Chapter 252: Is Chuxue suitable for confession?
“It’s snowing!” He couldn’t help shouting.
Bo Muhan raised his head like her and looked at the dark night sky, "Well, it's snowing."
They also spent the first snowfall of the previous year together.
But at that time, he didn't know her thoughts and only regarded her as a pure and ignorant little girl.
No matter what wrong things she did or what kind of trouble she got into, he could tolerate her.
In his eyes, she is just a child who will not grow up.
But in just one year, his mood towards her has changed a lot, especially in the past few months, she has grown rapidly like a budding tree.
The speed was strange to him.
"Are you still taking a walk?" she asked him.
He curled his lips and said, "Why not?"
"You love to keep your home clean, don't you feel dirty when snowflakes fall on you?"
"Snow is not dirty. Let's go!"
He put his hands in his coat pockets and walked forward first.
Jiang Qingzhou followed slowly, admiring the snowflakes in the sky and sighing that the first snow this year came on time.
The weather forecast said it would snow today, and it really snowed.
The first snow alarmed many people. People who had been eating in the store ran out, and some came out of their homes with their children. The cold streets gradually became lively.
Bo Muhan and Jiang Qingzhou walked leisurely one behind the other, the street lights stretching their shadows very long.
Jiang Qingzhou would stop and go, and when he saw romantic and lovely scenes, he would take pictures with his mobile phone.
Bo Muhan, who was two meters away, didn't rush her. He seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. When she stopped, he stopped too.
When she finished taking the photo and moved on, he did the same.
While walking, Jiang Qingzhou slipped and fell to the ground.
“Ouch!”
Bo Muhan heard the sound and turned to look at her.
With his back to the light, his facial features were dimmed, leaving only a pair of smiling eyes.
"Stupid!"
Jiang Qingzhou glared at him, stretched out his hand, and said in an eldest lady's commanding tone: "Why don't you help me up?!"
Bo Muhan walked away slowly. Go over and pull her up.
The back of her clothes was stained with snow and some parts were wet. He took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped it carefully for her.
After wiping, he threw the used tissue into the trash can.
"Still not leaving?"
"You go first!"
"Still want to fall?"
Jiang Qingzhou glared at him again, "Why do you think I'm going behind you? Will you fall?”
“Aren’t you looking too fascinated?”
"Ha! Are you too narcissistic, Bo Muhan? Yes, you do have some good looks, but what kind of handsome guy I have never seen would be so worthless?"
"For example, in a bar That flowery shirt?”
“It’s not called a flowery shirt, it’s called joke. His figure is not as good as yours, but his face is worse than yours!”
“He has a better face than me? "Bo Muhan showed a rare expression of surprise.
He took two steps, turned back, and said with a sneer: "No wonder he fell, it turned out to be blind."
"You're blind! You're jealous!"
As soon as Jiang Qingzhou finished speaking, her cell phone rang in her pocket.
"Hey, Jiang Qingzhou, go out and see, it's snowing!" Tang Qianqian shouted excitedly into the microphone.
"I know, I'm just outside." "Wow wow wow, that's great! People say that Chuxue is suitable for confession. I really hope someone can confess to me at this time!"
"Don't you want to fall in love before you graduate from college?" Jiang Qingzhou was talking on the phone while walking.
Unconsciously, she and Bo Muhan formed a formation walking side by side.
"That's the standard set by my mother for me, not my own idea. If we don't fall in love during such a beautiful time in college, why don't we wait until we are in our seventh and eighth decade before we start dating?"
"Did~~ "At this time, a car rushed towards Jiang Qingzhou from behind. With quick eyes and quick hands, Bao Muhan pulled her aside.
Jiang Qingzhou was startled and threw the phone out of his hand. Tang Qianqian was still chattering on the phone.
The car sped past her and hit a telegraph pole on the opposite side.
She was undecided. Fortunately, Bao Muhan pulled her fast enough, otherwise she would have hit the telephone pole instead!
After the car stalled, a short and fat man got out of the passenger seat in a panic.
He first helped Jiang Qingzhou pick up the phone, trotted to her, returned the phone to her, and then clasped his hands together, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my wife just got her driver's license, and she feels that there are few people here to accompany her. She came here to practice driving, but she didn't expect that it suddenly started snowing and the road was slippery, so..."
After he finished speaking, he yelled at the car: "You're still coming down, what are you doing in the car, hurry up Click to apologize to this little sister!”
The cab door was opened, and a young woman wearing a long black gauze skirt walked over.
Her face turned pale and she was obviously frightened.
She nodded to Jiang Qingzhou: "I'm sorry!"
Jiang Qingzhou was about to say it was okay, when Bo Muhan said, "Injured?"
Jiang Qingzhou raised his head. Looked at him and shook his head.
"I'm not hurt, but I must have been scared!" Bao Muhan said firmly.
Seeing that he didn't want to give up, the man pulled him aside.
First he took out his cigarette and gave it to him. After Bo Muhan stopped smoking, he said with a sincere face: "Brother, seeing that we all love our wives, please spare us this time. Blame me, if I hadn't been urging my wife to come out to practice driving, she wouldn't have..."
"Let them go!" Jiang Qingzhou and the others shouted not far away.
The man heard it and looked up at Bo Muhan.
Bo Muhan turned to look at Jiang Qingzhou, and Jiang Qingzhou came over, "Let them go, I'm fine!"
"Thank you, thank you!"
The man clasped his hands and made two moves toward Jiang Qingzhou. He bowed, and then Bo Muhan didn't say anything else, he stepped back with a smile.
The man didn’t let the woman drive anymore, so he got into the cab and drove his wife home in the wind and snow.
Jiang Qingzhou and Bo Muhan continued to move forward.
Before Bo Muhan could say a lesson, she took the lead and said, "You have to be merciful, and I'm not fine at all!"
Bo Muhan glanced sideways at her, "You are so easy to talk to!"
< br>Jiang Qingzhou glanced back at him, "I'm easy to talk to!"
"Ding dong!" Tang Qianqian sent a message.
"What are you doing, hanging up the phone on me? Just now my cousin asked some questions about you. Based on my nineteen years of life experience, he will probably confess to you, so be prepared. Get ready!”
Just as Jiang Qingzhou read this message, his cell phone rang.
The words Chu Mofeng were clearly displayed on the screen of the mobile phone.
Jiang Qingzhou pressed the answer button calmly.
"Hey, Qingzhou, are you outside? It's snowing!"
Jiang Qingzhou noticed the change in Chu Mofeng's address, pulled his lips and smiled, looked up at the sky, "Yeah, it's snowing!"
"This is the first snow in Philadelphia. People say that first snow is suitable for confession, because the success rate of confession is relatively high on this day. I want to verify whether it is true!"
Jiang Qingzhou glanced at Bo Muhan beside him .
He put his hands in his pockets and looked forward. Snowflakes fell on his hair, and his forehead was a little wet. Even though everyone passing by was excited about the first snow, he still looked indifferent.
But Jiang Qingzhou knew that he was secretly eavesdropping on her phone calls.
"Whoever you want to confess to, you can try it. After all, girls are more emotional. Even if you don't succeed, it will still be sweet to recall in the future!"
(End of this chapter)