Song Xingye locked the bicycle and quickly walked into the mall.
After searching for a long time in the noisy shopping mall, the girl saw her mother in front of a shoe store, and then she noticed the slightly unfamiliar figure next to her.
Before this, Song Xingye had always felt that his love was spiritual, and what he liked was his mind, his character, and his kindness. But the sudden flushing feeling at this time showed that this feeling was not actually like that. She thought it was so noble. After all, everyone is a member of the Appearance Association, but the degree and direction are different.
Of course, Song Xingye also knew that Xu Zhe was quite handsome. However, having the right clothes has a very important impact on a boy’s temperament. Putting on the cool clothes now, coupled with the cold expression that seems to remain unchanged for thousands of years...
The girl couldn't help but quicken her pace.
Xu Zhe noticed her as soon as he raised his head and said slightly surprised: "Why are you here?"
Song Xingye calmed down and smiled as naturally as possible: "Because my mother still has to work, I don't think it's appropriate to take up her time, so I'm here to take you shopping and help you choose clothes!"
Before she finished speaking, the girl noticed that her mother was staring at her. That look seemed to say, 'You must not be that simple as you thought.'
Xu Zhe: "Feifei, did you finish the tutoring so soon?"
"Yes, Feifei studied very well today. After tutoring her, I have nothing to do, so I came over to check on her."
The girl smiled slightly and her tone was calm and gentle.
Seeing this, Li Caixia couldn't find any problems, so she said: "Okay, I'll leave it to you. There is still business in the store, so I have to go back and take a look. Xingye, you..."
Song Xingye: "What's wrong?"
Li Caixia walked up to her daughter, pointed, and whispered: "I'll tell you when I get home tonight!"
Then the mother shook her head and left.
But there was another mother present.
Zeng Jing said: "We just picked out one set of clothes, plus these canvas shoes. Xu Zhe only spent one-third of the budget he prepared today, how many more can he buy?"
Xu Zhe nodded: "Yes, pick two more sets."
Zeng Jing pointed to the shop opposite and said, "I just saw their clothes and they were quite energetic. Let's go and have a look?"
Xu Zhe sighed: "Okay, Mom, you go to Aunt Li's shop."
Zeng Jing: "But she sells women's clothing."
Xu Zhe: "I know. What I mean is that you choose clothes for yourself. Don't just accompany me. You should also be kind to yourself."
These words made Zeng Jing very happy: "Your father is not as sensible as you..."
After sighing, Zeng Jing followed Li Caixia.
So Song Xingye was the only one left next to Xu Zhe.
As soon as the two elders left, the pink and jade face could no longer suppress the smile, and there were two sweet dimples.
Song Xingye asked: "What kind of clothes do you want to choose?"
Xu Zhe: "I have no idea at the moment. Do you have any suggestions?"
"Then come with me!"
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Song Xingye, who has read extensively in various youth literature, has of course seen many different descriptions of the male protagonist's outfits. There are also romance movies and TV dramas, which also provide a lot of image material. But at this time, all of this finally came into play.
Song Xingye soon realized an incomparable pleasure - using the boy he liked as a model and trying on various clothes was more fun than dressing up Barbie dolls when he was a child!
Jeans, casual pants, sweatpants…
Shirts, T-shirts, sweatshirts...
The busy girl was very interested, but the young man who was working as a model was already a bit unbearable.
After trying on the tenth set of clothes, Xu Zhe wanted to say that it was almost done, but looking at Song Xingye holding her mother's tiger skin and bargaining with the store, he couldn't open his mouth.
After all, this girl is usually like a little iceberg in school. Except for chatting with Feifei, she is silent all day long. Now that he is so enthusiastic about buying clothes for himself, how can he have the nerve to dampen other people's enthusiasm?
After another wave of bargaining, Song Xingye returned to him holding the brown windbreaker and said happily: "The boss agreed, you can get it at eighty! This dress suits you, and this style, even if You can still wear it if you grow ten centimeters taller... Uh, are you tired?"
Xu Zhe forced a smile: "It's okay."
song It has to wait until a few months later. Do you only have summer clothes in your budget, not autumn and winter clothes?"
Xu Zhe: "It doesn't matter. Since you think it suits me so well, then buy it."
However, Song Xingye was still a little uneasy: "Is it really okay? It won't exceed your budget, right?"
Xu Zhe: "Don't worry, I will definitely have enough money. I can buy you two by the way."
Song Xingye was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand quickly: "I'm here to help you choose clothes, don't buy them for me. Besides, I have enough clothes at home, and the wardrobe can hardly be filled."
"Okay, then take this one...what's wrong?"
He noticed that the girl was staring at him eagerly, as if she still had something to say.
Song Xingye shook the windbreaker in his hand: "You can wear this out. It's not too thick. The temperature is quite suitable today."
Xu Zhe stretched out his hand: "Okay, give it to me."
However, Song Xingye blushed and said, "Just stand and I'll help you put it on."
Xu Zhe was standing in front of the mirror at this time. He looked at the mirror and saw his slightly embarrassed expression, as well as the shy girl - but she was shy, but she still walked behind him resolutely, as if she had been looking forward to this scene for a long time.
After putting it on his shoulders, Song Xingye took the right long sleeve of the windbreaker and let his right hand go in. Then, hold up the left sleeve and let his left hand go in.
The strange thing is that the two of them had almost no physical contact during this process, and they could hardly feel each other's body temperature through layers of clothes. But this gesture was like a wife helping her husband get dressed, so ambiguous that both of them were speechless.
Xu Zhe still looked at the mirror.
In the mirror, there was not only his appearance in new clothes, but also the little face of the girl behind him peeking out from his shoulder. That delicate face has long been stained with red clouds, and her soft eyes are full of longing... What is she thinking?
The two of them seemed to be frozen in this moment, both silent.
But suddenly, Xu Zhe's eyes straightened. Because he saw another girl's figure in the mirror - that was Tang Lingfei, appearing at the door of the store, staring at him and Song Xingye!
He suddenly remembered the phone call Tang Lingfei made not long ago.
Yes, since she already knew that Song Xingye was coming, how could she still stay at home?
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(End of chapter)
