After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Jiang Fuyue and Xie Dingyuan left Liuxianju and walked along the pedestrian street.

The night wind blew lightly, bringing bursts of coolness.

"Won't it be too sweet?" the man said suddenly.

Jiang Fuyue just fed the last rock candied haws into her mouth, and after swallowing it, said, "It's okay."

"You seem to like sweets?"

"Like it." She smiled.

Xie Dingyuan also laughed.

"What to eat?"

Jiang Fuyue thought for a while: "Hotpot."

Men are not surprised at all.

"Walk."

A quarter of an hour later, the two sat down at a hot pot restaurant with a good business on the street.

There are no private rooms, only hall seats.

There was a hustle and bustle, people came and went, and there was white gas in the middle of each table, and the fireworks in the world were reflected to the extreme at this moment.

Xie Dingyuan took the pen handed by the waiter, and now he is very skilled in ordering food.

Soon, the dishes were all ready, all of which Jiang Fuyue liked to eat.

Mostly meat, with fresh mushrooms and vegetables.

"Want something to drink?"

Jiang Fuyue: "Canned herbal tea."

Xie Dingyuan called the waiter, maybe it was too noisy around and the other party didn't hear it, so he simply got up and went to get it himself.

Then he opened the tab, inserted the straw, and put it by Jiang Fuyue's hand.

"Normal temperature, okay?"

The girl nodded.

Xie Dingyuan spent most of the time helping Jiang Fuyue with vegetables.

"You eat too!"

"I've eaten at Minghui Hall, and I'm still not hungry."

Jiang Fuyue nodded, no longer reluctantly, and focused on her bowl.

She stared at the boiling pot, he stared at her, occasionally using a slotted spoon to help her catch fish that slipped through the bottom of the soup.

Everything is so harmonious.

Except for the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lao Jin had a panoramic view of this scene.

Originally, they were going to take a taxi back to the apartment, but in the middle of the way, Lao Bai said that the paper had been broken for several days at home, and they had to go to the supermarket.

When Lao Jin thought about it, it was indeed time to add some daily necessities.

The four big men asked the driver to turn to Chunfeng Street, where they happily went to the supermarket together.

Unexpectedly, after walking out, passing a hot pot restaurant, I saw this? !

pat-

Lao Jin's shopping bag fell off, and the contents rolled out.

It's a pity that no one cares to pick it up.

They all stared at Professor Xie, who was cooking food for Jiang Fuyue, as if he had seen some kind of alien creature.

Lao Jin: "Why do I remember that Professor Xie doesn't eat hot pot?"

Ding Yu: "Maybe... don't eat with us?"

Liu Guan: "You can be polite."

Old Bai: "It turns out that the professor will also serve people dishes, depending on the level of proficiency, it is estimated that it is not once or twice. I said that last time I saw them coming out of the laboratory building together during the vacation time, and you don't believe it. Now Did you see it?"

Liu Guan: "Actually, this doesn't mean anything. It's just a meal and a dish."

No kiss, no hug, no hug.

Lao Jin: "This is the world behind the two of us, what can't it explain? Are you kidding me?"

"That's right!" Old Bai was still firm in his judgment: "I didn't see Professor Xie and I in the world, eating hot pot with me, and eating vegetables?"

Lao Jin thinks about that picture, uh...

Too beautiful to look at.

"Wait, I'll take a photo..." Lao Bai took out his phone.

Click!

Just at this moment, Xie Dingyuan looked here, and the expressions of several people changed suddenly, and they ran away.

The old gold shopping bag didn't have time to pick it up.

Jiang Fuyue: "What are you looking at?"

Xie Dingyuan looked back and shook his head: "It's okay, just a few curious sparrows."

"?"

After eating this meal, Jiang Fuyue was really full.

Xie Dingyuan went to checkout.

She took her coat and his coat and went out and waited at the door.

The night wind is blowing, and the cold is deepening.

Winter is getting closer and closer, and the ginkgo trees planted on both sides of the road have fallen leaves in large areas, laying large golden patches on the ground.

"Okay." Xie Dingyuan came out quickly.

Jiang Fuyue handed him the coat.

A hot pot smell came to his face. If Xie Dingyuan had to frown before, he would have thrown it away on the spot with disgust.

But at this moment, he took it with his face as usual, and put it back on his body slowly and slowly.

Seeing that Jiang Fuyue couldn't fit the cuff when wearing it, he reached out and held it, "This way..."

"Thank you." She fastened her buttons and raised her eyes with a smile.

Xie Dingyuan also hooked his lips: "Let's go?"

"Well." Just in time for digestion, hiccup...

"There is a square in front of it, there are a lot of performers, go take a look?"

"OK."

The square was crowded and crowded.

On the left is the square dance area, and a group of aunts twisted their waists to the music.

At first glance, it looks pretty neat.

To the right are small vendors who set up stalls, some sell antiques and jades, some put film on mobile phones, and there are ten pieces of daily necessities and department stores to choose from...

Continue to move forward, it is the performance scene that Xie Dingyuan said.

"Acrobatics?" Jiang Fuyue looked at a man and a woman whose bodies were surprisingly flexible, tossing and flipping back and forth.

Xie Dingyuan: "Well. It should be a member of the acrobatic band resident in Linhuai. When there is no training, he comes out to make money by performing arts."

Jiang Fuyue applauded after watching the show.

Then he took out his mobile phone, scanned the code, and transferred 200 yuan.

The other party set up a broadcast reminder, and the woman nodded gratefully to Jiang Fuyue.

"Do you like watching acrobatics?"

"I can't say I like it, I just watch it once in a while, I think it's rare."

Xie Dingyuan: "Pay for the hunter?"

Jiang Fuyue stopped and turned her head, looking up at him: "No."

"?"

"Paying for the visual enjoyment that other people's hard work brings to me."

"Then why two hundred?"

Many people give single digits, at most tens of dollars, and few hundreds.

Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips, and the bright sign lights on the street hit her face, her eyebrows flying.

"First, because I have money."

"Second, I think it's worth two hundred."

"It's that simple. Is there anything else to ask?"

The man shook his head: "No more."

Then, he went back and swept two hundred dollars to the acrobatic man and woman.

Jiang Fuyue couldn't understand: "What are you doing?"

"First, I have money."

"Second, it makes you think it's worth two hundred, and it's worth two hundred for me."

"Do you have anything else to ask?"

Jiang Fuyue was shocked: "Xie Dingyuan, why did you learn from me?!"

"Is there?" He didn't admit it, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Fuyue: "..." This person is a bit like a rogue.

Next to the acrobatic performance is a middle-aged male singer, holding a guitar, long hair, black-framed mirrors, and ripped jeans, singing to himself.

It has both the wildness of a singer and the romance of a poet's pen.

Xie Dingyuan stopped in front of the QR code sign, thought about it, and took out his mobile phone.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: "Do you want a song?"

"Um."

Twenty dollars a piece.

He asked her, "What do you want to hear?"

"Old songs." Jiang Fuyue said, thinking about it, and then adding, "It's better to be a love song."

The open square, the wandering singer, the vicissitudes of the face and hairstyle, the slightly hoarse voice, nothing is more suitable than singing love songs.

After receiving the transfer, the middle-aged singer held the guitar and looked at Xie Dingyuan: "What do friends want to hear?"

Jiang Fuyue also looked at him.

Xie Dingyuan pondered for a moment: "..."Ghost in the Heart"."

It's really an old song.

But classics are called classics because they stand the test of time.

When the low smoke voice slowly sings——

It's okay if a ghost is obsessed

It's good that it's from a previous life

...

It's fate.

It's okay if it's your deliberate trick

Jiang Fuyue was fascinated.

Xie Dingyuan was also stunned for a while.

Suddenly, he turned to look at the girl beside him.

Aren't you just a "ghost"?

Why would you want to be so close to someone? No reason, no sign.

When she got closer, her heartbeat would involuntarily speed up.

When she leaves, she will be lost again.

He seems to... like her?

What's next?

Like what's next?

How should the logic chain be connected?

If it is an algorithm, what will be the result after Y/N?

Xie Dingyuan seems to have encountered the biggest problem in his academic career.

And he didn't seem to even understand Jiang Fuyue's question, so how could he start to solve it?

Shen Qiannan said, "You should go and confess."

He asked, "And then what?"

"Then who knows? There are only two outcomes anyway - success or failure."

"So what counts as success? What counts as failure? Can the metric be quantified to two decimal places?"

He could feel how speechless Shen Qiannan was to him at that moment.

"Success is when the girl accepts your confession and becomes your girlfriend; failure is when you can't even make friends, and it's embarrassing to meet each other."

"As for the standard of measurement...there is only one, and that is whether the girl likes you or not, and does she have any feelings for you!"

so……

Does Jiang Fuyue like him?

Do you have feelings for him?

Today's update, 3,000 words are coming!

There are two more in the back, both are 3,000 words~

I can finally ask for a monthly ticket loudly~

Is this love scene okay? sweet? If you can, if it's sweet, just cast a vote for this fish~ Pen refill~~~