Chapter 436 It’s time to choose

Several college students happened to notice Zhu Jiajun, walked in, and asked for a photo.

I took a picture and was asked by others.

This guy’s underlying personality has not changed – he is the kind of pleaser who is not good at refusing.

It’s out of control.

Seeing that more and more people wanted to take photos, in order not to affect the normal business of the store, Zhu Jiajun simply went outside to take photos.

Gao Fei and Lin Yong went to work as photographers; Song Yuxun took the cat out for a walk.

Only Anting and Bao Weiwei were left in the store.

Through the glass wall, watching these former boys and girls turn into outstanding adults, Anting gradually realized that the youth of the second life was about to come to an end, and it seemed that it was already complete.

Unexpectedly.

At this moment.

Bao Weiwei walked quietly to Anting, lowered her voice, and said: "An Ting, we have no problem anymore, it's time for you to take care of your own affairs, dragging Song Ci and Qiao Liang is not good either."

"Hmm."

Carelessly.

At first, he just responded calmly, but soon realized something was wrong. He turned his face suddenly, looked at Bao Weiwei with disbelief, and said in surprise: "You...how do you know?"< br />
From Anting's perspective, he thought that his friends only knew that Qiao Liang liked him, but did not know that Song Ci liked him. He did not expect Bao Weiwei to suddenly say such a thing.

Really shocked.

"An Ting, don't underestimate Bao Sama." Seeing Anting's shuddering reaction, Bao Weiwei sighed and said: "Actually...it's not just me, everyone can see it. ”

Except for Zhu Jiajun, who is out to work for a career, everyone else has gradually become aware of this matter in recent years, but they just tacitly agree with it.

It’s been a few years, if we can’t see it anymore, we are no longer friends.

The two girls are their best friends. Bao Weiwei didn't know who to support and simply pretended to be dead; Gao Fei had roughly the same idea and respected the three people's mutual choices.

Song Yuxun had a good impression of Anting, but he took the initiative to withdraw and not get involved.

"Everyone has a good ending, and it's time for you to resolve this matter. I believe both Song Ci and Qiao Liang can understand you. No matter who you choose, they will both Acceptable."

　"Yes."

"And..."

"What else?" Anting asked doubtfully.

Bao Weiwei was gentler and replied: "I will be fine. Thank you for always protecting me."

Although Bao Weiwei didn't know what Anting was for. , but she knew that this boy had always been protecting her, and she always felt that this man had lost her once.

Thank you, Shaozi, for being willing to be my friend.

Thank you Anting, you and I are siblings, you and Song Ci are not siblings.

While talking, Bao Weiwei, like the grown-up Chibi Maruko-chan, walked to the memory wall with agile steps, looking at the scenes above, with light in her eyes, Bright as yesterday.

Although Bao Weiwei has not yet reached the point of death, based on the changes in his father and Gao Fei, the young man believes that such a sad future has been perfectly avoided.

Perhaps.

Bao Weiwei is right.

My mission is almost completed, and it’s time to deal with the last multiple-choice question.

Thinking of this, Anting opened the store door, walked out, walked to the osmanthus tree in front of the store, and picked up a withered golden osmanthus.

　…

　The rest of 2011.

As the enthusiasm for winning the championship dropped, everything slowly returned to calm.

In mid-January, winter vacation is here.

It was Song Ci who came back from the winter vacation.

One night.

An Ting is playing on the swing with little Ansong on the rooftop. Little Ansong is still three months shy of his second birthday. He can walk and talk, and has short hair. He is like a tomboy.

Looks so good-looking.

When hugged on the street, almost everyone would be surprised and praise: "This is the first time I see such a beautiful baby."

"Brother~Gaogao~"< br />
“Ouch!”

Upon hearing this, Anting’s heart melted.

There is a saying, compared to Aunt Song and Dad An, Anting is the one who loves the little one the most. I will read various baby care manuals when I have time.

It’s hard to imagine that this is a group boss.

Thanks to Anting, at least during the winter and summer vacations, Aunt Song and Dad An can get a chance to breathe.

Although the baby is very cute, he is too lively and always makes Aunt Song and Dad An exhausted from their work.

Those two people are no longer young people in their twenties, they are already in their forties, in their forties.

Suddenly Anting was reminded of Qiao Liang’s parents. It was really not good to have their first child after forty years; at least they had to have an older brother and sister.

Just when Anting was thinking of Qiao Liang, a beautiful figure walked out.

Song Ci walked out as always holding a basin full of washed personal clothes. Her long hair was wet, and she was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt, long trousers, pajamas, and small slippers.

It’s winter, and since Anting dares to take the baby to the rooftop to swing on the swing, it’s at least a warm winter.

It is very suitable for the southern climate.

No one was wrapped up tightly, and the clothes were quite cool.

"After you return home during the winter vacation, you will either stay in your room and work remotely, or play with little Ansong..."

"I have my own difficulties."

It sounds a bit narcissistic to say this, but whenever Anting walks on the road in a small town, he will still be recognized and chatted a lot about.

If you are recognized in City B, you can still be cool and cool.

In the small town of his hometown, he could not be so ruthless when facing his fellow villagers, so he simply went out less often to reduce unnecessary trouble.

"You are the only one who is great." Song Ci said scornfully.

At this moment, Anting looked at Song Ci who was hanging clothes and smelled a hint of jealousy. He recalled the previous sentence "Either work or spend time with the children", and felt a little confused - this was a hint to himself. Ignored her.

The next second, Anting walked to the edge of the balcony. There were flowerpots with strawberries there. Although the yield was very small, there were still a few strawberries. He picked them, washed them, and handed them to Song porcelain.

Song Ci was originally going to take the strawberry, but considering that he had just taken the underwear in his hand, he didn't reach out and just opened his mouth.

　“Ah…”

During this feeding process, Anting did not stop his hand in time, and his fingertips were accidentally caught.

Just when the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, Xiao Ansong, maybe thinking it was fun, extended a finger to Song Ci and said in a sweet voice, "Sister, eat your finger."

Not knowing whether adults' saliva would have any effect on babies, Song Ci didn't dare to kiss her fingertips, but just touched An Song's fingertips lightly with her cheek.

The baby laughed and danced with joy.

An Ting was rather wretched. He chanted to little An Ting and said: "You should reach out your jiojio and say to your sister, lick the baby'sjio. "

"Hey, Anting, can you be like an older brother and teach some serious things. "Song Ci was so happy.

An Ting smiled brightly.

Who knew An Song had really learned it, but the person was not Song Ci, but Anting , stretched out the jio covered with small white socks, and said in babbling words: "Brother, lick the baby's jio. "

An Ting: "."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, really don't learn this, especially with Dad and Aunt Song, I feel like I will Get scolded. "

Looking at their brother's defeat, Song Ci and An Song both laughed happily.

Song Ci: "You deserve it! ”

The family of three had a fuss for a while, and little Ansong felt a little sleepy. Anting took the little guy off the swing and took him back to the second floor, where he was handed over to Father An and Aunt Song to take care of.

Passing the stairs on the third floor, I saw that the rooftop was not closed and there were still lights.

Turned back again.

Song Ci had already hung up his clothes and was sitting alone. On the swing, I heard the footsteps behind me. Under the main light of the rooftop and the colorful small bulbs, I looked back at Anting, with complex thoughts hidden in my shining eyes.

"We want to swing together. A swing? ”

　“Hmm. ”

Song Ci moved her butt, and Anting sat on it.

The swing has a load-bearing capacity of 300 kilograms, which can still support these two people.

Although the data panel weighs 300 kilograms, this thing is like the battery capacity of a tram. You can’t trust it completely. Neither of them shook much, just slightly.

"Song Porcelain, do you have something to say to me? "

"Why do you ask? "Song Ci turned her face and said doubtfully.

"It's nothing, just intuition. "

Hearing this, Song Ci looked into the young man's eyes. He hesitated to speak, but still smiled and said: "An Ting, mother just told me that she and her uncle will participate in the street competition tomorrow. Let’s stay at home to take care of little Ansong tomorrow. Do you want to go out together and buy some new clothes for the New Year? "

On a whim, Anting joked: "A date? ”

　“Hmm. "

"How can a family of three go on a date..."

"This is a date! ”

After saying these words, Song Ci took the empty basin and went downstairs.

Returned to the room alone and closed the door.When I came to the door, I looked at the application form for studying abroad on the table, and a complex look appeared on my face unconsciously.

Song Ci’s academic progress is going very smoothly. Although she is only a junior, she has already completed her credits. The research group will end in the next semester. If nothing unexpected happens, she should graduate a year early and study abroad. .

Her life is about to enter the next stage.

No matter what, we still have to give this story a conclusion.