Pretend to be nice

There was a light rain in Nancheng last night, and the still hot weather began to cool down overnight, as if it had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar.

When going out, Li Qinghe still wanted to wear short sleeves to resist tenaciously, but unfortunately he couldn't resist Lin Guan's persistent eyes. He changed into a sweater vest, a white shirt as the lining, and a khaki beret and tie of the same color on his head. Become a European literary boy.

Lin Guan was wearing a khaki loose suit jacket and a white shirt with two buttons unbuttoned. The silver chain on his collarbone was hanging loosely. He was wearing five-centimeter high-heeled shoes.

They are now sitting on the dark green sofa in the magnificent room, and the woman in the formal suit next to them brings four or five boxes, and takes out a frame of glasses inside with hands wearing white gloves.

The last time Li Qinghe said he was going to get glasses, but left in a hurry, the matter was put aside like this. Lin Guan saw the child sitting in front of the computer rubbing his sore eyes this morning, so he dragged her over to pick out frames.

According to their requirements, the clerk next to them selected a few pairs in the store before sending them to them.

Li Qinghe put on his glasses, and instead of looking at the mirror directly opposite, he turned his head to let Lin Gu'an look at it. She shook her head and took it off. She tried three pairs at once. It wasn't until the fourth one that Boss Lin's eyes lit up and he nodded.

Gold square half-rim glasses, with a gold chain of the same color buckled on the frame, and a cross hanging on one side.

Only then did Li Qinghe turn his head and look at the mirror. The lenses cut off the golden flames in his eyes. The usually difficult eyes softened a lot, and his brows and eyes added a bit of bookishness. He nodded, and she was also very satisfied.

"Just this," she took it off, handed it over, and said casually, "How long can I have it?"

The smile on the face of the clerk next to him deepened a bit, and he said quickly, "Ten minutes will be enough."

Li Qinghe nodded, the person took away the mirror frame that had been put out, and then someone brought desserts and drinks, and the small room returned to silence.

Don't look at Li Qinghe's cold face just now, as soon as he left, she stuck to the side: "Tired? Wait for something to eat?"

"It's okay." Lin Gu'an leaned on the armrest, watched the child come over, and subconsciously brushed the dog's fur.

"What do you want to eat?" the puppy asked, wagging its tail.

"Listen to you," Lin Gu'an picked a piece of dessert on the table, took a sip, and put it down again. Western-style pastries are exquisite in appearance but too sweet, which she doesn't like very much.

Li Qinghe saw it, but remembered that there was a shop by the river that had good refreshments, so he told her that he would go there later.

There was nothing wrong with Lin Gu'an, but he thought of something, and reminded him: "From now on, you must wear glasses when using the computer, and buy two bottles of eye drops later, don't rub your eyes with your hands, do you hear me?"

"Well, okay", Li Qinghe was skeptical about the so-called anti-blue light lenses, but she said, she just listened, and wearing glasses would do nothing anyway.

"By the way, if you want to have one, you can also carry it with your phone."

"Hmm..." Lin Gu'an thought it was ok, so the clerk rushed in again.

After the two got their glasses, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and they drove to the teahouse mentioned by Li Qinghe.

The tea house Linjiang is a well-maintained two-story wooden ancient building. The lattice windows of the private rooms on the second floor are opened, and the white curtains are tied on both sides. You can see the rushing river and the new shoots of willows on both sides.

The two sat opposite each other on carved arhat chairs, with a small mahogany table between them, and people in Hanfu brought tea and snacks.

There is spring tea in spring, but it is usually after mid-to-late April. Originally, the two of them planned to order a pot of osmanthus tea, but the store persuaded the tea to be sweet and add osmanthus tea. Tea can be tasted.

Is there still spring tea in late March?The two simply ordered a pot of Huangshan Maofeng.

The clerk dispersed, and the two of them took a drink, smiled tacitly, and put it down together.

"It's too early." Li Qinghe shook his head: "It's a bit lacking in taste."

Another person explained with a smile: "Maybe I want to be one step ahead of other stores."

"No need, try this lotus flower cake, I order it every time I come," Li Qinghe said while pushing the plate over there.

She put her hand against the plate that was pushed over, and said with a smile: "Understood, you can eat too."

Li Qinghe didn't know how to order things. In addition to the lotus cake just mentioned, he also ordered walnut jelly, sweet-scented osmanthus rice cake, green group, Tiaotou cake, mint cake, and almond tofu. The small square table was full of plates. of.

But Li Qinghe said just now that he would bring some to some people in the dormitory later, so Lin Guan let her do whatever she wanted.

This person just said that the lotus cake is delicious, but now he has tasted the sweet-scented osmanthus rice cake and started to praise it again.

Lin Guan listened to her, and tasted the white rice cake covered with sweet-scented osmanthus honey, but felt that although the fragrance of the flower was rich, it was too sweet, and he had to drink a cup of tea to suppress the taste of sweet-scented osmanthus honey. The sweet child didn't think so.

After trying each of them, Li Qinghe became a supporter of sweet-scented osmanthus rice cakes, while Lin Guan liked almond tofu that melted in his mouth. The only thing he had in common was his dislike for mint cakes. I don’t know if it’s just like this or it’s made by a teahouse. Terrible, dry and fluffy, not too minty, no one touched it after the first [-] bites.

The two chatted while eating, the spring breeze was cool, the willow branches swayed, the rare leisure made Li Qinghe slightly tired, his eyelids drooped, and the person opposite didn't shout, just smiled and watched her leaning on the chair next to her fainting sleepy.

Maybe it was infected by a child. People who rarely use cameras have taken more pictures recently. They will raise their mobile phones and take some malicious pictures of Li Qinghe sleeping.

The breeze was blowing, the white curtains fluttered restlessly, and the light and shadow scattered. Lin Guan leaned back in his chair and looked at the opposite side. There were gentle ripples in his eyes like autumn water, and he picked up a teacup and poured himself a drink.

Li Qinghe was awakened by the vibration of his mobile phone. He looked at the opposite side in a daze, and before he woke up completely, he began to mutter: "I fell asleep? Why didn't you call me?"

The sleeping child was so cute, Lin Gu'an had a gentle expression on his face, and smiled to see that she was confused.

The child rubbed his eyes, frowned, picked up the phone, and got up angrily: "What are you doing?"

"No way, big brother, you are still sleeping after three o'clock in the afternoon? Isn't your teacher Lin here? Are you willing to turn the day and night upside down?" Before the child could say anything, Mu Ziheng's questioning on the phone was crackling come out.

"Shut up, what are you doing?" Li Qinghe frowned, pretending to casually look up at the opposite side, probably didn't hear it?

Only those who were interrupted thought of it, and their tone became flattering: "Qinghe," more greasy than white sugar cake.

"Why?" More than one sound impatient.

Mu Ziheng didn't go around in circles anymore, and said straight to the point: "The kind of kitten raised in the dormitory was found by the dormitory auntie, and let us send it away."

Some time ago, a stray cat in the school gave birth to a kitten. It was an orphan and widowed mother. It was a heart-wrenching scene. I didn’t expect the female cat to be a scumbag. I didn’t care about it after giving birth. Wu Xiao passed by and took it back to the dormitory to raise it. It was discovered within a few days.

"I'll let you live there for two days, and we'll send it away when we find an adopter," Mu Ziheng saw that she didn't respond, and hurriedly said, and the three of them took turns to fight again, trying to impress the son with the tears of a loving mother.

Li Qinghe frowned, thinking that he is indeed my roommate, just now I wanted to bring you the rest of my refreshments, so you hurriedly brought me the kitten that I couldn't keep.

The voice from the other side was more miserable than the sound, more worrying than the family ethics drama at eight o'clock.

"Son, are you willing to let your brother wander outside? It's only less than a month old! It's still a baby."

When did I, Li Qinghe, have another younger brother?

"Hey, Qinghe, if you don't keep it, it won't have a home!"

Where did it come from?

"Life is precious, it is still a small life."

Li Qinghe frowned, and looked towards the opposite side inquiringly, until she nodded, then said: "Okay, okay, it's so noisy, I'll pick it up later, let's make it clear that you will start contacting the adoption right now." Man, send it to me in two days."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomatic

"Huh?" The tone was threatening.

The opposite party quickly changed: "Dad, you are the best."

"Ah."

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"Oh! My dear dad, how generous you are to take away the lovely kitten and bring such delicious pastries to your lovely daughter."

Li Qinghe was disgusted by the exaggerated and artificial European accent of these three people, and gave them a warning look before returning to normal.

Lin Gu'an stood behind her and smiled, always thinking that it was funny that they were vying to be fathers.

They were so busy pretending that they saw Lin Gu'an, they became more serious at once, and greeted her one after another.

Together, under the staring eyes of the dorm auntie, we moved the litter box and the like to the car, and put the abandoned little orange cat in the cat bag, thinking that it was about to be abandoned again, jumped up and down and meowed anxiously, Lin Guan saw So, simply ask the three of them to go over together first, to appease the kitten.

Everyone was reluctant to part, and when they heard this, they nodded in agreement.

Li Qinghe who has no right to speak: "..."

Just now the kitten has been in the cat bag, I can’t see it clearly, now I take it out to see clearly, it is a little orange cat with four legs walking on the snow, with white hair on the tip of the tail, it was abandoned at birth due to malnutrition , a little thin, huddled in Mu Ziheng's arms, looking around timidly, which is quite painful.

Lin Guan liked it a little. He took the cat stick and passed it tentatively. The kitten was afraid of being born and was greedy. Finally, otherwise she would have a few more claw marks on her hands.

Li Qinghe's unrelenting brows tightened even more.

The other three people also panicked, and hurriedly explained a few words for the kitten, but the person concerned thought it was nothing, and waved their hands indifferently.

Several people teased the kitten to relax, played around for a while, and left after having a meal at home.

The kitten abandoned by the three people shrank into the corner of the cat’s litter after eating cat food, and refused to come out. Lin Gu’an tried to appease it, but he still didn’t let the guarded kitten down, and simply followed what Baidu said ignore it.

Li Qinghe just stood and stared at the side, for fear of sticking out another little paw.

"What's the matter?" Lin Gu'an raised his hand and rubbed her frowning brows: "It's not good to frown at such a young age."

Li Qinghe felt a little uncomfortable, touched the tip of his nose, lowered his head and muttered: "Maybe I will trouble you for a few days."

She chuckled: "What's the trouble, I really like kittens, but I haven't kept them."

"Is that so," the child lowered his head, thoughtfully.