Pretend to be nice

Li Qinghe originally returned home to edit the video after the first class in the afternoon, and was about to call Lin Guan to ask if he would come back for dinner, but now he had to change his clothes and go out with the keys.

The university town is an hour away from Li's house. By the time she parked the car and hurried to the second floor, Xia Zhicheng had already dragged Lin Gu'an into Li Qinghe's room and put away her "glorious" deeds from childhood to adulthood. It's over.

Li Qinghe stood at the door of his room, seeing the two talking and laughing, he had no choice but to knock on the door to express his dissatisfaction.

Xia Zhicheng jokingly said: "Qinghe is shy, An An, please comfort her, I'll go downstairs to see if the food is ready." After finishing speaking, he left.

Lin Guan also agreed with a smile.

When Xia Zhicheng left, Li Qinghe leaned against the door with a stinky face and put his hands on his chest to express his dissatisfaction.

Li Qinghe's room is in a cool tone, with simple log-colored tatami mats on the floor, and on the other side is a desk integrated with a bookshelf and table of the same color. The same helmet and skateboard as well as the same transparent shoe box as at home are used to store the SLR and lens.

Lin Gu'an was still standing in front of a pile of helmets and skateboards, looking at her with a residual smile on his lips.

Li Qinghe sighed helplessly, let go of his hand and walked to her side, saying: "What did she say again?"

Lin Gu'an just laughed and didn't speak.

Li Qinghe curled his lips, touched the all-black full-face helmet with metallic luster in front of him and said: "She must have told you that I used to skip class and go racing."

Lin Gu'an laughed again, and said, "Why are you so skinny?"

Li Qinghe gritted his back molars.

"You really don't look like a girl, Li Qinghe," she joked.

"No one stipulates that girls can't play with these things."

"But racing is too dangerous,"

"Don't go racing, Li Qinghe," Lin Guan said softly with a smile, "It's very dangerous."

Lin Gu'an smiled softly, the corners of his raised eyes were like small hooks, and his eyes with autumn water in his mouth just stared at you like this.

"I'm not going," Li Qinghe lowered his eyelids, and his palms left off-white watermarks on the helmet.

"Good~" The elongated tail tune also seemed extremely gentle.

"Can you still skateboard?" She asked again, complaining: "You know so many things, it seems that you have never heard you play the guitar in the room."

Li Qinghe was a little embarrassed, and said embarrassingly: "I played for a while before, but I seldom played since I broke my hand."

"I'll play it for you next time," she touched the helmet again.

"I am looking forward".

Li Qinghe had no choice but to look at her helplessly.

"Aunt Xia also said that these are all your treasures, and no one will touch them."

Li Qinghe couldn't resist her continuous teasing, so he put one of his precious black helmets on Lin Guan's head, pulled down the goggles to cover the man's eyes, and tapped the helmet with his fingers as if venting his anger, but he couldn't bear to part with it. With force, but lightly, Lin Gu'an didn't even hear the sound.

Li Qinghe said in a low voice: "Yes, this room is full of my treasures, don't let others touch them." Then she raised her voice and said: "Let's go, let's go downstairs for dinner."

Children tend to be shy, so they turn around and leave the room first.

Lin Gu'an stood where he was, paused for a moment, then took off his helmet, put it back where it was, and walked out the door.

The big dog with its mouth pursed was standing obediently by the door waiting for her.

Lin Gu'an smiled helplessly: "Let's go, Li Qinghe."

Lin Gu'an originally thought it was an ordinary family banquet, but after going down the stairs side by side with Li Qinghe, he realized that there were other guests in the living room.

Xia Zhicheng sat next to Li Guangzhe holding the eight-month-old Ruirui, and there was a middle-aged man opposite him.

Seeing them go downstairs, Xia Zhicheng handed the baby in his arms to the aunt who took care of Ruirui, and then smiled and asked them to come over.

Li Qinghe walked up to the three of them and called out: "Dad, Uncle Qi".

Li Guangzhe only nodded, but the other person was more enthusiastic, heyed, and then smiled and asked Li Qinghe to come and sit down.

Xia Zhicheng introduced to her that the unsmiling middle-aged man is her husband Li Guangzhe, and the middle-aged man who always smiles is Li Guangzhe's close friend Qi Changji.

Li Guangzhe was wearing a shirt and trousers with a black pen pinned to his neckline. He had an air of calm and prestige on his face in Chinese characters. Hearing Lin Guan calling him, he squeezed out a smile and said, "Well, I'm usually busy with work, and I've been listening to your summer. My aunt talked about you, but I haven't had time to see you, you look a lot like your mother."

He thought for a while and added: "You treat this place as your own home, and if you need anything, you can find your Aunt Xia."

Qi Changji wore gold-rimmed glasses, his facial features were straight and his outline was tough, and he was handsome when he was young. He was wearing a simple dark blue Chinese tunic suit, and explained to Lin Guan with a kind smile: "He is like this, like a big hard rock. .”

The three of them chatted a few more words about her problems living in Nancheng.

Qi Changji turned his head to look at Li Qinghe again, his smile deepened, and he said softly, "Qinghe, do you have any presents you want for your birthday today?"

Lin Guan was stunned.

The group's attention was all on Li Qinghe, but they didn't notice her actions.

Li Qinghe pursed his lips and shook his head. She looked like this after she went downstairs, neither unhappy nor smiling, like a polite and sensible child.

"Then tell uncle if you want anything." He took a box from the side and handed it to Li Qinghe, and said, "This year's birthday present, let's see if you like it."

Li Qinghe took it and said thank you but didn't open the box.

Li Guangzhe also handed over a larger box, Li Qinghe just took it, he stood up and said: "Let's go, eat."

Li Qinghe patted Lin Guan who was frowning and said in a low voice that he would explain later, then took her to dinner.

Today Li Qinghe is the birthday star, and most of the content on the dinner table is started by her. Li Qinghe does not take the initiative but answers every question. Lin Guan on the other side does not neglect her, and often brings her along.

Li Guangzhe can only talk occasionally, most of them are asked by Qi Changji, Li Qinghe didn't want to say, Xia Zhicheng answered her with a smile, except for Ruirui who was put in the living room in the middle and cried, Xia Zhicheng put down the bowls and chopsticks It's quite harmonious except to coax him.

After eating, Li Qinghe and Li Guangzhe drank tea with Li Guangzhe in the living room, got up and left.

Li Qinghe was driving, and Lin Guan was sitting in the co-pilot. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressed.

Lin Gu'an was so tossed and bewildered that day, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed, even though he was the older one, he refused to speak up.

When approaching the intersection, Li Qinghe deliberately slowed down the speed of the car, and stopped when he saw the red light. Taking advantage of more than ten seconds, he untied the silver button fastened to the top, and rolled down the car window. The cool evening breeze After pouring into the car, Li Qinghe's depressed mood finally relaxed a little.

"The birthday on my ID card is not the same as my actual birthday," Li Qinghe could only explain easily: "I usually celebrate the birthday on my ID card."

The child took the initiative to explain, and Lin Gu'an would not keep a straight face, just looked at her and said.

When the green light came on, Li Qinghe continued to drive the car and said: "I don't know what happened to them in the past two years, they suddenly started celebrating my original birthday, but I don't like it or want to."

"She mentioned this when I went back last time, but I didn't agree, and she came back to you again."

Lin Gu'an nodded, just about to speak.

Li Qinghe said again: "Help me open those two boxes." Her eyes pointed to the two large and small boxes placed over there.

Hearing this, Lin Gu'an took two more boxes and unpacked them.

Li Qinghe took advantage of this time to explain: "Do you still remember the uncle I told you about last time that I had a good relationship with my dad? It was the uncle who taught me a lot, Uncle Qi."

Lin Gu'an first took out a brown leather belt watch with a white dial from the small box. The shape was simple and clean, only decorated with blue gemstones inlaid on the hands, revealing a touch of expensive atmosphere.

Li Qinghe asked her to unpack another box after just one glance, which was Leica STyp007.

Facing the DSLR he likes, Li Qinghe's expression is also indifferent, and he can't tell whether he likes it or not.

Lin Guan put everything back on again.

Li Qinghe stopped talking again, Lin Guan was most annoyed by this half-talking attitude, so he simply didn't speak.

The two of them were silent all the way, and it was past ten o'clock when they got home, so they washed up and went back to their own rooms.

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Lin Gu'an felt uncomfortable, maybe because he was getting older, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep when he was overwhelmed, so he simply got up and went out to get a glass of water.

After walking into the living room, she saw the thin figure leaning on the balcony and her fingertips burning with sparks.

Lin Gu'an walked behind her with the connected water.

Li Qinghe didn't notice that the wind was blowing tonight, blowing her large white T-shirt and black cropped pants, the already skinny child looked even thinner, and the red rope bells on her ankles were also jingling by the wind, but she didn't care Puffing smoke with a cigarette in his mouth.

Last time at the bar, Lin Gu'an felt that this kid was very special in smoking and drinking. Others enjoyed it, but she gulped and smoked like masochistic.

The cigarette in her hand was raised and lowered three times before reaching the end. The paper box next to the cigarettes was already densely packed with cigarette butts. She pushed it in with a little effort and lit another cigarette.

Lin Gu'an sighed, walked to the balcony and followed her example, put his arms on the railing and looked up at the sky.

Before Li Qinghe could hide his dejected expression, he stared at her in a daze, and when he came to his senses, the smile he squeezed out fell again, and he took another puff of his cigarette.

Her expression will be the same as last time in the bar, indifferent and depressed, her brows and eyes are full of distress, as if she has experienced the most painful things in the world.

"Lin Gu'an," she said, her voice hoarse from the smoke.

The smell of smoke covered up the original cool mint aroma, so Lin Gu'an could only get a little closer to the railing, breathing the fresh air brought by the night wind.

There was no response to the shout, Li Qinghe didn't persist, gave up and continued to shout inexplicably, smoked the remaining cigarette in two or three strokes, and stuffed the butt of the cigarette in the same way.

She took out a pack of cigarettes, only smoked two packs now, casually threw the remaining boxes on the ground, and leaned against the railing without moving, but Lin Guan looked at the moon, and she looked down at the shadows of the trees on the ground.

The faint and shallow image of the tree is the ogre monster with teeth and claws roaring in the noisy wind in the deserted street in the early morning, trying to destroy the seal that has suppressed itself for thousands of years.

The red rope on the ankle is a magic weapon of a young monk who is not very experienced. It can only clang anxiously, but it can't even resist the snoring of a big man, so it can only be buried in the black night.

The smell of smoke was blown away by the wind, Lin Gu'an finally didn't have to stick to the railing to find fresh air, turned slightly sideways, and said angrily, "Are you doing well?"

Lin Gu'an was wearing a silk nightdress with gray suspenders, the moonlight streamed on it, and the blue hair fell on the delicate protruding collarbone. He stared at her with half helpless and half angry eyes. When he should bow his head and admit his mistake, Li Qinghe swallowed. He swallowed and turned his head away.

"Annoyed?"

Li Qinghe hummed.

"You kid, you really are," Lin Gu'an complained in a low voice, and then asked, "When did you start smoking?"

Li Qinghe paused before speaking: "High school,"

"So early?" Lin Gu'an was a little surprised, and asked again: "Who did you learn from, those kids who fought?"

"No, it's also here, take my dad's cigarette and try it a few times." Li Qinghe added: "It's not difficult to learn, just choke it a few times and you'll be fine."

Lin Gu'an raised his eyebrows and said, "A little proud?"

"No, no," Li Qinghe touched his nose.

"Smoking less."

"I only smoke when I'm upset, and the more I'm annoyed, the more I want to smoke."

"Um,"

"Lin Gu'an," Li Qinghe looked up at her face, and continued: "I don't want to lie to you, but I don't know how to tell you."

"Then when will we think about it,"

"Okay." Li Qinghe felt relieved. Seeing her shivering from the cold, he quickly wanted to take off his coat and put it on her. When it was on the clothes, he realized that he was only wearing short sleeves, and rubbed his embarrassing hands against the corners of the clothes. one time.

"Going back," Lin Gu'an gave her a half-smile, turned around and went back to the room.

Li Qinghe sighed, followed her to the door of his room, and made a suspicious sound.

"Can't sleep?"

"Um....."

"Find a movie and watch it."

"it is good,"

Lin Gu'an thought she was too dull, so he went to bed and covered himself with a quilt before waiting for her.

Li Qinghe hurriedly found a movie and climbed up, hitting the foot of the bed without stopping, very fast.

Lin Gu'an looked up at her, put his legs flat, and motioned for her to lie down.

Li Qinghe froze, looking at her for no reason.

Lin Guan gestured again.

Li Qinghe obediently put the dog's head on those slender legs.

The movie on the screen had already started, but Li Qinghe was so distracted that he couldn't take his attention away.

Lin Gu'an's warm skin was pressed against her side face, his fingers passed through the hair, the unspeakable numbness spread on the soles of his feet, he felt something wrong in his heart, but his body relaxed honestly.

Lin Gu'an was only superficially calm, and didn't think about a single frame of the picture on the screen. She didn't think too much about it, she just patted the big dog to comfort the sad big dog, but she didn't expect the hot breath between her legs Hovering, now that she was asked to get up, she wanted to hide it, so she could only stabilize her mind and slowly stroke the big dog's furry head.

Li Qinghe felt comfortable being touched, and soon squinted his eyes and felt sleepy.

Lin Gu'an, who finally got used to it and watched the movie for a while, thought of her and looked down again, and the big dog had already snorted and fell asleep comfortably.

Li Qinghe sleeps well, the complex emotions that usually linger in the brows and eyes have faded from his fair and clean face, the clear jawline is also softened in the dark light and shadow, his thin lips are upturned, and at first glance there is a bit of milkiness.

Her eyes darkened, and in the end she just sighed, and continued to stroke the big dog's head with her hands.