She was tired of thinking about it, so she fell asleep on the bed, and it wasn't until dusk that Qiao Yunyuan and Li Shaoling woke her up when they went home.

She didn't know where Jiang Yifan and Tang Xiaotang had gone after going upstairs, nor did she know when he came back, let alone what reason he had persuaded Li Shaoling to open the door with a spare key, anyway, when she woke up, she saw Jiang Yifan standing outside the door, as if he was waiting for her.

"What are you doing when you sleep in the middle of the day? Didn't you say that you were going to celebrate Xiaofan's birthday? This point is still sleeping, let Xiaofan wait, you are embarrassed not. ”

Li Shaoling's reproachful tone was a little doting, a mother's doting on her child. I don't know why Qiao Xing suddenly had the urge to cry again, she felt that if her mother was there in the morning, her mother would definitely stand on her side unconditionally, and she wouldn't think it was her fault.

It's a pity that she didn't cry when Li Shaoling came out of the house, of course she knew that if she really cried, it would inevitably arouse Li Shaoling's suspicions.

Watching Li Shaoling leave from Qiao Xing's house, Jiang Yifan knocked on the door symbolically.

Qiao Xing didn't want to pay attention to him, secretly scolded him for a few words, and turned away from looking at him. Seeing this, Jiang Yifan showed a smile on his face, slowly walked over to her and sat down on the edge of the bed.

After a long time, he suppressed his voice and said, "Sometimes I think you look cute like this, but sometimes I think you are annoying like this."

After hearing this, Qiao Xing raised his head violently and glared at him angrily: "Since you hate it, don't look at it!"

Jiang Yifan has always had no choice with Qiao Xing, especially when she was petty, and she was even more helpless at this time.

"You've been angry all morning, don't be angry anymore, okay?" In fact, Qiao Xing was not angry for a long time, but he was still competing with himself.

Qiao Xing rolled his eyes angrily, with a slightly mocking tone: "Didn't you go to comfort others?" Why are you bothering me again, how annoying I am......" Before Qiao Xing finished speaking, Jiang Yifan smiled and said, "Let's go!" His tone was light, as if nothing unpleasant had happened between them before.

Qiao Xing was slightly stunned: "Where are you going?"

"Take you to a good place."

After getting on the bus, they changed the bus twice, and the two finally got off the bus, looking at the strange and old building in front of them, Qiao Xing couldn't help frowning: "What are you bringing me here for?"

"Of course I sold you."

"I'd like to see which one is so good to buy me."

"Fan Xing" The two stopped in front of a gallery, Qiao Xing looked at the signboard hanging outside the gallery, muttered the two words on the signboard in a low voice, and instantly looked at Jiang Yifan happily and exclaimed: "You also think this name is very good, right, there is a 'Fan' in your name, and I happen to have a 'star', isn't it too coincidental."

Later, she forgot a lot about what happened between the two of them, except for the gallery with one of the words in their names, as if the two words were them, leaning tightly together.

Jiang Yifan saw that Qiao Xing's smile was very innocent, so he also laughed along, and he knew that she would definitely like this place before he brought her here.

"What did you bring me to this place for, I don't know how to paint, and I don't know how to appreciate paintings." Although Qiao Xing liked this gallery, she couldn't figure out why Jiang Yifan would bring her to this place.

"Of course, I'm not just here to enjoy the paintings, let's go."

Jiang Yifan naturally took Qiao Xing's hand as he spoke, and the two walked into the gallery hand in hand. Looking at a small and old façade on the outside, I didn't expect it to be another world inside.

"Boss, I'll pick up the painting." Entering the gallery, a plainly dressed woman appeared in front of him, hearing that Jiang Yifan had come to pick up the painting, and then looking at Qiao Xing beside him, he couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, "This is the person you want to send the painting." ”

Jiang Yifan blushed and nodded sincerely, and Qiao Xing asked in a whisper that he didn't understand: "What do you mean!" Before Jiang Yifan could speak, the woman took out a framed painting and handed it to Jiang Yifan, and said with a smile in her apricot eyes: "Little sister is very discerning, he has a heart for you." ”

Qiao Xing only knew that she had put a lot of effort into preparing a gift for Jiang Yifan, but she didn't know that Jiang Yifan was actually paying the same. At this time, Qiao Xing only felt that a warm current passed through his heart, and the previous small emotions had long been forgotten.

"Why did you give me this?" Qiao Xing held the painting as if he was holding a treasure.

"Didn't you never give you a gift for your birthday before? Well, this is considered to be made up, and you are not allowed to ask me again in the future. His tone was doting, like a man doting on his woman.

It is a landscape painting with tulips of various colors blooming on the verdant meadows, with butterflies resting on the petals.

Qiao Xing doesn't know how to paint and only look at the surface, from the surface, this color is cleverly matched, not too strong and not too bland, the butterflies in the painting are lifelike, as if she can really smell the fragrance of flowers, well, she is very satisfied.

Because this is Jiang Yifan's first gift to himself, there may be many more in the future, but this is the first time and the meaning is naturally different.

"Do you like it?" Jiang Yifan asked tentatively, he didn't know what to give her before, she didn't seem to lack anything, and it seemed that she didn't care enough to send anything. It wasn't until he was passing by one day that he stumbled across the gallery and finally decided what to give her.

The painting was painted by his own hands, and he was a layman, but fortunately, he was smart and willing to learn, and he mastered the essentials in a few days, and he spent half a day at home to draw this painting that has no theme for the time being, and then took it here to frame.

Qiao Xing didn't know the meaning of this painting at the time, and it was not until many years later, when he met the elegant woman again in a foreign country, that he realized that the painting represented loyal love.

"Jiang Yifan, if you're finished, you must love me miserably, so you will find out your heart to please me." Qiao Xing smiled proudly, and Jiang Yifan, who was smiling, was slightly embarrassed, "I'm afraid of being nagged by you, if I don't give you this gift, I guess you'll annoy me to death." ”

"You just have a hard mouth, saying that you love me, will you die!" Qiao Xing muttered dissatisfiedly, but Jiang Yifan's dark eyes sank deeper.

It's not that he doesn't want to express his heart, it's just that now he is not qualified to make a promise to her. For him, love, when spoken, is a permanent commitment.

"You see, today was supposed to be your birthday, but you gave me a gift first, which made me very frustrated." After being happy, Qiao Xing inevitably began to feel lost, and the original plan was to celebrate Jiang Yifan's birthday well, but it became like this, and he felt a little frustrated when he thought about it.

"It's okay with me, you're glad to remember me, and the rest doesn't matter." Jiang Yifan was gentle and took Qiao Xing's hand, he just wanted to hold her hand quietly like this, and he didn't want anything else.

The two of them walked back with the painting, Qiao Xing looked sullen all the way, Jiang Yifan knew that she was still angry with herself for not giving him a gift.

As he walked, Jiang Yifan suddenly stopped and looked at Qiao Xing very seriously: "I suddenly want to hear you play the piano." ”

Qiao Xing had a big wish when she was a child, that is, one day she would no longer be forced to study, those things she didn't like at all.

Qiao's family is a big family and pays great attention to the upbringing of their children. Qiao Xing has been learning piano since he was very young, and there are various courses to cultivate temperament. When he first arrived at Fuli Residence, Jiang Yifan happened to meet Qiao Xing playing a song on Qiao Fei's piano.

At that time, he didn't dare to stand beside Qiao Xing openly and appreciate it, he only dared to hide in the corner and listen quietly.

However, Qiao Xing seems to hate these things. She was very envious of Mo Jinyu. is also a child, but Mo Jinyu can be free and do whatever she wants. There is no need to learn things that are not practical at all in Qiao Xing's eyes.

Although she hated it in her heart, she only dared to complain to Qiao Fei or Mo Jinyu in private, and she didn't miss a single class she should have attended.

Now, she has a much better temperament than children of the same age. Whenever the people around him cast approving glances, Qiao Xing would feel the hard conscience of his parents back then.

Just like now, she can sit comfortably on the piano, enjoying the joy of her fingertips flying on the black and white keys, while admiring Jiang Yifan's good-looking face.

She suddenly wanted to thank her parents very much for letting her learn to play the piano, which is why she has this beautiful scene.

Qiao Xing felt for a moment that what he had learned before might be preparing for the present. In the dark, it seems that everything has been arranged a long time ago.

"Does it sound good?" After playing the song, Qiao Xing tilted his head and looked at Jiang Yifan obediently and asked.

Jiang Yifan's cheeks were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc. He nodded earnestly, even if he couldn't even tell what was so special about the piece. But, because it was played by Qiao Xing, it must be the best.

Because, it's Qiao Xing.

"Today is your birthday, I originally made a cake, although the quality is not very good, but it is my heart.

However, I didn't expect to be destroyed.

Nowadays, I don't have anything to give as a gift. Only this simple song is regarded as a gift for this year's division. We'll do it again next year. ”

Although this day had a bad beginning, it was fortunate to have a good ending. Jiang Yifan's birthday with Qiao Xing in the first year was also perfect.

Jiang Yifan's gentle gaze tightly enveloped her, and he didn't want anything at this moment, just to be with her.

"As long as it's sent by you, I like it."

Whoever says it, those who are not good at sweet words, the love words they say must be from the bottom of their hearts.

At this time, Qiao Xing firmly believed that what Jiang Yifan said was his heartfelt speech.

He is a very wooden person, and he can't say anything nice on weekdays. At this time, he could say such sweet words, not to mention how happy Qiao Xing was in his heart. The previous displeasure was also swept away at this moment.

"Why do you keep calling me by name?" On the way back, Qiao Xing suddenly asked Jiang Yifan.

"And what should I call you?"

"How sour is when others fall in love, why aren't you sour at all?" Qiao Xing hung himself on Jiang Yifan's arm and snuggled up to him all the way.

"And what do you think is sour?"

"I don't know, don't call me by my full name anyway, I hope you can think of a name that only you can call."

"Jojo? Joe? Little star? "Star ......" was originally a sweet title, but with Jiang Yifan's unsmiling face, no matter how you look at it and listen to it, you feel disgusting to death.

Qiao Xing couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly stopped: "Forget it, forget it, goosebumps have fallen to the ground, you are really not suitable to be a man with feelings."