Plaid shirt and star armor

On the day Yu Qiu was discharged from the hospital, there were indeed a few troublemakers from the media, and they squatted around like flies sniffing fresh meat. However, Yu Xiao was just right in terms of business. He claimed that he would arrange a formal interview on a certain day, and he used some tricks. Let Yu Qiu leave safely.

There were not many people who came to pick her up. The girlfriends who were with her in class that day, the melon-faced elementary school girl who escaped the catastrophe because of her, Yu Qiu paused when she passed the door, and poked her mother's cheek with a sour nose. white hair.Fu Qianshu picked up a large bouquet of flowers. In the morning, he felt that the roses were too bright and the snowballs were fragrant. He paced back and forth in front of the shelf, committing the fear of choosing, and Cen Jingming arranged all kinds of flowers into a bunch.

This past month was not easy for the two of them. The school official blog was full of abuse. After Yu Qiu stepped forward, several senior sisters reported similar experiences. For a while, sparks started to ignite the fire. Like holding charcoal in the snow, it is commendable.It doesn't matter even if you are isolated and helpless, this old case is about to start trial, the scab on his wrist has scabbed and fell off, Yu Qiu's smiling eyes are twisting with strength.

Cen Jingming went back to his alma mater. Although the truth came to light, he didn't know what he refused. He still said that he had to prepare well for the winter exam.Fu Qianshu didn't go to ask questions, and ordered a few more political exercise books. After the payment page was turned, he got up and went to frame the pen and light color drawn by Cen Jingming.

It was a sketch, away from the lawn, the gurgling water, the high roof of the building and the sunset.He was hugged from the back, his heart was filled with joy, and he melted into the deep still water. When he looked at the bridge with endless flow from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Fu Qianshu thought, when Cen Jingming was painting, he saw the long-awaited campus. Maybe not much different from myself at this moment.

Firstly, he had limited energy, and secondly, he had to make arrangements early. Cen Jingming spent three days fishing in the shop and two days drying the net, and his attendance rate was no match for his own daughter Ye Zi.Yu Qiu applied for the extension of graduation and gradually took over Zhijian Senluo. At first, it was just to relax, but as the business became more prosperous, the brothers and sisters agreed together and simply handed over the full power to Yu Qiu, and Cen Jingming sat back and paid dividends.

It was not in vain, and several designs were released, which became popular on the Internet for a while.

Since Cen Jingming retreated to the second line, Yu Xiao came to the shop more and more frequently. One day, she got her nails done, and the next day she was invited to go shopping. She lay on the table to please Yu Qiu and said, "It's still Xiao Qiu who manages the shop. Cen Jingming, a big man, slammed the door, tsk tsk, so Xue Chong refused to let me come more—”

"Less choreography," Cen Jingming retorted, "Your family doesn't let you come because you don't know what kind of jealousy, it doesn't matter whether I am suitable for this job or not."

Yu Xiao's boyfriend Fu Qianshu met several times one after another. It is said that his name can be regarded as thunderous in the ears of people who know the way, and he can be called the most cool boy in the city. Wherever Xiao goes, as long as he has time, he will pick him up in person.The four of them went to the new bar opened by a friend that Cen Jingming had mentioned earlier, the three of Cen Xueyu toasted with each other, and Fu Qianshu nestled in Cen Jingming's arms to drink juice.

Cen Jingming's soldiers came to block the entertainment of those princes and brothers, but Fu Qianshu was rarely quiet that night, so he thought he didn't like it, and when he opened the car door for him, he whispered in his ear: "Baby, I know I was wrong." A tone of begging for mercy.

"Huh?" Fu Qianshu didn't know why.

While checking the seat belt, Cen Jingming said, "It's my fault for not thinking well. If you feel uncomfortable in this kind of occasion, we will not come here in the future."

"Oh no, you misunderstood."

He made this statement without explaining it, and his eyes were full of smiles, as if he was naughty climbing a high branch to pick the fruit, which made Cen Jingming hang his heart, and waited below with his arms open.

He is in a trance today, partly because the international competition is coming soon, and all members of their group have to conduct closed training, plus the formal process, it will take three weeks, each side of the day, long-term lovesickness, so staring at the picture in the light and dark will make him yearn. Mu Xiang's face, until the straw was so deflated that it could no longer hold the drink, and there was only thick ice cubes left in the glass.

Another part of the reason is hidden in the ambiguous place, such as a store of well-dressed dudes, even though they only play games casually, there are not a few of them as companions.Everyone knows that Cen Jingming is famous, but when Yu Xiao talked about the past with him in private, it was like a gentle knife's edge, not oily or salty.When they were sitting there upright, some ignorant flattery came up, and Cen Jingming answered beautifully, and at the end of the day, they were thrown thousands of feet away.

They almost missed it at that time, Fu Qianshu made up his mind to call him, and his tone was not cold.He held the glass tightly, with a large drop of water lingering on his fingertips. His heart was twitching and he went to look at Cen Jingming in the blurred light and shadow. The latter smiled leisurely and pulled him onto his lap, causing Fu Qianshu red face.

There was silence all around, and the laughter immediately spread.

Love, love, destiny.He got infinite love, and used himself to fill the deep desire, looking back, it was more than wonderful.

"I think you are exceptionally good, and I can't get enough of them." He said frankly, "None of them can compare to you, not even Xue Chong."

Cen Jingming knocked on the steering wheel following the car music: "So?"

"So," Fu Qianshu took the initiative to lean forward and kissed his forehead, "I am more than happy to repay the mortgage with you."

His level of love talk has finally increased day by day.

Surrounded by the smoke and fire in the market, it is very real and moving.

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The days passed faster and faster.In the blink of an eye, it was the end of June, and the students who had finished the exam were so anxious that they dragged their suitcases and ran on the road. Fu Qianshu was waiting for the training camp, and by the way, he was giving Cen Jingming some English.

After having him, Cen Jingming quit smoking without hesitation, and always dressed similarly to him. His hair had just been trimmed, and the hair was still the length of a rabbit's tail.With such a clean appearance, even when going to the dining hall, there are always girls who blushed and came over to borrow a meal card.

He was pushing a bicycle—he used to ride Xiao Huang, but there was a turmoil about the deposit, and all the money he charged was in vain, so Cen Jingming had to buy one, a beautiful mountain bike with a back seat, Asking Fu Qianshu to see him, he was worried that his aesthetics would be spoiled by him, and he would not get a high score in the preliminary examination of the postgraduate entrance examination.

Of course, Ji Youtian Wan sat on it without saying a word, first he pinched the hem of his clothes that was blown by the wind vainly, and after a moment of hesitation, he clasped Cen Jingming's waist.

"We will start training tomorrow," Fu Qianshu said, "You have to remember to talk to me on time every day."

Cen Jingming rang the car bell: "OK."

He also worriedly told: "Remember to memorize the words, I will do random checks when I come back."

Cen Jingming nodded helplessly: "Okay."

Fu Qianshu hugged him even tighter, and said, "You can make my nails too."

"Okay..." Cen Jingming stepped on the air, "Huh?"

"——See if you haven't practiced it for so long, your skills have deteriorated."

They happened to be going down the slope, and the wind whistling past their ears, Fu Qianshu finished the sentence with a smile in the wind.

The two of them were separated for only three weeks, acting like a mandarin duck, and spent the last night of parting at Cen Jingming's house. It didn't matter if he got up late, and he drove back to the university city.Fu Qianshu asked to bring it up early, but when the two of them finished their meal, Yu Qiu played them a video to suck the cat who worked in the store, and the clock was already ticking past eight o'clock.

"Why did you think of asking for this?" Cen Jingming put down his tools, moved a small stool and sat at a place shorter than him.

Fu Qianshu said vaguely: "If you want it, you can ask for it. You said it yourself, there is no rule that men can't use it." He brought up the past, and glanced at Cen Jingming vigilantly, as if he was afraid that the other party would regret it.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Well, Fu Qianshu ran out of ideas, tilted his head to ponder for a while, and suddenly said: "Just be my sister, do you remember, the one with the stars and the moon."

Of course Cen Jingming remembered, but he also saw that a certain tree who used to be a straight man of steel was not a drunkard, so he took the nail plate and pasted it on first, and then proceeded to the next homework.

His rapt attention is always impressive.Fu Qianshu lowered his chin, absent minded, thinking of Cen Jingming's lashes and feathers a few months ago, his slender fingers were like peeling protein, and his eyes sparkled when he smiled. He didn't know if it was the sunlight staying there, the refraction of the glass window, or his own is the light source.

The base color Cen Jingming used was only slightly darker than Fu Qianshu's carapace itself. When it was drying, his hand would slowly feel itchy when he stretched it in. Hold his wrists still.

... I don't know if it is an occupational disease or a bad taste.

Fortunately, it was successfully completed.

Fu Qianshu sat stiffly, stretched his waist, and flattened the back of his hands to look at it carefully.

His complexion was a bit darker than Cen Jingming's, but it had a healthy glow, and his hands were considered long, but the feeling of pulling was always a bit fleshy.The skin is delicate, the lines on the palms are clear, and there are no calluses. According to superstition, you will be knowledgeable, peaceful, and happy all your life.

Cen Jingming imagined that his hands were moving quickly on the keyboard, creating a new universe in the virtual space.

Xingyue is very suitable for him.He couldn't help but think that what he said so close to him made Fu Qianshu's blood rush.

Cen Jingming couldn't wait to pick him up, let him bury his head in his neck shyly, and fell down on the couch together.

——Fu Qianshu let him get what he wanted, and with the bright red night sky dancing with his fingertips, he scratched several lines on his back.

When the sun was rising, Cen Jingming stood by the window, watching the buttery sun smear his lover. As he promised that night, he was drawing something for the other party, but the more he devoted himself, the less satisfied he became. Perhaps it was because of too much love. care.

But the moment the sun burst out, covering the sky and the earth, when ten thousand lights poured in and the leaves rustled, Cen Jingming was finally favored by the Muse.He laughed and stepped forward to kiss the sleeping person awake.

What Fu Qianshu didn't tell him was that he missed him far more than what appeared on the surface, even if it was a brief separation.

Fortunately, when he was thinking hard about a difficult problem, or his fingers were flying, at the fingertips touching the keyboard, there was always beating that person's sincere heart.

He drew a small but complete beautiful night on Fu Qianshu's fingertips.

Fu Qianshu thought, he probably learned a new love saying.

"I kept my star and my moon," he said.

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