Chapter 3 Bar Turbulence II

  The surroundings started to ring with excited screams again, but this time the decibel was much lower, probably because I and A-Qian were in the center.

  I stiffened and turned my head, the beautiful young man with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes curved and staring at me unblinkingly, his black and white eyes seemed to be embedded with two transparent black gemstones.

  "Xiao Qiao, when did you come back up?" I grinned foolishly, but just now he clearly went down, and didn't hear any screams, could it be that Ah Qian and I were too engrossed in our conversation?

  "A minute ago." Qiao Cheng sat down beside A Shallow, perhaps not wanting to be overheard by others, his voice was very soft.

  "Are you tired? Then take a good rest." I stroked the hairs on my arm that had stood up, and also lowered my voice.

  "A Yao, have you become disenchanted with me?"

  Ah Q's shoulders suddenly shook violently.

  "What?!" I exclaimed in shock, "How could this be?! When did I ever say that?!"

  "Why do you only like mixed-blood babies?" His eyes suddenly became very hurt, and a thin mist seemed to spread across his eyes.

  I was taken aback, this sentence seems a bit off: "What's the inevitable connection between liking mixed-blood kids and disliking you?"

  "Because I am not a foreigner."

  "But I'm not having a baby with you." As soon as these words left my mouth, I felt a bit awkward.

  Chang Qiao seemed to have not noticed what I said: "If all the girls like mixed-blood babies, how can we Chinese boys carry on the family line?"

  "This range seems too big and a bit forced, besides, it's impossible for all girls in the great China to like mixed-bloods like me and Ah Qian." I dryly laughed and tried to pull Ah Qian down to comfort this hurt young man, but she didn't even turn her head, completely ignoring herself.

  Qiao didn't say a word, his long and pale fingers tightly clasped together on the table, the joints faintly turning blue from excessive force, within my line of sight I could see that his expression was as painful and helpless as if he had been whipped.

  My heart skipped a beat, I gritted my teeth and said: "Besides, with your good looks, who wouldn't be fond of you?"

  "Really?" His eyes lit up suddenly, "Then A Yao, don't you care about me?"

  I stiffened for a moment, if I said directly that I wasn't interested, this beautiful young man would probably burst into tears immediately. But if I said I was interested, why did it have a subtle feeling of a tomboy confessing to a delicate beauty?

  I cleared my throat and said carefully, "As a positive, lively and healthy girl, I naturally appreciate your beauty, of course, it's just a simple appreciation."

  "He immediately had a matter-of-fact expression: 'Since that's the case, then you shouldn't pay attention to mixed-blood babies anymore.'"

  "And why is this?" His string of questions today was really strange and weird.

  "If I see you and your foreign boyfriend being all lovey-dovey in front of me, I'll be so hurt that I won't want to live. And if I see you have a mixed-blood baby, I'll feel like I've been completely abandoned." Cheng Qiao furrowed her brow, then looked down with an expression of great distress. "Even if my future wife and I are emotionally stable, I'll still be insecure. I'll be worried that she'll go find another foreign man to have a mixed-blood baby with. I really don't want this kind of life, Yaoyao. How can you bear it?"

  I was stunned by his reason and painfully said: "But why me, Ah Qian also has to rely on her relatives, why don't you catch her?"

  He stared at me, his voice firm: "Because you care about me. So I also care about you, although I also care about Ah Qian. But she doesn't care about me at all, so there's no need to consider her decision."

  "Who says Ah Qian also misses you, she previously said she wanted to..."

  "No way, I suddenly realized that I don't care about Xiao Qiao at all, because his figure is really not strong enough." Ah Qian retorted in a serious tone.

  I pointed at them and stuttered, unable to speak, finally understanding how suffocating and resentful those who were forced to bear the burden of a human life must feel.

  "Actually, mixed-blood babies aren't necessarily the best-looking; if their genes are excellent enough, pure-blood babies can also be soft and cute enough to make you and your uncles and aunts pinch them playfully." Cheng Qiao turned her black gemstone-like eyes around, then curved them again, and amidst the gentle and pure light flowing through, she unexpectedly revealed an innocent and charming expression.

  I was stunned for a moment.

  He smiled and nodded at me: "So, A Yao, you're agreeing then?"

  "What did I agree to?"

  "Promise me, you won't find a foreign boyfriend, and even less likely to have a mixed-blood baby out of wedlock. Otherwise, your precious little Jiao will live a life of constant fear in her marriage." That clear voice was extremely soft and gentle, like a temptation and also like a kind warning.

  I don't know if I nodded or shook my head, but in a daze, I saw the beautiful boy opposite me smile very satisfactorily and then get up and disappear from my line of sight.

  It was unknown how much time had passed when Ah Qian's soft voice sounded from the front: "Actually, Xiao Qiao's genes are very good, beauty and intelligence coexist..."

  I suddenly turned back, patted my own face: "No no no, I didn't do anything and didn't say anything, my mixed-blood kid and I won't be separated for a lifetime without meeting each other..."

  Ah Qian interrupted my monologue lightly: "It's okay, I'm still here."

  I was stunned for a moment, and immediately grasped A-Qian's hand, saying emotionally: "I knew you were the best, A-Qian! You'll definitely help me resolve this issue perfectly, won't you?"

  She shook her head: "I mean you can't have mixed-blood kids without a problem, anyway I can." Seeing me staring at her in disbelief, she kindly added, "And occasionally give this godmother a pinch."

  I shook her off, and the souls around me who were begging for a beating just kept increasing...

  "By the way, don't you think Xiao Qiao is a bit abnormal?" She looked at me seriously.

  I thought for a moment: "It's okay, I'm getting more and more used to it, but sometimes I think he can be a little bit of an attacker." My hand unconsciously touched my arm, the initial chill had completely disappeared.

  "By the way, you're already 20 years old, aren't you? You're so old now, and yet you still haven't found a boyfriend. Won't White Dad and White Mom be unhappy about that?" She said thoughtfully, stroking her chin.

  I snorted: "How dare you say that to me, are you even older than me by half a year? And where do I have the free time and energy to comfort a grown man now?"

  "That's also true, then why don't you pair up with Xiao Qiao? You're already in the same place, aren't you?" She said very seriously.

  I burst out laughing: "With Xiao Qiao? What a joke! I would feel guilty!"

  She stared at me steadily and then casually said "oh".

  "What?" I asked her.

  "It's nothing," she smiled, "I just feel like this summer vacation is going to be really long."

  PS：

  With tears of gratitude, thank you for [Zi Jia]'s pink ticket! I'm so happy!

  Thank you for the 588 reward from [Lan Song Shu]!

  Blessings of peace from [Tea Roasting], [Lan O He] and [Fiery Red Pepper Field]!

  Today's chapter was originally not just this much, but the poor author got a fever, and spent almost an entire day in a daze... Tears, lying down begging for mercy... Only three days left, tearfully begging for pink...