Chapter 437 If I Confess Again

The next day.

Aunt Song and Dad An participated in a one-day trip organized by the Zijing Street Sub-district Office.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, after Xiao Ansong took a nap, Anting and Song Ci went out, driving a sports car.

Anting is already famous enough. If possible, I would like to keep a low profile when going out.

It was purely because Song Ci wanted to try driving this car.

An Ting still retains his original view of Song Ci - this girl who looks well-behaved, calm and reserved has the potential to be rebellious and wild.

City C is a third- and fourth-tier city.

In the past, there were many chemical factories, garment factories, and some light industries, and the population import and population export were equal. With the development of environmental governance and the deepening of urbanization, the population export is greater than Population input.

A city like this will eventually return to desertedness during the Spring Festival.

Along the way, the car drove along the national highway connecting the north and south urban areas. At the entrance of the national highway into Nancheng District, we saw a second commercial center that had just opened recently.

It should have been officially opened a week ago, and a series of activities were held. At this moment, it was crowded and lively.

While driving, Song Ci suggested: "Would you like to go there for a stroll?"

An Ting shook his head and said: "No, let's go to the city square. "

"You are really nostalgic..."

"It doesn't matter, I can separate personal emotions and business affairs. The second business center and secret base have been stationed. ."

Song Ci didn't force it, just said: "Yes."

Very quickly.

The car drove a few more kilometers and arrived at the city square.

It is impossible not to be affected by the second commercial center here. The flow of people is much less, but it is still within the acceptable range. It is quite satisfactory, not deserted or crowded, but it is very suitable for shopping. Especially with a little baby.

When the sports car was parked in the open-air parking lot of the square, many passers-by gathered their eyes.

Under the curious and hot eyes, Anting got out of the car carrying a baby bag and pushing a stroller with a baby in it; Song Ci also got out of the driver's seat.

Actually...

From the perspective of others, there is still a little contrast. I thought I would see handsome men and beautiful women, but in fact I did, but there was an extra baby.

It gives people a sense of déjà vu as a hot daddy.

Like many boys, Anting is indifferent to shopping and may even be a little impatient.

However, if it is to help little Ansong buy new clothes, then I will be very happy.

After all, it is just a commercial center in a small city. There are no international brands and luxury goods, but some popular brands. Anting and Song Ci don’t care about these, and they move towards the children’s area or Baby area.

As soon as you enter the store, you are mistaken for the child's parents, a family of three shopping.

After all, An Song does have many similarities with these two people.

These days, in small cities like this, there are indeed some people who get married and have children very early, not just as early as normal, but early beyond the legal limit.

The store clerk was not very surprised by this pair of parents who looked to be just over 20 years old.

Of course, their outstanding looks still make them the center of attention.

It happened that the store manager seized the business opportunity, put his hands together, and promoted a parent-child outfit. As the name suggests, it is a complete set for a family of three.

Out of novelty, the three of them put on this parent-child outfit, which made everyone present a little envious.

It seems to be tailor-made and looks very good.

An Ting and Song Ci looked at each other, a little embarrassed, because they were not the child's parents, they were just siblings. It was a bit strange to wear parent-child attire.

The store manager thought that the two of them were dissatisfied with the price, so he took the opportunity to express his purpose and said: "If the three of you are willing to take a set of photos for our store, I can give this set of clothes to you. Don’t worry, it won’t take you long. Within an hour, I will be the photographer, very soon!”

An Ting refused without hesitation, “No.”
< br />Some time ago, Anting accidentally became popular on the Internet. The whole world knew that he was rich, so he just wanted to be conspicuous and even brought his baby with him.

This is 2012, social security has been very stable, but there are still some worries.

Naturally, I refuse.

The store manager didn’t force it.

At this time, Xiao Ansong grabbed Anting with one hand and Song Ci with the other.

Seeing the eager look in the little guy’s eyes, Anting still bought this parent-child outfit.

For reasons of hygiene, I walked out without clothes, so I changed into private clothes before leaving the clothing store.

It’s about four o’clock in the afternoon.

It’s too early to eat,There is nothing to do at home.

"An Ting, why don't you go to the secret base to buy a drink first, and then go to the high school for a walk. It's been a long time since I went back to my alma mater."

Hearing Song Ci's words Suggestion, Anting nodded and agreed: "Well, let's take a walk."

The two of them pushed the crib and walked into the secret base first. There was no one they knew here, no matter the clerk. , or a guest.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the wall of memories.

I always complain about Bao Weiwei for doing these useless things, but it is these seemingly useless things that record our youth.

Youth itself may be cheap or even worthless.

However, it is of great significance in our minds.

The New Year is approaching, students are on vacation, and office workers are also welcoming the annual vacation one after another. There are still many customers in the store. Although it is an Anting store, I still queue up honestly to save the trouble. .

"I want a glass of signature..."

Just when Song Ci finished speaking, Anting was about to speak, but was interrupted.

Song Ci smiled slightly and said: "You are responsible for carrying the baby bag and stroller, but you have no hands to hold anything, and I don't want to carry two cups by myself."

Hearing this, Anting was a little stunned and didn't know why.

The next second.

Song Ci added: "I reluctantly have a drink with you."

As she spoke, Song Ci flicked the black hair beside her ear, her pretty face turned red, she didn't She's not the kind of girl who takes the initiative, but she can't be reserved anymore.

At this time.

When Xiao Ansong reached the age of babbling, he always loved to be a repeater, saying word by word: "One cup! One cup!"

An Ting smiled and said : "Yeah."

After a while.

The signature drink is ready.

An Ting and Song Ci returned to the car. This place was still one or two kilometers away from the school. It was impossible to walk there, so they had to drive the car to the gymnasium, which is near the slope outside the school.

Although you can drive the car to the school gate, I still want to revisit the long slope outside the school.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and as the No. 1 Middle School is on holiday, there are naturally no street stalls here, and even some shops are closed. The osmanthus trees on both sides are bare and desolate.

An Ting pushed the stroller and walked along the long slope outside the school.

Song Ci took a sip of the drink, stretched it out to Anting, and said: "Have a bite?"

"Yeah."

Indirect kissing is no longer important.

Many things have changed, only the strawberry-flavored redbud flower will never change.

A group of three people arrived at the school gate. They thought they could easily walk in, but they discovered that the school had an electronic access control and required a student card or work permit to enter.

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Everything is developing and everything is being standardized.

Gradually it became a little unkind.

It was the winter vacation after all, so both teachers and students were probably not around and couldn’t find anyone to take them in.

However.

Just when the two thought they were about to return in defeat, an unexpected person appeared on the other side of the school gate. The old principal, who was about 1.6 meters tall, waved towards Anting and greeted him. call.

　“Long time no see, classmate An.”

　“Old principal, do you still remember me?”

　“I remember both of you. ...The girl who was admitted to Qingbei; the boy who was admitted to the secret base..."

Hearing this, Anting seemed to think of something and laughed: "I almost forgot, old principal, you are a master of chaos. "

"Hahaha."

The old principal laughed and asked the guard to let him go.

After waiting for the three of them to come in together, the old principal became more and more friendly. He bent down, looked at the baby on the stroller, and said in surprise: "Oh, you all have children."

Upon hearing this, Anting and Song Ci looked at each other, shook their heads, and said: "No... it's more complicated to say."

"Then don't say it, go. Let's go, you are back to your alma mater to go shopping, not to accompany me, an old guy like me, to brag."

I have to say that the old principal is pragmatic and straightforward enough.

After saying these words, he waved his hands and walked away silently.

An Ting and Song Ci did not take any time off, pushing their strollers through every inch of campus land, including track and field fields, basketball courts, campus slopes, classrooms, administrative buildings, art buildings...

Except for the student dormitories, I basically walked through everything.

Finally.

Stopping on the slope inside the school, the osmanthus trees here are as bare and lifeless as the long slope outside the school.

Under the rugged light and shadow, Anting noticed the raised corners of Song Ci’s mouth and said curiously: “What’s going on?What are you laughing at? "

"Suddenly I remembered many things from the past. In the first year of high school, you pretended to be my boyfriend and participated in the dance performance at the New Year's party with Qiao Liang, rode a pony to get takeaways, and raised cats in the utility room together; in the second year of high school, you often fed us girls here, and we had three legs. Accidentally tied our feet..."

"It always feels like a long time has passed..."

Listening, Anting was in a trance. These things seemed to have happened yesterday. It seems very far away.

The beautiful memories of this life can almost cover the sadness of the previous life.

Song Ci curiously said: "Remember the 100-day swearing-in ceremony of our junior high school that was buried Time bag? "

"Well, the ten-year agreement is only a few years away. ”

The third grade of junior high school is 15 years old, and in ten years it will be 25 years old, and both of them are now 21 years old, and there are still four years to go, and they are already halfway through.

Song Ci said again: "Do you really not remember what you wrote in the time bag? "

An Ting shook his head and said truthfully: "I have no impression. "

"Pfft..."

"No, what are you laughing at? "

Song Ci said: "If you want to know, I can tell you what you wrote in the time bag. "

Anting was a little stunned now, and then he suddenly realized and said contemptuously: "You are so bad, you peek at other people's things! ”

Hmm.

Yes.

When he was in junior high school, Song Ci was the class monitor, and his time bag was two days before the 100-day swearing-in ceremony. Oh my God, it happens to be Friday. I gave it to Song Ci in advance. She does have a chance to see what others have written.

　"Idiot, I only read yours..."
< br />"An Ting joked.

Song Ci shook his head and said: "No, didn't I confess to you at that time? Coupled with the fact that I just learned that you are my stepbrother and some things from my childhood, I am a little bit curious. ”

For the sake of the sense of ceremony four years later, Anting didn’t want to know what he wrote at that time, and couldn’t resist his curiosity, so he still asked: “Reveal a little bit…”

Song Ci chuckled and said, "You confessed your love to me above. "

" "Real or false?" "

"Really! "

"It's so bad, it ruined my expectations for the future! ”

"Hahaha." With a smile on his face, Song Ci was rarely lively and a little sincere, and said: "If you confess to me now, I will agree to you unconditionally."