In a relationship, all emotional changes are silent, but only those who are in it know that even if the other party's eyes are only wandering for a second, they are no less than stormy waves.

In the eyes of outsiders, Chi Shuang and Meng Huaiqian are still the same as before.

When the two went downstairs, they also ran into their cousin, whose face was full of red light, and greeted Meng Huaiqian comfortably: "Mr. Meng is here, is he going to send Shuangshuang home now?" ”

Meng Huaiqian bowed his head calmly.

"Gone." Chi Shuang advised, "I see that the weather forecast says that there may be light rain in the evening, and you should go back early, at this point, there will be no more guests." ”

"I know—"

The cousin urged her, "Then you should go quickly, beware of waiting for the rain and the traffic jam on the road." ”

Seeing Chi Shuang and Meng Huaiqian going down the stairs, walking out one after the other, my cousin held on to the stairs with a look of relief, everything that has happened in the past year or so, she is an outsider in the eyes, Meng Huaiqian is very serious about Shuangshuang, these two people can come together naturally, this way is really not easy.

"You don't have to come here tomorrow."

After Chi Shuang got into the car, he fastened his seat belt, turned his head sideways and said to him, "I'm going to Jingu in the next two days." ”

Meng Huaiqian was stunned for a moment, started the engine, and asked her in a low voice: "On a business trip?" ”

"No, it's not." She leaned her head back against the car seat and replied lazily, "Sister Jiaming, well, it's the director's wife, my wife, I gave birth to a girl two days ago, it's so close, of course I have to go over and have a look." ”

Meng Huaiqian snorted.

The director in her mouth is Jing Rong, Jing Rong is only in his forties this year, and he is very young in the director's industry.

More than ten years ago, Jing Rong was already famous at the age of thirty, and he can be regarded as a genius.

"Do you want me to send you there?" Meng Huaiqian asked.

"What are you doing, it's just more than a hundred kilometers." Chi Shuang smiled, "I asked Master Liu to drive me over, and I guess I will stay there for one night." ”

"Okay."

Meng Huaiqian unconsciously clenched the steering wheel.

Chi Shuang's gaze passed over his hand, and then at the mosquito on the windshield, which I don't know if it was dead or alive.

She stared for too long, Meng Huaiqian naturally paid attention, and when she waited for the green light, she also looked in the direction she was looking at-

What's on your mind right now?

The most difficult problem in his student days, at least he can solve it.

He can also think of ways to solve the most difficult accidents encountered at work.

There was only one her, who racked his brains, thought about everything, and couldn't sleep all night, but he could only be helpless.

…

The next day, after the rush hour at work, Chi Shuang took a car to Jingu. In her life dictionary, there is no word escape, she just has some things that she hasn't figured out yet, and the teacher and her wife are also middle-aged girls, she has to go over to see the little sister who has just come to the world anyway.

Jing Rong has been idle in the past few years, and he has not gone all over the world to make movies.

As soon as she entered the villa area, Chi Shuang saw Jing Rong, so she asked Master Liu to stop, she pushed the car door and got out of the car, and shouted in a brisk tone: "Old Jing!" ”

Jing Rong was pretending to be melancholy with a fallen leaf in his hand, he was much older than when she first saw him in the garden.

He was thirty-four years old at the time, and he is almost forty-six years old this year.

Jing Rong laughed, and there were deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, all of which were traces of time. He walked up and down, looked her up and down, and said in a reassuring tone like an elder, "I've grown taller again." ”

Chi Shuang rolled her eyes, "How short I used to be in your eyes, you say this every time you see me." ”

She paused, and then asked with concern, "Is Sister Jiaming better?" ”

"Not bad."

Jing Rong didn't bother to correct her erroneous title anymore.

When he was asked to contribute, he called him teacher, and when he was fine, he called him Lao Jing, but instead called his wife "sister".

At that time, Chi Shuang was still young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it was very strange for her to make a movie for the first time, Shen Jiaming came to the crew to visit the class, and Chi Shuang, who was still ignorant of human affairs, was fooled by a senior and shouted "Sister Jiaming", and everyone in the crew was amused.

Shen Jiaming hugged Chi Shuang and laughed, okay! That's how it will be called in the future!

Speaking of his wife, Jing Rong's eyes were full of deep affection, "I've been chattering since I heard that you were coming over, and I can't wait to walk two miles to pick you up when I stay at home, so you have this treatment." ”

Chi Shuang snickered.

The teacher and student walked in the direction of the villa, and when Jing Rong saw Chi Shuang's face of wanting to speak, he immediately asked vigilantly: "What, do you want to borrow money?" ”

Without waiting for Chi Shuang to refute, he immediately said cruelly: "It's more than five figures, you'd better not speak, I don't have any private money." ”

"......" Chi Shuang was silent for two seconds, "Then I'll borrow nine thousand nine." ”

The two talked and laughed and entered the house.

Shen Jiaming was helped out of the bedroom by the confinement sister-in-law, and Jing Rong hurried over to help her, "Xiaochi is not an outsider, you go and rest." ”

"That's it, Sister Jiaming, you just got out of the hospital."

Chi Shuang went to the bathroom, washed her hands and then went to the master bedroom, she stayed here all day, until the evening did not leave, Jing Rong sent her out of the yard, it was almost winter, it was dark early, it was already dark at eight o'clock.

Jing Rong put his hand in his trouser pocket and looked at her with a smile, "I feel like you have a bad day, what's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

Chi Shuang pursed her lips and smiled, "Why are you so sharp!" ”

"If you are not sensitive, you can't live so long under your sister Jiaming." Jing Rong smiled, "Tell me? ”

Chi Shuang groaned for a while, but smiled slyly in Jing Rong's encouraging eyes, raised his hand and pointed at his head, "I'm sorry!" The answer is already here. ”

In fact, she wanted to refer more to her heart.

As she spoke, she took two more steps forward and waved at him, "Let's go!" ”

Why should a person be willing to confess his heart when he gets an affirmative answer from someone else?

She really doesn't like a relationship that might go into a countdown at the beginning.

Falling in love is like opening a blind box, and there are only two kinds of results, breaking up and staying together, but before it is revealed, no one knows what kind of result will be drawn, her current situation is more special, the blind box is transparent, she saw the content in advance, so she hesitated, not knowing whether to reach out and extract.

But, but.

She asked herself, if Meng Huaiqian had such a scar on his left hand, he must be her future partner, no matter what, would she have to get along with him with such faith? Even if one day there is an irreconcilable conflict between her and him, and she no longer likes him, will she choose to compromise because he is the "husband" who protects her from the rain in her dreams?

No, she never.

If this is the case, has she once again entered the misty labyrinth of plot arrangement.

Is she Chi Shuang, or is she a marionette called "Chi Shuang" who is controlled by the plot?

She doesn't believe in any future, any bullshit plots.

She only believes in her heart.

When she wrote the three words Meng Huaiqian in her heart, he didn't have that scar on his hand, and she wouldn't drive him out.

When she didn't have Meng Huaiqian in her heart, even if he had that scar on his hand, she would not hesitate to expel him.

…

Jing Rong stood in the night, watching Chi Shuang get in the car and leave, she didn't seem to have changed, she still leaned on the car window and waved at him while reminding loudly: "Old Jing, close your belly!" Pay attention to body management, a man who is fat is not attractive! ”

He smiled dumbly, shook his head, went back to the house, and sighed with his wife: "She has really grown up." ”

It's no longer the little pond that showed a confused look when he heard him say, "Love is something you know you can't do.。

Now she will become calm and determined after being confused.

Shen Jiaming smiled: "She was originally a very smart girl." ”

It is not a secret that Meng Huaiqian auctioned a pink diamond at a sky-high price in Shanghai, and it soon reached Shen Yujun's ears, in fact, he has never hidden anything, and his son's life can not be hidden from his parents. If her husband is a cold bystander, then she is a wait-and-see attitude, but in general, she is no different from her husband's thoughts, young people are uncertain, everything is unknown, before it is clear, it is too idle and too many things to obstruct in every way.

It's just that this incident made Shen Yujun smell a different breath.

So, she found an excuse to return to her husband a few days early.

Meng Huaiqian naturally wanted to go back to the old house to have a meal with his mother, and let the driver drive him back after work, there were only their mother and son at the dinner table.

"Last time on your aunt's death day, I went to worship them and my wife, and I met Ah Qian in the Liang family cemetery."

Shen Yujun mentioned his former friend and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "He has lost a lot of weight, but it is a great joy to be alive." ”

Meng Huaiqian saw that there were stones in front of him, worried that his mother would be tripped up, so he stepped forward and held her arm, and steadily supported her to continue walking.

"Actually, I've heard about you a long time ago with your father." Shen Yujun looked up at his son's side face and whispered, "Huaiqian, what do you think?" ”

Meng Huaiqian was silent for a moment, and just when Shen Juejun thought he was deliberately avoiding this topic, he suddenly slowed down his pace and shouted "Mom", there were only them on the silent forest path, although this voice was low, but it was exceptionally clear.

Shen Yujun also thought that he had auditory hallucinations.

She was not from Beijing, and her family had business contact with the Meng family at that time, and she and her husband also became acquainted with her. In the following years, she stayed in Beijing more often, and when her son was still young and his schoolwork was not heavy, she would take his son home to live for a period of time every year.

Children also have a talent for language, and they can quickly speak local slang and shout every day.

She sat in the courtyard with her mother, smiling at her son, who was playing football on the grass.

Later, she had a lot of business to deal with, and he had more and more classes on and off campus, and there were no more leisurely and comfortable days. So, when she heard this, she was stunned, and then she realized that she hadn't heard him call her like this for twenty years.

"For more than a year," he said in a low voice, "I feel very happy." ”

Shen Yujun was slightly stunned.

Happiness?

She looked sideways at the side of her son's face, she had lost the baby fat she had when she was a child, her face was serious and cold, but her expression was unexpectedly firm. The mother and son walked around each other silently, Shen Yujun was sweating a little, her physical strength was not as good as when she was young, she panted lightly and waved her hand, "Take a break." ”

Coincidentally, they actually stopped in front of a big tree.

After Shen Yujun eased up, he touched the big tree with his hand, and the dusty memory resurfaced in his mind, this tree was planted by Huaiqian when she watched her husband plant it when she was born.

She sighed: "You're about to turn thirty, and in the end, your father and I can only give you reference at most." Son, your father is getting older and more stubborn, and I can't control him. ”

Meng Huaiqian wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

He has already listed all the tests and obstacles that will be encountered together, and how dare he pull her in because of his own selfishness without full confidence.

The only thing he wasn't sure was her heart, and the only thing he couldn't calculate was this heart.

Shen Yujun was also really curious, and asked again: "What kind of girl is she?" ”

Meng Huaiqian's brows furrowed, he thought for a moment, and smiled faintly, "It's a girl who would be very happy if she knew that you called her 'girl'." ”