Back to the company, not in the mood. Go to Meng Haoran and they drink? No, they can't be allowed to see what he looks like now.

Go home? Which home to go back to? Daddy's house, or aunt's house, or your own home? Your own home? No, as soon as he thought that Chu Qing had lived there, and when he thought that she had humiliated him there, he just wanted to demolish that house, and it was best never to set foot in half a step!

With nowhere else to go, he parked the car a little dejected, and the car happened to be parked next to an apricot tree. He looked at the tall apricot trees under the autumn sun, with fan-shaped leaves shining yellow, dancing in the sun.

Chu Qing looked at the apricot tree above his head and smiled lightly in his mind; She shook the fan and gently fanned him; She told him to take cold medicine; He kissed her, and she blushed and feigned composure. My heart ached suddenly.

There is a stereo at the door of the small shop next to it, and the hoarse male voice is singing emotionally:

The sky is shaking, and the road is turning;

The heart is wounded when the heart is beating;

The more the wind wears, the more chaotic the heart becomes;

……

The heart hurts during a heartbeat?

Is he hurt?

Suddenly I felt like I was suffocating all my breath.

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, the girl had been crying in front of him and complaining about him. He didn't remember her name, only that she looked like a speck of dust in front of him. At that time, he felt very annoyed, and he looked down on such lowly people.

But it turns out that it feels so uncomfortable to be abandoned?

The heart sank to the bottom little by little. The pain was overwhelming. Forget it, he thought, he won't pester her.

He started the car, not wanting to hear the disturbing singing anymore. Don't want to see this nasty apricot tree again.

He called his secretary: "Help me book a plane ticket." ”

The secretary asked, "Where do you want to book a ticket?" ”

He mused, "Venice." ”

"Okay."

"I'll stay there for a while and book a hotel by the way......"

"Okay."

He went back to his aunt's house to pack his things, and when he was halfway through the packing, he suddenly froze. Why did he go to Venice? Because that's where she's going? He once seemed to have seen her mention it in her circle of friends. He took out his mobile phone and flipped out Chu Qing's circle of friends.

And so it was.

It was a photo sent half a year ago, and there were small boats drifting on the narrow waterway. The high-rise buildings on both sides of the river, with red walls and green water, are full of Italian romantic style. She said: Italian A2 pass, Venice, my dream, I'm coming.

She would go to Venice to study abroad.

In his subconscious, he would still follow her? When did he fall in love with her?

He suddenly became indescribably annoyed, and dialed the secretary's phone: "Don't book tickets, I'm not going to Venice." ”

The secretary was stunned and said, "Not going?" But my tickets have already been booked, and the hotel has also booked ......"

……

Song Shujiao saw Chu Qing appear at the door with her luggage, and asked in surprise, "Didn't you just go back to Jinyuan yesterday?" Why did you come back today? ”

Chu Qing put his things away, took a cup and poured water to drink: "Our crew went out to shoot exterior locations, and it was a waste of the crew's budget to stay in Jinyuan." So it's back, and the script can be written there anyway. ”

Song Shujiao looked suspicious: "Your company is so poor, you can't afford to open a hotel for the screenwriter?" ”

Chu Qing smiled dryly: "Of course not, I offered to save money for the crew." ”

Song Shujiao glanced at her: "It's weird to call last night, you won't be fired by the company, right?" ”

Chu Qing drank water silently, thinking to himself, it is not far from being fired.

The family's business was still very good, and when a customer came to pay, she immediately sat down at the counter to collect the bill.

After collecting the account for a while, she was a little uneasy, afraid that she would find the wrong money, so she simply went to help clean up the table again.

She came out, and a few obscene tourists couldn't stop looking at her.

When she put down the dishes, the man next to her also took the opportunity to touch her hand.

She withdrew her hand a little helplessly and said politely, "Eat slowly." ”

Turn around, lift your apron and wipe your hands vigorously.

Song Shujiao saw it, her face was black, and she would always meet a few shameless customers, and they couldn't help it. Open the door to do business, and you can't quarrel with customers over a small matter.

"Chu Qing, you go back to the room."

Chu Qing shook his head: "I'll help, it's okay to do anyway." ”

When you are idle, you are afraid that you can't do it. I'm afraid that Han Che will call her, I'm afraid he will scold her, I'm afraid he will fire her for squid.

After a busy day, the noodle shop closed in the evening. She took a shower and lay down on the bed, picked up her phone and looked at it. The phone is off all day today. Nothing happened, but she was still a little scared.

After hesitating for a long time, she turned on her phone.

No text messages, no phone calls.

She was stunned for a moment.

She opened WeChat, and there was no information about him.

There was a moment of loss in my heart. It turned out that in his heart, she was not so important. But she was worried about herself all day.

A moment of discomfort was quickly replaced with ease.

That's good, it's very convenient.

She called Qiao Shu, and Qiao Shu and they are still filming exterior scenes. There doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary. He might hate her, she thought, and never want to see her again. But he's not going to talk about it.

She rolled over and pulled over the quilt to cover her head and sleep.

All of a sudden, it was cold.

When I woke up one morning, I found that the whole town was shrouded in a thin morning mist. Sunlight shines through the tall hundred-year-old maple trees and casts rays of light on the mossy rooftops. The woods and shrubs all over the mountains are stained by autumn frost, and from a distance they look like a sea of bewitching red.

Chu Qing opened the door, and the cold air drifted in. She went back to her room and added a woolen cardigan and went downstairs again. Mom is preparing noodle soup, and the waiter is wiping tables and chairs.

Recently, there have been more and more tourists, and business is good.

She helps her mother stay up late every day.

My mother often sighed and said, "How good you are helping me, why do you have to go abroad." Your brothers and sisters are gone, and your house is deserted again. Sometimes I don't know what it's like to work so hard to pull my children up......"

Chu Qing hugged her arm, leaned his head on her shoulder, and comforted her: "People always have to pursue a little, I don't want to collect accounts in a noodle restaurant for the rest of my life." I studied abroad, and you also have face......"

"Your fourth aunt knows that you broke up with your boyfriend, and I don't know how many times I laughed behind my back. If you really care about my face, it's only right to find a good man to marry. Song Shujiao observed her face for a moment, and then asked: "What about your general manager, I think he seems to have thoughts about you, why didn't he follow?" ”

Chu Qing was a little weak-hearted, and gave her a vague past: "I don't know, it's no such thing, you must have misunderstood......"

He would never want to see her again in his life. (To be continued.) )