Qiao Chunqian understood the meaning, stretched out his other hand, opened her hand bit by bit, and freed his own hand.
"Mi Qian, I only regard you as my sister. You are still young, so it is impossible for us. Before, you asked whether I could be your boyfriend, but I tell you now, no."
No matter how hard she tried, Mi Qian couldn't match his strength. The residual heat of the man's palms remained between her hands. She was a little unconvinced and raised her head, her eyes bright and shining with fire.
"Why not? Qiao - Chun - Qian -, don't think that you are the only one who can call me by name. Huh, if I don't call you brother, you are really my brother. I don't want to be your sister."
"Qiao Chunqian, Qiao Chunqian, Qiao Chunqian, I won't call you Brother Qiao from now on. Let's see if you still think I'm your sister."
The girl snorted heavily in dissatisfaction, and then called his name several times.
It seemed that she really thought that by changing the name on her lips, the identities of both parties would change.
Qiao Chunqian was a little angry, but he couldn't help but want to laugh.
Mi Qian took advantage of no one's attention and quietly reached out with her hand again, her audacity not to give up.
Qiao Chunqian retracted his hand very quickly, his expression returned to its usual calmness, and he glanced at her warningly.
"Mi Qian, I have already completed the application form for you that Aunt Lin asked me to help with. University A is on summer vacation and there are no classes for you. I think you can go home."
"You want to drive me away?"
Mi Qian was angry and anxious and asked in disbelief.
Qiao Chunqian said nothing, and the meaning of silence was obvious.
Panic surged into her heart instantly. Indeed, if she was sent back now, neither Aunt Zhao nor her mother would have any other emotions towards him, and they would certainly not speak for her.
"You pack your bags."
Qiao Chunqian said nothing and didn't even continue running the usual fixed distance. He went upstairs, prepared to wash up and change clothes before sending people away.
Mi Qian was silent, her brain working rapidly. When Qiao Chunqian was about to go upstairs to help her pack her luggage, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and her state suddenly became calm.
She stood at the door of Qiao Chunqian's room, waiting for someone to come out with the car keys, with her hands folded in front of her chest, trying to add a little more intimidation to herself.
"Qiao Chunqian, let me tell you, I won't go back. I just took the exam for subject two, and subject three hasn't started yet. I still have to practice driving for a few weeks."
"Even if you send me back, I will come back. Then I will find a nearby house to live in, still with you. I have a legitimate reason, and my mother will definitely not drag me home."
He had forgotten about this incident. Qiao Chunqian held his forehead and did not want to continue sending the person away.
He was also worried about a little girl living alone outside.
After spending a month together, regardless of the emotional disputes, Qiao Chunqian felt that Mi Qian was still a likeable girl.
Youthful, full of energy, loves to laugh, has clear ideas, and can always bring some unexpected happiness to people.
Whether as the neighbor's brother who watched her grow up, or in any other capacity, he would never put anyone in a potentially dangerous situation because of their disagreement.
Just bear with it for a little longer, Qiao Chunqian said to himself.
He didn't mention the matter of sending people away again. Mi Qian seemed to have found some kind of gold medal to avoid death, and launched an even more fierce pursuit.
She no longer calls Qiao Chunqian brother Qiao, but calls him by his first name every time, just to remind him that she is not a sister or a girl who needs his care.
She's just a girl who likes him, that's all.
This did make Qiao Chunqian's attitude towards her different from before, but why did he become more indifferent?
It seems that after taking off the identity of the neighbor's sister, she is no different from other people.
Mi Qian didn't know how many times she was rejected in the process of expressing love, but as a young person, she never admits defeat, so she still pursued her pursuit persistently.
At the end of another month, Mi Qian jumped into Qiao Chunqian's car with her fresh driver's license.
As soon as she fastened her seat belt, she couldn't contain her excitement. She opened and closed her driver's license, flipped it over and showed it to the driver.
"Qiao Chunqian, look at my driver's license. I passed all the subjects once. How can I be so good?"
Qiao Chunqian turned his head in surprise, "Have you got your driver's license?"
"hold head high."
Mi Qian raised her head, looking very proud.
Qiao Chunqian turned the steering wheel and changed his route, the corners of his mouth raised imperceptibly.
After about half an hour, Mi Qian looked at the increasingly familiar scene on the roadside and hesitantly said:
"This place... this place looks like my home..."
"Be confident, this is the way home."
It's rare for a serious man to speak in a less stiff tone.
"Ah? Why do you want to go home? Does Aunt Zhao miss you?"
Mi Qian still couldn't figure out the situation, so she happily guessed the reason for going back.
Qiao Chunqian turned a corner, getting closer to where his parents lived, "No, it's Aunt Lin who misses you."
"You want to send me back?!"
Mi Qian finally understood the deeper meaning of his words and asked angrily.
"You've got your driver's license, everything is done, it's time to go home."
Qiao Chunqian ignored the anger in her words and tried to reason with her seriously.
"Hmph, that's too much."
Mi Qian seemed very angry and put the driver's license outside into the small bag she carried with her. She didn't even want to share this happiness with him.
During the rest of the journey, she turned her head away and faced Qiao Chunqian with the back of her head, completely making her attitude clear.
Qiao Chunqian looked at her several times, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
After more than ten minutes of silence, Qiao Chunqian parked the car at the gate.
The first time he took the initiative to hold Mi Qian's hand was actually to take her home.
"Dang."
"Deng Deng."
"Ding-deng-deng."
After a very regular knock on the door, Qiao Chunqian took Mi Qian's hand and waited quietly outside the door.
For a long time, no one responded.
"Aunt Lin."
Qiao Chunqian called a few more times, but still no one responded, but his right hand began to tremble strangely.
He lowered his head and found that it was Mi Qian covering her mouth and snickering. Her eyes were squinted, like a mouse that fell into a rice vat.
"what have you done?"
Qiao Chunqian let go of the person holding her, feeling that her long-term patience was about to burst.
"Hehehe... I had already guessed that you would do this. My parents happened to be on vacation, and I persuaded them to go on a sweet trip for two a few days ago. There is no one at home now, so you can't let me go. "
Mi Qian confidently puts her hands on her hips, and has the characteristics of a villain who succeeds in his conspiracy.
For a moment, Qiao Chunqian didn't know whether to praise her or scold her. Why was all his intelligence and talent wasted on growing up his children?
He really had nothing to do with the person, so he drove the person back to the apartment in his car and paid for a sumptuous meal.
