Chapter 250 Half the Responsibility
As they walked and talked, Liu Wangxue's attention was suddenly attracted by a shirt in the window next to them.
When I looked up and saw the name of the store, it was, by coincidence, the brand store of the clothes they were wearing.
"Let's go in and take a look." After saying that, Liu Wangxue put away the rattle and went in first with Pengpeng and Guagua.
Xu Qingsong followed, holding Xiaoci and carrying the shopping bags.
"Welcome." A shopping guide came up to us enthusiastically. "Excuse me, what can you two do for us?"
"Let me have a look at that champagne-colored shirt in the window." Liu Wangxue said, pointing at Xu Qingsong, "His size."
The young man's eyes passed over Xu Qingsong for a moment, then he went to get his clothes.
There were not many people in the store at that time, so Liu Wangxue and Xu Qingsong sat on the sofa, put the bird cage on the coffee table, and Pengpeng squatted obediently at her feet.
Xu Qingsong put Xiaoci on the sofa as well. His arms were a little sore, so he relaxed a little.
He discussed with Liu Wangxue: "Champagne color, is it too bright?"
"You don't like it?" Liu Wangxue asked him.
"It's OK," Xu Qingsong said, "but I've never bought brightly colored clothes."
Liu Wangxue tugged at his sleeve, looking unconvinced: "Then what is this?"
Xiaoci probably felt the sofa was uncomfortable, so she snuggled into Xu Qingsong's arms again.
Xu Qingsong leaned back and stroked the small porcelain from head to toe with one hand: "I didn't buy this, it was given to me by my cousin."
Liu Wangxue thought about it and realized that since she met him, he seemed to have never worn any bright-colored clothes other than white.
"Then your cousin has a very good aesthetic sense," she looked at Xu Qingsong with eyes full of admiration, "You should actually try more bright colors, I think they suit you very well."
Xu Qingsong chuckled: "She didn't buy this dress out of aesthetics, it was purely superstition."
"What do you mean?" Liu Wangxue was curious. She had heard Xu Qingsong mention before that some of their family members were engaged in education, art, or scientific research. No matter how she thought about it, the word "superstition" had nothing to do with them.
Xu Qingsong was just about to answer when the shopping guide came over with clothes and started introducing them in a torrent of words - the new designer models from the autumn and winter series, how smooth and skin-friendly the fabrics were, how beautiful and unconventional the designs were, how the buttons were the finishing touch, etc.
The buttons are indeed the finishing touch. The shirt is just an ordinary casual style without any extra design, mercerized satin - Liu Wangxue was attracted by the color at first sight. This champagne color looks very comfortable, not too bright, nor too dark.
The second thing I noticed was the buttons, which were in the shape of ginkgo leaves, and each leaf had a different color and state. There were the tender green of spring, the yellow-green gradient of early autumn, and the golden and orange-yellow of late autumn; some were stretched, some were stacked, and some were dry and curled.
She preferred these small details, so she went forward to take a closer look and said to Xu Qingsong, "Try it."
Bright colors are Gugu's favorite. He jumped in the cage and imitated Liu Wangxue's words: "Try it! Try it!"
As soon as this voice came out, the store guide and several customers immediately looked over.
The young man praised: "This person's words are really standard."
Pengpeng, who was standing next to it, thought it was too noisy and disturbing others, so he slapped the cage with his paw, and the chirping volume gradually became lower and silent.
The young man chuckled.
"Are you sure?" Xu Qingsong asked, took Xiaoci from his arms, put her on the sofa, and stood up.
"Sure." Liu Wangxue took the clothes from the salesperson and handed them to him.
The young man made a gesture of invitation: "The locker room is over here, please follow me."
Liu Wangxue sat and waited for a while, then Xu Qingsong came out and asked her, "How is it?"
Liu Wangxue's eyes lit up, and she stood up and looked left and right: "It looks good. I said you can pull it off. This warm color scheme really suits you."
The breath of autumn sunshine suddenly hits you in the face, soft and warm, dazzling but not scorching.
She looked at Xu Qingsong with sparkling eyes: "This one?"
Xu Qingsong deliberately paused for two seconds without saying anything, and nodded in her expectant eyes: "Okay, this one."
He went back and changed it, and handed it to the salesman: "Pack it up."
Liu Wangxue came over and prepared to pay.
The salesman said attentively, "Actually, this shirt is designed to be unisex, and can be worn by both men and women. Would you like to buy one as a couple's outfit? Ladies can choose size XS, which is also a loose fit, similar to the one you two are wearing."
After saying that, he praised them both again.
As soon as the two people walked in, he knew at a glance that they were wearing the brand's new spring models. Because they hired a popular celebrity to endorse the products, they were sold out at the time and many couples bought them as couple outfits.
They are a men's clothing store, but since then, the brand designers have tried to take both men and women into consideration when designing some styles. This autumn and winter piece is designed for couples.
The guy thought he could sell two pieces at once, but the couple only bought one. So he had to promote the item, and only a fool would let it go as the commission was about to be in his hands.
Liu Wangxue wanted to say no, but Xu Qingsong beat her to the punch: "Okay, then bring one over."
The young man immediately put the piece in his hand on the cashier counter and happily went to get the clothes.
Liu Wangxue smiled without saying anything and just looked at Xu Qingsong.
Xu Qingsong made up an excuse: "If I hadn't stretched out my hand to flick your forehead, Fatty Winter Melon wouldn't have stretched out his claws to scratch me, and you wouldn't have stretched out your hand to stop him, and then neither of our clothes would have been damaged. So the cause of the incident was me, and we should each bear half of the responsibility."
Liu Wangxue was convinced.
At this time, the young man came back jogging with clothes in his hand. They were still packed. He opened the bag and handed it to Liu Wangxue for inspection.
Liu Wangxue threw the clothes to Xu Qingsong: "Whoever wants to buy it will be responsible for it."
She pointed to the item on the cash register and said to the guy, "First issue the receipt, I'll pay."
The young man was stunned for a moment. He looked at Liu Wangxue who was looking down at her phone, and then at Xu Qingsong.
Xu Qingsong smiled particularly brightly, nodded to the young man, then shook out the clothes in his hands, checked them front and back, and put them back on the cashier counter.
He reached out and poked Liu Wangxue's arm.
Liu Wangxue paid the money and took back the phone, then looked at him: "What are you doing?"
"It's okay," Xu Qingsong said, patting the place he had just poked, and the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed at all, "There's some dirt."
The young man handed the bag and receipt to Liu Wangxue: "Here you go."
Liu Wangxue took it and sat back on the sofa.
Xu Qingsong followed her back with his eyes until the young man asked him, "Sir, how do you pay here? Cash, scan code or swipe card?"
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