With a crisp sound, the extra toenail was separated from it by the action of nail clippers.
Qin Ruolan, who was sitting on the sofa and rubbing her toes, concentrated on trimming, picked up the nails she had just cut off, and threw them into the trash can next to her feet.
He clapped his hands, lowered his head and blew wildly at the sofa.
His hands kept scanning.
The door opened, and at the same time my sister's voice came.
"You come in first, and I'll get you a towel."
"Um……"
As soon as the words fell out, Liu Changqing's response came to Qin Ruolan's ears.
His eyes moved upward, looking at the boy who was brought back by his sister.
The black-skinned brother whom we met several times.
The two people at the door also turned their attention here.
Qin Ruoliu's expression changed obviously. He first looked at his sister on the sofa and then at Liu Changqing beside him.
A weird atmosphere suddenly filled the room.
Liu Changqing looked away awkwardly for some reason, looking at the ground as if he had discovered something interesting.
The tiles are so white.
With his face flushed, Qin Ruoliu hurriedly rushed to his sister's side, pulled the cushion over and placed it on her lap to give the effect of being covered.
Qin Ruolan also realized something, and at such a young age, she also felt ashamed.
He quickly got off the sofa, covered himself with a cushion, and trotted back to his room.
"..."
"..."
Glancing at Qin Ruoliu standing next to the sofa, Liu Changqing thought for a moment and then changed the subject.
"Your home...is well decorated."
"..."
Instead of talking to Liu Changqing, he went to get a new towel and handed it to him.
Taking the towel, Liu Changqing simply wiped his dripping hair. While wiping, he looked back at the heavy rain that had drifted outside the house.
Slow down the action of wiping your head.
Until it stops.
Looking at Qin Ruoliu who was cleaning up the living room, Liu Changqing looked worried.
In an instant, he called out to the other party.
"Monitor."
"Well, what's wrong?"
With his back to Liu Changqing, Qin Ruoliu responded, but he showed no intention of stopping the movements on his hands.
Look at the other person's back.
After a long time, he asked.
"If you knew who the person you were going to marry would be, but you didn't know him well and didn't like him yet... would you choose to be with him?"
"..."
Such a profound question was really difficult for Qin Ruoliu. She stopped what she was doing and turned to look behind her.
He was about to say something, but was interrupted by the other party.
"If you knew."
"What if...well..."
Although he was surprised why Liu Changqing would ask himself such a question, seeing the serious look on the other person's face at the moment, it didn't look like he was joking...
The scenario he had just assumed appeared in his mind.
If you knew who your future husband was...
Time passed slowly, and there was no communication between the two people. They stood facing each other at a distance.
In the end, Qin Ruoliu shook his head slightly.
"Probably not, it always feels too fake... How can you know what will happen in the future?"
"What if what she said is true?"
"Then... I probably don't want to. The future is the future, and the present is now. If I don't like him now... even if I get married in the future, I won't feel the same."
While talking, Qin Ruoliu seemed to have thought of something.
The look he looked at Liu Changqing was a little awkward.
"You...don't want to tell me that you can predict the future, right?"
"ah?"
Hearing Qin Ruoliu's response, Liu Changqing was obviously a little stunned.
This look was seen by the other party, which further confirmed her suspicion.
Suddenly, his face started to heat up.
Liu Changqing is a very disgusting person, which can be seen from the original love letter.
Although it's gross, it's not annoying.
And now asking myself such a strange question...
Could it be...
Does he like me?
Even girls can have this illusion.
Not to mention that Liu Changqing had a precedent of showing kindness to her. If we use this as a premise to guess why Liu Changqing asked such a question just now.
It's not difficult to understand.
If he nodded in agreement, he would probably say that he could predict the future.
Then he said something like this about the two getting married in the future...
Suddenly, my originally calm heart began to become impatient.
Pursing his mouth, Qin Ruoliu shyly took the umbrella in his hand and moved towards Liu Changqing's position.
He thrust the umbrella into his hand in one fell swoop.
Get the towel back.
"I lent you my umbrella... Just return it to me next week..."
"..."
Little did he know that in these short five seconds, the other party would have so many fantasies in his mind.
So when he left the other party's house, holding an umbrella and listening to the sound of the door being closed behind him, he was a little confused.
But this confusion did not last long.
Looking at the water that had accumulated on the road, Liu Changqing opened the umbrella in his hand after thinking for a long time.
Leave the other person’s house.
Now.
future……
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"move place?"
The tone was full of confusion.
Li Chongming didn't understand the intention of his father's behavior.
Compared with the confusion of his wife and son, Li Chongming's father obviously did not want to move.
If possible, he would not want to leave the city where he has lived for decades.
But a sudden transfer at work forced him to make this decision.
The mother was obviously used to living in this city. Her husband explained that it was because of work reasons that she wanted to move out of the city.
For a while, the family atmosphere became a little sad.
Li Chongming sat silently on the chair.
After being beaten last week, he couldn't swallow the bad breath, and subconsciously thought that it was Liu Changqing and Sun Fan who did it.
For the past two days, he has been silently planning ways to take revenge on the two of them.
But as soon as the plan started to take shape, his father brought him news that he was about to move.
During the period when he was in a daze, his father and mother talked a lot, probably about which city to go to, how to solve the problem of living, and secondly, the issue of transferring their children to another school.
After much discussion, Li Chongming's father, who looked very melancholy, said to his son.
"You don't have to go to school next Monday. I'll tell the school then and transfer you to another school."
"..."
"Chongming?"
Because he was thinking about something, Li Chongming did not hear his father's words.
After his father called him, he came back to his senses and realized that his son had just been distracted, so his father explained again.
This time, Li Chongming nodded and pretended to be calm in front of his parents.
He said he didn't have any big opinions.
In fact, his opinion doesn't matter.
It's raining heavily outside.
The weather at this moment seems to be very suitable for the news my father just announced.
As the parents got up to pack their luggage, they were discussing what to bring...