She had indeed changed a lot.
From the beginning when she felt guilty and wanted to slip away, to teaching Xu Qing martial arts and then not being able to resist, to hoping that he would lie to her …
It was like a string that got tighter and tighter, and after drinking on New Year's Eve, it snapped with a snap.
From waiting passively to taking the initiative, it only took a thought, but it was a qualitative change.
People had more than just survival needs.
Jiang He hugged the pillow and fell into deep thought after listening to Xu Qing. On the other side, Xiaoyan did not do her homework, but played with White Gourd's little paw.
"Xiaoyan wants to be a big star in the future?"
Xu Qing got up to brush his teeth at the sink and came back to play with Jiang He's little hand, not forgetting to talk to Xiaoyan who was playing with the little paw.
"Yes! I want to be a star and be on TV! "Xiaoyan was full of confidence, pointing to the TV and said," You can see me on TV in the future! "
"That's amazing … You have to study hard to be a star, or you will be laughed at if you can't even recognize the words."
Xu Qing drew back and forth on Jiang He's palm, using his fingers to write down their names. Suddenly, he discovered in surprise, "Hey, both of our names are 14 strokes."
"Ah?" Jiang He felt itchy in her palm, not understanding what he meant.
"It's fate ~"
He sighed and finally let go of her little hand, sitting on the other side to teach Xiaoyan to do her homework.
"How many strokes is my name?" Xiaoyan asked.
"You …"
Shi Yanyan … Xu Qing thought for a while, "More than both of us combined."
"That's amazing!"
"Yes, it's really amazing."
Xu Qing complained, "Have you ever been punished by your teacher to copy your name?"
"No."
"You'll find out how amazing it is when you are punished."
Xiaoyan opened her big eyes wide, thinking for a moment, and shook her head, "I don't want to be punished by copying my name!"
Names were so difficult to write, if she was punished by copying 100 times … She looked down at her winter vacation homework.
It was harder than homework.
"How do you become a celebrity?" Jiang He listened to their conversation and thought about what he could learn.
Here, other than a set of useless martial arts, she had nothing else. She had no experience, no knowledge, no skills …
People abandoned by the times.
The only thing he could do was to do as Xu Qing said and show his face on the Internet. Like the craftsman Geng, he could shoot some short videos of him playing with swords. Even then, he might not be able to become popular.
"There's a high probability that it will become popular …"
That was what Xu Qing said that day.
'The choice is yours to make. I won't interfere. You just have to think it through carefully. You don't know much about this place, so you don't have to rush to make a decision. For you and me, fate is very strange …'
Xu Qing gave her a lot of freedom as long as it was within his power.
Being able to surf the Internet was the greatest freedom. Whether what Xu Qing said was true or not, Jiang He could verify it herself and then make her own choice.
After the initial period of time, she understood the general situation of this society. She could still hand herself over to the country and clearly prove that she came from the Kaiyuan Era. She was not hostile to everything like when she first came, and then was regarded as a mentally abnormal dangerous person who had a conflict with the violent authorities.
If the police were called in at the beginning, even if there was no conflict, even if those people were stupid enough to believe that she came from Kaiyuan, things could only develop according to the will of others — this was the biggest difference.
One path could be changed at any time. Xu Qing just said it, it was up to her whether she listened or not. Handing herself over and revealing her identity had always been a backup option. She could change her mind at any time and choose another path.
… Once the other path was chosen, she would have to go all the way, and it would be impossible to return to the current life.
This was her greatest freedom. She didn't have to worry about food, clothing, housing, and transportation. She could slowly understand this era and then make a choice.
Even if Xu Qing intentionally or unintentionally tried to have feelings for her, that was the price she had to pay — no one owed her. While enjoying freedom, she had to bear something.
Moreover, Xu Qing didn't force her.
The current situation was the best of all possibilities. She had already realized this long ago.
Fate was strange …
Jiang He's gaze fell on Xu Qing's lips. Everything started because of that mouth.
'It's getting dark, and the rain doesn't seem to stop anytime soon …'
In the dead of night, she often thought of Xu Qing's appearance and words when he was holding the umbrella.
"Celebrities are on TV!" Xiaoyan pointed to the TV and explained. She didn't understand why Jiang He didn't even know this.
"Celebrities are singing, dancing, and acting. For a role like Cheng Dieyi, if some people like her, she's a celebrity. If no one likes her, then …"
Xu Qing's lips moved slightly. He explained in more detail than Xiaoyan, "The main roles in the movies we watch are played by celebrities."
After a pause, he looked at Xiaoyan and asked, "Can you sing?"
"… No."
"Can you dance?"
"I can shake my butt!" Xiaoyan said.
"Sister Jiang He can too." Xu Qing smiled.
"I can't!"
Jiang He was angry. She stared at his lips and wanted to bite him.
"If you can't even sing or dance, then you can only act …" Xu Qing said. He noticed Jiang He's gaze and stopped talking. He raised his hand to touch his mouth and turned his face away.
He had never heard that this kind of thing could be addictive.
"What if you can't act?"
"Be an idol."
"I want to be an idol!" Xiaoyan announced his wish loudly.
"What about you?" Xu Qing asked Jiang He.
"I … What about me?"
Jiang He put down the pillow in his arms, stood up, and walked away.
For some reason, he felt that this guy was teasing his daughter. He didn't want to talk to him.
The afternoon passed as Xiaoyan and White Gourd played and did their homework. Xu Qing used his laptop to check the wind direction of the other areas of the broken station. He was thinking about whether he should open a smurf account to test the waters.
Jiang He tidied up the living room and carried the clothes that needed to be washed to the washing machine on the balcony. When he saw the straw sandals on Xu Qing's bed, he paused for a moment and turned back to glance at Xu Qing. He then secretly carried them to the balcony to wash them again.
"What are you doing?"
"I … I'm washing shoes."
"Why are you washing my shoes?"
"They're mine." Jiang He was a little confused as he held the straw sandals.
"You gave them to me, so they're mine." Xu Qing found it funny to see her sneaky look. "Put them down."
When he woke up in the morning on the second day of the New Year, he found the shoes in the living room under his bed again. He gave up explaining.
"They'll be cleaner if I wash them."
Jiang He sped up and controlled the strength of the brush. She was afraid that if she damaged them, Xu Qing would covet the one she was wearing again.
"The socks I bought for you are almost here. I'll buy you a pair of high heels. Do you like white or black? I like red … "
Xu Qing picked up the phone and asked.
"I don't like either."
"Then I'll buy anything. I'll buy a pair of small white shoes and small black shoes."
"…"
Jiang He's lips moved and he didn't say anything for a long time.
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