Chapter 95 Holding Hands
“Is this a nightmare?”
Chu Qingmian blinked her eyes, not even eating the oden in her hands, and looked at him seriously.
“It doesn’t count.”
Su Chengyi felt a little uneasy as she stared at her, so he poked a rice cake and fed it to her mouth.
"In the dream, I lived alone in another city for many years. I had no contact with my parents, you, or Xu Yang."
Chu Qingmian felt as if she had just eaten something. The rice cakes were a little bitter, and the corners of his mouth and eyes drooped at the same time, like a dejected puppy.
"How can this not be a nightmare?"
She said weakly.
“It’s just a dream.”
Su Chengyi looked at her momentary depressed expression and suddenly wanted to laugh. He stretched out his hand to pinch her cheeks and lifted the corners of her mouth.
“Do you think it’s a dream now?”
Chu Qingmian suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him in a panic.
If Su Chengyi had not changed over the past few days, it seems that the content of his dream was the most reasonable and realistic development.
Will Su Chengyi become the same as before when he wakes up, and the two of them will return to the relationship of strangers?
She seemed really scared, Su Chengyi thought.
How do you know if you are dreaming?
I heard from old people that they often use a one-size-fits-all method - counting on their fingers.
It is said that the fingers in dreams are always hard to count, there are either more or less.
So Su Chengyi opened his palms to Chu Qingmian,
"Count how many fingers you have."
Chu Qingmian couldn't help but look at him like a fool for a few seconds.
When she saw it like this, Su Chengyi suddenly felt that this method was a bit silly.
The original serious expression could no longer be maintained. He was about to take his hand back, but she grabbed him again.
Chu Qingmian quickly put her hand into his, clasping their fingers together and feeling warm in her palm.
"Well, I'm fine now."
Su Chengyi was stunned for a moment. This hand-holding gesture was no longer the category of holding hands between friends, but a very ambiguous way.
The girl's soft fingertips were rubbing here and there dishonestly, like some kind of flattering signal.
“Don’t let go, let me hold you for a while.”
Chu Qingmian’s coquettish tone even contained a little pleading.
It seems that he is really scared.
Forget it.
Su Chengyi simply held her hand instead.
The moment they shook hands, a thought popped into my mind: It turns out that girls’ hands are so soft.
In my last life, I was almost thirty years old and never held hands once.
The two of them had been chatting nonsensically along the way, but now they felt the warmth of each other's palms, but they both calmed down tacitly.
The shadows of the trees swayed gently under the hazy moonlight, and a few insect chirps occasionally came from the bushes on the roadside.
Everything is harmonious.
Facts have proved that in this kind of weather and this kind of night, you should hold the hand of a beautiful girl and walk on the road.
When they reached the fork in the road where the two of them should go their separate ways, Su Chengyi had no intention of stopping.
It was late now and the road was relatively deserted. For safety reasons, a girl must not be allowed to go home by herself.
I just wanted to send her home, definitely not for another walk.
When I looked up, I saw a familiar Maybach parked on the side of the road.
Uncle Gao was leaning against the car and smoking. He had obviously been waiting for a while.
Of course Chu Qingmian also saw this scene at the same time.
Not sure if Chu Yuanjiang was still in the car, she suddenly felt nervous about having a puppy love caught by her parents.
I suddenly panicked and subconsciously wanted to retract my hand.
It's okay that she didn't struggle. With this struggle, Su Chengyi felt like a slippery little fish flapping vigorously in his hand.
He suddenly wanted to laugh. Not only did he not let go, but he tightened his fingers, not wanting to let the little fish slip away.
“Weren’t you quite brave just now?”
He even laughed out loud.
Chu Qingmian's face turned red when she was anxious. She pursed her lips and looked at Su Chengyi for a long time.
Good! Don't let go, right? This is your choice!
Chu Qingmian suddenly had a plan in mind.
Anyway, I have made many mistakes since I was a child, so it doesn’t hurt to be accused of puppy love again.
Rather than choosing a date, it’s better to officially meet your parents now!
Su Chengyi was stared at by her like this, thinking that if he teased her any longer, he might become impatient, so he wanted to let go.
He had no idea that Chu Qingmian would suddenly change his mind and be pulled forward by her for no apparent reason.
Running up to Uncle Gao, she even raised their interlocking hands and gave an all-round demonstration.
"Uncle Gao, where is my dad?"
Su Chengyi observed for a moment that Uncle Gao must have seen the two of them a long time ago, because he put out the cigarette butt in his hand in advance with great detail.
But at this moment, he was looking at his nose, nose and heart without saying a word. He was in a state of neither hearing nor seeing, and his professionalism reached its peak at this moment. It seemed that Chu Yuanjiang was not in the car, otherwise he would have run down in panic when he saw his house collapsed.
Chu Qingmian’s plan of making cooked rice came to nothing.
“Hey, what a pity.”
She sighed, it seemed like it was fate.
Chu Qingmian didn’t do this because he wanted Uncle Gao to kill him, right?
Su Chengyi couldn't help but glance at Uncle Gao who lowered his head and remained silent.
It seems a bit like the ultimate move is being charged.
It doesn’t matter, anyway, Xu Yang must be killed first, and the assassination list must be on a first-come, first-served basis.
When Chu Qingmian stuck her head into the car without giving up, Su Chengyi took the opportunity to pull her hand out.
Seeing that the two men's hands finally let go, Uncle Gao instantly raised his head as if he had woken up from a dream.
"Miss."
"What are you doing! Haven't you seen me a long time ago!"
Chu Qingmian looked at him speechlessly.
"Get in the car quickly, miss, it's already very late."
Uncle Gao pretended not to hear anything and opened the door.
“Where is my dad?”
Chu Qingmian opened her phone and checked if there were any unread messages.
"The boss still has something to do in the company. I sent him there and came here to pick up the lady."
While Uncle Gao was explaining, Chu Qingmian also saw the WeChat message sent by Chu Yuanjiang.
"Mianmian, go to bed early when you get home. Dad has something to do, so he will go back to the company first.
There is an ice cream cake brought back for you in the refrigerator at home. We will be at the parent-teacher conference this weekend. See you at school.”
Chu Qingmian immediately typed back a message and then got into the car with confidence.
Before she could sit firmly, she quickly rolled down the window and said goodbye to Su Chengyi.
"Su Chengyi, good night and sweet dreams!"
Su Chengyi looked at her soft long hair being blown slightly by the night wind, suddenly thought of something, and reminded:
"You will be here tomorrow I want to pierce Nezha’s head.”
Which pot will not be opened?
Chu Qingmian gritted his teeth and replied:
"I! Know! Know!"
"It's good to know, bye."
Su Chengyi took a step back and nodded to Uncle Gao in the driver's seat.
As soon as the vehicle started, Su Chengyi turned around and left.
As a result, before I took a few steps, my phone rang again.
The reflex arc reached the moon: "You haven't said good night to me yet."
Su Chengyi replied "good night".
“There are still sweet dreams.”
“Good dreams.”
The other party then replied with a satisfied emoticon of a sleeping rabbit.
I originally thought that would be the end of today's conversation, but when I got home and just finished taking a shower, my phone dinged and a new message popped up.
"You can't laugh at me when I get my hair done tomorrow."
Su Chengyi held the toothbrush in his mouth and freed his hand to reply.
“Okay.”
“You promise.”
"I promise."
"You swear."
"4."
"Not sincere!"
Exit the chat with Chu Qingmian After entering the interface, Su Chengyi suddenly found an unfamiliar chat box at the top of the list.
There is no digital prompt for new messages, but a small red dot.
This means that you have set up Do Not Disturb messages.
Looking at the other party's pure black profile picture and notes, Su Chengyi was shocked.
High school sophomore-Liang Nina.
I vaguely remember that one time when I was checking information, her messages popped up like crazy, so I set up Do Not Disturb first.
Then I forgot to cancel.
In addition, I always skim WeChat messages at a glance, and I think it’s been a long time since I’ve replied to a message.
No wonder she said she remembered to reply to WeChat last time.
(End of this chapter)