Chapter 6

At eight o'clock in the morning, Qin Guanglin, an insomniac, is lying in bed with dark circles under his eyes. He opens his head picture and turns it off. He opens his profile and turns it off.

Several times I entered a paragraph and deleted it.

What's going on now? Have you started dating with her? Or didn't you respond yesterday?

Qin Guanglin pondered. If last night he stepped into the pit step by step and lost his head, he is now fully awake.

Yesterday, it was not a contest, she was not, he was not, no matter what it was, he clearly knew that he was a little bit of love hidden in his heart.

I like a person in two months. It's a bit incredible.

But if you don't like it, who has time to chat 800 sentences with others?

Who would stay up in the middle of the night just to chat?

Who is so free to accompany a person around?

But what to do next It seems that their rich emotional experience can't help, they can only perform their unique skills.

The enemy will not move, I will not move.

"Didong."

Qin Guanglin's hand shakes and his mobile phone falls to his face.

Take a cool breath to pick up the phone a few times, the news will appear in front of you.

Good morning.

He felt at a loss for a moment This sentence is exactly the same as before. It seems that nothing has happened, which makes him unable to judge the situation.

Morimori: Good morning.

Lost: do you have a job today?

Woody: no Do you have any classes?

Lost: no class, do you want to go out to play.

Qin Guanglin's spirit is up, there is a play! I used to meet every time every few days, but now it's two days in a row.

Woody: OK, where to, XC?

I'll go to Nanfei road first.

Woody: OK.

Nanfei road Isn't this the next street? He got up and looked out of the window. From here he could see the intersection over there.

After thinking about it, Qin Guanglin got up from the bed to wash. He found a short sleeve from the wardrobe and put it on. He was ready to go out.

"To eat, there is porridge in the pot." Mother Qin frowned at his black eyes. Did the boy steal chicken last night?

"No more." Qin Guanglin put on his shoes and went out directly.

Standing at the corner of Nanfei Road, he is entangled again. The street is a little big. It's really difficult to meet someone. Is it to stay at the corner for a while to see if you can meet her, then pretend to be surprised and say it's a coincidence, or go around and have a look?

Take out the mobile phone hesitated, Qin Guanglin input in the chat window: what do you want to do?

Send.

"Ding ding ding ding ding."

A bell went into Qin Guanglin's ear. Before he turned his head, he heard the sound behind him: "what are you looking for here?"

Startled, he quickly turned around, wearing a light yellow dress why not standing in front of him, carrying an orange backpack on his shoulder, looking at him curiously.

For girls of this age, they don't need to wear any famous brand, and they don't need to specially match styles. As long as they are well dressed, they naturally show the purity and beauty of girls.

Although why not try to show a curious look, Qin Guanglin still saw a strong smile from her face.

"I, er Aren't you going to do something? I'll see if I can help. "

Encounter is no way to pretend, can only honestly admit that they are deliberately come.

"Oh, you are so quick. Do you live here?" Why don't you ask at will and walk past him.

"Yes." Qin Guanglin followed and thought about how to deal with it all night. Now he didn't know where to start. "Where are you going?"

"Post office." She patted the small backpack on her shoulder and said, "send a manuscript."

"So far to send things?" Qin Guanglin scratched his head. "Isn't it in XC district?"

"Can't you?" Why not glance at him, "you didn't sleep well last night?"

Qin Guanglin choked, "there are too many mosquitoes..."

He took a serious look at he Wu's side face and found that he Wu looked good and full of vitality. Suddenly he was a little depressed. "It seems that you slept very well yesterday."

"It's very comfortable to sleep until daybreak." Why not have arrived at the post office, take out a pile of thick manuscript paper from the backpack.

"What is this manuscript?" Qin Guanglin is a little curious.

"Fiction." Why don't you fill in the information and say, "if you have nothing to write, give it to the publishing house to have a try."

Qin Guanglin thought about it. She seems to have said that she majored in literature. Are the students so powerful now?

I can write such a thick novel before I graduate from my senior year

He looked at why not side face gradually out of mind.

"Let's go." Why don't you stretch out your hand and wave it in front of his eyes before he comes back to himself."Oh, let's go."

"Are you staring at me now?" Why not.

Qin Guanglin unnaturally don't head, avoid her line of sight, "no, thinking about things."

Why not bend the corner of the mouth, and then change the topic: "now it's OK, where to go for a walk?"

"Is there a place you want to go?"

She lowered her head as if thinking, "well Your house is near here. "

Qin Guanglin some inexplicable, "right, not too far."

"I want to see where you draw." Why don't you look up at him.

"That..." Qin Guanglin opens his mouth. His mother is still at home. It's not good to take a girl back.

"Inconvenient?" Why don't you stare at his eyes and lean over again, "it's just a place to work..."

"Good." He stepped back. "It's not too far ahead."

"Let's go." Why don't you turn around and walk on.

After turning a corner, she stopped at the door of Qin Guanglin's house and looked back at him.

Qin Guanglin took out the key to open the door and said, "come in."

"So soon? You go to... " Qin's mother was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper. She turned her head and stopped.

"Good aunt, I'm Qin Guanglin's..." Why don't you say hello politely.

"Friend, this is my friend. Why not call it my friend." Qin Guanglin didn't know what he was afraid of, so he quickly took her words.

Why don't you give him a smile.

"My friends, sit down quickly." Qin's mother gave Qin Guanglin a very kind look, and then asked why not sit down.

The boy has two talents. He brought home so soon.

"My studio is here." Qin Guanglin ignored his mother's greeting and led him to the studio.

"Good aunt." Why don't you sit on the sofa obediently and have no intention of going to the studio with Qin Guanglin.

"No one is allowed to drink water when they come in." Qin's mother glared at Qin Guanglin, "don't you take the cup yet!"

"Don't bother, auntie. I'm not thirsty." Why don't you just wave your hand.

Qin Guanglin went to the cup in silence.

After staring at Qin Guanglin, Qin Guanglin turned her head and said with a gentle smile, "don't mention it. This boy seldom brings his friends home. It's the first time for a girl."

Why don't you look down shyly, "he said a long time ago that he would come to see his studio, but he has no time to drag it until now."

Qin Guanglin, who was pouring water, opened his eyes wide and looked back. When did he say that? Didn't you come here?!

"It seems that you have known each other for a long time." Qin's mother continued to smile mildly, and keenly grasped the key point of "a long time ago.".

"Well, Guanglin is my senior." Why don't you continue to bow your head shyly.

Qin Guanglin almost didn't hold the cup. He was from the University of Los Angeles, and his seniors recognized him. However, they had known each other for more than two months. What a long time!

What's the matter with Guanglin?! Mom, don't get me wrong!

But Qin's mother laughed more and more gently, "girl, are you from the University of Los Angeles, too?"

"Yes, I graduated this year. Auntie, why don't you call me? " Why not be more shy.

"Drink water." Qin Guanglin said in a dull voice and handed the two cups to them.

Qin Ma looked at him discontentedly, then turned her head and continued to be gentle: "why not, don't mention it, drink water."

"Thank you, auntie." Why not take a sip of the cup obediently.

Thanks to me, too! I did! I delivered it!

Qin Guanglin sat down on the sofa and looked at his mother. He felt that the situation was not right. He didn't look like a normal guest.