The next day.
Getting up early in the morning, Xu Qing rubbed his chest, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Jiang He was like a calf. He bumped into him last night, and now his chest still hurt a little.
"Morning."
"Morning."
The two of them greeted each other and practiced their martial arts as usual. One was practicing swordsmanship, and the other was standing. There was nothing unusual in their expressions.
"Maybe she thought it through after one night?"
Xu Qing pondered as he practiced his stance. He stared at Jiang He as he swung his sword in front of him. Then, he put away his sword and exhaled.
However, Jiang He didn't throw his sword aside after practicing. Instead, he came over with the scabbard and slapped him on the leg.
"Stand up straight!"
"Hiss ~"
Xu Qing took a deep breath. "Oh no, he's taking revenge on me."
"Put your hands flat!"
"Hey, hey, hey."
"Hold it!"
Jiang He corrected his deformed posture with a straight face. He threw away his sword and turned to wash up. He used his toothbrush to clean his mouth, and he didn't forget to look sideways at Xu Qing to see if his movements were out of shape.
When Xu Qing was about to take a break after fifteen minutes, Jiang He, who had finished washing up, came over again.
"Let me teach you boxing."
"No, I don't want to learn." Xu Qing shook her head vigorously.
"No, you have to learn." Jiang He said seriously, "Don't you want to strengthen your body?"
"It's good to strengthen your body by standing in a stance like this. It's very effective. You don't need boxing."
"You can hit me after you learn boxing. You don't have to worry about me hitting you." Jiang He tempted him.
"No, no, no. Why would I hit you? I don't want to learn." Xu Qing refused to be tricked.
What a joke. With her training speed, she would be the one to be beaten.
"This is called Hand Boxing. It's mainly based on palm techniques. Combined with grappling punches and kicks, it's about three points and six directions. The three points are the palm …"
Jiang He ignored him and took a step back. He took a deep breath and pressed his hand down.
"Grappling."
He turned his palm into a claw.
"Leg!"
Bang!
Jiang He stomped his feet on the cotton slipper, and the loud bang startled Xu Qing.
Was this a threat?
This must be a threat, right?
"Learn! Learn! I'll learn! "
"But I haven't eaten yet. I can only practice after I'm full … My chest hurts today. I'll practice tomorrow. I'll practice tomorrow."
"…"
Jiang He thought for a moment, then withdrew his stance and nodded. "Alright, I'll teach you tomorrow."
After saying that, she turned around and dragged her slippers into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for two.
Now, Xu Qing was always worried that he would beat him up. If he taught him martial arts …
He could take a beating.
Maybe Xu Qing was so talented that he could learn better than her and beat her. He didn't need to lie to her anymore. He could just force her.
There was no way she could resist.
"You have to study hard and practice hard," Jiang He turned around and reminded him.
"No, you were hit by me yesterday, and it still hurts. Did you get an internal injury?"
Xu Qing rubbed his chest and asked, leaning on the door frame.
"I didn't use any force?" Jiang He was puzzled.
"That's not force … What's wrong with your head? Does it hurt? "
As he spoke, he started to move his hands and feet. He lifted her hair and looked at her forehead. "Does it hurt?"
"No." Jiang He waved Xu Qing's hand away and looked at the spot where he was hit. He wanted to say something but didn't.
"Then you cook. I'll go out later. We'll keep in touch at noon and night. I'll let you know in advance if I'm coming back or not."
He hadn't gone out for nearly half a year. Even when Wang Zijun called him, he refused several times. His more distant friends didn't even see him.
It was nearing the end of the year, and there were more gatherings. It wouldn't be right if he didn't show up.
"I bought a book about martial arts. You can read it when you're free. You don't have to work too hard now. When you understand everything, there are many ways to make money. "
After dinner, Xu Qing changed his shoes and was about to leave while he turned around to remind them.
After dinner, Jiang He sat in front of the computer and started to move bricks. After moving a few numbers, she still needed to learn Pinyin, browse the Internet, and read the news. If she had enough time, she would watch the movie that Xu Qing prepared for her.
"Hmm … Is it that?" Her gaze fell on the package that someone knocked on the door just now.
"Yes, a book."
Xu Qing tidied up his clothes. Before going out, he turned back and touched Jiang He's hand before turning around with satisfaction. "Let's go. Don't open the door for strangers."
It was not even halfway through the twelfth month, but the neighborhood was already filled with the atmosphere of the New Year. The security guard, Zhao Shu, was hanging colorful flags on the streets with a few young men. He held a cigarette between his fingers and gave instructions.
Cheng Yulan and a little girl stopped to watch the bustle. From time to time, they would check if it was right.
"Brother Xu!" The little girl's eyes were sharp. She saw Xu Qing walking over with his neck hunched.
"Hey, Xiaoyan is here?"
Xu Qing greeted her with a smile. "Auntie, what are you busy with?"
Cheng Yulan had just helped them cut a section of the colorful flag. She said happily, "Nothing, just looking around and helping … Are you going out now?"
"Going out for a walk."
He reached out and touched the little girl's hair. "Is Xiaoyan here for the New Year?"
"No, he's here for the winter vacation. He'll come back a few days after the New Year."
"That's good." Xu Qing nodded. "You guys go on with your work. Bye, Xiaoyan."
"Bye, Brother Xu!"
The little girl waved her hand vigorously.
Xiaoyan's name was Shi Yanyan. It was very hard to pronounce it, but Cheng Yulan liked it very much. She said it sounded like a star on TV in the future.
A star …
…
At Wang Zijun's house.
The rich man was woken up by Xu Qing's phone call.
"Open the door!"
"I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Wang Zijun ran out of bed in his shorts. When he opened the door, he saw Xu Qing wrapped up tightly.
"What's up?"
"What do you think I'm doing? Look at the chat history. "Xu Qing waved his phone angrily." Hurry up and put on your clothes. "
With this reminder, Wang Zijun remembered. He patted his head and went back to his room. "Come in first. Wait for me."
"There are no 18 + scenes in there, right?"
"Bullsh * t. We broke up a long time ago."
Xu Qing was relieved to hear that and went into the house. He looked around and saw the pink computer in the living room. "Are you serious?"
"You've been dumped and you don't even look at my WeChat Moments?"
"Who would spam that stuff?"
"…"
The rich man in WeChat Moments choked. He tidied up his sleeves, touched his wallet and mobile phone. He put on his watch and called out to Xu Qing. "Let's go."
It was convenient to live alone. He could do whatever he wanted and did not need to be reminded like Xu Qing. Of course, there was no one to prepare breakfast for him.
"This woman is a demon. Look at me." Wang Zijun shrunk his neck the moment he stepped out of the door. He could not wait to crawl back into bed. "I really regret what I did. I've decided to turn over a new leaf …"
"Wait a minute. Where's your car?" Xu Qing interrupted. He was here to hitch a ride. Why did this guy walk out?
"It's gone." Wang Zijun shrugged. "I quarreled with the old man and now I'm as poor as you."
"…"
"Take a taxi … Wait a minute. It's quite far. Let me take a look." Wang Zijun took out his phone and glanced at it. "Let's take the subway. A poor man should act like a poor man."
"Do you want me to lend you some money?" Xu Qing walked towards the subway station with his pockets in his hands.
"You have to teach me how to survive a month in this city with just 10,000 yuan …"
"Get lost!"
The two of them chatted and laughed as they walked to the subway station. It didn't matter whether they had money or not. It wasn't the first time Wang Zijun had encountered such a situation. When he was at his poorest, he hid at Xu Qing's house and ate instant noodles for half a month.
Small matter.
As usual, there were no seats on the subway. The two walked a few steps inside and held onto the railing. They waited for the train to depart.
"Have you heard of the Perfect Circle Mind Tai Chi?"
"Five Lightning Whips?" Wang Zijun found it familiar.
"Expert." Xu Qing gave him a thumbs up. "You've misunderstood me. I learned it for two days. It's quite effective. You can try it when you're free."
"Nonsense."
Wang Zijun sneered. His eyes kept glancing to the side.
"What are you looking at?" Xu Qing was puzzled.
"She looks familiar. She seems to be my ex-girlfriend." Wang Zijun lowered his voice.
"I'm your f * cking ex-girlfriend!"
The girl who heard them was furious.
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