The rain stopped, the night was deep, and the temperature was a little low.

The road was wet and slippery, and the air was wet and slippery.

The street trees on the side of the road rustle and gently sway their branches and leaves in the night.

An autumn rain and a cold, the night breeze after the late autumn rain blows in the face, a little cold, Sun Qianqian sits on the frame in front of the mountain bike in the autumn sun like a little chicken, and her ass is also panicked, but she hopes that this road home will not have an end, so she keeps moving forward and never stops.

She lowered her head, looked at Qiuyang's two good-looking hands, lifted her eyelids and glanced at the young man in white who was close at hand, lowered her eyes again, and secretly pursed her lips and smiled.

Shuttling through the street market, the night scene is beautiful, Ambilight, the lights are like fireflies flying far away, flickering, everything looks so dreamy.

Qiuyang rode a bicycle, holding the handlebars with both hands, carefully protecting the little girl in front of him.

After a rough road, the bicycle was a little bumpy, and Qiuyang's hand inadvertently touched Sun Qianqian's arm, which was as cold as a popsicle.

Qiuyang glanced at the little girl who was only wearing a short T, frowned slightly, pressed the handbrake, and with a "squeak", the bicycle slowly stopped.

"Get out of the car." He suddenly ordered.

Sun Qianqian looked left and right, looking at the unfamiliar environment around her, and she didn't know why.

She couldn't figure out what Qiu Yang meant, so she pouted and obediently jumped off the bicycle.

I saw Qiuyang sitting on a bicycle and silently taking off the white knitted jacket on his body.

"Little watermelon, put it on.

It's cold at night, don't catch a cold. ”

While speaking, Qiu Yang indifferently handed the coat in his hand to Sun Qianqian's hand.

Sun Qianqian was holding Qiuyang's coat, soft, like cotton, and there was still his residual warmth, warm.

The little girl raised her eyes and looked at Qiuyang in a daze.

Without his coat, he was left with only a thin shirt, still his favorite white.

Sun Qianqian shook her head, turned her hand and handed the coat back to Qiu Yang, tilted her head to look at him, and whispered, "Oh, return you, you wear it, I'm not cold." ”

"What? Are you still afraid of me being cold?

I'm riding a bike, and I'm still having to carry you, and it's a little hot.

Don't believe it! ”

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Yang suddenly grabbed Sun Qianqian's hand and rubbed it against his neck.

Sun Qianqian didn't react for a while, she only felt that her head was buzzing, as if an electric current hit her heart, and she blushed directly to her toes.

Feeling the wetness of her fingertips, and making sure that it was the sweat on Qiuyang's body, the little girl stopped prevaricating, carefully guarded the "little water droplets" on her fingertips, carefully put on her coat, and then Yu Fa clearly smelled a faint fragrance of orchids.

After putting on their coats, the two continued on the road, chasing the wind and walking with the moon.

Sun Qianqian sat on the bicycle and blocked the fingertips of her right hand with her left hand, afraid that the whirring night wind would dry the sweat that remained on her fingertips, and just wanted it to dry up a little more slowly, a little slower.

The little girl likes the smell on the coat very much, the faint fragrance, clear but not turbid.

"Qiuyang, your coat smells so fragrant, it's the smell of orchids, right?

My dad used to buy a pot of pink gladiolus at the flower and bird market, and it was beautiful.

I remember I loved that pot of flowers back then, and I would smell them every day when I came home from school, and the smell of the flowers was the same as the smell on your coat. ”

"I can't see it, little watermelon, your nose is quite smart.

My grandfather planted a lot of gladiolus in the yard, and when he saw that the flowering period was almost over, he felt that it was a waste of money, so he made a lot of sachets with petals and put them in the wardrobe. ”

"Qiuyang, your grandfather planted a lot of gladiolus? So powerful?

My father's pot of gladiolus was planted to death by him not long after he bought it.

He said that gladiolus is difficult to grow, and it is estimated that you have to plant it with your heart to grow it, no wonder the flower seller told him that the flower language of gladiolus was attentive.

Qiuyang, then your grandfather must be a person who does things very hard, right? ”

"Well, he is very patient in his work, and he especially likes to grow flowers, and he can raise any flower very well."

"Qiuyang, then you said that if you work hard and work hard, can you really do things well?"

"Maybe." Qiu Yang didn't think carefully about why Sun Qianqian suddenly asked like this, but just smiled noncommittally.

"Oh." Sun Qianqian stared blankly at the neon in the distance, biting her lip tightly, and even her brows were furrowed tightly, as if she was seriously thinking about something.

“......”

Sometimes the two were silent and didn't speak, sometimes they thought of something, so they chatted casually, and after forty minutes, Qiuyang sent Sun Qianqian to her door.

The little girl touched her fingers, and the few precious "little droplets" that stuck to her fingertips before, no matter how carefully she guarded them, had long since evaporated, and finally avoided the fate of being unexpectedly dried.

Even if she was reluctant, Sun Qianqian had to reluctantly get off the bike, stand back on the ground steadily, and then take off the white coat on her body and return it to Qiuyang.

The cold wind hit, and the chill went straight to the bottom of my heart.

"Qiuyang, thank you for your coat, and thank you for sending me back."

At this point, Sun Qianqian paused, lowered her head and looked at her toes, and shyly clicked, "That, Qiuyang, you...... Be safe on the way back. ”

"Well, I know, what are you doing stupidly standing outside blowing the wind? Go up. With that, Qiuyang turned the bicycle around, and one foot was already on the bicycle.

Sun Qianqian listened to the sound of the bicycle, raised her head and stretched her neck, standing straight outside the iron door downstairs, staring directly at Qiuyang's back, looking at it, a pair of small hands clenched tightly.

In the next moment, she glanced at the white knitted jacket on his body, and saw that Qiuyang was leaving, she was in a hurry, and she couldn't care about the reserve that a girl should have, so she suddenly took a deep breath, closed her eyes and shouted: "Qiuyang!" ”

"Huh? Little watermelon, what's wrong? Listening to the voice behind him, Qiuyang immediately stopped to ride, tilted the bicycle, stepped on the ground with one foot, and turned his head to look at her.

Just in confusion, Sun Qianqian raised her head and looked at him stupidly, full of anticipation and nervousness, "Autumn, Qiuyang, that ...... Yesterday I saw a movie theater near here recently showing a Korean movie "If Love Has Providence", and I heard that it was very good.

Are you free tomorrow afternoon? ”

The distance between the two is not too far, and the surrounding light is not too dark, Qiu Yang clearly saw the little girl's nervous and red face, and understood that she was probably afraid that she would be rejected, and even her body was trembling.

"Going to the movies? Just the two of us? Qiu Yang looked at Sun Qianqian thoughtfully, her eyes rolled slightly, and she suddenly asked a very strange question.

Hearing this, Sun Qianqian was stunned, and in the next moment, she suddenly understood something, and while understanding the other party's intentions, her heart was broken into dumpling stuffing again.

He really likes Yao Siman, right? So the only person I want to see is her.

Really...... How could he possibly like someone as stupid as me......