Thousands of years old silly white sweet

Regarding the matter of Ji Xinglin, this seems to be an understatement.

Xiujue didn't ask why Dong Changqing ran around when he went to the bathroom, and Dong Changqing didn't ask why he ignored him when Ji Xing was here just now. Under this kind of deliberate avoidance, the relationship between the two became divided. harmony outside.

Xiujue took Dong Changqing to buy clothes, shoes and all kinds of gadgets that he could use or not. Anyway, he thought it was good, he wanted to buy a copy for Dong Changqing, and some little girls bought it for dolls. The pose of the clothes.

Dong Changqing was not very interested in these things, and after half an hour, he lost his strength, squatting on the ground and refusing to walk, tired after every mouthful.

Xiujue put his hands on his knees, leaned over to look at him, and asked helplessly, "Can you stand up?"

"I am tired……"

In high-end shopping malls, everyone cares about face. Even five or six-year-old children will not squat on the ground when they are tired from walking. Xiujue felt ashamed from the bottom of his heart. He sighed softly and didn't say much, "Then we Go and rest for a while."

"Where are you going..." Dong Changqing still looked unlovable, but her eyes were shining brightly, and she couldn't hide her little thoughts.

Xiujue looked into his eyes, smiled, and his voice softened by two points, he said, "Go eat ice cream."

"Good~"

There is a big ice cream shop outside the shopping mall. It is petty bourgeoisie and the price is high. There are very few children who come to eat ice cream. Most of them are young couples who are in love, or sisters and best friends who come together. There are more girls.

As soon as Xiujue and Dong Changqing entered, they attracted most people's attention.

One is handsome and straight, the other is fair and cute, with a height difference of nearly ten centimeters and a completely different style of dress, eating ice cream together is intriguing.

"What do you two need?"

Dong Changqing looked at the dazzling array of ice cream on the ipad, began to lick his lips, and asked Xiujue without raising his eyes, "Mr. Xiu, can I eat all of these?"

Xiujue didn't understand why he was always so greedy when it came to eating, and obviously he didn't treat him harshly, "I can only choose two, too much ice cream will make my stomach hurt."

"OK……"

Dong Changqing struggled for a long time, pushed the iPad towards the waiter, and said in a childish voice, "I want the two biggest ones, thank you."

Preferably the size of a fifty inch pizza.

The waiter, who was about the same age as Dong Changqing, had maternal radiance in his eyes, "Please wait a moment."

Xiujue was terrified by the waiter's strange eyes, and at the same time, there was a burst of voiceless but extremely heated discussions in his ears.

"It's too cute!"

"My god, does he wear colored contact lenses?"

"It's so white, it feels too tender, I want to poke my face~"

"That one is also very handsome, Mommy, look at the watch on his hand. I saw it in a magazine. It seems to cost tens of thousands of dollars."

"Ba Zong Gong, Milk Dog Shou, let's eat ice cream together, and make up a hundred thousand words."

What a mess.

Dong Changqing had a good ear, so he heard it naturally. He knew which girls were discussing himself and Xiujue, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What is the overlord attacking the milk dog?"

"you shut up."

"Oh……"

Dong Changqing sat back obediently, looked around for a while and looked at the decoration of the store. The ice cream was not coming out. He felt bored, so he asked Xiujue, "Can I play with my phone for a while?"

He has performed very well since he entered the ice cream shop. He said that he only chose two if he was asked to choose two, and he also thanked the waiter. .”

"Let me see!" Dong Changqing ran to sit beside him, leaned against his shoulder and watched Xiujue fiddle with her mobile phone.

There was another suppressed scream from behind, and the sound was obviously several degrees louder than before.

Dong Changqing turned his head suspiciously, only to see four girls in fashionable clothes and delicate makeup showing bright smiles at him.

really weird……

However, Mr. Xiu had always taught him to be polite, and Dong Changqing remembered it very well. After thinking about it, he smiled back and waved at them by the way.

"Ahhhh!"

Turning around, he met Shang Xiujue's probing gaze, "What's wrong?"

"...It's nothing, I'll give you the phone."

"Ah...but I don't know how to use it yet, Mr. Xiu, please teach me."

Learn to tease girls even if you don't even know how to use a mobile phone.

"No time." Xiujue spoke in a cold tone, full of impatience.

Dong Changqing didn't know how to offend him, so she didn't dare to say anything, "That, that's fine."

He took the phone and tentatively tapped it twice.

This is dial-up, this is WeChat.

The software he knows best is WeChat. Aunt Wang always uses WeChat to read Moments and send videos to her grandson, but Dong Changqing taps into WeChat, but the interface is not what he thinks.

"Um……"

"You have to register a WeChat account." The person who said he was not free couldn't help but interject.

Dong Changqing immediately showed a flattering smile, and handed the phone to Xiu Jue, "Mr. Xiu, how to register."

"stupid."

When I bought a mobile phone, I had already applied for a card, and it was not difficult to register a WeChat account. It took Xiujue a minute to get it done, "That's it."

"Mr. Xiu, you are really amazing." Dong Changqing expressed admiration.

Today, Dong Changqing's actions are too compliant with Xiujue's heart. His frowning brows gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face, "Why do you sign up for WeChat? Who do you want to contact?"

Dong Changqing looked at him solemnly, "I want to contact you, I told you, I miss you every day, so we can send videos when you go to work."

Seeing that Xiujue turned his face to one side and didn't speak, Dong Changqing asked, "Is that right, Mr. Xiu."

"Well, yes... I'm very busy at work, so don't send me videos all the time..."

The ice cream was served, but Dong Changqing didn't pay attention to his answer, and while looking at the ice cream eagerly, he responded casually, "I see."

The waitress was really kind-hearted, so she ordered two large servings of ice cream for Dong Changqing, one with strawberry flavor and one with matcha flavor. For the latter, Dong Changqing took a sip and didn't like it very much. After thinking about it, he brought the matcha-flavored portion to Xiujue, "Mr. Xiu, you eat too."

Xiujue was extremely touched, with a loving face, "I don't want to eat, you can eat."

Dong Changqing shook his head, with a firm attitude, "We are good friends, we should share together."

Dong Changqing always speaks with some childlike innocence, which does not match the boy's appearance. Looking silly, the few girls who were excited just now have come to think of it, and started discussing in a low voice. his anomaly.

Xiujue could vaguely hear words like mental retardation and pity.

He wanted to warn Dong Changqing seriously not to talk like that in the future, but looking at his innocent and ignorant eyes, Xiujue couldn't say anything.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel depressed.

If holly is healthy...

A teenager in the [-]th and [-]th years, it’s a good time, maybe he’s in freshman year, he’s going to play with his friends during the holidays, there are many girls who like him, if he’s smarter, he’ll have a bright future, well, it’s okay if he’s not smart I rely on my face to eat, maybe I will become a star and have thousands of fans... No matter what, it is impossible to be like this now. I am eating ice cream, looking forward to going home and watching cartoons, day after day. live.

"Mr. Xiu...you really don't want to eat?"

Xiujue felt bitter and wanted to eat something sweet. He picked up a spoon and scooped a little matcha-flavored ice cream into his mouth. The ice was cold and melted in his mouth.

Dong Changqing asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

Xiujue doesn't like the taste of ice cream. After it's too sweet, it will feel sticky in the mouth, and the stomach will feel uncomfortable. After living to this age, the number of times I have eaten it can be counted on one hand, and the memory is not good. But today's ice cream seems to be extra refreshing, "Well, it's delicious."

"I knew it! Well, I'll leave it all to you, you can eat it all, I..." Dong Changqing said halfway, Xiujue asked very naturally, "Then do you have enough to eat?"

"Hmm...it doesn't seem to be enough, why don't you order one more! Smaller ones are also fine, and you can try all other flavors, do you think it's good?"

"Okay." Xiujue agreed, raised his hand to call the waiter, and ordered another ice cream ball with different flavors.

After that, he faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out, after all, everything happened so logically.

After eating the ice cream, Xiujue took Dong Changqing to eat hot pot again. Dong Changqing had never eaten it before and felt it was fresh. Every bite was impatient. Xiujue warned him again and again that it was very hot, very hot, very hot. It's hot, but he still doesn't have a long memory. After being burned, he turns his head and forgets it. After eating a hot pot meal, it has reached the point where his mouth hurts when he drinks saliva.

It was already afternoon when we returned to the villa in the suburbs. The car passed through an old block, and there was a flower, bird and fish market beside the road. Dong Changqing lay on the car window and saw the colorful flowers inside. He liked it very much, "Mr. Xiu! Let's buy some Are the flowers good?"

"What?" Xiujue slowed down the car and looked out, "Do you want to grow flowers?"

"Aunt Wang said that the house is too big and too spacious, and it will be very lively if you keep some flowers and plants in the house."

There is indeed truth to this statement.

Xiujue couldn't help but think, when Aunt Wang came back from vacation, he had to talk to Aunt Wang. Many of the things in Dong Changqing's mind were instilled in her. Come on, relying on Dong Changqing's cleverness in drawing inferences from one instance, it will be enough for him to have a headache in the future.

after……

When Dong Changqing was picking out her favorite flowers, Xiujue had these two words in her mind.

From now on, it will be a year or two if it is closer, and it will be a lifetime if it is farther away.

Xiujue is an adult, and he is not sure at the moment whether he will take care of Dong Changqing for the rest of his life like he is now.

"Mr. Xiu! I want to put these flowers in my room! How about putting these in the living room!"

Xiujue came back to his senses, looked at the flower pots moved by the flower garden owner, and counted roughly seventy or eighty, "Is it too many? Growing flowers is very troublesome."

Dong Changqing didn't understand, "It's not troublesome to grow flowers, I can take care of them very well."

The way the flower shop owner looked at him instantly changed from looking at the rich man to looking at the fool, and that change made Xiujue make up his mind.

I can no longer indulge Dong Changqing in such a ignorant manner.