The soft white moonlight of the paranoid gangster at 80

Chapter 167 Two Watches
The hour hand on the wall pointed to 07:30, and the food on the table gradually lost its heat.

"Sister, why don't we eat first, without waiting for my brother."

Zhang Chunxi also echoed, "That is, we don't care about his, we eat ours."

With that said, he dragged Ruan Qingqing to sit down at the dining table.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outer door.

Jiang Chen bent over and stood at the door, holding the door frame with his hands. The shirt fabric on his body was soaked with sweat, revealing the color and texture of muscles. The collar was wide open, and his hair was as wet as if it had been washed, even though he couldn't breathe , but still said something in Ruan Qingqing's direction, "I'm back..."

"Brother, you are only coming back now!"

Jiang Yao complained, but she stepped forward to help him with concern, "Did you fall into the ditch? You're completely soaked."

Jiang Chen didn't bother to explain. When he entered the door and saw that the dishes on the dining table hadn't been moved, he knew that everyone was waiting for him, so he asked Zhang Chunxi and Jiang Yao to heat up the dishes, while he went back to his room to change his wet clothes.

"Brother, I wish you a happy birthday, get rich soon, and marry a beautiful sister-in-law!"

Jiang Yao said with a smile on her lips, but subconsciously glanced at Ruan.

Jiang Chen gave Jiang Yao a dark look, picked up the cup and touched him, the gold-plated stainless steel watch on his wrist gleamed under the light.

Ruan Weiwei subconsciously took a second look, and took a sip of the beer in the cup. The aroma of malt and wine spread in his mouth, with a slight bitterness.

After eating, Jiang Yao took out the birthday cake in the refrigerator, excitedly put in candles, and urged Jiang Chen to make a wish.

This is the second time in Jiang Chen's memory to eat cake on his birthday.

The last time it was a birthday cake given by Ruan Qingqing, I just cut it and ate it without lighting candles or making a wish.

This is his first wish.

His black eyes fixed on Ruan Qingqing who was opposite him, he closed his eyes, and sincerely made the first and only wish in his life.

Will Gao Xiyue give me the watch?
Although he said he doesn't like Gao Xiyue, but he is Gao Xiyue's savior, even if he can't be a lover, he can be a friend.

Gifts between friends are nothing.

Ruan Qingqing was so engrossed in looking at the cream decoration on the birthday cake, so she didn't notice that when the boy opposite him closed and opened his eyes, his eyes fell on her.

It was getting late after eating the cake, Ruan Qingqing got up and prepared to go home.

Jiang Chen sent her off.

"Sister, good night."

Watching her open the door to go in, Jiang Chen concealed his disappointment and said goodbye.

Ruan hesitated slightly, then turned to look at the boy.

"Jiang Chen, I bought you a birthday present..."

Hearing the words "birthday gift", Jiang Chen's dark eyes suddenly brightened.

"...But I came back in a hurry today. I forgot it at school. I will bring it back to you tomorrow."

Sophomore's schoolwork is not as heavy as freshman's, Ruan Qingqing simply lives at home, the price is that she loses an hour of sleep every day and squeezes the bus more.

"it is good."

Receiving his sister's birthday gift is enough to make him happy and happy. Although it doesn't matter if he gets it sooner or later, he still wants to get it sooner. He can't wait to know what gift his sister has prepared for him.

"Sister, I'm fine tomorrow, I can take you to school by bike, and bring back the gift by the way."

Ruan Weiqing subconsciously refused, "No need, I will go with my dad tomorrow."

"okay."

Looking at the closed door of Ruan's house, Jiang Chen felt regretful on his face.

He had thought about sending his sister to school for a long time.

Back in the room, Ruan gently sat down in front of the desk, opened the desk drawer, and took out a beautifully packaged box from it.

Unpacking the wrapping paper, it was a black velvet carton, opened the cover of the carton, and inside was a gold-plated men's watch.

If Jiang Chen were here, he would find that this watch was exactly the same as the one on his wrist.

"Clap."

After a while, Ruan gently closed the watch box, rewrapped it with wrapping paper, and put it back in the drawer.

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Ruan gently entered the classroom and sat in the seat that Zhou Qing had occupied for her in advance.

While taking out the textbook from the bag, he whispered to Zhou Qing, "Come out with me at noon, I want to buy something."

"Okay."

Zhou Qing seemed very happy, because he could buy delicious food when he went out.

However, compared to eating, Zhou Qing was obviously more concerned about other things today.

"Gently, how was last night?"

Just at this time, the class preparation bell rang, and Ruan patted Zhou Qing lightly, "Shh, class is on."

Zhou Qing could only shut his mouth regretfully.

But after the official class started, Zhou Qing was surprised to find that Ruan Qingqing, who was always serious and attentive in class, was actually distracted today.

Not only did a lot of small portraits of Jerry be drawn in the blank spaces of the textbook, but even the pages of the book were turned wrong.

After class, Zhou Qing couldn't wait and Ruan gently bit his ear, "I see that you are in a bad mood, did Jiang Chen reject you? No way, he likes you so much..."

Ruan glanced at Zhou Qing lightly, "Nonsense, he doesn't like me."

Zhou Qing rolled his eyes, "Anyone with eyes can tell, okay? He doesn't like you. He runs to school every day, and every time he dresses so handsomely, just like a male peacock courting a mate."

Ruan Qingqing was amused by Zhou Qing's statement, thought about Jiang Chen's appearance in his mind, and said, "He is good-looking, and he looks the same in everything he wears."

Zhou Qing was in no mood to talk nonsense, and only wanted to listen to gossip, "Then did you give him the watch? How did he react?"

"No."

"Why? Are you embarrassed? How about I help you?"

"No."

Ruan Weiwei was a little embarrassed, but she still told Zhou Qing what was in her heart.

"You mean, the watch might have been given by Gao Xiyue? Have you asked him?"

Ruan shook his head slightly.

How could she ask such a thing, and what qualifications and position did she have to ask.

After all, she and he were just neighbors.

"Gently, just ask him directly, even if you die, you have to die to understand."

"Don't be shy, just do it!"

Ruan thought about it lightly, then shook his head, "Forget it, I'll buy another gift."

"What a fart! Can't you get in? If you don't get in, I'll get in? No, I mean, I'll get in for you!"

"..."

On the way home, Ruan Qingqing seemed to have two villains fighting inside her body.

One supported her to ask Jiang Chen for clarification, and the other told her not to ask.

Distraught, she got off the bus and looked up to see the young man standing tall and straight in front of her. Looking at her, her black eyes seemed to fall into the entire Milky Way, shining brightly.

"Sister, did you bring back my gift?"

Ruan nodded lightly, took off his backpack, and was about to take out the pager he bought today. The moment he touched the box of the pager, Zhou Qing's words popped out of his mind inexplicably: Don't be cowardly!
"I'll give it to you when I get back."

"it is good."

Although he really wanted to get the gift immediately, Jiang Chen still nodded obediently.

From the bus station to the community, and then to the door of the house, it was a distance of hundreds of meters. After walking for four or five minutes, Ruan Qingqing was embarrassed to ask.

It wasn't until at the door of the house that Jiang Chen chased him for a gift, that Ruan Qingqing finally mustered up the courage to point to the watch on his wrist.

"Is this watch a gift from your friend?"

Jiang Chen raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and then at her, as if he understood something.

"Sister, don't you like it?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ruan to respond gently, he undid his watch in twos, fives, and twos, and threw it out like garbage.

The watch drew a beautiful parabola in the air and fell on the stairs to the fourth floor.

"...Then I won't wear it."

"..."

(End of this chapter)