Jing Dong is very straight

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"How is it? Do you like it?" Jing Shuyun stood beside her holding the ticket stub, with a smile in his voice.

"Like it! But how did you know I liked stamps?"

Jing Shuyun smiled when he heard the sound, and did not speak. The two stood at the door, and the crowd pouring in behind them pushed them. Tang Qiubai instinctively stretched out his hand to protect Jing Shuyun, but when he was still hanging in the air, he was handed a hand. hold.

The heat from the palm penetrated into the blood along the skin, making her a little startled.

"Don't stand at the door," Jing Shuyun took a step forward and tentatively took her hand, "Let's go."

Tang Qiubai was half a step behind her, following behind her, but her eyes couldn't help wandering around the figure holding her hand and the figure in front of her, she didn't have time to look at all the stamps around her.

In other words, Tang Qiubai was a little reluctant to move his eyes away.

Jing Shuyun held Tang Qiubai's hand, and gently stroked the back of her hand. The pads of her fingers were smooth and delicate, with some warmth.

"We've only known each other not long ago. Do you remember that time I asked you to take care of the rice cakes for me?"

Jing Shuyun spoke suddenly.

"remember."

"That time I asked you what gift you want."

Tang Qiubai narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, "Panda dolls and postcards?"

"Yes, so I know your preferences."

Tang Qiubai looked at her with complicated mood ups and downs.

"Why do you like stamps?"

Jing Shuyun's eyes scanned the old stamps one after another, and asked slowly.

"Because it's interesting, especially when it's postmarked, it feels like a record." Tang Qiubai smiled.

"Then how much did you collect?"

"Not much," Tang Qiubai bent slightly, looked at the Panlong stamp in front of him, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "But I know a person, and he has quite a collection."

"Who?"

"It's not in real life," Tang Qiubai straightened up, "It's a friend I met on Weibo, whose ID is California Highway [-]."

"Oh?"

Jing Shuyun's face became a little unnatural, Tang Qiubai thought she just thought the ID was a little strange.

"It's a travel blogger I follow. He has been to many places, so he has a lot of collections." Tang Qiubai thought of California, and smiled softly, "He is very powerful."

"Is it?"

"Well, he also makes travel guides, but he only publishes one a year. I have followed his footsteps to a few places, and they are all good." Tang Qiubai didn't notice Jing Shuyun's expression, and said to him Continue to look at the stamps not far away.

"The handwriting is also good." Tang Qiubai added as if remembering something.

"…… anything else?"

"Anything else? Hmm... people are pretty good?" Tang Qiubai said casually, his eyes had already flown from one stamp to the next, completely unaware of the changing air pressure of the people around him.

Until her stepping foot failed to land for a long time, the person standing behind exerted force on her wrist, and pulled Tang Qiubai back inertially.

"Is my handwriting not good?" Jing Shuyun supported Tang Qiubai's unsteady figure with the other hand, and subconsciously lowered his voice, but his voice was not as calm as before.

Only then did Tang Qiubai feel the change in the magnetic field belatedly.

"Okay, very good." Subconsciously, Tang Qiubai stood up straight.

"Am I a bad person?"

"good, very good."

"Well, who is better between me and her?" Jing Shuyun supported Tang Qiubai's hand down, and it landed on Tang Qiubai's wrinkled clothes, smoothing it out bit by bit.

Tang Qiubai felt Jing Shuyun's tiny movements, and his limbs tensed up like an electric shock.

Jing Shuyun was very close to her, with his head slightly lowered, Tang Qiubai could even feel Jing Shuyun's shallow breath spraying on her neck, again and again, the breath slowly poured in along with the open collar, Excited, Tang Qiu rolled his throat, and the temperature on his cheeks suddenly rose.

"In my eyes, this person is the best." Tang Qiubai met her eyes and said frankly.

The person who got the answer curled his lips slightly, but his eyebrows moved almost at the same time, and a trace of annoyance flashed across his face.

Tang Qiubai couldn't understand Jing Shuyun's thoughts.

Praise her well, is this happy or unhappy?

The two of them looked all the way, and it was already noon when they came out again. The arrangement for the afternoon was simple, eating and shopping, which also surprised Tang Qiubai.

"What are you looking at me for?" This was the first time Jing Shuyun had received Tang Qiubai's gaze for countless times.

"No, I thought you wouldn't do such an ordinary thing?" Tang Qiubai said.

"What do I look like to you?"

"Hmm... the one who is wearing the holy light is very powerful, the one who doesn't eat fireworks?" Tang Qiubai tilted his head and thought for a while.

"... The Statue of Liberty?" Jing Shuyun looked at her with raised eyebrows.

When Tang Qiubai thought about it carefully, there was an inexplicable sense of overlap, and the inertial movement of wanting to nod was strangled in the cradle by Jing Shuyun's slightly squinted, threatening eyes.

For dinner, Tang Qiubai thought it would be high-end western food, but it turned out not to be. Instead, it was her favorite Chinese food. The sweet and sour pork ribs were placed closest to her.

Tang Qiubai couldn't help looking at the sweet and sour steak and the person sitting opposite her.