In the small vegetable market, there were wet and rotten vegetable leaves everywhere on the ground.
In the air, the fishy smell of aquatic products and the smell of meat that has been put away for too long are closely intertwined. The two are incompatible with each other, as if they are secretly competing to see who is better at making people sick!
She just asked him to wait outside, but he refused and insisted on coming in with her.
Qin Sang had no choice but to pick some dishes as quickly as possible, pay and leave.
After leaving the market, I could finally breathe some fresh air.
"Is this your first time coming to a food court like this?"
Mo Sen looked at her and said nothing.
Qin Sang thought he acquiesced.
After walking for a while, Qin Sang smelled the delicious smell of stinky tofu in the air, but there must be a lot of people there, so he turned back to Mo Sen and said, "Wait for me here, and I'll treat you to the most delicious stinky tofu."
Tofu!"
Mo Sen pursed his lips and shook his head, holding one corner of her clothes with one hand.
Qin Sang was stunned for a moment. The cold white hand bones were long and strong. It only grasped a small piece of cloth, but there were faint blue veins floating on the back of the hand.
She sighed silently, and when she looked up again, there was a smile on her lips: "Then let's go."
At worst, I'll eat with Ge Ping and the others next time.
"I'll go and buy."
Qin Sang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, his expression a little suspicious: "Are you sure?"
After asking, he let go and said again: "You are behind me."
His back is thin but broad and slender, with straight shoulders. Although he wears a simple light blue shirt, he is always the most eye-catching presence in the crowd!
Qin Sang saw someone chatting with him, but he lowered his head and didn't even look at his eyes. He didn't say a word, and occasionally glanced behind him to look at her.
Qin Sang saw some girls taking pictures and took pictures from various angles. After a while, Qin Sang saw several beautiful girls walking not far away who were dressed and dressed as if they didn't belong here. After seeing them clearly, she asked
He sighed, turned around, and hid in a shop.
Unexpectedly, it was Su Xiao and them, and they hadn't left yet.
This is a quiet and backward town. On weekdays, everyone looks up and down, but by chance, when I encounter so many outsiders with trendy clothes and pure and beautiful looks, they come around curiously.
I had heard before that there were big celebrities outside doing good things here, so I thought it was them.
The girls went crazy. Because of the pulling and shoving, Mawson's hat was ripped off. Now there was no way to stop him!
The second you see the person clearly!
A small group of young girls screamed like crazy!
It's understandable if they don't know the others well, but it makes no sense if they don't know Mo Sen well.
Originally, Liao Tingting saw Mo Sen surrounded by people and wanted to come over and take them away. She didn't expect the people here to be so "enthusiastic"!
"It's Mawson! It's Mawson!"
The girl screamed!
"Ahhhhhh! It's really Mo Sen!!"
"I like you so much!"
"Can you sign your autograph for me?"
Liao Tingting and Su Xiaohe finally squeezed in, "Sorry! Please give way!"
"Then let's take a photo together! Mo Sen takes a photo with me!"
Liao Tingting became angry: "Why don't you listen to what you say? It's inconvenient today! I'm sorry, please give up!"
"Who are you? I didn't take a photo with you!"
"I'm sorry, I really can't take pictures here. I'm sorry, can you please give me permission?"
Su Xiaohe hurriedly stepped in and Fu Xiao explained in a low voice.
Some girls were dissatisfied: "What's wrong with taking a photo!"
"that is."
This place is no different than Lucheng. The police security resources are either limited or almost non-existent. Once something happens to an artist, no one can take responsibility.
“You can take pictures.”
Just when the scene was in confusion, Mawson suddenly spoke.
His voice was not loud, but it was clear and powerful. All of a sudden, everyone fell silent.
But he seemed to have underestimated the enthusiasm of these people. As soon as he heard that he could take photos with big stars, everyone rushed over and the street was packed with water!
This situation lasted for nearly an hour.
When Mawson pulled away from the crowd, he looked around and saw that the crowd was still crowded, but he could not find her.
Huge panic and loneliness came towards him like a scourge.
"Brother Mo Sen, we are driving back to Yihe County in the evening. Will you come with us tonight?"
Liao Tingting straightened her clothes that were wrinkled by the crowd and asked with a frown.
The hands of these women were very strong, and there were many red marks on her arms from being pinched.
I don’t know why Brother Mo Sen agreed to take a photo with them!
"You guys should leave first." His voice was full of brittleness, a little low, as if he was holding something in his chest.
"Eh?"
Before leaving yesterday, Brother Moson suddenly said that he had something to stay to communicate with the principal and asked them to leave first. Originally, he was also the leader of this operation. When he said this, others had no objections.
After arriving in Qinglin Town, because it was too late, the mountain road back to Yihe County was steep and there were no lights on the road. For safety reasons, they stayed overnight in Qinglin Town.
The little princess seemed to have calmed down a bit after her visit. Although she was still disgusted by the hotel she stayed in in the town, she didn't have such a big reaction.
On the second day, I even became interested in the wonton shop on the street and wanted to go back for a meal.
As a result, after finishing the wontons, I started to fancy many other things that I couldn’t see in the city, such as fried glutinous rice cakes, fermented glutinous rice dumplings, and even the candied haws on a haystack for sale!
Su Xiaohe also wanted to spend more time wandering around Qinglin Town. She was not willing to accept that the man was just a back image, so she flattered Mo Huixin so much that the little princess was so excited that she wanted to stay for a whole day!
Mo Sen raised his eyes with a calm face: "I'll go back by myself, you go back first."
Liao Tingting was embarrassed: "Sister Heng..."
She couldn't figure out what Brother Moson meant. People who were used to living in the city simply couldn't stay in this place. It wasn't that they lived in poverty, but that they couldn't even meet their basic daily needs.
Brother Mo Sen is used to living a coquettish life, how can he adapt to this place?
"I will tell her then."
After saying this, he turned around and left.
After such a fuss, it was already noon, and among the strange and simple faces, Mo Sen could not find the one he was looking for.
He picked up the phone and saw two lines displayed on the grid. Just as he was about to contact her, his fingertips suddenly froze.
He forgot that he had been unable to contact her for a long time.
suddenly--
"Brother Moson, can you sign your name for me?"
Mo Sen's whole body froze, and then the straight lip line slowly and softly curved. He turned around and saw that under the noon sun, her soft hair color was dyed a warm light orange, and she was as big as a palm.
Her face is clear and charming without makeup.
Qin Sang saw that he was dumbfounded and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Hey, what are you thinking about?"
He suddenly lowered his eyebrows and reached out to hold her hand. Qin Sang immediately retracted: "Aren't you afraid of being photographed? The paparazzi wrote there again. In the name of charity, Mo Sen actually went to the countryside to flirt with girls!"
Mo Sen paused for a moment, with no clear expression on his face. He raised his pale eyes with a hint of meaning: "Where did you go just now?"
"There is a shop at the back, and the owner's daughter happened to be doing her homework, so I used my spare energy~~"
When she said this in an understatement, there was a glimmer of light in her eyes, like crushed sunlight shining on the microwaved sea.
"Yeah." He responded and asked her, "Are you hungry?"
Qin Sang nodded and shook his head, and suddenly thought of something: "Where is my stinky tofu?"
Mo Sen was dumb for a moment, and then a trace of annoyance flashed through him: "Sorry, I..."
Qin Sang pouted and said deliberately: "What should I do? I don't go out to the stall every ten days and a half, and I don't know when I will be able to eat next time."
The guilt at the end of Mo Sen's eyes became more and more intense. His black eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyes he looked at her began to become intense and hot. Qin Sang brushed the broken hair on her temples and said in a clear voice: "Forget it, just do it.
Please make up for it by eating the wontons!"
After finishing the wontons, the two went to buy some other daily necessities before returning.
When we arrived at school, it was already four or five o'clock.
Qin Sang was choosing dishes in the kitchen, and Mo Sen stood beside her and watched her, doing nothing as seriously as if she were watching a favorite movie.
After being separated for too long, she was not very used to his gaze, so she raised the topic: "Mo Sen."
"Um."
"How long do you plan to stay here?"
She asked in a different way, which seemed to be more tactful than the last time she said "When are you leaving?", at least it didn't mean to chase people away.
Sure enough, Mo Sen suddenly withdrew his gaze, and slowly put the glass teacup in his hand to one side. Qin Sang felt that he might have covered it up with silence again. Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, he looked at her and asked softly:
"What about you? How long do you plan to stay here?"
Qin Sang stopped peeling the lettuce, smiled, and said in a normal tone: "I have a job here, you have to go back to work too, right?"
"Qin Sang, why did you leave without saying goodbye?"
He is very stubborn.
He has always been a stubborn person, but he hid his unspeakable shortcomings from her.
He was worried about scaring her, so he was careful not to show any signs.
Just as Qin Sang was about to speak, he heard him say again: "What's an email? It's also considered a farewell? It's your confession, not a farewell."
He took a step closer to her and brushed her cheek with his big palm, saying with extreme gentleness, "Qin Sang, you don't have to apologize. You didn't, so I'm sorry."
Qin Sang's heart was filled with dense pulses like electric current, and finally gathered in his chest, turning into a very hot flame.
He retracted his long arms and took her into his arms. After a long time, he sighed: "Sang Sang, come back with me."
"sorry."
She refused without thinking.
"I think it's nice here, very peaceful and comfortable." After two seconds, her tone became brisk: "Besides, I won't have a job when I go back~~"
"I'll support you." He lowered his head and kissed her hair: "I've made a lot of money, so I'll support you."
Qin Sang suddenly remembered what they said when they parted more than a year ago: he refused to go to work, and she coquettishly asked him to work hard to make money and support her.
Thinking of this, Qin Sang's eyes heated up, and he didn't speak for a long time, until a loud, rough voice that was not familiar but definitely not unfamiliar outside called out——