Chapter 48

"You've seen... Hu... Before."

Xu Qing had a little trouble carrying the rice. When he went up the stairs, he began to gasp, but it didn't affect his beeping.

"Yes?" Cheng Yulan looks at Jiang He. The girl is handsome, but she has no impression.

"Yes, just before... Well, when I first went to university, it was four or five years ago. At that time, she was not so tall, and her face was a little round. You still said two words at my door... Remember?"

"Do you have one?" Cheng Yulan doubts.

"Hey, it's estimated that the change is too big. You can't remember. The round face... That's her."

Xu Qing said it as if it were true. She walked upstairs and put down her breath at the door.

"I'm an old lady. You young people have a good memory. I've long forgotten." Cheng Yulan thought for a long time, but didn't remember. Seeing the door, she raised her hand and knocked on the door, "Lao Wang, open the door!"

"Hey, just remember this time, my girlfriend, Jiang He." Xu Qingxiao: "well, I took her to dinner. I played games at home every day, but I didn't come out much."

"Come in and have a glass of water. I'll make you very tired."

"No, I'm strong."

With a big wave of his hand, Xu turned and went downstairs. Jiang He looked back at Aunt Cheng and saw that she was still looking at herself. He hesitated for a moment, nodded with a smile and followed her downstairs.

"I... Three or four years ago?"

Out of the corridor, Jiang He asked in a low voice.

"Come on, you're hiding in a ravine in the cold at that time."

Xu Qing looked up at the upstairs and said with a smile, "it's good to have an impression. It's ok if you don't have an impression. Anyway, it's nothing."

“……”

"If no one knows you except me, then you don't exist. Do you understand?"

"No?"

"Well, in the social sense, you don't exist at all. No one knows your past, and of course there is no future - the past is like a root. Your root is in the Tang Dynasty, which is not good. You have to leave another root here to live well."

Xu Qing turned around and walked backward in front of Jiang He. "Aunt Cheng was just a big trumpet. If she had nothing to do, she would play mahjong and drink tea with the old people. If she came to our side, she would leave an impression on others. At least she would know there was such a person.

It would be better if I had seen it a long time ago. It's called group consciousness. "

"I seem to know what you mean." Jiang he frowned and thought, a little understanding.

If no one knows her in the stockade, she must be expelled.

"It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not. Anyway, just brush your face. Uncle Zhao, is it cold?"

Xu Qing turned around and yelled at the security guard from a distance.

"It's freezing."

Uncle Zhao, holding a thermos cup, huddled in his army coat and slowly swayed on the chair.

"Why don't you go in?"

"It's stuffy inside for a long time. Have a cigarette and sit down for a while before you go in."

"Then you are busy."

Xu Qing greets, looks at Jiang He beside her, holds her sleeve and goes out like holding hands.

Hey... Where are the hands? He kneaded his sleeve, but he didn't find his hand.

"Well... It's called brush presence."

After leaving a little bit further, Xu Qing let go with a straight face.

"Is it?" Jiang he doubts.

"Yes." He's serious. He says the same thing.

Jiang He thought for a moment and believed him. He raised his arm and handed over the sleeve. His hands were all shrunk to the elbow. Half of the sleeve was empty.

"I'll take it for you."

"... it's out. No more." Xu Qing takes a look at his pocket, but he doesn't move.

Hand is not a ghost, led a lonely.

There is a long way to go.

……

There are many hotpot shops in Jiangcheng. As the weather gets colder, people also like to eat around the steaming hot pot. In fact, it's best to come at night. After sweating all over, you can go back and lie down comfortably. But considering that there will be many people in the evening, you probably have to wait in line, and the mess is not suitable for taking Jiang Hechu to experience. So Xu Qing took her to have a rub at noon.

Dinner is still comfortable at home, warm lights, delicious food, the cold wind outside

There's a cook in the kitchen, perfect.

Xu Qing took Jiang He to a restaurant she used to go to. There were many kinds of seafood and it was not expensive. There were eighty-one people there. The environment was pretty good. She just gave Jiang He a taste to see what she liked.

When you are not familiar with each other's taste, eating self-help is a simple and quick way to understand. Although Jiang He seems to like everything he eats, he always has a favorite taste.

No one is not picky about food. Even if she is an ancient woman, it's just that she didn't have the conditions before.

"So far?" Jiang he followed him for a while, but before he arrived, he was a little hungry.

"It's almost there. That's right in front of it."

Xu qingnu's mouth turns a corner, but suddenly stops. He wants what he wants.

Qin Hao is working in the street with his neck shrinking like a silly beep, looking around with his PDA.

Subconsciously, they want to take Jiang He to turn around, but their eyes are already on. Xu Qingdun takes Jiang He forward as if nothing happened, and goes to say hello.

They met each other. At this time, they turned to leave. They were aware that the goods were wrong.

"Mouse, busy?"

"Nonsense, what are you doing?" Qin Hao sniffs, looks at Xu Qing, and then looks at Jiang He beside him.

There's something wrong with this kid.

"Hot pot, together?"

"On duty... Come here, come here." He walked away a few steps, brought Xu Qing over, looked at Jiang He and said, "this is..."

"What's the matter?" Xu Qing heart a jump, quietly asked.

"When did you have a cousin?" Qin Hao looked at them and suddenly said, "what is the determination theorem of surface to surface perpendicularity?"

“……”

“……”

Xu Qing was stunned, and Jiang He was at a loss.

"High school students? Sister Qin Hao squinted, "well, let's talk about the cosine theorem."

"Come on, you can. This is my girlfriend." Xu Qing has a headache.

"Girlfriend?"

Qin Hao must have something to do with him!

Last time he talked about his sister, but Qin maocai went over and asked him that this guy had no sister at all. He thought something was wrong, but his intuition was that Xu Qing was a bit abnormal that day.

I cheated.

Girlfriends are girlfriends. It's not a big deal. I have to introduce my cousin from high school... That's weird.

"I'll explain to you another day. I'm hungry." Xu Qing to this hair small helpless, "you forMo Hao, OK."

"What are you doing?"

"Another day, or you can torture me now, just like trying criminals." Xu Qing hands out to play rogue.

"... you go ahead. I won't make it clear to you another day. I have to complain to your father." Qin Hao said seriously.

Xu Qing has a criminal record. He used to fight, drink and go to bars, but he was the one who snitched. In the past two years, he has been restrained. Qin Hao is afraid that the goods will make old problems again.

Ordinary friends are nothing. If they mix with those unruly people again... He takes a look at Jiang He. It's OK. He looks normal.

If you have colorful hair, nose rings, lip nails or something, you have to check her carefully on the spot. According to Xu Qing's performance that day, this woman is probably in trouble, and it's not impossible to be an addict or something.

That's a big deal... For the Xu family.

Xu Qing didn't speak. He pointed at him and took Jiang He to the hot pot shop.

Fortunately, Qin Hao is not a woman, otherwise he must know what is the end of small report.

Why not a woman?