Qingchuan History

Chapter 502
He looked at Gu Xinglang, completely unaware that the other party had lost his mind, and all he wanted to do was erase the part about the skating car on the same river when he was 12 years old——

Today I will skate with Ruan Xueyin.Gu Xinglang secretly decided on a strategy.At least they should slide together to completely cover the shared memory between her and Ruan Zhong.

"In any case, we have to walk along this river. By the way, it doesn't take much time to see the morning market. Suoning City and Shengjun are not far behind." He listened to his answer, "Do you think so, Mr. Yin?"

Ruan Zhong was noncommittal.

Ice trucks are lined up on both sides of the river.The front and back are pointed, the middle is wide, and it looks like a boat, but it is only enough for one person to ride on it.Shen Ji paid two, one person and one car entered the river.Gu Xinglang, Chunfeng, and Ji Wanling were all newcomers, each holding a wooden stick with a nail at the bottom to fumble around; Ruan Xueyin obviously knew it, but his skills were not good enough, and he could slide; Ruan Zhong, Jing Tingge, and Murong Xun were You can tell a master at a glance, with fast speed and good posture, and after a short effort, you can see the flowers in front of the boat shop far away.

"When will you snatch someone like this?" Jing Ting Ge spoke earnestly at Ruan Zhong, and glanced back, "Hurry up and join her, didn't you see that Gu Xinglang was dragged back by Ji Wanling again?"

Really stuck.Gu Xinglang Chunfeng Chenji is a person with a foundation, and he mastered the trick in a few strokes, but Ji Wanling took a lot of work, spinning around in circles, reminding people of the 12-year-old Ruan Xueyin.

Ruan Zhong turned around.

Shen Ji and Chunfeng also walked to the boat shop, chatting and laughing while picking hairpins.

Gu Xinglang led Ji Wanling tossing along the river.

Ruan Xueyin and Ruan Zhong walked slowly between the sky and the river. No one spoke, they just watched the city.

Accompanied by two or two, it is quiet and good.Jing Tingge chose a pot of dark purple New Year's roses, and Murong Xun put it on the front of the car.

Soon the girls each picked small pots of new year's roses, Chunfeng picked yellow, Ji Wanling picked pink, and Ruan Xueyin bought fiery red.

"I thought you'd be picky," Ruan Zhong said.

"In the past, I didn't like safflower, and thought it was gaudy." Ruan Xueyin smiled, "As I grow older and experience more, my mood has also changed. Except for planting safflower every year, people are brighter." She turned to look at Ruan Zhong,
"Fifth brother is not what he used to be, and he should be brighter, forget the old dreams, and embrace the present."

"I can't sleep in the middle of the night, and the moon shines on Qianshan at midnight. (Note)" Ruan Zhong said softly, feeling at ease.

"These are two poems."

"It's very smooth to read it together. There are not so many unchangeable rules in this world. You and I are not people who follow the rules." Ruan Zhong looked back at her, "Xueyin, everyone has his own way, I don't persuade you, you Don't persuade me either."

Gu Xinglang has already finished the homework on Ji Wanling's end, and quickly slid over, "Do you still want to go shopping? I looked, and there are not many fun things, it's better than a skating car."

Ruan Xueyin greeted Ruan Zhong slightly, and went to the center of the glacier with Gu Xinglang.

The sky and the earth are all white, and the cold is extremely clear.Ruan Xueyin couldn't skate fast, so the two of them got off the sticks and sat on the ice cart, which was more like a walk.

"Finally I don't need to bring it." Gu Xinglang said with a smile.

It is relative to riding a horse. "Finally you don't need to bring it." Ruan Xueyin also laughed.

"Sounds like a pleasure."

"It's what you said. I agree with you, but you're not happy." Ruan Xueyin looked at him from the side, gentle and elegant, completely different from the violent and tyrannical last night.Alcohol can really mess with sex, but you should drink less.

"I was playing hard to get, and I'll take it with you when you tell me." Gu Xinglang shook his head and sighed, "I don't understand the style, when will I be able to open it up."

Ruan Xueyin smiled, but did not answer.Gu Xinglang saw that she was looking far away and didn't know where to put her thoughts, so he threw away the left wooden stick and took her hand.

"Why throw it?" Ruan Xueyin looked down at the sound, and hurriedly stopped to pick it up, "A stick can't slide."

Gu Xinglang held her hand without giving way. "Do you think it is possible for two ice carts to slide together?"

Didn't they skate together?Ruan Xueyin looked at him puzzled.

"That's what I mean." Gu Xinglang moved his left hand down, pulled out the wooden stick in her right hand and threw it away, and took her hand again, "Using the clasped hands as a link, two carts and one cart. Then I use my right hand, you With the left hand, slide at the same time, like a person's left and right hands."

It doesn't make any sense, but if he wants to play, he just needs to be with him.The two then straightened the car body and counted one, two, three in unison to ensure that the timing of the poking sticks hitting the ice was exactly the same.

Drive towards the junction of the endless sky and the river.

Drive towards endless years and long life.

Hand in hand, in unison.

The vast expanse of white ice and snow and the plain white walls and black tiles of Ning'an City kept passing by, and the river became wider and wider, so that Ruan Xueyin had the illusion of sailing on the sea.

"Have you ever been at sea?"

"Yeah." Gu Xinglang also had a similar delusion, his eyes were black and white, like a boy's dream, "Qidong Linhai, when we were 12 years old, we went out with Uncle Li on a boat. I'm afraid there's something wrong, we didn't sail very far."

Ruan Xueyin nodded, "Let's go together if we have a chance. I haven't seen the sea yet."

"Of course there is a chance. It will last for decades. When you want to go, I will arrange it."

Ruan Xueyin just laughed and didn't say anything more.

Gu Xinglang's heart was empty for no reason, and he squeezed her hand tightly, "Xiaoxue."

"Ah."

"Last night you said you were going back to Pengxi Mountain,"

"Drunken joke."

She picked it up quickly, which made him worry.

"Really." He turned to look at her, and the two of them stopped on the big ice.

"Jing Tingge won't go back." Ruan Xueyin smiled and looked at him, "So when she answers me, she will answer this kind of question. It's a fake topic." After a short pause, she continued:
"So you did because of that last night."

But the ruthlessness makes people still have lingering fears at this moment.Her legs were sore and weak, and the pain in her lower back was rising faintly. She let go of her efforts to forcefully support the skateboard, and her whole body was a little skewed.

Gu Xinglang noticed the change in her state, held her hand and rubbed it lightly, "Does it hurt?"

Discussing this kind of thing in broad daylight, even if there is no one around, Ruan Xueyin still feels that the world is open to the eyes. "It's better. Don't you ever—"

She wanted to say stop drinking like this.

Obviously Gu Xinglang misunderstood, "It won't happen. Next time if you do this again, just push me."

Ruan Xueyin wondered if she didn't push it last night.

"Or pinch me."

Did you pinch last night?

"If you don't hit me again."

Did you not play last night?

"If you really have no choice, just bite. Bite to death."

Ruan Xueyin choked speechlessly, wondering if she had bitten too little.Pushing, pinching, beating, biting, and even begging, it was not only futile to resist, but he pushed back harder, just like some kind of fun.

After a long while, she quietly asked: "Can I play?"

Gu Xinglang was completely serious about responding to his needs and thinking of apologizing, he was a little startled when he heard the words, and answered righteously:
"Yes." He coughed again, in a low voice:

"But don't kick it. It hurts the baby."

Ruan Xueyin took a long time to react before she understood what the so-called "hurt the child" meant, so she pulled out her hand and hammered him, but Gu Xinglang held him still.

"Understood." He smiled, "There will never be a next time."

　Thank you cc baby, the girl who loves to read old sayings monthly ticket 2333 ~ Dream back to the late night and can't sleep - Li Zhong's "Thinking of the People";

　　
　
(End of this chapter)