Chapter 2962
Chapter 2962
"Is there...any difference?"
Fatty Xu asked in confusion.
"Of course there is a difference!"
Yang Siya put her hands on her hips and started the class very seriously.
"Women's perfume is for men to smell, and men's perfume is for women to smell. If you use it incorrectly, you won't achieve the desired effect!"
Upon hearing this, Fatty Xu said decisively, "That's perfect! I want the same perfume you use."
Yang Siya covered her mouth in surprise, then seemed to have thought of something and said, "Is your old lover from Shengjing here?"
Fatty Xu's face turned even redder: "No, no, I just... have a friend who needs it."
Yang Siya stopped teasing him, otherwise Fatty Xu would be so embarrassed that he would have to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Yang Siya brought her own perfume to Fatty Xu, who sprayed it all over himself carefully, then mustered up the courage to go out and meet Li Yangyang.
The frog looked at his youthful appearance from behind, silently gave him a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Come on, boy!"
As he thought about it, a trace of sadness suddenly flashed in his eyes. He then continued to take a big sip of wine, then laughed and hugged the big chinchilla's furry body and began to tell it the story of the past.
"Thinking back to those days! I once had a beautiful love..."
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On the other side, Fatty Xu walked out of the shelter, passed through the huge hemispherical fortress and came to the door.
A graceful figure stood with her back to him, standing tall and graceful in the snow and ice. Her dark green combat uniform became a beautiful embellishment in this cold world.
After not seeing each other for a long time, Fatty Xu stopped for a moment when he saw Li Yangyang in front of him.
Qi Baokai was born in a middle-class family in Qingpu District, Tianhai City.
His father is a well-known screenwriter and his mother is a high school music teacher.
His good family background allowed him to receive a good education from the day he was born. Under the influence of his parents, he tried both literature and music, but ultimately chose music.
When he was a teenager, his musical talent was recognized by his teachers and classmates at school. He was a popular musical genius, and countless young girls who were just beginning to fall in love became obsessed with him because of one of his violin performances.
But when he grew up, his family suffered a sudden change. His father died of a serious illness, and the family was burdened with a large debt.
As a last resort, he had to temporarily give up his studies at the expensive music conservatory and earn money to supplement his family income by performing music.
He has tried every way to make money, including hotels, nightclubs, and even street performances.
Whenever he had no work, he would take the violin his father gave him and go to the intersection of Changning Street in Tianhai City to play music.
The elegant sound of the violin is particularly eye-catching on the streets of Tianhai City. The ethereal and pleasant music tells the inner sorrow of this down-and-out musician.
Passersby always can't help but throw in some coins.
Gradually, a young girl began to appear among the crowd who came to listen to music.
When the violin sounded, she would always appear beside the street lamp on time, silently watching the young musician. Then, after the performance, she would put a ten-yuan bill in his violin case.
After the music ended, she would leave immediately and never had a conversation with the young people.
Gradually, the young people also noticed this special audience.
There had never been a single word of communication between the two of them, but he could feel that the girl understood his music.
A special feeling began to spread in my heart.
Qi Baokai couldn't help but secretly follow the girl to her residence after a performance and asked the neighbors around her about her name.
When he first learned that her name was Jiang Manshi, he couldn't help but smile knowingly. That night, he was so excited that he even couldn't sleep all night.
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