The two days passed quickly, and they played completely crazy in Nanshi for two whole days, unloading their troubles and putting aside their love.

When he returned to Yangcheng, Qin Jiayan's mind was still a little dizzy.

Qin Xinglie's phone rang at this moment, and she stretched out her hand to answer: "We are already back, take a day off, and go to your house tomorrow." ”

"I know, you guys have a good rest. Anyway, my grapes are always there, and I can come any day. Qin Xinglie laughed on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Jiayan and Chen Han took a taxi back home.

When Qin Jiayan arrived home, Qin Ke and Huang Wu were discussing things in the living room. Both of them had very loud voices, and the noise made Qin Jiayan's head hurt.

"Mom, Dad, what are you talking about?" Qin Jiayan put down his things and walked towards them.

Qin Ke glanced at her: "It's not for your college entrance examination aspirations, I want you to be a teacher, so that you can have a stable job and not run around all day." But your mother wants you to be an accountant, saying that you don't have to worry about food and clothing. I said, daughter, what do you think? ”

"I said Mom and Dad, you're too anxious, aren't you? It's not school yet, and you're thinking about the college entrance examination? Qin Jiayan couldn't believe it.

Huang Wu glared at Qin Ke, and said to Qin Jiayan in a soft voice: "Mom and Dad are also for your good, it's not a matter of future, so I want to think about your future in advance." Anyway, teachers and accountants are the advice given to you by your parents. Jiayan, you have grown so big, you should have your own thoughts in your heart, right? ”

Qin Jiayan was speechless for a moment.

I am about to enter the third year of high school, and the students around me feel that they all have goals and ideals, and their struggles are all for their dreams. And what about yourself? I have been studying hard, what kind of future do I want to choose?

Qin Jiayan couldn't help but think of Qin Xinglie again.

When they watched a movie together, Qin Xinglie once said that his dream was to fulfill his father's wish. But to this day, she still doesn't know what the so-called wish is.

"Jiayan, Mom and Dad are not in a hurry for you now. Just think about what you like to do these days, and just be bold and strive for that goal. No matter what you choose, Mom and Dad have your back. Huang Wu looked at her daughter with a smile.

Qin Jiayan nodded: "Don't worry, Mom and Dad, I will definitely think of my goals." ”

After returning to the room, Qin Jiayan rummaged through the cabinets and found a comic book that had been hidden under his desk for many years. She patted the dust off the book jacket and turned the first page. Looking at the line written on it, she inexplicably felt comforted in her heart.

"When I grow up, I want to be a good financial director."

She chuckled, after so many years, even though she had forgotten a lot of things in her mind, her dreams reminded her all the time not to give up easily.

She gently placed the comic book on the table and smiled with relief.

The next day, as agreed before, Qin Jiayan and Chen Han came to the vineyard of Qin Xinglie's house together. Qin Xinglie's parents usually have to work late, so they don't care much about Qin Xinglie.

Qin Jiayan and the others walked into the vineyard and saw Huang Licheng sitting alone under the grape trellis looking at his mobile phone, with a smile on his face from time to time.

Chen Han turned his head awkwardly, not wanting to see him.

Qin Xinglie took a few drinks, put them in front of Huang Licheng, and turned around to greet Qin Jiayan and them: "Come over and have a drink." ”

Qin Jiayan took Chen Han's hand and walked to Huang Licheng and sat down separately.

Huang Licheng didn't raise his head, as if he didn't know that someone was coming.

Qin Xinglie squeezed his eyes at Qin Jiayan, and Qin Jiayan immediately spoke: "I suddenly remembered that I had something to talk to Qin Xinglie about, you guys will play here first." ”

"Jiayan ......" Chen Han wanted to say something, but saw Qin Jiayan pull Qin Xinglie away with a smoke. She had to sit awkwardly in her position and take out her mobile phone.