What should I do if the avatar is getting more and more cute?

Zhou Qingluo turned around, and the expression of the innocent little white flower just now disappeared, replaced by an indifferent look, walking her own way quietly.

It is said that when God wants to reward a person with food, he will suffer all kinds of hardships, and then endow him with unparalleled talents.

Song Ling is such a person.

If Song Ling never encountered hardships, then he and such a talented party would never have any intersection.

Will they get further and further apart in the future?

Can you bear such a long distance?

He could confidently tell Jiang Shiyan that among them, Song Ling would choose him without hesitation.

If Song Ling met a proud son of heaven who could keep pace with him and shine with him, how would he choose.

At that time, Song Ling should know that he is just an ordinary person.

When he recovered from his illness, there would be a wider world, not just him.

Song Ling chased after him in three or two steps, but looking at Zhou Qingluo with a dull expression, he didn't know how to speak.

He was suddenly a little scared, Zhou Qingluo was soft and gentle, but such a person likes to bury his worries in his heart, and doesn't easily show those unpleasantness and small awkwardness to others.

They like to save little by little, and when they have enough, they let go.

The two walked in silence all the way.

The weather is not beautiful yet, it is just cold and cloudy, and it has been winter for many days, but the first snow has not yet fallen.

Song Ling begged in a low voice, "Qing Luo, please smile. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly, okay. You see, if you are not happy, God is not happy either."

Zhou Qingluo stopped, turned his head and looked at him quietly.

How could he tell Song Ling that he was too realistic to think about the future all of a sudden.

Song Ling was a little irritable, "Zhou Qingluo, you won't be like the one in the novel, you suddenly know that your boyfriend is rich, it's like being hit by a bolt from the blue, and then your brain has a convulsion, and you start to think wildly, thinking that the two of you are not in the same world , and then we are going to die or break up, right?"

Zhou Qingluo: "Are you still reading novels?"

Song Ling: "In order to learn how to fall in love, I read some."

Zhou Qingluo: "How is it? Have you mastered it?"

"I didn't learn love skills, but I learned some other skills."

"?" What technology is there in romance novels?

Zhou Qingluo came to his senses: "..." Some people can't be more serious than three sentences.

"Why do I pretend to be poor? If I don't pretend to be poor, will you pity me? You have already pitied that Wu Han."

Zhou Qingluo: "But you still lied to me, you are indeed disloyal, shouldn't I be angry with you like a novel?"

Song Ling snorted, "According to the routine of the novel, if you treat me with pity and not love, I will be angry, but I am not angry. I feel that pity is okay, and one day it will become love."

"..."

Song Ling is eloquent: "If I say that I have a place to live, can I live in your house? Can I live in your heart now? Are you so strict? Can't you tell even white lies? If I am poor, it is very difficult to lie to you. If you have money, it's cheating money and sex, and I'm obviously giving money and sex."

Zhou Qingluo laughed angrily, "Is it reasonable for you to lie to me?"

Song Ling immediately corrected his attitude, "Okay, I lied first, I was wrong, you want me to kneel down on the durian skin or the keyboard, you tell me, I will buy it myself, but if you drive me away, I don't even think about it, I will won't go."

"you……"

"Yes, I'm just so shameless, I don't know how to measure, I treat your home as my own, and I don't treat myself as an outsider."

"..."

Zhou Qingluo was amused by him, and said helplessly, "You really have a good mouth!"

Song Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "Qing Luo, you finally laughed, don't be unhappy."

Zhou Qingluo: "I'm not unhappy."

"you're lying."

"I was thinking, how can you say something like 'money is easy to earn'? If money is really easy to earn, how can there be so many hard-working people in the world?"

Song Ling didn't understand, and was very innocent: "All my money is earned legally, and I can't explain why the code I wrote can be sold at such a high price. Many software companies are willing to pay a high price for me. Help them write code, which is obviously very simple code, but they can’t write it.”

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

If he didn't know Song Ling well, he would definitely be trembling with anger at his appearance in Versailles.

It's like getting the right answer after the exam, and the students are complaining about how perverted the last question is. A top student can't understand why they have to scold the teacher who gave the question when they can get the correct answer in 5 minutes.

Song Ling: "I usually like to analyze overseas economic trends. I seized a few opportunities and invested some money. I also invested some in domestic projects that I was optimistic about. Then I also invested some money in shopping malls, supermarkets, hospitals, and playgrounds opened by friends. They are all doing well. , some for shares, some for dividends, and..." I made five times the profit from selling the coffee shop, and four times the profit from selling the Daping floor.

Song Ling didn't continue.

How to explain this damn coffee shop and Daping floor.

Why did he dig two such big holes for himself.

Song Ling changed his words, "Just leave the money here, and there will be a lot of interest every month."

Zhou Qingluo listened to him quietly, wondering how much interest would be paid on such a large amount of money in a month.

Song Ling laughed self-deprecatingly: "I used to live a monotonous life, and I could only do these things, and nothing else. Just like now, when you are angry, I don't know how to make you happy."

Zhou Qingluo took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, walked into him, put his arms around his waist, and leaned his face on his shoulder.

"I'm a little awkward, but I don't know how to say it."

"I'll give you all the money, and you'll be the one with the money. Don't be awkward."

Zhou Qingluo smiled silently, "What do you want to do with your money, I can earn money myself, alright, although I don't earn as much as you, I can live comfortably."

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"I'm still angry if you have money, am I that hypocritical?"

Song Ling: "Honey, you're so kind."

"You need to get better soon, and you will find that your abilities and talents can not only be exchanged for money, but also can do many meaningful things. In the future, you may be an expert in artificial intelligence, or an expert in network security. , and may invent the most powerful firewall in the world, which will be liked and respected by many people."

"I don't think so much, and I don't want these things. In my future, I only think about the starry sky and lights."

After being silent for almost half a month, it finally snowed. There was no excessive snowflakes. The snow fell heavily, but it was very quiet.

Zhou Qingluo let go of him and ran forward.

Song Ling tightened his coat, looked at his back, smiled and complained softly, "Why are you running, it's so warm to hold you in your arms."

Zhou Qingluo turned around and smiled at him, "It won't just be the starry sky and lights, but also the radiance."

If he gets well in the future, learns to yearn and chase like a normal person, gets used to flowers and applause, and if he can still be consistent with him, no matter how high he stands, he will never look back.

If you can't, then you can't.

At this time Zhou Qingluo didn't know that even if he was admired and radiant, he would always be the sun in his palm.

The snow fell more and more heavily, and the snow that had been quiet just now suddenly roared.

Zhou Qingluo walked to Cui Zi's only cake shop.

On a snowy day, there was no one in the cake shop, but the guys were very busy, preparing some takeaway orders.

Cui Xiuying saw that they were acquaintances, so she handed them a towel, "Wipe it off quickly, I'll catch a cold in a while, tell me you guys are really, why are you running around outside in such heavy snow?"

Zhou Qingluo smiled and said: "Aunt Cui, your look is the same as your business, it's getting better and better."

Cui Xiuying was delighted by his praise, "Qing Luo is the only one who can talk, unlike Cui Zi, who is old-fashioned."

When Cui Xiuying talked about Cui Zi, although she complained, she was full of pride in her eyes.

Cui Xiuying: "Where does Qingluo work now? I heard from Cui Zi that the coffee shop was sold by her boss who doesn't have eyes."

The short-sighted boss: "..."

Zhou Qingluo was amused, unexpectedly Cui Zi would complain about the boss, "Yeah, I sold it, I'm working in a software company now, and I'm painting for others."

Cui Xiuying: "Is that boss reliable? Will he be like the one who doesn't have eyes, and the company sells it as soon as it says it?"

Cui Xiuying said that the one on the left has no eyes, and the one on the right has no eyes, so she gritted her teeth.

It seems that Cui Zi complained a bit harshly, but it is also understandable that Cui Zi's four years of hard work are sold as soon as they are sold.

Zhou Qingluo replied jokingly: "I feel that our boss is quite reliable, since he has eyes anyway."

Cui Xiuying: "It's good to have eyes, so that the hard work of the employees will not be in vain."

Song Ling blinked.

Why doesn't he have long eyes?

Can you find such a good wife as Zhou Qingluo if you don't have long eyes?

When chatting with elders, three sentences are not divorced.

Sure enough, Cui Xiuying said ambiguously: "Qing Luo has a date?"

Facing the elders' gossip, Zhou Qingluo always didn't know how to deal with it. Just as he was about to haha, Song Ling said abruptly, "He has it."

Cui Xiuying sighed, "Oh! It's all my fault that I inspected you for too long. I originally wanted you to be my son-in-law, but now someone else took the lead. I regret it."

Zhou Qingluo laughed: "Aunt Cui was joking, she flattered me."

Cui Xiuying snorted in disgust, "Just this girl, I don't know when I will have a partner, I don't even want to rush him."

She paused, then changed the subject: "Do you and your partner get along well? Maybe you two can't tell each other apart?"

Zhou Qingluo: "?"

Cui Xiuying: "Auntie has no other intentions. I said that in case it's not good, try to hang out with Cui Zi after we break up."

Song Ling said again abruptly, "It's impossible to separate, you can find another good spouse for Cui Zi."

Zhou Qingluo: "Aunt Cui, Sister Cui is a very thoughtful person. There are many people who like her, so don't worry about it."

Cui Xiuying sighed again, "Let's not talk about her. It seems that Lao Zhang is right. He told me that day that you are a red luan this year, and your marriage is chasing you. It really is."

It happened that Lao Zhang came back from delivering the goods, and Cui Xiuying immediately called him over, "Old Zhang, you are right, you said the other day that Marriage was chasing Qing Luo, right?"

Song Ling: "?"

Lao Zhang patted the snowflakes on his body, "Yes, chase after him, did you catch up? Did I miscalculate?"

Cui Xiuying smiled happily, "I have caught up, and the target is on."

Old Zhang: "Good thing."

Cui Xiuying laughed: "When will Cui Zi do the math?"

Lao Zhang hurriedly made an excuse to hide because he had something to do, "I'll take care of the goods, you guys talk."

He didn't dare to count for Cui Zi. If Cui Zi's Red Luan Xing was still motionless, she would scold him for being inaccurate.

Zhou Qingluo didn't really want to continue this topic, so he changed the subject with a smile, "Aunt Cui, I'm here to buy a valuable treasure."

Cui Xiuying: "You also know that the matcha mousse cake is the treasure of the store."

Matcha mousse cake is the treasure of the only cake shop.

This matcha mousse cake has another story.

When Cui Zi was a sophomore in high school, she was laid off, and her ex-husband divorced her, and he only promised to give Cui Zi child support.

She knew how to make desserts, especially the matcha mousse cake, which was delicious, and it happened that she had some savings at the time, so she planned to open a shop, so that she would not think about the pain of divorce when she was busy.

But it is not so easy to open a shop, the business is not good, she doubts her ability a little bit, she wants to give up, go to work in a dessert shop, pull Cui Zi up, and live like this for the rest of her life.

Cui Zi is usually in a hurry, but her mind is very delicate.

At that time, Cui Zi liked a small cartoon author, and that author drew for free on the post bar.

It happened that he was serializing a comic, which was also related to desserts and food, so Cui Zi left a message under his serial comic.

【The matcha mousse cake made by my mother is delicious, but no one buys it. She is very sad. My father just divorced her. How can I comfort her】

The author happened to be in City A, so he came to buy her cake at some point, and even took pictures of the cake shop to help her advertise on Weibo.

【The matcha mousse cake at the only cake shop is delicious】

In those days, many children around the age of Cui Zi came to buy a piece of matcha mousse cake, write a word of encouragement on a sticker, and stick it on the glass window of the store.

During those few days, Cui Zi was so happy that she was smiling even in her dreams.

Perhaps with confidence and hope, the store will gradually get better.

Cui Zi also told her that the author became more and more famous, made a lot of money, and many people liked him.

Perhaps this is the reward for good people.

She asked Cui Zi who the author was, but she refused to tell.

But for some reason, she seldom mentions the manga author now.

Cui Zi also told Zhou Qingluo this story, after his and Song Ling's wall paintings were destroyed and Fang Heng went bankrupt.

She also said: "Qing Luo, if Song Ling wants to deal with Jiang Shiyan in the future, can he be merciful?"

When Zhou Qingluo mentioned the matcha mousse cake, Cui Xiuying looked at Song Ling, "Oh, by the way, Xiao Song, you haven't bought matcha mousse cake for a long time, Xiao Jiang doesn't like it?"

Song Ling: "..." He didn't know what he was doing in this only cake shop today.

Cui Xiuying: "Or did you two break up?"

Song Ling bit the bullet and replied, "I have never been in love with him."

Cui Xiuying: "Impossible."

Song Ling: "..."

Song Ling felt that he didn't check the almanac when he went out today. If he did, it must have written something inappropriate.

Zhou Qingluo watched Song Ling being stabbed left and right by Aunt Cui, and said to Cui Xiuying with a suppressed smile, "Aunt Cui, it's true that they haven't talked about it."

Cui Xiuying: "Didn't catch up?"

Song Ling: "..."

Seeing Song Ling's appearance about to crack open in place, Zhou Qingluo didn't dare to stay any longer, and carried a small round matcha mousse cake, bid farewell to Cui Xiuying, and walked out of the shop.

Song Ling walked forward without saying a word, with the words "I'm not happy" scattered all over his body.

Zhou Qingluo: "Maybe you were too vigorous and impressive back then."

Song Lingmu looked at him with a straight face, silent.

Zhou Qingluo: "You're kidding, I'm going home."

Song Ling: "Qing Luo, are you really going to see Jiang Shiyan tonight?"

Zhou Qingluo lifted the cake in his hand: "The meeting gifts are all bought."

"Can you not go?"

"Why? Do you have something else to hide from me?"

"..." Song Ling was silent, and then said, "I mean, you don't have to treat him as a rival in love."

Zhou Qingluo was a little funny, "When did I treat him as a rival in love?"

"Then what are you going to do with him?"

"Tell him to stop acting."

Song Ling took two steps, feeling that something was wrong, and turned to look at Zhou Qingluo, "You don't even have any intention of treating him as a rival in love?"

Zhou Qingluo: "?"

"Zhou Qingluo, do you really like me?"

"?"

"Why are you still jealous when Jiang Shiyan is like this? I saw you smiling with others, and I was so jealous."

"Because I'm mature and sensible."

"You mean I'm neither mature nor sane?"

"..." Where is the mature, where is the rational?

Song Lingmu walked forward with a straight face.

Looking at his indifferent back, Zhou Qingluo obviously didn't really want this kind of mature and rational love.

Song Ling suddenly turned around, "Zhou Qingluo? I'm angry, are you just so indifferent?"

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

Then he is also naive for a while.

Zhou Qingluo walked over and hugged his back.

Some people stopped immediately, but their mouths were still firm, "Don't hug me."

Zhou Qingluo smiled, "Just hug."

It turns out that there is nothing wrong with being childish.

Song Ling evened the corner of his mouth, and then pulled it back without a trace, and couldn't help but raise it again.

Some people act like a baby too well.

"You say you are jealous of this, and you are jealous of that too. How can I bear it? Our A Ling is so good, how many people will wink at us all day long."

Song Ling was amused by him and hugged him tightly.

Zhou Qingluo kissed his eyes, "But now you are full of me, that's great."

"It will be the same in the future. There is only one thing in the world that will not change, and that is I love you, believe me."