At the dinner table, Mr. Hemei said a lot of heartfelt words, and Qingfeng felt that the trip was worthwhile.

She looked at her watch, it was almost nine o'clock, and she prayed in her heart that everyone would disperse quickly, because in the middle Li Cheng called and asked when she would go home, and Nini looked for her mother.

As if there was telepathy, Li Cheng called again and said that Nini was not sleeping and wanted to find her mother. Nini was heard humming and chirping on the phone, and Qingfeng was in a state of sleep when she heard it. She turned her head and looked at Teacher Mei very embarrassedly, and stopped talking.

Teacher Mei was talking to other students, and she didn't see Qingfeng's eyes. However, Qingfeng saw An Zhichen go over to Mr. Mei to toast and say a long list of kind words, and after a while, the two of them turned their heads to look at Qingfeng, Qingfeng thought to himself, the opportunity has come, and he wants to say goodbye to Mr. Mei.

"Qingfeng, your child is small, you go back first, not an outsider, don't be polite", Teacher Mei opened her mouth before Qingfeng.

Qingfeng picked up his bag, walked to the teacher's side, and said apologetically, "Teacher Mei, I have to go home first today, when will you leave Nancheng?"

"I have to stay for five days, and several schools here have arranged lectures for me about psychological care for teenagers. ”

Qingfeng thanked the teacher for her understanding, she went back to her seat and took a wine glass, and saluted everyone: "Students, my home is inconvenient, I want to go first, everyone eat and drink well, and get home safely." There is time to meet again another day. "Said I wanted a glass of wine.

Nodding to everyone, everyone also asked her to pay attention to safety on the road, and then she said goodbye to Teacher Mei again and wanted to go.

"If you have something to do, you can go first, and if you don't have anything to do, just chat," An Zhichen said.

No one has anything to do anymore, after all, there are more men, and men are not in a hurry to see the baby, and there is no shortage of entertainment in their lives.

"In the morning, you send Qingfeng, although she doesn't drink much, but after all, she is a girl", Teacher Mei is very considerate. Qingfeng shirked it, but the teacher and Zhichen were more persistent, and she complied with their wishes.

The two went out before and after, and as soon as they walked out of the hotel gate, Qingfeng stood still and said to him, "You go back, everyone is here, it's so close, I'll walk back",

An Zhichen smiled, "I don't drive, I've drunk, let's go, send you." He walked forward.

Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, and then followed.

Osmanthus is fragrant, the breeze is just right, the silver moonlight swayed down, walking on the cross-river bridge, the water waves are slightly swinging, the fishing boat is horning, and the breeze thinks of the verse: the dew is wet and the rock osmanthus, and the wind blows and sits on the mulberry. The pavilion is cloudy, and the river brings the moon.

"Qingfeng, I'm annoying, don't look at me glamorous in front of people, in fact, my heart is depressed. Zhichen spoke slowly, and before she could speak, he said to himself, "Panpan and I always quarreled at the beginning, the quarrel was not terrible, now we can't even quarrel, this is more terrible, cold and violent, I will be depressed as soon as I get home, so I don't go home, but I think Kai Kai, he is my son, I don't want to hurt the child, how innocent he is, I want to give him a sound family, but I can't stand it, I feel very tired, annoying, and painful."

Qingfeng listened quietly to him, what qualifications did she have to persuade him.

She doesn't understand her life. In the past, she would always hear "every family has a scripture that is difficult to read", and she couldn't understand it, she felt that as long as the two people had a heart, the words were opened, and whoever was wrong would admit it. But after getting married, she realized that many words could not be said at all, and many times there was no right or wrong, and the positions were different, and the perspective of things was different. Living together can only tolerate each other, run in, and change, which is a painful process.

Why are there philosophers, she thinks that philosophers are also forced by life to become philosophers.

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read", and in the end she could only comfort him with this pale language. It's powerless, but it's the essence of life.

An Zhichen suddenly looked at her with burning eyes, "Qingfeng, how many times I recall the past, I regret it, I regret missing you." At the time, I didn't think I liked you very much, but after I got married, I thought of you many times, and when I dreamed of you, I would say to myself, it's over, it was a young dream. Until I meet you again. ”

Qingfeng is completely stunned now, and the impact is not small, and there is a realistic gap between guessing and being confirmed.

He paused, saw her expression, the expression of being frightened, and smiled bitterly, "Did I scare you, I was happy to meet you, but when I heard you say child, I know that we missed it perfectly again, I don't want to say it, maybe it's drinking, and it's even more vulnerable under the night." ”

After speaking, he touched her head, which reminded Qingfeng of the past, and touched her head like this. Her heart was also sullen and sour. Speechless.

"Let's go, isn't your daughter waiting for you?"

He took her hand, and Qingfeng broke free, "I'll pull it for a while, I'm sad", and took her hand again.

This time, Qingfeng couldn't bear it, and didn't break free, but he didn't respond either. But An Zhichen feels that as long as he holds hands, it is very good, what if he doesn't respond!

Under the moonlight, the two of them walked slowly, and Qingfeng had an illusion, as if he had returned to Cardamom Eighteen, and walked like this...... Arriving at the crossroads of her house, he let go of his hand.

"Good night," he said.

Qingfeng licked his dry lips, and "good night" was hoarse.

After saying that, he left, and every step was extremely heavy. She wanted to look back, but she felt that she couldn't turn back, because they each had a family and responsibilities, and she couldn't give him fantasies.

Qingfeng may never know, An Zhichen looked at her and thought: If he turns back, he will hug her. But until she was gone, she was not seen looking back.

Qingfeng also didn't know how An Zhichen was depressed at that moment.