Any girl who was smelled by someone she liked before she was clean would be a little nervous. Even though that person would think that it smelled good, she would never think so.
Xu Qing understood Jiang He's dilemma. At the same time, it also showed that Jiang He liked him very much.
If she didn't like him, she would probably only be angry. She definitely wouldn't come back to him after she was clean — Jiang He wanted to say that even if there was a smell, it wasn't her fault. She hadn't showered yet, and she would smell good after showering.
After staying with Jiang He for a long time, he would get used to some things. He felt like he was the one who was closely involved. He couldn't tell if some of her thoughts were unique to the ancient people, or because she was in love, or maybe it was something that all girls would do.
Humans were always complicated. Every stage of a relationship was different from every other stage. The beginning of a relationship was different from being passionately in love. Getting to know each other was different from getting to know each other. Having slept with each other was also different from not sleeping with each other. Thinking deeper, Jiang He's behavior might be because she had unconsciously developed a reliance on him after coming to a completely unfamiliar environment. Xu Qing felt that this was a possibility.
Unlike the dependence of a daughter on her father, who was too lazy to pour water for herself when she wanted to drink in bed and insisted on her boyfriend to get it for her, it was very difficult for Jiang He to learn to act coquettishly. It was more like he was the only person she was close to. She unconsciously let down her guard, and at the same time, she was careful to learn to integrate into modern society and even wanted to use modern methods to get along with him.
If she didn't try to change her mind, she would probably have been hit by his head when he smelled his finger …
Xu Qing continued to pinch the iron hoop. He planned to make a sleeve in ten days and then record the second video to report the progress to those who followed him. He couldn't wait too long, or others would forget that he hadn't made much.
"You're still not sleeping?"
Jiang He popped out of the room again. She poured herself a glass of water and drank it in one gulp. She wiped her mouth and asked Xu Qing.
"I'll sleep soon."
"Oh, don't stay up too late. I can help you too."
"You're helping me if you don't look so good. I'm just diverting my attention. Otherwise, it'll be very uncomfortable to see you running around in your pajamas. Do you understand?" Xu Qing said without raising his head. Rather than letting Jiang He pinch the metal rings for him, he might as well play more games.
This was purely mechanical labor. She could also pay attention to the auction house's price information while moving bricks, training her sensitivity to the virtual market.
"I … don't want to … look so good?"
Jiang He tilted his head, refilled his cup with water, and carried it back to his room.
It was nearly eleven o 'clock in the evening, and White Gourd had returned to the cat tree. Xu Qing packed his things, washed himself, and went to Jiang He's door in his pajamas.
Seeing that there was no light coming from the crack under the door, he listened for a while. When he didn't hear Jiang He's snoring, he turned off the light, turned around, and returned to his small storeroom. He went to bed.
In the middle of the night, it drizzled on the windowsill. He didn't feel it was noisy, but slept more soundly.
The rain during the Qingming Festival referred to the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. The Qingming Festival was around April every year. The cold air in the north of the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River had not completely receded, and the southeast wind brought warm and humid air, so there was continuous rain.
Jiangcheng was not in this area, so it didn't rain at this time last year. Xu Qing got up in the morning and looked at the wet ground outside. The rain was about to stop, but it was coming to an end. It would be sunny again by noon at most.
Breakfast was porridge and the leftover buns from last night, which had been fried by Jiang He. The skin was crispy, and the stuffing was hot. One bite was full of flavor, and eating it with porridge was very satisfying. Xu Qing finished his vegetarian buns, thought for a moment, and went out with an umbrella, leaving Jiang He to play alone at home.
The city had just woken up in the morning. Although it was drizzling, it still had some impact on travel. There were fewer pedestrians on the street than usual, and some people didn't hold umbrellas. Walking in a hurry against the drizzle, Xu Qing went out of the gate and said hello to Zhao Shu, who was responsible for the security of the community. Then he waved to the roadside and stopped a taxi.
The rain at night had made the air fresher. In this weather, once the rain stopped, he would bring Jiang He to the riverside to fish. It should be very beneficial to the body and mind. Listening to the sound of the waves and gazing into the distance by the riverside was already very relaxing. In addition, after the rain, the air was filled with extremely fine and fresh water vapor. It was much more enjoyable than usual.
Sitting in the taxi, Xu Qing was lost in thought as he stared out the window. Before he could finish his thoughts, his gaze was attracted by two figures at the corner of the road.
"Sir, slow down. Can you reverse?" Xu Qing pointed to the back window and asked.
"Aren't we going to the electronic city?"
"I saw two acquaintances … No, you can't reverse. Please slow down and stop by the side."
"Okay, wait for me. I'll take a look at the front."
The driver was very easy to talk to. He turned the steering wheel at the intersection in front, drove back, and stopped by the side of the road where Xu Qing pointed.
"Acquaintances, aren't you going to greet them?" he asked.
"It's raining. I can contact them with my phone." Xu Qing pretended to take out his phone and took a photo outside. After a moment, he said, "Okay, sir, let's go to the electronic city. They have something to do."
The car restarted in the rain. Xu Qing looked at the photo on his phone with a strange expression. He didn't expect that one day he would become a paparazzi …
In the photo was Liu Jingfang and an unknown short-haired girl. They were holding each other's arms and sheltering from the rain under the eaves in a distant corner.
Girls often liked to hold hands. This was very normal. In school, some girls even wanted to hug each other. Even when they went to the toilet, they would hold hands and go together. It was not a big deal. The only strange thing was that when they passed by, Xu Qing saw the two of them kissing.
It was very confusing.
"Are you busy?"
He sent a message to Qin Hao.
Qin Hao didn't reply. It seemed that he was busy. Xu Qing put away his phone and got off at the electronic city. He paid the driver and ran to the fourth floor with an umbrella.
Li Gaobo was typing on the keyboard at the Graphic Bar, picking up trash for 50 yuan …
The Graphic Bar was a very magical place. 'Enter the Graphic Bar with a budget of 3,000 yuan. Open an internet cafe opposite the school' was a description of them. The goal was to squeeze out the maximum performance of every piece of hardware and assemble a high-performance PC within the lowest budget possible.
The most glorious story was probably that a great god once modified a cheap 771 motherboard with his own black technology and brushed it into a more powerful 775. His research and development ability was close to that of Intel.
This behavior also caused the price of the 771 motherboard that was originally sold as trash to rise. He was a veritable folk scientist.
As for the shoebox chassis, Red Bull can motherboard baffle, it was even more common …
Li Gaobo was one of this group of gods. It was not that he couldn't afford it, but he liked the daily life of ordinary people. He went to work and went to school, killed chickens and fish, picked up deliveries, collected junk, and all kinds of joys and sorrows.
"Can you give me a camera?" Xu Qing approached this guy and didn't find him. He had to say something.
"Oh, you scared me!" Li Gaobo turned around.
"You are doing business. You wouldn't know if I stole a few memory sticks and left."
"Not at all … Sit, Brother Qing, sit."
Li Gaobo was very enthusiastic. He gave his stool to Xu Qing and then ran to get a paper cup to pour water.
"I will buy a camera, a better one, just like the one I bought last time, and then get a sound card, and headphones …"
Xu Qing originally had an external sound card on his computer. He would occasionally use it when explaining videos, but it was inconvenient to share one with Jiang He. He had to prepare another one. Whether it was live PK or to be a food blogger in the future, it could be used.
"By the way, the live broadcast bracket and a fixed lens, the kind used on mobile phones." He also wanted Jiang He to cook. One was a UP Master, and the other was a food blogger. It would be good for them to show their love every day.
"Brother Qing, are you going to do a live broadcast?"
"Play and see."
"Live broadcast to make chainmail?"
"I … You know about it too?" Xu Qing wondered. Although it was posted on his UP account, it was normal for these friends to follow him out of friendship. Why did they all seem to follow his work?
"You have posted the video. Is it strange that I know about it?" Li Gaobo was even more puzzled.
"It's not strange. It's strange that you know about it so soon."
"Haha, I saw your video after a while … Is the computer I bought last time good?"
"It's okay. It's enough."
"I bought another one here, also 800 yuan. It's much better than that one. Bring it over when you have time, and I will change it for you." Li Gaobo looked for something on the shelf and said casually.
Picking up junk is picking up scraps. Those that are broken and can't be switched on can be bought at a low price. After repairing, it can be used again. Like Wang Zijun's broken old computer, it was also bought for tens of thousands of yuan. He was too lazy to take it apart and change the parts to repair it. He just let him take the whole machine away and exchange some money for a new one.
Rich people could do whatever they wanted.
It was a month's salary for an ordinary person.
"Don't bother. It's enough." Xu Qing refused. His computer was very good. If it was in the past, he would have been like this guy, always thinking about high performance. Now, he did not have that motivation.
"You don't look like that …"
"Like what?"
"You've changed." Li Gaobo turned around to look at Xu Qing. He couldn't tell what was different.
His actions and behavior had changed. In the past, when he leaned against the back of the chair, he looked like a disabled person. Now, his spirit was different. His shoulders were not slumped when he sat there.
The so-called temperament was the appearance of a tall neck, a straight back, open shoulders, gait, sitting posture, walking, standing, and lying down. It was different from sitting with a straight back and shoulders. When Xu Qing was with Jiang He, he would subconsciously imitate and change his temperament when she sat up straight. Coupled with the martial arts practice, his every move had a sense of competence.
"People are like this when they are old." Xu Qing shook his head and sighed.
"But the way you talk hasn't changed."
Li Gaobo smiled. He found all the things that Xu Qing had mentioned and put them in a bag. He told him to inform him when the live broadcast started and that he would go over to support him.
After sitting in the shop for a while, Xu Qing got up and left. Li Gaobo looked at his back and scratched his head. He was still different.
The rain stopped around ten o 'clock. Xu Qing came back by car. There were a few people around the gate of the community, doing something indescribable to the gate.
He asked Zhao Shu and learned that they were preparing to install an electronic access control system. He measured it now and estimated that it would be ready in a few days. When the time came, the door would be open and it would be officially used in May. That would leave them half a month to apply for access control cards.
Fortunately, they rarely ordered takeout nowadays. Otherwise, they would have to come out to get it …
"Takeout can also come in, but I have to give him a drip." Zhao Shu did not care about Xu Qing's happiness.
"Okay, Old Yuchi Gong, no one can come in if you stay here."
"Go away. I'm Qin Qiong, a handsome man."
Yuchi Gong was a rough man with a dark face. Although he was skilled in martial arts, he was not good-looking. In comparison, Qin Qiong was much better. He was tall, handsome, and cultured. He had the image of a handsome man … That was what he looked like on TV. Xu Qing did not know what Qin Qiong looked like in real history. Neither did Zhao Shu. They had only seen it on TV.
But there was someone at home who might know.
"Qin Qiong?"
Jiang He was confused by Xu Qing's question. "I've never seen him."
"Of course you haven't seen him. He is a famous general in Zhenguan. You are in Kaiyuan. Haven't you seen him or his paintings?"
"I haven't."
"Then who do you put up the door gods for?" Xu Qing felt strange. This was different from becoming sworn brothers in Peach Garden. In Kaiyuan, it was more normal to put up Yuchi Gong and Qin Qiong …
"We don't put up door gods. The big boss is very fierce."
Jiang He shook his head and thought for a moment. "But some people will put up door gods. They will put up the fiercer one. Zhong … Zhong …"
"Zhong Kui?"
"Yes, yes!"
"Oh …"
Xu Qing helped Jiang He plug the camera in her hand into the computer. Then she looked at the wall behind them. "Should I put up a Zhong Kui behind you?"
"Huh?" Jiang He did not understand.
"Look at other people's backgrounds. They are all cute. There are bunnies and toy cabinets …"
"I have teddy bears."
"Teddy bears won't work. Zhong Kui can subdue villains."
Xu Qing asked her to move the computer to a different position so that the background was facing the white wall. Then, she found an errand boy to buy a door god portrait of Zhong Kui and put it on the wall as the background.
Everything was ready. She used her ID to apply for a live broadcast. After submitting the information and authenticating her name, Xu Qing received a reply from Qin Hao on her phone.
Usually, if it was not important, she would just send a message asking if he was busy. Qin Hao knew what was going on and waited until he was done before replying. Xu Qing had indeed considered this. It would not be good if he was disturbed while the police were on duty.
"That … have you kissed Liu Jingfang?" Xu Qing asked.
Jiang He looked at the computer and the Zhong Kui portrait behind it with a little excitement. It looked very majestic in the debugging interface.
Qin Hao was confused by Xu Qing's question. Why would someone ask this?
After thinking about it for a long time, he admitted honestly, "I've only held hands."
"You haven't even hugged him before?" Xu Qing typed and asked. After thinking for a while, he dialed the number directly.
"Hello?"
"Why don't you consider breaking up?" Xu Qing said.
"…"
？？？
Jiang He, who was studying the computer, turned his head in confusion.
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