Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Xia Tang looked at Pang Yiba in surprise: "You?"

"Your brother didn't tell you?"

Xia Tang shook his head.

"Pang Xuejun is my father's name." Pang Yiba said quite proudly.

Xia Tang recovered from the surprise, and said: "Then I also hope to get the scholarship with my own efforts... Otherwise, I will really be taken over by you..."

Her voice was very low in the second half of the sentence, but Pang Yiba still heard it.

Some unhealthy thoughts suddenly appeared in Pang Yiba's mind...

He suddenly thought of what Gangzi said before, Gangzi said, my sister is only nineteen...

That's right, he's only nineteen, what the hell was he thinking?

During this period of time, because of Xiao Huahua's marriage, he was really hit hard, and sometimes he wanted to talk to someone as soon as possible to relieve the pain of broken love.

But no matter how transferred, you can't think about Xiao Xiatang.

Simply beast!

Pang Yiba silently spurned himself in his heart, and then drove to the destination without saying a word.

When they arrived at the theater, the two parked their cars and queued up to pass the security check.

The two of them have only spoken a few words since they met.

When you arrive at the location, you say "here we are", and when you go through the security check, Pang Yiba asks, "Did you forget your ticket?"

And then nothing else.

Xia Tang was originally quiet, which was normal for others, but Pang Yiba felt that he was very abnormal.

He didn't say a word, but actually said a lot in his heart, and he was in a mess along the way, thinking about everything.

Thinking of my father, thinking of that cruel mother, thinking of how much money I have earned, and there is no one around me who can talk to me...

There were many people in this concert, and Xia Tang stood in front of him.

In front of Xia Tang were a few young men, fighting and shoving, Xia Tang was squeezed by them and bumped into Pang Yiba's arms.

She was thin and small, like a bird hitting Pang Yiba's chest, causing his heart to flutter.

He also took advantage of the opportunity to hug the little girl's waist, and suddenly became ambiguous, and both of them blushed.

Pang Yiba quickly let go, and Xia Tang immediately took a step to the side.

But the touch on the hand is still there, the girl's waist is very thin, very thin, and very soft...

Pang Yiba pressed his hot temples, took a deep breath, and felt that Haicheng was more stuffy than Nancheng.

After passing the security check and checking the tickets, I finally arrived at the grand theater where the concert was held.

Soon after the two were seated, the theater staff reminded everyone to pay attention to the matters in the process of enjoying the concert, such as turning off the ringtone of the mobile phone, not making loud noises, not using flashlights and so on.

Pang Yiba adjusted the phone mode, and silently glanced at the girl beside him.

She seemed very excited and said it was the best auditorium she had ever been to, it was so big and luxurious.

Seeing her shining eyes and her curious look, Pang Yiba felt soft ripples in his heart.

Sitting in the front row of them was a mother with two seven or eight-year-old children, a boy and a girl.

At such a young age, his mother had already brought him to such an elegant concert and felt the influence of art, but for him and Xia Tang, it was the first time in their lives.

He said to Xia Tang: "In the future, if there is a chance, I will take you to a better theater."

She whispered: "Let's see if I can appreciate it first, maybe I don't understand, I fell asleep halfway."

Pang Yiba looked at her with a smile, and said that if he could understand or not, he liked it and thought it sounded good. It didn't matter if he fell asleep, he just listened to the lullaby to relax himself.

Xia Tang turned to look at him, smiling.

"Brother Yiba, you are so kind."

Pang Yiba likes to be praised, but after hearing Xia Tang's words, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Okay, let's listen to the song."

The lights in the venue dimmed, leaving only a row of spotlights on the stage.

The orchestra conductor and performers stepped onto the stage, bowed slightly to the audience, and then took their seats.

With the pick of the baton, the passionate and joyful opening music was played.

This seat has first-class audio-visual, and Pang Yiba also liked today's performance, and he has been listening attentively.

Although he lived a rough life, it did not affect his appreciation of beautiful music.

Who doesn't love beautiful things?

It was Xia Tang who fell asleep instead.

She hugged her shoulders, curled up on the side of the chair, her hair covered half of her face, and fell into a deep sleep...

This is the third song.

Pang Yiba shook his head helplessly, took off his thin coat, put it on her body, and helped her brush her hair.

Xia Tang didn't wake up from the beginning to the end, and slept soundly.

After a while, Pang Yiba couldn't help but look at her, so that he didn't listen to the last few songs in the first half.

His mind was not on music at all, and he didn't know where his mind was.

During the intermission, when the headlights came on, Xia Tang woke up and said, "It's halftime..." Then he sat up straight and stared at the stage in front of him in bewilderment.

The eyes are open, but the person is clearly still asleep...

Putting on his clothes, he didn't care, and wrapped them around his body.

As soon as the second half started, Xia Tang fell asleep again.

Seeing that she was about to fall on the big brother next to him, Pang Yiba quickly hugged her head and pressed it on his shoulder.

She breathed deeply, her warm breath sprinkled on his arms, and the faint aroma of shampoo on her hair made him a little drunk.

He didn't listen too well in the second half either.

Xia Tang almost slept through the audience, and was woken up by the sound of "encore" at the end.

She opened her eyes, a little regretful and very sorry, and said to Pang Yiba: "I'm sorry Brother Yiba, I fell asleep..."

Originally, she invited Pang Yiba to accompany her to the concert, but she fell asleep instead, probably because of this embarrassment.

Pang Yiba didn't care, he just asked her why she was so sleepy, didn't she sleep last night?

She looked at Pang Yiba embarrassingly: "I'm asleep, but I woke up a little early."

"Isn't class starting yet? Why do you wake up so early?"

Only after asking this question did I know that Xia Tang returned to school early to report to the part-time western restaurant first, to make a good impression on the manager by coming early, and to take a leave of absence once in a while to review for the later exams, so as not to be dismissed up.

Pang Yiba didn't speak after hearing this.

The children of the poor are headed home early, and he understands this truth better than anyone else.

But as a person who has survived, in fact, at this time, I really want to give this little sister a hand.

He thought of some funding plan, but before he could say it, the orchestra was playing an encore.

The two had no choice but to stop talking and concentrate on listening to the music.

After the concert was over, Pang Yiba and Xia Tang came to the theater hall. Xia Tang wanted to take a photo with him, saying that although she had fallen asleep, this was the first time in her life, and she wanted to make a souvenir with Brother Yiba .

So the two stood in front of the orchestra's promotional curtain and asked other audience members to help take pictures.

The moment the photo was taken, Xia Tang leaned on Pang Yiba and gently hugged his waist.

Pang Yiba naturally put his arms around her shoulders.

The two faced the camera, leaving the brightest smile this summer.

When the two walked out of the theater, there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

"Brother Yiba, you are really a god of rain. You have been bored for several days, and it rains as soon as you come."

Pang Yiba also looked up at the sky, feeling a little uneasy.

In the past twenty years, every moment of suffering and suffering has been accompanied by rainy days...

"Yeah, I don't know how God will torture me today."