Falling Heart

Chapter 39 Have You Seen Enough?
Ever since Shen Qing tasted Li Xin's handicraft, she ran home immediately after school at noon, and hardly stayed at school.

On the way to school in the afternoon, she heard many people discussing the newly opened bakery.

"It seems that I can't be in the queue today, so I can only wait for this period of time to pass."

"Finally, we opened one here, and it is as popular as the rumors say."

"Their dessert is their signature, I really want to try it now!"

dessert?As soon as Shen Qing heard these two words, she became energetic.

When she saw the advertisement on the wall, she decided to check it out after school in the afternoon.

Shen Qing went to the classroom with anticipation, and gasped in surprise when she saw a dessert box on the table.

She picked up the packing box, which had the words "encounter" written on it in cursive.

Why is there this on her desk?Could it be that some long-eyed person fell in love with her, knowing that she likes desserts and specially bought them for her?
But when she thought that there was only Zhou Chen who was like chewing gum, Shen Qing felt a little disgusted and wanted to let go.

"I sent it."

Xie Mingchao, who was lying on his stomach, suddenly made a sound. His shoulders were a little sore from the long afternoon nap, and he sat up while pressing the back of his neck.

Shen Qing decided to take back the idea just now.

"How do you know I like desserts?" She opened it in surprise, and found that it was still her favorite tiramisu, "and it's still my favorite category!"

He glanced casually, "I bought it casually, it's just a coincidence."

"I said why have you been so unlucky recently, it turns out that all the good luck has passed on to you." Shen Qing stuffed the box into the drawer, "Save it for lunch after school in the afternoon."

Then she came to her senses and looked at him in confusion, "Why did you buy this all of a sudden?"

"Take it as a thank you."

Shen Qing clasped his hands together and bowed to him, "Thank you, a good man will have a safe life."

Xie Mingchao lowered his eyes lazily: "I don't like the good person card, maybe Zhou Chen will like it."

Hearing Zhou Chen's name, Shen Qing frowned subconsciously, "Don't mention him."

His voice sank suddenly, "Have you been harassed by him again?"

"As long as I go to the bathroom, he will definitely appear in the corridor," Shen Qing sighed in despair, "I'm used to it."

"He hasn't cared so much about anyone before, and it's probably because he really wants to."

She shrank her shoulders in fear, "I don't want this kind of blessing. I said I like girls and he refused to give up."

Xie Mingchao said quietly: "You don't usually have contact with girls, can he believe it?"

Shen Qing: "Then I can't go to the morgue and bring back the corpse and tell him that I really like dead people?"

He echoed: "Well, this idea can be done once and for all."

Her eyes lit up, "Then do you know anyone from the funeral home?"

Xie Mingchao: ...

I didn't expect her to come for real.

He flipped through the physics workbook, "I don't know it, so figure it out for yourself."

Shen Qing snorted coldly in her heart, it doesn't matter, she can still save the country with curves.

When she returned home after the evening self-study, she was on the scale immediately.

"Very good, five catties fatter than when I first came here."

Shen Qing completely forgot about sending the painting to Xie Mingchao, picked up the skipping rope and planned to exercise first.

Definitely want to lose weight next time Gong Xiaoxiao comes to Kyoto!

Probably due to the dual effects of the medicinal diet and the Dieda medicinal wine, she woke up with almost no pain in her ankles in the morning, so she dared to start exercising.

Xie Mingchao turned on the light in the living room, but Chen Ziwan was not at home as usual.

There is a note on the coffee table, the content is not surprising: I went to the bar.

Obviously, when he went to work for her last time, he said that it was not safe to quit his job as a resident singer in a bar at night.But she said that the salary was good and the boss respected her opinion, so she insisted on staying.

She always worked so hard just to give him a better life.

Xie Mingchao looked at the delicate handwriting on the note for a while, then sighed.

He sent the address to Shen Qing, and then prepared to take a bath.

Today the people upstairs seem to be less public-spirited than usual, and there is a constant crackling sound, which sounds like the sound of skipping rope.

Xie Mingchao had already given the people upstairs three chances, and he didn't want to bear it anymore this time.

Shen Qing had just finished dancing a thousand times, when she heard a rapid knock on the door, she thought it was Li Xin who didn't bring the key, and opened the door directly.

"Aunt Xin, you didn't bring..."

When he saw the person at the door, the voice stopped abruptly.

She stared blankly at the person in front of her, "Thank you... Xie Mingchao?"

He had just taken a shower, and before he had time to dry his hair, the hair on his forehead was hanging wet, still dripping, seeping down his cold white neck, rolling over his collarbone, and flowing into the open bath The invisible area under the collar of the gown.

"Have you seen enough?"

Familiar and cold tone, but with undisguised sarcasm.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Shen Qing withdrew her gaze and wiped the corner of her mouth subconsciously. Fortunately, she didn't drool.

Xie Mingchao closed his neckline, looked down at the skipping rope in her hand, "You were the one who dragged the heavy things in the middle of the night before I dared."

"Shen Qing, you must have a sense of public morality."

Shen Qing felt sorry from the bottom of her heart, and bowed solemnly, "I'm sorry, I won't make an example."

Before moving to Kyoto, she had been living in a detached villa. The houses were far apart, and the walls were soundproofed. Even if she was dancing in the house, the neighbors next door could not hear her.

Subconsciously, she developed a habit and forgot to take into account the feelings of the people downstairs.

Shen Qing was at fault for this matter, and she bowed very sincerely, at a standard ninety degrees.

Xie Mingchao helped her up, "You were not so polite when we first met."

"Wait, I'll get you a painting."

As if remembering something, Shen Qing immediately straightened up and ran into the room.

The door was not closed, Xie Mingchao casually took a look inside.

The layout is simple, but still warm, and the style is warm orange, which is very in line with her preferences.

Shen Qing came out holding a photo frame half the size of her.

Standing in front of him for a while, she smiled mysteriously, "Don't be too surprised."

She turned the photo frame, and Xie Mingchao's calm eyes showed layers of ripples.

The painting is indeed very detailed. In addition to the characters, she also added the background of the seaside, which is different from the original photo.

He stared blankly, "Why do you..."

"You can watch Moments, so can I," Shen Qing raised her eyebrows proudly, "Although you can't see any news in Moments, but the background is the sea of ​​M City, I think you should like it."

"Well, thank you," Xie Mingchao said softly, carefully taking the painting with both hands, "I like it very much."

She frowned slightly, "As long as you like it."

After he went back, he put the painting beside the sofa, and waited for Chen Ziwan to dismantle it himself when he came back.

Today is her birthday, but she obviously forgot.

Xie Mingchao sent her a message: [Go home early, there will be a surprise]

Chen Ziwan took a break after singing a song, picked up her mobile phone, saw the news of her precious son, immediately put down the guitar and started to pack things.

The manager stopped her: "Xiao Chen, where are you going?"

"Go home early."

(End of this chapter)