She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 577 I will always favor my mochi (1)

Jing's old house.

After dinner, Mr. Jing asked someone to set up the chessboard as usual, and greeted him, "Come on, Youyou, play chess with Grandpa."

Mr. Jing is a chess fan. Every time Lin Qingyou comes here, he will call him to play chess.

At the beginning, the chessboard was still one-sided, but after being abused by the old man for such a long time, and she has been thinking about it in private, now when playing Go, it can't be said that it is evenly matched, at least it can be said that she is so strong. A small rookie grows into a big rooster.

Jing Xing casually brought a chair over, sat next to the chessboard, watched the two play chess, and at the same time flicked on his mobile phone.

Halfway through the chess game, Lin Qingyou held on to a white chess piece in her hand, looked at the board and hesitated for a few moments, and when she was about to drop the chess piece, Jing Xing suddenly raised her eyes.

Sensing his gaze, Lin Qingyou turned her head slightly.

The eyes of the two just collided.

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows, and then his eyes fell on a position in the upper left corner of the chessboard.

The implication is obvious.

Lin Qingyou let out an ah, without hesitation, she decisively dropped the chess piece.

"..."

Mr. Jing's eyes moved over in a blink of an eye, and he was instantly unhappy.

"Large." Old Master Jing glared at him, "You are a real gentleman who watches chess without talking, do you know that?"

"I didn't say anything." Jing Xing immediately pretended to play with his phone seriously, "Grandpa, don't accuse me."

Mr. Jing's heart is like a mirror: "Yes, you didn't say anything, but where are you looking in your eyes?"

"..."

buzzing-

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Jing Xing lowered his head and glanced at the constantly beating names on the screen, never felt that Cheng Xu's call came so timely.

He got up and picked up the phone.

Cheng Xu seemed to be eating something, and what he said sounded a little vague: "Brother Xing, what's going on, I just saw Brother Hui's Moments, where are you going to mess things up? Why not?" Calling me brother, you are too mean! If you call me brother, I will throw a left uppercut, a right uppercut, and another leg sweep..."

If it wasn't for Jing Xing's loud interruption, Cheng Xu's nonsense could have continued from the end of this year to the beginning of next year: "If you're bragging, wait until next time. Call, what's the matter?"

Cheng Xu chuckled: "It's nothing, I just saw Brother Hui's circle of friends and wanted to ask you what happened."

Jing Xing was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "It's nothing, I'll hang up."

Cheng Xu quickly said: "Hey, don't, brother, don't hang up first, I really have something to tell you."

Walking to the balcony, Jing Xing closed the door behind him.

The night is deep, the wind blows from the distant river, the trees in the courtyard are rustling, the dark clouds in the sky are still there, and there are scattered snow, the bright moon and stars are hidden behind the clouds, everything is hazy, and the distant The green hills are hidden in the mist, with only a faint outline showing.

Jing Xing leaned on the stone railing of the balcony, lowered his head, bit a cigarette, lit it, and said casually, "Tell me."

Cheng Xu muttered: "It's the Chinese New Year, my grandfather's birthday is the first day of the new year, and then I suddenly thought of something just now."

Jing Xing: "What?"

"Is it almost sister Qingyou's birthday?" Cheng Xu said.

"En." Jing Xing lowered his eyes, looked at the burning smoke thoughtfully, his voice was slightly hoarse, "There are still more than half a month."

The lonely fireworks flickered in the night, wrapping around his slender fingertips like an invisible mist.

No. [-] Middle School starts on March [-]th, and Xiao Nuomi Duanzi's birthday happens to be the second day of school.

"Have you decided on something to give?" Cheng Xu yelled, and he patted his thigh and became excited, as if the person who was going to celebrate the birthday was not his sister Qingyou, but him, "This is my birthday, a coming-of-age ceremony Ah, it only happens once in a lifetime, it’s different from others.”

Jing Xing: "..."

No, it's not you for the little glutinous rice dumpling's birthday, how excited are you?
Cheng Xu said again: "Brother, do you have any ideas? If not, listen to my brother first. I just had a flash of inspiration in my mind, and I came up with a very romantic move."

Although he knew that most of what Cheng Xu said was useless nonsense, but Jing Xing still wanted to hear what kind of ideas he, who should "sell at a low price", could come up with.

"You must buy a birthday cake for your birthday. Then you can make a surprise." Cheng Xu said, "Go and buy a ring, then hide this ring in the birthday cake, let Qingyou sister eat it by herself, and then kneel down on one knee Land, a romantic confession."

Jing Xing: "..."

This is romance?

Jing Xing didn't see that the waves were not romantic, but he could see that the waves were "many", and it was a man with water and golden mountains.

This water is still the water in Cheng Xu's mind.

Doesn't he remember the last time he ate a simple birthday cake and nearly choked him to death by jamming nuts in the cake?

"Brother, what do you think of my idea?" Cheng Xu was still talking about his grand plans with great interest.

Jing Xing refused: "No, I dare not."

The last time Cheng Xu choked once was enough, Jing Xing didn't want Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi to suffer too.

"No, brother, what's the matter with you?" Cheng Xu thought he was trying to save face, but couldn't get rid of this face, and immediately spoke up, "You are still not a man, what's wrong with asking you to kneel in front of your girlfriend, Can't save face?"

"No." Jing Xing said calmly, "I'm afraid that she would swallow it in one gulp and then get the ring stuck in her throat."

Cheng Xu: "..."

This possibility is extremely high.

The long cigarette held between his fingertips was half burned, Jing Xing pressed the end button, and silenced Cheng Xu's chattering voice on the phone.

After a year, Cheng Xu didn't let him stop.

Just as he put away his phone, there was a sudden movement from the glass door behind him.

Thinking it was a small glutinous rice dumpling, Jing Xing raised his head lazily.

What caught my eye was a long light-colored dress.

It's not the little glutinous rice balls, it's Wen Ya who was left by the old man for dinner.

Jing Xing's eyelashes moved slightly, but he wasn't too surprised, his eyes flicked past her lightly, without staying too long.

Frankly speaking, neither he nor Wen Ya can be regarded as the kind of friends who nod their heads.

Because old man Wen and his grandfather are close friends, Jing Xing only met Wen Ya a few times, but he didn't come to old man's side often, and since Wen Ya went abroad to study later, Jing Xing's impression of her was just that he knew her. The phase of her name is gone.

Seeing that Jing Xing didn't speak, Wen Ya paused for a while to close the door, hesitated for a while, and walked over anyway.

Speaking of which, it has been three years since the last time we met.

(End of this chapter)