I'm old, so cute

No mother wants to hear her son go out and get into a fight, no matter what the reason.

So regarding the truth about the fight, the three teenagers tacitly did not mention it again.

Tong Qian said to Fang Conglin: "By the way, your aunt is waiting for you downstairs, and she said she asked the driver to take you back to Ninghai. You have to go to school tomorrow Monday."

Grass.

Fang Conglin was instantly upset, and actually forgot about it.

Tong Qian asked Yan Qiao to send Fang Conglin down, and said: "Conglin, the specialty at the gate, you take one bag home to your parents, and take the other bag to Grandpa Qiaoqiao to taste."

Fang Conglin couldn't cheer up: "Understood, Auntie, thank you Auntie." He glanced at Xing Bailu again, "Why don't we add a WeChat..."

"What are you adding, go back and study hard, don't just think about chatting with someone!" Yan Qiao dragged Fang Conglin away without waiting for Fang Conglin to finish speaking.

Tong Qian carefully touched the bag on Xing Bailu's head, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's smaller, does it still hurt?"

At this moment, Xing Bailu only felt that his scalp was numb from the ice, and he didn't feel any pain at all: "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you, auntie."

Tong Qian pulled him again: "Slow down, let's apply it for a while. Our Qiao Qiao is too embarrassing, don't blame him, he and Cong Lin have been fighting since they were young, and they would fight if they disagreed, but he didn't The kind of student who likes to fight, don't be afraid of him."

Xing Bailu hesitated for a moment: "I'm not afraid of him."

What does Yan Qiao say?

Except for Lu Mingjia's bad eyesight, he is still very kind, gentle and kind.

"Is it uncomfortable to put your head down like this?" Tong Qian sat back a little, "Come on, lie down, so that your neck will be more comfortable."

Xing Bailu hesitated for a while, but obediently got down on the ground.

Tong Qian's off-white woolen trousers were very warm against her cheeks. She was sprayed with perfume, but the smell was very light and fresh, which was different from the smell on her body when she saw her yesterday.

My mother also likes perfume, but she doesn't use perfume much because of her career, but she likes to collect it very much.

After she left, there was still a large pile of unopened perfume left at home.

Later, Xing Bailu bought a small refrigerator, which was specially used to store the perfume collected by his mother, but unfortunately she would never come back again.

"Auntie thought you had your hair dyed and permed, but Qiaoqiao said you were born with it." Tong Qian gently stroked Xing Bailu's hair, "It feels really comfortable to the touch, much softer than our Qiaoqiao's hair."

Tong Qian's hand movements are light and comfortable, very similar to her mother.

Xing Bailu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and it took so long that he almost couldn't remember his mother's appearance.

I really envy Yan Qiao.

Fang Conglin and Yan Qiao pushed and missed the elevator, and Yan Qiao simply dragged him into the stairwell.

Fang Cong said angrily: "Old Yan, what's the matter with you? I don't even have the right to make friends now, do I? People who don't know think you fucking like me!"

"Who the hell likes you, I like Xing Bailu." Yan Qiao said suddenly, looking into Fang Conglin's eyes.

Fang Conglin sneered: "Of course I know you like... what?! You like Xing Bailu? Then I asked you so many times and you didn't admit it! No, didn't Xing Bailu say that you like Lu Mingjia?" Fang Conglin felt that his brain was not enough. .

Yan Qiao said: "I am helping Lu Mingjia chase Xing Bailu."

Fang Conglin: "..." Momentarily deaf.

Shocked for a long time, Fang Conglin reached out and touched Yan Qiao's forehead: "I don't have a fever, who is this Lu Mingjia? Or, you owe him something, did he catch you for something?"

"I don't owe him." Yan Qiao breathed out with difficulty, "It's Xiaolu who likes Lu Mingjia."

Fang Conglin only felt his pupils tremble: "The person you like likes someone else, and you don't work hard to chase after him, but you still help your rival to chase after the person you like? It's over, over, over, I didn't hit you on the head, it's broad daylight, you Why are you talking nonsense?"

Yan Qiao said: "You don't understand, go down."

He walks ahead of himself.

Fang Conglin followed three steps in two: "Then why?"

Yan Qiao didn't answer.

Fang Conglin asked again: "Does Xing Bailu know that you like him?"

"He doesn't know." When Yan Qiao turned his face, his eyes darkened, "He will never know. If we are still brothers, you'd better keep your mouth shut."

Although Fang Conglin usually looks very unreliable, but Yan Qiao knows that something is really going on, he will definitely stand by his side, he is his best brother.

Fang Conglin was a little dazed, the two of them grew up laughing and joking since they were young, Yan Qiao was always a sand sculpture who hadn't grown up in his eyes, but Yan Qiao's expression just now... For a moment, Fang Conglin felt in a daze that he didn't know this person.

This expression is too serious and deep, and it hits people's hearts directly. It doesn't look like what people of their age should have.

Fang Conglin moved his lips, and said with a half-smile: "Say it earlier, brother, I can't take the person you like, otherwise I'd be nothing, really..."

Yan Qiao stared at him for three seconds: "Call me Dad."

Fang Conglin: "What?"

Yan Qiao repeated his words to remind him: "I want to chase him, if I can't catch him, I will call your father."

Fang Conglin: "..." Grass.

After Yan Qiao sent her back upstairs, the two of them were chatting in the living room.

There was a wind blowing from the balcony, and I didn't know what Tong Qian said. Xing Bailu, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, leaned forward and back with a smile, while Tong Qian smiled and put her long hair that was blown by the wind behind her ears.

When the deer is unusually relaxed, he will habitually sit cross-legged. Does he... like this place?

Yan Qiao's breathing was slightly suffocated, and he stood in the porch without going any further. This was something he had hoped for but could not see the picture.

Grandpa didn't like Xiaolu. After they got married, Yan Qiao often thought that if mother was still there, she would be able to get along well with Xiaolu with her personality. Maybe Xiaolu's years in Yan's house would not be so hard.

Xiaolu used to have no family or friends in Ninghai, only his elders who didn't like him, and a crippled and blind husband.

Yes, at that time, how could he be happy?

Xing Bailu couldn't stop laughing, he held his head and said, "Auntie, stop talking, I can't do it anymore, I have a headache from laughing."

"Okay, let's stop talking, you kid, why is your smile so low?" Tong Qian patted him on the back lightly, and seeing Yan Qiao standing at the door again, she said, "You're back?"

Seeing Yan Qiao's return, Xing Bailu got up and planned to go back. After all, he still had a lot of homework to do.

Yan Qiao hurriedly said, "I'll see you off."

The elevator goes down.

Yan Qiao quietly looked at Xing Bailu with red cheeks, and couldn't help asking: "What did my mother tell you so funny?"

Xing Bailu said: "I just came back from the toilet and saw your mother making the quilt in your room. She explained that Fang Conglin suddenly dragged you away this morning, otherwise you would have to fold the quilt squarely every day. I asked why you would When it was folded squarely, she told me a story."

"It is said that your grandfather sent him to the army for several years in order to let your father exercise. After he came back, someone introduced him to his aunt. Then one day the aunt chatted with her friends, and the girlfriends talked about more private issues. , Tell my aunt that the men who come out of the army must be good at bedtime, and I will praise my aunt for being blessed."

"Later on the wedding night, your father showed off his bed skills as a man in the army, and performed a scene of stacking dried tofu for auntie, hahaha——"

Xing Bailu couldn't help laughing again.

Yan Jicheng felt that it was because of this that Tong Qian loved him so much that he couldn't help himself, so he taught Yan Qiao to fold the quilt since he was a child.

Xing Bailu laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, he wiped away the tears with his fingers, and asked Yan Qiao, "Isn't it funny?"

Yan Qiao forced a smile: "I've heard it too much since I was a child, and I don't think it's so funny anymore. Stop laughing, be careful and give you a headache."

Xing Bailu supported his head and responded, Yan Qiao thought he was a little cute.

The Xing family's car was parked downstairs.

Just as Xing Bailu opened the car door, he suddenly turned around: "How do you know that my hair color and curly hair are natural?"

Yan Qiao froze suddenly, and within a thousandth of a second he blurted out, "It was Lu Mingjia who told me."

After speaking, he regretted it again.

Xiaolu obviously doesn't like him being involved with Lu Mingjia so much, why did he mention him again!

Sure enough, the smile on Xiaolu's mouth disappeared.

Yan Qiao thought he was angry, but he didn't want him to say suddenly: "In the future, if you want to know anything, just ask me."

Yan Qiao: "Huh?"

Xing Bailu said: "Don't you have my WeChat? Let's go first."

Yan Qiao froze in place for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, the black car had long since disappeared from sight, and the corners of his lips were already raised unconsciously.

But, no!

The development of this matter seems to have deviated from the track he originally planned!

"Why are you so happy, young master?" Chen Que looked at Xing Bailu from the rearview mirror and asked.

Xing Bailu raised his head: "Is there?"

Chen Que laughed: "Yes, you were laughing all the way."

Xing Bailu touched his face: "Really?"

What are you laughing at?

Maybe it was Tong Qian's jokes, maybe it was her gentle appearance like a mother, maybe it was the gust of wind that blew on Yan Qiao's face when he carried him to escape.

That wind is very comfortable.

"Yan Qiao's Diary": "Dad said, after folding the quilt, I will definitely marry the person I like the most. He is right, but he didn't tell me that the person I like may not necessarily like me. But Xiaolu, I'm still very happy to see you again, after all, I like you so much."

The author has something to say:

Ahhh, why do you care so much about misunderstandings or not? These misunderstandings did not hinder the development of the relationship between the two protagonists. This is actually very complicated, and you will know when you read on.I’m sorry I didn’t reply to everyone’s messages yesterday. I don’t know why my document suddenly quit, and the manuscripts I wrote before are gone. I’ve been writing manuscripts in a thunderbolt. Please continue to leave a lot of comments.

PS: The meme of soldiers making quilts is a joke from my friend. It is said that my friend saw it on the Internet. I am not sure if it is Weibo or Toutiao. This is not original!