In the crowd, Jiang Churen finally saw his parents: "Hey, they're over there." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info A-Ning, let's go. ”

Xu Ning didn't dare to look at "them", and withdrew his hand back.

"How?" Jiang Churen asked.

"I'm not going......"

"Let's go say hi." Jiang Chu people are strange. Isn't that a very natural and polite thing to do?

Xu Ning didn't dare.

"They're nice people." Jiang Churen never thought that there was a need to introduce his parents like this. But Xu Ning's expression really looked like he was going to take her to rest her hand on the soldering iron.

In fact, it doesn't have much to do with whether they are good or not. If a person feels that all her happiness is at a certain juncture, and she is not fully prepared, then she will retreat, like seeing a red-hot soldering iron.

She also knew that this was a very ungenerous behavior, but there was nothing she could do to change it. She's going to cry.

"Okay." It was Jiang Chu who gave in, "Let's go outside." Anyway, there are so many people, so it's better not to squeeze through. ”

A person's kindness to you is not that he praises you when you are beautiful, but that you do wrong, you are ashamed, you are not good enough, he stands next to you, with his back to the whole world, and says to you, nothing, it's good to be like you.

Xu Ning was as happy as a bud biting her lip, about to bloom in the spring breeze.

Jiang Churen looked at Xu Ning, his eyes were more gentle than he could have imagined.

Only in the land of China can there be such a girl, silky long hair, two twisted braids that make people itch, pink skin, half-worn cotton shirts and skirts, the breath of sunshine at the bottom of the green tile eaves, and a timid gentle smile, like an ink painting dried up.

He had been away from all this ink breath and smile for too long.

"Do you have anything to say to me?" Jiang Churen asked.

Xu Ning was startled, he didn't know what he meant by asking, he looked up at him, his gaze made up for the words he didn't ask clearly, clearer than black and white. Her heart was pounding, her feet were like stepping in cotton, and it was a marshmallow, and the sweetness of the silk could be felt without her tongue.

"Nothing." She said, bowing her head. But her gaze said more.

Jiang Churen smiled: "Then I'll talk about it!" "What will happen after that?" It's rare that he is also clumsy, the ready-made words are not enough, and the most popular and bad ones are not enough to express the subtle and fresh mood of the moment.

Instead, Xu Ning said: "In the future...... Let's just leave it at that, right? ”

"Good!" Jiang Chu people were overjoyed. Such. What is this? You know me, you know, you know, anyway, you don't have to explain it to others.

Her hand was in his, like a little bird in a nest.

After walking a little way, Si Ling met them.

They didn't recognize Si Ling, because her appearance had changed drastically.

With short hair, he is like a gangster who works as a coolie on the dock and begs for a living.

It was because Xu Ning forgot the agreement with Si Ling to cut his hair and went to the wedding with Jiang Churen. Si Ling didn't say anything in front of Mother Xu, and walked out, but she was so angry in her heart. Before a general attacked the city, he was betrayed by his comrades-in-arms who had agreed to send troops, and his mood was nothing more than that.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the boat was small enough to coincide with the head wind, and a gust of wind blew, but it didn't dazzle Si Ling's eyes, Si Ling lowered his head to avoid it, but the hairpin was broken.

The hairpin that fell on the ground was dirty, Si Ling didn't want it anymore, not to mention that it was useless to want it, it was so broken that it couldn't be put back.

Si Ling stood in the middle of the old alley with her shoulders full of hair, and Qiu Yang was unceremoniously splashing brightly, she was like a shoulder full of gold.

Although beautiful, but ...... It's really hot.

Si Ling walked into the small barber shop in the alley, just to ask if she could help her hair tie back up? As a result, the barber recognized her first: "You are Miss Xu Ning's friend, right?" ”

Belch...... Be.

"Is there something you can bring to her for me?" The worker whispered.

When I looked closely, he was a very clean young man, but his mouth was a little wide. Si Ling looked at him and asked, "What is it?" Why don't you bring it to her yourself? ”

"As soon as she saw me, she ran. She doesn't talk to me......" The young man confided, not complaining, but pleading, "so please help, help ......"

It's really a small shop, Si Ling looked at the four walls and thought. Those crowded knives, scissors, combs, fashion hairstyles, posters, etc...... In fact, it is not too messy, but it is lined with such bad walls, such unreasonable windows, and some unclean broken hair, which presents a particularly strange effect, reminiscent of a fairy tale called "Tilted Rubik's Cube", a small grid of each Rubik's Cube, is a room, beyond the real world, once you turn, you can't return to the original position. Whoever gets into this little compartment will not be so easy to get out.

Si Ling felt as if she had stepped into the small Rubik's Cube from a normal sunny world, and the barber boy in a white apron blocked the door, mourning and graceful behind her, entangled her like spider silk. She was helpless, just to send him away quickly, and then she replied, "What is it?" Take it out and I'll take a look. ”

Someone was splashing water behind the house, the well was ringing, and the barber boy took something out of his apron pocket as if he had been pardoned. What he wanted Si Ling to hand over was supposed to be a stone, but he also brought out a piccolo.

"You played the flute?" Si Ling remembered the sound of the flute in the fragrance of dinner and the twilight, and his tone softened.

"It's me." The barber's face glowed, but he didn't dare to expect too much, so the light was just timid and didn't dare to be too bright, "Does she listen?" ”

"......" Siling hesitated: "You can ask her yourself." ”

The barber boy replied, "No! No. I don't know if it's me, she might still be listening. When I asked, she knew it was me, and she probably wouldn't listen. ”

Xu Ning did this kind of thing to the boy she didn't like.

Si Ling's face finally showed sympathy.

The barber boy entrusted the stone to Si Ling: "Is this okay for her?" I did. ”

Ordinary pebbles, he carved them into a small dove, folded his wings beside him, bowed his head apologetically, rough as a straw stack in the sunset, chubby, extremely soft.

This is his heart.

Si Ling took the stone pigeon and said, "Okay." ”

The barber boy was inexplicably grateful: "If you have anything, say it, I'll help you!" ”

"Do you know how to cut your hair?" Siling asked.

A funny expression appeared on the barber's young man's face: "Of course it will." ”

"Kind of?" Si Ling pointed to a style of medium and short hair, the model looks very much like Li Xiaqing, and she is beautiful, the most rare thing is that heroic spirit, which movie poster may be...... But the shooting technique is a bit naïve, and maybe it's a promotional photo taken by the photo studio itself.