Dijinpingxie

After dinner that day, Wu Xie forcibly pulled Zhang Qiling up from the bed and said that he was going to take a walk by the West Lake.

Zhang Qiling couldn't resist him, so he got up, washed his face and changed his clothes, and then went out with Wu Xie.

In the evening, there had just been a thunderstorm outside, the temperature was not too high, and the air was filled with the smell of earth, which was exceptionally fresh.

Looking at the long-lost scenery by the West Lake, Zhang Qiling felt a little nostalgic.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Seeing that a sightseeing car was about to hit Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie grabbed the arm of the person next to him and pulled him out, "Even this kind of small car can kill people , walk carefully!"

Zhang Qiling casually said "En", but only looked down at Wu Xie's hand holding his arm.

Wu Xie's fingers were fair and slender, with a warm temperature on their pads, and Zhang Qiling found that he liked this kind of touch very much.

Sensing Zhang Qiling's gaze, Wu Xie let go of his hand in embarrassment: "That, little brother..."

"Let's go." Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie without any deep meaning, and walked forward.

Wu Xie couldn't figure out what Zhang Qiling was thinking for a while, so he could only take two quick steps to follow.

The two walked along the edge of the West Lake at a leisurely pace. Every time they went to a scenic spot, Wu Xie would tell Zhang Qiling about the cultural history of this place in detail, as if they were professional companions.

Zhang Qiling listened quietly at first, but when he came to a certain place, he stopped suddenly.

"Are you thirsty?"

"Ah? What?" Wu Xie was talking vigorously, but was suddenly interrupted by Zhang Qiling, and he didn't react for a while.

"I said..." Zhang Qiling sighed helplessly, "You've talked all the way, aren't you thirsty?"

"Uh..." Wu Xie pursed her lips, her lips were indeed a little dry.

Zhang Qiling coughed lightly and said, "I'm going to buy water."

"Ah, no need..." Wu Xie shook his head quickly, jokingly asked Zhang Qiling to buy water, how could he be so bold, "I... go by myself."

"Wait where you are!" Zhang Qiling said to Wu Xie, and walked away with his long legs without looking back.

"Okay..." Wu Xie watched Zhang Qiling go away, then turned around, leaned against a lamp post by the lake, and quietly looked at the West Lake where the lights were just coming up.

Due to the fact that it has just rained, the water surface of the West Lake is wider than usual. At this moment, Wu Xie is located near Fenghe in Quyuan, so as far as the eye can see, there are green lotus leaves and tender lotus flowers everywhere, and the breeze blows by. , but also brings the fragrance of flowers, which is refreshing.

Although Wu Xie lived in Hangzhou since he was a child, he really rarely came to the West Lake to hang out in such a midsummer.

After all, it would definitely not be a pleasant thing for a man who has been single for many years to come to this kind of dating sanctuary to see lovers.

And I will bring Zhang Qiling here...

perhaps……

I just want to let the person who cares take a look at the beautiful scenery here.

Zhang Qiling bought two bottles of water from the nearest canteen and came back to where Wu Xie was, only to see Wu Xie talking to a child.

The slender handsome young man half-kneeled to match the child's height, with a considerate and gentle expression on his face. This scene gradually overlapped with Zhang Qiling's memories of 18 years ago, and made him feel warm.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiling quickly walked two steps to the side of the two, bowed his head condescendingly and asked Wu Xie: "What's wrong?"

"Ah, little brother..." Seeing Zhang Qiling come back, Wu Xie patted the boy on the head and stood up, saying, "He got separated from his parents, I saw him alone in the crowd so I called him over..."

Zhang Qiling raised his eyebrows lightly: "So?"

"So, let's wait for his parents here for a while?"

Zhang Qiling said "En", handed a bottle of water to Wu Xie, and said softly, "You've always been so nosy."

Wu Xie replied subconsciously: "Not really, occasionally."

Then he discovered that what Zhang Qiling had just used was a declarative sentence, but since the words had already been spoken, Wu Xie just continued on the way: "On the contrary, once, when I was very young, I saw a lost person near here. Child."

Zhang Qiling opened the mineral water and took a sip before slowly saying, "It's not that I got lost."

"What?" Wu Xie couldn't keep up with his train of thought.

"I'm just waiting for my grandpa."

"Huh?" Wu Xie continued to be stuck.

"That child, it's me." Zhang Qiling put the cap on the bottle, raised his hand and rumpled Wu Xie's hair, "The half bunch of candied haws you gave me is really hard to eat."

"Hmm..." Wu Xie tilted her head and looked at Zhang Qiling in a trance. It sounded like they were talking about the same thing.

That is to say, Zhang Qiling is that expressionless kid back then?

How can this be?This is too coincidental, right? !

Wu Xie slowly recalled the scene from 18 years ago in his mind. Too much time has passed, and he was only a little bit old at that time. It is already a great thing to remember that such an event existed.

However, it seems...

The small figure deep in the memory gradually overlapped with the slender and well-proportioned figure of the person in front of him, and the fit was beyond measure.

Probably Zhang Qiling really...

"So..." Wu Xie swallowed, "When did you know that I belonged to that child?"

"At first." Zhang Qiling's forehead hair was a little messy by the wind blowing by the lake, which gave Wu Xie the urge to straighten them out.

"At first?" Wu Xie took his eyes away from Zhang Qiling's hair, "When I asked you for directions?"

"kindness."

"So, you helped me for that because you recognized me?"

"kindness."

"..." Wu Xie sighed.

So, no matter how you look at it, Zhang Qiling doesn't look like the kind-hearted person who is willing to help passers-by. Sure enough, there is a reason for the incident.

But, where did Zhang Qiling get the confidence to be able to confirm at a glance that he is the kid who had only met him 18 years ago?

Forget it, it's useless to think about it.

Wu Xie blinked, turned to face Zhang Qiling, then raised her hand to help him cut his hair.

What was rare, Zhang Qiling didn't show any displeasure, just stood there quietly, letting Wu Xie toss about.

The little boy who got lost with his parents didn't cry, and stood obediently beside Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling, watching the intimacy between them blankly.

Ten minutes later, the little boy's parents finally found the child, thanked them a thousand times, and took the child away.

The child was cute, and when he left, he said, "Beautiful brother and beautiful brother goodbye."

"Beautiful brother..." Wu Xie smiled cheerfully while holding her stomach, "What kind of word is this?"

"Adjective." Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie and asked, "Do you want to continue walking?"

"Let me see, um, it's still early enough for us to finish circling the West Lake." Wu Xie reached out and pulled Zhang Qiling's clothes, "Let's go."

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