Shallow fine don't know why, suddenly want to smile, she picked up the watch jokingly way: "so you really don't have money to buy flowers? Even the watch has to be mortgaged. "

Xiaoyi see shallow fine again show smile, also followed her smile, but smile with a bit helpless: "good no conscience, I this is for who didn't bring money?"

Light fine red face, the arms of the flower more tightly, and then raised his face, clear eyes with a bit of love and joy, seriously looked at Xiao Yi way: "this flower I like, thank you."

"Don't you get angry now?" Xiao Yi's smile became more and more intense. The indulgence and tenderness in his eyes made the people around him take a breath of cold air in an instant. A person who was just as terrible as Shura was so tender and considerate in the twinkling of an eye. This love is really a thing that people can't understand.

Shallow fine hesitated for a while, and then put the flowers in his arms back to Xiao Yi's arms, with a smile: "still angry."

Xiao Yi looked at the flowers and the people, puzzled: "what do you mean?"

"I mean angry." Shallow fine picked up the plastic bag on the ground, in a good mood to go home.

"Oh, wait for me." Xiao Yi holds the flowers in his arms and quickly catches up with Qian Qing. He chatters and asks: "but don't you say you like flowers very much? Why are you angry again? "

Shallow fine know that he love to read the fault again, is to speed up the pace.

Soon, the two left the small market, leaving only a group of people to eat melons.

"This little girl is really lucky to have a rich boyfriend who loves her so much." She said enviously.

"The key is still handsome!" The young daughter on one side added with red eyes.

"Silly boy, you can't eat when you are handsome." She taught me.

"Yes!" Girls don't like it.

……

Someone whispered, someone thought for a long time, then suddenly realized and was shocked, and said: "he is the young master of the Xiao family! No wonder I just saw him look so familiar! "

As soon as the words came out, the aunts and sisters who were still around were very curious and said, "who is the young master of the Xiao family?"

The man rolled his eyes and said, "you don't understand. You just need to know that their family is the richest one in a city."

Many people look shocked and incredible and say, "do you mean he is the richest man here?"

"That's the Xiao family, not to mention the richest man in a city, even the richest man in China! But they just keep a low profile. "

"The richest man in the country! How much does that cost? " The aunts sighed.

When I think about my daughter again, I feel very sad. How can someone else's daughter be so competitive? My daughter is so crooked, let alone the richest man, and even has no boyfriend.

But at the thought of Qian Qing's beautiful face, he was very happy. Who let his daughter not look good? This is also life.

Along the way, Xiao Yi is still chattering, and Qian Qing is bored to death, "can you stop for a while?"

"No Xiao Yi said solemnly, "Why are you still angry?"

Shallow fine took that big bunch of flowers to hit him for a while, helpless way: "is really a fool."

Xiao Yi frowned, carrying heavy plastic bags in both hands, and looked at Qian Qing with a puzzled look.

Qian Qing chuckled and continued to lead the way home.

The shadow on one side couldn't see it any more. He kindly said, "young master, Miss Qian, this is no longer angry."

"But didn't she say she was still angry?" Xiao Yi is still confused.

For Xiao Yi, who had a blank feeling before, women treat him like one hundred thousand whys.

Shadow a see him so drill the appearance of ox horn, also want to help the forehead.

"Young master, sometimes girls say that they are angry when they are not angry, and that they are not angry when they are angry." Yingyi explained very easily.

"Why?" Xiao Yi frowned and said: "angry is angry, not angry is not angry, women are really difficult to understand."

Yingyi

"Anyway, Miss Qian is no longer angry now. Just talk well."

"Oh." Although Xiao Yi didn't understand, he nodded.

But then he looked at Yingyi suspiciously: "how do you know so clearly? Do you have a girlfriend? "

"No..." I sweat on my forehead.

"I know that from a book." In order to prevent Xiao Yi's questioning, Ying Yi immediately answers.

"Oh, what kind of book are you reading? Please introduce me." Xiao Yi looked at him with interest.

Yingyi

After returning home, Qian Qing carefully put the bouquet in the vase, and then went to the kitchen to cook.

Xiaoyou quietly went to Xiao Yi and said with a smile: "big brother, what have you done? My sister is so happy? "

Xiao Yi was proud and said, "this is a secret. I can't tell you. But if you meet a girl you like in the future, I can tell you this way."Xiao you looked at Xiao Yi admiringly, with bright eyes: "big brother is so powerful!"

"Of course." Xiao Yi rubbed the top of Xiao you's hair, and still laughed happily.

However, when he recalled the trembling and helpless expression of today's shallow fine, he suddenly felt his chest stuffy. He frowned and said what happened today, and then asked, "I just walked away for a while. Why is your sister so angry?"

Xiaoyou smell speech, the smile on the face also did not have, some uneasily low head, after a long time just way: "this matter all blame me."

"Well?"

Xiaoyou breathes out a long breath, intermittently tells Xiao Yi what happened in those years.

It turned out that Xiaoyou was only eight years old, and Qianqing was only 18 years old.

That day was my mother's birthday. As they were walking on the way to get the cake, they happily said, "sister, do you think my mother will like the cake we bought for her?"

"Mom will love it." Qian Qing is also looking forward to the cake in her hand.

Xiaoyou laughs innocently, and then sees the old man selling marshmallow by the roadside. His saliva is about to flow out.

"Sister..." Xiaoyou pulls the skirt of Qingqian and looks at her pitifully.

Shallow fine is amused by his this appearance, looked over there again so many people, then handed the cake in hand to him, way: "elder sister, go to buy, you wait for me here, can't run about!"

Xiaoyou nodded cleverly: "good."

Shallow fine step three back, found Xiaoyou is still standing on the roadside, will speed up the pace to the cotton stand.

Xiaoyou is holding a cake, playing crickets on the grass.

But at this time, suddenly came out of the roadside a little white dog, fat, very cute, it is not afraid of life, black little eyes straight at Xiaoyou, and then ran away.

Although Xiaoyou is sensible, he is only an 8-year-old child. When he sees something lovely, he will be moved. He immediately forgets Qianqing's advice, puts down his cake and goes straight after the dog.

When Qian Qing happily came back with cotton candy, she only found the cake on the ground, but Xiaoyou disappeared.

Frightened, he cried out: "Xiaoyou! Where are you? Xiaoyou

I don't come to the carnival with my parents.

His heart beat like a ring, and his hands and feet trembled in panic. He threw down the marshmallow and looked around for it: "have you ever seen such a cute boy?"

"No

"Have you ever seen a lovely boy, who is only eight years old?" Shallow fine strong endure cry, keep pulling past people to ask.

"No

People around see shallow fine flustered appearance, is also very sympathetic, suggested: "do you want to call the police?"? Or for the family? "

This immediately reminded the shallow fine trapped in the abyss of despair, she hurriedly took out the phone, shaking hands to dial: "Mom! Xiaoyou is gone! "

"Xiaoqing? Don't cry! To be clear, where are you now? " Shallow soft forbearance heart frightened, calm down way.

"We're on the side of the mall." Shallow fine wipe away tears, still looking around anxiously.

"Don't worry, dad and I will be there right away!" Shallow soft side comforts shallow fine, side goes out.

"Well!" Shallow fine in a hurry to hang up the phone, continue to find Xiaoyou in the crowd.

If she knew this was the last time to talk to her mother, she would not hang up on anything.

However, at that time, it was the weekend, and a large carnival was held. Children were playing everywhere. As a result, passers-by did not know which child Qian Qing was talking about. After all, there were too many seven or eight year old children that day.

Shallow fine scared legs are soft, continue to cry: "Xiaoyou! Where are you

Tears flow all over her face, despair covers her up like a tide, crying heartbroken.

"Sister?" Xiaoyou saw such a sad light, some dare not call her, had to stand dirty behind her.

"Xiaoyou!" Shallow fine suddenly red eyes surprised to look at him, lost and recovered to hold him tightly in his arms: "where have you been! Why are you so disobedient

Xiaoyou see shallow fine cry so miserable, is very regret oneself disobedient, ran casually, "sister sorry!"

Light fine just red eyes have been shaking his head, holding him refused to let go.

"Xiaoyou! Xiao Qing Shallow soft Feng Xueqin anxious joy to stand on the opposite side of the road, see two people safe appearance, is finally relieved.

"Dad! Mom! Here we are Qingqian wiped her tears and waved to Xiaoyou and them.

Feng Xueqin yelled: "you stand still! My mother and I went to see you

Shallow fine nods, hugs small you tightly.

But when Feng Xueqin was anxious to cross the road, a runaway truck ran into the two people, only to hear a bang, and they were hit and flew out at the same time."Ah! Hit someone

"Call the police

However, looking at the two people who were hit on the ground, many people sighed: "if they hit like this, I'm afraid it won't work."

At that moment, she felt that the world was still at a standstill, and only the sound of the emergency brake of the truck could be heard. She didn't react until the crowd gathered around Feng Xueqin.

She went crazy and fell down beside them. She couldn't make a sound in her throat, but she still yelled, "Dad! Mother

Tears blurred her vision. She looked at the bleeding two people at the corner of her mouth. She wanted to hold them up, but she did not dare to move. She could only watch them lying on the ground in pain.