Chapter 403: Can you not let go
Six o’clock in the afternoon.
At dusk, the sunset is beautiful.
The wind that blows from time to time disperses the heat that lingers all day long.
An Ting pushed the stroller, Song Ci held the dog leash, and the three of them and the dog walked together on Bauhinia Street.
The full moon party has passed, and the existence of An Song’s baby is no secret in Bauhinia Street. It’s okay for everyone to see the two siblings taking the baby for a walk together during the summer vacation.
They greeted each other warmly.
A group of children headed by Xiaohui and Xiaoya walked up.
I think back then, when I was in the third grade of junior high school in Anting, these two little guys were both in the first and second grade of elementary school.
In the blink of an eye, Anting and Song Ci were both in college, and they were in fifth and sixth grade.
In addition, Song Ci is actually very famous in Bauhinia Street, and is famous in the entire town, for no other reason than Qingbei University students.
Let alone more than ten years ago, even if it is placed in 2024, if someone in your village passes the Qingbei examination, it will probably be known in the streets.
Both Xiaohui and Xiaoya have reached the age where they are thinking about whether they should go to Tsinghua University or Peking University in the future. When they saw Song Ci, they became very excited, as if they were late students consulting their seniors.
"Sister Song Ci, should I choose Tsinghua University or Peking University in the future?"
An Ting and Song Ci couldn't help laughing. They really couldn't hit the two primary school students. The latter was calm. But Wen Wen said: "Anything is fine..."
"Oh~"
An Ting is worse, with a yin and yang attitude: "With your intelligence, Qingbei is not suitable for you. You should consider Cambridge, Harvard, and Stanford.”
Xiaohui was stunned for a moment. He probably didn’t know what Cambridge and Harvard meant, but he understood from Anting’s expression that this was more awesome than Qingbei. existence, he said seriously: "Yeah!"
Song Ci on the side was suppressing a smile, helpless at this boy's evil belly.
Then.
The two primary school students focused their attention on the baby on the stroller and said excitedly: "Wow, this is your sister, so cute."
Xiaoya looked at it carefully After a while, the little baby looked at Anting and Song Ci again, and said in surprise: "I discovered one thing... She looks like Anting and Song Ci, like your two children."
Very normal.
After all, he is the child of Father An and Aunt Song, and Anting is the son of Father An, and Song Ci is the daughter of Aunt Song, so it is natural for him to resemble these two people.
Xiaohui echoed: "Will you look like this when you give birth to a baby in the future?"
Hearing this, Anting and Song Ci were both a little embarrassed.
Immediately afterwards.
Xiao Hui is a talkative person who can’t stop talking.
"Brother Ting, when she grows up, can she be my wife?"
Faced with Xiaohui's unrestrained words, she just answered the multiple-choice question about Qingbei Anting, who was indifferent, lost his temper, lightly kicked the guy's butt, and said viciously: "Don't even think about it!"
In the young man's mind, this child is very important. It's not your turn to interfere with existence.
The keys cost three yuan each, and three keys cost ten yuan. Do you agree?
You don’t deserve it!
Unexpectedly.
The next second, Xiaohui walked away while crying.
Speaking plausibly.
"Uuuuu~ You said you liked Sister Song Ci before, but I didn't even want to fight with you; now you won't even give me the baby. Brother Ting is a bad person!"
Seeing that her brother ran away, Xiaoya didn't stay. She touched her nipple and left.
After waiting for the two children to leave, Anting glanced sideways and met Song Ci's strange gaze. The long, straight black girl said in a tone that was half serious and half joking: "Do you like me?"< br />
In a flash.
There are two opinions before Anting.
The first one claims that this is a love between family members, the younger brother likes the older sister.
The second one...
"Well, actually there is nothing to hide. Didn't I tell you that I have a crush on you a long time ago? It's not just me, everyone They all have a crush on you."
Song Ci is a perfect girl.
Normal boys will have a favorable impression.
At least in the mind of Anting before his rebirth, he generally had a similar favorable impression.
The point when Anting really fell in love with Song Ci was at the funeral later, when that hug became the only light for the rest of his life.
Song Ci criticized: "It's so superficial."
"I am such a superficial person."
This is naturally a lie , Anting's feelings for Song Ci were very complicated, so complicated that he couldn't understand them before he died.
At this time, Anting continued: "It's time to let go."
Relief means I like you - I have liked you.
Relieve, use scissors to straighten out the ignorant feelings - the affection between family members.
Between words.
An Ting turned around and looked at the other side of the fish pond. It was still a wasteland, which represented the desolation of the previous life.
He felt that it was time to let go of his past life and embrace this life.
However.
The long, straight black girl suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed the boy's wrist, and said nervously: "No! Don't let go..."
"Huh?"
Just when Anting was confused by this sentence, the street lights that had just been turned on were extinguished. Looking around, the entire street was without power.
Very quickly.
The uncles and aunts are all out.
Power failure during the peak period of mid-summer.
Ever since, the conversation between Anting and Song Ci came to an abrupt end.
The two returned home with their baby and Naite, and after checking, it turned out that there was indeed a collective power outage. After asking Bao Weiwei and others, they concluded that the entire town was out of power.
There is nothing wrong with the baby.
She couldn’t turn on the air conditioner because of the power outage, but it was just fine.
It was really uncomfortable in such a hot weather, with no electricity, no way to turn on fans and air conditioners, and Anting thought about going out to find a hotel to stay for a while.
I am also afraid that the hotel is not clean and my baby may get sick easily after staying there for one night.
That’s it.
An Ting and Song Ci decided to stay at home and wait for the call to come.
Although there is no electricity, there is gas at home, so I can cook noodles for dinner and it will not affect my bathing.
Perhaps due to the experience of a power outage a few years ago, I always have a lot of candles at home, so the light source is not a big problem.
Anting felt bored and originally wanted to ask Bao Weiwei and Gao Fei to come over and play, but there was a power outage in the whole town anyway.
Who would have known that the two people escaped very quickly, one went to Nancheng District to find his girlfriend, and the other stayed in the hotel directly.
“Hey, it’s so hot...”
For girls with long hair, the weather in over 30 degrees without electricity is a big test.
Anting comforted: "It doesn't matter, it's just a technical adjustment. This is 2010. The people on the power grid must be repairing it and there will be electricity soon."
It's ten nights. point.
The babies are all hereAsleep in the crib.
Still no power.
If there is no accident, there should be no electricity tonight. Anting smiled bitterly: "Then... I have laid a mat. How about laying a mat on the floor in the living room tonight?"
On the one hand, I have to take care of the baby, and on the other hand, the living room has doors and windows, which makes it cooler.
"Well..." At this point, Song Ci could not hold back any longer and laughed out loud: "The result... is still the same as four years ago."
"Yeah. ”
If I had to make a comparison, tonight is probably more difficult than that night four years ago. Four years ago, it was a typhoon that caused a power outage, so it was not so muggy.
The swaying candlelight and the bright moonlight complement each other.
An Ting and Song Ci were covered with the same quilt, covering their abdomens.
An Ting looked at the ceiling and sighed: "Unknowingly, we are all used to sleeping together..."
"Are you really used to it?"< br />
"Ang?"
Hearing the question from the long, straight black girl, Anting turned his face, but was startled. He thought Song Ci, who was dozens of centimeters away, Already close at hand.
In the dark night, a pair of exquisite starry eyes stared at the young man.
At that moment, Anting had to admit that his heart was in turmoil. Are you used to it? I can't get used to it.
Anting asked: "Song Ci, what's wrong with you?"