In the evening, the two had a hot pot meal. Lin Qingyu had also eaten hot pot in Dayu, but he didn't think there was any novelty. The only thing that made him feel strange was that Jiang Xing used hot tea to blanch the two people's bowls and chopsticks before the meal, as if performing some kind of mysterious ritual.
The waiter thoughtfully gave them aprons, mobile phone greaseproof bags, and also gave Lin Qingyu a hair tie so that he could tie up his hair.
"Hold on." Jiang Xing took out a little bear hair tie, "I bought it for you, use mine."
Lin Qingyu was not satisfied: "Why is it a bear?"
Jiang Xing said: "If you didn't find the little snake, you will use the little bear first, and I will buy it online for you later."
Lin Qingyu took the hair ring: "No need, just use it."
Lin Qingyu tied her long hair with a bear hair tie at will, and then waited for Jiang Xing to feed it. Jiang Xing gave him a dipping sauce and vowed to say that this was the Jiang family's secret recipe from the ancestors. If Lin Qingyu hadn't been his wife, he wouldn't have passed it on.
Lin Qingyu was worried about the dangers of premature love, and he hesitated: "You are not an adult, so it seems that you can't have a wife."
Jiang Xing was forced to compromise: "Well, not his wife, can that be a boyfriend?"
Lin Qingyu heard this call for the first time, and said in confusion: "Boyfriend?"
Jiang Xing explained the meaning of boyfriend to Lin Qingyu. Lin Qingyu said, "Very appropriate. You will be my boyfriend in your hometown from now on."
Jiang Xing faintly sighed: "Te Mo is going back more and more alive."
The two of them were halfway through the meal, and a table of guests came to the next table, a family of three. Dad was pushing the stroller. A little boy about one year old was sitting in the car with his big round eyes, looking at them curiously.
Jiang Xing stared at the stroller, his hands hanging in the air, his eyes gradually becoming distracted. How does he feel that he has been in a stroller like a stroller and needs someone to push... a wheelchair
Suddenly, Jiang Xing whispered: "Fuck Qingyu."
Lin Qingyu shook her hand, and the beef balls that were finally picked up fell back into the pot: "What are you doing, I was shocked."
"I remember it," Jiang Xing was a little excited, "I remembered that I was wearing Dayu."
Lin Qingyu was stunned, and the beef balls were not caught anymore: "Really?"
Jiang Xing nodded excitedly: "So I really didn't die, but I was reborn on General Gu?"
Lin Qingyu vaguely felt something was wrong: "What do you mean?"
"Uh, I just remembered it, but I didn't remember it completely." Jiang Xing tanned his hands, "I just remembered what happened when I was Lu Wancheng, you said about Gu Fuzhou, I haven't Think of it."
Lin Qingyu: "..."
Could it be that the restoration of memory came from one lifetime and one lifetime, first by Lu Wancheng, then by Gu Fuzhou, and finally by Xiao Li
Jiang Xing was immersed in the memory: "So, after I became Gu Fuzhou, I chased you? I confessed to you?" Jiang Xing couldn't help sighing, "I am so promising, I am worthy of me."
Lin Qingyu looked at Jiang Xing silently. No matter how much the memory has recovered, Jiang Xing is still the same Jiang Xing, and his nature has not changed at all. However, within a few days, he recovered the memory of his entire life, and it won't take long for him to fully recover.
Lin Qingyu didn't worry too much, and Xianqing joked with Jiang Xing: "It's all because of you? Let me learn the "Book of Songs" before I say it."
Jiang Xing's smile gradually disappeared: "... No, did you chase me? You confessed to me? I was so frustrated? No, I don't believe it."
Lin Qingyu continued to enjoy his beef balls and said lightly: "I don't know, you think about it."
Jiang Xing’s memory was only restored to the night when Lu Wancheng died of illness. He was full of curiosity and thirst for knowledge about what happened afterwards. While scalding Lin Qingyu’s tripe, he asked: “Don’t you still like girls? How could you be willing to marry? My second time?"
"What do you think."
"I didn't shame General Gu, did I?"
"no."
"How are the others in Nan'an Houfu?"
"Basically alive."
"What about Shen Huai's knowledge?"
"It's OK."
Jiang Xing disappeared for a minute, as if he wanted to confirm, and then asked, "Qingyu, do you really like me?"
"Ok."
Jiang Xing held his cheeks and looked at the ponytailed beauty opposite: "What do you like me?"
Lin Qingyu raised her eyes and glanced at him: "I like you to look good and you will always be eighteen."
Jiang Xing didn't know whether he believed it or not, and smiled: "I love this reason-then when did you fall in love with me?"
Lin Qingyu did not immediately give an answer. When did he get fascinated by Jiang Xing? It was the Shangyuan Festival that year, when he married Gu Fuzhou, or earlier.
Perhaps as early as in the Nan'an Hou Mansion, his love for Lu Wancheng had begun to sprout, but at that time he didn't know what it was. He only knew that Lu Wancheng was bound to die, even if he was aware of his own mind, he didn't dare to delve into it.
Now Jiang Xing, who only has the memory of that lifetime, can be regarded as making up for his regret in Lu Wancheng I.
"Qingyu?"
Lin Qingyu recovered and was about to answer, but found an important thing: "Your hairy belly is about to get burnt and old."
In order to make Jiang Xing's hair tie more worthwhile, Lin Qingyu's long hair stayed for a few more days. Jiang Xing turned out his dusted camera, and shot Lin Qingyu's face when he was okay.
Lin Qingyu was wearing a cat ear headband before washing her face, when she heard: "Qingyu, turn your head."
Lin Qingyu's face appeared in the camera. Under the dim and ambiguous light of the bathroom, his face seemed to emit a faint floating light.
Jiang Xing was startled to see, he forgot to press the shutter, and sighed in a low voice, "...Fuck me."
Lin Qingyu took off the cat ears headband, and her long hair fell homeopathically: "Stop high school students swearing. If you have enough shots, I will cut my hair short today. Long hair is here, after all, it is inconvenient." He didn't want to be admitted as soon as he went out. gender.
Jiang Xing has no opinion on this. Lin Qingyu with long hair is amazing, but he also looks forward to Lin Qingyu's short hair. "Okay, I'll help you find a reliable teacher tony."
Teacher Tony opened a studio, with the title of the legendary chief stylist, Jiang Xing's hair has not been overturned in his hands. But Lin Qingyu thinks this doesn't mean anything. After all, Jiang Xing didn't overturn the car when Jiang Xing gave him a blind cut.
Tony blew a few waves of rainbow farts at Lin Qingyu's face and hair, and asked, "What kind of hairstyle does this handsome guy want?"
Jiang Xing said, "Do you have any suggestions?"
"The handsome guy has white skin. You can try dyeing a light color, matching his facial features, and taking the line of the noble and noble son. It is also in line with his temperament." Tony exaggerated, "It's not the same, I saw him at first sight. Give him the urge to kneel down and please."
Jiang Xing asked Lin Qingyu: "Do you want to dye your hair?"
Lin Qingyu said: "It's not necessary, I don't want to be too eye-catching."
Tony smiled and said, "This is probably a bit difficult."
Jiang Xing said: "I don't want to be a noble son, just be simple and generous. By the way, can I keep the cut hair as a souvenir."
For the first time, Lin Qingyu’s long hair that had been in her for twenty years was cut short. Without the occlusion of her long hair, the contours of his face became clearer, which enlarged his delicate features to a certain extent. Tony left bangs in front of his forehead, and his eyebrows were slightly blocked. When his eyes dropped, it could slightly slow down the aggressive attack of beauty.
Lin Qingyu looked at herself in the mirror, familiar and unfamiliar. The face is the same face, but it has changed from long hair to short hair, but the feeling has changed, a bit less gorgeous, and a bit more refreshing.
A hand was gently placed on Lin Qingyu's hair. Lin Qingyu looked up at Jiang Xing, waiting for his evaluation. Teacher Tony on the side was full of praise, saying that they were all good-looking, temperamental, handsome, and beautiful, without any new ideas.
Jiang Xing stared at him in the mirror for three seconds, and took the lead to look away, and smiled: "It's kind of gu, baby, I won't be able to press your hair anymore."
When Jiang Xing signed the order, Yu Guang saw Tony and Lin Qingyu chatting alone for a while. The two left the studio. Before Jiang Xing asked, Lin Qingyu gave Jiang Xing the business card that Tony gave him. This is a business card of an entertainment company scout, and it is not surprising that Tony knows people in that circle.
Jiang Xing held the business card between his fingers and threw it out like playing poker. The business card flew sideways into the trash can on the side of the road. "Qingyu, when I go back to school, I can't be with you 24 hours, you..."
Lin Qingyu knew what he was going to say, and said, "It's okay, I have a mobile phone, air conditioning, and milk tea. You go to school with peace of mind."
Jiang Xing had to convince him: "The way of life of modern people is really understood by you by playing it."
On the last day of the holiday, they did not go back to Zhujiang New Town, but went to a house in Jiang Xing near the school. In order to get half an extra hour of sleep in the morning, Jiang Xing lives here during holidays. The school district houses are of a certain age, and their appearance is incomparable with the large flat next to the Pearl River. The area is also small, but the decoration is not sloppy at all. The school district’s room is only a five-minute walk from Jiang Xing’s high school, and ten minutes after class is enough for Jiang Xing to go home and take a look at his wife.
Jiang Xing bought all the classics of traditional Chinese medicine he could find on the e-book, then rushed all the members to all the video websites, and finally taught Lin Qingyu to play games. "If you still feel bored, just send me WeChat and I will ask for leave to come back to accompany you."
Lin Qingyu was playing the game, absent-mindedly said: "I see."
Jiang Xing thought left and right, still reluctant to let the beautiful wife be at home alone, half-truth and half-truth said: "Qingyu, or I will suspend school, I want to stick to you. Anyway, waiting for us to return to Dayu, the degree seems to be useless. ."
Lin Qingyu fought a team battle without raising her head: "It may not be a bad thing. If you successfully complete your studies, you will at least graduate from high school in the future, not a graduate student."
Jiang Xing sighed: "Okay, then you go on playing, I'm going to be busy."
Lin Qingyu asked smoothly: "What are you going to do?"
Jiang Xing's grievance: "Make up for homework."
Lin Qingyu: "..."