Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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The breathless army coat keeper did not run through the powerful Qin Guan combination, and the baboons behind him also dissatisfied with his incompetence and booed towards the army coat waiting for them.

Qin Guan, who escaped from heaven, followed behind Cong Nianwei with frustration, and dragged his eyebrows out of the zoo.

The fourth stop of memories of youth: failure to install B...

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Looking back at my boyfriend, it is estimated that it took a lot of thought for today's trip, but unfortunately this imaginary Yang Yuhuan did not appear, but instead came a skinny skeleton shelf.

Imagination is full, but reality is so skinny.

But because of his thoughtfulness, isn't it just the two of them, memories of youth?

Cong Nianwei, who turned around, stood in front of Qin Guan with his head down and had no time to stop. In the process of his slack, he grabbed the box of cold popcorn that he was holding in his arms. past.

"It's delicious, although it's cold, it's still sweet."

Yes, the sweetness is not enough, love to come together.

Looking at his girlfriend who didn't dislike her at all, Qin Guan, who was wrapped in a big scarf, also smiled.

"Qin Guan."

"Ok?"

"Since you come to Nanshan Park, please give me a doll..."

"Just over there, the one playing balloons..."

"Row!"

Near the exit of the park gate, there was the last lonely small group of merchants gathered together.

The field piled up by rough prizes, don't have a wild rustic taste.

Qin Guan picked up the simple wooden buttstock nail gun in his hand and used the training marks memorized in his body when he was training military four or five years ago, ending his talk about Y City, about himself, about the student era. Youth memories.

‘Bang, bang, bang...’

Along with the sound of the guns, the colorful balloons burst, and ten bullets hit ten, leaving the little boss who was sitting on the side of the stall hurting.

If all the guests are at this level, he can go home with a roll of paper rolls for the New Year tomorrow.

Accompanied by the winner was the richest prize, and Cong Nianwei pointed at an ugly, very cute big bear inside: "That's it!"

As soon as the little boss's mouth was crooked, he would take off the big white bear that looked a little crooked from the top shelf.

Frightened him, thinking that this seemingly savvy girl would run away in the only remote-controlled car in the audience. Unexpectedly, she chose the toy that would rarely be favored by children. Ugly big bear there.

The little boss happily turned around and handed this big bear over, and also quite intimately dusted the floating soil on the plastic packaging.

"Hold yourself, thank you for your patronage!"

"Ugh."

Some rejoicing Cong Nianwei reported her fullness. This bear really fits her size as she thought.

Both fat and fat legs dipped to the edge of her calf.

The tall and tall Qin Guan on the side took the hand naturally. He took the ugly bear and put it in his arm, pulled Cong Nianwei's little hand, and walked outside the park while opening the news. Discourse.

"This bear's workmanship is really rough."

"But it is cute."

"That's right, it's very ugly, but didn't I bring you a Teddy from the UK?"

"Besides, you are a designer and always stay in the gallery. I don’t believe you will like such a contrasting thing."

Cong Nianwei, who had taken the big bear, watched Qin Guan kick off the bicycle's footrest, and answered the conversation very smoothly.

"I'm used to a bed for two. I go home for the Chinese New Year. I'm a little lonely without you in the cabin.

Qin Guan, who listened to Cong Nianwei's words, couldn't help but move the car forward to make a gesture. With the most surprise and the most incredible look in the world, he looked in the direction of his girlfriend.

The opposite Cong Nianwei, accustomed to coldness, was unreasonably ashamed by his rather coquettish answer.

‘What~~~! "

Suddenly, Qin Guan held the bicycle with one hand, and pulled a large scarf with a tight face around his chin, and stunned toward Cong Nianwei's lips.

Not enough, come again.

In the cold winter, these two merchants at the gate of the bustling park are watching, and under the attention of the students coming and going, they show their love shamelessly.

A tall and handsome, a beautiful and elegant, very eye-catching.

The final result of complacency is the whispering of more and more people around.

"Ah, look at that man, so handsome."

"How do I feel like a star Qin Guan?"

"Where is it? Qin Guan is said to be from City Y, but is he not in the United States? There is no media report on his return to China?"

"Ah! It really looks like it! Is it really Qin Guan?"

After all, they are all living people, and Qin Guan, who discovered his own carelessness, began silent Dafa communication with Cong Nianwei.

Qin Guan: What should I do now?

Cong Nianwei: Calm down, just don't admit it, and they didn't come to confirm.

Qin Guan: And then?

Cong Nianwei: Ride on the car and leave if nothing happens.

Qin Guan: Good!

The two people here calmly began to start their bicycles under the gaze of the surrounding people, but under the roar behind, they broke their merits.

To complain, the urban area of ​​City Y is really a bit narrow, the distance between people is so close, the bad friend Wang Jing who lives directly opposite Nanshan Park, a kung fu who comes down to dump garbage, I saw that he used to be quite For the familiar back.

"Qin Guan! You are back!"

Pig teammate Wang Jing shouted while pulling his pig-head style flip-flops, excited and even forgot to throw out the trash in his hands.

"Hey! Don't run! What are you running! I'm not a ghost!"

"Why! If you're famous, you pretend you don't know?... Hey, hey, I said..."

From the first sentence of Wang Jing, a person with no eyesight, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei knew that it was broken. As expected, the whispering people in the surroundings looked like light bulbs energized instantaneously, with bright glare.

As a couple who have cooperated for many years in a critical situation, now they only have to bury their heads in silence and escape.

Qin Guan's long legs straddled the seat, one foot on the ground, one foot on the pedal, facing Cong Nianwei, like a joint code, said a low and short voice: "Go!"

Cong Nianwei carrying the big bear, without hesitation, ran two steps with the already stared bicycle, and flew one by one, and sat perfectly. (To be continued.)