After rebirth, I just want to win

Seeing her expression similar to Chisakata Eru's, Natsukawa began to feel uneasy, and Sakamoto's cells also appeared to cause trouble.

In Shimo Sakamoto, ahem, I digress.

He pressed the guitar horizontally, plucked the strings with his fingers, and hummed softly.

"Come, hold me."

Xia Chuan put his arms around Jiang He and handed her the guitar.

Jiang He's expression was startled, and his delicate body froze like a panicked little rabbit.

"This is hooking the strings. You press the strings with your left hand. When you loosen the strings, the sound continuity is better. It is a relatively simple technique. This is tapping the strings. Press the strings directly to the frets. The sound is lighter and less continuous. Music with strong rhythm is more suitable..."

"Uh-huh."

Jiang He glanced sideways at him. Seeing his serious look, he silently withdrew his gaze and listened humbly.

She thought that Xia Chuan deliberately took advantage of her.

We are so close, you can smell her body clearly.

Isn’t it said that boys have body odor?

He doesn't have it either, but he has a faint smell of a boy.

Jiang He's heart was pounding.

Fortunately, I took a shower. I shouldn’t smell like sweat, right?

Jiang He thought silently.

"like this…"

The gentle voice came out and the strings sounded. Jiang He pursed his lips and followed Xia Chuan's rhythm, pressing his fingers gently on the strings.

Age lasts but a moment

The love between children is like an epiphyllum

Can't escape the world of forgetfulness

Can't forget the startling look

What time is it when I roll up the curtain alone and look at the cold stars?

There is no way to avoid the passage of time that urges the young and the old

Can't find love and hate

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Feeling the wind of the world blowing against his face, Jiang He said crisply and seriously: "Xia Chuan, you are really a musical genius."

"Just take it as such, have you learned it?"

"How can I learn this? I'm too stupid compared to you."

Jiang He complained, and asked curiously: "What was the name of the song just now?"

"No name."

"The martial arts style of Jianghu is very strong. How about calling it Jianghu?"

Jiang He clapped his hands excitedly, making a snapping sound.

"Like the seals performing in that amusement park."

"You're a seal."

Jiang He thought of the seal lying beside the water in the amusement park patting his belly, and glared at him angrily: "How is it?"

Xia Chuan thought for a moment and nodded: "Just say so."

This may be called a coincidence, this song is really called Between Jianghu.

The two communicated in the park until late at night, and Jiang He never tired of it.

Xia Chuan also taught seriously. If the relationship between the two had not reached that level, he would probably have to continue to learn more about Jiang He and understand his roots.

"I really hope to hear this song on the player one day."

Jiang He blinked, looking forward to it: "Xia Chuan, thank you."

"Thank you for nothing, you're welcome."

"No, you are still injured and you still come out with me to be willful..."

Xia Chuan smiled: "Then wait for my injury to heal and treat me to a meal."

"OK."

Jiang He happily agreed: "Originally, after the second subject, I wanted to treat you to KFC. I'll treat you to something else alone."

"Hook."

"Hook~"

Jiang He found it interesting, and the two of them traced their fingers together: "Your fingers are so long."

"It's better to be longer."

Xia Chuan thought, 'It's not just fingers long': "Your hands are so tender."

“…….”

Jiang He thought, this boy is not serious if he says he is not serious.

But such a boy is so interesting.

It was getting late, Xia Chuan was sitting in a wheelchair, and Jiang He pushed her to the door of the hotel.

Jiang He asked worriedly: "Is it really okay for you to go back by yourself?"

"You look like something's wrong with me, don't make a fuss."

Xia Chuan pushed the wheelchair and stopped pretending.

Jiang He nodded slightly: "Then...bye..."

"gone."

Looking at Xia Chuan's tall back, Jiang He opened his lips lightly and shouted softly: "Xia Chuan, Xia Chuan..."

"What's wrong?"

"I forgot to give you the gift. Please wait for me."

Not long after, Jiang He left and returned, holding a framed photo in his hand.

Xia Chuan was a little surprised: "Did you draw it?"

"Yeah, how was the painting?"

"You are very good at painting."

Jiang He said proudly: "I have been learning dance and painting since I was a child. I remember telling you."

Xia Chuan nodded slightly: "Do you know how to illustrate?"

"Everything will happen."

Xia Chuan stared at the painting for a while and suggested, "I have something to ask you for help."

"What's up?"

"Game illustration. I'm currently working on a program and I need an illustrator. If you are willing, it will be of great help to me."

Isn't this the illustrator who came to your door?

If I had known that Jiang He was so good at painting, he would still be so reserved.

"no problem."

Jiang He agreed without thinking: "But don't blame me if you don't do well."

"Then it's an appointment."

There was no retractor this time. Xia Chuan said: "The painting is great."

"Thank you. It's very happy and relaxing to be with you." Jiang He said sincerely.

"Good night then."

"OK, good night."

Returning to the guest room, Jiang He took off his clothes and entered the bathroom.

The splashing water drops slid down the white neck and fell to the ground.

After taking a shower, blow drying your hair.

"Hey, Mom, I was taking a shower just now. Yeah, I'm at the hotel. I'll go to the simulation tomorrow. I'll pay attention. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang He lay on the soft bed.

Closing his eyes, what came into view was Xia Chuan's angular cheeks, and his gentle tone seemed to ring in his ears.

Jiang He tossed and turned, then stared at the ceiling.

Xia Chuan, do you like me?

So annoying.

Jiang He sighed, took out the mobile phone next to him and sent a message to Xia Chuan.

Seeing that he didn't reply to messages for a long time, I felt a little disappointed.

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Not long after Xia Chuan returned to the ward, he called Dong Qingrong while watching the World Cup.

Dong Qingrong really had tea with some of her old best friends.

"Sister Rong, the Golden Dragon Hotel has been sealed."

"You must be punished for this matter. No one has disturbed your rest recently, right?"

Listening to Dong Qingrong's tone and voice, Xia Chuan probably had the answer, and he didn't continue to dig deeper. It was pointless.

"I feel quite comfortable recently. I will be discharged from the hospital in a while. The World Cup is almost over. Sister Rong, don't buy it after it's over."

Xia Chuan's sincere advice: nine times out of ten you will lose when you bet, don't bet to win, even though Dong Qingrong gave the family plenty of money.

Dong Qingrong smiled slightly: "I know, I know it well. It's a pity that the father and son went in, and Xue Ying didn't go in, so the whole family couldn't be together."

Devil, you are.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Chuan stretched.

After noticing Jiang He's message and Cheng Yixiao's message, Xia Chuan was thinking about who to reply to first.

So he chose to reply to Jiang He and call Cheng Yixiao.

Not long after, Xia Qing came to check the ward.

"Xia Chuan, Spain really won and we made more than two hundred dollars. What should we buy tomorrow?"

"I won't buy it."

Xia Chuan shook his head: "I'll accept it as soon as it's ready. Are you going to rely on this to make a living?"

"Good luck."

"No matter how good your luck is, it will run out. Don't forget that you just want to make some living expenses. Now you are addicted?"

Xia Chuan raised his eyebrows.

Xia Qing pursed her lips and was speechless.

"If you don't buy it, I won't buy it either. My friend didn't win any of the ones he bought."

Xia Qing was so shocked that she sobered up a lot.

Xia Chuan nodded: "Just don't buy it. I will be discharged from the hospital in a while. If you make a profit, don't buy it."

"Will you be discharged from the hospital so soon?"

Xia Qing felt inexplicably melancholy.

To be honest, Xia Chuan's presence during her stay in the hospital made her life a lot easier.

Xia Qing was still a little depressed when she heard that the other party was going to be discharged from the hospital.

But it's wrong to think about it. You can't expect him to stay in the hospital all the time. It would be too vicious.

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