Falling Heart

Chapter 44 You are not old, but your tone is not small

Xie Mingchao did not move as he said, his eyes drooping lazily.

Shen Qing raised the brim of his hat, broke off the iodophor cotton swab, and after applying it on the wound, took out a band-aid and stuck it on carefully, with the tail just in front of the tear mole at the end of the eye.

It didn't hide his most beautiful features.

He only needs to raise his eyes a little, and he can see her slightly tensed jaw.

The sun, which had been blocked for a long time, finally came out from behind the clouds, a little bit of light came through, and fell through the cracks in the roof tiles, reflecting on the tip of her small nose, glowing a faint orange.

Her eyelashes fluttered, her amber pupils shone with water, and she was busy with the movements of her hands with a focused expression.

Xie Mingchao was slightly distracted, but after a while, Shen Qing clapped her hands contentedly, "Okay, cute!"

"cute?"

He was in a trance for a moment and then came back to his senses. When he noticed her gloating expression, he turned to look at the glass wall.

One band-aid wasn't enough to cover all his wounds, so she put two crossed ones, and they were Doraemon ones with dazzling colors and patterns.

Xie Mingchao frowned in disgust, but seeing her staring intently at his forehead, he suppressed the idea of ​​tearing it off and lowered the brim of his hat.

He still remembered the purpose of calling her just now, and staggered his eyes to cover up, "Don't go in."

Shen Qing stubbornly wanted to enter the door, "I'm not afraid of bad luck, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm living well now, I don't need these extra wealth," Xie Mingchao dragged her down, "If you don't want to be more unlucky, go back."

The owner of the lottery shop came out with a red poster and posted it in bold yellow font: The highest prize of this issue is 40!

Shen Qing's eyes brightened: "Xie Mingchao, I promise it will be the last time."

His voice had already sank, "Shen Qing."

"How about this, if we really win, we'll split half the points?" She didn't really care about the money, but she knew his intentions and deliberately changed the subject with a relaxed tone, "If the first half doesn't come out, will you scratch the last half? Even if it’s unlucky, it’s half of us.”

Xie Mingchao looked at her quietly, but the emotions in the clear eyes could not be seen clearly.

Shen Qing softened her voice, and used her usual coquettish voice with Li Qinglu and Gong Xiaoxiao: "It's good to be at the same table, just come in."

She subconsciously finished speaking before thinking about shutting up.

Damn it, he's going to say he's a trap in a while!

His throat tightened inexplicably, and his eyelids trembled slightly, "Okay, you promise to be the last time."

"How many do you buy?"

The boss asked lazily with a cigarette in his mouth, surrounded by smoke.

Shen Qing solemnly took out a ten-yuan note, "One."

He sneered disdainfully, and looked the two of them back and forth, "Are you still a high school student? Just expect to get rich with a lottery ticket? Even if you win the lottery, so what? Don't you want to elope with money? As someone who has been here, Uncle Ting A word of advice, you won't get good results at your age."

"Is it over?" Shen Qing wanted to slap him, and interrupted impatiently, "As high school students, we only have one ideal, and that is to build a beautiful motherland."

"You, you don't have to worry about the future flowers of our motherland," she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled politely, "Hurry up and issue a lottery ticket, thank you."

The boss spit out a puff of smoke at her, and Shen Qing was choked and coughed repeatedly.

"You're not very young, and your tone is not small."

Xie Mingchao said coldly: "Don't you have a basic hospitality attitude when doing business?"

He glanced at the reporting phone posted on the wall, "I can invite someone from the Supervision Bureau to have tea."

The boss immediately put down his crossed legs, stubbed out the cigarette butt, and smiled: "I'm so sorry, I just had a brain twitch, so I'll print it out for you."

Shen Qing took the fresh lottery ticket and began to scratch the coating on it without hesitation.

"Hey, I won 50 yuan, and I got my money back." She checked the numbers again, her brows and eyes stretched with joy, "I'll leave the rest to you."

Xie Mingchao didn't have much expectation for the prize money. Shen Qing's winning prize was expected, so he scratched off the last layer casually.

"No."

"Hey wait, there's still one number that hasn't been scratched." Seeing that he was about to throw it away, Shen Qing hurriedly pressed his hand and pointed to one of them, "Here, here."

She focused on the numbers, but Xie Mingchao was so burned by the warm palm that he unconsciously withdrew his hand.

The lottery ticket flew to the ground lightly, Shen Qing didn't notice his abnormality, and bent down to pick it up.

"Since you're nervous, I'll finish the shaving."

The last number was completely revealed, and her eyes widened in shock.

"Hit... hit!"

The boss stood up in disbelief, turned over the counter, and staggered towards him.

Xie Mingchao stood in front of her, "There are cameras here, so be careful."

"Who the hell is going to grab it?" The boss was still trying to poke his head behind him, "I just want to see if I really won the prize that I just updated half an hour ago."

Shen Qing thought she was dazzled, so she tugged at the hem of Xie Mingchao's clothes, "Xie Mingchao, come and have a look."

"The grand prize number is 40, right?" She pointed to the last column, then moved to the fourth number on the same row, "Is this also 40?"

He nodded slightly, "Well, it's 40."

Shen Qing received his affirmative answer, and excitedly spun around in circles: "I won the big prize!"

Xie Mingchao frowned slightly, "Congratulations."

The boss took the lottery ticket and opened his mouth in shock, "Damn it, it's true!"

For a moment, he forgot that there was a gap between the table and the wall, and turned back, "I have to contact my superiors to send someone over to collect money."

"Boss, can you please not reveal any information about us?"

Shen Qing didn't want to be famous for winning the lottery, she was afraid of causing pink eye disease.

The boss knocked on the table in embarrassment, "Well..."

Shen Qing generously offered the condition: "A piece of Hua Zi."

He smiled happily, turned out from the table again, and was about to shake hands with Shen Qing, "It's easy to talk!"

Xie Mingchao's indifferent glance made the boss withdraw his hand resentfully, and changed his words with a smirk: "Before, I was blind and didn't know Taishan, you two are really young and promising!"

Shen Qing carefully put the lottery ticket back into the coin purse, picked up a pen and wrote down a string of phone numbers on the paper, "Remember to contact me when the process is completed."

"Good boss," he rubbed his hands obsequiously, "what do I call you?"

"Surname Shen."

"Okay Boss Shen, I will definitely contact you as soon as possible!"

He personally sent the two of them out of the door, bent straighter than a triangle ruler.

"Xie Mingchao, this time it was you who hit it." Shen Qing walked backwards facing Xie Mingchao, the breeze picked up and blurred the smile in her eyes, "So your good luck has also come."

Holding the hat in one hand, he walked slowly behind, and responded softly: "Yes."

Probably from the time they met, he, who had never been favored by good luck, also had the hope of a new life.

(End of this chapter)