When Su Luo walked out of the yoga studio, he received a call from Song Zicheng. She was a little surprised.
At this moment, she had just taken a shower after practicing yoga, and her body felt very comfortable, as if every pore was breathing lazily. Her face showed a faint redness after exercise, which was a very healthy complexion.
The girl with delicate features and slender figure stands in the shade of a tree and makes a phone call. This kind of presence is slightly stronger, and many people who pass by cannot help but take a look.
When Su Luo answered the phone, her expression was a bit nervous and joyful, but after hanging up, her eyebrows rose.
If your ex-boyfriend calls you at 3:30 in the afternoon on a working day and asks you if you have time to sit down and talk... Then his purpose can be many, but it definitely does not include retelling the past.
The excitement in her heart disappeared, and she calmed down and smiled self-deprecatingly. Men are all virtues. They love the new and dislike the old. Now that Song Zicheng has a new prey, how can he still remember her.
The two chose a coffee shop closer to Su Luo, and Su Luo deliberately ditched, guessing that Song Zicheng arrived before she went there.
When Song Zicheng saw her walk in, her eyes turned red, like rose petals that had nostalgia for flower branches after the spring rain. That expression is just right.
Seeing her sitting in front of him, he shook his head and smiled, and said, "I admire you very much. I don't like me that much, and I have to pretend to be obsessed. Whenever I am as stupid as a jar, I have long been obedient. You surrendered the land again? You said how many men have you fooled with this trick? I'm curious, how many spare tires do you have?"
Su Luo paled with anger at these words, "What do you mean?!"
"Don't be angry, I'm actually the same person as you, but I'm a little more disciplined than you." He didn't explain how he was more disciplined. Today is to negotiate, not to quarrel.
The waiter brought a pot of rose tea, and Song Zicheng helped Su Luo pour a cup and put it in front of her. He poured himself another cup, put down the teapot and said, "I asked you today to ask you, are you chasing Qiao Feng?"
Su Luo said coldly, "Song Zicheng, have you forgotten that I and you have broken up. Who am I chasing and who is chasing me has nothing to do with you."
"Well, it has nothing to do with me," Song Zicheng nodded, "I don't want to intervene in your affairs, but if you are really chasing him, you should be aware that Qiao Feng has gotten closer to Lanshan recently."
Su Luo laughed suddenly, hehehe, because he laughed exaggeratedly on purpose, so his voice seemed shrill, and the female ghost called a door. Song Zicheng frowned at hearing, he wanted to slap her and shut her mouth.
After laughing, Su Luo said, "Speaking of speaking, it's still for the blue shirt. Song Zicheng, you are nothing but that."
Song Zicheng's expression was relaxed, "Why don't you worry about me, so now you know my purpose."
"Blue shirt, blue shirt," Su Luo muttered the name and sighed, "This woman is very powerful, I'm not as good as her."
"Don't say that, she and you are not the same, there is no comparison..."
"Then why are you two of you guys being coaxed around in blue shirts?"
"It's very simple," he leaned forward, supported the white tabletop with his arms, looked at her, and said sincerely, "because she doesn't pretend to be forced."
Su Luo was angry again, "What do you mean!"
Song Zicheng replied calmly, "I mean, we can cooperate. Qiao Feng belongs to you, and the blue shirt belongs to me. What do you think?"
"Why are you so sure that I want to get back to Qiao Feng?"
"I saw a video on the Internet about what happened to you at your friend's wedding." Song Zicheng said, seeing Su Luo's face become distorted, he witty did not continue. This woman would rather be humiliated by a man than half-damage her external image.
Su Luo gritted his teeth and said, "What's the matter with Qiao Feng and I, it's none of your business. What's the matter between you and the blue shirt, it's none of my business. We won't be offending the river in the future, goodbye!"
Song Zicheng didn't stop her either, but lowered his head and said faintly, "Qiao Feng may accept a girlfriend who has cheated, but he will never accept a girlfriend who cheats on an exam."
Su Luo was shocked and looked down at him, "What nonsense?!"
"Especially," he slowly raised his head, looking at her, "a man who cheated on his exam, girlfriend."
"Unreasonable!" Su Luo said this, but after all, he didn't move.
Song Zicheng knew that this was her compromise. He said, "My request is very simple. You can help me best. Even if you can't help, don't tear down my bridge or tear down the blue shirt after you have done a good thing. Bridge. I know you can do such a thing."
Su Luo snorted coldly, grabbed Bao Bao and turned away.
***
After bidding farewell to Xie Fengsheng, Lanshan rushed back in frustration. She is really frustrated, more frustrated than losing money or mobile phone. She finally realized that she was dumb to the dust in Qiao Feng's world. Zero points, zero points! She didn't even get some roll noodles!
She was in a bad mood and planned to go home directly, but when she walked upstairs, she subconsciously turned and stopped in front of Qiao Feng's house.
Think about it, she seems to have developed a habit, and when she is fine, she will go to Qiao Feng to play. She admired herself very much, he was obviously a nerd, and she had a good time playing at his house.
Lanshan hesitated at the door of Qiao Feng's house, and finally knocked on his door.
When Qiao Feng opened the door, she saw him wearing a pure white exercise suit. The silk fabric was smooth and shiny, and the buttons were meticulously buttoned. The exercise suit was loose, and it gave him a sense of elegance and mysteriousness. An outsider, or a flying fairy outside of the world.
The blue shirt touched the back of his head, "You are... Cosplay?"
"No, I'm practicing Tai Chi. Well, you can play with Schrödinger for a while."
Lanshan didn't find Schrödinger, she followed Qiao Feng to his activity room and saw Schrödinger sleeping in her own paradise. She picked it up and sat down on Schrödinger's small mattress.
Schrödinger opened his sleepy eyes and saw that it was a blue shirt, and he slept lazily again.
Lanshan said to Qiao Feng, "Go on, I want to see... Can I see it?"
Qiao Feng nodded. He hadn't finished practicing Tai Chi just now and was interrupted by a knock on the door. Now he had to start from the beginning.
Soothing accompaniment music is played indoors, with the sound of the piano ding-dong like a spring, there are a few birdsong and gurgling water, closing your eyes makes you feel as if you are in a deep forest away from the noise, watching the mountains and running water, and smelling the wind and pine.
Qiao Feng began to move amidst such music. Get up, grab the bird's tail, turn your head back...
His movements are very slow, like the slow motion of a movie, every movement mobilizes the joints and muscles of the whole body to cooperate, which makes his whole person like a precision instrument, moving slowly and delicately, and the various parts are coordinated. Cooperation is seamless.
But his actions seemed so powerful. Although his shots were slow, he used his great momentum. At the same time, it is powerful but not cumbersome, light and calm as it moves, like a clean feather.
Sunlight came in through the window, and a mysterious halo was plated around him, which made the whole figure glow.
The blue shirt held his face and looked at him against the sun with a look of idiot. It's so good-looking, how can it be so good-looking...
The sound of the piano continued, without hurries, but Qiao Feng's movements began to be a little chaotic.
Taijiquan is a kind of self-cultivation exercise, which combines strength and softness, and moves in calmness. When practicing, it must be calm and not irritable. This is the basic requirement. However, his heart couldn't calm down now.
Everything is the same as usual, quiet room, soothing accompaniment, the only difference is... she.
She stared at him without blinking, making him suddenly confused. He no longer concentrated, but drifted to her, and then concentrated on her.
He can even hear his own heartbeat.
Bang, bang, bang...
Qiao Feng suddenly stopped one by one. He walked over and turned off the music.
Lanshan asked, "Are you finished?"
Qiao Feng's answer was a little vague, "I won't practice anymore," he was afraid that she would ask why, so he hurriedly went out and asked as he walked, "What would you like to eat tonight?"
Lanshan looked at his upright and loose back, and asked, "Is there anything that can increase IQ after eating?"
"No," he shook his head, turning his face to look at her sympathetically, "You make it up now, it's too late."
"Oh." The blue shirt loosened, holding the fat cat and shrank on the ground.
Qiao Feng saw her pouting her mouth, her eyebrows drooping, like a blooming rose that suddenly lost too much water and the petals wilted. In such a situation, normal people can see that she is in a bad mood.
He walked up to her, knelt down to look at her, and said, "Are you in a bad mood?"
Lanshan lowered his head and gently pulled Schrödinger's small ears. He woke up from tossing, and was so angry that he patted her hand with his paw. While hiding the cat's paws, she whispered, "No."
"Lying, you are clearly in a bad mood. What's the matter?"
The blue shirt murmured, "Do you think I'm particularly stupid?"
"Yes."
"..."
She cried and said, "Will you comfort someone?" She pushed him.
Qiao Feng was as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't move a bit when he was pushed. He seldom saw her like this, like a cat who fought bravely and was defeated outside, irritable and helpless. He suddenly felt soft, and couldn't help but raise his hand and rubbed her head, gently pulling the corner of his mouth, "Goodbye."
Lanshan rolled his eyes, "Good girl!"
Qiao Feng pursed his mouth, trying to comfort her, "Although you are stupid, you are pretty good."
"Humph!"
"real."
"Where am I?"
He smiled slightly, his eyes soft, "You are good everywhere."