Unconsciously, the sun in the sky had changed its direction, and they took many photos.
He helped Pengpeng take some solo photos, and also took some group photos of her and Pengpeng, so-called "wedding photos."
Children do not hold grudges, Pengpeng was very good, and they became friends not long after. Pengpeng told him happily: Sister Milan said that marriage means two people will be together forever, so I want to marry Sister Milan, and we
together forever!
The child's innocence amused him, and he couldn't help teasing the child, "Then Pengpeng only likes Sister Milan? Doesn't he like Brother An An? Don't you want to be with Brother An An forever?"
"Well... this..." Pengpeng thought distressedly. Brother An An took a lot of photos for him. It was very hard. He also said that he helped him make the photos beautiful. He also likes brother An An very much now!
What to do?
Ah, yes!
Pengpeng's eyes lit up and he said cutely, "Brother An'an, I have a solution! Wouldn't it be great if you also get married with us? In this way, you, me, Sister Milan, we can be together forever in the future!"
The little guy's bad idea played right into his hands.
"Okay then, can we take a group photo of the three of us later?"
"Yeah!"
What's so good? Jimilan couldn't help but stare.
Who wants to take wedding photos with him? He is clearly taking advantage of her on purpose!
"Sister Milan, come on, let's take pictures..." Pengpeng's soft little hand took hers and said expectantly.
And although he didn't look at her expectantly like Pengpeng, his behavior of busy adjusting the tripod was enough to explain everything.
"..." I suddenly couldn't say the words of rejection.
She pursed her lips slightly, and the straight corners of her lips showed a bit of seriousness.
After struggling for a few times, she finally chose to give in.
"Okay." She took Pengpeng's little hand and posed in a place that looked beautiful.
By adjusting the movements of the camera, he secretly looked at her, and the warm sunlight shone on her beautiful face.
He noticed that there was a slight blush on her cheeks. He didn't know whether it was from shame or anger. There was a bit of anger in her expression, but also a bit of shyness, which made his heart skip a beat.
He set up the tripod, then quickly walked to the opposite side and stood next to Pengpeng.
Although there was a little guy in the middle who was her, his heartbeat still accelerated involuntarily.
He was very upset, afraid that she would notice his nervousness.
But she really didn't seem to pay attention to him, and he felt faintly disappointed.
He subconsciously despised himself, and this contradictory mood made him feel annoyed.
However, when the camera flash started counting down, his mood improved again.
She lowered her head to help Pengpeng smooth the wrinkles in her clothes, her long and curly eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Pengpeng, let's count 123 later and then call Eggplant..."
"Um!"
"Are you ready?"
"Ready!"
"Okay, 1, 2, 3...eggplant..."
There was a "click" and the camera froze.
The three people in the photo have different expressions. Pengpeng smiles the most happily, with his mouth wide open, revealing two rows of small teeth, and there are small dimples on both sides of his face.
The "bride" on Pengpeng's right is facing the camera, her eyes are as clear as water, she is smiling slightly, and the curvature of her mouth is beautiful and subtle.
The man on Pengpeng's right had no expression on his face, but there was a hint of satisfaction and joy in his success from the corners of his brows and eyes.
After taking the photo and seeing the results, Jimilan did not make any comments.
She suddenly felt that someone was more childish than Pengpeng!
It’s just a photo, what does it represent?
I really don't know why, how could he become so childish?
Compared with Jimilan's annoyance and disdain, Bao Anrui's heart was full of joy.
Although he was not so naive as to think that she would forgive him and get back together with him by agreeing to take a photo with him, he was still very happy.
Looking at the camera, he suddenly felt that life is similar to taking pictures. In the world, everyone is walking in a hurry. Everyone is like a hurried traveler. He just walked too fast and ignored the scenery around him.
In such beautiful weather today, he envied the appearance of the tree next to him, growing in a corner of the yard, quietly feeling the beauty of this world in the breeze.
The best things are always hidden in the most ordinary days.
There is always some time, and only after it has passed will you find that it has already been planted in your mind and life.
Once, he lost his youth in exchange for something called achievement, and then he lost himself and came back to find something called love.
In the past, he felt at a loss for his confusion, but now he no longer feels at a loss, because every new confusion is the beginning of fluttering his wings again.
The greatest disaster in life is not the trauma of the past, but the giving up of the future.
Don’t worry about the unclear future, just work hard for the clear present.
***
It's almost noon and it's time to have lunch. Pengpeng has his birthday today, so Jimilan wants to take him out to eat.
After asking, the dean allowed her to take Pengpeng out for a few hours. The little one was very happy.
"Sister Milan, I want to go eat McDonald's!" Pengpeng raised his face, full of expectation. That kind of expectation makes people's hearts soften.
"Okay, today is Pengpeng's birthday, you can eat whatever you want."
"Oh yeah!" Pengpeng jumped up happily.
Bao Anrui frowned slightly, McDonald's? What is that?
"Brother An'an, you can go too. McDonald's French fries are delicious! There is also a Big Mac three-layer burger, which is also super delicious!" Pengpeng looked like he was about to drool.
Bo Anrui finally figured it out, it turned out to be McDonald's.
"Okay, let's go eat McDonald's together!" He hugged the little guy lovingly.
Jimilan was slightly startled, he wanted to go too?
No way? Doesn’t he like noisy places the most?
He likes quietness, and what he hates the most is places with many people. McDonald's is not only crowded, but most of them are children, ranging from those held in his arms to those running around, laughing, making noise, and shouting.
Shouting... Their goal is to knock down the roof of the house.
He also said that those are junk foods and eating too much is not good for health. When they were in love, she pestered him several times to go to McDonald's to eat hamburgers, but he was unwilling, but she wanted to challenge him.
After being patient and persistent, he finally gave in, but instead picked up his cell phone and called someone to deliver food to his home!
"Why don't you leave?" He looked back at her.
"Uh... Bo Anrui, do you really know where McDonald's is?" She thought he might not understand the situation.
"McDonald's, McDonald's, right?" He deliberately explained in two languages.
Well, it seems that he knows very well, so he should not regret it!
Because Pengpeng couldn't stay outside for too long, they chose a nearby McDonald's store. This store is not far from the children's welfare home. There is also a primary school nearby, so more children come here to patronize it.
We had just arrived at the door and before we entered, we could already feel the lively atmosphere inside. In fact, it was a bit too lively.
Music that is more rhythmic than Gangnam style is played loudly, and the children’s chirping laughter never stops. In addition, there are the sounds of chatter, cell phone ringtones, and phone calls...
Everything is not in line with his habits.
Due to his personality and work, he is really not used to this kind of noise.
You know, when he is working, once the headphones and microphone are turned on, even his breathing needs to be adjusted secretly.
He frowned slightly.
As his eyes moved, he caught a glimpse of her expression.
She walked behind him and Pengpeng, and her figure was reflected on the transparent glass window. He saw her raising her eyebrows slightly and looking at him leisurely, as if waiting for him to "be overwhelmed" and "escape".
.
He straightened his expression unconsciously, stretched out his hand, and bravely opened the door of McDonald's.
Yes, he was a little intimidated, but the look on her face that was waiting for him to be embarrassed instantly increased his "combat power" a hundred times.
He couldn't let her see the joke! It was just a McDonald's, not a savage beast, could it still eat him?
As soon as the door opened, the lively atmosphere inside immediately hit him. He walked in first with Pengpeng in his arms, followed by her, and she helped him close the door.
Her natural little movement made him feel warm.
He thought that in the eyes of outsiders, they and Pengpeng should look like a happy family of three, right?
He unconsciously quickened his pace and walked bravely into the noisier place.
The noise became louder and louder, but his heart became calmer and calmer.
Suddenly I realized that in this world, there is no such thing as a perfect match. We can only make efforts to become more and more suitable for each other.
The best love in the world is - understanding.
***
There were indeed a lot of people in this McDonald's, so many that they couldn't find a seat for a while.
They were afraid that Pengpeng would get hungry after waiting too long, so they decided to split up. One person would line up to order, while the other would stay in line for a seat.
"I'll order food, and you take care of Pengpeng." The reason for this decision was that she felt that he might not order anything here.
He had no objection.
Indeed, he rarely eats this kind of thing, let alone what Pengpeng likes to eat.
After waiting in line for a while, someone finally got up and left. The waiter helped them clean the table and arranged for them to sit down.
He put Pengpeng on a chair aside and let the little guy sit by the window, so as not to be crowded by people in the aisle.
The noise around him rose and fell with almost no interruption. Although he had been mentally prepared for it, once he was there, the situation was much worse than he imagined.
However, he no longer felt it was so harsh.
Looking sideways at the beautiful figure in the long queue, he felt at ease and happy.
Seeing that the queue was so long, he estimated that it would take a while for her to come back, so he took out his notebook, then took out the camera's memory card from his pocket, and imported all the photos into the computer.
Pengpeng's little head immediately came over and asked expectantly, "Brother An An, are you going to help me beautify the photos?"
"Yes, Pengpeng will look at it. It'll be fine in a few minutes!" The next thing he had to do was Photoshop.
Pengpeng immediately made a starry eye shape.
He touched the little guy's cute face in a funny way, then opened the drawing software and imported a photo first.
"What kind of hairstyle did Pengpeng have before? Can Brother An An help you make it the same as before? Or should we change it to a new one?"
"Just keep it the same as before." The little guy has never seen such a "magical" thing, so he is a little conservative.
He respects children's ideas.
Pengpeng stretched his little neck and looked around, and found a younger boy not far away, "Brother An An, look, I used to have that hairstyle!"
Following Pengpeng's hand, Bao Anrui almost laughed out loud. The little boy with the pacifier in his mouth was really too small. He had a bob haircut, which was chubby and very cute.
.
He turned his head and looked at Pengpeng again. Pengpeng had grown up a bit now, and it seemed that he was not suitable for that kind of infant hairstyle.
He tried some processing using software and put a "wig" on the hairless Pengpeng in the photo, and the effect was really funny.
However, Pengpeng was still very satisfied, as if he was afraid that it would be gone again later, he kept saying, "Okay, okay, that's it!"
He felt distressed because the little guy was so easily satisfied, so he suggested, "Pengpeng, can Brother An An help you design another hairstyle? Just like... that!"
He pointed casually in the diagonal direction, where there was a little boy about the same age as Pengpeng.
Handsome Korean short hair, very good looking.
Of course Pengpeng liked it, but he asked uncertainly, "Is it okay?"
"Of course, it depends on brother An'an!"
He imported a new photo into the software and started modifying it.
After a while, Pengpeng in the photo had a new image, a strong Korean style, very trendy, the slightly curly hair looked very natural, without too many modifications, showing the playfulness and cuteness of the little boy.
"That's great!" Pengpeng stared straight at it.
He kept up his efforts and found several different hairstyles for little boys in McDonald's, and put them on Pengpeng's body one by one.
There are handsome Korean ones, trendy Japanese ones, and fashionable short curly ones... Different hairstyles give Pengpeng different looks, but every one of them looks great. No matter how you look at it, he is an extremely handsome little boy.
handsome guy.
"Brother An'an, I want...that! And that!" Pengpeng was addicted to playing. He pointed back and forth with his short fingers, wishing to change the hairstyle of all the little boys in the restaurant.
"Okay, come one by one..." Bao Anrui cooperated patiently.
Ji Milan was queuing up to order food. When she turned around, she saw him and Pengpeng having a great time. She had never seen such Bo Anrui before, or even thought about it...like a gentle person.