Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

The earthen walls of the wooden house are not soundproof. Once they quiet down, the sound downstairs is very obvious.

Gu Cheng was talking to Fu Han and asked him: "Fu Han, I watched your interview before, you are really amazing."

Fu Han: "Thank you."

Hearing the man's brief and indifferent answer, Wen Qingyue snorted softly in her heart, thinking why this man is so incapable of speaking, everyone has praised him, so at least it is a symbolic compliment.

The conversation downstairs was still going on, Gu Cheng was a person who could talk to himself, and he didn't mind Fu Han's indifference at all.

He may not know that there is no sound insulation, and we chatted happily, "Actually, we have met before. You came to S University to give a speech. I am a graduate. At that time, my professor brought me to dinner with you."

Fu Han: "Really? That year? I don't remember."

"About five or six years ago, by the way, that time Su Wanyu was there, and she even gave you flowers. I thought you two were a couple..."

"Cough cough..."

Shen Yin suddenly coughed violently, Wen Qingyue turned to look at her, "What's wrong? Choked on saliva?"

There was teasing in her tone, and the faint light of the phone reflected the see-through look on her face.

Shen Yin was a little embarrassed, looked at her, and signaled her not to mind what Gu Cheng said with his eyes.

Wen Qingyue smiled and didn't care. The people downstairs seemed to realize that there was no sound insulation and became quiet.

The next day, Wen Qingyue woke up early, Shen Yin and Su Wanyu were still sleeping, she put on her clothes, and walked out of the room lightly. After going downstairs, the courtyard was covered with snow white.

Snowing.

There is a thin layer of snow on the ground, and the wind is still blowing in the air. The snow has stopped, but the wind is very biting. It seems that the down jacket that Yufeng can't resist.

"Why did you come out?" Fu Han walked over from the opposite side with a bowl of porridge, and while speaking, he pulled her back.

Wen Qingyue entered the room next to him, her eyes fell on the bowl, "Where's my porridge?"

Fu Han: "In my hand."

He took her to another room and sat around the fire. Gu Cheng and Su Yan came in one after the other. When they saw her, they asked, "Qingyue, where are they? Why did you come down by yourself?"

Wen Qingyue was holding the porridge to drink, and said, "I'm not awake yet."

The old lady led a four or five-year-old little girl in. The little girl looked timidly at the strangers. She squatted behind the old lady, clutching the old lady's clothes, and looked at them timidly from behind with a pair of eyes.

Wen Qingyue raised her eyes and met the little girl's gaze. For a moment, the space seemed to be still, and she seemed to be pulled into a different world.

She saw that the little girl in front of her fell into a icy lake, kept falling, and drowned in the icy lake.

For a moment, Wen Qingyue seemed to empathize with her, that cold suffocation filled her airway.

"Ding!"

She let go, and the iron spoon hit the bowl, pulling her out of the suffocation.

Wen Qingyue breathed rapidly, as if she had regained oxygen.

"What's the matter?" Fu Han approached her, noticed that she was not breathing properly, and asked in a low voice.

Wen Qingyue put down the bowl, glanced at him, and shook her head, "It's okay, I just choked."

Fu Han didn't doubt that there was him, so he helped her follow suit.

Wen Qingyue looked at the little girl, her mood was no longer as relaxed as before.

Is this trip just for her to save this little girl?

Does she want to be saved?

"Little sister, what's your name?" Gu Cheng took a bag of biscuits to coax the little girl, and asked kindly while hugging the little girl.

"Dolma." The little girl held the biscuit and was not so wary of them.

"Little Dolma, how old are you?"

"Four years old."

Listening to Gu Cheng and little Dolma's question and answer, Wen Qingyue suddenly asked, "Grandma, are you and Dolma the only ones at home? Where are Dolma's parents?"

The old lady said: "Well, her parents have gone out to work."

Wen Qingyue: "Aren't you coming back for the New Year?"

The old lady sighed, and said bitterly and helplessly: "The fare to come back is too expensive, and it's not easy to buy a ticket. I can only stay for two days when I come back, and I have to go back again, so I didn't come back."

Wen Qingyue was silent. During the Spring Festival travel season, the fare is really expensive for ordinary families with some difficulties, and the distance is far away, so they will be delayed in the car for more than half of the time when they come back.

Several people looked at Little Dolma distressedly, Gu Cheng rubbed her head, and asked: "Little Dolma, do you miss Mom and Dad?"

Zhuoma didn't answer him, but struggled to get out of his arms, walked around to Wen Qingyue with the snacks in his arms, watched her for a few seconds, and handed the snacks to her, "Grandma, go."

This sentence made everyone dumbfounded for a few seconds, Wen Qingyue was a little taken aback, "Dolma, I, I am not your mother."

"Dolma, come here, that's not your mother." The old lady beckoned helplessly and explained to the little girl.

The little girl didn't listen, and hugged Wen Qingyue's wrist, "Well... Ah Yi is lying, she is Grandma!"

The little girl stubbornly believed that Wen Qingyue was her grandmother, and when her grandmother denied it, she was so anxious that she cried, and even grabbed Fu Han and called her father, the scene was a little chaotic for a while.

Wen Qingyue hugged the little guy and comforted the old lady, "Grandma is fine."

Seeing little Dolma happily sitting on Wen Qingyue's lap eating snacks, the old lady said, "Little Dolma's father and mother went out when she was two years old, and they haven't come back for two years." , She chased me every day to ask, I just told her that her father and mother went to make money and came back after the Chinese New Year, she thought you were her father and mother."

Wen Qingyue expressed her understanding that children of a few years old will not have a long-lasting memory, and if they haven't seen their parents for a long time, they will easily forget.

After breakfast, the wind became stronger outside and the weather was gloomy. They decided to stay at Xiao Zhuoma's house for one more night and go back home tomorrow.

Wen Qingyue was in the empty space in the last bathroom, and when she came out, she found that Xiao Zhuoma was called away by her friends and went out to play.

She looked slightly startled.At first, she was a little absent-minded, but Shen Yin came over and said, "Gu Chenggang, Grandma Zhuoma and I asked if there is any interesting place nearby, and she said there is a lake nearby, do you want to go and see it?"

Wen Qingyue was absent-minded and didn't listen to what she was saying at all. She walked to the side and found a place to sit and meditate.

Shen Yin froze, looked at her back and asked, "Qingyue, what's wrong with you? Did you hear what I said?"

Fu Han came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Yin: "She seems to have something on her mind. We heard what you and Gu Cheng said last night. You talk to her. We go to the lake to play. You can come to us after you talk."

With that she turned and walked away, giving them room to talk.

Fu Han was taken aback, not wanting to understand, he and Gu Cheng were just chatting last night, what could make her unhappy?

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Han stood beside Wen Qingyue, knelt down and looked at her.

Wen Qingyue's thoughts were pulled back, and she looked at him, with deep entanglement and melancholy in her eyes.

"Unhappy?" Fu Han asked.

Wen Qingyue shook her head, "No, I'm just troubled by something and don't know how to decide."