Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Chapter 270: Fellow People

Huang Cangran was just about to go back and continue the game and finish it quickly.

His hands were grabbed by Zhuge Qinuo's two small hands.

This was the first time she did this kind of action. Not only Huang Cangran, but Zhuge Qinuo himself couldn't believe it.

The coolness in her hand quickly spread to Huang Cangran's body. She pulled him again, and when he slightly turned sideways, she gently leaned closer and whispered, "Brother Cangran, I'd better wait outside. Come on, finish it quickly."

After saying that, she turned around and went out.

Huang Cangran's first reaction was shock.

The second reaction was to walk over to the person who had talked the most and said that elementary school students could also be very unrestrained: “In the future, watch your mouth.” The hidden anger, coupled with the person’s own guilty conscience, made people dare not resist.

The third step was to just walk out.

"So fast?" Huang Cangran's speed was beyond Zhuge Qinuo's expectations.

Huang Cangran said without even turning back: "Let's go!"

"Huang Cangran!" Behind him was his female classmate.

Huang Cangran turned around and looked at her standing on the steps.

"Not fighting anymore?" the female classmate asked.

"No more fighting!" Huang Cangran didn't say much. He took Zhuge Qinuo's cold little hand and left.

Just a few steps away.

"Brother Cangran!" Zhuge Qinuo called him.

"What's the matter?" He had mixed emotions.

"Squat down!" she demanded.

"You don't want me to carry you, do you?" To be honest, Huang Cangran actually felt a little distressed and guilty. Such a primary school student had to come out to look for him in the middle of winter. It was really ridiculous. So, even if he had to carry him, he was willing.

Although his mouth was tough, his body obeyed.

He squatted down, but to his surprise, Zhuge Qinuo did not climb on him and lie on his back, but took off his clothes and put them on him again: "Brother Cangran, you can put them on yourself. I'm not cold."

Huang Cangran saw that although her face and nose were red from the cold, she was wrapped up tightly, so he did not refuse and put on her clothes.

"Let's go home!" He took her hand again, clenched her hand into a fist, wrapped it in his palm, and put them both in his pocket.

"It can't be that my mother asked you to come here," he asked.

"No, I sneaked out," she replied.

"Would a good kid do such a thing?" He didn't believe it, but for some reason, he felt vaguely happy.

"This is our secret, you must not let godmother know." Zhuge Qinuo said seriously.

Huang Cangran actually knew that Feng Ping knew he had sneaked out to play, but compared to his equally busy parents, and compared to some of Feng Ping's friends who didn't even study, at least he could keep his grades in the middle. He relied on his self-control to go home, and relied on his rebellious period to do some extraordinary things. It's strange to say, Feng Ping is not like other parents, who either beat or scold. They have reached a tacit understanding that as long as it's not excessive, they won't ask.

Huang Cangran’s thoughts made Zhuge Qinuo a little anxious.

"Brother Cangran?" she reminded him tentatively.

"Okay, secret!" He came back to his senses and answered in a relaxed tone.

Huang Cangran really didn't expect Zhuge Qinuo to do this. He was even more amazing than him. After all, when he was in the fourth grade, he was still thinking about playing house.

He thought about her behavior today and suddenly felt that they were like-minded. His dissatisfaction with her seemed to have lessened. When he looked at her again, she looked just like she did when she was a child, very cute.

As they walked, they were very close to home.

"Why are you walking so fast with Brother Cangran? I just walked for a long time." Zhuge Qinuo seemed obviously relieved.

Huang Cangran wanted to reply to her words, but suddenly had a new idea: "It's okay if I don't tell my mom, but I can't guarantee my family's security guard. He will know that you just came out and are going in now."

"Does the security guard know that you're coming out?" Zhuge Qinuo asked with blinking eyes.

"You probably don't know! I climbed over the wall." Huang Cangran replied.

"He won't even know I'm out." She was very calm.

"How did you do it?" Huang Cangran was no longer calm. Looking at her body, she didn't look like she could climb over the wall.

Zhuge Qinuo did not answer, but just walked forward.

I saw her come to a fence with less grass, take off her coat, hat and scarf and throw them inside, then turn sideways and crawl in through the gap in the railing.

Then he calmly put his clothes back on, put on his hat and scarf.

From a little wild child who went out and climbed through walls in the middle of the night, she turned into a good girl in the blink of an eye.

Huang Cangran couldn't help but give her a thumbs up when she saw her actions. Zhuge Qinuo smiled, feeling a little proud.

He quickly climbed over the wall and returned to the yard.

After all, he is a "repeat offender" and his movements are quite skillful.

"You locked the door?" Huang Cangran widened his eyes.

"You don't have the key, do you?" Zhuge Qinuo was really scared now.

Huang Cangran observed her for 5 seconds.

"How is that possible!" He took out the key proudly, let Zhuge Qinuo in first, and opened and closed the door in the most silent way.

Go up to the door of the two people's room on the second floor.

"Go to bed early." Huang Cangran suddenly showed concern.

It wasn't the first time he said these three words to Zhuge Qinuo, but before, he always said them with a little sarcasm and reluctance. This time, she could feel his sincere admonition.

They both went into their rooms.

Huang Cangran took off his coat and wanted to go to bed, but he felt very cold. He then wondered if the girl next door would also be cold, so he suddenly didn't want to stay in bed.

More importantly, he still has many questions to ask the kid next door.

He was wearing long underwear and long trousers, and gently knocked on Zhuge Qinuo's door. When he pressed the handle, the door was unexpectedly unlocked. Zhuge Qinuo was about to get up from the bed, and Huang Cangran hushed and jumped into her bed: "I'll warm the quilt for you."

Zhuge Qinuo only felt a body approaching, with a little bit of warmth.

"What?" Seeing Zhuge Qinuo didn't say anything, "I..."

"Nothing. I just remembered that when we were little, we slept together and watched the stars on the balcony many times, at my house, with my mom. There were also a few times when I slept with my godmother in your hometown, and you came to grab mom, and then you slept in the middle."

"Oh, so you still remember. I thought you kids wouldn't remember things that happened when you were so young! And you even deliberately put your hand into my clothes in the middle of winter to freeze me."

"I was already in the senior class by then and could remember things, brother."

Huang Cangran thought that calling him brother was particularly nice: "Put your hands on my belly and your feet on my legs. I'll warm you up. Don't put your hands under my clothes."

"It's okay actually. I'm like this cold every day. I'll warm up if I sleep longer."

"I'm here now, so don't be polite. Anyway, I have something to ask you. It would be a waste if you don't let me go."