Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 185 Delicate Dice An Red Bean

Red beans are strung together and made into a bracelet.

The red color of acacia beans is very lustrous and never fades, like a heart-shaped ruby.

If you look closely, you will find that its red color gradually becomes darker from the edge to the inside, and the particularly bright red part inside is also heart-shaped.

This kind of red beans is different from the red beans you usually eat. Although they are beautiful, they are highly poisonous.

The red beans that are usually eaten are Chixiaodou.

After compiling, Gongsun Jin put the bracelet on the coffee table, then went to the kitchen, and started to boil red beans.

While boiling, thinking about Zhong Lingzi.

The needle pricked my finger a few times, although the skin was not pierced, but it was a little painful.

After all, he didn't know much about needlework, and his knowledge of red bean bracelets was limited to the gifts he received in his previous life.

When she wrapped the red bean bracelet around his hand, he was still very young and didn't know what love was.

When I wanted to understand the reason, I realized that I actually missed a lot of things.

However, he didn't feel sorry.

Because whenever he thought of Zhong Lingzi, a smile would appear on his face.

There is someone in this world who can make him smile when he thinks about it, Gongsun Jin thinks it is really good.

So when he was knitting a red bean bracelet for her, he was also happy when he clumsily pricked his finger with a needle.

It's like picking a rose and being pricked by a thorn.

"I am back."

After class in the afternoon, Zhuang Xiaomeng went home.

Smelling the aroma in the room, she wrinkled her nose slightly, looking at Gongsun Jin who was boiling red beans in the kitchen, and Zhuang Xiaomeng stood there for a long time.

The sunlight outside the window shone through the panes, shining on his calm and dazed side face.

From the forehead to the eyelashes and the tip of the nose, to the curve of the lips and jaw, it seems to be shining.

The boy's back was straight, and the white shirt on his body was as white as new.

Standing there, Zhuang Xiaomeng felt that he was completely new.

It seems that there will never be a sense of aging and the staleness and decay brought about by the years.

People can live like ants, and they are as beautiful as gods.

It probably means someone like him.

After looking at it for a while, she came back to her senses, threw her backpack on the sofa, and sat down on the sofa.

On the coffee table, a string of exquisite red bean bracelets came into view.

She was taken aback for a moment, then picked it up gently.

"Is this...for me?"

Thinking of what Gongsun Jin said before, Zhuang Xiaomeng couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

Now there are only her and Gongsun Jin in the room, Zhong Lingzi is not there.

So, it should be given to her, right?
should be.

Thinking this way, Zhuang Xiaomeng rolled up his sleeves, wrapped them around his hands, and tied the knot.

The white and bright wrist seemed to be condensed with frost and snow, and it was beautiful after wrapping a circle of red beans.

She caressed her wrist and the red bean bracelet, and brought the tip of her nose close to it.

Red beans have a light fragrance.

In addition, she also saw a needle on the coffee table.

Immediately, I thought of the scene where Gongsun Jin was stuck in his finger by a needle when he was stringing red beans together.

Zhuang Xiaomeng stood up, went to the kitchen, and stood at the door watching him quietly.

Gongsun Jin boiled the red beans, feeling a little out of control, always thinking about Lingzi.

When he came back to his senses, there was already a smell of burnt food in the pot.

Are the red beans boiled?

Seeing this, Gongsun Jin burst out laughing.

When he looked sideways, he realized that Zhuang Xiaomeng was standing at the kitchen door looking at him.

Standing there, she seemed to want to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she hesitated to speak.

As if feeling that the words didn't convey the meaning, she raised her wrist and showed him the red bean bracelet.

"For me?"

When she said this, her eyes were full of anticipation, and there was also a hint of girlish joy.

Gongsun Jin wanted to say no, he made it up for Zhong Lingzi.

But looking at her eyes, Gongsun Jin couldn't speak again, afraid that she would be sad.

"You like it very much?"

"Yes, I like it."

Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at the beautiful bracelet and fell in love with it.

A rich girl like her wears very expensive things on her hands, so she just fell in love with such a cheap bracelet.

"nice! You love it."

Gongsun Jin smiled lightly.

It's just a string of bracelets, just make another string.

If Mengmeng likes it, let her wear it.

Looking at the boiled red beans in the pot, Gongsun Jin felt a little pity, so she had to throw it out and start boiling again.

"The red beans on that bracelet are acacia beans, not the red beans we eat. Acacia beans are poisonous, so you can't wear them often."

he exhorted.

"Well, I don't eat this, I just wear it as an accessory, it's okay."

Zhuang Xiaomeng nodded slightly.

Looking at the bracelet on his wrist, he felt a little strange.

This is a poisonous thing, but the ancients used it to express lovesickness, which has a profound meaning.

Missing is a dying disease.

After cooking the red bean porridge, Gongsun Jin filled a small bowl and placed it in front of her.

Zhuang Xiaomeng picked up the spoon, took a spoonful, blew on it, and fed it into his mouth.

The red beans are boiled sweet and soft, and taste very fragrant.

Only then did she notice that the red string on Gongsun Jin's wrist was gone.

The two get along day and night and know each other very well.

A little change can be clearly seen.

"Where's that red string you were wearing earlier?"

"It's in your hands now."

Gongsun Jin looked at her wrist.

"Oh."

Zhuang Xiaomeng realized later.

It was the red string, she remembered that Zhong Lingzi had wrapped it around his hand, and she also had one in her hand.

"I'm going to record a song for Platinum later, do you want to come along?"

As soon as the words fell, Gongsun Jin felt a little abrupt again.

Zhuang Xiaomeng and Zhong Lingzi are different.

She doesn't like the studio environment.

"Okay."

"Finally there is a new song."

Zhuang Xiaomeng nodded repeatedly and did not resist.

After Zhong Lingzi debuted, Gongsun Jin was always writing songs for her, and the speed of releasing new songs by herself became very slow.

Many people are waiting for his new song.

Appreciating her satisfied face while eating red bean porridge, Gongsun Jin smiled slightly.

At dusk, the two went out together to Platinum.

Even if Lingzi is not by his side now, he will not feel lonely.

Although, it was difficult for him to define Zhuang Xiaomeng's relationship with him now.

On the street at dusk, the setting sun sprinkled a piece of gilt, and the two walked slowly.

When passing by the park, I could see two short-legged little corgis meeting each other from a distance, and having fun together.

The two owners on the leash are very young people, a man and a woman.

Following Gouzi, chatting without saying a word.

The man was a little restrained, occasionally stopping to rub his hands, too nervous to speak.

The woman seemed to have endless words, always looking at him with a smile on her face.

Elderly couple walking slowly holding the hand of their wife.

The old man was bald and wore an old felt hat, and the old woman had gray hair but combed it meticulously.

Zhuang Xiaomeng walked beside Gongsun Jin, she wanted to ask him.

"May I hold your hand, just like the old woman holding her wife."

However, she was afraid that she would not be able to wait for his answer.

There are thousands of tender feelings in my heart, but I can't express them one by one.

After getting on the bus, the two went to the double seats in the back row.

Zhuang Xiaomeng sat near the car window, and Gongsun Jin sat on the side of the aisle.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, shining in through the glass window, causing halos in the corners of the eyes, making people drowsy.

When the window was opened, a soft wind came in, lifting the hair on the temples.

When Zhuang Xiaomeng was alone, she liked to sit on the bus, starting from the starting point and continuing to the final stop.

Look at the scenery outside the window, put on your headphones and listen to a few songs.

Empty your mind, don't think about anything, just lay yourself out as a blank sheet of paper.

When tired, it will make her spirit feel very relaxed.

"Lend me your shoulder."

After finishing speaking, she didn't get Gongsun Jin's consent, so she leaned on his shoulder domineeringly.

Gongsun Jin's clothes are always clean and tidy. When you get close to him, you can always smell the fresh shampoo smell in his hair and the fragrance of the clothes after washing.

The song I wanted to hear happened to be randomly picked up in the earphones, which was "Like You" sung by him.

Zhuang Xiaomeng put an earphone on Gongsun Jin's ear, and after a while, he heard his voice ringing in his ear.

"Drizzle and wind drenched the street at dusk, wipe away the rain and look up for no reason."

Zhuang Xiaomeng smiled slightly, leaned her face on his shoulder comfortably, held his arm, and dawdled affectionately for a while.

His breath smells really good.

Leaning on him is also very comfortable.

No wonder Zhong Lingzi, who is so withdrawn and arrogant, clings to him so much.

After the bus arrived, the two transferred to the subway and arrived at the Platinum Building in the business district.

Zhang Yana went abroad with Zhong Lingzi, and there was no one to guide her in the recording studio.

Gongsun Jin was not used to it for a while.

"I'll call our mom and ask her to come over."

Without further ado, Zhuang Xiaomeng took out his mobile phone and called her.

She was talking about our mother, and there was no sense of disobedience in expressing these two words from her mouth.

Gongsun Jin didn't find it strange either.

Although he called Shi Qing Aunt Qing, he already regarded Aunt Qing as his mother.

"Will Aunt Qing be very busy?"

"She's not busy."

Zhuang Xiaomeng was very stubborn. After the call was connected, he said directly: "Your son is going to record songs in the recording studio, come here quickly."

"Okay, wait for me for a while."

When Zhuang Xiaomeng said "your son", Shi Qing was also taken aback, and then realized that it was Gongsun Jin, so she smiled happily.

"Immediately, immediately, now!"

"Good good!"

After knowing that Gongsun Jin did not go abroad with Zhong Lingzi, Shi Qing was quite surprised.

Zhuang Xiaomeng is also very relieved that she now has time to spend alone with him.

Within a quarter of an hour, Shi Qing stepped on high heels and walked gracefully.

"Just now I was discussing the itinerary with my assistant. When I heard you called me, I came over immediately."

Shi Qing said, took off the sun hat she was wearing, looked at Gongsun Jin and Zhong Lingzi who were standing together, squinted her eyes slightly, and smiled softly.

"Has a new song been written?"

She didn't know where Gongsun Jin's creative inspiration came from.

From being amazed at the beginning, to becoming numb later, and now, she has become accustomed to it.

"Ah."

As Gongsun Jin said, he picked up a pen and A4 paper and began to write the lyrics of "Red Bean", along with the score and the required instruments. The process was very fast.

"In terms of the arrangement, do you see anything that needs to be changed?"

He handed the finished piece to Shi Qing.

Shi Qing took the score, hummed softly, then nodded with a smile.

"Very good, it's complete."

"The vocal part, you can start recording now."

"Then... Aunt Qing should be stricter, like Aunt Zhang."

Gongsun Jin looked at her seriously.

"it is good!"

Shi Qing nodded, then couldn't help reaching out and pinching his face.

"Every time you came to the recording studio in the past, you were very reluctant, and you didn't like Aunt Zhang correcting mistakes very much."

"Are you not used to her not being here now?"

"Yes, although Aunt Zhang is strict, she really taught me a lot."

"Also, Aunt Qing, can you stop pinching my face all the time?"

Gongsun Jin always felt weird.

"Haha, because Xiao Jin is so cute, I can't help it."

"When I see you, I always think of you when I was a child."

"Didn't even realize you'd grown up."

Shi Qing had a gentle smile, her eyes full of doting.

"Okay, let's start recording."

She clapped her hands.

Gongsun Jin adjusted his state and started recording the vocal part.

His tone is relatively cool, and he doesn't like singing love songs very much.

But still sang the tender and tender taste in "Red Bean".

Affectionate, but not superficial.

"Sometimes, sometimes, I believe there is an end to everything."

If human beings have feelings, that is the beginning and the end.

"There are times when we get together and leave, nothing lasts forever."

"But I, sometimes, would rather choose to be nostalgic than to let go."

"Wait until the scenery is clear, maybe you will accompany me to watch the long stream of water."

Zhuang Xiaomeng's eyes rippled while listening to him singing.

In the relationship with Gongsun Jin, she is the one who chooses not to let go.

There is nothing to be ashamed of.

Because she never picked it up.

It's hard to like someone, how can you just forget it?

Even if Gongsun Jin and Zhong Lingzi were together, she couldn't break ties with him freely.

Wait until the scenery is seen through, maybe you will accompany me to watch the long stream of water?
Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't know.

Hearing him sing up to this point, Shi Qing's eyes were a little dazed, and she immediately looked at Zhuang Xiaomeng.

After seeing the red bean bracelet on Zhuang Xiaomeng's wrist, she was slightly startled, and then a little relieved.

"Aunt Qing, how is my singing?"

After singing the whole song completely, Gongsun Jin looked sideways at Shi Qing.

"Aunt Qing thinks it's fine, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Every time I practice singing in the recording studio, Aunt Qing will say it's very good, and then the teacher will scold me."

"Really, if you don't believe me, go ask Mengmeng."

Gongsun Jin turned to look at Zhuang Xiaomeng.

"really good."

Zhuang Xiaomeng nodded slightly.

Looking at her firm eyes, Gongsun Jin felt relieved.

The recording process was surprisingly smooth.

Although no new song has been released for a while, Gongsun Jin's condition has become better.

Perhaps it is the growth of emotional experience, or the precipitation of musical literacy.

In short, when he sent the vocal part of Hongdou to Zhang Yana, Zhang Yana also gave a very high evaluation and did not pick out any flaws.

"Today, how about we get together at home?"

When leaving the Platinum Building, Shi Qing took Zhuang Xiaomeng's hand and smiled at Gongsun Jin.

"it is good."

Gongsun Jin also wants to go home to see Yuyu, but after living in school, she misses this little girl a little.

"Okay, then let's go to the supermarket to buy some food, and make hot pot together when we get home."

Shi Qing narrowed her eyes, and walked towards the supermarket holding the hands of Gongsun Jin and Zhuang Xiaomeng.

In the exclusive area of ​​the wine cabinet, she bought several cans of FOUR LOKO's fruity cocktails.

This kind of wine is fruit-flavored wine in cans. It tastes good when you drink it, but after drinking it, the taste of the wine rushes up. It doesn’t feel like much at the beginning, but the more you drink it, the stronger it is, and it has a lot of stamina. Not very good people can't resist it.

Shi Qing looked around, and while Gongsun Jin was picking meat, she quickly took a box of Okabooks and stuffed them into her daughter's hand, then she kept blinking to hint.

Zhuang Xiaomeng glanced back at Gongsun Jin, and his face turned red all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)