Mr. Qin and I were going to eat Japanese food, but the time collided with the time of our school's art show, and I had a performance, but I thought that my performance would end at five o'clock in the afternoon, so I made an appointment with him at six o'clock and went to have dinner together.

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That day, I was going to perform an ancient fan dance, and they were pulled to put on makeup, comb their hair and bun before they went to class in the afternoon, and they were busy, and the final effect was quite good, the makeup was very exquisite, and the clothes were also very good.

My show was at the front, and when I finished performing and went backstage, Mr. Qin's phone rang.

"Hey"

"How's the show?"

"Very good, well done."

"I'm outside your performance hall right now."

As I packed my things, I said to him, "Ah, you came so early, I remember we had an appointment at six o'clock." ”

Him: "It's six o'clock, I came early, don't worry, I'll wait for you." ”

"Uh-huh, I'll come out to you now."

Forget it, let's go back to the dormitory and change the costume.

I hung up the phone, picked up my bag, said goodbye to my friends, and walked out of the backstage quickly.

As soon as I walked out of the gate and saw Mr. Qin's slender and straight figure, someone suddenly blocked my way.

A delicate boy stood at the foot of the steps with a large bouquet of red roses in his arms and handed the flowers to me.

"Senior Sister Wen, your performance is great, this flower is for you."

No one has ever given me such a big bouquet of roses, and suddenly this one blindfolded me, I stood on the steps and didn't know what to do, so I could only gently refuse, "Thank you, but I can't accept this flower, give it to your girlfriend." ”

It's not fitting for me to take this flower.

The boy paused, his face was a little red, and he didn't dare to look me in the eye when he spoke, "I don't have a girlfriend, so I want to give it to you." ”

"Huh?"

It's not my delusion, is he going to confess, no, I'm going to strangle in the cradle.

"I'm sorry, junior, my boyfriend doesn't like me to pick up other people's flowers, so I'm sorry, thank you for your kindness."

The boy showed a surprised expression and stammered a little, "Senior Sister Wen has ...... Got a boyfriend? ”

I nodded, stretched out my finger and pointed in Mr. Qin's direction, "Oh, that's it." ”

Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I'll lend you it.

The boy looked in Mr. Qin's direction and silently withdrew the rose.

"I'm sorry senior sister, I was abrupt." The tone is a bit mournful.

"It's okay." I smiled faintly, and I looked at Mr. Qin still waiting over there, and his gaze seemed to be in my direction.

"I'm sorry, I still have something to do, so I'll go first." After speaking, without waiting for him to make any moves, I carried my skirt down the steps and walked towards Mr. Qin.

Along the way, I was still thinking, did Mr. Qin see it? I don't think I heard it.

When I got closer, I found that Mr. Qin today is exceptionally handsome, with a white shirt and black trousers, a special temperament, a pouting smile at the corner of his mouth, and he looks light but not romantic.

In fact, I sometimes wonder how the People's Liberation Army recruited him, sometimes it doesn't look serious, but the military uniform locks his ruffian, thanks to the designers who designed the military uniform, worship the big guy .jpg.

I didn't wear high heels today, the altitude was a lot shorter, and I needed to look up at him, "I still need to go back to the dorm, do you want to go to school first?" ”

He didn't seem to be satisfied with the distance between us, and took a step forward.

I:?

The high altitude is really oppressive, the key is that he doesn't speak yet, and my heart is pounding.

Me: "What's wrong?" ”

He leaned over and looked at me with beautiful eyes, as if I was the only one left.

My heart was beating faster, and my fingers subconsciously tightened the tight side of the skirt, which was a little close.

He seems to like to look into people's eyes and talk when he's serious, like now.

"Kid, a question for you?"

I blinked, "What's the problem?" ”

"Answer seriously."

"Good"

"Mind the age difference?"

I was ready to write a little notebook, and he asked a question that wasn't difficult at all.

I raised a bright smile, smiled sweetly, and looked him in the eye, "Haven't you heard, age is not a gap, height is not a distance, just like it." ”

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and laughed dumbly, as if laughing at himself.

Him: "yes, if you like it." ”

Well? Where did he lead the conversation again?

"I haven't changed my clothes yet, and the makeup on my face is heavy, so I need some time, do you want to go around the school?" I flashed my big eyes.

"Well, I'm going to do one thing too."

"Then I'll go first."

"Hmm"

Halfway through, I looked back and saw that Mr. Qin was still in place, as if waiting for me to leave before leaving, I waved at him and smiled brightly.

It's a bit surprising to watch others go first, and then go by yourself or something.

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Mr. Qin's statement:

Today, I saw children in ancient costumes, and I also saw children who were given flowers.

Seeing the little girl being blocked at the door to deliver flowers, the possessiveness in my heart seemed to be uncontrollable, as uncomfortable as blocking a stone, and seeing the child smiled sweetly, it was even more heartbroken.

So, what did I think of at that moment? Age. My child has a seven-year age difference with me, is that something she doesn't like? There are some things that haven't been considered that we really need to think about now.

Child, do you like this kind of relationship?

After that, she didn't collect the roses, she walked over to me, her steps were light and dexterous, the red veil was more white on the skin, perhaps because of the makeup, the original big eyes were more expressive, as if she was affectionate and invisible, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she was sultry but she didn't know it.

Seeing her like this, she is still the girl she likes, and she wants to be close to her heart, and she can't control it.

However, the little girl's face was very red and nervous, and she wanted to rub her head when she looked at it, which was very cute.

Ask her questions because I really want to hear the answers in her heart and want to know what she thinks.

She said she liked it.

She is so pure and beautiful, she likes and hates it very directly, like a slap that spares no effort when they meet for the first time, like her favorite Doraemon, her blue fat man.

So, does that mean she doesn't hate me, and she likes me too.

For the first time in my life, I had a thought: I want that person to belong to you, that is possessiveness, too

Deep love.