Slightly sweet when I first heard it

"It's not you who upset me."

Wen Qingyin looked at the guitar with disgust, "My problem won't be solved just because you sing a song."

She whispered, "You're not a princess."

Yan Jinghuai shrugged: "You think highly of me too. Although I seem to be mentally handicapped when I say this, until now, I haven't figured out what kind of trouble you have encountered."

He stood in front of Wen Qingyin, keeping his fingers on the strings, "I didn't plan to solve it for you. I just want to make you happy."

"Don't worry, there is only one princess between us, and I won't compete with you for this spot."

As he spoke, he smiled mischievously, and he looked no different from the college students passing by.

Wen Qingyin looked at it for a while, lowered his head again, and searched for the nearest restaurant: "Don't waste time doing such boring things. Let's go eat, and then go back—"

Yan Jinghuai confiscated her mobile phone.

"My teacher told me that the destiny of human beings is music, and our souls are connected with music."

"There's a traffic jam now, and I can't go anyway, so just order a song and try it out."

Yan Jinghuai is ready, as long as she is happy, he is even willing to sing Cao Ming's song.

After Yan Jinghuai picked up the guitar, his whole person was different, like a soldier holding his own gun, looking very confident.Wen Qingyin wanted to believe him a little bit.

She said, "Will "Love Song of Kangding" be available?"

Yan Jinghuai immediately played "Kangding Love Song" for her.

It seems that it works.Wen Qingyin asked: "Can you sing "Falling Down"?"

Yan Jinghuai didn't know it, he had never heard of it.

A search on the Internet turned out to be the theme song of the Soviet movie "The Dawns Here Are Quiet".

This old one, you can tell that it is a child raised by grandpa.

Yan Jinghuai finally heard how sad Qingyin was.

Later they also sang "Troika", "Katyusha" and "Don't Blame Me, Mother".

An old man walking around on crutches listened to it for a long time, then stuffed five yuan into Wen Qingyin's hand, and asked, "Young man, let's sing "The Internationale."

The group of buddies who borrowed the guitar were watching from the sidelines, and hurriedly persuaded the uncle not to cause trouble, he was coaxing his girlfriend.

The uncle looked at Yan Jinghuai several times, and said firmly: "The young man is handsome, it's fine to do this, don't imitate him."

Wen Qingyin said: "Come one, the old man also liked to listen to it before."

Yan Jinghuai asked Wen Qingyin, "Can you find the music score for me?"

Wen Qingyin searched for one and handed over the phone.

Yan Jinghuai didn't answer, just looked at her hand.

The melody that inspired generations soon resounded in the streets.

Just when it was time to get off work, the tired workers stopped for this song and scolded the boss together.

As the boss representative of Gou Ri, Wen Qingyin felt no pressure, and even hummed a few words along with her.

Passers-by found that the singing boy was very handsome, and teased him to play another song.Yan Jinghuai held Wen Qingyin's hand, saying that he was just trying to make his girlfriend happy.

The onlookers said that this was no more cruel than going to work, and they left immediately.

It was getting late, Yan Jinghuai and Wen Qingyin were leaving too.The buddies who played the band saw that Yan Jinghuai was an expert, and asked a lot of technical questions, Yan Jinghuai answered them patiently, and finally exchanged WeChat.

When returning, Wen Qingyin said: "You were super handsome just now, like a big star."

Yan Jinghuai stroked his hair: "I was originally a big star."

It was dark when we got home.

Wen Qingyin changed into her slippers, went to the refrigerator to find a can of soda, and sat on the swing on the balcony.

The room is very big, because it has not been occupied for a long time, the model room is also deserted.When passing by the sofa, she intentionally messed up the pillows on it, and the room didn't become lively because of it, but became calmer.

She somewhat missed the time when she was with Yan Jinghuai just now, there was a kind of worldly excitement.

She hugged her knees and curled herself into the swing.

Pressing the phone, countless messages and missed calls popped up.

She searched one by one, but there was no Ms. An's.

I don't know if I still don't know that she has resigned, or I believe that she can solve it by herself.

Wen Qingyin was about to throw away the phone when Yan Jinghuai called.

Wen Qingyin asked: "Do you have anything in the car?"

Yan Jinghuai sat outside the bar, watching the passers-by."Just wanted to ask if you were home," he said.

"Here we are." Wen Qingyin propped his feet on the ground, swinging on the swing by himself, "Do you want to take a photo for you to confirm?"

"no need."

This was the first time the two called on the phone, and Yan Jinghuai was inexplicably nervous.

He didn't know what to talk about, and was trying to find a topic, but heard Qingyin say: "I thought I would smash the office, or do something irrational, but I didn't."

"It's like an hourglass in my mind, sifting everything out. I have no emotions, no thoughts, just a blank space."

She was a little worried, "I'm not mad."

Yan Jinghuai came from the phone with a smiling voice: "Don't worry."

"The news came so suddenly that your brain hasn't heard it yet. Maybe when you get up tomorrow morning, your pillow will already be wet from crying."

"My brain doesn't." Wen Qingyin looked at the sky: "But I may really need to adjust."

"I'm going to give myself a vacation. What do people do on vacation?"

Yan Jinghuai also looked at the sky, "Traveling, shopping, etc., or sleeping at home."

"But I traveled all over the world when I was a child. When I go shopping, luxury brands bring new styles to my house every season. I don't want to sleep either. I can't sleep at all now."

Wen Qingyin was very worried, "What should I do for entertainment?"

Yan Jinghuai secretly hates the rich, don't entertain yourself, your life is the greatest entertainment.

He asked, "Do you want to come to my house to play?"

"My aunt's house is on Night Market Street, which is very famous and lively at night. And the chicken feet made by my aunt are delicious."

He just had a whim, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only bite the bullet and continue:
"Also, that, my aunt knows that you paid her medical bills, so I want to treat you to dinner, thank you."

"The money is yours, and your aunt's hospitalization fee is yours."

Wen Qingyin said: "You have already met my parents, I should also meet your parents."

Yan Jinghuai thought she would refuse.

Because she was worried about the boss, Shu Jiyuan didn't eat dinner.She's been beating those bastards on the board all afternoon.

Her husband was busy writing SCI, and only nodded his head to participate in the whole process, and handed her hot water when she was resting.

Assistant Shu gulped down the whole glass of water depressedly, and the boss who had been out of contact for a day finally reappeared.

She exclaimed, pushed away and came over to check if she had an injured husband, and immediately clicked on the message.

On the screen, nine identical chicken yellow cashmere sweaters were neatly hung in the closet.

Wen Qingyin asked: Which one should I wear to meet my parents?

Shu Jiyuan asked calmly: "Brother, how far is our home from Wen Qingyin's home?"

Her husband said, "Is it a straight line distance? Three hundred to 350 meters."

Shu Jiyuan slapped the table and stood up, "Bring me my 400-meter big knife, I'm going to stab this wild boar to death!"

At 10:30 in the evening, Li Yuchen, the 'Prince of the Business District', came home from get off work.

The news of Wen Qingyin's resignation has traveled across the ocean and reached the ears of He Nange who is far away in Country M.

Nanmei, who was busy revising her graduation thesis, deliberately spared time to comfort Xiao Wendong, who was tragically unemployed.But Xiao Wendong turned off his phone, so he had no choice but to harass Li Yuchen.

Li Yuchen likes to chat with him, but doesn't like to chat with him about other people.He forced himself to listen for two hours before he hung up the phone and bumped into a suspicious woman at his door.

"You're sick, don't tell me." He held his chest and cursed, "You're pretending to be a ghost in front of my house at night."

Wen Qingyin asked for others, and had a good attitude: "What did you wear when you first met your parents?"

"Crotchless pants, diapers—" Li Yuchen looked at her in surprise: "You want to see your parents!"

Wen Qingyin showed him her wardrobe, "Do I need to make an appointment with a stylist, will it be too late?"

Li Yuchen fell into deep thought looking at the nine pieces of chicken yellow: "Compared with what to wear, I am more concerned about when you plan to surrender to our Nannantou case."

Wen Qingyin looked at him innocently: "He just lost his job, so don't think about it for now."

She used this face to compete for favor in front of Nannan!

Li Yuchen was very angry, and directly stuffed him back into the elevator.

"Fuck off." He scolded, "Damn it, brother-in-law."

Night market street, chicken feet shop.

The aunt asked Xu Qingwu: "Your brother ate bad food, why did he go into the toilet as soon as he came here?"

"It's stinky. It even snatched my hairspray." Xu Qingwu knocked on the door: "Use less, this is the same song, it's out of print."

Yan Jinghuai opened the door, and threw the hairspray to him: "Look at your stinginess, I'm here to help you. You only use how much you spray your bangs every time, and you'll be bald when it expires."

Xu Qingwu, a sophomore in high school this year, stayed up late every day and lost hair in strands. She couldn't hear the word 'bald' very much, so she rushed in and grabbed her brother's hair howling.

"Don't make trouble." Yan Jinghuai protected his clothes, "I broke them."

My aunt asked suspiciously: "Isn't this the dress for a wedding? Why are you wearing it so grandly?"

Xu Qingwu complained, "He watched the video with me in the middle of the night yesterday and asked me to pick it with him!"

The appointed time was at 05:30, Wen Qingyin was worried about the traffic jam, so she left the house two hours earlier.

Unexpectedly, the road was unimpeded, and she arrived a quarter past four.

My aunt's chicken feet shop is in the corner of the pedestrian street. On the signboard, there is a Q-version chicken with thighs exposed, and the five characters of "boneless chicken jio shop" are written next to it.

Wen Qingyin pushed the door open and came in, and saw Yan Jinghuai and a little girl brushing each other's hair, and the pretty lady next to her was spraying hairspray in front of the mirror.

She exited silently and reconfirmed the store name.

The three people in the room were too involved, and no one noticed her.After hesitating for a moment, Wen Qingyin took on the momentum of a speech, sank into his dantian, and said, "Hello, everyone."

The three trembled in fright, Qi Qi looked at her.

The three of them actually look alike, they all have beautiful faces and are a little aggressive.Wen Qingyin actually felt guilty, and pointed at the door, "I knocked on the door."

Yan Jinghuai's meticulously groomed hairstyle was completely ruined, and he greeted him with no love in his life.

Wen Qingyin stuffed the sunflower in his arms, "I don't know if my aunt has pollen allergies, so I chose sunflowers."

She said, "Auntie, congratulations on being discharged from the hospital."