The hot food went down, and the almost frozen body gradually eased up: "Thank you for inviting me to breakfast, in fact, I forgot to bring money today, and I was going to starve and freeze." That, how can I pay you back?

"No," replied the beautiful reporter with a blank face, "the original thing must be returned." ”

Qu Nanxiu was stunned for a moment, how could the original thing be returned? Could it be that what was eaten had to be spit out?

Seeing that he was confused and embarrassed, the beautiful reporter Haha Yile broke the work: "I mean, at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, you will come here to have breakfast with me, how about you invite me?"

"That's fine!"

Qu Nanxiu agreed, anyway, there was no class and no part-time job the next morning. He thought to himself, this sister looks quite ladylike, but she actually has a real personality.

At seven o'clock the next morning, everyone else went to the cafeteria, and Qu Nanxiu ran to this breakfast stall as promised, wanting to hurry up and get rid of this favor.

Looking around, there is no beautiful reporter, mainly because there is haze, and you can't see it clearly from a distance.

In Beijing, traffic jams are commonplace, and only "No. 11" is the most reliable. Originally, the distance of ten minutes by car is generally an hour to get there, but if it takes half an hour, it will be like burning incense.

Qu Nanxiu expressed his understanding of being late, and stood in the cold wind and waited.

People come and go, but there are no such people. waited until eight o'clock, and the boss was ready to close the stall and hadn't come yet.

Qu Nanxiu sighed, rubbed his frozen hands, and regretted a little why he didn't want a phone call yesterday? You won't let me go of the pigeon, right? If you don't see me today, you will wait for a small matter, and you won't be able to repay the big thing, and you will have to worry about this matter in the future, how troublesome it is.

"I'm sorry, I'm late!"

The beautiful reporter was carrying a small bag and wearing a half-heel, "da-da-da" trotted all the way, her hair was loosened, and the two strands of hair were casually put on her shoulders, which had a kind of lazy beauty.

Qu Nanxiu has always felt that walking in high heels = acrobatics: "Don't run, don't run, beware of not breaking your feet!"

"Oops, it's jammed on the third ring!

"It's okay, it's okay, it's the point of going to work, if the third ring road is not blocked, then something is wrong, haha. ”

Qu Nanxiu hurriedly asked the boss: "What else?" ”

So, on the table in front of them, there were fragrant puff pastry, sesame cakes that were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and tofu brains poured with soy tofu sauce, marinated shrimp oil, leek flowers and sesame paste...... Such a hearty breakfast for two days in a row.

(Write it down again, today I have to break it because the author Jun was unfortunately drowned alive on the keyboard with saliva, am my old man wronged?)

The two of them worked hard for a long time without scruples, and the reporter's sister remembered to ask him: "Hey, what's your name?"

"Qu Nanxiu, what about you?"

The beautiful reporter swallowed a mouthful of tofu brain and said, "Xue Qingci." ”

"A little fresh name. ”

"Yours is also quite literary. Actually, in Taili, they all call me 'Xiao Que'. ”

"Xiao Lack?" Qu Nanxiu laughed with a cheek ravel, "Lack of heart and eyes?"

The words were already eloquent, and suddenly felt that he was not very familiar with a professional woman, so it didn't seem appropriate to use such words.

Xue Qingci didn't mind at all: "My surname is Xue, it should have been Xiao Xue, but screaming and screaming becomes a little missing, and I am sometimes a little lacking in heart." But you're still in school, I'm older than you, you can't call it that, you have to call it 'Sister Xue'." ”

"No, no, no, I'm not used to calling people sisters, I like to protect others. Although you are older than me, you don't look a few years older, and I also call you a little short, so it looks kind. ”

Xiao Que took another big bite of the baked cake and chewed it, and said vaguely: "It doesn't matter, it's up to you, the name is also a symbol, and it's okay to be called A, B, C, D." ”

"Little A, Little B, Little C, Little Ding... Eh, it doesn't seem to be as good as Xiao Que, so let's just do it. ”

“OK。 ”

After finishing speaking, the two of them buried their heads in a busy meal again.

Xiao Que raised his head and said, "The things made at this breakfast stall are very good, and the prices are also affordable." One day, I will recommend it to my colleague in charge of food in the station, maybe I can expose it and increase some customer flow. ”

"Journalists are really capable. ”

"It's not that journalists are capable, it's that the power of the media should not be underestimated. It's a pity that there are no coke rings for sale here. ”

Qu Nanxiu said: "What kind of traditional Beijing snack do you say, eaten with bean juice?"

"That's right. ”

"But I listen to your accent, I don't look like a Beijing native, I heard that only Beijing natives love to eat. ”

"Well, I'm not from Beijing, but my friend is, and he likes to eat coke rings with bean juice. The coke ring is quite delicious, but the bean juice," Xiao Que wrinkled his nose and said with a disgusted expression, "I think it's stinky, it's really hard to swallow, and he doesn't say it's particularly fragrant." ”

"Haha, it's like stinky tofu, some people love and some people hate. ”

Qu Nanxiu remembered a quote from Guo Degang - "Look if this person is from Beijing, he is lying there, pinching his nose and pouring bean juice." Stand up and scold the street, ask from other places, stand up and wipe your mouth, 'Is there a coke circle?' from Beijing!"

Thinking of this, I almost laughed out of breath.

"Qu Nanxiu, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, nothing. Did you just talk about your boyfriend, why don't you eat breakfast with him?"

Xiao Que's smile was immediately frozen by the cold: "That's the ex." ”

Qu Nanxiu let out an interesting "oh".

"From behind, you look very similar to him, and when I interviewed him that day, I almost thought you were him. ”

Qu Nanxiu finally understood why the beautiful reporter took the initiative to pay for herself, and asked herself to meet again, probably because she hadn't let go of her ex in her heart.

But he wasn't angry.

That's good, inviting her to breakfast is more humane than paying her back directly.

People are tired enough to be alive, and if there is no human touch, then there is no advantage between living and dying. However, money and human affection seem to be incompatible, otherwise how to say, what if it hurts to be angry when it comes to money? If Qu Nan has to choose the same, he wants to choose the latter in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't love money. A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way, and he also wants to make a fortune quickly and be the male god of Li Tangni in a good name. If you can achieve your career ambitions and make a lot of money, that's the best.

Qu Nanxiu stopped to look at Xiao Que who was munching on the baked cake in front of him, and inexplicably felt that she was strange and familiar, and she seemed capable and down-to-earth in addition to her intellectuality. Before I knew it, reason was taken away by the white light again......

The girl who swayed on the swing with a green silk and wandered in the fragrance of osmanthus with herself, isn't it Xiao Que?

Riding the wind and galloping on the bank of the long river and setting sun, riding a horse or returning from a horse, isn't it also a small shortage?

The last time the hallucination came, it seemed that she heard someone else call her the Lord of Shuying. The temperament of the county lord is obviously more classical and restrained than that of the reporter.

Her eyes are so clear, her cheeks are so delicate, she feels like a cup of tea, pure and calm, not stained with dust, but when she looks closely, there is indeed a shadow of a small gap between her eyebrows.

Every time they parted, she stubbornly preferred to bite her lower lip rather than ask the sentence - "When will you come again?"

But he was wrapped in a black robe, but he just smiled without conscience and staged a "head touch", and then turned around and walked away, not saying where he was going, not saying how long he would go, or even whether he would come back......

And when Xiao Que looked at the back of Qu Nanxiu, who was incarnated as Tu Tian, there was something shiny in his eyes all the time, and his fists were clenched tightly, but he didn't reach out to stop him. She thought, Tu Tian's world is very big, and I hope that when he is tired of playing outside, he can come back to this home with me...... Such infatuation, touching the heavens and the earth.

The picture turned - the heavy snow covered the Zhu Pavilion, and there were zero osmanthus trees in one tree. Then, the sound of killing was everywhere, the flames of war were flying, the flag was hunting, and the horse leather was shrouded. Everything in the era of peace is like dust trampled by the horse's hooves, and it is wiped out!

Qu Nanxiu, dressed in black robes, did not participate in the war, but stood high and stared at all this like a god, as if he was just a standby, and as if he was the busiest, because he was deliberately looking for something. In addition to sadness, there is also a heavy concern in my heart.

His gaze was like a torch like lightning, penetrating everything in the world, and finally found Shuying again! It's just that she is no longer the beautiful girl with beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes.

Her figure has hardly changed, but her face is old, and life has given her a face full of vicissitudes and resentment. She was alone, far from the bustling city, living a life of firewood, rice, oil and salt, ploughing land and weaving, and being a self-sufficient village woman, and never married.

Tu Tian's regret penetrated into Qu Nanxiu's heart. I regret that when I left her, I didn't talk to her more, I didn't make her laugh a few more times, even if I could say "I won't come back, don't wait for me", it's fine!

In the end, when I saw Shuying dying at the age of fifty, Qu Nanxiu, who was Tu Tian at that moment, only felt that the corners of his mouth were salty, and his heart was tearing and painful.

blamed himself for being full, and squeezed in to participate in a horse race in order to provoke the county lord, and after people fell in love with him, he patted his ass and walked away in a chic manner. Although it is not her fault that the country is broken, it is her own fault that she has been waiting for a lifetime, and I am sorry for her......

"Hey, Qu Nanxiu, what do you think?"

Qu Nanxiu was accustomed to this sentence, and it was often when someone asked him this that he was dragged back to reality from the trance brought by the white light. If no one had been screaming, would he have wandered in the white light for the rest of his life?

In the world of white light, there are no suits and leather shoes, only robes and skirts, and there is no trendy high-tech, only swords and swords.

It's okay to be fresh for a while, but it's unbearable to stay for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, Qu Nanxiu saw Xiao Que waving a hand in front of the tip of his nose to attract his attention.