MTL - Slowly Falling For Changkong-Chapter 8

Xu Lianbang watched Changkong's hand unconsciously while wrapping gifts to Changkong. Xu Lian's hands are white and slender, with almost no flaws. They are hands that have not done any rough work. Thinking of her ordering take-away food every day, she should usually not touch the spring water with her fingers.

But it was the same hands that made so many exquisite and beautiful works. Looking towards the sky, he patrolled all kinds of scented candles, and was attracted by a candle next to the checkout counter.

It is a spherical candle, apple-sized, blue sky and white cloud pattern. Xiang Changkong didn't know how to make this kind of candle, but it was like the blue with the sun and the light white clouds, which made him feel the vastness and longness of the sky at once.

When Xu Lian saw that he was looking at the candle, he walked over and took the candle: "This blue sky and white cloud is a new style I just learned. At present, I only made this one. I am quite satisfied with the finished product. I gave it a name, Liankong. "

Glancing towards Changkong, he repeated subconsciously: "Love in the air?"

"Well, in order to match it with a suitable essential oil, I took a lot of thought and smelled almost all the fragrances in the world." Xu Lian said, and passed the candle to the sky, "You smell . "

Looking down at the sky a little, the unique smell can't wait to come over: "The smell of the sky."

Xu Lian's rare slight lip-hook echoed "um".

Taking the candle in her hand to Changkong and holding it gently, it was a very gentle touch: "Can this candle be sold to me?"

"Of course, do I need to help you?"

Xiang Changkong smiled: "No, thank you."

Xu Lian neatly put the two things he bought into the shop's special paper bag, and gave him a voucher, saying that it was a gift of 200 yuan in a single purchase, which can be used next time. After collecting the vouchers to Changkong and thanking her again, she left with a paper bag.

Xu Lian closed the store after he left and went home to sleep.

Said Chang Chang that his sister was about to die, not because of an excuse to make a conversation with Xu Lian. His sister Xiang Nuan was about to reach her birthday.

Xiang Nuan usually lives in school. He only goes home on weekends every week. Xiang Changkong happens to be on a Saturday off, so he decides to choose this day to help her celebrate her birthday. He went out to buy food early in the morning, and all he chose was Xiang Nian's favorite food. On the way back, he received a call from Aunt Fan.

Aunt Fan and his mother originally belonged to an arts troupe. They knew each other when they were young. After decades, although everyone was getting older, they never lost contact. He answered the phone and asked, "Aunt Fan, is there anything wrong?"

Aunt Fan said over there: "Changkong, Aunt He and I want to ask if you are free tomorrow. We want to go and see your mother."

Xiang Changkong said: "I'm on holiday today, or you guys come here today, I just give Xiangnuan birthday."

Aunt Fan said "Hey", "Warm and warm birthday today? Well, let me tell you Aunt He and buy a big cake for Nuan."

Xiang Changkong laughed and said, "No, I bought a lot of vegetables, you and Aunt He just come directly."

"No, no, Nuan Nuan's birthday, how can there be no cake. Don't worry, soon, Nuan Nuan hasn't arrived yet?"

"No, they have to make up a half-day class in the morning. It should be after twelve."

"Then I won't tell you, I'll go out and order the cake now."

Aunt Fan hung up the phone in a panic, smiled helplessly to the sky, and returned home with the vegetables in her hand. After arriving home, he started preparing lunch. At eleven o'clock, Aunt Fan and Aunt He came first, and really carried a big cake. The living room, which was not very large, was even more narrow because of the guests. They poured a glass of water to the sky and said to Weng Shuli, who was sitting on the balcony, basking in the sun: "Mom, Aunt Fan, they are coming to see you. "

Weng Shuli heard his voice, turned back towards the living room, and saw the once good sister, Weng Shuli's face still saw no fluctuations. Auntie Fan is a sensual person. Seeing her like this, she couldn't help turning her eyes red: "Lili ..."

Weng Shuli is almost 50 years old, but Aunt Fan still calls her Lili, just like when they were seventeen or eighteen: "How have you been, have you been better?"

Weng Shuli's gaze stayed on her for a while, then she looked back out the window.

Aunt Fan pursed her lips, as if holding back tears: "Lili used to be a flower in our troupe and danced well ..." Not to mention when young, just a few years ago, They also dominated the square dance together. Now, Weng Shuli's eyes look like the same stagnant water, and it seems that she can no longer convey any feelings.

Patting her back to Changkong, comforted him, "Aunt Fan, don't be sad, my mother is much better than before."

Aunt Fan nodded, she knew that Weng Shuli's situation was worse than now. She also comfortedly patted Changkong, and said to him: "Give her a little more time, I believe she will be all right. Go ahead and don't say hello to us."

"OK." Nodded to the sky and walked back to the kitchen.

In the living room, Auntie Fan and Auntie He have been chatting with Weng Shuli, and also talked about some of their past affair. Although Weng Shuli did not react all the way, the atmosphere in the living room did not end.

At half past twelve, Xiang Nuan returned with his schoolbag. As soon as she entered the door, she smelled the scent of poached meat: "Wow, brother, do you eat poached meat at noon today!"

She didn't put down her schoolbag and went straight into the kitchen. While Xiang Changkong was busy with the work in his hand, he glanced at her, "Go back and say hello to Aunt Fan."

"Oh, good!" Since her mother was ill, Aunt Fan would come to see her at intervals, and it's not surprising that Xiang Nuan. She got out of the kitchen and said hello to the two aunts in the living room: "Aunt Fan, Aunt He, are you here?"

Aunt Fan smiled and said, "Yeah, Nuan Nuan is really getting longer and more beautiful. How to cut my hair?"

Xiang Nuan said: "It's too time-consuming to comb your hair in the morning, just cut your hair and wash your hair a lot faster!" Senior high school students have to race against time to do everything.

Auntie Fan said, "We look beautiful, and all hairstyles look good. Your brother said that I ’ll give you a birthday today. I ordered a fruit cake with you, and I do n’t know if you like it."

"I like it!" Nodded to Nuanru, "You and your mother talk slowly, I'll put my schoolbag first."

Xiang Nuan trot back to the room, put down his schoolbag and rushed back to the kitchen, wanting to see what her brother prepared for her to eat. Seeing Changkong come in, she felt helpless: "What are you doing here again?"

"Let me see if I can help you."

Xiang Changkong watched her grow up, and her careful thoughts couldn't hide his eyes: "I think you want to see if there is anything to eat?"

"... Uh, am I hungry."

"Okay, you take the dishes out and you can eat them right away."

"it is good!"

Xiang Nuan raised his sleeves and went up, stopped her in the sky, and told him: "Don't take the soup over there, I'll do it myself."

"Oh, I see."

A small dining table was full of dishes at this time, and the large cake in the middle was filled with a candle representing the seventeen-year-old, burning a warm yellow candlelight. Xiang Nuan closed her eyes and folded her hands. After making her birthday wish, she opened her eyes and blew out the candle in front of her.

Aunt Fan applauded and asked her, "What kind of wish does Nuan Nuan make?"

Aunt He said: "I guess it must be admitted to a good university."

Xiang Nuan smiled, but did not say his wish: "The wish must be kept secret before it can be fulfilled."

The two aunts helped her cut the cake with a smile and had a good meal.

After celebrating the birthday, the two aunts left at three o'clock. Before leaving, they looked at Weng Shuli again: "Lili, when are we going to go square dance together. You do n’t know, many people are asking Where did Teacher Weng go? "

Weng Shuli looked at her for a while and slowly turned her head.

Xiang Nuan looked at the disappointed expressions of the two aunts and smiled at them: "I'll send you down."

"it is good."

After sending away the two aunts, Xiang Nuan was a little sleepy when she returned to the room. She patted her face, raised her spirits, and took out the learning book.

After clearing the kitchen to Changkong, knocking on the warm room door, carrying the gift bought from Xu Lian. Xiang Nuan was solving a complicated function problem. He heard the knock and looked back: "Brother? Come in, the door is unlocked."

Pushed open the door to the sky, walked to her desk, and passed the gift in her hand: "Give you a birthday present."

Xiang Nuan was a little surprised, she thought that the lunch at noon was her birthday gift!

"Thank you brother!" She opened the gift happily, and threw the irritating math problem to her head. "Wow, what a beautiful plaster card, and fragrance!" She sniffed softly, feeling suddenly Healed both physically and mentally.

"It smells so comfortable. I can't tell you that you would choose a gift so much."

Xiang Changkong's inexplicable crampedness reappeared: "I was picked by the shop owner."

"Oh, let me just say it." Xiang Nuanran, curiously looked at the logo on the paper bag, and found that it seemed familiar, "Well, I seem to have seen this shop, I think ..."

After being quiet for three seconds, Xiang Nuan suddenly took a picture of the table, took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo: "A dessert shop I followed recommended her house and found it, this is it!"

She handed her phone to Xiang Changkong, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the logo of Xu Lian's shop.

"Her family is super beautiful, but it is not cheap to look at." Xiang Nuan said, pretending to hit the sky, "It cost my brother money."

Xiang Changkong smiled and rubbed her head: "Just like it, then I won't bother you to learn." Before turning away, he added, "Yes, your function problem started from the third step. wrong."

Xiang Nuan: "........."

The author has something to say:

Xiang Changkong: Maybe you do n’t know, my name is Xiang Changkong

Xu Lian: Well, that means that

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