Chapter 297 We are not good at saying goodbye, it would be better if we don’t separate

When Anting and Qiao Liang finished watching Rainbow, the latter’s body was already wet, and the red and white striped T-shirt on his upper body, The white part is transparent, reflecting the black cover in the depths.

When he fell, Anting was in the upper position and was wearing shorts, so his clothes didn’t get wet much.

"You really like red and black..."

An Ting looked at the upper body of the girl with short hair and was a little shocked - it was so dark.

"You are still watching!?"

As she spoke, Qiao Liang covered her chest, her cheeks turned red, and she looked shy and cute.

“Why are you so shy?”

The first meeting between the two was already a mistake.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Liang's face turned redder, like a ripe apple, ready to be beaten.

"An Ting, take one of my memory loss punches!"

"Yo-yo!"

An Ting ran away.

One after another, they ran back to the store.

The commotion was about the same. Anting originally wanted to take out the maid uniform used in the warm winter activities from the utility room and let Qiao Liang change into it. Unfortunately, it was left there for too long. The maid uniform was too dirty and the season was wrong. Dressed too hot.

In desperation, the boy took off his orange apron, hung it around the girl's neck, and took her to buy some clothes nearby.

"It doesn't matter if I'm wet like this..." Qiao Liang said.

An Ting rolled his eyes and complained: "I'll spare you the trouble, just have this weak body. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold the next day and still live alone. I don't know who will take care of you." You."

"If I get sick, Brother Ting will take full responsibility and take care of me! Hehehehe..."

"I don't want to..."

An Ting doesn’t have time to take care of a sick cat.

 Immediately afterwards.

An Ting and Qiao Liang left the secret base and walked to the city square. As soon as they entered the square, the latter smiled like a flower and joked: "Is this a date?"


"Ouch~"

Song Ci is a very girly person. Even though she always looks perfect, shopping is still quite troublesome. Like many girls, it takes a long time to choose a piece of clothing.

Qiao Liang is different. She chooses clothes very quickly and accurately.

After a while, I bought shorts and shorts from a sports brand.

Just when Anting thought the task was completed, Qiao Liang suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the young man's wrist, and said in a complicated tone: "There is still one thing left."

"What? ?"

"Idiot, the outside has been solved, but the inside still needs to be..."

"Um..."

When I heard this.

An Ting realized that he had overlooked a very important point. This girl was soaked all over, not only on the outside, but also on the inside.

Actually...

There are sports bras in sports brand stores, but in non-sports situations, they are not that comfortable and have a strong sense of restraint.

Or I went to an ordinary clothing store.

Standing at the door of the store, Anting looked at the dazzling array of women's underwear inside through the display window. Even though he was a reborn person, he felt a sense of oppression.

"I'll wait for you outside."

"Hey, are you shy?"

Anting was speechless, "Well... "

"Giggle, I originally wanted you to pick out some styles."

"Idiot, I made it sound like you would wear it for me after I picked it up."< br />
　“Giggle, I won’t show it to you.”

“So what’s the point of me looking for styles? Buy it quickly and change it quickly. I’m hungry. Let’s go together. Let’s have dinner.”

Amidst Anting’s helpless complaints, Qiao Liang skipped into the clothing store with a silver bell-like laughter.

The young man standing in front of the store said that he didn't want to go in because he was bored, so he still cast his eyes inside the store, a little curious about what style the girl would buy.

Sure enough, it was red...

An interesting scene appeared. The clerk sister brought one that looked quite big and brought it over. Qiao Liang shook her head and pointed to the bigger one.

An Ting was slightly startled.

Maybe he was used to seeing Song Ci drying clothes at night and was used to the size. He didn’t expect that the gap between people could be so big.

The next second.

Qiao Liang, who was a few meters away, noticed the eyes outside the store, raised the extra large size in his hand, showed a sinister look on his face, and teased with his mouth: Do you like it?

There is no sound, just the shape of the mouth.

　At that moment, the girls in the store, as well as the men who accompanied the women shopping, all looked at Anting with admiration - you are lucky, your children will not be hungry in the future.

No matter how hard it is, we can’t hurt the child.

Sensing this awkward look, Anting held his forehead, feeling helpless. He could only pray to God to take care of this goblin.

Very quickly.

Qiao Liang, resurrected with full health, walked out of the store carrying a bag.

Wearing a loose black T-shirt, a pair of running shorts with some slits, and a pair of small slippers. At first glance, it looks like he is not wearing pants.

Sexy and brilliant.

　“Hee hee hee.”

It can be seen that this girl is still complacent about the evil she just did.

Anting could not help but pinched her cheek and said: "You scheming little devil."

It tastes good, but brother Ting is still not lively enough..." After saying that, Qiao Liang handed the bag in his hand to Anting and left quickly.

　"What is this?"

　"Idiot, I'm wearing a new one, where can I put the old one?"

　"Uh..."< br />
Anting subconsciously lowered his eyes and saw some wet underwear through the gap in the bag.

　“Don’t smell it~”

　“Whoever wants to smell this, it smells of rainwater.”

　In the summer, like this quilt Clothes soaked in rain will definitely smell bad, regardless of whether they are beautiful girls or not.

Having said that, if Qiao Liang was not around, Anting, who had a certain desire for knowledge, would most likely take a sniff.

Just when Anting's thoughts were slipping, he raised his eyes and met Qiao Liang's contemptuous gaze. The young man felt guilty, turned his face and whistled.

Frankly speaking.

Qiao Liang likes Anting. She doesn't mind if the boy smells her things. The main thing is that even she can't speak about this kind of thing.

Qiao Liang has always thought that he is a unique person. Until he met Anting, he gradually fell into the stereotype and was a little different from himself.

She doesn’t hate herself like this.

Brief embarrassment.

Qiao Liang touched his stomach and said, "I'm hungry, please treat me to a meal!"

"You guy…the same thing all the time. "

"You should really invite this girl to dinner. After all, you asked her to help collect information about the team club that Zhu Jiajun is about to join, and tell yourself.

At this moment, the night has already fallen. is coming.

It’s summer, and the City Square, as the only commercial center in Nancheng District, lights up with colorful lights at night, creating a bustling atmosphere.

Anting, Qiao Liang and Maomao went to a time-honored tea restaurant in the old market. Not only their friends, but also other students in Nancheng District should be familiar with this tea restaurant.

Claypot rice, Dutch oven There are leaf rice, bamboo tube rice, and all kinds of porridge, noodles, and rice. There are many kinds, and people can be rich and frugal.

Last year, Anting often ordered takeout. I ordered takeout from Qiangqing and this was the one I ordered.

The two of them had a full meal and walked out of the restaurant.

The young man’s mood had improved a lot, and the next step was to send Qiao off. Liang and Maomao went home.

…

Walked out of the restaurant and walked along the streets of the old market towards Osmanthus Road.

Passing by a store that specializes in buying second-hand electrical appliances, familiar singing sounds filled his ears. Anting turned his head and looked sideways, and happened to see one of the big screens playing a replay of Gu Xueli's concert.

Gu Xueli is celebrating the Spring Festival this year. Later, she debuted, no longer in the name of Sister Milk Tea, but in the name of Gu Xueli, and released her first single "Colorful Falling Heroes".

Released her first solo album in early summer, leading a national style trend .

At the end of summer, actually not long ago, she held her first solo concert.

In just six months, she became a smash hit.

Although the national style is not popular in the international community for the time being, it is enough in China.

Gu Xueli is known as the queen of national style.

Looking at the screen Anting was in a daze and said to himself: "Sister Xueli, you are so amazing. ”

Some people may think that Gu Xueli was able to reach this point thanks to Anting, which is nothing special, but in fact, it is more because of herself.

To a certain extent Said that Anting delayed her a bit.

She is a person without youth, but she is too entangled in youth.

She is not good at English songs at all, but she is here for Anting. Develop in that direction.

Fortunately, at the end of the "Super Singing" stage, Gu Xueli awakened and found her own style.Rather than imitating others.

"There are rumors that Sister Xueli may appear on the Spring Festival Gala this year." As he spoke, Qiao Liang realized that he had said nonsense and changed his words: "Well, with Sister Xueli With her current fame, as long as she is willing to attend the Spring Festival Gala, no one should object."

Even if her singing level is put aside, Gu Xueli's personal experience is very positive. Worthy of admiration.

A rural girl with excellent academic performance, but she graduated from junior high school and went south to work in order to support her younger siblings. She is neither humble nor haughty, neither steals nor robs. She sells milk tea and pursues a career in music.

From obscurity to household name.

It’s so positive that it explodes.

The officials are not stupid and are very happy to do marketing for such a positive person.

As long as Gu Xueli has this intention, she will definitely have a seat in the Spring Festival Gala if she tells her in advance.

"Well, she is worth it." After a pause, Anting continued: "It turns out that Sister Xueli has been gone for a year, time flies so fast."

Although he debuted in March this year, he participated in "Super Singer" in August last year, exactly one year ago.

"Well, I have known brother Ting for more than two years."

"I see...it has been two and a half years since I came back..."

Listen At Anting's inexplicable words, Qiao Liang tilted his head, somewhat confused.

Only Anting himself knows that it has been two and a half years since he was reborn.

An Ting did not explain anything, stretched and said: "Let's go, I'll take you home, and give you this girl who is not good at saying goodbye."

"Huh, you are not qualified to criticize me."

Qiao Liang actually saw it.

Regarding the fact that Zhu Jiajun was going to drop out of school early and start a career, the young man in front of him was actually very unhappy.

The next second.

Qiao Liang put the cat in his arms on Anting's hand. The latter didn't quite understand what it meant. He only heard the short-haired girl smiling and saying: "Hey, the cat belongs to you. You Belong to me."

"Idiot, I don't belong to anyone, and I don't like cats that much..."

"Despite what he said, the boy still Hold the cat obediently.

The old market is actually an area with no traffic order. Bicycles, motorcycles and cars run rampant, leaving cats walking alone and easily hit by cars.

“Don’t you like cats?” Qiao Liang said a littleFrustrated.

"I like cats that can change." At this point, Anting looked down at the cow cat in his arms, pretended to say: "Change for me!"

“(^ω^)Meow~” the cat named Xiao An meowed slightly cutely.

Qiao Liang on the side was amused by Anting. She suddenly muttered: "I wish I had just taken a closer look at the city square to see if there were any cat girl clothes."

Upon hearing this, An Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he pictured Qiao Liang in cat girl clothes.

Qiao Liang probably saw what the young man was thinking and smiled.

About ten minutes later.

The two came to Guihua Road.

The arcade style here is as unique as ever. There are still a few days left before the flowering season, and the streets are already filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

Before going upstairs, Qiao Liang invited Anting to eat a Wuyang cone together, but the latter did not refuse.

Just leaning on the pillars of the arcade, I silently finished a Wuyang cone.

Eating a Wuyang cone—this has become a part of Qiao Liang’s repertoire when she goes home.

Qiao Liang always eats faster than Anting, always taking the first step. This time the boy really grabbed her wrist, "Hey, your cat."

"Let him go back to Bauhinia Street with you for the summer vacation. Don't be unhappy."

The moment the words fell.

Like a fairy, Qiao Liang slipped away from the boy's hand. In the midsummer night wind, his hair swayed and strands of black hair fluttered.

When he reached the top of the stairs, Qiao Liang suddenly stopped and looked back: "An Ting, I was thinking..."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Since you are not good at saying goodbye and I am not good at saying goodbye, why don't we never say goodbye for the rest of our lives?"

We are all people who are not good at saying goodbye.

Since that’s the case, it’s better not to differentiate.

In a trance, Anting seemed to see a fairy with long hair.

I always praise Qiao Liang, who has short hair, for being unique and very handsome; maybe she is the most beautiful with long hair.