Chapter 208: What kind of multiple-choice question is this?

Due to the sudden plot, Anting lost sleep. His mind was filled with lingering images, and he didn't fall asleep until 3:30 in the morning.

The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, I slept in late and didn’t wake up until ten o’clock in the morning. It was a very cold day, so I put on the new clothes I had prepared in advance and endured the mess. Hair.

With mixed feelings, he walked out of the living room, a little afraid of seeing Song Ci.

Guilt...

Although it’s not my fault, it’s always a bit awkward.

Who knew the room next door was empty.

Song Ci and Qiao Liang should go out.

"That's right, it's that time after all."

Anting simply washed up, ate a bowl of porridge, and went out. He had nothing to do at home anyway.

After all, Bauhinia Street is a rural area. It is always very lively during traditional holidays, especially the Spring Festival, which is very festive. There are children playing everywhere and the remains of red firecrackers everywhere. The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and orange trees are placed at the door of every house.

Very quickly.

Anting came to the basketball court at the entrance of the ancestral hall and found Song Ci and Qiao Liang, who were playing basketball with a group of children, including Xiaohui and Xiaoya.

Song Ci did not say anything against his will.

As time goes by, she likes Bauhinia Street and the people here more and more.

The friendship with Qiao Liang is gradually deepening.

At least at this moment, she and Qiao Liang were having fun.

The friendship between Song Ci and Bao Weiwei is actually mixed with some accidents and inevitability. On the one hand, it is the inevitability brought by being at the same table for several years. They have been at the same table from elementary school to junior high school. This is not enough. It would be unreasonable to become good friends; on the other hand, Song Ci lost his father at that time and came to a strange environment, so he urgently needed a friend.

The friendship between Song Ci and Qiao Liang is more pure. They make friends as equals and do not take advantage of others.

During the summer, Qiao Liang wore basketball pants all day long. She didn’t just wear them because she felt comfortable, but she really knew how to play basketball. Her body was very exaggerated when she played, even though she was tightly wrapped. In the strict winter, the amplitude is still not small.

Normally, whoever buys clothes during the Spring Festival will buy sports bras.

She is particularly good at dribbling.

Song Ci is just the opposite. Because she always plays basketball alone in her hometown community, she is very good at shooting the ball and is very accurate, but she is not good at dribbling the ball past others.

AntingkanLooking at these two people, if they form a basketball team, they may be an ace partner.

After a while, the two beautiful girls noticed the boy outside the court.

Qiao Liang waved enthusiastically, "The lazy bug is here!"

Song Ci glanced at the young man's black coat, then at his own pink coat, revealing With a satisfied smile, Anting asked: "Have you had breakfast?"

"Well... I had a bowl of porridge."

Anting was actually observing Song Ci's micro-expressions , mainly to see if she remembers what happened last night.

Seeing Song Ci’s reaction, Anting was able to confirm that Song Ci was probably in pieces and did not remember what happened last night.

Although I breathed a sigh of relief, I also had some regrets.

To this day, no matter how slow Anting is, he should have realized one thing.

After becoming a family member, I thought that my good impression of Song Ci had turned into family affection.

But in fact, I was wrong. The good feeling has not dissipated, it has just been suppressed. Like a jar of aged wine, it will not disappear after being sealed, but will become more and more mellow as it brews.

Is this a bad thing?

At the same time.

Anting couldn’t help but think back to another thing - the time capsule of the swearing-in meeting on the 300th day of the Lunar New Year. What did I write?

The memory gap caused by rebirth gradually became clear, but I could not remember the contents of that time bag.

Wait...

I must have written a love letter to Song Ci.

　Very possible.

On the day he came back from rebirth, the boy publicly confessed to Song Ci. Whether it was sincere or playful, a bohemian boy like him would not necessarily give up and would probably write something like that. thing.

Never mind.

The days ahead are long, go ahead and cherish them.

Since his rebirth, Anting has never escaped.

Only this time, he chose to escape.

Escape from shame, so useful!

　…

Since we had barbecue and drank wine last night, today’s lunch was particularly light, focusing on clearing the stomach.

An Ting is the chef, Song Ci and Qiao Liang, a little sister and a big sister, both of whom are doing things, are sitting in the living room, doing nothing.

When Qiao Liang tasted Anting’s cooking skills, he was actually very surprised, “Brother Ting,Whoever marries you and comes home will be very happy! ”

An Ting: “I am a man, I am a married woman, and I don’t want to get married. "

"Giggle..." Qiao Liang was amused.

After lunch.

The three of them had nothing to do and originally wanted to go I went to the cinema to watch a Lunar New Year movie, but I couldn’t buy tickets. It’s really hard to get movie tickets for the New Year’s Day, so I just watched some classic old movies at home.

Naite was also there.

A family of four, sitting in the living room on the third floor, wrapped in quilts, watching movies silently.

On a cold winter day, the picture is very warm.

Half seen , Anting asked Qiao Liang: "When will you go home? "

Qiao Liang was shameless and said, "I'm not leaving... I want to live with Song Ci. "

Anting: "."

Song Ci was also speechless.

Seeing the expressions of disgust on Anting and Song Ci's faces, Qiao Liang He said truthfully: “I won’t tease you anymore, my mother drove over to Bauhinia Street to pick me up at dusk. ”

Before the Spring Festival, Qiao Liang’s mother went abroad to pick up her husband. When she returned home, she happened to encounter some airflow and the flight was delayed. Otherwise, she would definitely come back to spend the New Year with her daughter.

Hearing this, the two of them felt a little reluctant to leave.

Qiao Liang and Bao Weiwei were somewhat similar.

When she was here, you thought she was annoying; When you are away, you will be lonely again.

Song Ci has a stubborn biological clock. Looking at it, it may be the time to sleep at noon, and he took a nap for a while, and finally fell asleep on the boy's shoulder.

After Song Ci fell asleep, Qiao Liang on the other side suddenly raised his mouth and said mysteriously: "Brother Ting, let me tell you something. "

"What's the matter? "An Ting was fascinated by the movie and never looked back.

"Don't I owe you a sexy picture? I decided to use Song Cici as the prototype. I woke up early today and studied her figure. I will be able to draw it right away. "

"Cough cough cough..."

Anting, who was watching a movie, originally didn't want to talk to Qiao Liang. When he heard this, he had to turn his face away and coughed first. , and then looked at her with strange eyes.

After thinking for a while, he frowned and complained: "Don't use other people's sisters as the subject of pornographic pictures... Also, didn't I let her do it last time? Don't you want to draw anymore? ”

“Well...but, I still owe you a shady picture, so I can’t just let it go...and I have the confidence to draw a super shady picture based on Song Ci.! "

Super awesome!!!

Hearing this, Anting fell into a human decision.

Then, Qiao Liang added: "It really can't be done. , my mother-in-law will become Goofy. ”

An Ting’s eyes widened. It was like, what kind of multiple-choice question was this? Nuclear bombs on the left, eggs on the right—between Song Ci and sissy Gao Fei, even a fool would choose!

　“Damn! Then it’s Song Ci! "

"Giggle. ”

Two hours later, a movie ended.

Perhaps because of the winter, Song Ci slept so deeply that no one could bear to disturb him.
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And Naite is not very peaceful. It’s time to walk the dog again. If he doesn’t go out for a walk, he will lose his temper and start barking.

Qiao Liang is here. I was interested and wanted to try walking the dog, "Shall I?" ”

After a brief thought, Anting agreed and followed, letting Qiao Liang hold the dog leash and walk Naite around Bauhinia Street.

In Fish While walking the dog by the pond, Qiao Liang suddenly remembered Xiao An who was still living in school, and said with some concern: "I have to find time to visit it in the next few days. "

An Ting was not that concerned about a kitten, "You go ahead, I'm too lazy to go there." ”

　“Hmm. ”

It’s past five o’clock in the afternoon.

There are enough clouds in the sky, gathering into a perfect dusk.

Anting and Qiao Liang are sitting On the bench by the fish pond, Naite was sitting on the ground.

Suddenly, a car with city A license plate appeared at the intersection of Bauhinia Street. Looking through the windshield, it came into view. It’s the old lady I met last time.

It should be Qiao Liang’s grandma or grandma.

Didn’t I say that my mother would pick her up?

Why did grandma pick her up?

Before the boy could ask any questions, Qiao Liang returned the milk to Anting and happily ran into the car.

“Bye bye. , Brother Ting, Naite! "

"Oh, by the way, help me say goodbye to Song Ci, Xiaoya and Xiaohui. ”

　“Okay. ”

This girl... came in such a hurry and left with a bang.

With Qiao Liang’s departure, this Spring Festival seems to be coming to an end like this.< br />
Just when the boy was thinking about this, a commercial vehicle parked at the intersection of Bauhinia Street. This was originally a small thing, but the person in the carThe business name caught his attention.

Dingsheng Real Estate.