Chapter 396 Pure

After leaving Jixia Academy, Qin Qingmu did not return to his residence.

She asked Xu Wuzhou if he could accompany her for a walk in Jicheng.

Walking in the courtyard with the girl you like is a very enjoyable time, so Xu Wuzhou naturally would not refuse this proposal.

Just out of curiosity, Qin Qing's eyes have always been quiet, and he is not a person who likes to hang out.

In Jicheng for a period of time, Xu Wuzhou did not really visit this city built on the basis of Taoism.

This city is charming. When you calm down, you can feel a different kind of prosperity and beauty.

Accompanied by a beautiful woman, Xu Wuzhou felt more comfortable and relaxed.

Stroll around Jicheng, sometimes buy some snacks.

The only thing that is not perfect is that he is a road idiot, going the wrong way from time to time, and always needs to keep asking people for the distance.

Along the way, Xu Wuzhou held Qin Qingmou's hand.

Qin Qingmou was shy and wanted to struggle, but there was the faceless and skinless Xu Wuzhou's opponent, and in the end he could only be a rogue and be led by Xu Wuzhou, but he really wanted a pair of intimate lovers to enjoy their leisure time.

Along the well-known landmarks of Jicheng, Xu Wuzhou strolled all the way, buying some girly gadgets for Qin Qingmu from time to time on the way.

Although Qin Qingmou always said 'she's not a little girl', Xu Wuzhou could still notice the excitement in her eyes.

I went to a koi shop and looked at the fish for a while.

I went to another martial arts arena and watched the duel of warriors for a while.

I went to a snack bar again and ate some steamed tofu and preserved eggs.

Seeing the sky darken, the two walked casually, and finally came to a storyteller's teahouse.

The two sat down at the corner of the outside, ordered some bad tea, and listened to the lingering love story being told by the storyteller.

After Xu Wuzhou heard it, he curled his lips, thinking that what he said was better than what he said.

But to pass the time, Xu Wuzhou is not picky, sitting quietly with Qin Qingmou in the noisy teahouse, it is not a pleasant feeling.

The storyteller's grievances and hatreds are too old-fashioned, Xu Wuzhou listened casually, drinking tea and looking around, but was attracted by a child not far away.

This is a little boy, about seven or eight years old. On a piece of paper in front of him, there is a small pile of sand. The little boy stares straight at the pile of sand, with a tangled expression and grievances in his eyes. There were teardrops swirling in it, and he was trying hard to blink not to let the tears fall.

Xu Wuzhou saw Qin Qingmu drinking tea, his eyes fell on the storyteller, listening intently.

He smiled, women are always easier to be tricked by these lingering stories of love and hatred.

Although Qin Qingmou is ice-snow and smart, she is still a woman.

"Who bullied you?"

Xu Wuzhou knelt down and said to the little boy.

The little boy glanced at Xu Wuzhou, then at Shasha, pursed his mouth stubbornly, still refused to let the tears flow down, just shook his head.

"No one bullies you, what is that for?"

Xu Wuzhou took a glass of water with a smile, handed it to the little boy and said, "Do you want some water?"

The little boy shook his head again.

"Go home early if you have nothing to do, it's getting dark, and your family is looking for you."

Xu Wuzhou said to the little boy.

Xu Wuzhou was talking with the little boy, and Qin Qingmou's eyes fell on him, looking at Xu Wuzhou's patient and warm appearance, there was a smile unconsciously on her beautiful face.

The little boy shook his head stubbornly again: "Sister Zhuang Fang asked me to count the pile of sand before letting me play with her."

Xu Wuzhou was startled, then smiled and said: "Who is Sister Zhuang Fang?

The girl you like! "

Speaking of this, the little boy nodded vigorously with his eyes shining.

Qin Qingmou couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

How old is he? Is he seven years old?

Just like adults like girls.

Seeing that the little boy was about to cry because of this, the more he felt it was funny, if it wasn't too young, it would be very similar to what the storyteller just said with deep affection.

Looking at the sand in front of him, it was obvious that the girl named Zhuang Fang didn't like him and didn't want to play with him.

Qin Qingmou didn't take it seriously, children's likes and dislikes come and go quickly, it's just fun to play house.

"Do you want to count the sand?"

Xu Wuzhou asked the little boy with a smile.

"I like sister Zhuang Fang and want to play with her."

The little boy looked at the pile of sand, and stared at the pile of sand with watery eyes, "I want to count it, but there are too many sands."

"Let me help you, how about counting with you?"

Xu Wuzhou asked the boy.

Qin Qingmou kept watching, and couldn't help but said at this moment: "You are crazy, how can you count sand?

So many, how long do you have to count? "

Xu Wuzhou did not answer Qin Qingmou, but still looked at the little boy and said, "How is it?

Do you want to count? "

Seeing someone helping him, the boy nodded vigorously, full of expectations.

Qin Qingmu looked at Xu Wuzhou counting the sand with the little boy like a fool, a little dumbfounded, and whispered in Xu Wuzhou's ear: "Children are playing around, maybe I will forget about it tomorrow.

But the girl deliberately found an excuse. "

"I know."

Xu Wuzhou replied.

"Then you still count?"

"Counting the sand may not change anything, but liking someone is never a joke.

Maybe after telling her the answer, she still won't play with him, or like him.

But at least when he grows up in the future, when life makes him care about gains and losses and become smooth, he can still remember that he once foolishly and purely liked to live alone. "

Qin Qingmou listened to Xu Wuzhou's silly words, she stood there blankly, looking at the young man counting the sand, her eyes were steaming.

Qin Qing wiped the corners of his eyes, and sat there quietly, his eyes never leaving Xu Wuzhou.

He is so shameless and treacherous in many cases, but he is also so stupid in many cases.

Qin Qingmou will not be moved by Xu Wuzhou's strength and her duel with the bookworm.

But he was moved by his delicate mind.

So, is this the innocence he treated himself so foolishly all these years?

Qin Qingmou has been counting the sand with the two of them, the teahouse has already closed, and the sky has already darkened.

But those two people were still jumping happily after counting eleven thousand sands.

When the last grain of sand was counted, the little boy had an extremely excited smile on his face: "There are 13,846 grains in total, brother, did I make a mistake?"

"No mistake.

I'll take you home, get a good night's sleep, and tell her tomorrow morning. "

Xu Wuzhou faced the little boy.

The little boy nodded his head vigorously, with a smile on his face, and happily bounced home with the sand.

Xu Wuzhou sent him back to see his anxious parents, Xu Wuzhou casually found an excuse for him to get lost, and watched him go home.

"Actually, with full expectations, it is also extremely beautiful to have a good dream.

At least, tonight will be very happy. "

Qin Qing, who was behind Xu Wuzhou, heard these words, and looked at the young man shone by the moonlight, and suddenly felt warm in his heart.

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