Chapter 250
This was simply the words used to coax a child. Jiang Qiao was unhappy: "I'm not that childish..."
She said she was not childish, but her eyes kept drifting out the window, looking eager. Lu Xun pretended not to notice and said obediently, "Well, you are not childish."
Facing the girl's slightly arrogant eyes, Lu Xun lowered his head and rested his forehead against the girl's forehead. Their eyes met, his gaze deepened, and his tone was inexplicable: "Jiang Xiaoqiao is the most mature......"
Skin to skin, warm body temperature transmitted to each other, can hear each other's heartbeat, who messed up the rhythm, the low and pleasant voice is hot in the ear,
Jiang Qiao stammered, “Well, of course.”
The snow was falling heavier and heavier. Gu Xing's chirping voice could be heard clearly through the glass window. Jiang Qiao could no longer sit still.
Seeing that the man was concentrating on his work, she secretly opened the suitcase, first put on a furry burgundy sweater, and then put on a clean dark gray windbreaker over the coat.
Thinking of something, she saw that the man didn't notice her, so she quickly took out a dark grey object and put it into the inner pocket of her windbreaker.
Even though the pockets of her windbreaker were deep, there was still a small bulge. She patted it and patted it to try to flatten it.
After everything was ready, Jiang Qiao sat by the bed and pretended to cough casually. No one responded to the first cough.
She frowned and coughed again. This time the man finally raised his noble eyelids and said in an unclear tone: "Mature Jiang Xiaoqiao wants to go down and play?"
Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”
Can't you be more tactful? ! Can't you see through it but not say it? !
"I think it's bad for your eyes if you keep working. You should go out for a walk." Jiang Qiao said earnestly and refused to admit it.
Lu Xun's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was calm: "Oh, don't worry about me, my eyes are fine, unlike someone who became nearsighted because of playing games in the middle of the night."
Someone with shortsightedness: “…………………………”
Jiang Qiao was choked. She gritted her teeth and got angry when she saw the man's serious look. She was a little annoyed: "Lu Xun, why are you so annoying!"
Jiang Xiaoqiao's attack power was not strong, and Lu Xun curled his lips almost imperceptibly, and said slowly: "Do you hate me again?"
This conversation was very familiar, as if she was deliberately acting coquettish. Jiang Qiao was unhappy and deliberately made her voice rough: "If you don't want to go out, forget it. I'll go out by myself."
As she spoke, she walked towards the door, but her steps were very slow. She caught a glimpse of the man getting up before she turned the doorknob with confidence.
The snow was falling heavily. In a short while, the ground was covered with a layer of white. Before it could blend with the rain, it was covered by more snow.
Gu Xing didn't know where he bought the fairy wand from. Under the dim sky, the fairy wand emitted colorful lights.
He was extremely childish, holding the fairy wand and pretending to poke it at Wang Jie who was standing upright. Wang Jie stepped back subconsciously and almost slipped. He steadied himself, frowned, and kicked him mercilessly.
Gu Xing's screams like a pig being slaughtered echoed in the empty old street. Seeing two people, one tall and one short, approaching from afar, he wailed and cried, "Brothers and sisters, please save me! I'm being abused!"
He cried like a pig during Chinese New Year, but there was not a single tear on his face.
Wang Jie's mouth twitched, and he walked over. His usual standard smile was gone, and he said with disdain, "Don't pay attention to him, he's a psychopath."
Jiang Qiao made a gesture to show that he understood.
Seeing that Jiang Qiao had no way out, Gu Xing stopped crying. As soon as he opened his eyes, he began to blame: "Brother Xun, please take care of your Jiang Xiaoqiao. Look at her, how could she do this to me......"
Gu Xing kept blabbering indignantly, but Lu Xun didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly, "Wang Jie."
Like a spell, Wang Jie skillfully pulled away Gu Xing who was still trying to output.
As they walked away, they could still hear Gu Xing begging for mercy and trying to please him. Wang Jie seemed unable to bear it anymore and shouted, "Shut up."
The whole world is finally quiet.
Jiang Qiao couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing: "Is Gu Xing sick?"
Lu Xun did not feel the slightest bit of guilt for backstabbing his friend. He nodded seriously, “A little bit.”
"It's hard for you to be friends with him, but..." Jiang Qiao patted the man's shoulder, rolled his eyes, and said calmly: "It is said that people hang out with people like them, and you don't feel wronged."
Lu Xun: “……………………………………”
Seeing the girl's cunning look of triumph, Lu Xun sighed and did not refute: "As long as you are happy."
Jiang Qiao raised her eyebrows to show that she was very happy. As long as she could confront Lu Xun, she would be happy. She let out a sigh of relief.
The two walked side by side along the old street, their black umbrellas shielding them from the snow. Jiang Qiao stretched out his hand, and the icy snowflakes fell on his palm and quickly melted.
The slightly red fingers were held by the warm and dry big hand. Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, and looked along the bony fingers to the owner of the big hand.
Lu Xun lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes looked very beautiful, and he naturally put the girl's hand into his coat pocket.
The umbrella was not big enough, and snow fell on one shoulder of his black coat. It quickly melted away, and Lu Xun seemed not to notice. He explained:
"It's very icy, just look at it, don't play with the snow."
“………………………………”
The fingers soaked by the snowflakes warmed up, extending from the fingertips to all parts of his limbs. Jiang Qiao's heart moved and he stopped.
Under the man's gaze, she took out a dark gray ball from her windbreaker pocket and handed it to the man, saying in a somewhat awkward tone: "For you."
The snow was still falling, and the street lights were on. The dim light illuminated a space, and also illuminated a dark grey, furry, unknown object in the girl's hand.
Jiang Qiao blushed and explained a little embarrassedly: "This is a scarf, for you."
The snow was still falling. The girl was holding a dark grey ball. Her cheeks were a little red from the cold, and the tip of her nose was also red. Only her big watery eyes looked at him eagerly as if offering a treasure.
Christmas, first snow, gloves…………
The scene merges with the present moment, time interweaves,
Lu Xun's breathing stopped for a moment, his mind went blank. For several seconds he couldn't hear what Jiang Qiao was saying, only his heart was beating violently.
Seeing the girl’s red fingers from the cold, he came to his senses. Instead of taking it, he slowly lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice: “Put it on me…”
The wind and snow continued, falling on the street lights and the hills of the western town. Suddenly, a figure appeared on the hilltop surrounded by a blue guardrail.
Under the black down jacket was a white sweater. He walked into the guardrail on layers of falling snow, leaving footprints wherever he walked, but they were quickly covered up without leaving any trace.
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