Chapter 65: So Gentle
The professor had a lunch with her, and he finally didn't buy any mess.
Looks like he really cares about that movie.
"The play you're going to show me later is so good?" Wang Xizhi glanced at the shopping mall next to him again, then withdrew his gaze, and asked.
"I'm not here for you?" The professor smiled and shook his head. "Even if you do, you're not 100 percent engrossed enough to enjoy this rare outing."
"Since you're just going to have a meal and hang out, and you want me to watch a good show......," she said, "why do you want me to dress like this?" It's good when I'm going to play when I'm not going to wear it. β
"Sometimes you still don't understand the amorous feelings."
Wang Xizhi's face turned red, and he said softly: "This is Darkmond, Darkmond, not Provence, what do I want to do?" β
"Do you want to be amorous?"
"I'll take care of the escort." The professor smiled, she was too sensitive, even if it was Darkmond, she would not be able to rain bullets, and if you want to talk about the crime rate and the degree of danger, Hacheng is much higher than here.
"My princess, why don't you dress up with a knight by your side? Do you have to pick up a cavalry gun and put on a battle armor? β
Here it is again, ah, I'm dead.
As soon as the professor said good things, the lady couldn't resist it, she reluctantly pulled off the brain that flew into the sky, and said, "The two of us are still like princesses like you." β
There is a saying that most of the time ladies are more like knights, knights of the weak.
"Then ask the female knight to become a princess, and I will take off my costume and put on your armor." The professor laughed.
This can no longer be described in good words.
Wang Xizhi couldn't help but be moved, she felt something in her heart, her eyes were sour, and she said: "Go your way, look ahead, aren't you a knight?" Don't just say it. β
"Yes, yes, yes." The professor smiled, but it was a little cloudy, and I didn't know if it would rain.
......
Da-da-da-da.
The sound of rain is stringing.
The professor bought an umbrella and held it up, Wang Xizhi held him under the umbrella and asked, "Do you still want to go shopping when it's raining?" β
"But I think it's raining well." The professor said.
Wang Xizhi thought he was saying that because it was raining, he was afraid of being dripped by the raindrops by the umbrella and shrank beside him, so it rained well.
Although there are also some reasons for this, there are other reasons why the professor thinks it is good.
He pulled his hand out of hers, holding an umbrella in his left hand and holding her right shoulder with his right hand, holding it in his arms.
"So where am I going to lead?"
"Waist." The professor told her to ring it.
She wasn't shy this time, her hands were careful, and she slowly went up.
Wang Xizhi looked at the rain, and it seemed that only the rain was left.
It feels like it's calm.
It turns out that when you focus on one thing, time really slows down.
Because every second the raindrops are falling, falling to the ground, and bouncing up because of the standing water.
In the days of nothingness and absent-mindedness, you alone have become a part of me that I can't let go.
βLanchesterγβ The lady called him softly.
"Huh?"
"Take your hands...... Give it to me. She said.
The professor let go of his right hand and reached out to her.
The lady also withdrew her left hand from his waist, took his right hand, interlocked her fingers, and put it down.
The corners of the professor's mouth curled.
It's just that after walking for a while, after she withdrew from that mysterious state, she was no longer in the mood to watch the rain.
The attention is on the warm palm, and then the face is hot, it's really embarrassing, why is it suddenly ......
But she didn't let go of her hand, reluctant to let go of the warmth that came from the palms of their palms.
Originally, the two of them hardly held hands, and they wouldn't hold hands for so long, and the lady liked to hold his hand most of the time, and he was used to being held by the lady, so that he wouldn't be hot and sweaty.
The professor glanced at his watch, and the time was almost up.
But he would rather miss another scene than ruin the current scene, anyway, compared to it, it is a trivial matter.
But the king stopped.
The professor looked up.
The two men in front of him were holding an umbrella, and the silent black-haired man was even more silent, and the blonde-haired bohemian boss, his current expression, his chin, seemed to fall to the ground.
He saw the Oriental woman, who was always cold and capable, holding the man's hand, standing under his umbrella, her body close to him, the usual cold and solemn disappeared, with a supple face and smiling eyebrows.
If it's really a "friend", it's still a very good friend.
"Allport, Steve, my friend." Wang Xizhi said softly to the professor.
The professor walked over, bowed slightly, and said, "Andiel Lanchester, during my time in the hospital, would like to thank both of you for taking care of Hitz. β
He didn't wait for the lady to introduce himself, he took the lead and introduced himself.
It doesn't seem to be his demeanor, although it's his true style.
"Allport."
"Steve."
The two introduced themselves, and Allport looked at Wang Xizhi with a "tsk" look, as if to say, "I can't think of it".
"Why are you here?" Wang Xizhi asked.
"We're on the business." Allport waved his hand. "Alas, you go on, go on."
Then he waved his hand and pulled Steve away.
Wang Xizhi also held his hand, and when he left, he subconsciously let go, the professor slanted his eyes, and she said: "I'm sweating, the weather is too hot, it's better not to hold it, let's talk about it in winter." β
She saw that the old gentleman seemed to be a little unhappy, so she had to explain it at once, lest he be unhappy.
She has figured out the pattern, and the old gentleman is easy to keep accounts, and you often don't see that he is keeping accounts, and when he begins to settle the accounts, you will find that his temper is no worse than that of a lady.
The last time she had that stubble gua sha was still fresh in her memory.
So it's best to appease him in time, so as not to add up to a lot.
The professor didn't speak, and he didn't know if he had listened or not, but the lady took his hand again, and he said, "Almost, let's go and wait for the play to begin." β
The professor led her to a building, one floor to the top.
Now the rain is almost stopping, and only a hazy drizzle remains.
The professor took one look, put away the umbrella, closed the door to the rooftop, and led her to the side.
"Where's the play?"
"Of course it's not open yet." The professor said. "Although life is indeed a big drama, it is inevitable that many things will have some small accidents and cannot be rehearsed."
So the lady stood with him on the roof for half an hour.
Wang Xizhi's patience is very good, and now it is exhausted, after all, standing on the rooftop with big eyes and staring at it, there is nothing to see, and although it is small, it has not stopped, she sneezed and asked, "Are you on the stage?" β
"Lady getting impatient?" And he kept looking at his phone, which was the main reason for her outburst.
"Then I'll help you pass the time." The professor smiled and put his phone back in his pocket and said.
"What are you doing?!" When she saw the professor approaching, she thought he was uneasy and kind.
"Aren't you bored?"
"I'm not bored anymore!" She said viciously.