Buy a house with 30,000 yuan and live in a small town

Chapter 315: Hug him suddenly

Xu Qingsong felt that what she was holding in her hand was not a leaf, but her own heart, which was banging left and right with her swaying movements.

He raised his right hand, finally pinched the dimple he had longed for, and smiled with satisfaction: "You are my elf."

He squeezed it and released it, straightened up and helped Liu Wangxue close the car door, then walked around to the driver's seat.

Liu Wangxue pinched the stem of this small oval leaf and gently twisted it, and the leaves started to rotate. She looked at it and put it under her nose and smelled it. It seemed to have the smell of sunshine.

Then he put it into his coat pocket and patted the outside of the pocket.

Because the crew started working very early tomorrow, Xu Qingsong made no other arrangements and drove Liu Wangxue back to the hotel.

Xu Qingsong held her backpack: "Let's go, I'll take you up."

Liu Wangxue stood by the car door, looking at him, smiling without saying a word.

Xu Qingsong slung his backpack on his shoulders: "What are you laughing at?"

Liu Wangxue held the milk tea cup: "Under normal circumstances, on the basis that both parties are interested, when a boy sends a girl downstairs, he should wait for the girl to take the initiative to invite him up for a drink."

She paused and meant something: "Only when a girl takes the initiative to speak, what happens next will fall into place."

Xu Qingsong raised his hand and flicked her forehead, took her right hand and said, "I'm concerned about you. Your injured hand needs dressing, right? Is it convenient for you to bandage it yourself?"

Liu Wangxue didn't think it was inconvenient. When she first learned to cook, she cut her hand once. The wound was similar to this. She didn't buy medicine and bandage it herself.

But when she saw Xu Qingsong leading her forward, she did not say these words. My heart feels warm, and so does the smile on my face.

When I walked into the hotel door, I happened to meet the makeup artist and props artist from the production crew. They had just come back from eating outside and were still carrying packing boxes in their hands.

As soon as he saw Liu Wangxue and Xu Qingsong holding hands together, the makeup artist immediately understood everything. He nudged the prop artist with his elbow, and the two of them cast an ambiguous look at them.

We met at the hotel near the Flower and Bird Market in Xi City and introduced each other. Seeing these two people, Xu Qingsong took the initiative to say hello. The hand holding Liu Wangxue did not let go, and Liu Wangxue let the two people look at her openly.

The makeup artist responded to Xu Qingsong, and then joked: "So you are the one who loves Screenwriter Liu——"

After hearing this, Xu Qingsong turned his eyes to Liu Wangxue's face and asked with his eyes, "What do you mean?"
The prop artist next to him was also asking the makeup artist: "What's so distressing?"

The makeup artist rolled her eyes at the props artist: "Single." If you don't have a good brain, you deserve to be without a partner.

Liu Wangxue smiled at Xu Qingsong but did not answer.

The four of them walked to the elevator together. When the elevator arrived, Xu Qingsong led Liu Wangxue and walked in first, reaching out to press the floor.

The prop master lifted his heels, but was pulled back by the makeup artist's hat. He was caught off guard and stepped back, almost staggering.

After Xu Qingsong pressed the floor button, he looked up and saw this screen: "Aren't you coming in?"

Liu Wangxue looked at the makeup artist and smiled.

The makeup artist gave her a look calmly, holding the prop artist's hat in his hand, and said to Xu Qingsong: "I suddenly remembered that I forgot to buy something. You go up first, and he and I will go out again." trip."

"Hey, you are such a bad person," the prop master accused her. "On the way back, I asked you if there was anything else you needed to buy. You said no. Now that you are here, you said you forgot..."

The makeup artist pulled him out: "Shut up, you..."

The elevator door slowly closed, isolating the conversation between the two.

Xu Qingsong squeezed Liu Wangxue's palm and asked her, "What did your makeup teacher mean just now?"

Liu Wangxue looked up at him: "Which sentence?"

Xu Qingsong raised his hand and poked the dimple on his cheek: "Are you asking knowingly?"

Liu Wangxue squeezed his fingers: "Aren't you asking questions knowingly?"

Xu Qingsong looked at her and smiled, then helped her push back a strand of hair from her shoulders.

With a "ding", the floor arrived, the elevator door opened, and he led Liu Wangxue out.

When he came to the door and stood still, Xu Qingsong saw that Liu Wangxue made no move. He shook her hand and said, "Open the door."

Liu Wangxue said: "I don't have the room key card."

Xu Qingsong understood it as soon as he thought about it. He let go of Liu Wangxue's hand, took the backpack off his shoulder, and asked her: "Which bag is it in?"

Liu Wangxue pointed to the zipper of the package: "There is a small wallet inside, look for it."

Xu Qingsong opened the zipper and looked inside through the light of the corridor. The first thing that catches the eye is a bulging bag from a drug store. Then there were computers, notebooks, pencil cases, and other odds and ends. He reached in and touched for a while before taking out a thin black square wallet from the bottom.

Open your wallet, take out the room card, and swipe the door to enter.

Xu Qingsong put the bag on the clothes hanger, took out the medicine bag from it, took Liu Wangxue's hand and walked to the table to sit down.

He opened the bag and laid out the contents one by one. It was quite complete, including items for disinfection, bandaging, internal use, external application, and even small waterproof items. Xu Qingsong took Liu Wangxue's right hand and put it on the table. He found that she was still holding the cup of tea in her left hand. He reached out to take it and put it on the back of the table: "It's cold."

Liu Wangxue said: "Open it for me, I want to take a sip."

"It's already cold, don't drink it. I'll buy you something hot next time." Xu Qingsong carefully tore off the tape on her fingers, "It will hurt, please bear with it."

Liu Wangxue didn't take this minor injury seriously at all. She supported her chin with her left hand and looked at Xu Qingsong intently.

She thought, he is really handsome! The eyebrows and eyes are sharp and handsome, but also so gentle. There is a kind of magic that makes people unable to take their eyes away, especially when doing one thing with concentration.

Xu Qingsong took off the bloody gauze and threw it into the trash can. The scratches on his fingertips were exposed. At that moment, he felt as if his heart had been pinched by something, which was particularly uncomfortable.

He couldn't help but blow lightly on Liu Wangxue's fingertips, raised his eyes and asked her, "Does it hurt?"

Liu Wangxue shook her head subconsciously, then nodded quickly and hissed: "It hurts!"

Xu Qingsong stretched out his hand to touch her face. At this moment, he would rather the opening was in his own hand.

He took out a cotton swab, dipped it in the liquid, and carefully cleaned the wound, doing it very gently, for fear of hurting her again. After cleaning, sprinkle with medicinal powder, wrap it with gauze, and secure it with tape. Then he took out a paper towel, wiped the residue on the table, and threw it into the trash can.

After doing this, Xu Qingsong took the oral medicine and read the instructions on the box. There was also a doctor's handwritten instructions on usage and dosage: "You need to take it before going to bed, don't forget it."

Liu Wangxue nodded.

Xu Qingsong stood up and walked to the TV cabinet, unscrewed a bottle of pure water and poured it into the kettle, plugged it in and pressed the switch.

Then he came back and sat down, opened the bag of finger cots, took out one and put it on Liu Wangxue's fingertips, and then used waterproof glue to stick it around the root: "Be careful when taking a shower, don't get wet. After washing and drying, take it off immediately. If it is not convenient to tie it tomorrow morning, wipe your face with a towel. "

He took out his cell phone and looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock, and stood up to leave.

Then Liu Wangxue looked at her fingers and sighed: "Then it won't be convenient for me to even put on makeup."

Xu Qingsong took a step towards her, held her cheeks, and said with a smile: "You are so naturally beautiful, even without makeup, no one can compare to you."

Liu Wangxue looked up at him: "You are really good at talking."

Xu Qingsong bent down and came closer to her: "It's all the truth."

He brushed Liu Wangxue's dimples with his thumb, let go of his hand, straightened up, and took the cup of cold tea: "You go to bed early, I'll leave first."

Liu Wangxue held his hand when he turned around.

Xu Qingsong turned around again: "What's wrong?"

"Why did you take away the tea?" Liu Wangxue looked at him with a hint of accusation in his eyes.

Xu Qingsong thought, indeed, he was right to take it away.

He held Liu Wangxue's hand back and said warmly: "It's cold and doesn't taste good anymore. Besides, it's already this hour. Do you still want to sleep if you drink it?"

Liu Wangxue refused and said plausibly: "But the first cup of tea you bought me after you said you wanted to chase me, can't I keep it?"

Xu Qingsong's smile added a hint of helplessness.

Liu Wangxue held his hand: "Can't I even take a sip?"

Xu Qingsong felt that he was a little helpless with her, so he unwrapped the straw, inserted it into the plastic paper sealing the cup, and handed it to her mouth: "You can only take one sip."

Liu Wangxue nodded happily, one bite at a time, not much at all.

Xu Qingsong felt sweet in his heart when he saw her smiling face.

Liu Wangxue stood up and walked Xu Qingsong to the door.

When Xu Qingsong said goodbye to her, she suddenly hugged him, stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Xu, you are so kind~"

Xu Qingsong felt confused for a moment. When he wanted to raise his hand to hug him back, Liu Wangxue pulled away, waved to him, and closed the door.

His heart moves exactly the same as his arms, neither up nor down.

A little itchy.

Itchy.

He stood facing the door for a while, took a deep breath, and then turned and left.

Liu Wangxue didn't move even after closing the door. She was looking outside through the peephole. Seeing Xu Qingsong keeping his arms half-raised and seemingly standing blankly, she covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

After getting in the car, Xu Qingsong realized that he was still holding the cup of tea in his hand. He held the cup in his hand and looked at it unfocused for a while, then lowered his head and took a sip. It was sweet.

Then he leaned back in his seat and drank the cup of tea slowly.