Of course, a girl's hands should be soft.

There is a word called catkin (TI), which refers to the budding of plants. Later, it is often used to refer to a girl's hands, soft and white, a pair of delicate hands.

Compared with men's hands, girls' hands are naturally smaller. Even though Jiang He is a martial arts practitioner, his hands are not as powerful as men '.

Xu Qing did not have to touch, can only put his own pocket aftertaste, see in front of the people turned to see, he looked at the past with no expression.

"Well... Where did you just say that?"

Silent out of the gate of the electronic city, he spoke again, a pair of nothing happened, "Oh right, that hand..."

"Don't talk about my hands!" Jiang He Qi.

"... art."

“……”

“……”

"Speaking of the craft just now." Xu Qing shrugged, "if you can do some craft work, or handcraft, you can also support yourself if you have more characteristics. From ancient times to the present, it has always been the same truth that the rarity of things is the most precious. For example, there is a man named handcraft Geng, who relies on characteristic inventions..."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, felt his hand cold and put it back again. "Wait a minute. Let's go to dinner. It's warmer over there. Let's see this one again."

With that, Xu Qingchao put out his hand and held it still.

"For what?" Jiang He asked, wrapped in his little cotton padded jacket.

"Hand over here."

"No."

"I don't want to pinch any more." Xu Qing promised.

“……”

Jiang he hesitates and hands out, shrink in the sleeve half holding, Xu Qing took a long time to find out from the sleeve, warm little hand was pulled by him again.

"Did you experience what I said?"

"No

"Then why did you just retract?"

"... I don't like being pinched."

"Then you pinch me?"

Xu Qing asked, and then felt his hand was clamped by pliers, which made him almost jump up on the road, "stop! Let go I don't have to squeeze you so hard. "

Jiang he loosened his strength and looked away without saying anything, but he was in a better mood.

This person is to beat, finally out of a bad breath.

"Does it hurt?"

"What else?" Xu Qing hisses to take a breath, this Ni Zi strength is too big.

"Then why don't you let go?" Jiang He's hand moved uneasily. Just because of the action of pinching Xu Qing, she held his hand back, but now she was still held by Xu Qing.

"Why should I let go?"

“……”

She did not continue to make a sound, intuition told her that if asked further, Xu Qing would say some inexplicable reasons.

For example: Although the pain, but like ah... And so on.

"It hurts, but..."

coming!

Jiang He suddenly lowered his head, did not want to listen to him forced, "you shut up!"

This guy is so annoying.

"All right."

Xu Qing did not continue to say, pulling her to stand in the middle of the square hesitated for a moment, thinking about what to do now.

Wang Zijun asked to help handle things, wait to go to the outer ring of the square, to the address Wang Zijun sent to take her to know where she "used to" work.

Then there is shopping, eating, watching movies... The day is full of arrangements.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

"A little bit."

"Then we'll wait for dinner. Let's do what we have to do first." Xu Qing decided to finish the goal first, and then to consider the two people's affairs.

"What to do? To the dock? "

"To what dock?" He's a little confused.

"Don't you mean to go to the dock and get chips?" Jiang He is also a little confused.

"... we'll talk about that later." Xu Qing just casually joked. Unexpectedly, she still remembered, "use your head to remember our present position. It's called Jiangcheng square. Do you see that statue?"

He pointed to the huge bronze sculpture not far away. It was a strong man in a sheepskin coat. It seemed to be a celebrity, but Xu Qing didn't remember its name. "Remember the road we'll take next time. Go to the sculpture and turn left at the traffic lights there."

As they spoke, they walked over there, all the way through two traffic lights, and finally stopped in front of a slightly chilly nightclub.

Near noon, there was no one in the nightclub. They didn't go in either. They just stood at the door. Jiang He looked around with Xu Qing. Before he asked, he heard his voice.

"This is where you used to work. About two years ago, you sold wine here."

"Ah Oh

Jiang He thought of the identity he had made up, understood it, and remembered the address more carefully.

"Where is this?"

"It's called a nightclub. It's not a good place. Work is not a good job... Good work can't be done with your background. It's just right." Xu Qing pondered for a moment, "some people sing and dance, and guests go in to drink and have fun. Is that what you see in the brothels there?"

"Should be... Yeah, I haven't been there either."

"It should be almost the same. You can take it as a brothel, but there is no blatant trade. You can only sing, dance, party and drink."

"I... Sell wine in the brothel?" Jiang He is a little stunned.

"No, if you need to, you used to sell wine here. If no one checks, everything will be fine." Xu Qing shook his head, "not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, anyway, everything left behind, then do not panic."

"Can that big dog check?"

"He won't. He helped to arrange this. Don't worry. He is absolutely trustworthy... Even if you are a spy, that guy will try to cover up the matter for me, and then pull others to beat me."

"He can't beat you."

Jiang He has long seen that big dog is much weaker than Xu Qing. His feet are flighty and his posture is erratic. He has no meat on his face and is hollowed out by wine.

"So call someone else." Xu Qing said with a smile, "is it useful for him to practice that pile?"

"The foundation is too bad. It will be broken." Jiang He shook his head.

"So I'm pretty good?" Yes, definitely better than him. "

Xu Qing no longer said more on this topic, pointed around and said, "remember? Can you find this place by yourself? "

"Come over there." Jiang He indicated the direction of Jiangcheng square.

After a pause, she looked at the front nightclub and hesitated and asked, "can I... Go in and have a look?"

"Well? Now there's no one in it. It's busy at night. "

Jiang He didn't give up to look at the big sign on the door of the shop. After a moment of silence, he still couldn't restrain his curiosity and bravely said, "I just want to see... What the brothel looks like."

In the past, it was a place that only those high-ranking officials and romantic scholars could go to. Now they are all at the door. It's a pity that they don't see it.

"Don't look."

Xu Qing pulls her to turn around to walk, "the girl can't see this, can take bad child."

It's good to be curious, but it's not necessary to be curious in this kind of place.

Taking the initiative to ask is also a kind of progress... Xu Qing thought about it, looked back at her and asked, "what do you want to eat?"

"Shredded potatoes."

"No, today's good, potatoes tomorrow."

"The one you like to eat." Jiang He finally turned his attention away, put down his curiosity about the nightclub and put it on the food.

"OK, let's have a buffet."

On the street in cold winter, they wear hats, hold hands, and walk together. The cold fog spews out with the words, and soon dissipates.

A thousand years ago, a thousand years later.

I don't know how many people have passed here. Now they are two people of time and space. They meet and feel the happiness of the ordinary people.

Plain, also ordinary, but happy enough.