Early the next morning, Yang Jingxing called someone to deliver food and clothes at seven o'clock. Then he asked the waiter whether the art museum was crowded on weekends and whether the queue for tickets would be long. The waiter talked for a long time before Yang Jingxing understood.

There is such a thing as voluntarily buying tickets at any price, which is really unruly.

However, the waiter was kind-hearted. After seeing it, he said that if it was a date, there were many better choices than museums.

Yang Jingxing thanked him and wanted to answer the phone. It's Qi Qingnuo's call. It's time to rest in the evening in the motherland. Qi Qingnuo may be very tired from shopping during the day: "Hey, is there anything going on at noon?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Of course I only come to you if I have something to do. I'm not that shameless. I'll think about it first and forget about it after I sleep..."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled and asked, "No one is looking for you, right? From the embassy or some art association."

Yang Jingxing said: "No, I really thought I was famous."

Qi Qingnuo said: "That's good. My mother said that reciprocity of courtesy should also be complimented by you. I said that reciprocity of courtesy should also be done according to your preferences. It's almost the same to find two beauties, right. It's still a waste to get some that are not available.

Your precious time.”

Yang Jingxing said, "Thank you mom for me. It's not necessary." He looked serious.

Qi Qingnuo stopped laughing: "What other good news is there?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Just like that, I had a few good meals."

Qi Qingnuo thought about it: "Pianpian's grandfather may not be alive. If it is these days, will you go to the memorial service?"

Yang Jingxing was loyal: "I must go and have a look. I should be there in time. Please inform me."

Qi Qingnuo said, "...That's all. I'll hang up now."

Yang Jingxing went out at almost eight o'clock. He was dressed more elegantly than last night. When he arrived at Tao Meng's side, he still squatted in the lobby and waited.

At a quarter past eight, Tao Meng called: "Are you ready?" The voice sounded a bit like the weather outside, the wind was gentle but the sun was not shining.

Yang Jingxing said: "I just got downstairs, I'm not in a hurry."

Tao Meng said: "I'm fine, let's go down now."

Yang Jingxing said casually: "It's colder than yesterday, so wear more clothes."

Tao Meng.

Yang Jingxing thought again: "We are wearing high heels, let's go for a walk outside."

Tao Meng is not annoyed: "I know."

The squad leader never kept people waiting, so he came down in a few minutes. He was dressed more casually than last night. He wore light pink small wedge-heeled shoes and black straight-leg pants that were not close-fitting. He was really a bit thin. Tao Meng had taken care to keep warm.

, wearing an orange-red coat on the upper body, underneath a quite retro and simple light pink silk shirt, and a silk scarf around the neck.

The blue handbag in Tao Meng's hand did not move with her steps. She wore a watch, changed her bracelet, and painted her short nails with pink nail polish. Tao Meng also changed her earrings and tied them low on the back of her head.

The ponytail is more comfortable and casual than yesterday, and you can see the white and tender ears and the back of the neck.

Yang Jingxing greeted him with a smile on his face. After admiring it for a moment, he complained a little: "You caught me off guard yesterday, so I went back and thought about the flattery all night and prepared it for now. The devil is as good as the Taoist.

So beautiful.”

Tao Meng put down her caution when listening to the first half of the sentence and smiled politely: "Have you eaten?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "How much time do you have?"

Tao Meng thought for a moment: "It's okay, it depends on you."

Yang Jingxing threatened: "Then I won't be polite."

Tao Meng nodded.

Yang Jingxing couldn't wait: "Let's go...have you been to the art museum?"

Tao Meng asked: "Which...have I been to, but I only visited two museums?"

Yang Jingxing was happy: "It's just right, let's go and have a look, okay?"

Tao Meng was not very careful: "It's okay."

Yang Jingxing said: "I asked, is it okay to walk more than two kilometers?"

Tao Meng nodded, too lazy to speak.

Yang Jingxing continued to make arrangements while looking at Tao Meng: "Let's walk inside the park. If we get tired, we can sit down for a while."

Tao Meng still nodded and pursed her lips slightly to see if the pink lipstick was a bit thick.

After leaving the hotel and crossing the road, without much talking, you can see where Yang Jingxing lives, but his room faces the park.

Having entered the park, Yang Jingxing asked, "Do you know the road?"

Tao Meng shook his head: "I haven't walked inside."

Yang Jingxing said: "Anyway, just keep facing north, look at it as you walk, don't be in a hurry, walk slowly... You comb your hair like this often throughout the day."

Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing: "Oh..." as if he didn't realize it.

Yang Jingxing stopped: "Tao Meng... I have a very childish idea. Don't laugh when I say it."

Tao Meng was not surprised. After all, she had been classmates for so many years. The girl nodded as if she was used to it: "Tell me."

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed: "Actually, if you ask yourself, I still have some opinions about your father."

Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing very seriously, not surprised or unhappy.

Yang Jingxing didn't look like he only had a few opinions: "I originally pursued Tao Meng, I liked Tao Meng, and I admired Tao Meng. Who cares about him, why should Tao Qinghui reject me?"

Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing, and there were slight fluctuations in some details on his face, such as the eyelashes between the eyebrows, the corners of the mouth, the corners of the eyes... but they were all very subtle.

Yang Jingxing also looked at Tao Meng, his playful smile was not intact: "So I thought, if I refuse, it will be Tao Meng who rejects me. I have nothing to say and I am convinced, right? Tao Meng is such an adult.

Sorry, do you want to talk too much? Did you, Tao Qinghui, go to Fudan? Did you go to Harvard?"

Tao Meng revealed: "My father graduated from Jiaotong University and was a graduate student at Duke University." He seemed to sympathize with Yang Jingxing's ignorance.

Yang Jingxing was very disdainful: "Is it comparable? Even if he has completed his degree from a prestigious school, has he been elected class president for so many times in Shangpu? Is he capable of educating and criticizing a future music master from high school? And he bullies him every time.

In three or four years, he was able to correct this music master on the correct path in life... This is the most remarkable thing."

Tao Meng was obviously too lazy to talk to the shameless person. She frowned, her lips curled up unhappily, her hands pinched the bag strap unhappily, and her eyes were unfocused: "Then what do you want to say?"

Yang Jingxing was childish as expected: "Tao Meng, let's go back to the day before the day I asked you if you would like me to be your boyfriend, and then you rejected me... Make your father so angry that he becomes the chairman of the group

What you did was all wasted effort, it was just superfluous, just take off your pants and fart.”

Tao Meng was silent.

Yang Jingxing asked for more: "But I have conditions. You can't slap me to death so quickly. At least give me some time to show off, and then have lunch or something. And you can't be too harsh when you refuse. It's best."

You can say that I am a good person, but we are not suitable. You know the good person card, right?"

Tao Meng opened her mouth slightly to take a breath, looked from Yang Jingxing's chest to his face, and asked, "Why is this happening?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I am willing to do it."

Tao Meng thought for a moment: "You mean, what happened next has never happened?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head repeatedly: "No...only what happened that day never happened."

Tao Meng didn't understand: "Then why did you ask me before that day?"

Yang Jingxing: "I am willing to go back, but I have to hold your hand..."

Tao Meng's hands were put back behind the midline of her pants, but she understood what Yang Jingxing meant: "You mean to pretend that the unhappy things never happened."

Yang Jingxing is self-aware: "I have made you unhappy many times, but I am selfish, so just forget about the only time I was unhappy."

"After I reject you, you can go and date someone else..." Tao Meng changed her words mid-sentence: "Then what do you think I should do?"

Yang Jingxing said: "You just pretended that at that time, you didn't know that I wanted to confess to you. You thought that I was just like you and only regarded you as a good friend and classmate."

Tao Meng shook her head: "I'm not, I'm waiting for you."

Yang Jingxing was frustrated: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you... Then when did you find out that I liked you?"

Tao Meng shook his head and said nothing.

Yang Jingxing said: "I had this confidence much earlier than you knew about it. I hid it very well."

Tao Meng said nothing.

Yang Jingxing asked anxiously: "How is it? Is my idea too stupid?"

Tao Meng hesitated and shook his head slightly.

Yang Jingxing was delighted: "Then let's try?"

Tao Meng seemed to cheer up and nodded: "Okay."

Yang Jingxing said excitedly: "Let's go... no, I'll call you first to make an appointment... Hey, hey, hey, Tao Meng... you have to talk."

Tao Meng was not that cheerful, so she just hummed perfunctorily as she walked without looking at Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing looked nervous: "Squad leader, um, can the class meeting be held on Sunday?"

Tao Meng didn't want to remind her this time and just hummed again.

Yang Jingxing's lines were much more powerful: "Oh, it's still open...are you at home?"
To be continued...