Falling Heart

Chapter 102
Back in the lounge, Shen Qing immediately looked at the back of her hand after the light in front of her eyes recovered.

Xie Mingchao...have you put on lipstick?
She hid her hands in her cuffs as if to cover up, blocking the faint red mark.

Does the make-up artist have the foresight to put lipstick on Xie Mingchao's ruddy mouth!
Shen Qing felt the back of her hands burning hot, and she pulled on her cuffs uneasily.

She peeked at Xie Mingchao, he was sitting under the brightened lamp, the yellowish light reflected his side face, casting a layer of soft light.

Looking down, there are thin lips that are slightly pursed into a line glowing with water.

Fortunately, it was a boy who put on makeup for him, otherwise it would be hard to resist with Xie Mingchao's face.

Shen Qing only dared to take a look and then looked away, but her heart throbbed violently.

Zhang Jianshan deliberately came in and told them that the performance was good, and he was well received by the leaders.

The boys hugged each other excitedly, and the girls were afraid of making fancy dresses, so they just shook hands with each other excitedly.

Shen Qing also wanted to find someone to celebrate, but subconsciously thought of Xie Mingchao.However, he sat quietly in the corner, as if the cheers had nothing to do with him.

Zhang Jianshan looked at them with relief, "The school celebration is over successfully, you can change back to your original clothes."

"Shall we take a photo together before then?"

Although the squad leader did not get a role, she did her best to supervise their rehearsal, and her proposal was echoed by everyone.

Zhang Jianshan stood at position C, while Shen Qing and Xie Mingchao were pushed to the front.

The two had facial paralysis all the year round, so they became the only ones in the photo who didn't smile, and looked out of place with other people with bright smiles.

The squad leader sent the group photo to the group, and Shen Qing saved the photo.

The changing room was on the other side backstage, and everyone else had left the lounge to get changed.

Just as Shen Qing got up, Xie Mingchao called her to stop.

"Take a picture together?"

She paused, and pointed to herself in surprise, "Just us?"

"Well, my mother said that she wants to see a group photo of the hero and heroine."

His face was calm, as if he was telling the truth.

Shen Qing didn't doubt that he was there, she obediently stood beside him, and held up her mobile phone.

"Then use mine, my pixels are better."

When only Xie Mingchao was left by her side, she was much more natural than usual, making a pair of scissors to the camera.

Looking at the person on the screen whose expression remained unchanged, Shen Qing touched him, "Do you have a smile?"

"Do not laugh."

Every time he thought of touching his waist, he would frown in pain.

Shen Qing immediately understood that he was ticklish.

She could only temporarily violate the content of the guarantee, and secretly pinched his waist.

The muscle reaction was faster than the brain, the moment Xie Mingchao's expression changed, Shen Qing pressed the shutter.

She admired the photos with satisfaction, "That's right, the vivid look is better than the usual cold face."

Even though the person in the picture is not smiling, instead his brows are frowning as if in pain, but Shen Qing still thinks that when he has an expression, it is more pleasing to the eye.

Before Xie Mingchao scolded her in a deep voice, Shen Qing retreated to the door knowingly, lying on the edge of the door and waving at him, "I'll send you the photo back, I'm going to change my clothes first!"

Not long after, the phone in his pocket vibrated, and it was a group photo sent by her.

Xie Mingchao zoomed in on the photo and stayed on Shen Qing Biye's right hand, where a light red mark could be vaguely seen.

He turned his face slightly and looked at himself in the glasses. His lips were bright red, which was forcibly applied by the make-up artist.

The makeup artist said righteously at the time: "Although your original lip color is bright enough, the foundation I accidentally used for you is too white. If you don't wear lipstick, it will look too soft."

Rao Xie Mingchao didn't like being manipulated like this anymore, but considering that this was when he was participating in Shen Qing's favorite play, he still took back all his protests.

Xie Mingchao took out a piece of paper, wiped off the shiny lipstick, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.

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After Shen Qing changed her clothes, she went straight to Gong Xiaoxiao and Chen Qian who had been waiting at the school gate.

Gong Xiaoxiao cheered and embraced Shen Qing's shoulders, "It just so happens that there will be no classes tomorrow on Saturday, so we won't go home until we're drunk!"

"Then I have to talk to Aunt Xin first."

As soon as Shen Qing turned on the phone, a message popped up on the top.

Gong Xiaoxiao noticed with sharp eyes that it was Xie Mingchao's name, and said "Hey" maliciously.

"Why are you two in such close contact? Can we see what we talked about?"

"It's nothing to look at." Shen Qing pretended to be calm and slid the pop-up window, opened the address book, "I'm going to make a call, shut up."

Li Xin quickly connected, and asked softly, "Qingqing? Did the performance go well today?"

Shen Qing replied with a smile: "It went well. The head teacher said that there will be screen recordings for every program, and I will send them to you when I get back."

"Okay, are you going out to celebrate tonight?" Li Xin guessed the purpose of her call, "Remember to tell me again when it's over, and I'll pick you up."

"I'm with Xiaoxiao and the others, it will probably be very late, Aunt Xin, go to bed first, don't worry."

"That won't work. Although I don't worry about them, you are still children, so it's not safe at night." Li Xin sighed softly, "Well, I'll rest first, but the phone will always be turned on. You can contact me at any time."

Shen Qing sniffed movedly, "I see, thank you Aunt Xin."

Gong Xiaoxiao sighed enviously: "Qingqing is so happy, she grew up surrounded by love since she was a child."

"Surrounded?" Shen Qing snorted, "Love only exists between my parents, I was just an accident."

"It's just that you can't accept the way they love you." Chen Qian changed the subject in a timely manner, "What shall we eat later?"

Gong Xiaoxiao enthusiastically suggested: "It's such a cold day, of course it's hot pot!"

Shen Qing: "It's just that, I know a family that tastes good."

When Xie Mingchao was leaving the school gate, he happened to see the figures of the three of them turning at the end of the road.

Gong Xiaoxiao held Shen Qing's hand and walked on the left side. The tall boy named Chen Qian kept a step away from them, turning his face to talk to them from time to time.

He stared at it for a moment, then lowered his eyes sadly.

Yu Sheng once liked to walk with his shoulders hooked, but later, there was no such opportunity again.

The vibrating phone brought back his drifting thoughts, and he pressed the answer button.

"Chaochao, are you ready to go home?"

"Well, I'll be right back."

"Then bring Qingqing with me, I specially ordered an extra serving of crayfish."

Xie Mingchao took a long breath and replied after a while: "No need, she left with her friends."

There was a brief silence on the other side of the phone.

"Then go home quickly, boys should protect themselves outside."

"understood."

He hung up the phone and looked up at the pitch-black sky for a long while, until the back of his neck felt sore, then he looked away and walked straight to Taoyuan Community.

(End of this chapter)