Love at the Right Time

With Shi Qingqiu's consent, Wen Qinghan began to think carefully in his mind where to take Shi Qingqiu to go at night. Even when she lay down on the bed for a nap, she closed her eyes and thought. Shi Qingqiu thought she fell asleep so soon, so she turned off the phone.

After a few days of meetings, I was really tired. The room was quiet. Wen Qinghan closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze. Probably because she was thinking about it before going to bed, she had a dream after just sleeping like this.

When she dreamed of college, Shi Qingqiu asked her to go to the food court near the school to eat. Because I haven't seen each other for many days, the corners of Wen Qinghan's lips were slightly curved that day, and he followed Shi Qingqiu into the small shop.

But her smile stopped at the moment she saw Qi Yue.

Shi Qingqiu took her hand to Qi Yue's side. She remembered that Shi Qingqiu smiled politely to others on weekdays, but there was a warm light in her eyes that day. Shi Qingqiu smiled and said to her: "Qing Han, this is me. Girlfriend, Qi Yue, you met, remember?"

Wen Qinghan knew that Shi Qingqiu was alienated from her because of Qi Yue. He also knew that Qi Yue was the one who finally stood out among so many people who admired Shi Qingqiu. He also saw that Qi Yue kissed Shi Qingqiu at the entrance of an unmanned corridor.

She remembers it so far, but she doesn't remember how she spent that day. She forcibly endured the soreness in her heart. When she faced Qi Yue, Shi Qingqiu had a gentle expression. She didn't dare to look any more, and only remembered Shi Qingqiu's happiness in her heart.

What do you like, what makes you happy, even if it's not me, what does it matter? My wish is for you to get what you want, and there is not only one way to this ending, it just happens to be that you did not choose me.

This dream was very peaceful, and Wen Qinghan was also very peaceful when she woke up, because she had always concealed the waves in her heart.

When the light was turned on in the room, Wen Qinghan squinted his eyes slightly. He turned his body on his side and lay flat, and a light and lazy sigh escaped from his lips. The remaining sleepiness gradually gradually changed from seeing the people approaching. Fade away.

"Qingqiu, how long have I slept?" Wen Qinghan's voice was a little light and dumb because she had just woke up. She propped up and leaned against the head of the bed. When she saw Qingqiu, she sat on the edge of the bed.

"It's eight o'clock now, how long did you say you slept?" Shi Qingqiu didn't seem to blame, and handed her a glass of moisturizing throat.

"It's been so long." Wen Qinghan took a sip of the water in the cup, frowned slightly, held the cup in both hands and placed it on her abdomen, and whispered: "Sorry, I slept over the meal time."

Her voice became clearer, and she became more energetic. Shi Qingqiu reached out and put the cup in her hand on the bedside table, and asked, "Didn't you say you want to go out for a walk? It just happened to be over for dinner."

Wen Qinghan met Shi Qingqiu's smiling eyes, and squeezed a faintly from his throat: "Well, good."

Sleeping over the meal time is something that Wen Qinghan, who has a methodical plan for his life, has almost never happened. But after thinking about it, the matter of marrying Shi Qingqiu was never under her plan. She was desperate and had no retreat. All future developments are her most true thoughts and choices at the moment.

Or it should be said that as early as the moment of Qingqiu when she couldn't let go, the trajectory of her life seemed unchanged, but in fact she was no longer controlled by herself. So, why not let the flow go?

After leaving the hotel, Wen Qinghan took Shi Qingqiu by taxi to a food street a little further away. Shi Qingqiu still made a simple disguise to ensure that no passer-by could recognize her.

The crowd was surging, and Wen Qinghan pulled Shi Qingqiu to the right, and Shi Qingqiu asked curiously: "Qinghan, what are you going to take me to eat?"

Wen Qinghan raised his eyes and scanned for a week, and finally stopped at a position obliquely forward, raised his chin and said, "It's almost here, come with me."

The store she was optimistic about was mentioned by her colleagues inadvertently over the past few days, but because the food court is far away from the meeting place and the hotel where everyone stayed, no one has come over these days. But Wen Qinghan remembered the address and the name of the shop, and today he is going to pick a place far away from the hotel to eat.

After the two entered the store, there was a table of people not far from the store door. The waiter was cleaning up, and she and Wen Qinghan signaled to sit there.

Wen Qinghan nodded, and then continued to order something with the proprietress.

"Qing Han, what did you order?" Shi Qingqiu took off his mask and poured a cup of tea for Wen Qinghan who came to sit down.

"Nothing, it's because this shop is more popular." Wen Qinghan took the tea and said, "I heard that the food in this shop is a little bit sweet, and many people from other places like to eat. And there are more than just dinners. Even at night."

Shi Qingqiu couldn't help but laugh, "Have you had a good meeting these days? Why do I always think you are going to listen to people talking about food?"

No wonder Shi Qingqiu ridiculed so much. In the past few days, Wen Qinghan was solely responsible for the food she had in the hotel. When Wen Qinghan doesn't come back to have dinner with her, a waiter will bring her food when it's time for dinner. Even when she is watching a script or watching a movie during a break, she will also have some snacks to pass the time to eat.

It is not repeated every time, without exception, Wen Qinghan operates remotely.

The corners of Wen Qinghan’s lips raised and said, “It’s necessary to have a good meeting, but it doesn’t prevent me from remembering the food here, and they’re just chatting around me, it’s hard to hear it or not.”

Shi Qingqiu also laughed. As a rising star in the legal world, Wen Qinghan not only has impressive achievements, but her ability to remember and remember is better than ordinary people. Shi Qingqiu's mind therefore had such a picture, where a group of people were talking, and Wen Qinghan looked calmly and took out his mobile phone to order a meal by himself.

"Then what did you order?" Shi Qingqiu asked. Out of trust in Wen Qinghan's ordering in the past few days, her expectations of this store have also risen.

"Grilled fish, roast beef, roast eggplant, boiled beef, egg drop soup." Wen Qinghan reported one by one, and after pouring a cup of tea to Shi Qingqiu, he continued: "There is still rice."

Where is this just dinner? This meal was eaten late, Wen Qinghan simply combined supper and supper, and ordered Shi Qingqiu a portion of beef.

At this moment, the waiter came over with the grilled fish stove and placed it in the center of the table. The steaming grilled fish was separated between the two people. Across the rising heat, Shi Qingqiu said with a smile: "Order so many, you are Do you want to make me work hard?"

Roast beef and roasted eggplant were also brought up immediately. Shi Qingqiu saw a bowl and a pair of chopsticks moved by the grill. There was already a piece of tender fish lying in the bowl, and the opposite Wen Qinghan said: " Just as my compensation for leaving you in the hotel for a few days, try it quickly."

Wen Qinghan's reasons have always been serious and irrefutable. Shi Qingqiu took the bowl and picked up the piece of fish to eat. The taste was a little different from the taste she had eaten before, but she couldn't tell why.

It was already past eight when I left the hotel, and it was close to nine in the food court. The two-in-one dinner and supper was almost ten. After paying the bill, it was the time when the food street was busy, because there were many people who came out to eat late-night snacks, and there were many people who set up a small stall here to sell some gadgets, and it was still bustling in the middle of the night.

Shi Qingqiu took a few deep breaths before putting on a mask and walking side by side with Wen Qinghan. Thinking about what he ate tonight, he couldn't help but sighed: "Qinghan, I dare not weigh myself when I go back. What do you think?"

The commercials were set long ago, and there will be reality shows and a film to be shot afterwards. Although there are no requirements for the reality show, there will be passers-by captures besides the organizer's recording team. If she is so absorbed in the past few days, wouldn't it be over?

Wen Qinghan understands her worry, but she doesn't seem to feel guilty for her behavior these days. She is still cold and cold. He just looks at Shi Qingqiu and says: "You still have to eat less for midnight snacks. Follow me here these days. I don’t eat regularly, but you didn’t know how to eat supper every day when you were in school.

Where did you eat every day at that time? It's just that I just went to college, and after changing to a new environment, I inevitably let go, so I asked Wen Qinghan to open a nearby snack bar, and it only took a few days.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qinghan remembered the events so many years ago for so long, and even made fun of her.

Shi Qingqiu smiled helplessly: "It's only a few days. As for you said I eat supper every day? I had known that I would not call you at that time. At that time, Xiao Rui still said me, why would you always bring you such a dull gourd to go with you. "

Her voice was obscured by the mask, but her smile was caught by Wen Qinghan without being blocked. Wen Qinghan grasped Shi Qingqiu's wrist and gently pulled it in his direction, and the two of them avoided the child who was walking in front of him. Then they said, "Bottle gourd? I thought she always called me ice cubes."

At that time, Wen Qinghan had overheard Yao Rui calling herself Ice Cube privately, but she didn't expect that there was another name, and she didn't know how many nicknames she gave herself.

"Actually, you are good like this, at least I don't think it's a problem. You are just a little less temperamental, you are not defiant, and you are not above the top." Seeing Wen Qinghan not caring much, Shi Qingqiu didn't care. She was still used to it, but thinking of the rumors in the department back then, she couldn't help but speak to Wen Qinghan.

There are some words from an unrelated population that are not enough to cause ripples in your heart, whether it is praise or derogation. But if it’s someone you care about very much, even just one or two sentences can make you either full of joy or very disappointed.

Wen Qinghan's eyebrows softened instantly, and she repeated Shi Qingqiu's words in her heart, only to feel as if she was amazed at first, like old wine, and then the charm gradually evaporated in her body, spreading to every nerve ending.

"Qingqiu, have you ever thought that this may be the reason why you are willing to accept my proposal and marry me." Wen Qinghan's lips curled up slightly, and his smile was light, "because what you see I see with others. I am different."

"Really?" Shi Qingqiu carefully recalled the previous Wen Qinghan, and muttered, "It seems to be..."

She doesn't know Wen Qinghan, but she can understand Wen Qinghan in a certain way or extent. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Wen Qinghan's proposal resonated with her.