Chapter 984: Silence is my last tenderness (4)

The second day of the breakup.
Jiang Qingchi had been sleeping for two days with insomnia, and finally decided to go out.
There are balloon games in the park next to Ningda University.
Jiang Qingchi walked over with one hand, picked up an air rifle at will, and padd it up and down twice.
"Boss, this is a semi-automatic rifle imitating M16."
The owner of the stall rolled his eyes silently. How does he know so many bells and whistles, "Boy, you hit 50 balloons and give you a doll, it's that simple."
Jiang Qingchi touched his pocket and did not bring any money when he went out.
Mu Yanzhu used to hold the money, anyway with her, he seemed... really don't need to worry about anything.
She kept helping him with homework he didn't want to complete, and kept saying that he had no idea about money, which seemed to be the case.
I don't want to think about her anymore.
Jiang Qingchi's eyes constricted, and his arrogant chin lightly lifted, "Boss, or else, if I hit 50 balloons in a row, you won't charge me, I don't want a baby."
A doll is also a lot of money, the purchase price of 50 yuan.
The boss coughed twice, "What if I don't get everything?"
"I can't post the money."
"That's OK."
He is a small business, of course he has to do it for his own benefit.
Jiang Qingchi raised the gun, placed it on his shoulder, and fired 30 shots at the balloon, all of them hit.
When I shot the thirty-first shot, I heard a chuckle from behind.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw a symmetrical figure, his outstanding face in the sun, his white coat was clean and dusty, his slender and symmetrical figure, the curvature of his eyebrows was similar to that of him, who could not be Jiang San'er.
"Why is your kid here?"
Jiang Qingchi put down the gun.
"The final exam is over." Jiang Jingming walked over and said.
"So fast?"
"Yes indeed."
"You lied to me."
How could the final exam in high school be earlier than college.
Jiang San'er did not continue this topic, staring at the balloon in front of him, "There are still 20 shots. I'll be replaced."
Jiang Qingchi looked at him dubiously, Jiang San'er was a little squeamish, he was not interested in this kind of movement.
Of course, he jumped 2.7 meters in the last physical test, which Jiang Qingchi always remembered.
"Boom boom!"
Birds startled four.
20 shots, 19 shots were fired by Saner
This kind of ending is beyond Jiang Qingchi's surprise, "Good physique."
Jiang San'er smiled: "Do you know why I missed the last shot?"
"why?"
"Because... that bullet hit your heart."
Jiang Qingchi was taken aback.
Then he unceremoniously exploded with a hammer.
"Your brother started the routine?"
"I didn't want to make you happy."
Hearing that Jiang Qingchi smiled, did this kid see that he was in a bad mood?
I stopped playing, wrapped San'er by the neck, and hung him most of his body, "Go, I invite you to dinner."
"Hey boy—you got 49 shots, but you missed all of them. You have to pay!"
How could the boss let Jiang Qingchi leave so easily, just watching this opportunity and waiting to start!
Jiang Qingchi glanced three times.
In the next second, righteous words cannot be refuted:
"You have to pay this money, who made you just hit my heart."
Jiang San'er disliked him and pushed him away, "Don't you have 20 yuan?"
"Do you still use a small amount of 20 yuan for me to take it? It's usually Jiang"
... Jiang Yan took the money.
Jiang Qingchi was dejected, and he just broke up. He always thought that way. Now he admits his mistakes. It's so shameless, and he didn't do anything wrong.
But what is she doing now, will he cry? Thinking of her crying, his heart hurts and his chest feels dull.
"Jiang what?" Jiang Jingming watched him seriously.
Jiang Qingchi clenched a fist with one hand and coughed twice, then said solemnly:
"I mean, 20 yuan, a small amount of money, is usually used by Jiang Beiyuan to feed our golden retrievers."
Huh, this turn?
Jiang San'er said that he didn't want to give him a point.
...
Riverview restaurant near Luida.
This is a restaurant often visited by Jiang Qingchi. The environment and service are very good, and the dishes are also good, including Western and Chinese dishes.
Before entering the door, Jiang Qingchi teased Jiang San'er, "Look, the name of this restaurant is only one word behind yours."
Jiang San'er ignored him.
After the two sat down, they ordered a bunch of dishes.
Jiang Qingchi had no appetite, supporting his cheek with one hand, his slender fingers turned bored with the crystal glass in his hand.
The phone rang, the ringtone was dull, "How embarrassing you want me to say, I don't want to separate..."
"Your phone rang." Jiang San'er ate a fresh shrimp ball and kindly reminded him.
Jiang Qingchi snorted, and changed his hand to support his cheek.
"This is a text message reminder."
The SMS reminder is set for so long, and the lyrics of this ringtone are intriguing.
Jiang San'er put down his favorite fresh shrimp balls, bent his elbows to prop his cheeks, and looked at the person opposite. His long and narrow peachy eyes were inward and outward, and he understood everything, but through one pair, everyone was affectionate. The eyes show it.
"Have you quarreled?"
"Ang. It's noisy. In her eyes, I am just immature anyway."
Jiang Qingchi finished talking on the table.
tired.
He was sick, couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, he was very painful, very anxious, very weak,,,
Jiang San'er smiled helplessly, and touched Jiang Qingchi's hair with her white hands.
"You have always been a child with a temper."
"Come on, you weren't born yet when I was serious about fighting a marriage defense for Dad!"
"Well, you were immature at the time, a very young boy with a temper."
"I am addicted to tearing down my stage, right? 2 meters seven?"
"Nephew, please pay attention to your words, I am your uncle."
Then the two laughed at the same time.
Everything is unspoken, in fact walking, as if only time is changing, nothing else changes.
"……cut."
Jiang Qingchi accepted it, rubbed his cheek against the surface of the table, and closed his eyes.
The long eyelashes covered his eyelids, and when the sun was shining outside, a small shadow fell. The curve between the jaw line and the lips was curving, rare and soft like a prince.
"To be honest, you are indeed more sensible than me, since childhood."
"I am younger than you, but I am more sensible than you, so you are younger than her, why are you not as sensible as her?"
Jiang Qingchi was taken aback.
Open your eyes and look at the person opposite.
"You are getting better and better now, give me a set."
Jiang San'er tilted his head innocently, looking ignorant, "I'm still a kid."
"Install."
Jiang Qingchi sat up straight, bent his fingers and flicked his forehead three times.
Without much effort, Jiang Qingchi actually loved Jiang San'er very much. When he was young, he was a brother and sister, but when he grew up, he became a brother. After all, they are all boys, and they can talk and communicate unscrupulously.
And the advantage of Jiang San'er is that he knows how to listen.
There must always be one in the family who is willing to say nothing, and one who is willing to listen quietly.
Thinking of this, I want to admire smoke candles again.
She didn’t talk too much. The only time she broke up from a pair of celebrities that night sighed with emotion, saying that women are always more emotional than men, longer love than men, and insecure than men. He felt it She cares about him.
Well-he lost! !
Jiang Qingchi sat up straight: "I don't want to break up, I like her very much."
Jiang San'er: "Oh."
Then calmly continue to eat shrimp balls.
Jiang Qingchi took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it.
"Are you asking for peace?"
"No, transfer money." Jiang Qingchi said.
"What money to transfer?"
"She has spent a lot of money on me in the past six months. It was 20,000 to 30,000. She bought this coat on my body."
"So?"
"I have to turn her back to make her feel that Lao Tzu is not coveting her money!"
Cough.
Jiang San'er choked after eating shrimp for the first time.
Seeing Jiang Qingchi's awe-inspiring look, San'er wiped his mouth, "Brother."
"what happened?"
Jiang San'er rarely calls him his brother, usually "hey" and "hey", so Jiang Qingchi got a little bit of interest, raised his long eyebrows, and sat and watched him.
Jiang San'er kindly reminded: "I don't think you should do this now."
"What? Don't transfer money to her?"
"Well, this will make her feel that there is no hope between you and her, because you don't owe her anything."
Is that right?
Jiang Qingchi didn't believe it.
"What do you know, I'm trying to get caught up."
Want to catch up? !
Jiang San'er held his forehead with one hand, the idiom is not used in such a mess!
"If you are like this, you will really leave your wife for nothing."
However, classmate Jiang Qingchi not only refused to listen, but also waved his hand decisively--
"You don't care about this, I have my way of love."
"Oh, I hope you don't regret it in the future."
"Absolutely not."
Jiang Qingchi was so firm that he couldn't be firm anymore, and by the way, he gave San'er a look of "I regret I'll eat shit".
San'er suddenly realized that it seemed to be very difficult for him to grow up.
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