Qin Sang kept clicking on the picture to withdraw, but she didn't know if it was because she was in a hurry at first. She clicked on the picture several times, but finally clicked on the picture to withdraw. It was already out of time.
Qin Sang was about to cry, but she was so angry that she wanted to throw the phone. She wanted to pretend to be dead and turn off the phone, but after thinking about it, she felt it was wrong and at least explained.
So I carefully edited a message: Sorry, I sent it wrong. Your avatar looks very similar to my friend’s.
After sending it, she carefully checked it several times to make sure there were no grammatical errors or sentence errors before clicking send.
Gu Yanzhi didn't know if he saw it on the other end. Qin Sang waited for a while in fear, but didn't see a reply from the other party.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. She might have a guilty conscience. She found Miaomiao again and thought of taking a picture of her WeChat profile picture and sending it to prove her innocence.
result......
Her avatar has changed again.
Qin Sang was speechless and tapped quickly on the screen: Why did you change your avatar so quickly?
Miaomiao seemed to be looking at her phone as well. The message was returned quickly, but there was only a question mark:?
Qin Sang: Change your avatar back first.
Miaomiao: Which one?
Qin Sang: The black one.
Miaomiao:Why?
Qin Sang: Change first.
Miaomiao: I don’t, unless you tell me why.
Qin Sang had the urge to strangle her to death. He described it briefly and concisely. He probably sent the wrong message because their avatars were too similar, and now he wanted to prove to the other party that he did not send the wrong message intentionally.
Miao Miao was so happy when she saw it, she became even more excited: There shouldn't be any girl who uses the same black picture as me as a profile picture, right? I don't think it's Chen Yili, tell me, what kind of wild man?
Qin Sang: Goodbye.
She put the lock screen of her cell phone into her pocket, and the kebab she held in her hand went cold before she could eat it.
She took a bite. It was salty and icy and hard to swallow.
It’s really uncomfortable to eat and a pity to throw away.
After a while, a WeChat message came in. Miao Miao sent: The avatar has been changed, Her Royal Highness.
Qin Sang twitched the corner of his mouth, took a screenshot, and sent it to Gu Yanzhi. This time, he replied as soon as he sent it.
Gu Yanzhi: Trying to cover up the truth
Qin Sang: "..."
Just four words, across the screen, Qin Sang was so annoyed that he almost lost his temper.
The eldest sister noticed that she looked bad and asked specifically: "Xiao Qin, do you want to go back?"
Qin Sang shook his head.
Why? You want to come out, but you haven’t done anything yet, because he just went back home, who is he?
"Go over there."
Qin Sang pointed in another direction without changing her expression.
There are stalls selling clothes, and many of the stall owners are young girls, who look like students.
She was picking through items one by one, and when she saw a simple white T-shirt with good texture, she immediately asked the price: "How much does this one cost?"
"80, two girls just bought this one. The sales are very good. This is the last one."
Qin Sang looked around again: "Can it be cheaper?"
"It's not as cheap as this. I don't make much money in the first place."
Qin Sang nodded noncommittally and made a gesture of leaving: "Then let me take a look."
"Hey, let's say 75, that's five yuan cheaper for you."
Qin Sang smiled: "I've seen the same model online, and it's only fifty yuan. Why don't you sell it to me for 55, and everyone should take a step back."
The stall owner was obviously anxious: "I will definitely pay fifty-five, then I will give in a little more, sixty-five, no more."
Qin Sang didn't say anything, turned his body away, and had no intention of buying.
The stall owner sighed: "Forget it, take it away! Fifty-five for you! Remember to come to my house to take care of business next time."
Qin Sang smiled sweetly, and her clear eyes were filled with a little pride after succeeding.
While packing clothes, the stall owner looked at them: "Your boyfriend looks like a rich man, and his face looks strangely familiar. Why do you even have to pay back these twenty yuan?"
Boy friend......
Qin Sang's heart was in her throat, her head slowly turned back, just like the slow motion in the movie, and finally she met Gu Yanzhi's indifferent and playful eyes.
Qin Sang: "..."
Under the suspicious and sniffy look of the stall owner, Gu Yanzhi pushed her forward.
His eyebrows were furrowed, somewhat reluctantly.
He didn't like this kind of fireworks. It seemed that his body and hair were filled with the smell of fried cumin, and even the wind blowing over him was sticky, which was particularly uncomfortable.
"Where's the eldest sister?" Qin Sang asked.
"Back to the hospital." He answered naturally and smoothly.
Qin Sang seemed to be holding a breath, and if she let it out, she would look pretentious, but if she didn't let it out, she would feel panicked.
"Why are you here so late?"
Gu Yanzhi's mouth moved slightly: "Didn't you ask me to come?"
Qin Sang: "...Didn't I say I sent it wrong?"
"How do I know this isn't another one of your hard-to-get tricks?"
He curled his lips playfully, as if he had seen through all her tricks.
Qin Sang was good-tempered to the end: "Gu Yanzhi, are you delusional?"
He pushed her out of the snack street and walked to a place with less crowds. The look on the man's face was full of indifference and playfulness: "You slandered me in front of others, and I haven't settled the score with you yet, but now you start to bite me on the nose again."
Face."
Qin Sang: "When did I slander you?"
Gu Yanzhi stopped, turned half a circle and walked to her. He was taller and she was half the height of his body. He was afraid that her neck would hurt when she lay on the ground. Gu Yanzhi knelt down and looked at her level: "What does it mean 'Gu Yanzhi can't describe it in words'? Why?"
It’s hard to explain in one word, but you can just talk about it.”
Qin Sang knew that this man had poor moral character, but she didn't expect that he would still hold a grudge.
"You are about to become a father. Can't Mr. Gu set an example and be more attentive? Are you really willing to wait until the child's mother gets into trouble with someone outside?"
Qin Sang said sincerely: "Prenatal education is also very important. You don't want to wait until your son is born to be like you, right?"
Gu Yanzhi stared at her with his dark eyes, which were like a whirlpool with a powerful suction force, as if he could swallow up life if he was not careful.
Qin Sang turned her head away stiffly, but the man raised his hand to hold his chin and turned back to look at him.
The voice was hoarse and deep: "What do you mind?"
A gust of cold wind blew up, ruffling Qin Sang's long hair on her temples. Her brows were cold, and the yellow light shrouded her, adding a touch of coquettishness to her.
"I mind that Mr. Gu can't take care of his own women. Whether it's Tang Tian or Shen Meizi, they all seem to dislike me."
As she spoke, she raised her hand to hold his hand that was holding her chin, and moved it away little by little, "So Mr. Gu, can you please take care of your own family affairs first? At least, don't cause trouble to irrelevant people."
He stared at her for a long time, then suddenly chuckled: "Then have you ever thought about why they only dislike you?"
Qin Sang seemed to have guessed what he was going to say next, and smiled: "Maybe it's because Mr. Gu has a hard time letting go of his old feelings for me?"
She sighed with genuine regret: "A good horse doesn't turn around to eat grass, not to mention that Mr. Gu's grass isn't that fresh and delicious!"