After lunch, the three who had moved out of the dormitory did not return to their original dormitory. Instead, they went to a corner of the library to further discuss the construction of the base.
List out the functional areas you need, what kind of design you want, and what furniture you need, and write them all down clearly.
"How should the entertainment room be decorated? What should we put there?" Li Qianxia asked the two of them with great interest.
"Move all the books from the bookstore inside."
"Ah," Li Qianxia replied noncommittally.
“Hmm.” Li Changzhou said meaningfully.
"Do you two have a problem with this?" Yang Qinglan asked.
"No." The brother and sister shook their heads at the same time.
Yang Qinglan looked at the two of them for another two seconds, like a cat raising its paw, wondering whether to scratch them.
Planning the site was not a difficult task at all; the three of them, if not enthusiastic, were at least very interested.
Before we knew it, lunch break was over. After class in the afternoon, we gathered at the entrance of Siming Building (the building where Yang Qinglan had her classes).
On the long, straight, and wide road leading to the school gate, many sycamore trees had lost their leaves, but most of them were still green, perhaps because of yesterday's rain.
After putting the book back in the courtyard along the river, the two female college students changed their clothes.
Li Qianxia has a good physique and is not afraid of the cold. She wears high-waisted denim shorts, an off-shoulder top, and the hem of the top is tucked into her jeans. Even though it's late at night, she still wears a black hat, which makes her look energetic and sexy.
However, she didn't care what happened to her; Li Changzhou didn't care at all. The focus was on Yang Qinglan.
A deep blue, fitted, sleeveless long dress, a beige knitted cardigan, and long, black, veil-like hair—she was as gentle as the evening breeze.
"Miss Yang, you look beautiful."
"Thanks."
"Hmm? What about me?" Li Qianxia asked.
Li Changzhou opened his mouth, about to speak, when the announcement at the bus stop interrupted him.
(Bus No. 28 is about to arrive at the station. Please prepare to board.)
The three of them were startled and remained silent for two seconds before realizing what had happened and bursting into laughter.
Li Changzhou chuckled, while Yang Qinglan covered her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled faintly.
Li Qianxia laughed the loudest, her left hand on her hip and her right hand on Li Changzhou's shoulder, her whole body limp.
Finally, she even put her left hand on his shoulder, buried her face in his shoulder, and her exposed slender shoulder trembled. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was crying.
(Route 28 has arrived at the stop, please board.)
The station announcement came on again.
Yang Qinglan patted her shoulder: "Let's go."
Li Qianxia straightened up: "I'm dying of laughter." Her voice still held a hint of amusement as she wiped her eyes and then wiped them on Li Changzhou's clothes with practiced ease.
Watching the two of them get into the car, if it weren't for Yang Qinglan, Li Changzhou would definitely have given Li Qianxia a smack on the butt to show her what brotherly love was like.
"Brother, hurry up."
Okay, I still remember him, so I'll forgive her this time.
Li Changzhou wiped away the tears that had been shed and stepped onto the bus.
"Swipe your card, and don't forget yourself," Li Qianxia instructed, then took Yang Qinglan's arm and walked towards the back row.
"......"
Li Changzhou swiped his bus card three times.
The place they went to was known as "the decoration street".
Open the map and you'll see a dense array of categories such as "doors and windows," "hardware," "flooring," "integrated stoves," "lighting," "building materials," "bathroom fixtures," and "whole-house customization."
The difference lies in the prefixes of these fonts, such as "Mingcheng First-Class Building Materials" where the three are currently located and "Mingcheng Top-Tier Building Materials" across the street.
"How about this stone slab?" Yang Qinglan asked the two, pointing to a stone slab with her slender finger.
"The pattern is nice," Li Qianxia nodded.
Li Changzhou disagreed, saying, "Even if we don't use steel, we should at least go to the quarry, buy large, thick stones, and lay floor tiles... Even if we have the skills, it still doesn't feel safe. We can't just focus on aesthetics."
"Are you decorating your wedding room?" The salesperson came over. "How about wood-look tiles? They have the texture of wood flooring, and the ease of cleaning and lifespan of ceramic tiles."
Perhaps to make it easier to inquire about specific preferences, she also asked the three of them, "Which two are getting married?"
“Me and her.” Li Qianxia said, linking arms with Yang Qinglan.
Shop assistant: "..."
“Nonsense,” Li Changzhou said, “it was me and the two of them.”
Shop assistant: "......"
"Who wants to marry you?" Yang Qinglan walked out of the shop.
"Hey, Qinglan! When you say 'you,' are you referring to him or me?" Li Qianxia chased after her.
Li Changzhou was quite polite. He stayed and told the salesperson, "I'm sorry, we'll come back to your store to choose flooring after we've decided who will marry whom."
The shop assistant forced a smile: "Okay."
The three went to a steel shop and ordered steel that they thought was suitable.
Because he wanted a lot and had high demands, Li Changzhou only had enough money to pay the deposit, and he would need to pay more money later.
They strolled around the renovation street again, but didn't buy anything; they were just preparing for future furniture and renovations.
At 7:30, they went to the mall for dinner, but the two of them were out of money and had to mooch off Yang Qinglan.
"Qinglan, this, I want this!" Li Qianxia pointed to the car on display in the center of the square, with a huge screen in the middle that looked very high-end.
"no."
“This one…” she pointed to the bag shop, the kind where most of the bags are locked in a cabinet.
"no."
"Is this alright?" This time, he was referring to the sightseeing train in the square.
The passengers were either parents with children or couples.
"What do you think?" Yang Qinglan asked Li Changzhou.
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