planted in her hands

This is the third time I have come to this snack street, but I have never been so uncomfortable, I can't even taste how delicious this Malatang is.

What day is it today, I was caught peeking at her by Meng Qingyao, and now I was caught acting in the store with Jiang Linyan.

I still want to escape from Earth.

The table is a small square table, relatively small, Xixi and Jiajia are sitting together, Meng Qingyao, Jiang Linyan and I are sitting on each side, and Meng Qingyao is opposite me, I can see her face when I look up, She has no expression, and her eating is as gentle and good-looking as ever.

I didn't dare to look at her, Xixi Jiajia and Jiang Linyan were chatting there the whole time, especially Jiang Linyan had a social bullshit, and asked how many little red flowers my two younger sisters had passed in kindergarten, so I said He smiled cooperatively at the side.

I don't know how long it took, maybe more than half an hour, the shop was full of people, and there was still a queue outside, we just finished eating, and Meng Qingyao stood up first and went to the front desk to pay the bill, and then went to the counter to pay the bill. Waiting for us outside.

She is tall and tall, and her superior figure is particularly obvious in the crowd.

Jiang Linyan and her two younger sisters had already become friends, and even added WeChat friends, saying that she wanted to play King of Glory with them. Fortunately, she knew that she could not get involved with Meng Qingyao casually, so she didn't propose to Meng Qingyao. Add WeChat.

When I came here, Jiang Linyan and I were in the same group, now when we go out from the snack street, Meng Qingyao and I are walking slowly behind, and the other three are talking about the heroes in the game in front, all of which are professional words that I don’t understand .

I glanced at Meng Qingyao, then looked forward again.

The weird atmosphere has continued since we saw it in the Malatang shop.

There were quite a few people rushing in to prepare to eat, and there was endless noise.

Not long after we walked, we were almost on the street, and a takeaway rider hurriedly came to the corner, maybe it was about to time out, and everyone else was walking and he was running. I was afraid that he would bump into Meng Qingyao, so I pulled him away subconsciously. Meng Qing shook her wrist and brought her a little closer to me.

Her wrist was slender, as if it could be easily crushed, but her skin was not warm, it was a little cool.

Especially now that my palms are hot due to nervousness, the contrast is even more obvious.

I pursed my lower lip, let go of my hand, looked at her, and tried to raise a smile: "It's okay, sister Qing Yao."

"It's okay." She also turned her head sideways, meeting my gaze.

I didn't dare to look at her.

There is no doubt that Meng Qingyao is very good to me. She took me to do many things that I have never done before. I think even if I do not succeed in winning love in the end, what happened in Wicker Lane, I will Always remember.

And now that the fact that Jiang Linyan and I pretend not to know each other has been exposed, what will Meng Qingyao think of me?

Do you think I'm not sincere enough?

even if i...

I'm really not sincere enough.

I hide too much.

After leaving the snack street, I came to the street outside, and there are many Sanbangzi waiting for the guests.

I didn't see Meng Qingyao's little electric donkey, so I changed the subject and asked, "Didn't you ride the little electric donkey?"

"There are only two helmets." Meng Qingyao replied, "My one, and yours."

Me: "Oh..."

Meng Qingyao said again: "We came here in three rides."

"So are we."

Jiang Linyan turned around and asked me: "A'Du, how do we go back?" She was a little scared, "Don't sit around."

"Then let's go back, it's not far anyway, and we can still digest food."

"Okay." Jiang Linyan asked, "Which neighborhood is it from?"

"Falling into the water."

Xixi raised her hand: "I know how to go."

Jiang Linyan grinned: "Then please sister Xixi show me the way, I won't open the navigation."

They continued chatting about games, and Meng Qingyao and I were still walking behind.

The sunset glow in the sky is dazzling, but I don’t have much time to appreciate it today. The horns of cars one after another and the laughter of pedestrians together add a bit of life to this world.

I walked side by side with Meng Qingyao on the road, my thinking was a little divergent.

I remembered the appointment to go for a walk with Yu Wenshan.

There was also such a beautiful sunset that day. She asked me to take a walk around the moat. The willow branches swayed and the breeze picked up. She walked and chatted with me all the way, from the beginning of the river to the end of the river. We did not separate until it was dark.

I really thought we would be together.

At that time, I really thought she liked me very much.

In fact, not too long has passed, maybe only a month, but somehow it makes me feel so far away.

After turning another corner, Meng Qingyao's voice pulled me back, and she said, "Is Xiao Jiang the friend you mentioned earlier?"

hmmmm?

What friend?

When did I mention that?

Meng Qingyao also saw my bewilderment, the corners of her mouth twitched for a moment, and reminded me: "That day, you said that you attended the banquet of your friend's grandparents' platinum wedding anniversary, so you know more about these things." Her eyelashes are like the wings of a butterfly, "The one who can still come to you in such hot weather must have a good relationship with you, so most likely it is her."

"...It's her." Although I was amazed by her memory and observation, I could only continue to bite the bullet, "She said she didn't want to disturb my work, so she came to see me."

Meng Qing shook her head a little: "Yes."

I resolutely switched to the next topic: "Sister Qingyao, does this sunset look good?"

"Yeah." She answered me.

I stopped, took out my phone, and took a picture of the scene.

Meng Qingyao also stayed where she was. She looked at my movements and seemed a little puzzled: "There is a DSLR in the store. If you want to record it, you can go back and get it before taking pictures."

I shook my head: "No."

"Ok?"

I walked up to her and showed her the photo I just took: "Don't you think this picture is very suitable for painting?" I smiled, "The oil pastel is very suitable for painting the sunset."

The rays of light shone on Meng Qingyao's face, making it look like there were colorful spots of light in her pitch-black pupils. Now that I'm close, I can see them clearly.

Meng Qingyao looked at the photo, turned her gaze, and looked at me: "Not enough."

"What's not enough?" I asked, "Is it because the color of the oil pastel is not enough?"

She chuckled: "No."

She looked forward, her hair swaying with the breeze: "I can draw two more people watching the sunset, such as me and you."

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Thanks I'm drunk again