Dressed as a villain's squeamish little crying bag

Everyone had a bad taste for this dinner, and Qiu Yuning didn't have much appetite, but in order not to be hungry at night, he still tried his best to eat a bowl of rice.

After eating, Zhou Mingmei was stared at by Qiu Yuning's eyes that seemed to have a lot to say, and she had no choice but to say, "I'll pay."

Qiu Yuning breathed a sigh of relief, and grinned.

The waiter who welcomed them in before saw Zhou Mingmei approaching to ask the price, and it took him a while to react. He frantically looked for the computer, pressed a button, and said, "It's 323 yuan in total. I'll give you a small change, 320."

Zhou Mingmei took out the money from her bag and counted 320 yuan to the waiter. She was still a little bit pained. She didn't understand so much truth, but it was hard not to listen to Qiu Yuning crying and saying those things. She used to mess with him. It's very wrong to lose your temper, and now, it's very wrong to cry at him.

Zhou Mingmei paid the money as if she had completed a task, and said to Qiu Yuning: "Did you see that I paid? Don't cry anymore, you are 16 years old, and you will be an adult in two years, and you still cry , don't you feel ashamed?"

Qiu Yuning sniffed, and said in a low voice, "It's also embarrassing in front of you, I'm not afraid."

Zhou Mingmei was annoyed when she heard this, "Okay, look at your face, go back and wash it well, and then go to bed!"

Qiu Yuning responded softly.

After walking out of the restaurant, Qiu Yuning glanced at He Zhiyuan and said to Zhou Mingmei, "Mom, I want to take a walk to digest food."

Zhou Mingmei said: "Okay, you go, I will go back."

Qiu Zhaozhao said, "I'm with you too."

She said this to Qiu Yuning.

Qiu Yuning looked at her and gave a soft "hmm".

Zhou Mingmei and Qiu Shunming walked towards home together.

Zhou Mingmei recalled how Qiu Yuning was out of breath from crying, sighed, and said to Qiu Shunming: "Today he cried so hard, I don't even know what to do."

Qiu Shunming drank some wine, and his words were tinged with alcohol, "If you want Qiu Shuohai to talk to me like that, I would have slapped him."

Zhou Mingmei glared at him, "Don't always fight or not, Ning Ning is a promising person. Counting three generations of our family, he is the most promising. Whatever he says, we will follow him first, and it will be a few times." In a year, when he is admitted to university, I want him to say that we can't hear it anymore."

He also said: "Shunming, our son did not make a mistake, even Zhaozhao loves him so much, he speaks for her, and when we are old, can we ignore us? Shuohai is unreliable, and there is a younger son, right?"

After hearing this, Qiu Shunming nodded in agreement, "You're right."

The couple walked home chattering, on the other side, Qiu Zhaozhao followed Qiu Yuning on the left, and He Zhiyuan on the right, the three of them walked on the dimly lit road, without saying a word for a long time.

After a while, it was Qiu Zhaozhao who spoke again, and she whispered, "Ning Ning, do you really think so about what you said at the dinner table before?"

Qiu Yuning lowered his eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

He had already washed his face, and his face was still a little wet, and his eyes didn't seem so swollen, but he felt ugly, so he always lowered his head and looked at the road on his toes.

Qiu Zhaozhao said: "Actually, when I said that I wanted to go to work, I didn't mean it sincerely. I knew that my mother would be happy if I said such a thing, so I wanted to please her."

She said, her face was a little confused, "Dad always said that I was stupid, and that high school was a waste of money. It was the first time I got the top ten results in the school, and he asked me if I copied it. Do you think I am really stupid or not, I don’t know.”

Qiu Yuning whispered, "You are not stupid."

No matter how good Qiu Haiyan and Qiu Zhaozhao's grades are, Qiu Shunming said they are stupid and can't do anything, belittling them, but no matter how bad Qiu Shuohai's grades are, in the eyes of Qiu Shunming and Zhou Mingmei, they are all "smart".

Qiu Yuning really didn't understand what they were thinking, he sighed, and said seriously: "You're really not stupid, you just...just lack self-confidence."

Qiu Zhaozhao is not stupid, it's just that he wants to be affirmed too much, so he wants to go astray, but the value of a person is not affirmed by others, but he raises his weight little by little.

Qiu Zhaozhao nodded and said, "Actually, I am very inferior."

After she finished speaking, she stopped talking, they were all a family, and they actually had a somewhat clear understanding of each other's thoughts. After half a year, Qiu Zhaozhao also understood that Qiu Yuning was really doing her best.

After the three of them walked for a while, Qiu Zhaozhao said, "I'm going back, I want to have a good talk with my mother."

Qiu Yuning glanced at her in surprise, "What do you want to talk about?"

Qiu Zhaozhao said: "I don't know. I might tell her that after I turn [-], I will owe her all the tuition and living expenses, and I will pay her back when I work in the future."

Qiu Yuning fell silent.

Qiu Zhaozhao said: "It's fine, and I feel comfortable in my heart."

Qiu Yuning gave a soft "um" and said in a low voice, "Anyway... you have to be well, I hope you are doing well."

Qiu Zhaozhao said seriously: "Qiu Yuning, thank you, my sister told me so much, I can't even listen to it, but I like to listen to what you say."

She said, grinning, "I know you really want me to live well."

"Thank you so much."

Although it is very nasty, it can best express her current mood, the feeling of someone caring and caring, which is really good.

……

Qiu Yuning watched Qiu Zhaozhao leave, and he didn't look away until she turned the corner.

He Zhiyuan was beside him, keeping quiet until only the two of them were left, then he said slowly, "Do you want ice cream?"

Qiu Yuning froze for a moment, then replied in a low voice, "Eat."

He laughed again, "Are you a treat?"

He Zhiyuan smiled slightly, and said kindly: "I invite you to wait for me here."

Qiu Yuning gave a soft "um" and watched He Zhiyuan cross the zebra crossing to a store, and after shopping, cross the zebra crossing and return to him.

He Zhiyuan only had a small pudding in his hand, and a can of cold beer in the other.

Seeing the cold beer in his hand, Qiu Yuning froze for a moment and said, "Are you drinking?"

He Zhiyuan asked back: "No?"

Qiu Yuning took the little pudding and whispered, "Just don't get drunk."

He Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I don't get drunk that easily."

They found a clean place and sat down.

Qiu Yuning unwrapped the pudding and was about to eat it when a shadow covered his eyes, and immediately there was a cold sensation on his eyelids.

Qiu Yuning froze, and maintained the posture of opening his mouth to eat pudding for a while, before speaking: "You bought this because of me?"

He Zhiyuan said: "The eyes are swollen and ugly."

Qiu Yuning's cheeks bulged, and she fell silent.

After a while, he asked softly, "Is it really ugly?"

He Zhiyuan said in a low voice, "It should be taken."

"..."

He Zhiyuan gently rolled the cold beer, Qiu Yuning felt that the burning sensation on his eyelids was much less, he exhaled lightly, and quietly ate the small pudding with rich milky aroma.

After a while, He Zhiyuan took away the beer, looked down at him, and asked, "How is it? Are you comfortable?"

Qiu Yuning blinked, gave a soft "hmm", glanced at He Zhiyuan, quickly looked away, and whispered, "It's much more comfortable."

At this moment, he still speaks in a nasal voice, soft and thin, which adds a bit of softness and childishness to it.

He Zhiyuan opened the beer, took a sip, then turned his head to look at Qiu Yuning, and suddenly said, "I want to eat."

Qiu Yuning was stunned: "What to eat?"

He Zhiyuan slowly approached, with a low voice, "Eat your... small pudding."

After speaking, he reached out and grabbed Qiu Yuning's wrist, raised it slightly, and opened his mouth to bite.

"..." Qiu Yuning stared blankly at the little pudding in his hand that He Zhiyuan had already taken a big bite from, and didn't speak for a long while.

He Zhiyuan was still very close to him, and Qiu Yuning could feel that the breath he exhaled was still a little cold, with the milky scent of small pudding.

"You, how can you eat mine?" Qiu Yuning paused for a while before stammering.

He Zhiyuan didn't speak, just looked down at him.

Qiu Yuning's eyelids were still red, but the swelling had subsided a lot, so that He Zhiyuan could clearly see the panic and tension floating in his black and white clear eyes.

He could feel Qiu Xuning's breathing becoming short.

He Zhiyuan said: "You despise me?"

Qiu Yuning was dumb, and after a while, he stammered, "No, it's not a matter of disgust,... If you want to eat, you can buy it again, you eat mine..."

He Zhiyuan said: "Oh, you despise me."

"No! I didn't mean to dislike you." Qiu Yuning said bluntly.

The little pudding in his hand melted a little and dripped on his thin white fingers.

He Zhiyuan withdrew his gaze, and said casually, "Give it to me if you don't want to eat it, I'm used to eating your leftovers."

After saying this, Qiu Yuning blushed. Sometimes He Zhiyuan could eat something he couldn't eat without changing his face, but now it was his turn, he hesitated.

Qiu Yuning let out a breath, and said in a low voice, "No, I eat, I don't dislike you."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and took the little pudding that He Zhiyuan had bitten into his mouth.

The street lamp not far away emits a dim light, because Qiu Yuning's back is facing the street lamp, so his sudden red face can be easily covered by the night.

Qiu Yuning's heart beat suddenly, and his lips and tongue became hot. He tasted the beer, which was the beer that He Zhiyuan drank just now. It was astringent and bitter.

Facing the dim light, He Zhiyuan showed a smile on his face, that smile didn't look like he was reading a joke, it seemed to carry other meanings, and there was a charm called Qiu Yuning's throbbing.

It seemed to be due to the effect of light, He Zhiyuan's eyes were burning like a cluster of flames, he stared at Qiu Yuning, his voice became low, "Is it delicious?"

Qiu Yuning held the little pudding in his mouth, and a thick layer of red quickly appeared on his originally fair and transparent cheeks. Even with his back to the light, He Zhiyuan could still feel that his face, neck, and even the tips of his ears were now red.

As long as Qiu Yuning is emotional, it will be like this, everywhere is red, like a boiled shrimp.

He only glanced at He Zhiyuan, then quickly looked away, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say anything.

He Zhiyuan laughed silently, turned around, picked up the can of beer again, took a few sips as if nothing had happened, and said softly: "Eat this little pudding, go back and have a good sleep."

Qiu Yuning felt that the taste of beer in his mouth was gradually dissipating, but the heart in his chest was still restless because of his actions, and couldn't calm down.

He really wanted to ask He Zhiyuan loudly, if...was it on purpose?