Thousands of years old silly white sweet

The torrential rain on the National Day lasted until 02:30 in the morning before it gradually stopped.

Xiujue sat up, looked at Dong Changqing who was sleeping soundly beside her, and tiptoed out of bed.

If it weren't for Dong Changqing, Xiujue would really not know that his mobile phone's battery is so heavy. It will be 40.00% at six o'clock. He watched the cartoon for three hours before turning off automatically. It is admirable that, As soon as the phone screen went off, he turned over and fell asleep.

It was raining again, sleeping in the same bed again, and Xiujue dreamed of winter evergreen again.

He stood on the balcony on the second floor, looking at the moonlit night with water vapor floating, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember what he had dreamed of, he only remembered the face of holly evergreen in the dream, it was real, She can smile cutely and cry unrestrainedly for a while, her hair is long, combed from front to back, tied up with something, revealing her white and tender face, she looks very proud.

Dong Changqing in the dream seemed to be different from the one he knew. As for the difference, Xiujue couldn't tell.

……

When Dong Changqing woke up, Xiujue was picking out the clothes to wear when going out today. He was wearing pajama pants, bare-chested, with fair skin and thin muscles. Slide down the nape of the neck and onto the back.

Dong Changqing remembered that he wanted to drink water.

He had to drink a glass of water when he got up in the morning, otherwise he would be exhausted, but he was much better during this period, perhaps because the weather was cooler and his body was not so hot.

"President Xiu...water."

Xiujue in the cloakroom didn't even turn his head, "It's in the bedside table on the right."

"Thank you." Dong Changqing drank a glass of water in one breath, before he could swallow it, he heard Xiujue say calmly, "Clean up and go out later."

correct!President Xiu promised to buy him a mobile phone last night!

Dong Changqing jumped off the bed and disappeared into the room in a flash.

Hearing the hurried footsteps, Xiujue couldn't help laughing.

In fact, he could buy it back and give it to Dong Changqing, but after thinking about it, Dong Changqing hasn't been out of the house for a long time, and a child as old as him, who doesn't run out every day.

If you have time, you can take him out for a stroll.

After a simple breakfast, Xiujue drove Dong Changqing to the shopping mall. This shopping mall is one of the outstanding masterpieces of Xiuren Real Estate, and it is also the first project that Xiujue has handled. There are countless brands vying for it. Setting up a special counter in this shopping mall cost a lot of money every year, and more than half of the profits flowed into Xiujue's pocket.

Nothing else but more money.

When they arrived at the shopping mall, Xiu Jue led Dong Changqing into a mobile phone store, "Take a look, what do you like?"

The clerk greeted him, and asked Xiujue with a smile, "Sir, do you want to buy a mobile phone for my brother? This is our latest new model, with a stylish and simple appearance, very suitable for young people."

Dong Changqing looked at the phone and waved his hand, "No, don't want this."

The clerk thought he didn't like it, put the phone back politely, and recommended something else.

Xiujue was a little puzzled, "Why don't you want that?"

He thinks that mobile phone is very suitable for Dong Changqing, it is the sapphire blue that Dong Changqing likes, and the key is that it is the same model as his mobile phone.

Dong Changqing replied sincerely, "I'm not young anymore."

"...Who are you talking about?"

"Tell me about myself."

In fact, Dong Changqing didn't know what kind of mobile phone was good at all. After looking at each model, she was dazzled. In the end, Xiujue decided to buy the one recommended by the clerk at the beginning.

With his own mobile phone, Dong Changqing was very happy, and couldn't help but want to play with it, even unlocking the screen lock, he felt that he had accomplished a great feat, completely ignoring the road in the mall, repairing After being bumped twice by him, Jue unceremoniously confiscated his warm phone, "Dong Changqing, we have to agree in advance that we can only play for four hours a day, and if it exceeds four hours, I will throw it away." gone."

"Don't throw it away..." Dong Changqing stepped on his feet twice, trying to snatch the phone from him.

out of reach.

With a height difference of nearly ten centimeters, Dong Changqing couldn't reach the raised mobile phone even if she stepped on it.

"I didn't say to throw it away now. After four hours, I will definitely throw it away." Xiujue pressed his index finger on his forehead, and pushed him back two steps forcefully, "Did you hear that?" .”

Dong Changqing withdrew her hand, tugged the strap on her hoodie twice, and the little hat on the back also turned up and down, her voice was still a little reluctant, "I heard..."

Anyway, he bought all the mobile phones, and he can play whenever he wants when he gets home. It is a rare time to come out, Dong Changqing is not a fool, of course he must seize the opportunity, "Mr. Xiu, where are we going now?"

"Go..." Xiujue wanted to say, to buy you some autumn clothes. The pajamas from a while ago were also worn out, so I had to buy them again, but just after he said a word, he quickly He took Dong Changqing's hand and hid in the corridor of the safe passage.

When Dong Changqing was pressed against the wall, he was a little dazed, he blinked his eyes and looked up at Xiujue, "Mr. Xiu, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't talk." Xiujue lowered his voice, covered Dong Changqing's mouth with his hands, turned his head slightly, and looked out. Not far away, Wang Yiran was holding a man wearing a mask and sunglasses, talking and laughing Walking this way, the two of them carried a lot of expensive gifts in their hands.

That man is Ji Xinglin, Xiujue has known him for too long, even by looking at his walking gait, he can recognize him, of course, he can also predict what will happen if he and Dong Changqing are bumped into by the two of them misunderstanding.

Yes, misunderstanding, he admitted that he did have a little idea of ​​"seeing things and thinking about people" at first, but who hasn't had any ideas yet? He even thought about becoming a superman when he was a child. , From the beginning to the end, he regarded Dong Changqing as...as a great charity?

Who cares, the problem now is that no matter what he does, in the eyes of others, especially Wang Yiran, he regards Dong Changqing as Ji Xinglin's substitute.

Besides not wanting Wang Yiran and Ji Xinglin to know, Xiujue also didn't want Dong Changqing to know.

Damn, how could he bring things to this point.

"Hmm..." Dong Changqing was covered with her mouth, almost out of breath, and moved her shoulders very uncomfortably, but looking at the two people who were getting closer and closer to them, Xiujue was even more nervous, half The whole body was pressed against him, "Be obedient, don't move yet."

Dong Changqing gave up struggling, he tilted his head, and leaned lazily on Xiujue's shoulder.

Dong Changqing remembered that Xiujue said in the first few days that after the National Day, he would be taken to a mental hospital for a re-examination to see if his brain returned to normal.

It's good now, I don't know if he is normal or not, if he is good, Mr. Xiu will go crazy if he says he is crazy.

Watching Ji Xinglin and Wang Yiran leave from the back door of the shopping mall, Xiujue heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of his hands.

Then, everything went wrong.

His palms were moist, his evergreen cheeks were reddish, the young man's body was softly stuck to his chest, the rapid panting accompanied by the light fragrance constantly impacted all the senses of Xiujue.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Dong Changqing was out of breath, but Xiujue still didn't move. He raised his head and asked very confused, "Mr. Xiu, did you hear anything?"

Xiujue suddenly came back to his senses, took a step back, "I..."

He heard a piercing sound coming from inside his body.

"President Xiu, is your phone ringing?"

What?What phone?

As if it was delayed, the familiar ringtone only came to my ears.

"...Yes, it's my cell phone." Xiu Jue cleared his throat, and answered the call without even looking at who was calling, "Hello."

A clear voice came from the phone, "Xiujue, where are you? Yiran and I saw your car at the mall."

Damn it!How did he forget that he parked the car by the back door.

"I'm near the shopping mall, and I have some things to deal with." Xiujue's voice was extraordinarily calm, just like usual.

"What's the matter, if it's not busy at noon, let's have lunch together?"

"Not now, we can't get away with things here." Xiujue said, his eyes flicked towards Dong Changqing.

He really can't go away.

"The National Day is still so busy, are you the boss... okay, I won't bother you, pay more attention to rest, bye."

"Ah."

The phone was quickly hung up.

Like an old friend who has known for many years, occasionally calling to greet.

This kind of distance makes Xiu feel very comfortable and comfortable.

"Okay, let's go." After a phone call, Xiujue had already forgotten the earth-shattering voice coming from his body.

Besides Dong Changqing's condition throughout the whole process, Mr. Xiu had just bought a mobile phone for him, and suddenly went crazy, so he naturally said what, "Where are you going?"

"Buy clothes, no, go to the bathroom first."

Xiujue has not forgotten the saliva in his palm, no matter how fragrant a person is, the smell of saliva must be unpleasant.

Dong Changqing followed Xiujue to the door of the bathroom. He disliked the smell of freshener and was unwilling to go in. He sat on the chair with the paper bag in his arms and said obediently, "I'll wait for you outside."

Xiujue thought that he was just washing his hands, so he nodded, "Don't run around."

"Good~"

The washbasin was in the men's toilet, and Xiujue walked in, but there was no one there. He looked at himself in the mirror with cold brows and eyes, and inexplicably, Dong Changqing's blushing cheeks appeared in his mind.

His face was white and tender, and his skin was like a baby's. Xiujue thought he hadn't used much strength, but when he just took his hand off, there were faint bluish finger marks on his face.

Xiujue raised his hand, and the sticky saliva had disappeared. For some reason, he lowered his head slightly and smelled his palm.

Still, that familiar smell.

Snow mountain, the taste of deep forest.

The smell of evergreen.

It seems that there is no need to wash your hands.