience store, but...

Peter ran all the way to the girl, who couldn't feel the slightest panting from him.This person's physical strength... seems a little too good.

The boy said apologetically, "Maybe none of you expected it to rain today, and the convenience store has sold out all the umbrellas. I found this one in their warehouse."

Qinghe was not very surprised by his words, "It's okay—" Her eyes flicked across the open umbrella, "We can hold the umbrella together."

Qinghe volunteered to take the job of holding the umbrella from Peter, because she knew that this kind-hearted guy would definitely tilt the umbrella to her side.

The umbrella surface is not very big, at best it can only accommodate one person.

Therefore, in this case, no matter how powerful the umbrella technology is, there is no guarantee that both of them will pass through the rain screen safely.

This, is this some kind of test given to her by the world consciousness again?

Qinghe sighed silently in her heart, but she did not express this delicate mood.

So... what should I do?

Thinking of this, Qinghe decided to tilt the umbrella slightly towards Peter while Peter was not paying attention.

Leaning just a little bit anyway won't get his attention at all—unless, unless he's Spider-Man.The whole of Queens—no, the whole of New York, except for Spider-Man, who is so sensitive to the subtle changes in his surroundings because of his spider sense, is there anyone else?

Qinghe thought so, and she naturally did so according to her own will.

The two people holding the same umbrella seemed to have their own concerns, so they didn't speak during the first few minutes of walking side by side.It was as if the two had secretly agreed not to break the silence when neither of them knew it.

Qinghe stared straight at the road ahead, if she rushed straight out suddenly, would others think she was weird...

"Why don't I hold the umbrella." Peter thought for a long time before finally uttering such a harmless sentence.

Qing He refused without thinking, "I suggested it first, this time listen to me."

Although the two of them were walking side by side on the street, even so, Peter's gaze couldn't seem to find his own destination—the boy's eyes were always shuttling between the hazy scenes around him that were not clear because of the rain. , when his eyes really passed over the part he cared about, but moved away faster than he imagined.

Qinghe's hand covered the handle of the umbrella and slightly curled up. Peter glanced at it unintentionally. In his eyes, he felt that the other party's skin was as pale as ivory.

He couldn't help but think of the scene in the skating rink not long ago.

The girl next to him was very afraid of falling, so she could only hold on to his sleeve tightly - it was undeniable that he liked the feeling of being completely dependent on him.

And Qinghe also said that he would grant one of his wishes.

Peter turned his head, and Qinghe seemed to have sensed something, and she just happened to look at him.A pair of black eyes meet the boy's dog eyes that are the same color as the shining cocoa tree.In the end, the two of them didn't know what they thought of, and the brainwaves overlapped at the moment they looked at each other, and they both laughed at the same time.

"Let me hold hands." Peter made such a request abruptly.

Qing He turned his head slightly to look at him, and found that his face suddenly had a look similar to grievance.

Felt like a lost puppy, sadly drenched in the rain.

"What you said will grant me a wish." Peter added.

Qinghe just wanted to say "That's it?", but before he could say that, he felt his hand holding the umbrella, and the back of his hand was suddenly covered softly by another person.

I heard Peter complaining endlessly: "Who told me to hold your hand all the time, but you always refused!"

Qinghe searched for the memory of Peter's "refusal to hold hands" in his mind, but naturally there was no memory.

how can that be possible?Could she be so stingy? !

She directly denied: "How? When did it happen? Why didn't I know?"

"When going to the rink," Peter began to count, "and when we were going to skate for the second time, and—" he said with extra earnestness, as if it were something of the utmost importance.

He didn't talk anymore, and he, who was always chattering, suddenly shut down the chatter box on his own, and fell silent uncharacteristically.

When entering the skating rink...

Hearing this, Qinghe began to recall that time.Did Peter say he wanted to hold hands?She didn't know, she never noticed it!

And in the second skating, she was obviously the one who had been holding on to Peter at the beginning, and she had to take a step after Peter took a step. Even the children laughed at her for being a conjoined twin!So, she decided to try it herself!

How can Peter say so aggrieved, it feels like she suddenly became a cruel and heartless heartbreaker in Peter's mouth.

Qinghe thought for a while, then glanced at the boy beside him.

Peter didn't look at her this time, tsk tsk, he was really angry.

Qinghe tentatively asked, "Are you angry?"

"...No." Peter's eyes lit up when he heard the girl's words, but he insisted on turning his head to look elsewhere, and firmly denied it.

Qinghe was still thinking about what to say next to make him happy, but he heard the other party suddenly express all his inner thoughts.

"Why don't you hold hands with me? Isn't holding hands and hugs the most secure actions in the world? And—" Peter's words were like a cannonball, "and I think holding hands and hugs are human beings' bad mood filters."

"Why do you care so little about me? Don't you like me anymore? You got bored of me not long after we got together? You know, I'm from Queens—" Peter was about to say the word that must never be said up!He quickly covered his mouth.

"What's in Queens?" Qing He repeated seriously, making him very nervous, "The best boyfriend in Queens?"

Hearing what Qinghe said, he suddenly felt that the haze that had been covering his heart for a long time had disappeared.The boy scratched his face in embarrassment, "No way."

"I said yes." The girl said, she suddenly tiptoed and touched the boy's head, "Don't worry, I won't get tired of you."

But this gentle head-touching only lasted for two or three seconds. She immediately withdrew her hand and complained in a low voice, "Why are you so tall..."

Peter was amused.

"I'll hold the umbrella—" the boy imitated her, "I said it first, you have to listen to me."

The boy held the umbrella in one hand, and held Qinghe's hand even tighter with the other, as if he could never let go.

"Where are we going to have dinner?" Qing He asked suddenly.

"It's all right!" Peter replied readily. He was about to take out the mobile phone in his pocket to read the memo, but found that the battery of the mobile phone was already dead.

Peter hadn't figured out the name of the restaurant he wrote in the memo last night, but Qing He casually suggested, "Why don't you go to my house?"

Peter looked at Qinghe in disbelief, and he repeated what the girl had just said in an uncertain tone, "Go to your house—is it really okay?"

"Of course." Qinghe had doubts about the inexplicable complex expression on Peter's face, but her mind turned quickly at this time, and she suddenly took a step towards him with a smirk on her face, "You won't be thinking about what is inappropriate for children. thing?"

The boy's eyes widened, turned red and he denied it: "No, no! Absolutely not!"

A look of suspicion appeared on her pleasing face close at hand, her brows and eyes were bent, and she uttered the phrase that almost caused Peter Parker's social death: "...a wild night?"

Sometimes getting too close can kill—Peter thought.He patronized to look at the little expression on the other person's face, and... His eyes could not help but fall on the red rose-like lips that could not stop moving because of the other person's words.

Peter's eyes darkened quietly. He really wanted to take a step back now, but just now Qinghe suddenly turned his back on the guest, and she held his hand instead—with the umbrella handle.This made him neither advance nor retreat.

If it goes on like this, he is afraid that he can't help but practice it before graduation, and practice "a wild night".

The author has something to say: The lyrics "Youleftmenochoicebuttostayhereforever" come from TaylorSwift's "rightwhereyouleftme".

You left me with no choice but to be stuck here forever.