"Sorry," Lu Qing said, clutching his sore knee, "I'm hurt too".
"Who made you slip so fast?" Song Chulang gritted his teeth. "I shouldn't have slipped with you."
"Don't do this. Who doesn't fall? Doesn't you ever fall before?" Lu Qing stared at him with big eyes.
Song Chulang was dumb. Even before wrestling, he was fourteen or fifteen years old. At that time, he was small and he was not afraid of losing face when he fell. He patted his **** and stood up. Then he became proficient and did not fall.
"I want you to find back what you felt when you were young, do you feel that you are young with me?" Lu Qingying regained his two hands, which were a pair of hands completely different from Zhou Shilun's palm. It has thin cocoons and long fingertips.
When he held it, his two Yingting sword eyebrows twisted and looked at her, and Lu Qinghui raised his head and looked at him exactly. Somehow, his face warmed up. The man under the lamp might be too Yingting. After helping him clean up last night, it is no longer the same look as before, looks mature and younger, although the hair is still long, but the bangs are shortened, and an angular face is exposed, showing a little evil Temperament.
What a beautiful man.
Lu Qingshen silently felt.
"Let's go, I'll slow down this time." She kicked her skates, this time it really slowed down.
Song Chulang looked back at her, and the little girl's vitality reminded him of something while reading.
Memory, many memories rushed to his face, Lu Qingyan asked, "Uncle, did you ever slide the girl's hand like this when you were studying to skate?"
"No," Song Chulang looked at the ground.
"No," Lu Qingxi couldn't believe it.
"Who is like your little girl now," Song Chulang said coldly, "Junior high school can fall in love, we were studying hard at that time."
"Yeah, you are so old-fashioned," Lu Qingyi changed the subject, "how many girlfriends have you had?"
Song Chulang stared at her expressionlessly, and Lu Qingmao instead became interested. "I think you're crazy, wouldn't you just like Yunyang's one?"
"I haven't had a girlfriend." Song Chulang suddenly let go of her hand and slipped out by himself. Just a while later, he had slowly found the feeling.
Lu Qingxi looked at his back and remained blank.
No girlfriend?
It's almost unbelievable.
Did he throw himself on the bed last time and said that he wanted to teach himself to do everything?
She was busy chasing after him, "No way, you are all thirty-two years old, how could you never have a girlfriend".
"Can't I like a woman all my life?" Song Chulang said lightly.
"Of course, if you like a woman to be happy in your life, of course, but you are not happy," Lu Qingxi said disapprovingly, "It is very painful to like a person without getting a response."
"I don't want to skate anymore, and skating is not interesting," Song Chulang walked towards the rink exit.
Lu Qingxuan followed and took off his shoes. "You don't want to slip, then let's go to the opera, I know there is an opera at 3 o'clock."
She quickly changed her shoes and happily pulled him out.
Song Chulang frowned at the little girl walking in front of her, and couldn't help but said, "Isn't it just watching a opera? Is it so happy?"
"Of course, every time I look at it before, I am alone. When I see a good-looking place, I want to talk to no one, there are people around, no matter what I do, it won't be so boring." Shrugged, "Many activities on this boat are not suitable for one person to play, such as playing basketball, swimming, uncle, what do you usually do alone?"
Song Chulang pursed his lips without answering.
"You don't need me to say it, I also know that you must be smoking on the cruise ship and be in a daze," Lu Qingxi said.
"how do you know"? Song Chulang narrowed his eyes.
"I rarely see you in the street. I think you like to smoke, guess." Lu Qing chuckled a smile, "Uncle, smoke less, smoking is bad for your health".
auzw.com Song Chulang glanced at her side for a few seconds before she looked away. He looked down at the two shadow-stretched figures on the ground, and it was incredible that on this strange sea, he and a Girls younger than themselves can skate and chat together and plan to go to the opera.
But it should be resisted, but not.
Perhaps as she said, he was really lonely for too long.
Song Chulang, an opera like this, basically didn't watch until he sat in the theater and listened to the people on the stage singing. Many people couldn't sit still and went away one after another.
Song Chulang was dizzy when he heard it, and looked a bit dull at the side of Lu Qingying, so he satirically said, "This is the beautiful opera you said"?
"I thought the poster on the door was very good-looking. I didn't expect it to look like this," Lu Qingxi said embarrassed.
"Let's go, everyone else is gone," Song Chulang said impatiently.
"If you want to go, let's go first." Lu Qingxi looked at the theater and walked away a few more guests, and said, "If we all leave, there will be no one here, no good."
"What's wrong?" Song Chulang frowned, wondering what was in her head.
“It ’s not easy for people to perform, it ’s just that the story is a bit bad”, Lu Qingying whispered in his ear and said, “If people go away, how disrespectful and embarrassing they are, you see them That dance was not easy to practice, anyway, it was only forty minutes. "
The woman's scent of orchids blew on the earlobe, Song Chulang's body tightened involuntarily, and said secretly: "It is their own responsibility not to attract the guests. Do we have to pay for some programs we don't like? ".
"You are right, but I think now they should know that the show is not good, and they will definitely improve it in the future. Do you give people some face, and they have worked so hard, even if only the last person has finished watching, I think They are also relieved, "Lu Qingying said as he began to eat packed snacks in his mouth.
Song Chulang stared at her for a moment, then slowly cast her eyes on the stage, and accompanied her through the whole process.
During the period, he remembered that when he was the president, there was a company party for one year. One of the dances went wrong, and then related personnel were scolded by dog blood from top to bottom.
If he were the owner of this cruise ship, he would surely fire the personnel of these cabarets.
However, now he saw the last quietly.
At the end, Lu Qingying raised applause. There were only a few three or two applause in the theater with hundreds of seats.
The actors bowed on the stage, and when Lu Qingqi got up, the actor walked towards them and laughed: "I see that you two didn't just leave, but also watched very seriously. Thank you, you can understand our songs and dances. drama".
Song Chulang pulled his lips lightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't understand, I was just thinking about something."
The actor is embarrassed, "I thought".
"In fact, it's okay," Lu Qingyan encouraged with a smile and exposed a clean and tidy row of teeth. "Hold on, I still see the end from the beginning. Although the story is a bit dull, the dullness is still a bit sad" .
"Thank you, but don't comfort me." The lead actor laughed: "In fact, it is normal that everyone doesn't like this opera. I want to perform it myself, and it's a fulfillment of my wish. I expect this result. Arrived, but even if only one person sees me, you can rest assured that the next performance must be a wonderful and beautiful opera, I hope to see you again. "
"I will come when I have time, bye," Lu Qingxi waved.
When leaving, Song Chulang said lightly, "Can you be more flattering? It depends on how handsome the parents are?"
"I'm not that superficial," Lu Qingyan rolled his eyes, "then you look handsomer than him, why didn't I flatter you?"
"Are you flattering useful?" Song Chulang raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I know it's useless," Lu Qingyu said, "I'm not looking at parents who are handsome. I've done similar things before. I used to go to the bar to sing to earn extra money, but I sang in my throat. I was dumb, and found that no one was listening to me singing, how uncomfortable it was for the person who sang, and thinking about it, I understand the feelings of these people very well, a performance, do n’t care too much about the performance of others, as long as We should respect everyone's heart. "
Song Chulang frowned, and couldn't help looking at her twice.
The girl around her wore a white sweater, tied into a ponytail, her skin was clean, she had no makeup at all, her eyes were watery, clear and transparent, as if sunlight had fallen into her eyes, reflecting the colorful light.
put yourself in.
This is something he has never considered in his life.
He is accustomed to asserting himself, and to being self-righteous.
"It would be annoying not to be in the position of thinking for others"? Involuntarily, he vomited a question.
"That's not going to happen, it just makes people feel a bit difficult to get along." Lu Qingyi looked out the window, his eyes suddenly turned on, grabbed his hand and pointed out the window happily: "You see nothing, the sun goes down It ’s so beautiful, it ’s much more beautiful than what you see on the beach. ”