Su Po has been waiting for Director Xu to have lunch at the entrance of the theatre troupe many times, whether it is sunny or rainy. Every time he saw her walking towards him, his calm heart always seemed to be gently stirred by something.
As soon as Qingcheng walked out of the gate, he saw a familiar car and people. Supo has long legs and long legs, wearing a khaki windbreaker, standing under a tall magnolia tree.
She quickened her pace and trotted over, and Supper took two steps to meet her.
"Don't run."
Supper recalled the dream from last night—
He walked past the houses with white walls and blue tiles, which are the characteristics of the old houses in the old town of Baizhou. Finally he stopped at an open wooden door because he had found the man he was looking for. She was wearing a white tracksuit with her sleeves rolled up high, and was lying on the table eating noodles, with lush plants behind her. In front of her was an old-fashioned TV that was playing a children's program.
When she looked up at him, her eyes were curved and bright.
Afterwards, they appeared on Qingshan Road, surrounded by dense shades of green and cicadas, but there was only a wisp of a charming female voice that could be heard. He turned his head to look, his eyes were full of her smile. But as she walked, she disappeared.
He slept very lightly, and when he was fully awake, he kept thinking about the whiteness in the dark green of midsummer, and the blankness where no one could be found later.
One scene made him heartbroken, and another scene made him panic.
He remembered that when he was just 20 years old, he passed a piano shop. At that time, he had some savings, and he didn't know what to think, so he walked in and asked the boss if there was a teacher who taught guqin. The boss said yes, and he signed up. He didn't really want to be successful in his studies, and he was busy, so he just took it as a hobby, but within a year, the guqin teacher stopped teaching due to his health, and he also learned his qin here.
"Green Orange!"
As soon as Qingcheng walked in front of Supo, she heard a colleague calling her behind her. Supo followed, and it was a white man in an orange coat.
"Brother Liang." Qingcheng greeted politely.
The man named Brother Liang had seen Su Po before, said "hello" to Boss Su to say hello, and then handed Qingcheng a folding umbrella in his hand: "You borrowed it from me and forgot to return it to you. Just now Lao Lu said that the weather forecast shows that it will rain in a while, so take it with you."
"Oh, thank you." Qingcheng said, "It's actually fine, my boyfriend has an umbrella in his car."
Brother Liang said, "I should thank you. That's all right, I'm leaving."
Su Po was a little taller than Brother Liang, but he looked similar in age. When the other party turned to leave, he took Qingcheng and walked towards the car.
The last time he came to pick up someone, he saw Director Xiao Xu holding an umbrella for that person. Finally, when she saw him, she gave the umbrella to him. At that time, the man stood in the rain and watched their car start before leaving.
Sometimes a man's intuition is better than a woman's.
Little Xu Dao didn't know what Boss Su was thinking, and he was a little lost, which was rare. So she said mischievously: "The beauty is on the side, but you are distracted."
"I'm thinking of beautiful women."
"..." Can't say, can't say.
Super asked again, "Do your colleagues know that your beautiful and famous flower has an owner?"
Director Xiao Xu is very frank: "Of course. Even if I don't say it, you come to me from time to time, and you know it." After speaking, she remembered something and smiled, "I have a female colleague who is your fan, I know. After you became my boyfriend, you conscience said that we were a good match, and then I invited her to have a hot pot, and she sincerely said that we were a good match. Boss Su, your fans are too spineless!"
Su Po couldn't help but shook his head with laughter: "We're already worthy." His voice was slow, but when he listened carefully, there was tenderness in it.
Boss Su looked at the people around him and really liked it. So I kissed her before I got in the car.
Su Po thought again: This modest gentleman is really a little tired. So, don't do it.
That night, Qingcheng went home to accompany her grandmother, and before going to bed, she received a message from Su Po: "Don't hold an umbrella for others in the future."
She didn't know why, and replied, "What?"
Super: "Forget it if you don't remember."
Since Super said so, Qingcheng no longer thought about it.
On Su Po's side, after sending a text message to Director Xu, he went to take a shower. While washing, he felt that the message he had just sent was a bit overwhelming. After he finished washing, he put on his bathrobe and looked at himself in the mirror. He saw a good night message from Director Xu on his mobile phone, thought about it, took a picture of his upper body, and sent it to the past.
Qingcheng, who was already in a daze and was about to fall asleep, saw the photo and was fully awake again.
In fact, Supo is a little chest exposed at the front of the bathrobe, and everything else is normal. His hair is wet on his forehead, and his expression is very relaxed.
But no matter how normal, this kind of behavior will appear abnormal to Super.
So Qingcheng asked weakly, "Boss Su, what's the matter with you?"
"Does it look good?"
"… nice."
"Send it to you."
Qingcheng didn't know Boss Su's prudence, so she just kept the pictures silently, thinking that she could look at the photos to satisfy her cravings when she couldn't see anyone in the future, and she felt very happy.