Love at the Right Time

The white horse flew across the gap, and time seemed to rush by in the blink of an eye.

The four seasons change, everyone, everything is changing.

Wen Qinghan and Jian Yizhi have transformed from rising stars into experienced predecessors in the legal world, and the scale of Yihan Law Firm has also expanded with their achievements.

Shi Qingqiu's career and family are both right. The studio has already established a firm foothold in the entertainment industry. Several of the actors under her are all capable actors with coexistence of acting skills and traffic. Then she started investing again, and her achievements are still eye-catching.

She spends most of her time in City B, and every year she takes time out to travel together as a family.

For her, acting as a job has completely become a hobby of hers. When she wants to make a film, she picks up an interesting script and devotes herself to her work. At other times, the family is the most important.

Nowadays, she has won a lot of awards. She has rarely gone out to film. In the hearts of movie fans, she is a new and old drama bone.

In the past eighteen years, in addition to the career achievements, Wen Qinghan and Shi Qingqiu are most pleased that their daughter has grown up.

Warm as before, fifteen years old this year.

She followed Wen Qinghan's surname, but her temperament was always clear, cheerful and lively, often making her elders laugh. Fortunately, the enthusiasm for this study was accompanied by Wen Qinghan, and when he took home the transcript, he always ranked first.

"Which classmate did Xiao Xi go out to play with? How long is this vacation? She always runs out."

Tang Jinghui sat on the sofa, took the tea that Shi Qingqiu handed over, and squinted her eyes. Now that she is older, her body is getting weaker and weaker.

"I went out with Yizhi's daughter, the girl Xiao Xi brought over for dinner last time. I just received an admission notice from a key high school today, and the two children were crazy happy, so let them go."

Shi Qingqiu sat next to her mother and started chatting after dinner.

"Yes." Tang Jinghui laughed, her tone was cordial, and she caught Shi Qingqiu's hands and said: "That kid is cute, cute, and likable, and he fits well with Xiao Xi."

Shi Qingqiu then laughed and said, "Isn't it? Two people have agreed to be admitted to the same high school. I'm not happy to receive the notice? Xiao Xi has been making trouble with me and Qinghan today. They are both in the evening. I made an appointment to go out to play, not to come with us for dinner."

"That's okay. I can rest assured that the two of them play together." Tang Jinghui has never worried that Wen Ruxi will delay studying. Since elementary school, her grades have been very stable. As long as she is not with bad students, she will not talk too much.

"Don't talk about her." Shi Qingqiu touched the laptop from the sofa to open the page, "Mom, where do you want to go this year? Have you thought about it?"

"This year..." Tang Jinghui put on her glasses and looked at the screen, but after thinking about it, she simply proposed: "I didn't discuss it with your dad or Qinghan and her parents. This year, Xiaoxi was admitted to a key high school. , It's better to let her choose."

"Mom..." Shi Qingqiu laughed, "Where would Xiao Xi choose this? The place she wants to go may not be suitable for her parents."

Although Wen Ruxi is also a sensible child, he is not easy to play, and he is not as good as Wen Qinghan and Shi Qingqiu.

Tang Jinghui took off her glasses indifferently and smiled: "What's the matter with this? Wouldn't it be enough for you two to come up with an idea? Let her pick it. It's a reward. The old ones of us really can't think of it. "

"Well then, I will ask her again when I go back." Shi Qingqiu had no choice but to agree first.

There were footsteps coming from the dining room with Wen Qinghan and Shi Honglang.

Wen Qinghan's long hair was scattered softly behind her back like flowing water. Time has whipped away her sharp indifference before, and now she is as calm as ever, and more solemn.

Shi Qingqiu turned his head to see, raised his lips and asked, "Qing Han, have you finished studying tea sets with your dad?"

"Yeah." Wen Qinghan replied and looked out the window, "It's getting late, we should go home."

Shi Honglang nodded and said, "It's time to go back, maybe Xiao Xi has gone home."

Tang Jinghui followed and persuaded: "Go back, and bring Xiao Xi to the house for dinner in two days. Remember to let her choose where to travel. Don't just waste this holiday."

Shi Qingqiu and Wen Qinghan looked at each other and smiled, then bid farewell to his parents and left.

Sure enough, my daughter had returned home long ago. She was lying on the sofa and chatting on WeChat with her mobile phone. Seeing Shi Qingqiu and Wen Qinghan came back, she threw the mobile phone and threw her at Shi Qingqiu.

"Mummy!" Wen Ruxi shouted sweetly.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Shi Qingqiu smiled and hugged her body, her already soft voice became more coquettish: "Is such a big person, I need Mommy to hug her, not ashamed?"

Wen Ruxi let go, and didn't forget to kiss Shi Qingqiu on the cheek, "No, what's so embarrassing about me holding my mommy?"

Wen Qinghan laughed silently, went to sit down on the solo sofa, and looked at his wife and daughter.

Shi Qingqiu was originally a gentle-tempered person, who was gentle and polite in dealing with others, and he became even more so after having a daughter. Probably because of her motherhood, she seems to be very friendly, and her popularity abroad has only increased over the years.

Wen Ruxi's eyebrows looked like Wen Qinghan. When he was young, Shi Qingqiu was really worried, for fear that the child was a little ice cube.

Thinking about Wen Qinghan's boring temperament, Shi Qingqiu became even more worried.

This idea persisted in Shi Qingqiu's heart for many years. After all, when the child was a few years old, there was really nothing to see. When he was a few years old, Wen Qinghan still liked to roll on the bed without clothes.

It wasn't until Wen Ruxi went to elementary school that Shi Qingqiu's worries gradually diminished. Wen Ruxi's immature but already somewhat cool appearance had nothing to do with her temperament.

Shi Qingqiu hugged her daughter and went to sit on the sofa together, and then smiled and educateed: "You, you are so old and you love to play so much, your mother was not so naughty when she was a child."

Wen Ruxi glanced at Wen Qinghan and said with a smile: "I can see it."

Wen Qinghan didn't play around with their two mothers and daughters. He played the most calm role and said in a calm tone: "Okay, go take a bath, and then go to bed early. Children can't play so late."

Wen Ruxi spit out his tongue weakly and retorted: "How can I be young? I will be an adult in two years."

Shi Qingqiu touched her head and urged her in a low voice, "Okay, go ahead and go to bed after taking a bath. You are not allowed to steal your phone in the bed."

Wen Ruxi curled his mouth, reached out and grabbed his long hair tied into a ponytail, and hesitated not to leave.

"What's wrong? What do you want to say?" Shi Qingqiu asked, touching her face.

Wen Ruxi glanced at Shi Qingqiu pitifully, then glanced at Wen Qinghan who was puzzled, coughed a little, and asked Shi Qingqiu in his ear: "Mommy, can I fall in love in high school?" "

Shi Qingqiu's eyes widened, and just about to ask her something, Wen Qinghan's voice floated over coolly: "No."

Shi Qingqiu suddenly couldn't hold back his laugh, but did not laugh out loudly after holding back.

As if feeling that he was too cold, Wen Qinghan slowly added, “Before going to college, you are not allowed to fall in love. Falling in love and falling in love are not allowed to be half-hearted."

Shi Qingqiu suffocated her smile and her stomach hurts.

"Mom..." Wen Ruxi was crying and she put her arms around Shi Qingqiu and acted like a baby. "Mommy, look at her, I don't want to be half-hearted, can't you just fall in love..."

Wen Qinghan jumped out again: "No."

"Mummy..." Wen Ruxi blinked her big eyes to behave well with Shi Qingqiu, she had given up communicating with Wen Qinghan.

Her mother can't communicate, and she doesn't retreat a step when she looks for it. But her mother listens to her mommy the most, so she just needs to get her mom.

"Okay, let's go back to the room to take a shower and sleep. We will discuss this later." Shi Qingqiu reluctantly touched her warm hair, and had to say a little harder: "Go ahead, otherwise there will be no discussion. ."

"Well, just go." Wen Ruxi hurriedly took a little squeamishness, and slipped back to his room without stopping for half a second.

In this family, don't look at her mother's cold look, her mother is the most gentle and best to talk, but in fact, her mother will not lose her temper and will always be very calm.

Mommy is different. After all, she is the one who can make her mum bow her head. This is the most powerful person in the family. How can she dare to be presumptuous?

Shi Qingqiu pulled Wen Qinghan back into the room and pushed her to take a bath.

When Qingqiu came out after taking a shower, he saw Wen Qinghan sitting by the bed with his hands propped beside him, his head hanging down not knowing what he was thinking.

Shi Qingqiu smiled clearly, took the hair-wiping towel back to the bathroom and hung it up, then came out and poured a glass of water and sat next to her.

Wen Qinghan took the water glass and was silent.

Shi Qingqiu reached out and touched her eyebrows, and couldn't help laughing: "Baby Wen, why are you frowning? Is there any major event worthy of our so worried attorney Wen?"

Wen Qinghan took a sip of the water in the cup, tightened his lips to look at Shi Qingqiu, and said in a deep and serious voice: "How can Xiao Xi suddenly want to fall in love? How old is she."

When she was at that age, she didn't even know what she liked, but she would really like to find Shi Qingqiu. She doesn't know if she likes it or not, nor has she thought about what kind of love she is going to have.

Shi Qingqiu lifted the corners of her lips, slid her fingers, and gently tugged at her cheeks, pulling her lips apart in a weird arc, and then said with relief: "Don't worry, Xiao Xi may just talk about it. She grew up. Most of them are obedient and have the same views as you on many things, so, have confidence in yourself, she is our daughter."

"Hope." Wen Qinghan sighed, put the water glass on the bedside table, and took Shi Qingqiu to bed with him.

Wen Qinghan leaned against the head of the bed, Shi Qingqiu pulled the quilt to cover the abdomen of the two people, and then leaned over to hug her waist.

Shi Qingqiu put her shoulder on her shoulders and said with emotion: "Time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, Xiao Xi is about to go to high school."

"What's the matter?" Wen Qinghan hugged her in his arms, "Do you suddenly feel that we are old?"

"Isn't it?" Shi Qingqiu sighed slightly, then smiled again, "Xiao Xi is growing up every day, as she said, she will be an adult in two or three years. She will grow up. We will be old, but now I think about it, it seems that the way we went to school before was still yesterday."

Those arbitrarily flying days seemed to have never gone away, she was still the budding newcomer actor, and Wen Qinghan was still the top student with excellent grades.

They struggled in their respective fields, and once thought that the relationship with each other was nothing more than that.

Later, they married with a reason that they would not be separated, and later, they fell in love.

"Not afraid." Wen Qinghan hugged her tightly and kissed her still moving eyes, "I am by your side, and I will grow old with you."

Shi Qingqiu's eye sockets were a little wet, and his heart suddenly filled with a little bit of unwillingness, and buried his head in Wen Qinghan's neck, muffledly said: "Half a lifetime has passed, how can time pass so fast? I haven't had enough. What..."

Wen Qinghan couldn't help but whispered, touching her long hair and coaxing her with a smile: "There is still half a lifetime."

Shi Qingqiu shook her head: "Not enough, too short." She paused, breathing deeply the smell of Wen Qinghan's body, and smiled softly: "If there is another life, I will be with you. "

She looked like she was making an agreement between children, but even so, these words made Wen Qinghan's heart turbulent.

"I will be with me in my next life so long, won't I be tired?" A smile appeared on Wen Qinghan's lips.

Shi Qingqiu shook his head earnestly and looked at her, with affectionate eyes as if looking straight into her heart, and said leisurely: "If I have the next life, I must do what I have not had time to do with you. Every day. Eat breakfast with you, go to class with you, wait for you to go back to the dormitory downstairs, and drive away those seniors and sisters who like you, as well as younger brothers and sisters."

As he spoke, Shi Qingqiu's eyes turned red.

Wen Qinghan touched the corner of her eye and laughed hoarsely: "Anything else? I'm listening."

The mist in Shi Qingqiu’s eyes, remembering Wen Qinghan’s perseverance and tenacity in those years, his voice was low and mute: "Then, hiding in the bed at night and thinking of you secretly, I have to think again every day, what topic I should find to chat with you , After all, you are a boring gourd, it is easy to be cold.

Then, attend each of your award-winning ceremonies, appear in front of you in all the ways I can, and let you get used to me and can't get rid of me. Finally, graduate with you, work with you, and live with you..."

Shi Qingqiu bit her lip, tears dripping down her eyes, choked up and sniffed.

Wen Qinghan leaned forward and kissed her eyes. Every word of her was like a double-edged sword, both redeeming and hurting herself.

Shi Qingqiu held Wen Qinghan's shoulders and shook her head, the tears in her eyes made her unable to see Wen Qinghan's face clearly.

"If there is another life, I want to taste the bitterness you have eaten."

Another tear fell, and it fell into Wen Qinghan's palm, and she was so distressed that she couldn't speak.

"You can like others, but you must fall in love with me in the end." Shi Qingqiu burst into laughter, the sparkling tears could not stop the lingering love, "Don't let me run to the end, and don't let me run the wrong way alone. Runway, don't let me lose this game..."

From not daring to take a step, to willing to bravely step out for a result, this was taught to her by Wen Qinghan.

As long as it is Wen Qinghan, then she can get full marks in this class.

"What silly thing to say?" Wen Qinghan pressed her head into his arms and kissed her forehead. "There will be no one else, only you. I don't like others."

"This is what you said, don't regret it." She sniffed her nose and pillowed it in Wen Qinghan's arms, her tears rubbing against Wen Qinghan's chest.

"What I said, I won't repent a word."

Wen Qinghan's words were as calm and powerful as her heartbeat, ringing in Shi Qingqiu's ears.

Wen Qinghan began to think seriously, she didn't know if she would have her next life, she only knew that she would not let Shi Qingqiu suffer such suffering in any case.

This is the lover she has held in her hand for a lifetime, the one she is afraid of hurting even when she holds it tightly.

If she really has the next life, let her fall in love with Shi Qingqiu first, just like this life. When Shi Qingqiu turns around, you can see her as long as you look back.

Shi Qingqiu wiped away her tears, raised her head to look at Wen Qinghan, and then moved closer to bit her lower lip.

The two people kissed each other with eyes full of affection.

After turning off the lights, Shi Qingqiu covered Wen Qinghan with a quilt, and whispered in a low voice: "I'll go see baby Xiao Wen and be back soon."

Wen Qinghan squeezed the palm of her hand, "Well, then I will look at the phone again."

Shi Qingqiu got out of the room lightly, and the light in the warm room had already been turned off. Shi Qingqiu knocked on the door and opened the door to enter.

There was a faint light from the top of the bed, and the darkness fell again the moment she entered.

Shi Qingqiu smiled, and walked over and said, "Baby Xiao Wen, I said that you are not allowed to play with your mobile phone in the bed."

Wen Ruxi hugged the quilt, revealing a pair of bright black eyes, "Mummy..."

Shi Qingqiu turned on the light and tucked her quilt on the side of the bed. “It’s not good for your eyes to play with your phone with the light off. Turn on the light if you really want to play.”

"Hmm..." Wen Ruxi laughed bored under the quilt, "I just said a few words to Kexin and fell asleep immediately."

Shi Qingqiu raised her eyebrows, Jian Kexin, and simply talked to Fu Anran's daughter.

Parents used to put themselves together with Wen Qinghan, but now my daughter is better and let her be free, but they are still with Jian Yizhi's daughter.

This baby boy looks like there is a door.

"You two..." Shi Qingqiu took a deep breath and stopped talking. Seeing Wen Ruxi's eyes twinkling, she had to say: "You just said you want to fall in love. Could it be that you like it?"

Wen Ruxi blinked a few times quickly, then shook his head vigorously under the quilt, "No, no, no, I just ask..."

Shi Qingqiu frowned suspiciously and did not hesitate to pull down her quilt. As expected, her face was a little red.

"Mummy..." Wen Ruxi pulled the quilt up again, this time shy.

Shi Qingqiu helped her forehead and tugged at her quilt, "Get up, I have something to tell you."

Seeing that there was no smile on Mommy's face, Wen Ruxi quickly got up and held the quilt to listen to the lesson.

When Shi Qingqiu saw this, she couldn't bear to smile, and touched her head, "Don't be so nervous, I just have to tell you something, as for the others, you decide after listening."

The big warm eyes blinked a few times, and then nodded heavily.

Shi Qingqiu stared at her and spoke in a soft voice: "Your mother and I will not limit any of your thoughts, because you are our daughter. We believe that you can do everything to your own satisfaction and also make you satisfied. We decided to rest assured, including the matter of love.

What I want to tell you now is very simple, you have to determine your own mind, determine whether you are three minutes hot or really like someone. You can't talk about a relationship in order to experience the feeling of being in love. You have to be responsible for yourself and the other person. The best beginning of a relationship must be mutual liking. "

Wen Ruxi's face was buried in the quilt, only his eyes were exposed. I don't know what the expression was, only to see the eyes staring straight at Shi Qingqiu.

After a while, she pulled the quilt down a bit, and approached Shi Qingqiu quietly and asked, "Mommy, are you and your mother like this? It's a long, long time to think about it?"

Shi Qingqiu smiled slightly, hugged her and said softly: "We did think about it for a long, long time, and she considered it longer than I did. What she said just now was a little harsher, but nothing is wrong. It is not allowed to talk about it. If you fall in love and fall in love, half-heartedness is not allowed. Aunt Jian and Aunt Fu will certainly teach you this way. Little Wen, do you understand?"

Wen Ruxi rubbed Shi Qingqiu's face lightly and muttered to herself: "Then I will be sure for a while to determine if I really like her..."

"Well, very good." Shi Qingqiu smiled satisfied.

This is really better than blue. Look at her daughter and see Wen Qinghan, this mother has been thrown down ten streets.

Shi Qingqiu asked her to lie down and covered the quilt. As soon as she was about to say goodnight, she took Shi Qingqiu's hand.

"Mommy, I have another question. Why do you always call me Baby Wen? Is there another big one?"

"Um... this..." Shi Qingqiu licked his lips and smiled, then flicked Wen Ruxi's forehead, and said cheerfully: "Because you are still young, so you are Xiao Wen baby. Okay, go to bed. , Don’t play with mobile phones anymore."

Shi Qingqiu thought to herself that she must never be known by her daughter that her mother is the big Wen Bao, otherwise someone's majesty will not be preserved.

After coaxing her daughter, Shi Qingqiu was about to go back to the room, after thinking about it, she went to the study again.

Wen Qinghan's diary is locked in a drawer, and she still keeps the habit of writing a diary. After so many years, the diary is filled with it and it was replaced by Qingqiu.

Shi Qingqiu would go to her diary every once in a while, and the two knew it well and never broke it.

Since having a daughter, Wen Qinghan's diary gradually added more content about her daughter.

The joy when the daughter was born, the feelings when she bathed and dressed her for the first time, and her worries when she started going to kindergarten were all recorded in every detail.

At the same time, things that happened between Shi Qingqiu and Shi Qingqiu will also be written down, such as their wedding anniversary, such as every time Shi Qingqiu misses when they go out to work, and for example, their occasional small disputes.

After reading the latest, Shi Qingqiu turned a few pages forward and saw what Wen Qinghan had written a few days ago.

"I just watched an interview with her, and the host asked her if she is satisfied with her current life. She replied, very satisfied. I suddenly remembered that I wanted to ask her if she was happy over the years. But I never said anything. I have asked, because we still have a long, long way to go. Asking at this time seems to be a bit early, so we should wait a few more decades."

When Shi Qingqiu touched the neat handwriting with her fingers, she couldn't help but smile.

Obviously, I really want to know the answer, and I have to wait until my hair is gray to ask. Shi Qingqiu doesn't know what to say to her.

I remember that she had hidden her admiration for so many years, how bitter, how painful, she didn't reveal a word.

Under her cold and thin appearance is the deep affection that has accumulated for many years, and to this day, the points are undiminished.

Because of Wen Qinghan, Shi Qingqiu was willing to take the first step. In this game, he went forward and ran to the end that Wen Qinghan had promised her.

Because of Wen Qinghan, she felt happy.

She took the pen, spread the notebook on the table, turned to the last page, and wrote a line of words.

The study was dark and quiet again, and the last ray of light disappeared in the crack in the door that Shi Qingqiu closed.

She thought about it for a while when she just picked up the pen, and the complicated sentences had passed through her mind, but in the end she still felt that the simplest sentence was what Wen Qinghan wanted most.

There are a dozen pages left in this diary, and when Wen Qinghan writes to the last page, he will see the line she just left.

I'm very happy.

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