Meng Qing looked at Jiang Zhilian quietly for two seconds, then closed the kitchen door with his backhand, leaned over and pulled her over, and took her into his arms.

Jiang Zhilian's hands were stained with water, and in order to avoid getting her clothes wet, she subconsciously opened her arms.

Under the action of an external force without warning, her whole body hit the man's strong chest, and the body fragrance mixed with the smell of herbs instantly invaded her sense of smell.

The familiar smell made her trance for a moment, and her heart couldn't help beating faster.

Meng Qing leaned her back against the door panel, pressed on her waist with one hand, held her back with the other, lowered her head, and asked softly, "Did you miss me?" ”

When the words fell, he added: "It's not the kind of foolishness that worries about whether I'm dead or not. ”

It's summer, Jiang Zhilian is dressed thinly, so she can clearly feel the temperature of his palm.

She looked up, looked at him, and replied in the affirmative, "Yes......"

Meng Qing raised his eyebrows and said with a light smile: "Prove ......"

Before his words fell, Jiang Zhilian had already sealed his mouth with warm lips.

Meng Qing unconsciously bent the corners of his eyes, and couldn't help but respond.

When we met last night, my father and mother were beside me, so I didn't show too much.

In addition, Jiang Zhilian had a fever in the rain and was unwell; He himself was so sleepy from the journey that he fell asleep and had no chance to do anything.

It was only at this moment that they came out of their pent-up minds, with this private space and a brief moment to release their feelings.

They kissed passionately, but they were careful not to make a sound.

Jiang Zhilian couldn't remember when her hand was lowered and fell on him.

The small soft hands lit fire everywhere on the man's body, and then gradually descended, cautiously probing at the edge of the penalty area.

At this time, Meng Qing suddenly paused, grabbed her wrist, and looked at her.

Jiang Zhilian felt a slight pain in her wrist before she realized what she was doing.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him, full of fascination.

Both of them breathed in a mess.

Looking at each other, Meng Qing's chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes were full of irrepressible eagerness.

"You-" Jiang Zhilian exhaled like an orchid, "You better go out first......"

Meng Qing said in a hoarse voice: "Go to your place at night!" ”

Not a question, but an affirmative.

"Good!" Jiang Zhilian nodded without hesitation, as if she had thought about it before.

Meng Qing ruffled her loose hair and asked casually, "Where's the handkerchief?" ”

"I was scraped off by a branch last night...... Jiang Zhilian showed a regretful expression, "The bamboo embroidered by my aunt is particularly beautiful." The meaning is very good, I have always used it as a talisman......"

Meng Qing: "Let my mother embroider another one." ”

Jiang Zhilian paused and said, "I'll go over and look for it in a while, maybe I can find it!" ”

The two separated themselves for some distance and chatted a few words.

After the flush on his cheeks faded and he calmed down completely, Meng Qing opened the door and went back to the hall.

Jiang Zhilian stayed in the kitchen and cleaned up for a while.

When she was about to say goodbye and leave, Meng Qing came out and asked, "Where are you going?" Go back to the sauce factory? ”

"It's not." Jiang Zhilian shook her head, "I'm going to find the ticket seller in the movie theater." ”

Meng Qing looked puzzled, "What are you looking for him for?" ”

"Mrs. Chen wants to meet with him and ask me to help match him and make an appointment at a time and place." Jiang Zhilian saw that Meng Qing seemed to be going out too, so she raised her eyes and looked at him, "Where are you going?" ”

Meng Qing smiled lightly, "See Mrs. Chen." ”

Jiang Zhilian was a little surprised.

Meng Qing explained: "Before the thin monkey died, he left a few last words for his sister. ”

Jiang Zhilian nodded, "Oh......"

"Let's go together!" Meng Qing walked to Jiang Zhilian's side, "I'll accompany you to the cinema to find the ticket seller first." ”

On the way to Dawan County, they did not choose the shortest route, but deliberately turned to the path where Jiang Zhilian lost her handkerchief the night before.

After the rain, the air smells of damp grass and trees, and the sky is clear and blue.

The white clouds are high, like marshmallows, floating slowly.

There is still some standing water on the road, but if you are careful, it will not get into your shoes.

Jiang Zhilian carefully identified and patiently searched.

But it was too dark at that time, and she was too flustered, and she was a little unsure of the specific location at this time.

Meng Qing helped her find it for a while, and finally planned to give up.

"Forget it! I guess it went down the drain. Go back and ask my mother to embroider a few more for you. ”

Jiang Zhilian didn't give up, "I'll look for it again." ”

Meng Qing stood beside him, a little helpless.

"This means something different to me, and no amount of handkerchief can replace it." Jiang Zhilian buried her head in a serious search, and said in a low voice: "Don't you know that objects also have souls? I've developed feelings for this handkerchief, and I can't just abandon it. Maybe it's somewhere, waiting for me to find it! ”

Meng Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He bent down, picked up a slender stick, and began to inspect the hidden crevices.

In low-lying places, a lot of garbage is stored.

He pulled out banana peels, torn socks, and rusty tin biscuit boxes......

Time passed by minute by minute, and the trail was relatively remote, with few people and vehicles passing by.

Meng Qing was very involved in finding it, and for a while he only felt that everything was lonely.

He didn't hear the sound of approaching footsteps, and it wasn't until the world in front of him darkened that he noticed that Jiang Zhilian had walked in front of him.

Then he saw a white handkerchief stained with mud appear in his field of vision.

The corner of the handkerchief is embroidered with green bamboo, which is really beautiful.

He slowly straightened up and looked at Jiang Zhilian.

"Found it! I found it! Jiang Zhilian's eyes shone brightly, and they were illuminated by the sun.

It's a great feeling to have lost and regained!

Jiang Zhilian sighed with emotion, folded the handkerchief neatly, and solemnly put it into the mezzanine of the satchel.

Meng Qing smiled, "People who don't know still think that you are hiding some treasure here!" ”

"It's a baby!" Jiang Zhilian was relaxed and walked towards the cinema with happy steps.

Meng Qing followed her and asked with a smile, "The handkerchiefs are so dirty, can they still be washed?" ”

Jiang Zhilian shrugged indifferently, "What kind of wash can it be!" Anyway, I won't have to tie my hair with this handkerchief in the future, I'm going to treasure it! ”

Meng Qing turned her head to look at Jiang Zhilian, with a faint smile on her face.

After a night of heavy rain, the air was damp and fresh.

After the rain, the handkerchief was lost and recovered, the lover who had been missing for many days returned safely, Caitou and Meng Guohui were discharged from the hospital one after another, and Jiang Yan received the punishment he deserved...... Everything made people feel comfortable and made Jiang Zhilian feel extremely happy.

The two held hands, talked and laughed all the way, and walked to the cinema.

The conductor they were looking for happened to be on duty, Jiang Zhilian stepped forward to explain her intentions, and made an appointment with him to meet at a time and place in a few words.

At half past five in the afternoon, at the small shop "Midsummer Night" near Chen's house, Mrs. Chen and her first love finally officially met.

Jiang Zhilian and Meng Qing sat at a dining table far away from them.

Because she knew that the steaks in this Western restaurant were nondescript and the coffee was difficult to swallow, Jiang Zhilian didn't order anything this time, just two cups of boiled water.

Before the conductor arrived for the appointment, Meng Qing had a brief conversation with Mrs. Chen.

Jiang Zhilian avoided it at that time and didn't hear the conversation between them, so she was very curious.

She held the glass of water and asked, "What did you tell Mrs. Chen about the skinny monkey?" ”

Meng Qing nodded, "Hmm." ”

Jiang Zhilian: "She's much calmer than I expected......"

"Mrs. Chen has already heard the news from somewhere else, and it seems that she is mentally prepared." Meng Qing took a sip of water, paused, and said, "I originally wanted to tell her what happened at that time, but she said no. Therefore, I only conveyed the last words of the skinny monkey. ”

Jiang Zhilian asked casually, "What are his last words?" ”

Meng Qing shook his head, "I promised the thin monkey to keep it secret for him." ”

"Okay, forget it." Jiang Zhilian glanced at the table in the distance, and sighed softly: "Mrs. Chen should have reached a settlement with many people and many things today......

Meng Qing didn't say anything and didn't seem to care about it.

He drank the water from his glass, stood up, and prepared to leave, "Will you change the store for dinner?" ”

Jiang Zhilian thought for a while and said, "Go back to the rental house directly!" I'll cook! ”

Meng Qing: "You're not tired?" If you have a cold, get plenty of rest. ”

"Not tired!" Jiang Zhilian geared up, "Cooking is rest for me. As soon as I cook, I can get better immediately if I have a cold or something, which is more effective than taking medicine. ”

Meng Qing had a ghostly expression, but considering that her cold was not very serious, it was up to her, "Listen to you, go to you!" ”