pjbooks Chapter 55: The Carefully Prepared "Appointment"
Chapter 55: The Carefully Prepared "Appointment"
Song Qingning searched through a huge pile of clothes for a long time, but couldn't find anything she liked.
She squatted down again, pulled open the bottom drawer, and pulled out a denim mini skirt and a light pink short-sleeved shirt.
He held it up to himself and was finally somewhat satisfied.
Song Qingning threw her clothes on the bed and sat down at the dressing table to start putting on makeup.
Foundation, concealer, eyebrows, eyeliner, mascara...
Following the order, they applied the items to the face one by one.
Song Qingning applied her makeup more than twice as fast as usual.
Moreover, they are meticulous and conscientious.
After finishing her makeup, she took her hair out and recombed it, instead of tying it into pigtails.
She used to like wearing pigtails, but after seeing that "green tea" girl, she felt that was her signature look.
So she let her hair down and used a curling iron to curl the ends into a slight wave.
Then, she tucked a small strand of hair from her left temple behind her ear, revealing the small silver earring she had worn for several years without ever taking it off.
Finally, she changed into the light pink short-sleeved shirt and denim mini skirt, and twirled in front of the mirror.
The shirt was tucked into the waistband of the skirt, which fell just to mid-thigh—neither too short nor too long, and had all the right curves.
Song Qingning nodded, indicating her satisfaction, and then took out a pair of white canvas shoes from the shoe cabinet and put them on.
She took one last look in the mirror, tossed her hair a few times, then picked up her keys and went out.
When Song Qingning pushed open the door to Lin Bei's house again...
Lin Bei was dragging the floor tile under the coffee table.
He straightened up and glanced at Song Qingning.
A pink shirt, a denim skirt, canvas shoes, her hair down, and her face covered in makeup.
Lin Bei smiled slightly but didn't say anything.
But deep down, he knew exactly what was going on.
"What are you laughing at?" Song Qingning stood at the door, looking at Lin Bei with disdain.
"It's nothing." Lin Bei put the mop back in the bathroom, and when he came out, there was still that smile on his lips.
"Hmph!" Song Qingning ignored Lin Bei, plopped down on the sofa, held a cup of milk tea in her hand, poked at the pearls at the bottom of the cup with the straw, and stared at the TV.
But the TV wasn't even turned on.
"What are you humming about?" Lin Bei walked to the coffee table and straightened the fruit plate that he had moved crooked while mopping the floor.
"Mind your own business." Song Qingning rolled her eyes.
Lin Bei stopped teasing her and turned to go to the kitchen to wash the mop cloth.
While Lin Bei had his back to her, Song Qingning looked down and checked whether all the buttons on his shirt were fastened correctly. She then touched the strand of hair tucked behind his ear with her fingertips to see if it was still in place.
at the same time.
Wu Xiaoxun turned around in front of her full-length mirror at home.
Today she chose a pale yellow short-sleeved knit top with a row of tiny pearl buttons at the neckline, and a white pleated skirt with the hem just ten centimeters above her knees.
She wore white over-the-knee socks pulled up to the back of her knees, and on her feet were a pair of low-cut leather shoes with bows.
Today, her pigtails were styled exceptionally symmetrically, with two black rubber bands hidden under her hair, and a small yellow daisy hair clip attached to the base of each ponytail.
Wu Xiaoxun looked in the mirror, brushed her bangs to the left and then to the right, finally deciding to let them hang naturally above her eyebrows.
Then, she picked up a light pink lip gloss from the vanity and applied it in front of the mirror.
He pursed his lips and then nodded in satisfaction.
"Perfect."
Wu Xiaoxun smiled at herself in the mirror.
She knew that if she went to Lin Bei's house today, her childhood sweetheart would definitely be there too.
The first time we met in the hotel corridor, the girl named Song Qingning looked at me with a murderous glint in her eyes.
Moreover, he kicked Lin Bei's shin right away.
That wasn't just throwing a tantrum; it was clearly protecting his food.
Wu Xiaoxun isn't stupid.
Song Qingning definitely likes Brother Lin Bei too.
But liking something doesn't mean you can't compete fairly.
She just turned eighteen last month and will soon be a freshman in college. Once she's an adult, she can start dating.
Lin Bei's childhood sweetheart is just someone he's known for a little longer; she still has a good chance.
Wu Xiaoxun casually stuffed the lip gloss into her small handbag, and also put a pack of tissues and a bottle of mineral water into the bag.
The water was for Lin Bei's brother. He coughed when he was smoking last time, probably because his throat was sore.
After doing all this, Wu Xiaoxun stepped out the door in her white leather shoes.
……
8:40.
Doorbell rang.
Lin Bei leaned the mop against the corner of the wall and went to open the door.
Su Qianqian stood at the door, holding a small white paper bag in her hand.
Today she wore a light blue short-sleeved shirt with a thin ribbon of the same color tied at the collar, and a beige cotton long skirt that covered her mid-calf.
She wore a pair of white flat shoes, each with a small pearl on the surface.
Her hair was still not tied up, but naturally draped over her shoulders, with the ends slightly curled inwards, and a small silver hair clip was tucked behind her left ear.
She wore light makeup, with only a thin layer of foundation, neatly trimmed eyebrows, and a layer of clear lip balm on her lips.
"Coming." Lin Bei stepped aside to make way for the doorway.
"Mmm." Su Qianqian handed him the paper bag. "It's for you."
Lin Bei took it and opened it to find a brand new set of car seat cushions.
A few days ago, he posted a status on QQ Space saying that the car seat cushions at the driving school were so wet with sweat they were shiny.
She actually remembered it.
Lin Bei looked up at her, but Su Qianqian had already walked past him into the living room, her gaze sweeping over the three cups of milk tea and three glasses on the coffee table.
Then it landed on Song Qingning, who was pretending to watch TV on the sofa.
Lin Bei didn't say anything more and turned to go to the kitchen.
When Song Qingning saw Su Qianqian, her eyes lit up instantly.
She sprang up from the sofa, grabbed Su Qianqian's wrist, and pulled her down to sit on the sofa.
"Qianqian, you're finally here!" Song Qingning lowered her voice and pulled Su Qianqian closer to her, making sure Lin Bei in the kitchen couldn't hear her.
"Please take a look at this for me."
"How do I look today?"
"Has there been any improvement compared to last time?"
After Su Qianqian settled down, she looked at Song Qingning seriously.
From the strands of hair to the earrings, from the buttons on the shirt to the folds of the skirt, and finally from the knees to the shoelaces of the canvas shoes.
Then, Su Qianqian nodded: "It looks good."
"It looked even better than the celebration for my last college admission."
"Really?" Song Qingning tugged at the hem of her shirt and touched the strand of hair behind her ear to see if it was still there.
"Really." Su Qianqian nodded seriously in reply.
Song Qingning leaned close to Su Qianqian's ear and lowered her voice even further: "That little green tea b*tch is coming later too."
"You were there in the hotel corridor last time, right? She came up and grabbed Lin Bei's arm, calling him 'Brother Lin Bei.' Her voice was so sweet it gave me goosebumps."
"She'll definitely come dressed up in her finest today."
"Therefore, I cannot lose."