5. Chapter 5

Chen Qing is actually a very timid person in her bones, although she has experienced countless things over the years, whether it is struggling to survive with Qin Han, or accompanying Xu Huanhuan to rack her brains to deal with those flowery intestines, she is afraid all the time, even in the face of Meng Jing, she is afraid.

No matter how desperate she is, how she is not afraid of death, the coolness of panic is always there, and she can't control the panic that is as shallow as silk, and wisps of panic that emerge in the bottom of her heart.

At this moment, facing He Junyan, he is also afraid.

But she had to do something.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Allow me to say a word! โ€

A sudden loud voice successfully attracted his attention.

Chen Qing didn't give him the slightest room to interrupt, and said like a cannon: "I'm not the kind of professional person you think, I really just want to ask you if you want to give directions, no one stipulates that you can't make extra money in this way, right?" I'm sorry for the trouble, I don't want this thousand dollars, I just didn't solve the dinner, I want to thank you for sending me to the mall! โ€

She didn't know how much He Junyan would believe, and she didn't know the bottom herself, after all, it was a lie to show the way, and she had never been good at lying.

The car was quiet for two seconds.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Qingzi said in a straight tone: "My surname is Chen, Erdong Chen, a single name is light, and the light of 'the light boat has crossed the Ten Thousand Mountains'." โ€

It was so dark, the wind was so cold, she had just gone through a flight of hours, hunger, cold, exhaustion, the three factors intersected, she was so painstaking, so impulsive and reckless, it was not for fun.

The company's situation is indeed not good, but it is not bad enough for her to rack her brains for two hundred yuan.

Not for money, not for anything else. Why, exactly, only she knows.

"So?" He Junyan was silent for a long time and finally spoke up.

The emotions that rushed up to the head gradually calmed down, but the heartbeat did not slow down. She stared into his eyes and repeated seriously, tenacious and stubborn: "My name is Chen Qing." โ€

"Chen, light."

He wouldn't know how long this seemingly simple self-introduction had been hesitating in her life before it was finally spoken.

There was a moment of connection between his eyes, Chen Qing opened his eyes, said no more, put the small pile of banknotes on the side of his seat, opened the car door and went down.

I didn't dare to look at his expression, I didn't dare to explore more, and the moment I stepped on the ground, it seemed that I had returned from the unreal to reality.

Human impulses are justified.

She also had impulses, and the reasons were simple and pure.

Just wanted him to remember her face and remember her name. I hope he knows that she is Chen Qing, whether he hates it or not.

Clenched his fists, he came back to his senses and found that the car had not driven away yet, Chen raised his eyes slightly in astonishment, and the window of the car fell, throwing something out of it. She subconsciously caught it and saw that it was a bottle of mineral water that had not been opened.

When He Junyan went to the convenience store before, he bought several bottles at once, and the plastic bag was placed in the middle of the two driver's seats.

Now, for some reason, he actually took a bottle from the bag and threw it to her.

"Don't hang out on the street at night."

Dropping such a sentence, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away in an instant.

Chen Qing didn't have time to speak, his eyes were slightly open, he watched the car go away, and stood on the side of the road for a long time without coming back to his senses.

She didn't retract her gaze until the car shadow was completely gone, and the mineral water bottle in her hand was already warm.

The tighter and tighter I gripped, I was reluctant to pinch the shape of the bottle.

This bottle of water will probably stay in Chen Qing's room for a long time, and it will be stored for as long as it can be, just like the lace dresses, bows, and pink hairpins in her collection.

She doesn't admire the new, she doesn't greed, all the things she wanted when she was a child but didn't have, as long as God is willing to give it when she grows up, as long as she can get it, she regards it all as treasures.

No matter how much time passes, the years have not changed.

After eating and returning to the hotel, Chen Qing kept thinking about what happened dozens of minutes ago, his mind was chaotic and chaotic, and he didn't open the room card after swiping it twice.

Someone behind her shouted twice, and she suddenly realized that she was calling herself, and turned back in surprise: "Who?" โ€

"Manager Chen."

The tall woman in a bathrobe stood diagonally opposite, leaning against the door, raising her eyebrows and smiling at her: "Come back so late? โ€

"Oh...... I went to get something to eat. โ€

Chen Qing has a managerial position in the company, but few people usually call her like this, it took a few moments to react, smiled and asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?" โ€

The person who spoke was called Shao Yuan, he was usually very diligent in his activities, he was just as serious about how much money he had, he didn't talk much outside of work, and he waited quietly by himself most of the time.

Chen Qing is not familiar with her, but he has a good impression of her.

Shao Yuan said: "Mr. Qin is looking for you, your mobile phone can't get through, he called me and asked a few words." โ€

"Qin Han looking for me?"

Chen Qing lowered his head and rummaged through his bag, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and he didn't know when it turned off automatically. After pressing the power button a few times, there was no movement, so she had to throw it back into her bag, she looked up and smiled apologetically: "I'll wait to call him back, I'm sorry to make you rest, go to bed early." โ€

She turned around and continued to open the door, and the room card was finally read successfully, but Shao Yuan behind her spoke again.

"The company doesn't seem to be doing well during this time."

Chen froze lightly, turned around and said, "These things have Mr. Qin and me, you don't have to worry about ......"

"I know."

Shao Yuan interrupted her slowly, and there was no worry in her expression when the other models talked about it, nor did she have the slightest hint of inquiry, as if she was just chatting.

After a pause for a few seconds, she gently hooked her lips and suddenly pulled up a completely unrelated topic: "Manager Chen and Mr. Qin have a good relationship?" โ€

"......" Chen's eyes were slightly condensed, and the tips of his eyebrows moved slightly, "Are you interested in my relationship with him?" โ€

"It's not really, it's just curious, I've heard of some ...... since I first joined the company," Shao Yuan shrugged, "Manager Chen doesn't want to say it's okay, I'm just asking casually." โ€

Chen Qing restrained the cold light in his eyes, but his smile was no longer as relaxed and casual as at the beginning, and symbolically pulled the corners of his mouth to show politeness: "Our relationship is indeed very good." โ€

Then, without further ado, he pushed the door open and entered the room.

Shao Yuan stared thoughtfully at her closed door, and stood silently for a long time before turning back.

The first thing Chen Qing did when he returned to the room was to plug in the charger of his mobile phone, charge it a little, and immediately unplug it to make a call. The girl in the same room had already slept, and she was afraid of waking people up, so she was stuffed in the quilt, breathless, waiting to be connected.

It's just that he couldn't get through, and he didn't answer after dialing Qin Han three times, Chen Qing couldn't, so he connected the charger to the mobile phone again, put it away, lay on the bed, and looked at the ceiling with the dim indoor lamp.

His mind was full of He Junyan.

I can't imagine that in those ten minutes, she and him were only separated by the space between the car seat and the car seat, so close, so close......

His heart was pounding, the silence was surging into his pulse, Chen Qing felt the faint light sink into his eyes, the chaos dispersed, and before he knew it, he was dizzy, and the sound around him gradually disappeared.

She didn't know when she fell asleep, and she wasn't very stable in her dreams.

She dreamed of her student days, but there was no He Junyan.

The scene was dreary, she sat in a dimly lit carport, a few steps to the back door of the school, and the silence all around, even the usual bustling shops disappeared.

She sat under the carport and cried, sometimes with the palm of her hand, sometimes with the back of her hand, staggering back and forth to wipe her tears.

Qin Han stood more than a dozen steps away and looked at her, not moving or stepping forward, just looking at her quietly.

Then she got up and cried as she went, and he followed her, some distance away.

Long and depressing scenes, they walked one after the other.

Chen Qing suddenly woke up from his dream and slowly opened his eyes. Looking straight at the light, she blinked, didn't look away, her eyes stinging a little from the faint light.

The phone suddenly vibrate, it was Qin Han's call.

He explained that he hadn't heard her call just now, and asked, "Where are you?" โ€

Chen Qing said, "I'm in the room. Then he rolled over, holding his phone and getting into the bed.

"How did I turn off my phone before?"

"There's no electricity, I'm out for dinner."

Qin Han was silent for a few seconds and said, "I know that you are very familiar with Shencheng, but you should pay more attention to safety at night." Remember to bring a power bank next time you go out, I will be anxious if I can't find you. โ€

"......" Chen lightly fiddled with the small opening of the neckline, lowered his eyes, and said hello for a long time.

"If the manufacturer invites you to dinner after work, you should be more careful, remember not to drink, your stomach can't stand the irritation." He advised.

"I know."

"Then you have a good rest."

"Qin Han......" Chen called him softly.

"What's wrong?"

The words came to his lips but couldn't be spoken, Chen pursed his lips lightly, and sighed until the end: "...... Nothing, go to bed early. โ€

Some things have been hidden for too long, buried too deeply, and when she wants to mention them, she feels like she can't speak.

After hanging up the phone, he couldn't explain clearly, and Chen Qing's feelings were a little low.

She remembered many things, many things that she did not want to think about when she was sober and restrained.

He Junyan is one, Qin Han is another.

Xu Huanhuan said that she and Qin Han didn't know who owed more to whom, Chen Qing tried to think about this problem, but to no avail.

If you want to dig deeper, it probably goes back to a few years ago, and she can't remember exactly when.

At that time, she was still studying in a third-rate university, and her remaining pitiful sense of security was based on money, in order to make herself steady, she worked like crazy whenever she was free, and kept earning money.

Qin Han and her are high school alumni, and they don't have much intersection, and they have only been in contact a few times in the semester before the college entrance examination, but they only occasionally say a few words. The story of his family's accident was once spread among high school alumni, and later disappeared without even taking the college entrance examination.

He suddenly came to Chen Qing's university and startled her.

They went to dinner that day, and talked a lot, everything, what they had talked about before, what they had never talked about, and they had no scruples.

From that day on, Qin Han often came to her, and always brought something every time, at that time, Chen Qing had no relatives, and he couldn't play with the people in the same dormitory, so he would rather stay with him, and the relationship between them who were not very familiar with each other gradually improved.

Someone also jokingly asked Chen Qing if the boy who often came to her was her boyfriend, and she always smiled and said "no" seriously.

Qin Han was kind to her because she was apologetic, she knew it.

In that way, as the days passed, they became friends, one worked hard in the city, the other spent a chaotic time in school, occasionally met, had a meal together, and some didn't gossip a bunch.

Later, Chen Qing went to the bar to sing part-time, and in the third month, on the day Qin Han came to listen to her singing, a drinker troubled her, thinking that she sang ugly, and splashed wine on her face.

Qin Han stood up for her, and inexplicably it turned into a dispute and pushing. The other party was beaten up severely, and it took a lot of trouble before the matter ended.

When he went back, Chen Qing walked with him under the dark street lamp at night and asked him, "Does it hurt?" โ€

She saw every punch he threw with all his might.

Qin Han said that it didn't hurt, and apologized to her: "I caused you to be scolded by the boss." โ€

The cold wind is cold, the two of you and I are one sentence, the love is soothing, and the atmosphere is relaxed.

However, it didn't end there.

Chen Qing never knew what kind of way Qin Han was fighting, and when he asked him, he also vaguely mentioned it, and after that incident, she knew that Qin Han and the "big brother" he followed at that time were the kind of people that intellectuals despised.

The man who was looking for trouble with Chen Qing was not aimed at her, he was targeting Qin Han from the beginning.

The man who was beaten had a broken arm, and the two forces that were already in conflict officially put the contradiction on the table because of this โ–กโ–ก, and Qin Han bore the brunt of it, and was inevitably pushed out as cannon fodder.

Chen Qing didn't witness that process, and when she saw Qin Han again, he had lost a lot of weight, his left palm was wrapped in gauze, and only four of his five fingers remained.

If she knew that the events of that day would eventually evolve into such a result like an out-of-control roller coaster, she thought that she would definitely stop Qin Han, even if she was splashed with too much wine, she would accept it with a smile.

Qin Han said that it had nothing to do with her, so she didn't need to blame herself. He said it was intentional on the part of the person who found fault, and that she was just an inconspicuous accident in the whole thing.

Chen Qing doesn't think so.

The argument is fruitless, and it may never be clear, no matter what, Qin Han's mutilated finger has become an established fact that cannot be changed.

Further back......

Chen Qing suddenly felt a little pain in his head, and his stomach seemed to be twisted into a ball, and he spasmed violently. She curled up, and the pain did not ease in the slightest, but intensified. She had no choice but to get up, get out of bed, pour herself a cup of hot water, take out a small bottle of stomach medicine from her bag, pour out a few white pills and take them on her head.

Lying back on the bed, her brows did not stretch, her head was full of cold sweat, she vomited a long time, and wanted to comfort herself with a long breath and calm herself as much as possible.

What Xu Huanhuan said is not unreasonable, she and Qin Han may really not be able to calculate who owes more to whom.

Just like the finger he lost, the moment of knuckle separation hurt his heart, and she didn't get much better, the sequelae left by acute alcohol poisoning still follow her, so delicate that she didn't have a good stomach for several years, and from time to time she made a joke that made her sweat and her forehead burst with bruises.

The phone shook, and she endured the pain and picked it up to see that it was Qin Han's text message, only two short words.

Good night.

The stomach was even more intense, and when it hurt so much that he wanted to hammer the bed board, Chen Qing still had time to distract, and suddenly nervously thought--this is good.

She and Qin Han owe each other, everyone owes anyone, and no one owes anyone.

It's really good.

On the small table at the head of the bed, unopened mineral water stood quietly, and on the way back from the mall, Chen Qing used the marker pen he bought temporarily to draw a smiling expression on the bottle.

The smile is full of eyes, and the eyebrows are crooked.

It was where He Junyan had shaken, and she had also shaken.