Chapter 77 The pretty childhood sweetheart vs. the old-fashioned sweetheart brother (19)

Style: Girl Author: Xianxian cuttlefishWords: 2357Update Time: 24/01/12 05:17:32
Mi Qian hesitated for a moment, then walked towards him.

"Brother Qiao, are you...waiting for me?"

"Um."

Qiao Chunqian said lightly.

Mi Qian was a little embarrassed and her cheeks were slightly hot.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. The school has shared bicycles. I saw it in advance and you can ride them to the apartment."

"It's dark, so it's not convenient to ride a bike. Driving is just a convenience."

Qiao Chunqian took the canvas bag that Mi Qian had specially carried on her shoulder and walked forward.

Mi Qian couldn't say anything more and followed him.

"Get in the car."

Qiao Chunqian opened the passenger door and put his hands on the eaves of the car to prevent her from hitting it.

Mi Qian was a little flattered. When Qiao Chunqian got into the driver's seat, a tightly packed bag was handed over.

"You must be hungry after having such a long meeting. There are small skewers and oat milk that I packed at the back door of University A. Take them to fill your stomach."

Mi Qian's eyes widened and she was a little incredulous when she took it.

During the summer vacation, when she occasionally passed by the snack street at the back door, Mi Qian would pester him to buy a roadside stall.

Qiao Chunqian always refused indifferently in the past. Even if he couldn't get her to buy it, he wouldn't let her eat it in the car.

It's so offensive to be so proactive now.

Mi Qian had goosebumps on her arms. Something was wrong. He was a little too considerate and attentive.

I hope he just feels dizzy tonight and will be back to normal tomorrow.

the next day.

Mi Qian was sleeping comfortably when the constant knocking on the door was annoying.

She sat up from the bed immediately, closed her eyes and yelled outside: "Who is it! You are not letting anyone sleep anymore."

It was quiet for a moment outside the house, and after a while, a gentle and helpless voice sounded.

"Qianqian, it's almost time to gather for military training."

What?

Mi Qian was stunned for a while before she finally figured out the meaning of what the people outside said in her mind.

Military training?

Oh yes, I have started school.

It's already half past seven! ! !

Mi Qian jumped up, hurriedly put on the military training clothes she had put aside last night, and quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face.

He pulled the comb on his head casually twice, opened the door and wanted to rush out.

After running a few steps, her hand was clamped by a strong force. Mi Qian turned her head.

"Brother Qiao, what are you doing? We have to meet at eight o'clock. I'm going to be late."

There was anxiety in her words, and her eyes were very dissatisfied.

Qiao Chunqian was not angry about this. He handed her a chicken sandwich and a carton of warm milk.

"Bring breakfast."

Before Mi Qian could refuse, he spoke again:

"I'll drive you. You can eat in the car while there's still time."

Only then did Mi Qian realize that she had misunderstood his kindness, so she said "thank you".

Sitting in the passenger seat eating food again, Mi Qian was not shocked at all.

She looked out the car window, lost in thought.

She was not late for military training, and Mi Qian joined the team of the third company, together with classmates from the same major.

Although she didn't live in the dormitory and didn't go in and out with familiar people, she still quickly got along with her classmates because of her enthusiastic and cheerful personality.

The military training at University A lasted for half a month. During this time, Mi Qian got to know classmates with whom she had a good relationship. The coach was also humorous and she had a good time.

Apart from the fact that she was tanned by the sun, there were almost no bad things.

No, there is one.

That is the increasingly strange Qiao Chunqian.

During the military training, I took care of myself everywhere, even caring too much.

He would send her to school in the morning against his own morning jog, and he would drive to pick her up in the evening. He would also bring her full and delicious food.

That is to say, lunch is eaten at school, otherwise all three meals a day will be taken care of.

That is to say, she knew that Qiao Chunqian was a man of his word, otherwise she would have thought that he was pursuing her or fulfilling his responsibilities as a boyfriend.

Mi Qian couldn't bear it, so she finally stopped Qiao Chunqian on the first weekend after military training.

"Brother Qiao, let's talk, okay?"

Qiao Chunqian had no special expression on his face, but he obediently stopped what he was doing and looked at her intently.

Yes, that's it. He has been following her doting attitude all these times.

Mi Qian looked serious and said, "Brother Qiao, don't you think there's something wrong with you?"

Qiao Chunqian didn't feel it. He only felt that these days were extremely joyful and happy.

Therefore, he looked confused and silently asked what was wrong.

"Brother Qiao, you have been so good to me recently."

The way to compensate people is not to treat them well.

Qiao Chunqian said nothing, but his eyes revealed this meaning.

Mi Qian held her forehead and said, "Yes, what happened that night was your fault. You should compensate me, but don't you feel that many of your things are contrary to your own behavior?"

"You used to disagree when I wanted to run less than one lap. Now you have insisted on exercising for so many years, but you have changed it because you want to send me to school."

In fact, she could have continued running. Qiao Chunqian got up at 6:30 every day, and it was too late to wake her up at 7:30 after running.

The key is that he not only sends her to school, but also prepares a variety of breakfasts for her, so there is no time left.

So now Qiao Chunqian always runs five kilometers and goes to the gym after get off work in the afternoon.

When the time was almost up, she went to pick up Mi Qian, who was studying in the evening, back to her apartment.

Qiao Chunqian seemed to have just discovered his changes, a hint of shock flashed in his eyes, and the little bud in his heart began to draw strength to climb up.

Mi Qian continued:

"Brother Qiao, I want to ask you, if the person that night was not me, the one you regard as your sister, how would you handle it according to your previous habits?"

"You feel less guilty now."

impossible.

When Mi Qian said that the person who was there that night was not her, Qiao Chunqian subconsciously denied it.

In his mind, contact with strange women would make him uncomfortable.

But what would he do if it really happened?

Qiao Chunqian thought for a while, he would apologize, and he would be willing to be punished if he called the police.

If he hadn't called the police, he thought, he would have compensated the person with money or other necessary means.

As for marriage or the identity of boyfriend and girlfriend, he wouldn't even think about it.

If that person didn't want compensation, would he still diligently pursue me?

Is it true that he takes such active care of Qianqian just because she feels guilty because she is his younger sister?

No, Qiao Chunqian denied it again.

Why is this?

The seeds grew into a big tree in the sky, and finally appeared in front of him.

It turns out that from the beginning, he treated Qianqian differently from others.

From the initial concession step by step to the unconscious closeness now, Qiao Chunqian finally understood:

He had a different feeling for Qianqian for a long time, it was liking and love, so he clearly wanted to convince himself of the age gap. When something like that happened, his first reaction was to take responsibility.

"Understood? Brother Qiao, I wonder if you heard some strange chicken soup for the soul and got sidetracked."

"Don't feel too guilty about me. I forgive you. You don't need to deliberately change yourself to compensate. You let me live comfortably in the apartment as compensation."

Mi Qian continued talking, trying to pull the person out of the quagmire.