Leng Shaodu loves the genuine daughter

Sentimentality and sadness are used to describe women at any time, especially in the snowy night, An Xia, who is standing alone on the bicycle, puts the large backpack containing the folding chair and drawing board paint directly behind the seat , After fastening it with the double-row telescopic pull buckle, I pushed the bicycle and walked one deep and one shallow.

Because of the snow, An Xia parked the car under the big tree on the west side of the square. The snow in such a place is relatively deep. She would never go out by bike, so she returned to the spacious room after a few minutes. She just rode a bicycle when she was on the main road in the city. She has been in France for so long, and she spends most of her time painting and enjoying life. She also has this habit every night. But after today’s accident, her mood Very bad.

"Ding..." There was a crisp sound of the car bell behind her, and An Xia subconsciously turned her head to take a look. In such a street, it is rare to see people riding bicycles like her in the middle of the night, so she couldn't help but She took a look, but felt a little familiar at the first glance, but before she looked away, she heard the other party's voice reminding her.

"If you don't look at the road ahead, you will fall..."

This kind reminder didn't seem to be effective. Before An Xia could react, the bicycle had already hit the pile of snow in front of him, and he fell head-on with the car.

"Ouch...my arm!!" Half of An Xia's body was covered in snow in pain, and with a sound of "呵啦...", most of the brown cardigan coat was caught by the bicycle, and the hair in the shawl Covered with white snow.

This scene was too unexpected, and the person who originally reminded An Xia was also taken aback, as if he hadn't imagined that things would turn out like this.

"Hey, don't just be in a daze, help me anyway!" An Xia didn't speak French, but spoke in Chinese, because when he was just looking at the other party, he already knew that he was also an Asian, and the conditioned reflex blurted out.

Hearing what An Xia said, the people who were stunned immediately stopped the car and walked over. Instead of helping An Xia immediately, they pulled out the clothes stuck in the bike first, but unfortunately they were hung up. A big mouth.

"You should be able to stand up now, let me support you."

When An Xia heard this sentence, she somehow felt that it was more than a little familiar, so when she looked up and saw the person in front of her clearly, she suddenly realized it.

"It's you again!! Xu Qijun?"

Today, she had unexpectedly had such nonsensical encounters with this person three times a day, which obviously surprised An Xia.

"Why didn't you recognize me when you were looking at me just now?" Xu Qijun pulled her up from the snowdrift, helped her to the side of his bicycle, and directly propped up the foot brake of the mountain bike to let her She sat firmly on the back seat.

"Isn't that right? The lights on this road are all light yellow. Besides, I've only seen you in suits and leather shoes. How can I remember them completely after seeing you a few times?" An Xia looked down at the just now. The faint pain in the pressed arm continued to spread.

Xu Qijun didn't make too many movements, and went back to help the bicycle buried in the snowdrift. Although the large backpack on the back seat was fastened with a retractable zipper, some of it was more or less scattered, and there were a few paints on it. Some of the rods flowed out due to the pressure, but it looked extraordinarily beautiful when soaked in the white snow.

"This is strange. I recognized your back and rang the bell of the bicycle. I originally wanted to say hello to you and confirm it, but I didn't expect..."

"So that's the case. It seems that you need to clean up this mess for me. Please help me look at the things scattered in the bag, and help me pick them up as much as possible. Don't miss them. These things are very important."

An Xia, who was sitting on the back seat of the mountain bike, felt more and more pain in her arm, but she was worried that the things scattered in her bag would not be found due to the snow, so she naturally had a nervous look on her face.

Xu Qijun, who used to be tall and straight, was squatting in the snowdrift at this moment, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and inserted it in a relatively high position, searching carefully, and would ask a few words from time to time: "A few paint sticks have been pushed open. The color seems to be blue and green, is this oil paint? Or is it a paint like ink?" I took some paint on my hand and took a closer look.

"It's a gel-like substance similar to oil paint, because it is difficult to air-dry the lower-priced oil paint after painting, and the oil paint that is easy to air-dry in a short time is relatively expensive, so this kind of gel is derived, which is cheap and convenient. The packaging is like toothpaste." An Xia answered carefully, after all, it was a bit embarrassing for two unfamiliar strangers to stand in the cold, and it was rare that he didn't have to think about the topic, so he could only answer his question carefully.

Xu Qijun, who was squatting on the ground, listened patiently. Originally, he was only a little interested in An Xia. Although he and his sister made a bet with her, but when he met her again at night, he felt that he had an unusual fate with this woman.

After packing up the paint sticks on the ground, Xu Qijun refastened the big backpack and fastened it again with the retractable zipper.

"It's finished. I'll wrap those broken paint sticks with the paper from your drawing board, so they won't leak into your bag again."

Looking at the movements of Xu Qijun's hands, after being quite clear about his words, I secretly picked up in my heart, the paper on the drawing board is enough to buy a few more paint sticks, the more I help, the more I help, but because Xu Qijun belongs to the club As a VIP customer, she couldn't say anything for a while, so she nodded in embarrassment and said thank you.

"Aren't all of you people who like art like this? It seems to be that kind of elusive look. It's not easy to approach, but you don't dare to approach easily."

An Xia didn't answer, because the pain in her arm was getting worse and worse. She didn't want to get entangled with the person in front of her any longer, so she jumped off the back seat of his mountain bike and walked straight over. There was no damage, so he wanted to push the cart away, but when he stretched out his arm, he made a sound of pain.

"Bah..." The voice was low but muffled, as if it had been squeezed out of the jaws.

Xu Qijun, who was standing beside her, seemed to have sensed what she meant, so he took off the large backpack on the back seat together with the retractable zipper.

"You... What are you doing?" An Xia, who was puzzled, asked emotionally. Subconsciously, she didn't like to have too much interaction with this man who looked similar to Lu Yan.

This time it was Xu Qijun's turn to smile and say nothing, as if he was intentionally imitating her previous impoliteness, but his movements were very skillful, and he buckled the big backpack under the seat of his mountain bike in a short while. Because it is different from ordinary bicycles, the seat of mountain bikes is very high, the wheels are also relatively large, and the whole personality is several times better than ordinary bicycles. The movements of his hands are still continuing, as if they are still fixed.

No way, is this an eye for an eye?Do you want to drive me back by bike?It's really arbitrary, a bad guy, he didn't even ask my opinion, so he made a decision like this, An Xia thought in his heart, and even became more and more disgusted with this person, after clearly aware of his intentions, he didn't intend to continue entangled with him , So stubbornly pushed the bike with one hand and rode directly on it and left.

"Hey, Miss An Xia, you don't even want your backpack!" Xu Qijun yelled loudly in the direction where she was leaving, because he hadn't fixed the backpack yet, and he couldn't catch up immediately, so He sped up the movement of his hands a little, and when he was completely fixed, he immediately got on the bike and chased in the direction An Xia left, but where could he find a figure?
"Hehehe... She is an interesting woman, but she is riding so fast with her arm injured!"

Xu Qijun with a smile on his face said in a low voice, his eyes flashed unusually brightly. Fortunately, because of the bet with his sister, he also knew An Xia's phone number, so he didn't worry that he might miss her. So he turned the car around and rode towards the hotel where he was staying.

As for An Xia, who had an arm injury, she didn't go home, but stopped at a nearby clinic, because this street was closer to a high-end hotel, and there were relatively more people. She was worried that Xu Qijun would catch up, so she deliberately Walking in the direction of the hotel, I happened to find a clinic, so I just went in to see the arm injury.

"Excuse me, is the doctor there?" An Xia asked politely in French, holding up her injured arm.

As An Xia pushed the door open, the wind chimes hanging on the door rang crisply, and a French woman walked out from behind a row of crimson medicine cabinets. She was wearing a white coat and should be a doctor on duty.

"I am the doctor on duty, a licensed physician in our clinic, may I help you?"

An Xia lifted his injured arm, and said in detail: "Because I accidentally bumped into the cleaned snow next to the square while riding a bicycle, it may have hit somewhere, and it feels very painful."

The doctor took An Xia to the diagnosis room. The heating inside was very strong. The female doctor suggested that she take off her coat to see the injury on her arm.

"The position I pressed, if you feel pain, please tell me, because the radius and ulna are a little red and swollen, so I need to determine the specific position, and if necessary, I need to go to a professional orthopedic department to take a film, which will inevitably hurt the bone."

Hearing what the doctor said, An Xia felt that it would not be that serious for a while, so he cooperated with the doctor's examination and after detailed palpation, the doctor smiled and said that the bone was not injured, but it was because of the location of the strain It is close to the ligament, so it will be red and swollen.