Since the time entered July and the summer vacation began, the weather has become hotter and hotter day by day, and the streets are full of girls in cool dresses, stepping on high-heeled sandals, holding parasols, and walking under the scorching sun.

At night, there are more people going out to enjoy the shade, especially in places with squares and pedestrian streets, which are even more crowded, and the flesh-colored white flowers are charming.

If this was before, after getting off work, I would generally sit on a stone chair in the park, watching the beautiful women passing by, commenting on their figure and appearance, although I didn't have the courage to go up and talk, but just to see, nourishing the eyes, it was also quite comfortable.

Some people may think that this is the appearance of a dick and is looked down upon, but sometimes, this kind of girl who knows that it is impossible to chase, why bother with it?

This is like before, Song Jianqiu never watched things like those beautiful women's pictures, or beautiful videos and the like, because in her opinion, there is no such thing to watch, and it can't be obtained.

Of course, at that time, she never thought that one day she would change her status, from watching to being seen.

Whenever she went for a walk in the park with Song's father and Song's mother and her cheap brother at night, she could more or less notice that there were eyes around her and glanced up and down.

She thought she wasn't wearing revealing clothes; She never wore a skirt, and when Song's mother bought her clothes, she asked her to try them on, but in the end, it was because of the feeling of emptiness underneath that made her feel very insecure, so she had to give up.

However, it was summer, the weather was so hot, and she was not to the point where the cold and heat were not invasive, and it was naturally impossible to wear anything thick, generally speaking, it was short sleeves and culottes or shorts, and then sandals.

But even so, it is difficult to reach the eyes of outsiders, as a person who was once one of them, she naturally understands that even if a woman wraps herself tightly and wraps it into a stick, she can't stop a man from looking at it.

He can't see his figure, he just looks at his face, as long as he is beautiful, it is enough to rely on his brain to make up for the rest.

Not to mention, what woman wants to really wrap herself tightly? The nature of loving beauty, dressing beautifully, is not only for outsiders to see, but also for oneself.

Compared with men's clothes, women's clothes can be described as ever-changing, with a variety of patterns, even if it is just a rag, as long as it can make a hole and get into the head, it can be changed into a pattern of modification into good-looking clothes.

Not to mention the pants, it seems to be a short skirt, but it is actually the style of shorts, and there are many of them, and the materials are rich and diverse, I have never understood it before, since she was always pulled by Song's mother to go shopping, she knew that in addition to cotton and linen in this world, there are so many kinds of cloth with different materials, which really made her feel like an eye-opener.

The days passed like this, and after the eldest aunt came that day, she already faintly felt that the dream she had thought of changing back was really just a dream, and maybe from now on, she would live this life as a woman.

Just thinking about getting married and having children in the future, she felt shuddering, but she really wanted to find a sister paper lily, and she always felt that this kind of thing was indescribably awkward, so after thinking about it for a while, she simply didn't think about it anymore, and was ready to go with the flow, anyway, what she looks like now, but she's only fourteen years old, isn't it?

There are still more than ten years to go, let her think about it, think about what she should do, as for now! Don't think too much, just happily relive your childhood!

After figuring out these things, people seem to be a lot more relaxed, and when facing the cheap brother, her face is not so tight, but it is still a very awkward thing to let her open her mouth to call her brother.

As the so-called one blow, then decline, and three exhaustion, although it is just a matter of title, but once you think too much, if you want to export again, it is even more difficult.

Moreover, Song Jianqiu saw that Song Chenqing didn't seem to care whether she was called brother or not, so the question of this title was naturally shelved.

Maybe one day, she will be able to call out, right?

More than half a month has passed since I explained the strange incident to Su Yunfei that day, and half of the summer vacation has passed, and the time has entered August.

At this point, Song Jianqiu's days seem to be very quiet, there are no strange things around, the enemy Wang Yiting is gone, although she doesn't know life and death, so she cares a little, but now she is different from the past, even if the other party really comes to the door, she is now fully capable of overtaking him.

With self-confidence, the mentality is naturally different, the pressure is reduced, and the days are light, not alarmed, and very regular.

It's just that after entering August, Lin Maodong's side, Song Jianqiu felt that there was no need to go; Even if she wants to go, she doesn't need to go so often, she only needs to go once a week, and most of the time, she can practice drawing by herself at home, or read books to teach herself.

Moreover, she always felt that there was something wrong with this person, although he was very good to her when he taught her to draw, but that kind of intimacy was far beyond the level of ordinary students, even if he was a high school classmate with Song's mother, there was no need to do this level.

In summary, she just felt that Teacher Lin had crossed the line, and she always asked her about Mother Song's situation, so she was very annoyed and wanted to tear her face, but she felt that it was not easy to explain to Mother Song.

So, after feeling that it didn't matter if I didn't go to class, I asked Song's mother to discuss it with Teacher Lin, and the future courses would be changed to once a week, and even this time, in fact, most of the time Song Jianqiu encountered questions or problems in painting, so he would go over to ask and ask him for advice.

In this way, the time of the morning was free, and she moved some of the lessons that she had practiced in the afternoon to the morning, and then took a nap at noon as usual, slept for two hours, and got up at three o'clock in the afternoon, and then put on the sketchpad and pencil cutter, and then cleaned herself up, dressed up as if she was going out, and went out to sketch.

For her daughter to go out to sketch every afternoon, Lin Yuqin raised her hands in approval, at this time, Song Jianqiu in her eyes, has already become a genius with seven tricks, what to learn, academic performance or something, there is no need to worry at all, but I am worried that the other party is too obsessed with staying at home to study, and become a nerd, and even have psychological symptoms such as social phobia.

Because of this, when Song Jianqiu offered to go sketching every afternoon, Lin Yuqin not only agreed, but also took the initiative to help her prepare a lot of utensils for going out.

It was only when she knew that Song Jianqiu was going to Lingyan Temple that she showed a worried expression, feeling that it would be very unsafe for a child to go to such a far place.

However, Song Jianqiu is already fourteen years old, and if you add the previous age, it is also in her thirties and nearly forty, how can she go to a place a few kilometers away and have an accident?

Fortunately, at that time, there were also Song Dad and Brother Cheap on the side to persuade him, Lin Yuqin followed one or two more, and accompanied Song Jianqiu to find out the route of taking the bus, so he put his mind at ease and let Song Jianqiu go to Lingyan Temple alone to sketch in the future.

(End of chapter)