Girls' hands are of course soft and tender.
There is a word called catkin (ti), which refers to the first sprouts of plants. Later, it is often used to describe girls' hands, which are soft and white, with slender hands.
Compared with a man's hand, a girl's hand is naturally a few sizes smaller. Even if Jiang He is a martial artist, his hands are not as good as a man's. They are strong but they are strong. When they relax, they are not much different from ordinary girls. It is rough and has a special touch when held.
Xu Qing didn't have anything to touch, so he could only hold his pockets in his pocket and reflect on it. When he saw the person in front turned his head to look over, he looked at him blankly.
"Well... where did you just say?"
After leaving the gate of Electronic City in silence, he spoke again, as if nothing had happened, "Oh yes, that hand..."
"Don't talk about my hands!" Jiang He said angrily.
"... Art."
"..."
"..."
"Speaking of the craftsmanship just now." Xu Qing shrugged, "If you know how to do some handicrafts, or handicrafts, you can support yourself with more unique ones. From ancient times to the present, the rare thing is the most expensive The truth is, for example, there is a man called Handicraft Geng, who relies on his unique invention... "
As he spoke, he took out the phone, tapped it twice and felt cold, and put it back again, "Wait a minute, let's go to eat, it's warmer over there and then watch this."
After finishing speaking, Xu Qing reached out his hand to Jiang He, but did not move.
"What are you doing?" Jiang He asked as he wrapped himself in his little padded jacket.
"Take it here."
"don't want."
"I won't pinch it anymore." Xu Qing promised.
"..."
Jiang He hesitated and handed out his hand again, tucked in his sleeve and half held it, Xu Qing took a long time to find it out of his sleeve, and he grabbed the warm little hand again.
"Did you experience what I said?"
"No."
"Then why did you shrink back just now?"
"...don't like being pinched."
"Then you pinch me?"
Xu Qing asked, and then felt his hand being pinched by pliers, which made him almost jump up on the road, "Stop! Let go!... I don't need to pinch you so hard."
Jiang He let go of his strength, looked elsewhere and said nothing, but his mood improved a lot.
This person just wanted to be beaten, and finally let out a bad breath.
"Does it hurt?"
"Otherwise?" Xu Qing hissed, this girl's hands were too strong.
"Then why don't you let go?" Jiang He's hand moved uncomfortably, just now she held Xu Qing's hand because of the movement of pinching Xu Qing, but now she is still held by Xu Qing like that.
"Why should I let go?"
"..."
She didn't continue to speak out, and her intuition told her that if she continued to ask, Xu Qing would definitely say some inexplicable reasons.
For example: Although it hurts, but I like it very much... and so on.
"Although it hurts, but..."
coming!
Jiang He lowered his head suddenly, not wanting to listen to his pressure, "Shut up!"
This guy is so annoying.
"Ok."
Xu Qing didn't continue talking, and pulled her to stand in the middle of the square, hesitating for a moment, thinking about what to do now.
Help me with the things that Wang Zijun asked, and I will go to the outer circle of the square later, to the address that Wang Zijun sent to show her the place where she "before" worked.
Then it's shopping, eating, watching movies... This day is full of schedules.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
"a little bit."
"Then wait for dinner, let's do what we need to do first." Xu Qing decided to finish the goal of coming out this time before thinking about the two of them.
"What to do? Go to the pier?"
"To what pier?" He was a little puzzled.
"Didn't you say go to the pier to get French fries?" Jiang He was also a little confused.
"...I'll talk about that later." Xu Qing just joked casually, but she didn't expect her to remember, "Use your head to remember our current location. This is called Jiangcheng Square. Have you seen that big statue?"
He raised his finger and pointed to the huge bronze statue not far away. It was a muscular man in a sheepskin jacket, who seemed to be a famous person, but Xu Qing didn't remember its name, "Remember the way we will go next, towards the Follow the sculpture, go there and turn left at the traffic light.”
While talking, the two walked over there, walked all the way, passed two traffic lights, and finally stopped in front of a slightly cold nightclub.
It was near noon, the nightclub was empty, the two of them didn't go in, they just stood at the door, Jiang He followed Xu Qing to look around, before he could ask, he heard his voice.
"This location is where you used to work. About two years ago, you sold alcohol here."
"Huh?... oh."
Jiang He remembered the set of identities he made up, understood, and remembered this address more carefully.
"What is this place?"
"It's called a nightclub, it's not a good place, and the job is not a good job... You can't do a good job with your background, this is just right." Xu Qing pondered for a while, "There are people singing and dancing, and guests go in to drink and have fun. Is this the brothel in your place?"
"It should be... right, I haven't been there either."
"It's probably about the same. You can treat this as a brothel, but there is no blatant skin trading. You can only sing, dance, party and drink."
"I... sell wine in a brothel?" Jiang He was a little dazed.
"No, if there is a need, you used to sell wine here. If no one checks, everything will be fine." Xu Qing shook his head, "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, anyway, save everything later, don't panic when the time comes .”
"Will that big dog check?"
"He won't. He helped arrange this. Don't worry, he can definitely trust you... Even if you are a spy, that guy will find a way to cover it up for me, and then he will bring others to beat me up."
"He can't beat you."
Jiang He has long seen that the dog is much weaker than Xu Qing, with sloppy feet, erratic posture, no flesh on his face, and his body has been hollowed out by wine.
"So we need to call someone else to join us." Xu Qing smiled, "That pile...is it useful for him to practice?"
"The foundation is too poor, it will fail in practice." Jiang He shook his head.
"Then it seems that I'm not bad?... Yes, I must be better than him."
Xu Qing stopped talking about this topic, pointed around and said, "Do you remember? Can you find this place if you come alone?"
"You can come from there." Jiang He gestured to the direction of Jiangcheng Square.
After a pause, she looked at the nightclub in front of her and asked hesitantly, "I... can I go in and have a look?"
"Huh? There's no one in there now, so it's only lively at night."
Jiang He looked at the big sign on the door of the store unwillingly, and was silent for a moment, but still couldn't suppress his curiosity, and summoned up his courage, he said, "I just want to see... what the brothel looks like."
In the past, this was a place only for dignitaries and romantic scholars to go to. Now that they are all at the gate, it would be a pity not to get acquainted with them.
"Don't look."
Xu Qing pulled her back and turned away, "Girls can't watch this, it will spoil children."
Curiosity is good, but curiosity in this kind of place should be avoided.
Proposing a request is also a kind of progress... Xu Qing thought for a while, looked at the way she turned to look over there, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"potato floss."
"No, eat the good ones today, and eat the potatoes tomorrow."
"Then just eat whatever you want." Jiang He finally turned his attention away, let go of his curiosity about nightclubs, and put it on the food.
"Okay, let's eat buffet."
On the street in the cold winter, the two wore hats and held hands, and walked together. The cold mist spewed out along with the words, and then dissipated quickly.
A thousand years ago, a thousand years later.
I don't know how many people have passed by here, and now the two people from time and space meet together, feeling the joy of small citizens.
Plain and ordinary, but happy enough.