Little Love Song

Jiang Chen and Shao Bohan were unfamiliar and played only one basketball game.

Shao Bohan left Yancheng in his second year, and Liu Xiaomeng didn't interact with him much.

Suddenly there was a Shao Bohan on the three people's table, everyone felt a little embarrassed, didn't chat much, and quickly finished eating.

Immediately after the checkout, Shao Bohan coughed twice: "Let's settle the previous share together."

The waiter froze for a while, and smiled politely: "It's our fault that the plate is broken, sir. I'm not hurting you. I'm really sorry."

Shao Bohan took out his bank card and handed it over: "Let's do it together."

The waiter resigned several times, and Shao Bohan called the manager directly to settle the money for the two steaks.

I am afraid the restaurant manager has never seen such a "sincere" person. It is normal for customers in the catering industry to accidentally break the tableware, and it is impossible to compensate. Unexpectedly, the young man was very firm in paying the money.

The manager personally sent the four of Ning'er out of the restaurant, giving Shao Bohan a respectful look.

There are really such honest people in this world!

Ning Er with a blank expression on his face: "???"

Conscious Shao Bohan: "..."

The art exhibition opened at two in the afternoon, and the four people waited for an hour before wandering in the mall.

Yancheng is located in Jiangnan, a small third-tier city in the province of Jiangsu. There is no fast and tense pace of life like Haicheng. In the summer vacation, parents can be seen everywhere in the mall with their children playing games in the recreation area.

Ning Er was strictly controlled by his parents since he was a child, and he had few opportunities to play. Jiang Chen is different. Several large shopping malls and pedestrian streets in the center of Yan City are all connected.

"Ning Er, I remember when I was in junior high school ... It should be junior high school. Do you remember, we met one time in Golden Eagle." When walking to a store, Jiang Chen pointed to the shop door and said, "Well, Right here. It's going to be Chinese New Year at that time, my mother took me to buy Chinese New Year clothes, and your mother also took you to buy clothes. Don't you know, you've hurt me! "

Ning Er never heard such a thing: "How did I hurt you?"

Jiang Chen, who was so impressed, complained aggrievedly: "My mother saw that the New Year's padded jacket you bought is particularly good-looking, so she planned to buy me a similar one. As a result, I tried several pieces ... she said I was ugly Dead, boasting you well, keep hurting me! "

Liu Xiaomeng: "Well."

Ning Er: "..."

Jiang Chen is tall and strong, not so good-looking, but also pretty good-looking. He pretended to be a pitiful look at this moment, with a special sense of contrast, making Liu Xiaomeng laugh again and again.

Where does Ning Er remember what happened two years ago? Maybe it was compiled by Jiang Chen in exchange for the girl's favor. Ning Er followed him, but thought to himself: Shao Bohan has always been a child of someone else's house here, but he did not expect that he would have the opportunity to become a child of someone else's heart ...

Thinking of this, he secretly looked at Shao Bohan.

At this look, Ning Er froze slightly, and saw Shao Bohan standing in front of the glass window of a children's clothing store, looking down at the plastic boy model inside.

Jiang Chen and Liu Xiaomeng talked and went away. Ning Er wanted to tell him to come quickly: "What are you looking at, can you leave now?"

Shao Bohan's gaze was fixed on the little blue clothes. After looking for a while, he turned to look at Ning'er: "Like it?"

Ning Er did not respond: "Like what?"

"like you."

Only then did Ning Er find that the boy model was also wearing a denim jacket, much like the clothes he wears today.

Ning Er didn't understand why Shao Bohan suddenly cared so much about his dress: "We're going to the exhibition, you don't have time anymore, and you have to buy tickets on the spot."

Shao Bohan: "I remember wearing a white down jacket when you were in the first grade. The round one."

Ning Er thought for a long time, suddenly remembered what the dress was, and the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, whispering: "How do you remember that? It was my first-year Chinese New Year clothes. My mother bought a size one and wore it. It just looks like a pig, but it doesn't work. "

Residents of Yancheng go to the streets every new year to buy a new set of clothes for their children. For rich people, they may not have this custom, and they can buy clothes anytime. But for children with ordinary family conditions like Ning'er and Jiang Chen, they look forward to Chinese New Year clothes every year, because only once this year they will go to buy the best clothes.

From head to toe, I even bought all my shoes. Can any child not expect it?

Now in high school, Ning Er has grown up and no longer expects this. But he remembers that when he was a kid, every year when the winter vacation just started, the whole class would proudly put on their new year's clothes.

Boys are fine, girls' new clothes are more beautiful, one looks better than the other.

Shao Bohan was talking about the New Year's clothes worn by Ning'er in the first year of winter vacation. That clothes looked pretty good, but they were simply a ball! Ning Er looked forward to the whole year's new clothes turned into a ball, but he was bad.

Grandma Shao is old and will not go out shopping specifically to buy new clothes for Shao Bohan, but Shao Bohan's parents will send him items from Haicheng every few days, including new clothes.

That winter, Ning Er was like a small white ball, and Shao Bohan wore a big-name camel coat, or a custom-made children's clothing, which was personal and handsome.

Ning Er looked at him and then looked at himself, and really felt that his new clothes did not look good at all. His only comfort was that Shao Bohan's clothes were so cold that it must be cold, and his thick down jacket was not cold at all.

"Where is it like a pig, especially like a penguin."

Ning Er's thoughts were suddenly interrupted: "Ah? Penguin?"

Shao Bohan took out his mobile phone and found the video of the little penguin walking. His face was reddish slightly, but his mouth was calm: "It doesn't look like this little penguin." Super cute.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a slick little penguin walks forward and shakes left and right. Well, suddenly fell to the ground, and the little penguin fluttered his little fat legs on the ground. The penguin father hurried over to arch it, and arched the little penguin up for a long time.

Ning Er: "..."

Is he so stupid! !! !!

Ning Er ignored Shao Bohan and caught up with Jiang Chen and Liu Xiaomeng.

The four officially entered the exhibition center to visit the art exhibition.

It may be because the fare is too expensive, or it may be because the artist is not well-known. There are very few people in the exhibition hall, and there are only a few people visiting the huge venue.

Jiang Chen apparently did a lot of homework. He accompanied Liu Xiaomeng to watch the paintings, and he was right.

Ning Er followed behind them, didn't want to be a light bulb at all, and looked at it casually, but couldn't understand these abstract works at all.

In the sparse crowd, Shao Bohan put his hands in his pockets and looked around casually. He seemed very casual and didn't pay attention to the situation before, but Yu Guang kept staring at Ning Er. The more this looks ... the more wrong!

Ning Er and Liu Xiaomeng were separated by a distance of two or three meters, and they never even said a word to Liu Xiaomeng. On the contrary, Jiang Chen, who had been eager to Liu Xiaomeng, couldn't hide that little thought.

Shao Bohan's heart moved slowly, and he slowly noticed the anomaly.

When he came to a corner, he moved to Ning Er's side and said casually, "Don't you go and chat with them?"

Ning Er didn't think too much and asked subconsciously: "Why should I chat with them?"

Shao Bohan flashed a thought in his head, his face was indifferent, but his eyes stared straight at Ning Er, waiting to see his expression, his tone casually: "Your friend ... like Liu Xiaomeng?"

Ning Er's feet staggered.

Jiang Chen's love for Liu Xiaomeng was too obvious. I'm afraid even Liu Xiaomeng was aware of it, and it was nothing to say. Shao Bohan still cares about this ...

Ning Er deliberately said: "Yes, Jiang Chen likes Liu Xiaomeng. He bought the tickets for this painting exhibition, and he and Liu Xiaomeng are not familiar, so please help me invite Liu Xiaomeng." After a pause, Ning Er looked up and took seriously Looking at Shao Bohan: "Jiang Chen is very attentive and he has done a lot of preparation." So even if Liu Xiaomeng likes you, Jiang Chen is not completely without a chance, maybe you have to retreat!

Shao Bohan did not notice Ning Er's voice-over, he only noticed: "You said Jiang Chen bought the ticket?"

Ning Er nodded strongly, "Yeah."

Shao Bohan hid the surprise in his eyes and coughed twice: "Are you here to help Jiang Chen chase Liu Xiaomeng?"

Ning Er thought that something was strange, but nodded.

Shao Bohan suddenly felt relieved.

He turned to look at Jiang Chen, not far away, and suddenly how he felt that this person was very pleasing to the eye! She also has a special vision, likes Liu Xiaomeng, and pursues it so carefully. What a good man! Quickly catch up, such a good man Liu Xiaomeng must not be missed.

At this time, Jiang Chen didn't know what to say with Liu Xiaomeng. Liu Xiaomeng turned to look at it: "Ning Er, Shao Bohan, why don't you just come to see the painting?"

Ning Er did not want to be a light bulb, but Liu Xiaomeng shouted. He was not good.

Ning Er walked forward helplessly, grabbed his wrist, and looked back stupidly.

Shao Bohan raised an eyebrow at him: "Want to leave?"

Ning Er hesitated: "Aren't you going to watch pictures with her ...?"

Shao Bohan took it for granted: "I can't understand this kind of abstract thing and see what they do."

Ning Er stared blankly at him: "... really out of difficulty?"

"Hear back? What?"

Ning Er shook his head: "How to get there?" He didn't want to bother to be a light bulb.

"Relax, look at me."

Liu Xiaomeng and Jiang Chen stood in front of a messy line drawing and were admiring it. Shao Bohan suddenly heard a voice behind him: "Little ear, what's wrong with you?"

They immediately looked back.

Ning Er still didn't understand what happened, a strong arm raised his waist, Shao Bohan quickly hugged him horizontally. Ning Er reflexively wanted to look up and ask him what he wanted to do, but Shao Bohan instantly clasped his back, pressing his head firmly into his arms.

Ning Er froze.

Jiang Chen came over: "What's wrong?"

Shao Bohan didn't change his face: "Small ears are not good from an early age. It may be a stomach ailment. I'll take him to the hospital first."

Liu Xiaomeng hurriedly said, "Why is this happening, wasn't it okay just now? Let's go to the hospital."

"No need, I'll send him just fine." Shao Bohan gripped Ning Er's knee with one hand, holding his waist with the other. As he spoke, he gently squeezed Ning Er's waist with his hand, "Right, little ears?"

At that moment, Ning Er froze, and a strange sensation filled the waist. He pretended to have a weak voice: "Well ... yes, I'm fine, just take some medicine."

What did Liu Xiaomeng want to say, Shao Bohan quickly winked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen suddenly understood, and quickly persuaded Liu Xiaomeng: "Ah ... Yes! I also know about Ning Er's stomach problems, which is really not a big deal. He told me that his stomach is very expensive and looks very painful. Seriously, it's not a big deal, just take some stomach medicine. "

Shao Bohan cut his sword quickly: "I took him to the hospital, and you take your time."

Shao Bohan hugged Ning Er and strode out of the exhibition hall.

Ning Er rarely lied before, and he was so ashamed that he lied so much today. At this moment, Shao Bohan was held in his arms, his face was shy and hot. He buried his face in Shao Bohan's chest by "stomach disease", and was afraid to raise his head.

The spacious chest was hot and warm, and Ning Er gradually relaxed. Shao Bohan put his hand on his waist, and the hot temperature was transmitted through the thin cloth and spread to all around. He slowly got shy, his heartbeat accelerated a little bit, getting faster and faster, and he only heard bursts of heartbeat sounding in his ear.

... Wait, wait, this doesn't seem to be his heartbeat?

Ning Er raised his head blankly, his cheeks crossing a certain point in Shao Bohan's chest, and looked up at him quietly.

"Shao Bohan, why does your heart beat so fast?"

At the moment when Ning Er looked up, he didn't even realize where he was stinging. Shao Bohan's body shook, and he was almost stiffened by his ears. His ears couldn't help getting hot, but rather his ears were still unconsciously leaning against his chest, and his cheeks were pinching somewhere on him, making his fingers squirt Shivering, the rush of heat rushed down.

Shao Bohan has been brewing for a long time, and said with a stern face: "Holding you so much exercise, of course, my heartbeat has accelerated."

Ning Er: "..."

Ning Er struggled for a while, and for a while, jumped out of Shao Bohan's princess hug.

Shao Bohan looked strangely at the half of the cheek that Ning Er was leaning against his chest. Once Ning Er looked at him, he quickly retracted his gaze. On the surface, there was a calm appearance, but the ears were already red.

"Well, you can go now." Ning Er stepped forward and ignored Shao Bohan.

Shao Bohan: "Since it's all out, Xiaoer, I just saw a video game city on the third floor. Let's go there for a while.

"You have to play yourself, I'll go back and do my homework."

Ning Er had just taken a step, and his wrist was yanked. He looked back.

Shao Bohan: "You're going out now, maybe you just met them and watched the exhibition."

Ning Er was speechless for a while.

Shao Bohan raised his lips and showed a bad smile: "When we were young, we played video games, and you hardly ever beat me. Xiao Er, I have n’t played games for eight years now. Would you like to play with me again? ? "

The author has something to say: Shao Bohan [covering his chest]: Little ears, you big pervert! !! !!

Ning Er: ... [Who is the big satyr in the end! !! !! 】