I Don’t Want This White Moonlight Anymore!

Several people turned their eyes, Zhao Yinqing looked at him like a ghost.

Dou Na knew that the two of them lived together, so she was not surprised, only said, "I just happened to be leaving, drink up, we will make an appointment next time."

Qin Yu looked at this, looked at that, stumbling and saying: "That, that, then I will send her off."

Calling a car on the side of the road, Dou Na was absent and tripped under her feet, Qin Yu quickly picked her up.

He said: "Be careful when you walk. I can't help it if you fall."

Dou Na rolled his eyes.

Waiting for someone to walk away in the car, Ren Xue retracted her gaze and turned to the other two people.

She smiled politely at Zhao Yinqing.

Zhao Yinqing was a little embarrassed. She was the main rival in love in her previous life. Although she had never had a positive argument, it was difficult for her to have a good attitude towards this person through years of jealousy.

It's been a lifetime, and this deep-rooted unwelcome is also a little bit overwhelming for a while.

So Zhao Yinqing couldn't laugh, but he didn't want to face each other coldly, so he could only stare at each other dryly, removing the embarrassment, and also embarrassed.

Sun Lu handed the things he was holding to Ren Xue and said, "Go back and be careful."

"The dinner I said before..."

"Stop eating, I'll go back first."

Ren Xue stopped, slowly reaching out to take the things over.

Sun Lu rushed to Zhao Yinqing and lifted his chin, and said, "Let's go."

After walking a few steps, he found that Zhao Yinqing hadn't moved, and Sun Lu turned his head and shouted, "Go, Zhao Yinqing!"

Zhao Yinqing finally glanced at Ren Xue, lowered his head, and was silent, not knowing what he was thinking, and followed in Sun Lu's footsteps.

Without taking a taxi right away, stepping on the hot road, first walked for a while.

Zhao Yinqing put his hands on his forehead to block the sun. He squinted at Sun Lu, who was a few steps ahead. He walked fast and steadily. He didn't feel the heat wave at all. He was tall, and the sun was slanting from the shadows. Was left in the middle of the road.

He didn't appear to stop, as if he was going to keep going like this.

Zhao Yinqing felt that there was something wrong with this person, and this was deliberately toss her today.

As soon as she stopped, she gave a "hello" and shouted, "How long are you going to walk?"

Sun Lu turned around to look at her, with no expression at all, his mouth pursed into a line.

"If you are going to go back, I will not accompany you."

Sun Lu sighed, as if suppressing something, and said, "I'm afraid you will be bored when I go back so early."

"Isn't it boring to step on the road?"

Sun Lu said, "Do you have dim sum? There is a beef fan shop in front of you."

Zhao Yinqing frowned and looked at him.

Sun Lu said, "It's delicious."

Zhao Yinqing wakes up late, eats less lunch, recently rested at home, and eats something to fill his stomach in the afternoon.

So this is actually really hungry.

The beef fan shop is on the streets of Laojie, and you can smell the fragrance from a distance.

The width of the two stores, the console is at the door, you can see the milky white soup tumbling in the vat, and the tall cow bones.

The yellow square tables and square stools are arranged in sequence. At this point, there are quite a few guests.

They chose a corner position and sat down, and the boss asked distantly, "Do you want beef bones or beef?"

Sun Lu looked at her questioningly.

Zhao Yinqing said: "Bull bones."

Sun Lu got up and confessed, then quickly turned back and brought a cup of hot water along the way.

After putting the tableware for the two of them inside, then they took the paper towels on the table and wiped the table thinly, fold them once they were dirty, and fold them again when they were dirty, and then stopped after wiping the two paper towels.

He looked up at Zhao Yinqing and said, "Where did you go to play today?"

"Sing."

"anything else?"

"Go to the supermarket."

"Have you played well?"

"Okay."

Two bowls of beef bone fans came up, and Sun Lu put his chopsticks and spoons away, put one in front of Zhao Yinqing, and pushed the chili sauce over.

Zhao Yinqing picked a little with a small spoon, stirred and started to eat.

She lowered her head and slurped attentively.

Zhao Yinqing has a hobby, but he likes to eat hot food when it is just out of the oven and the hot food is still out of the mouth.

So it didn't take long for her to sweat on her forehead and fine beads of sweat on her nose.

The white cheeks were puffed by the hot powder puff, and the pink lips were still opening and closing, and there was no intention to stop.

Sun Lu got up and went to the freezer to find two bottles of ice-cola, opened a can, and put it in her hand.

Zhao Yinqing's eyes were wrong, and he lifted up and took two big mouthfuls, his expression full of satisfaction.

The feeling that Sun Lu's chest was about to explode a moment ago, was watered by her expression, and it disappeared in an instant.

She is like this, heartless, and will not waste too much thought on him. She has been like this since the first time she saw him. What's so angry about her.

Sun Lu lowered his head and ate for a while, but the more he ate, the hotter he would sweat easily. The sweat under his clothes sticks with the clothes, making it very uncomfortable.

He doesn't like this feeling.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the fan on the wall shook his head and turned happily, and still could not dissipate the heat from the body.

Sun Lu set aside his chopsticks, leaned back, and drank ice-cola in small sips.

Zhao Yinqing took the time to glance at him, and said nothing.

It was Sun Lu who spoke first: "Do you have any plans for the future?"

What are your future plans?

study hard, improve every day.

Go to the last university, love someone seriously, work hard, live hard...

Zhao Yinqing glanced at him again-away from you.

She said: "I don't need to think about this at my age."

"The college entrance examination is very important. It is the first big turn in life. Most people start from this step."

Zhao Yinqing picked a piece of meat from the bone with chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Sun Lu asked her: "What do you think?"

Zhao Yinqing nodded.

Sun Lu said, "Do you want to take supplementary lessons?"

Zhao Yinqing raised his eyelids.

Sun Lu paused for a moment, seemingly hard to speak, but still said, "I will help you."

Zhao Yinqing's eyebrows were visibly raised, an obvious surprise.

Isn't this person crazy? Actually asked Ying to help her with tuition?

After too long of silence, embarrassment began to spread.

Sun Lu's face slowly cooled down, and it was mixed with unnaturalness.

He said: "Just forget it if you don't need it."

Zhao Yinqing let out an "um".

After that, no one spoke any more, finished the noodles, and left.

The snacks were quite full, and Zhao Yinqing didn't come down during dinner. After a while, she didn't touch Sun Lu because of the staggered work and rest time.

On August 17, Zhao Yinqing received a call from Yan Qiaochun.

The mother and daughter haven't seen each other for a while. As soon as she received her call, Zhao Yinqing felt like a bank debt collection.

But surprisingly, Yan Qiaochun didn't ask for money this time. It was her birthday, and she asked Zhao Yinqing to have a meal.

Not to mention, I forgot, they are not fixed at other times, but Zhao Yinqing must be with her every birthday.

If you don’t go outside, just eat a little at home.

Zhao Yinqing went to order cakes, but the business in Daxiaxia's shop was very good. He waited for almost two hours to get it, and then took a taxi to the Xiangshui Huating.

I've been to the phone in advance, so the security door is just concealed.

Zhao Yinqing opened the door, put the cake on the shoe cabinet, and exchanged shoes with one hand on the wall.

"Drinking is here?" Yan Qiaochun shouted from inside.

Zhao Yinqing: "Yeah."

Putting on the summer slippers with cat ears, she looked up, stunned, and stopped as she walked in.

Standing in front of him was a young boy with blue T and black pants. He was slightly taller, with a very ordinary flat head cut, his skin was very white, he had a pair of smiling eyes, his mouth was naturally raised, and his appearance was very flattering.

"Hello," he said.

Zhao Yinqing looked at him suspiciously and glanced in.

"Your mother is cooking, I am..." He thought for a while before he continued, "Her colleague's son."

It is normal for Yan Qiaochun to have colleagues, but it is not normal for someone who can play with her and have such a normal son.

Zhao Yinqing raised his head and looked at him, obediently and said: "Hello."

Entering the living room, there are two people in the semi-open kitchen, a middle-aged man is in charge of cooking, and Yan Qiaochun starts.

Zhao Yinqing walked in and took a look at the man. The other person just turned around and pretended to be a dish. The two of them slammed their eyes. He immediately smiled and said hello first, "This is the drink, it looks really good, we are here. This is the first time I have seen you."

Very ordinary looks and ordinary clothes, but they are very clean. The plain facial features are brightly written with the words "honest person".

Yan Qiaochun said: "It's called Uncle Fu."

Zhao Yinqing screamed for the face.

Yan Qiaochun smiled and said: "You know my birthday, so Uncle Fu came over to help. It's hard for him."

Fu Guoxing said: "They are all neighbors, so it should be, no hard work."

He smirked twice, then turned his head and fired to work.

Zhao Yinqing said: "Neighbor? Isn't it a colleague?"

Yan Qiaochun: "I am also a colleague, I have changed jobs."

Zhao Yinqing frowned quickly.

Yan Qiaochun went on to say: "Uncle Fu and their unit just lacked a warehouse manager. The work is easy, there is an office, and the environment is clean, so I went there and adapted well."

"Really?" In Zhao Yinqing's impression, Yan Qiaochun is synonymous with "unreliable", so the credibility of what she said in her mouth is very common to her.

Fu Guoxing turned his head to help and said, "Our unit is engaged in electronic accessories. There are several people assigned to a warehouse. Your mother will be in charge of invoicing. The work is simple and it is really easy."

"She has no experience in this area." Zhao Yinqing said.

Fu Guoxing smiled and said, "Experience is based on accumulation. No one knows everything from the beginning."

Yan Qiaochun also said, "Uncle Fu is an accountant. If I really don't understand, I will find him. A good teacher can always teach good students, right?"

Fu Guoxing smiled and stared at her.

Zhao Yinqing: "..."

After exiting the kitchen and returning to the living room, the teenager sat on the sofa with a pile of metal pieces in front of him, some of which were taken off and assembled, and it was a metal three-dimensional model.

Zhao Yinqing sat down opposite and picked up the introduction paper beside him.

Introduced the size of the model, and the name-Moon Palace.

"Do you want to play?" he said.

Zhao Yinqing put the paper down: "Is this difficult?"

"It's not difficult. Just be careful and patient."

The whole model is divided into several parts, Chang'e flying to the moon, Qionglou Yuyu, the other courtyard, and the pavilion.

There are colored paintings on the metal. Just looking at the pictures after forming on the paper, it is very beautiful.

Zhao Yinqing picked up one piece and turned it over in his hand.

The boy threw the one at hand: "You play with this, cut the parts on it."

Did I tell you to play?

Zhao Yinqing was speechless for a moment, and then took another look. The young man tilted his head and assembled there, with a serious expression, completely different from the way he smiled a moment ago.

She took the pliers and began to cut the parts piece by piece, and the cut pieces were neatly placed so that he could choose.

The living room was quiet, only the fragmentary noises and low voices from the kitchen came, and time slowed down inexplicably.

After Zhao Yinqing cut it for a while, he would raise his head and look at the model slowly coming out a little bit, and gradually he began to look forward to it.

"Which part are you doing now?" Zhao Yinqing asked.

He said: "Chang'e is flying to the moon."

"Do you often play this?"

He smiled: "It's not often, but I'm free this summer, so I bought it to pass the time."

"You don't have homework during summer vacation?"

"I just finished the college entrance examination."

Zhao Yinqing let out a "wow" and said, "You are actually a high school student."

He laughed lowly, reached out his hand and moved a few times, picked out five or six pieces, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm so old."

"That's not what I meant." Zhao Yinqing was about to take another slice and cut it.

He stopped: "Wait until I finish installing these before cutting, otherwise it will be messy."

Zhao Yinqing let out an "Oh", playing with the pliers, and then said: "I'm just envious. I am now in the summer vacation of the first year of high school."

He said: "Slowly and quickly."

Zhao Yinqing: "Well, which high school do you come from?"

"One China."

Zhao Yinqing raised his eyebrows, and was from Sun Lu's previous school, a key high school, and only top students can get into it.

"Xueba!" she said.

He shook his head and said, "I made up the number."

"Where did you go to college?"

He said: "A is big."

"..." said Zhao Yinqing, one of the top universities in China, "Isn't this a schoolmaster? It's boring to pretend too much."

He handed over another piece of metal, smiled and glanced at Zhao Yinqing, his eyes were full of tolerance and gentleness, and said, "Cut this one now."

However, after only a few clips were cut this time, it was stopped.

Fu Guoxing untied his apron and stood at the dining table and cried out, "Fu Ze, I'm going to get some things to eat."

Zhao Yinqing repeated the sentence: "Fuze."

Fu Ze got up to wash his hands, looked down at her, and said, "Go, little sister."

Zhao Yinqing slipped off the sofa unknowingly and sat directly on the floor.

She stood up with her hands on her hands, and the two of them went back and forth to the kitchen to wash their hands.

Fu Ze said, "I know your name, but which two words are it?"

"My name is Zhao," Zhao Yinqing pressed the hand sanitizer twice, "The name is Drinking Water, Clear Ching."

He nodded: "I am paying, moisturizing Ze."

Zhao Yinqing wiped it dry on the towel and turned to look at him. Fu Zechong tilted her head, her facial features were clear and clear, and the smile at the corners of her mouth was unabated, like a flower climbing a wall in spring, full of vitality.

Standing in the living room, Yan Qiaochun suddenly said: "How much homework do you have yet to do? Bring it over next time. If you don't, you can ask Fu Ze."

Fu Guoxing said: "This is a real thing."

Zhao Yinqing would be flattered to let Yan Qiaochun find time to think of her homework.

Fu Ze said, "Is there?"

Zhao Yinqing looked at him.

Fu Ze said: "I have time anyway. If I really need it, I can really help."