"Why can't my dad's phone get through these days?"

Dajin and Xiaojin looked at each other and shook their heads.

"We don't keep in touch with our employers all the time." Da Kim paused, "Maybe the phone is broken." ”

Chen Qingqiu shook his head, ate breakfast, and rushed to school. She didn't expect that when she came back from school that day, Chen Qiu sat on the sofa and smiled at her like a nobody.

Angered by that smile, Chen Qingqiu rolled his eyes, and Dajin and Xiaojin were also taken aback when they saw their employers.

"Today is to come back for the holiday, you should also find a place to rest."

Seeing that the two were leaving, Chen Qiu turned to Chen Qingqiu, who was standing straight:

"What are you standing for? Come and sit. You shouldn't have any classes this afternoon, so stay at home. ”

"It's not easy for people to look at it, so I came in person?" Chen Qingqiu pursed her lips and sat down, and after a while, she added, "Aren't you unwilling to come to this sad place?" ”

Chen Qiu tugged at the corners of her mouth, knowing that her resentment against herself could not be calmed down for a while.

"I flew here to celebrate the holiday with you, don't worry, when you graduate, I will teach you everything."

"Holidays?"

During this time, Chen Qingqiu was either at home or at school preparing papers, and he really didn't know what kind of festival he was experiencing.

"Well, I'm looking for my sister-in-law to make it specially, there are sweet and salty ones, and I will open a few bottles of wine in the afternoon."

There is a stack of rice dumplings on the coffee table, small and exquisite, exuding the fragrance of bamboo leaves. Chen Qingqiu didn't say anything, and Ah Fu, who came back from a stroll, barked at him like crazy as soon as he saw Chen Qiu standing at the door.

"This little monster is really fierce."

"Who told you to stun the two of us in the first place? Afu, come here. ”

Ah Fu hesitated for a moment, ran to Chen Qingqiu, and still looked at Chen Qiu vigilantly. Chen Qiu glanced at him, slowly lay down on the sofa, and turned on the TV.

Chen Qingqiu touched Ah Fu a few handfuls, stood up, brought a plate of garlic from the kitchen, and put it in front of the comfortable Chen Qiu. Without waiting for him to say a word, he turned and went back to the kitchen.

Chen Qiu was stunned, Ah Fu, who was lying on the ground, seemed to understand, and rolled on the ground, with a dog's face that seemed to be smiling.

Chen Qiu said that he was here for the festival, and he really seemed to come back to eat on purpose, and he was full of praise for Chen Qingqiu's craftsmanship, and asked Chen Qingqiu to peel the zongzi and eat it.

"Over the years, I have never spent a festival with you......" Chen Qiu took a sip of wine, his face was flushed, "Put it down, wait...... I'll spend every festival with you. ”

Chen Qingqiu was busy serving vegetables to Ah Fu, but she didn't hear clearly, she frowned:

"What are you waiting for?"

Chen Qiu shook his head and took another sip of wine. Seeing that he was a little drunk, Chen Qingqiu poured him a cup of tea:

"My spiritual power, did you seal it?"

"Well, isn't that for your good, Hiccup—"

Chen Qiu burped and poured it on the table.

Hearing this answer, Chen Qingqiu pursed his lips and saw that he was really drunk, so he helped him to the original room to rest.

She drank the rest of the wine, cleaned up the meal, and sat alone in the small living room watching TV.

……

"Can you sleep like this?"

Chen Qiu frowned, took a blanket and draped it over Chen Qingqiu on the sofa, and turned off the sound of the TV. She seemed to be dreaming something not wonderful, her brow furrowed.

He looked at it for a while, and then walked into the study.

This study has long been emptied, and the corner of the wall is a little seeping and yellow, which seems to be no different from an ordinary room. But he crouched down, his eyes blazing, not knowing what he was looking at.