Wen Qiong took the bus home, she was already twenty-nine years old, and there were almost no people on the bus. It was completely dark, there was light snow outside, and when she arrived at the platform of Wencun, she dragged her suitcase and got off the train.

The street lights dimmed, pulling out long shadows. She hadn't been home for nearly half a month, and she was a little homesick.

At the entrance of the alley, a black car was parked, the door opened, and the people inside came out and shouted, "Wen Qiong." ”

Wen Qiong looked up, and the tall figure was Xiu Qingyan. She curled the corners of her mouth and smiled, "Why are you here?" ”

Xiu Qingyan closed the car door, put the hat of the sweatshirt on his head, and put his hands in his trouser pockets, came to her, and looked at her condescendingly.

The light snow slowly fell on the two of them, and Wen Qiong said, "Come into the house, it's warm at home." ”

"No, I'll just say a few words and leave." Xiu Qingyan raised his hand to help her brush away the snowflakes that fell on her eyelashes.

Wen Qiong was stunned, as if she saw the gentle appearance when he picked her up on the steps on the night of the New Year's Day performance.

Xiu Qingyan stretched out his arms and took her into his arms, his arms were warm.

The more Wen Qiong struggled, the tighter his hands tightened, and the eyes of the two finally met, and the outline under the hat was deep and handsome. He whispered, "I like you." I have to admit that I was completely planted in your hands, and I don't know when I started liking it, I was panicked at first, I didn't like other girls, and you were the only one. ”

This is the first time she has been confessed, the first time in her two lives, in the cold winter and snowy night, under the dim street lamp, she was taken into a warm embrace, and he said that he liked her.

Wen Qiong felt her heart beat faster, her eyes lowered, avoiding his hot gaze, but his chin was lifted by him again.

Xiu Qingyan looked serious, "I'm eighteen years old, I'm an adult, and I'm one step closer to the kind of man you like." ”

"What kind of man do I like?" Wen Qiong asked rhetorically, but found that her voice was a little hoarse.

"You like older people, you say it yourself."

Wen Qiong smiled, "Yes, I like older ones, you're still ...... behind"

His mouth was covered by him, and Xiu Qingyan's eyes deepened, "Don't say it, I don't want to hear it, you just need to remember that I like you." Wen Qiong, I just like you, I like you to the point that there is no cure. ”

Xiu Qingyan brushed the hair from her forehead, dropped a kiss, and left with a light touch, he let go of her, turned around and walked in the direction of the car. Wen Qiong looked at his back, opened her mouth, and finally didn't say anything. She dragged up the suitcase and stroked the position of her heart.

Xiu Qingyan had already gotten into the car, the car started up, and drove away from the alley. Wen Qiong stood where she was, and only then did she walk home until she could no longer see the rear of the car.

As soon as Aunt Liu saw her coming back, she wiped her hands to greet her, "Finally back, I still said, why hasn't the bus arrived for so long, come in, it's cold outside, right?" Yo, I've been raising it for half a month, and my skin is whiter and more tender. ”

Aunt Liu poured Wen Qiong a glass of warm water. Wen Qiong took a sip and looked left and right, "Where is my mother?" ”

Aunt Liu paused, "Oh, go out and buy some New Year's goods, tomorrow it's Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

"Hmm." Wen Qiong didn't ask any more.

Aunt Liu went into the house to choose vegetables, "Just wait for you to come back, are you hungry?" What do you want to eat? ”

Wen Qiong drank the water, put down the cup, went over to help, the two of them chatted while choosing vegetables, Aunt Liu curiously asked a lot of things about her training in the company, Wen Qiong replied one by one, in fact, in the past half a month, she has been training in the company closed, and she has not even gone out of the door.

Aunt Liu asked again: "In this case, will it affect reading?" ”

"No, I have to do my homework and review my homework on time."

"That's good."

After choosing the dishes, Shang Jing hadn't come back yet, Wen Qiong picked up the basket and got up to go to the kitchen, but Aunt Liu immediately stopped, "I'll do it." By the way, wait for your Uncle Liu and your brother to come over and eat too. ”

"Brother Lang is back?"

"I'm back, I came back a few days ago, and I'm playing chess with his dad at home."

"Oh."

Wen Qiong hadn't seen Liu Lang much in her previous life, and she couldn't remember his appearance very clearly, and she didn't even know how old he was, but she knew from Aunt Liu that he was in college.

The snow was still falling, Wen Qiong walked to the door, stretched out her hand, the snowflakes fell quietly in her palm, she looked at it, raised her hand and stroked her forehead. The kiss was so light that it seemed to be blown away by the wind on this winter night.

At this time, a car drove to the entrance of the alley, and a man in a crisp suit opened the door of the back seat, and a woman in a black coat stepped out.

Wen Qiong's whole person froze. Seeing the woman turn around and walk this way, she subconsciously took two steps back and hid in the store. The heels made a clicking sound when they stepped on the ground covered with a light layer of snow.

Shang Jing patted the snow off her coat, turned her head to look, and shouted in surprise: "Baby daughter is back!" ”

"Well, I'm back." Wen Qiong came over and asked, "Mom, what did you buy?" ”

Shang Jing's expression was a little unnatural, and she put the bag in her hand on the table, "I bought some food." ”

Wen Qiong unceremoniously opened the bag, which contained melon seeds and candies and the like, as well as a beautiful gift box with the name of a big brand printed on it. Her eyes fell on the box, Shang Jing, who was standing next to her, looked down, a little nervous, just when Shang Jing thought that Wen Qiong would reach out to take it, she turned around and hugged Shang Jing, Shang Jing had a faint smell of perfume.

Shang Jing was stunned for a moment, and then hugged Wen Qiong back, hugging her a little tightly.

Wen Qiong leaned into her arms and whispered, "Mom, did you do something bad?" "This bad thing in her mouth is quite extensive. For example, I found a rich married man to be a junior; For example, I can't bear the loneliness and casually ask a man, etc., but it does not include normal interactions.

Shang Jing chuckled in her heart, she thought that Wen Qiong knew that she was being pursued, but in fact, she was so traditional that she couldn't think of Wen Qiong's complicated thoughts.

After a moment of silence, Shang Jing stroked Wen Qiong's head, "No, mom didn't do anything bad." At most, she thought, the next time the man came back, she wouldn't want to go out with him because of soft-heartedness.

"Hmm." Wen Qiong tightened her hands again.

When Liu Lang and Uncle Liu entered the door, they saw the mother and daughter hugging each other. Uncle Liu had a cheerful personality and immediately laughed, "What's the matter?" ”

Wen Qiong raised her head from Shang Jing's arms and shouted, "Uncle Liu." He looked at the young man standing beside Uncle Liu again, "Brother Lang! ”

Liu Lang was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "Wen Qiong has grown so big. "It's changed so much.

Wen Qiong pulled out her chair, "Sit down, I'll pour you water." ”

Shang Jing took off her coat, took out all the food in the bag, tied her hair and went into the kitchen to help.

Wen Qiong chatted with Liu Lang and Uncle Liu outside, and Liu Lang said that he would return to W City after graduation, but he was not ready to do his original major, and planned to be an artist agent.

Wen Qiong held her chin and asked, "Why does Brother Lang want to do this profession?" ”

"I like it." Liu Lang laughed, "I took the performance agent professional qualification certificate this year. Wen Qiong, who are you taking now? ”

"Chen Hongyan."

Liu Lang raised his eyebrows, "Chen Hongyan was an artist at first, but later I don't know why he changed careers and became behind the scenes. Your company has been established for less than three years, but Song Chong has abundant funds and someone to bless him, and his future development should be good. By the way, Yu Miao has been quite famous recently, and many male classmates in our school like her. ”

Wen Qiong hooked the corners of her mouth, and her smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes. Yu Miao is really popular, and the male classmates at their school also like her.

"Are you still in training? When will you be able to make your official debut? Liu Lang looked at Wen Qiong's fair and beautiful face. Wen Qiong's appearance is very good-looking, but now the red ones are all highly recognizable in appearance. For example, Yu Miao's typical awl face is bright and moving. Wen Qiong's is a little more classical, and she suffers a little bit on camera, and at first glance the impact is not big enough.

"I've already participated in the shooting, it's the youth magazine you often read."

"It's so fast, it's great, I'll definitely buy a few more copies in the next issue and vote for you."

Wen Qiong smiled and thanked.

The meal was served, and the two families gathered around and ate a warm reunion dinner. Tomorrow will be the Chinese New Year's Eve, and it will be another year.

After eating, Uncle Liu's family went back, leaving Wen Qiong and Shang Jing in the store.

The delicate gift box is still on the table, and it is particularly conspicuous. Wen Qiong began to look at it a few times, but then she didn't want to look at it, she didn't know why Shang Jing didn't tell her about that man, and for this reason, she still had a pimple in her heart.

After taking a shower and going upstairs, the mother and daughter separated as soon as their eyes touched, and after a while, Shang Jing put her arms around Wen Qiong's shoulder, "Mom will tell you, there is a man who is chasing me, he has asked me a few times, but I haven't gotten there, tonight is the fifth time, I just went out with him, just to have a meal with him." ”

"What's his name? What for? How did you meet? Wen Qiong saw that Shang Jing was about to confess, and immediately asked a series of questions.

"His name is Xiu Zheng'an, I didn't ask what he did specifically, it seems that he opened a company and met him when he came to the store to buy baked cakes. He said his wife died when the child was seven years old and that he had been celibate for 10 years. Xiaoqiong, Mom can see that he is not an ordinary person, so he doesn't have any ideas. He was very gentle, but he spoke a little awkwardly, and I was sometimes accidentally led away by him. ”

Wen Qiong sighed secretly, Shang Jing's character is indeed will. "He still has a child, huh? Mom, don't do this, if you have children, you have to be a stepmother in the past, what's so good about that? ”

"Yes, I think too, and he didn't mention his son much, and I don't think his son will agree."

The two mothers and daughters discussed this topic. In fact, Shang Jing didn't know much about Xiu Zheng'an, Wen Qiong could see that Shang Jing really didn't have any ideas, and she was relieved.

Chinese New Year's Eve, Shang Jing prepares things for the New Year, and Wen Qiong helps to do some trivial things.

The snow stopped, the sun came out, and the thin layer that fell yesterday had basically melted, but it was colder. Wen Qiong curled up in a chair, and a car drove up to the door of the store.

Wen Qiong raised her head from the scarf and saw Xiu Qingyan getting out of the car, he was tall, still wearing a simple hooded sweatshirt and a down jacket, looking at her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The driver also came down, opened the trunk, and walked into the store with Xiu Qingyan carrying a large pile of gift boxes.

Wen Qiong suddenly stood up from her chair, "What are these?" ”

"New Year's goods." Xiu Qingyan instructed the driver to put down the gift box.

"No, we have it." Wen Qiong used to be extremely calm in the face of Xiu Qingyan, but today she was a little flustered for some reason, and stretched out her hand to block in front of him, but Xiu Qingyan leaned over and kissed her forehead by virtue of her height.

Wen Qiong's face sank, "If you don't take it, I'll throw it away." ”

Xiu Qingyan saw that her face had really changed, and she sat directly on the chair without seeing anything, "Okay, I'll just sit here and watch you throw it." ”

Wen Qiong raised her hand and threw the candy gift box that looked the cheapest and most forbidden to drop out, and fell to the ground with a thud. She stared back at Xiu Qingyan.

Xiu Qingyan squinted his eyes and laughed angrily, "Go on, don't throw this, throw that, it's at your feet, 82-year-old Lafite, come, throw out the whole box." ”

Wen Qiong, "......"

"What's wrong?" Shang Jing in the kitchen heard the movement and ran out, and was startled when she saw a bunch of gift boxes in the store.

When Xiu Qingyan saw Shang Jing, he immediately stood up and said respectfully: "Hello Auntie, I'm here to greet you for the New Year, Happy New Year." ”

"Okay, good, happy new year!" Shang Jing had a particularly good impression of Xiu Qingyan, and then showed a welcoming smile, "Come on, you don't have to bring so many things, just take them back." ”

"Auntie, it's so shameless to get the gift you gave back, aren't you going to give me some face to accept?" Xiu Qingyan asked with a smile.

Shang Jing froze for a moment. She looked at Wen Qiong, whose chin was buried in the scarf, not wanting to speak.

Shang Jing poured hot water for Xiu Qingyan and his driver and beckoned him to sit. Xiu Qingyan was well-behaved, and sat down to greet Shang Jing in various ways.

Shang Jing hesitated, and took out the red envelope that she was going to give to Wen Qiong tonight from her pocket, "Auntie can't say you, then you can accept this red envelope." ”

Xiu Qingyan couldn't help but be stunned, and reached out to take it, "Thank you, Auntie." ”

Wen Qiong sat aside, looked at Xiu Qingyan lightly, and after a while, got up and took out a red envelope from the drawer, filled it with some money, and handed it to Xiu Qingyan, "I'll give you a red envelope too." ”

Xiuqingyan, "......"

Such an embarrassing situation, Shang Jing couldn't stand it, "You are the same generation as Xiu Qingyan, how can you give red envelopes?" ”

Wen Qiong grabbed Xiu Qingyan's hand and stuffed the red envelope over. Xiu Qingyan originally wanted to get angry, but when he was held by a soft hand, he suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and looked at the red envelope lying in his palm in a daze, it seemed that there was still body temperature left, and the roots of Xiu Qingyan's ears were slightly red, and he was happy now. He closed his palms, trying to keep the warmth.

Xiu Qingyan raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly, "Thank you, classmate Wen!" ”

"You're welcome, Xiu."

Xiu Qingyan didn't sit for long, and most of the time he was chatting with Shang Jing. Wen Qiong was doing his homework on the side, unwilling to deal with him, he occasionally showed Wen Qiong questions, and half an hour passed quickly.

Xiu Qingyan got up to say goodbye, and Shang Jing went to see him off. Wen Qiong raised his head, he just looked over, his eyes were facing each other, and there was a little bit of strength hidden in his dark eyes. Wen Qiong looked away, he turned around and walked out.

Shang Jing turned around and looked at the pile of gift boxes with some sadness.

Wen Qiong thought for a while and said, "Some will be given to Aunt Liu, and some will be sent to the village chief, as well as Lawyer Zhou and Teacher Wu." ”

"Okay, okay." Shang Jing nodded, very satisfied with this arrangement.

The mother and daughter put the large and small gift boxes into the small warehouse at the back and discussed what to eat at noon. After the lunch break, the mother and daughter went out to Aunt Liu's house for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and Wen Qiong, as the youngest one, received four bulging red envelopes. In her previous life, she had never confiscated red envelopes, and the Chinese New Year was more terrifying to her than attending classes. She is really happy for the Chinese New Year this year.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the two families sat on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala. During this period, Uncle Liu's hometown called, and grandma wanted to chat with Liu Lang, Liu Lang leaned over and shouted to wish grandma good health and a happy New Year. Shang Jing looked at Liu Lang, a little envious, and she looked at Wen Qiong again.

Wen Qiong hugged Shang Jing's arm, "Mom, after two years of stabilization, let's go back to our hometown." ”

"Hmm!" Shang Jing nodded.

Wen Qiong pursed her lips. Shang Jing wants to go back, maybe she misses her parents, but Wen Qiong doesn't want them at all, she can favor her relatives to that extent, don't want it. After my grandparents received Wen Ling's bride price, they never cared about Shang Jing's daughter again, and asked Wen Ling to bring people directly to W City.

For so many years, they rarely contacted Shang Jing, and almost all of them were Shang Jing who took the initiative to call back, but they were all kind, and Wen Qiong couldn't stop Shang Jing from being homesick.