On the day of the Lantern Festival, it rained in Yancheng.
The slanting and dense raindrops fluttered on the newly bloomed jasmine petals, outlining the gorgeous spring scenery. However, the slightly warm weather turned cold again.
Wet and cold.
The wound on Yun Qiao's arm no longer hurts much, and it does not prevent her from getting dressed.
When she went out for fun today, she wore a set of neat clothes that were easy to walk in. A snow-colored sweater, dark brown overalls, and a pair of flat leather boots. With the windbreaker in her hands, she went downstairs to have breakfast.
Du Xueru and others were looking at her.
Yun Qiao took two strands of hair from the top of her hair and braided it on the back of her head, like wearing a headband, which fixed the entire black hair and highlighted her flawless little face.
Her pointed jaw line is very soft, her lips are full, and her eyes are flowing. She is extremely charming and charming.
"This dress is nice and fashionable." Du Xueru praised her.
Yun Qiao: "Thank you mom."
"Where did you buy the sweater?" Xi Wenlan also answered, "It's so beautiful. I'll buy one someday."
She had obviously had several holidays with Yun Qiao, but she always pretended to be nonchalant, which was too hypocritical.
Yun Qiao: "I don't remember."
She obviously didn't say anything, but to Xi Wenlan's ears, she was sarcastically saying, "Even if you buy the same sweater, it won't look as good as mine."
Xi Wenlan's breath was stuck in his throat.
She unilaterally regards Yun Qiao as her enemy, but Yun Qiao barely pays attention to her.
When Yun Qiao went to Xi Lanting's side, Xi Lanting also changed his clothes.
He and Yun Qiao seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding. Today, he was also wearing a white sweater, dark brown overalls, a dark brown hat, and a short cashmere jacket.
He was playing with a camera and looked focused.
Looking at it this way, he looks very much like a young man who has returned from studying abroad. He is handsome, knowledgeable, and passionate and patriotic.
Yun Qiao turned her head and looked at him.
He raised his camera and took a picture of her.
It wasn't until the spotlight flashed that Yun Qiao came back to his senses and said immediately: "Oh, I just tilted my head and didn't smile either!"
Currently, cameras are still a rare thing, there are not many street photo studios, and small cameras are even more of a luxury item.
Cameras are expensive, and film is also expensive, so taking pictures is a very serious and formal matter. You need to pose carefully and not be so casual.
Xi Lanting: "No one stipulates that you have to smile when taking photos. If you don't smile, you don't smile."
Yun Qiao: "That won't work. Take another photo."
Xi Lanting: "Sit on the sofa and I'll take another photo for you."
Xi Rong on the side said immediately: "Master Qi, you and Miss Yun Qiao sit on the sofa, and I will take the photo for you."
Yun Qiao found it interesting and immediately asked Xi Lanting: "Okay, this is a good idea. By the way, Uncle Qi, you can add a small picture to the pocket watch I gave you last time, and put our group photo in it later."
Xi Lanting: "That's for your peace of mind."
Yun Qiao didn't take it seriously: "You don't have one yet, and you have many pocket watches. The one I gave you is specifically for our group photo, so don't worry about the rest."
Xi Lanting: "..."
He was pulled by Yun Qiao and finally sat down. The two were side by side. There was originally a gap between them, but Xi Lanting moved without leaving a trace, leaning his arm on Yun Qiao's shoulder.
Yun Qiao tried her best to smile as much as possible.
Xi Rong pressed the shutter button and a photo took shape. Yun Qiao was still there holding on to her smiling muscles: "Did I blink?"
"No, it's very good." Xi Rong said.
Then she relaxed her smile and rubbed her cheek: "My face is sore from smiling, I hope it looks good in the photo."
Xi Lanting stood up, went to take the camera from Xi Rong's hand, and said casually: "You look good even if you cry."
Yun Qiao: "..."
Even so, she still likes herself when she smiles. There is no reason to cry, after all, life is going so well.