In the afternoon.

Ning Qing stood at the door of the main room, looked up at the sky, holding a nearly dry sycamore leaf in his hand, and unconsciously rubbed the leaves into the leaves.

The weather today is no better than the previous two days. The dark clouds are blown by the wind and constantly changing shapes. Two birds are chasing and playing, making chirping sounds. The rain should fall in the evening and fall outside the city east of the thousand-year-old imperial capital.

Chen Shu lay on the sofa behind her and began to feel bored: "You have been like this for several days, right? Do you really have to keep this for more than a month? That's so boring."

Ning Qing only left him a back, and there was no intention of turning around. He seemed to think that the sky outside was more eye-catching.

Her long hair draped over her shoulders and looked very quiet.

"return……"

Chen Shu sat up and shouted, "Come on, I'll braid your hair!"

Ning Qing turned around and walked back silently.

Chen Shu took a chair and asked her to sit down on the chair with her back facing him. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, combing her hair with his hands, over and over again:

“The hair volume is still so much.

"But it's still a little less than Xiaoxiao."

Chen Shu divided his hair into three strands, so he would not braid it in complicated ways. Just braid it simply.

A tall and thin girl like Ning Qing looks very good with a long braid hanging from her back, and her usual dressing style is also very suitable.

While making up, Chen Shu said to her: "Tell me, I went to work yesterday and had a free party. When I met His Highness Cinnabar, I even said a few words to her.

"Oh, you asked me before, which singer sang Daoxiang.

“It was what she sang!

"I didn't forget last time. I deliberately didn't say it was hers, for fear that you would cause trouble for me. Now, you are a mute and don't want to move. So what can I do if I tell you?"

Ning Qing braided his hair expressionlessly, listened silently, his eyes shining with a glimmer of light, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The leaves of the sycamore tree are still spinning between her fingers.

“It’s so boring.

“I’m all bored.

"Why would I sing a song for you? I have a good song, I like it very much. I can sing it for you. Do you want to listen to it?

“If you don’t speak, you don’t want to.

"Okay, you don't want to!"

Chen Shu continued to braid his hair and grinned: "You have good concentration and don't get angry like this. When I put some medicine in your water at night, when you wake up tomorrow morning, you will find that you are lying in my arms smoothly. Then I will see how you can keep in this state."

Ning Qing was indifferent to his heart.

The braid gradually reached the tail, and she could feel it. She also heard Chen Shu dislike her short hair and said that she shouldn't have cut it off half a year ago, and said that it would be better to braid it longer.

Oh……

If I remember correctly, Chen Shu braided another hairstyle for her last time, and she cut it off because she said that her hair was too long and she couldn't braid it out.

It was cut at home.

The cut half of the hair was sold for dozens of dollars, but he spent it on playing games.

It had been long before that.

"alright!"

Ning Qing felt that Chen Shu loosened her hair and braided it into a braid and fell off. Because the weight was more concentrated, it seemed a little heavier than usual when it fell and shaking. She reached behind her head and pulled the braid to the front to take a look. It was very braided. Chen Shu also braided her hair like this when he was a child. His craftsmanship has always been very good.

"Do you still remember? The first time I braided your hair when I was a child, I braided it."

“…”

Ning Qing's eyebrows and eyes became softer, and she thought of going together.

"ah……

“It’s a pity that there is no Huaiqin.

"Or I'll really sing to you."

Ning Qing didn't say anything, but just silently put the wutong leaves on the coffee table and took out a Huaiqin from the space items. He brought this Huaiqin from Baishi, so she couldn't bring a small motorcycle - the space in her bracelet just happened to put down this mini motorcycle.

"this……"

Chen Shu pulled the corner of his mouth and took Huaiqin.

This is a guitar-like instrument, which is slightly smaller than the guitar, but is much larger than the ukulele, with six strings and similar tone.

Chen Shu likes to play guitar, and he has become accustomed to it in his previous life.

The dark clouds outside the window were gradually blown away by the wind, and the chirping birds disappeared. The temperature in autumn was very comfortable and the afternoon was leisurely. In such weather, two young people who had been together for a long time would not be in a hurry, and time would be wasted.

Chen Shu sat cross-legged on the sofa and plucked the strings lightly.

"Dong..."

This piano itself was used by him before. Although it was bought by Ning Qing's house, Ning Qing didn't know how to use it at all.

The familiar feeling came back as soon as I started.

“Are you ready?

“If you don’t speak, you don’t want to listen.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. It's time to start. The old rules are all you can do. Don't look at me, otherwise I'll be embarrassed."

Ning Qing obediently did what he said, looking at the front without looking squinting, but in fact he didn't look at anything.

As the sound of Huaiqin being plucked out, the prelude was light and nice, and a very gentle voice sounded in her ears:

“I can’t say why

“I became very proactive

"If you fall in love with someone, everything will be worth doing

"The wind by the river is blowing hair waving

"Hold your hand and felt inexplicably moved

“…”

Ning Qing's face was calm and he listened silently. When he was quiet, he could often see his heart more clearly and reflect his emotions.

At the end of the song, she withdrew her gaze and looked at Chen Shu, and then her eyes gradually returned to focus.

Chen Shu laughed and said to her:

"One more song."

This person seems to be addicted to singing.

Needless to say, Ning Qing looked ahead again.

Chen Shu's voice sounded in front of the piano, like a cappella, with a low voice and a slow sing, as if telling a story or quietly recalling, and imagining:

"The book always likes to write about the night of overjoyment

"The bicycle I rode and the conversation between him and her

"The boy in the girl's white clothes loves to see her wearing

“…

"I like you slowly

“Slowly intimate

"Talk yourself slowly

"Go slowly with you..."

When Ning Qing turned to look at him, Chen Shu was still singing, the strings were plucking very slowly, and the novel style of singing kept coming from his mouth.

There was a smile on Ning Qing's face.

"!"

Chen Shu let go of his hand, looked at her and said, "I said I would like to raise my head, what's wrong with you? Why are you laughing? Isn't this failure?"

“What’s the name of this song?”

"Hmm? You're talking!"

"Yeah." Ning Qing's face calmed down and continued to ask in a low voice, "What's the name?"

"I like you slowly."

“Who wrote it?”

"It's not me anyway, I'm just singing."

“Sounds nice.”
To be continued...