After taking a bath, Xu Qing nestled in the bed with only her head exposed, trying to warm the bed.
Heating still takes about half a month, and this period is the most difficult. I don’t want to go out when I’m in the bed, and I want to go in when I’m out of the bed.
There was a sound of kicking and tapping outside, and Jiang He plopped in in his pajamas, and hid under the quilt to cover him with his hands.
"Don't make trouble, it's too cold to die through the clothes."
"I do not."
"Hey… "
Xu Qing bared her teeth for a moment before adapting to the temperature of her palms, and clamped her two little hands with her arms.
"Now that I've learned to live in the modern age, and I've taken care of my identity, I can run away with my bag at any time. You should be worried, not that you are not as good as before, and you still want me to help you warm the bed …”
Jiang He muttered, stretched out a hand to turn off the headlight, leaving only a small night light, then quickly retracted into the quilt, exposed his head outside like Xu Qing, rubbing against the pillow and continued to mutter, "... I used to I can't help myself and put myself under the fence. It's fine if you bully me, but now you still want to... "
"When did I bully you?"
"You lied to me."
"Now you and I are lying in the same bed. If you run away with your backpack, just run away. Anyway, you have taken advantage of it."
"Humph!"
"Speaking of which, we are all like this now." Xu Qing fumbled with his hands, and sighed: "It doesn't matter if you have a cave?"
"There are relationships."
"what is the relationship?"
"You've changed just by lying on the same bed. Wouldn't it be even worse if you had a bridal chamber?" Jiang He rubbed against his feet, "If you don't get married, you'll be called shameless."
"Then what are you doing now? We've lived together for so long, anyone would think we've got that or something."
"It's good to have a clear conscience."
"..."
Xu Qing didn't know what kind of heart she was asking for her clear conscience. Anyway, she couldn't beat it, and couldn't press it. Unless she agreed, at least she had to push it halfway.
The warm quilt made the two stick together, Xu Qing stretched his arms and turned off the light, intending to try harder.
"What are you doing?" Jiang He shrank back wrapped in the quilt.
"A kiss."
Xu Qing came over.
"No, go to sleep."
"not sleepy."
Xu Qing dawdled for a while, seeing Jiang He dodging, he simply shrank and got into the bed, causing Jiang He to scream, and hurriedly covered the quilt tightly.
"do not… "
In the dark bedroom, only the shadow of the quilt was stirring.
Jiang He didn't know when to cover his mouth with his hand covering the quilt.
…
next day.
Xu Qing lay on the bed sadly, watching Jiang He play with her lavender in high spirits.
It hasn't sprouted yet, there is only a pot of black soil, those who don't know think she raised a pot of soil there.
"Does it count as marriage when we get the certificate?"
"what?"
Jiang He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly recalled, his heart skipped a beat, "Then..."
does it count
If it comes down to it, he will have a baby... Thinking of this, Jiang He held his breath and fiddled with the soil in the pot with his fingers.
She really didn't expect this level, one moment she was still happy that her identity was settled, and the next moment Ma Liu got the certificate and Xu Qing...
"Not counting!" Jiang He's eyes fell out of the window, calming down his flustered mood.
"Is it necessary to have a drink?"
"Do... do..."
Jiang He suddenly panicked again, it seemed that it was easy to get the license and order the wine.
"It scares you, so I'll just ask." Xu Qing came behind her, put his arms around her slender waist, squeezed it, and turned to go out to wash.
This has to figure out a conspiracy to let her take the initiative to throw herself into the arms, otherwise she will be like a rabbit.
Xu, the great conspirator, Qing spent the morning thinking about the conspiracy.
"Wallfacer Xu Qing, I am your wallbreaker."
Jiang He put down his book and stretched, frowned when he saw Xu Qing's thoughtful expression, and said seriously.
"Break what?" Xu Qing came back to his senses.
"Are you thinking about when to get married?" Jiang He's face was a little red, but he still tried to remain serious, "Are you planning something... how... what?"
"..."
"I've seen through your scheme, so I'm going to beat you up to keep my deterrent."
"Hey, this is all your unreasonable speculation, I just stared blankly!"
"You've been in a daze all morning." Jiang He flexed his wrist, "Don't you think about other things besides that?"
"If you want to add a crime, there is nothing wrong with it. I was just thinking about which part of the video should be cut, and you beat me up for no reason. The injustice was caused by people like you."
"yes?"
"yes."
"Alright then." Jiang He stared at him suspiciously for a moment, reluctantly accepting his explanation.
"Actually... Actually... I just wasn't mentally prepared." She suddenly looked sideways out of the window.
"... you stop."
Xu Qing made a gesture to indicate a pause, rubbed his forehead and said: "When this kind of thing needs to burst out of emotion, it's the natural kind... I can't explain it. It's very strange that you are discussing this kind of issue with me in such a serious way, you know? ?”
"Strange?"
"Very, very strange."
"Okay... I think it's weird too." Jiang He reflected on himself, always thinking about being a normal modern person, but the result seemed to be too much.
"It's like... just like... I told you before, hold your legs, and when the mood comes, something will happen naturally. You don't have to sit down and seriously discuss when to have sex like discussing national affairs. I Occasionally speaking is just to express my appeal, this is a kind of temptation, understand?"
"But you are talking to me very seriously now." Jiang He didn't want to continue on this topic, and looked away with red ears.
"Because I was affected by your stupid behavior, IQ is contagious."
"Humph."
Jiang He snorted, turned and left the window sill, and went to the refrigerator to look through the dishes to be made today.
Xu Qing sat back on the chair, hugged the back of the chair with both hands, rested his chin there, and slowly fell into deep thought.
This time I was not thinking about conspiracy, but reminiscing about the past and present between the two.
After a long time, he shook his head and laughed.
And it's strange.
What I enjoy is being beaten by the heroine... Bah, all kinds of things with Jiang He are not only hehehe, it is also a pleasure to be able to behave stupidly and explain to him.
Donggua hugged the kfc linkage paper bucket they brought back, tried to get in but failed, hit the ground with one paw, and continued to drill.
"If we quarrel in the future, you can just beat me up. Don't cry or anything, and don't use a sword to mutilate yourself. That's stupid."
"What made you have the illusion that I would cut myself with a sword when we quarreled?" Jiang He looked back at him strangely.
"It's fine if you don't, that's what you say." Xu Qing waved his hand.
It's impossible to think about it, the woman is a reasonable person, she has always been, if she is wrong, she will admit it, how can she quarrel.
After dinner.
Neither of them had the habit of taking a nap. Yi watched a movie together, a very old one, "The Man From Earth".
A room, a few people, held a small symposium, and discussed whether the male protagonist is a long-lived species that survived from ancient times. All the professors present here raised questions one by one, and the male protagonist asked them one by one. answer.
A movie with a very low cost, but with a very high score, it is very suitable to watch with someone you like on such an early winter afternoon.
Jiang He couldn't stand watching this kind of movie at the beginning, after watching "Twelve Angry Men" with Xu Qing last time, he suddenly got the fun of movies, as well as the performing arts, his taste and cognition of movies are unmatched. few.
"He also wants to hide himself, why should he tell others?"
"If you have been bored with one thing for a long time, you will get sick from it. If you want to find an outlet, you should tell a story."
"So you called me a heroine at home last night?"
"Well... They won't believe it anyway, unless my dad has dementia. By the way, let them know your real identity. After all, we are going to get married. As for whether they believe it or not, it's none of our business."
"Cunning villain."
…
After watching Xu Qing stretched his waist and got up, went out for a stroll, Jiang He was at home alone, reminiscing about the movie he just watched, pondering for a long time.
After returning to the computer and opening the number that Xu Qing had registered for her, Jiang He snapped his fingers and wrote down what was his first movie review on the computer.
"If the truth is too shocking, no one will believe it. It doesn't matter whether the truth is told or not. Anyway, no one takes it seriously. Even if it is the truth, it will be regarded as a story..."
…
Uncle Zhao held a cigarette between his fingers, squinted at the sun in the distance, saw Xu Qing swaying over, and exhaled a puff of smoke.
"You're in good spirits, have you met a happy event?"
"Well, sort of."
"Hey." Uncle Zhao smiled and squeezed his eyes, "Can we get married now?"
Xu Qing froze for a moment, turned his eyes around, nodded and smiled and said, "It's coming soon, I'll invite you to a wedding wine then."
"Definitely drink it."
Uncle Zhao was even happier. Xu Qing sat next to him, leaning his elbows on his knees, bent over to look across the road, and turned his head after a while and said, "Thank you, Uncle Zhao."
"Thank you, boy... would you like one?"
"Smoke this cough... okay, let's have one." Xu Qing took the cigarette he shook out, lit it, took a shallow puff, and said, "I'll bring it in a box from my dad some other day."
"That's great!"
The two sat at the gate, puffing out clouds and basking in the sun. Gong Ping passed by, stepping on the ground with her high-heeled shoes, and looked at them amusedly. Step away.
"I see what kind of fund they are running. It seems to be quite profitable. Would you play that?"
"Huh?" Xu Qing's heart rang, "You want to play too?"
"Just understand, what is this thing, I think it's easy for others to make money."
"It's for investment. You know about investment. Stocks, futures, funds, these are all kinds of things. There are those who make money and eat well, and there are also those who lose money and jump off the building."
"Oh, I've heard of that, that's the one." Uncle Zhao looked clear.
"Yes, take it easy. I just lost a few thousand yuan a few days ago, and Jiang He scolded me every day. It's not that... that's why I feel better."
"You should be scolded, thousands of dollars are just for fun." Uncle Zhao said with a smile, dispelling the idea of tinkering.
Xu Qing took a big puff of cigarette, and said vicissitudes: "It's a waste of money. I started playing stocks, and lost money when they fell. Later, I learned to be short, and I lost money when stocks rose. Later, I played options. I went, and I lost money no matter whether the stock rose or fell. Then I thought this thing was not good, so I changed to futures... Oh, this is amazing!"
"Have you made a lot of money?"
"You can lose money even if you sleep at night."
"Fuck you, are you talking about cross talk with me?" Uncle Zhao cursed.
"Hahaha, this thing is just a gamble, so bad luck."
After pressing out the cigarette butt, Xu Qing turned to pour some water, only to realize that the thermos was not brought out.
It is a good habit to bring a cup. When you are thirsty and when to take a sip, small amounts many times, the burden on the kidneys is not too big, and you can keep hydrated at all times, so that you will not suddenly dry out and become a mummy.
Regardless of the risk of becoming a mummy in the city, experts have long said that there are only two possibilities, change or remain the same, which is 50% each, with a half probability.
According to Murphy's Law, if one thing has the possibility of going bad...
To sum up, if you go out without a thermos, you will become a mummy.
Xu Qing didn't want to become a mummy. He watched Zhao Shumei drinking water, and became a little anxious about his transformation. After sitting for a while, he went home to find his own cup to drink water.
Jiang He was still laboriously typing with One Finger Zen, but only glanced sideways when he came in, and continued to work hard to revise what he had written.
"what are you writing?"
"Self-cultivation of Tang Dynasty people"
"… sharp."
Xu Qing gave a thumbs up, and came over with a water glass in his hand. Jiang He hadn't finished writing, so he just clicked to minimize and didn't show him. He had no choice but to turn around and go out, continuing to chat with Uncle Zhao.
Days passed a week.
When the courier phone rang, Jiang He's heart beat faster. It was different from the mood when he went out that day, and now he really got it.
Originally it would take 30 days to pick it up, but the urgent delivery can be shortened to 10 days by mail. She, who has always been stingy, chose to mail it without hesitation.
"It's here?" Xu Qing also became excited, but they were confused when they cared. With their level of concern, as long as they didn't hold it in their hands for a day, they couldn't breathe their last breath.
"I'll get it!"
Jiang He trotted out, Xu Qing thought for a while but didn't follow, watched Jiang He run out from the window, and ran back after a short while.
After closing the door tightly, she took a deep breath, tore open the kraft paper bag, saw the thin card inside, and stroked the word 'Jiang He' with her fingers.
I was still wearing a shirt when I submitted various materials for the first time, and it is winter now.
"It's very beautiful." Xu Qing looked at her photo and smiled.
"I... am Jiang He, citizen ID number..." Jiang He's eyebrows and eyes gradually curved.
Its significance is not only the proof of modern people.
She no longer needs to completely rely on Xu Qing or others. From then on, she can go anywhere in the world.
"Should I say congratulations?"
Xu Qing helped her brush the broken hair on her forehead, feeling a little emotional, this little old lady is really beginning to blend into the modern society now.
As long as Jiang He doesn't expose herself, no one can reveal her identity.
"Xu Qing, thank you." Jiang He tiptoed and kissed him on the lips.
"You did it yourself."
"Teacher Xu taught well."
After holding it in her hand and looking at it for a long time, she carefully put the thin card into her wallet, then stuffed the wallet into the bear bag, and patted it with her hands.
"I, Jiang He, a modern scholar!"
(end of this volume)