The days flew by, and at the beginning of December, the first winter snow was ushered in in City B.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the crowd in the late-night cafeteria gradually faded.

Youqin took off his bib, rushed to the yard excitedly, picked up a handful of snow, and threw it upward. sprinkled with joy and fell on his face.

Xiong Lan couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw Youqin's stupid appearance: "Look at your stupid appearance!" It is like gold from heaven to heaven. ”

You Qin smiled quietly, put his hands behind his back, walked in slowly, and said, "Yes, it's gold!" Don't believe ······" Youqin suddenly withdrew his hand, and a sturdy snowball "snapped" and smashed into Xiong Lan's body.

"Oooo You're going to rebel! Xiong Lan grabbed a ball of snow and threw it at Youqin.

The two of them mingled back and forth in the snow.

Youqin shrank his head to avoid Xiong Lan's attack, and at the same time tightened a snowball, turned around and threw it, Xiong Lan dodged, and the snowball flew backwards and smashed into the guest who pushed the door in.

It's Lang Hao.

"Lang Hao? Hungry, I'm sorry, it's okay! Youqin hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay, why are you here?" Lang Hao patted the snow falling on his clothes and asked.

"I'm working part-time here."

Xiong Lan blinked and said, "I remember you, let's be a session, I am from the Propaganda Department of the Department of International Trade, and you are from the Competition Department of the Department of Architecture, right?" ”

Lang Hao nodded: "It used to be." ”

Banniang came out of the hall and greeted warmly: "It's you, why are you here so late today." ”

It seems that he is a regular customer, and Qin silently stepped aside, ready to flash to the kitchen to help.

"I'll pack a seafood porridge to take away, Cen Nan has a cold, so I miss your porridge." I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, Lang Hao explained while staring at Youqin, who turned around and wanted to escape.

Youqin: I didn't hear anything.

What's more, he doesn't lack people to care about, even if it's an empty window, isn't there a good brother like you!

"Okay, I'll tell the kitchen." Ban Niang nodded happily, stretched out her hand and beckoned: "Come in and sit, it's weird cold outside, it's okay right away." ”

Lang Hao nodded, Xiong Lan looked at Youqin, who was shrinking to the side, there was a situation!

"If you have a cold, why don't you drink some millet porridge!"

Qin's tepid voice came, because she had been having a snowball fight outside, her round nose was red from the cold, and with her gentle eyebrows and eyes, she looked pitiful and lovely.

"There is Qin?" Ban Niang asked suspiciously, her eyes turned to Lang Hao.

"Okay, listen to her!" Lang Hao's eyes flashed slightly.

You Qin breathed a sigh of relief, and thought silently in his heart: Cen Nan said a word correctly, and he was so promising······

After a while, Lang Hao left with a piece of millet porridge and packaged side dishes.

Youqin buried his head in wiping the table, and Xiong Lan came over with bad intentions: "Hehe, I sensitively smelled a trace of gossip." ”

"What the hell!" Youqin's voice was soft.

"Don't admit it yet, what kind of porridge do people drink when they have a cold?"

Qin said seriously: "The customer is God, and I am for God's sake." ”

"Cut!" Xiong Lan sat on the chair with a big grin and said, "You just have a hard mouth, I also saw the one named Cen Nan at the New Year's Day party last year." ”

Gee! Xiong Lan smacked her lips with a rogue face: "It looks really magical." ”

That's called a talent, okay? Youqin was speechless.

"Let me tell you, don't talk about your freshman, our first class and even the juniors and seniors like him a lot, and I heard that he is still a rich second generation!" Xiong Lan said that she would rise and slapped the table: "If you also like people, if you don't hurry up, you won't be able to touch the hair!" ”

Not only did I touch his hair, but I even pulled his hand! Qin silently went back in his heart.

None of that matters, though.

Youqin's parents were introduced to each other, his mother had a good family background, and his grandfather was the leader of a public school. Therefore, although the mother was born ordinary, it was very popular in that era when a household registration book and a household registration place could divide people into three, six, nine and so on. His father is a poor boy from the countryside, with good looks and strong ability, but because of the background of the times, it is extremely difficult to go on his official career. Under the mediation of people with hearts, two people took what they needed and came together, which was also the beginning of a tragedy.

At first, the two of them were in love and harmony, especially after giving birth to Youqin, and their lives were very sweet. However, with the passage of time, the differences in concepts and ideas in the bones are increasingly exposed. From trivial conflicts to collisions of big and small things, the original emotional foundation has been exhausted. In the month before the divorce, Qin had the impression that there was only a mother who was hoarse and kept scolding, and a father who was in stark contrast to her - smoking and not saying a word.

Love, more should be like-minded acquaintances!

For example, three views, such as thoughts, such as interests······

Since figuring it out, Youqin's college life has become more fulfilling and exciting. She is changing little by little, moving forward in an orderly manner, attending classes well, making friends, enriching extracurricular activities, and broadening her horizons. In the dormitory, Zheng Yun still warms herself like a little sun, and as for Mi Lian, since she became estranged from Cen Nan, she no longer faces her coldly every day, and occasionally she can say a few words.

Youqin slowly came into contact with more things, step by step out of the solitary world.

Just like the New Year's Day party, under the coaxing of a bunch of big men in the department, two lone seedlings: Qin and Mi Lian drove ducks to the shelves, and each put on a performance program.

Mi Lian lived up to expectations and performed a ballet solo - Jasmine.

As for Youqin, although it was the first time he walked to the stage, he also showed his housekeeping skills - poetry recitation.

However, in the office, Mr. Mao looked at the three big words "poetry recitation" on the program list and had a headache: performing poetry recitation at the New Year's Day party? I don't know if it's a number! This year, those departments are going to steal the limelight again······

An hour before the party, Qin Wo put on makeup for himself in the dormitory, with a thin single eyelid and earth-colored eyeshadow, and a thin eyeliner hidden under the long eyelashes. Orange blush, lip gloss of the same color.

Youqin thought about it, tied it to the ponytail, and pulled a bun at the parallel of the earlobe.

"Bring it, bring it! Luckily, I asked my dad to send me straight over, otherwise it would have been too late. Zheng Yun rushed in panting, carrying a brown paper bag in his hand.

Open it and take out a cheongsam with a light blue jacquard and white raw edge.

"Quickly change it, little Qin Qin!" Zheng Yun urged.

Youqin nodded, stuck out his tongue and said playfully, "Thank you!" Please also help me borrow a cheongsam. ”

"Hurry up, thanks for the fart!" Zheng Yun impatiently stuffed the cheongsam into Youqin's hand.

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After a while, Zheng Yun looked at You Qin in front of him and was stunned.

If the Jiangnan woman is a gentle and beautiful song, then You Qin wearing a cheongsam is a heart-warming song, and every smile seems to be a poet's pen, which transforms aura and charm.