After the shower, Xu Qing nestled in the quilt with only his head exposed, trying to warm the quilt.
It would take about half a month to heat the house, and this period was the most difficult. He didn't want to go out after getting into the quilt, and he still wanted to go out after getting out of the quilt.
There was a sound of footsteps outside, and Jiang He came in wearing pajamas. She shrank under the quilt and covered him with her hands.
"Stop it. It's so cold through the clothes."
"I don't want to."
"Ah …"
Xu Qing grimaced for a moment before he got used to the temperature of her palms. He used his arms to clamp the two small hands.
"Now I have learned how to live in the modern world, and I have settled my identity. I can carry my bag and run away at any time. You should be worried, not become less than before, and still want me to warm the quilt for you …"
Jiang He muttered, reached out a hand to turn off the light, and only left a small night light on. Then she quickly shrank back under the quilt and exposed her head like Xu Qing. She rubbed the pillow and continued to mutter, "… In the past, I had no choice but to live under someone else's roof. It's fine that you bullied me, but now you still want to …"
"When did I bully you?"
"You lied to me."
"Now you and I are lying under the quilt. If you want to carry your bag and run away, you can run away. Anyway, you have taken advantage of me."
"Humph!"
"We are like this now." Xu Qing fumbled with his hands and sighed, "It's okay to have our wedding night, right?"
"It's okay."
"What's the matter?"
"You have changed just by lying on the bed. Won't you be worse if we have our wedding night?" Jiang He rubbed against his feet. "We are not married yet, and people will say that we are shameless."
"Then what are you doing now? We have lived together for so long, anyone would think that we have already done it. "
"As long as you have a clear conscience."
"…"
Xu Qing didn't know which heart she was referring to. Anyway, he couldn't beat her, and he couldn't press her. Unless she agreed, she would at least give in.
The warm blanket made the two of them stick together. Xu Qing stretched his arm and turned off the light, intending to try again.
"What are you doing?" Jiang He shrunk back under the blanket.
"Kiss me."
Xu Qing came over.
"No, go to sleep."
"I'm not sleepy."
Xu Qing dawdled for a moment. Seeing that Jiang He dodged, he simply shrunk his body and burrowed into the quilt, causing Jiang He to cry out in alarm and hurriedly cover himself with the quilt.
"Don't …"
In the dark bedroom, there was only the shadow of the quilt moving.
Jiang He's hand that was covering the blanket had unknowingly covered her mouth.
…
The next day.
Xu Qing lay on the bed gloomily, watching Jiang He fiddle with her lavender in high spirits.
It had not sprouted yet, and there was only a pot of black soil. Those who did not know would have thought that she had planted a pot of soil there.
"Does it count as marriage if we get married?"
"Huh?"
Jiang He was stunned, and suddenly realized something. Her heart skipped a beat. "Then …"
Does it count?
If it counts, I'll have to have a child … Thinking of this, Jiang He held her breath and fiddled with the soil in the pot.
She really did not think of this. Just a moment ago, she was happy that her identity was settled, and the next moment, she was going to get married by Xu Qing …
"It doesn't count!" Jiang He's gaze fell outside the window, and she calmed her flustered emotions.
"Does it count when we have to hold a banquet?"
"Yes … yes …"
Jiang He suddenly panicked again. Getting married and holding a banquet seemed to be very easy.
"Look at how scared you are. I was just asking." Xu Qing came behind her, hugged her slender waist, and squeezed it. Then, he turned around and went out to wash up.
He had to think of a plot to make her take the initiative to throw herself into his arms. Otherwise, she would be like a rabbit.
Xu Qing, the Strategist of the Great Yin, spent the morning thinking of a plot.
"Wall Faced Xu Qing, I'm your wall breaker."
Jiang He put down the book and stretched. Seeing Xu Qing's thoughtful expression, he frowned and said very seriously.
"What wall?" Xu Qing came back to his senses.
"Are you thinking about when you're getting married?" Jiang He's face was a little red, but she tried to maintain a serious expression. "You're planning how … how … that, right?"
"…"
"I've already seen through your plot, so I'm going to beat you up to maintain my deterrence."
"Hey, this is all your baseless speculation. I was just in a daze for a moment!"
"You've been in a daze for the whole morning." Jiang He flexed his wrist. "Don't tell me you don't think about anything else other than that?"
"If you want to punish someone, you can always find a pretext. I was just thinking about which part of the video to cut, and you beat me up for some groundless reason. Injustice is caused by people like you! "
"Is that so?"
"Yes."
"Alright then." Jiang He stared at him suspiciously for a moment and reluctantly accepted his explanation.
"Actually … actually … I'm just not mentally prepared." She suddenly looked out of the window.
"… Stop for a moment."
Xu Qing gestured for a pause and rubbed his forehead. "This kind of thing requires a burst of emotion, the kind that happens naturally … I can't explain it. You're discussing this kind of thing with me in a serious manner. It's very strange, you know?"
"Is it strange?"
"Very, very strange."
"Alright … I also feel strange." Jiang He reflected on himself. He always wanted to be a normal modern person, but it seemed that going too far was as bad as not going far enough.
"Just like … just like … I told you before, hugging your leg. When the emotion is there, something will happen naturally. There's no need to sit down and seriously discuss when to have sex like we're discussing national affairs. I talk about it occasionally to express my request. This is a kind of test, understand?"
"But you're talking to me very seriously right now." Jiang He didn't want to continue this topic. His ears were red as he looked away.
"Because I'm affected by your stupid behavior. IQ is contagious."
"Hmph."
Jiang He snorted and turned away from the window. He went to the fridge to look for the dishes he was going to make today.
Xu Qing sat on the chair with his arms around the back of the chair. He rested his chin there and slowly fell into deep thought.
This time, he wasn't thinking about a conspiracy. Instead, he was thinking about what happened between the two of them.
After a long time, he shook his head and laughed.
'Just feel strange.'
What he enjoyed was being beaten up by the heroine … Bah, the various things that happened when he was with Jiang He. It wasn't like there was only "hehehe". Being able to act like a fool and explain things to him was also a kind of pleasure.
White Gourd hugged the KFC linked paper bucket that they brought back. He tried to crawl into it but failed. He slapped his paw on the ground and continued to crawl.
"If we quarrel in the future, you can just beat me up. Don't cry or anything. Don't hurt yourself with a sword either. That's very stupid."
"What gave you the illusion that I'll cut myself with a sword if we quarrel?" Jiang He turned around and looked at him strangely.
"It's good that you won't. I'm just saying." Xu Qing waved his hand.
It was impossible. The heroine was a reasonable person. She had always been so. She would admit her mistakes. How could she quarrel?
After lunch.
Neither of them had the habit of taking an afternoon nap. They leaned against each other and watched a movie. It was a very old movie called "This Man From Earth."
In a room, a few people were having a small discussion. The discussion revolved around whether the male lead was a long-lived species that had survived from ancient times. There were all kinds of professors present. They raised questions one after another, and the male lead answered them one by one.
It was a low-budget movie with a very high rating. It was very suitable to watch it with the person he liked on an early winter afternoon.
At first, Jiang He could not bear to watch this kind of movie. After watching "12 Angry Men" with Xu Qing, he suddenly understood the joy of movies and the art of acting. His taste and understanding of movies improved a lot.
"He also wants to hide himself. Why did he tell others?"
"If you keep something bottled up for a long time, you'll get sick. You have to find an outlet to vent. Just treat it as a story."
"So you called me heroine at home last night?"
"Yeah … They won't believe it anyway, unless my dad has dementia. I can also let them know your real identity. After all, we're going to get married. As for whether they believe it or not, it's none of our business. "
"Cunning villain."
…
After watching the movie, Xu Qing got up and stretched. He went out for a walk. Jiang He was at home alone. He thought about the movie he had just watched and pondered for a long time.
Returning to the computer, he opened the number that Xu Qing had registered for him. Jiang He cracked his fingers and wrote what could be considered his first movie review.
"If the truth is too shocking, no one will believe it. It doesn't matter if the truth is told or not. No one will take it seriously anyway. Even if it is the truth, it will be regarded as a story …"
…
With a cigarette between his fingers, Zhao Shu squinted at the sun in the distance. When he saw Xu Qing strolling over, he exhaled a mouthful of smoke.
"You're in good spirits. Did something happen?"
"Well, sort of."
"Hehe." Zhao Shu smiled and winked. "Can we get married now?"
Xu Qing was stunned. He nodded and smiled. "Soon. I'll invite you to my wedding."
"Of course."
Zhao Shu was even happier. Xu Qing sat next to him, put his elbows on his knees, and bent over to look at the opposite side of the road. After a while, he turned his head and said, "Thank you, Zhao Shu."
"What are you thanking me for? You … want one?"
"I'll smoke this … Fine, I'll smoke one." Xu Qing took the cigarette he shook out and lit it. He took a light puff and said, "Get a good box from my dad some other day and bring it over."
"That's great!"
The two of them sat at the entrance, puffing out clouds of smoke and basking in the sun. Gong Ping passed by, her high heels clicking against the ground as she looked at them with interest. When she saw Xu Qing looking over, she smiled at him and walked away with graceful steps.
"I saw that fund they are setting up. It seems to be quite profitable. Do you know how to play that?"
"Huh?" Xu Qing was alarmed. "You want to play it too?"
"I just want to know what it is. I think it is easy for others to make money."
"It is investment. You know about stocks, futures, funds. These are all the same. If you make money, you can eat and drink well. If you lose, you can jump off a building."
"Oh, I've heard of this. That's it." Zhao Shu had a look of understanding.
"Yes, you should take it easy. I just lost a few thousand a few days ago, and Jiang He scolded me every day. That's why … I'm in a good mood now."
"He deserves to be scolded. Wasting a few thousand for fun." Zhao Shu laughed and dispelled the thought of tinkering with the fund.
Xu Qing took a big puff of his cigarette and said, "What a waste of money. In the beginning, I played with stocks. If it fell, I would lose money. Later, I learned to short. If the stock rose, I would also lose money. Later, I played with options. No matter if the stock rose or fell, I would still lose money. Later, I felt that this thing was not good, so I changed to futures … Wow, this is awesome! "
"You made a lot of money?"
"You can also lose money when you sleep at night."
"Go to hell. Are you trying to do crosstalk with me?" Zhao Shu scolded.
"Hahaha, this is gambling. My luck is so bad."
After putting out the cigarette, Xu Qing turned around to pour himself some water, only to realize that he did not bring his thermos flask.
Bringing a thermos flask was a good habit. He could take a sip whenever he was thirsty. It was not a big burden on the kidneys. He could also keep himself hydrated at all times, so he would not suddenly dry out and turn into a mummy.
Regardless of the risk of turning into a mummy in the city, experts had long said that there were only two possibilities: change or not change. This was a 50% chance.
According to Murphy's Law, if there was a possibility of something turning bad …
In summary, going out without a thermos flask would turn into a mummy.
Xu Qing did not want to turn into a mummy. He watched Zhao Shu drink water happily. He was a little anxious about his own transformation. Then, he only sat for a while before going home to find his own cup of water.
Jiang He was still using One-finger Zen to type. When he saw him come in, he only turned his head to look at him and continued to work hard on what he had written.
"What are you writing?"
"The self-cultivation of the Tang Dynasty."
"… Amazing."
Xu Qing gave him a thumbs-up and came over with the cup of water. Jiang He had not finished writing, so he directly minimized it and did not show it to him. He had to turn around and continue to chat with Zhao Shu.
A week passed.
When the express delivery phone rang, Jiang He's heart suddenly beat faster. Different from the mood when he left the house that day, now he really got it.
Originally, she needed to pick it up in 30 days, but if it was urgent, it could be shortened to 10 days. She, who had always been stingy, did not hesitate to send it by mail.
"Have you arrived?" Xu Qing also became excited. With their degree of care, as long as it was not in their hands for a day, they would not be able to breathe their last breath.
"I'll go get it!"
Jiang He trotted out. Xu Qing thought about it and did not follow. She watched from the window as Jiang He ran out and ran back after a short while.
Closing the door, she took a deep breath and tore open the brown paper bag. Seeing the thin card inside, she used her finger to stroke the two words "Jiang He".
The first time she submitted all kinds of information, she was still wearing a shirt, and now it was winter.
"It's quite beautiful." Xu Qing looked at her photo and smiled.
"I … am Jiang He, citizen ID number …" Jiang He's eyebrows gradually curved.
The significance of it was not just proof of modern people.
She did not need to rely completely on Xu Qing and others anymore. From now on, the world was big, and she could go wherever she wanted.
"Should I say congratulations?"
Xu Qing helped her comb the stray hair in front of her forehead. He was a little emotional. This little old lady was really starting to mix into modern society.
As long as Jiang He did not expose herself, no one could expose her identity.
"Thank you, Xu Qing." Jiang He tiptoed and kissed his lips.
"You worked hard."
"Teacher Xu taught me well."
Holding it in her hand for a long time, she carefully put the thin card into her wallet, then stuffed the wallet into her teddy bear bag and patted it.
"I am Jiang He, a modern scholar!"
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