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[The previous chapter was written three times, adding a total of 3,500 words, which is equivalent to almost two chapters of free category. Aoyuki is a person who is very serious about writing.

In the morning, the three -in -one one of the six thousand words]

PS: When I changed it, I found that "Qingshi Lane" had been used last time, so I changed a BGM, and the "Xie Friends" was sent out.

Late in the sky, the neon of the ancient capital city is like the flame of the city in the sky. After all, it has reached autumn. The night breeze on the side of the two is cool. Although Cheng Mo can't see Xie Yan, he can smell her with

The breath of mint flavor can also feel the warmth of her bracelet on her waist.

At this time, the summer night in Beijing made people feel comfortable in physical and mental. There were a little falling leaves and small white flowers under the dim street lights.

The clusters of white osmanthus is like a stunned star hanging on the branches. The aroma of elegant and long osmanthus fluttering in the wind, making people's hearts poetic.

Because there are very few pedestrians because of the welcome party, Cheng Mo carried Xie Yan on the Tsinghua campus. Both of them did not speak. Maybe I was thinking about how to speak such a meeting.

I don't want to break this atmosphere. In short, even if they don't speak, the two are not embarrassing at all, like lovers who have lived together for a long time together.

When the bicycle was going out of the southeast gate, he stood at the door with a red -sleeved old man and waved his hands to stop.

He was sweating and the brakes were stunned, and the car was parked, and he supported the ground with one foot, but Xie Yan still held his waist and did not come down.

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Cheng Xie clearly clearly cannot carry people by cycling in most areas of Huaxia, but there should be no problems on campus.

At this moment, I felt that this kind of kind man in front of him was a little gossip.

The old man shook his head, "If I don't care, you are young, but you are young! Personate in the romance, and don't look at how dangerous to ride a bicycle in a long skirt, hurry up."

Cheng Mo turned his head and looked at Xie Yan's long skirt, thinking that he didn't notice this detail without riding a bicycle, but Xie Yan's skirt was probably a anti -gravity long skirt. It could not be blown up by the wind.

Enter the wheel or chain.

However, no matter whether it is, the uncle is still kind, and Cheng Mo also felt that Xie Xun's anti -gravity state was a bit shocking, so he said to Xie Xun: "Don't you get a little shorter?"

Xie Xun nodded, jumped off from the back seat of the bicycle, and said to Cheng Mo: "How short you see how short it is torn and short."

Cheng silently "oh" a loud noise on the side of the road, squatting down and planning to help Xie Yan to tear the white lace jacket long skirt into a short skirt. At this time

The Beijing film said, "Oh! What are you doing? This skirt is very expensive at a glance? How much is it a pity? A few steps near you, if you are far away, find such a beautiful girlfriend, and also

Can't bear to spend money to get a car? "

For such an enthusiastic uncle, Cheng Mo couldn't cry and laugh, thinking: I want to take a taxi, but Xie Xun is afraid of unwillingness. No matter what the two people get along with the mode of getting along, at least today, Cheng Mo intends to listen to Xie Yan's arrangements, and

Xie Yan's requirements are actually not too much.

According to the navigation, it is only about 30 kilometers. It is more than seven hours by walking. It is enough to ride a bicycle for five hours.

Cheng Mo hadn't spoken the old man, he heard Xie Xun said faintly: "Uncle, my skirt is very cheap, tears when it is torn, it doesn't matter."

The old man looked at Xie Xun, hesitated for a while, and he would pull aside for a while. He whispered: "Lady, my Wang Zhankui has been watching the door in Tsinghua for so many years.

Come out a pair of fire eyes and golden eyes "

The old man with a pale hair pointed at Xie Yan standing under the street light and said, "You see this fabric, the glossy, the percent of the white is silk.

After covering the golden line. You are looking at the light print, I tell you that it is definitely not the machine that is pressed up. There is no such floating three -dimensional when the machine is pressed. I don’t need to touch it.

Sculpture, iron must be embroidered by hand; you are looking at the stamens in the printed flower, you turn your clothes over, you can definitely see it. I told you with silver silk.

In the Qing Dynasty, it was at least a good object that the county owner, and the grid could be worn.

The old man thought about it and said, "According to our current price, there is no 8,000 thousand thousand, and you must not get it or what brand of goods or luxury goods, then it is old.

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Cheng Mo did not expect that the old man who looked at the door of Tsinghua was so capable, and he was a little surprised, so he said, "Then I won't tear, it's not far away anyway, I pushed a bicycle with her.

"

The old man dumped his head again, and looked at Cheng Mo with a contempt: "Do you think I tell you so much for this?"

Cheng Mo didn't dislike the old man. Instead, he asked with interest: "Why is that?"

The old man patted Cheng Mo's arm with his back, "Really, you should cherish such a good girl. For others to take your bicycle, such expensive skirts don't care, but I really like you, unlike some women, unlike some women.

I would rather sit in BMW in this year, BMW, at least Logos, I would rather sit in Rolls -Royssi crying, nor willing to sit in the back seat of a bicycle. "

Cheng Mo did not expect that what the old man wanted to say was the matter, thinking: As a qualified soft rice man, it should be that I sit in the Rolls -Royisi of Xie Yan.

He looked at the time and felt that he couldn't continue to delay, and nodded, and said, "I know, she is really good, I don’t dislike my identity poor background."

When saying this, Cheng Mo thought so from the bottom of his heart. Even if he is now a candidate, he can see his clearly identity, and there is still an indescribable sky.

The old man sighed, his expression was a bit lonely. At first glance, he was a person with a story. Cheng Mo did not plan to explore, and then said: "Thank you, then I'll go first."

The old man nodded, and Cheng Mo turned to push the bicycle. He planned to go out with Xie Yan before tearing the skirt shortly.

He turned his head silent, and didn't impatient it at all. He seriously asked: "Do you have something to explain?"

The old man smiled and said, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Cheng Mo scratched a bit of messy hair, "Her shoes were broken, and I put on my shoes."

The old man stretched out his thumb at Cheng Mo, "Yes, how many yards do you wear?"

"42." Cheng Mo said.

The old man waved and said, "You wait."

Cheng Mo responded "good", the old man turned back to the sentry box, and Cheng Mo turned and said softly to Xie Yan again, "Wait a little."

Xie Yan, who was standing under the street light, nodded. For Cheng Mo, every time he looked at Xie Yan, he enjoyed it, just like admiring huge posters.

After a while, the old man took a pair of green liberation shoes from the gangster on the side and handed it to Cheng Mo: "Put on it."

Cheng Mo quickly took out his mobile phone and asked, "How much is it?"

The old man shook his head, "Cheap goods, what kind of money is not money, just don't dislike it."

Cheng Mo had no arrogance. After saying "Thank you", he put his shoes on his feet. After tie the shoelaces, he walked towards Xie Xun. When the street lights were pushed, Cheng Mo said:

"I take off when I get out of the campus."

Xie Yan looked down at the green and cheap liberation shoes under the silent feet, and said, "Look at the face of the old man, allow you to wear it!"

"This is what you said, not what I asked." Cheng Mo said.

Xie Yan stepped on Cheng Mo's canvas shoes lightly and walked towards the gate of the school. When he passed by the old man, he said seriously to the old man: "Thank you." I don’t know.

I still thank the old man for giving Cheng Mo's shoes.

Cheng Mo pushed the bicycle to follow up, and told the old man again that "thank you" and "goodbye". The two went out of the Tsinghua campus and walked a distance.

Tear the skirt short.

Cheng S silent hesitated, stopped the bicycle on the side of the road and said, "Wait, let me buy a needle line."

Xie Yan looked at Cheng Mo, and said lightly: "The delay time is yourself. If you can't catch up with the plane, you must accept punishment."

Cheng Mo didn't look back, but just raised his hand to compare the gesture of "OK", and quickly ran into a convenience store not far away. Then he ran back with the needle wire bag he bought in less than three minutes.

It was pulled under the street lights of the sidewalk, and pushed the bicycle over again, and asked Xie Xun to sit in the back seat, and he picked the thinnest needle from the needle line, squinted his eyes to put the white line through the past.

After the end of the end of the line, Cheng Mo squatted in front of Xie Yan, holding the white line, and looked at the length of the skirt carefully. He carefully folded the skirt inside, revealing Xie Xun's smooth and slender calf, starting to wear a needle, and the length will be long.

The skirt is sewn into a half -knee skirt.

Pedestrians passing by are watching this couple who is weird under the street lamp. Xie Xun asked: "What are the troubles about doing it? It's not like your style."

Cheng Xizhu stared at the routing, the lights of the shop along the street illuminated most of the sidewalks, and the colorful neon cast a flashing color on the hexagonal floor tiles. He whispered: "This skirt should be very expensive.

It is a bit commemorative, it is a pity that it is a pity. "

Xie Yan said, "There is no need to keep it."

After a while, Cheng Mo said, "I'm not a person who reads the old people, but sometimes I think those familiar objects can give us some comfort. I like to see you wearing this skirt, as if it is right for you

We mean the same way. "

Xie Yan was silent. I don't know why she did not say the second sentence "I don't want to wear it next time". She couldn't help but stroke the sweat of the silent forehead and cheeks.

Cheng Mo felt warm on his forehead. Those wet water stains disappeared like evaporation. The forehead cheeks have a sense of comfort, like washing the face refreshing.

As I asked while sewing: "Is that cosmic holographic projection made by your use of skills?"

Xie Yan said "um" and said, "It's not difficult, as long as a vision fence is made in the air, you can do it in controlling photons."

"Then you have to practice for a long time?"

Xie Yan said he dismissed: "The small skills of carving insects were practiced by myself, just to welcome the new party.

"Why is it ended on May 20?"

"Pick a day casually, why, on May 20th, it has a special significance to you? That is really a coincidence." Xie Yan said.

Cheng Mohou took the corner of his mouth, hit the head of the thread, and then put down the already sewn skirt.

Xie Yan bit his lips and glanced at his face without looking, and sat on the bicycle.
To be continued...