Love at the Right Time

When eating, it was mostly Shi Qingqiu and Yao Rui talking about work and Yao Rui's family affairs. Wen Qinghan ate and listened silently, answering a question they asked from time to time.

Yao Rui drove out by himself, and Qingqiu and Wen Qinghan sent her to the garage below after dinner.

"Lawyer Wen, see you next time, remember the meal you two of you promised me." Yao Rui shook the car key and blinked again to remind Wen Qinghan of the conversation in Shi Qingqiu's room before dinner. .

"Well, I remember."

Wen Qinghan naturally understood what she had said, her eyes were as cold as before, like a rare cool breeze blowing in the summer.

"Okay, Xiao Rui, are you going to end?" Shi Qingqiu really couldn't watch the two men play dumb riddles here. After she reached out and turned Yao Rui's body, she urged bitterly: "Go home quickly. Take care of business, I'm still waiting for my godson and daughter, don't let me wait for long."

Yao Rui patted the back of his hand on his shoulder, and said in a bad mood: "You are in a hurry, the emperor is not in a hurry, the **** is in a hurry." He was willing to open the door and get on the car.

The red car drove out of the Shi’s garage. Yao Rui glanced at the two people watching him in the rearview mirror. He sighed, then looked straight in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if there was a certain expectation in the wind. germination.

Wen Qinghan looked at Shi Qingqiu until there was no more Yao Rui's car in his field of vision, "Qingqiu, let's go."

Shi Qingqiu first glanced at the sky outside, and suddenly there was a flash of light. He stretched out his hand to grab the wrist of Wen Qinghan who was about to leave, pursed his mouth and said, "Qinghan, let's go for a walk. Isn't it Saturday? "

Wen Qinghan froze for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "Where do you want to go?"

Shi Qingqiu didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "Go to Times Square, walk around and take a walk."

Wen Qinghan looked at Shi Qingqiu's face, and suddenly remembered something, his cold eyebrows seemed to soften suddenly, and he nodded gently, "Well, let's go."

Times Square is not close to Phoenix. I drove for about half an hour before arriving, because the two were in the Shijia garage and Shi Qingqiu was the driver and took Wen Qinghan out together.

In fact, Shi Qingqiu is often photographed by the media appearing at the end of the street. She doesn't like the actor's identity to restrict her actions, so on the premise of ensuring that no hot news will be caught, she occasionally satisfies herself. demand.

After parking the car in the parking space, Shi Qingqiu tied her long hair in the car and put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses. In an instant, she changed from a beautiful and compelling appearance to a fresh graduate with a hint of youthfulness. The look of college students.

The two got out of the car and walked side by side in the crowd. Fortunately, no one could recognize Shi Qingqiu's current appearance, but from time to time, he would attract passers-by to look back.

There was a child who was pulling the balloon directly opposite, looking up at it, and walking forward without stopping to notice that someone was coming in front of him. Wen Qinghan's eyebrows shrank, and he stretched out his hand to pull Shi Qingqiu's arm, and brought her in front of him.

"Be careful."

Wen Qinghan's cold voice rang behind her ears, and Shi Qingqiu was steadily guarded when she was putting her mobile phone back into her jeans pocket, and avoided the child in time.

Seeing this, the child's family hurriedly pulled the child, and turned around to apologize to Wen Qinghan. Wen Qinghan only nodded slightly and let go of Shi Qingqiu's hand. The latter looked back and saw that Wen Qinghan's long hair was blown by the breeze, still breezy, and there seemed to be indescribable super dust.

"Thank you." Shi Qingqiu returned to Wen Qinghan and grabbed Wen Qinghan's wrist. I don't know if the palm of his hand is hot, and Wen Qinghan's skin is cold. Shi Qingqiu only thinks she seems to be. Stiffened a bit.

"Hey, Qing Han." Shi Qingqiu walked and tried to chat with Wen Qinghan as before.

"Ok?"

"Have you not been here for a long time?" In Shi Qingqiu's memory, Wen Qinghan rarely went out either when she was in school or after work. She was the one who studied hard and she was also the one who worked hard. If it wasn't for that she would tell her to go shopping, maybe Wen Qinghan would not come out no matter how idle.

But also, how does Wen Qinghan look like someone who can hang out?

However, the answer was that Shi Qingqiu was surprised. Wen Qinghan's voice was blown away by the evening breeze, and it was in Shi Qingqiu's ear: "No."

Shi Qingqiu's eyes widened, turned to look at Wen Qinghan, Wen Qinghan curled his lips, "You want to eat marshmallows, right?"

As soon as her voice fell, Shi Qingqiu curled her lips together with her, squinted her eyes into a smile, shook her hand, and scattered her voice in the breeze with her: "Well, do you remember? My parents used to be My uncle and aunt took us to play and bought a lot of marshmallows for us. In the end, I ate them all and you didn't touch them.

Also, other classmates bought it later when shopping, and you didn't eat it. I will eat your portion for you. How is it, do you remember? "

Shi Qingqiu shook Wen Qinghan's hand as the question fell, and shook it twice more quickly. The atmosphere of harmony in the past seemed to return to them, because Wen Qinghan's question made him suddenly rash after registering for the marriage. The unsuitable ones came out and swept away.

Wen Qinghan looked up and saw that they were right in front of the center of the square, and not far away there was a small stall with a sign of marshmallows. There was a circle of parents leading the children around, watching the hawker yelling while turning the bamboo sticks in his hand around the heater in the center of the marshmallow machine, and the snow-white sugar threads were layered on top of each other. Layers of bamboo sticks are wrapped around each other, and finally turned into a round ball, like a silkworm chrysalis wrapped in silk.

"Remember, I don't like to eat such childish things." Wen Qinghan said in a low voice and with a little smile, watching the vendor hand marshmallows to a child.

"Then what do you like to eat?" Shi Qingqiu asked smoothly, putting his other hand in his pocket to see if he had any change.

But before she could take it out, Wen Qinghan said to the hawker a few steps away: "Brother, make me one."

"Okay, wait a minute." The hawker immediately drew a bamboo stick from the bamboo stick tube, and the legs under the cart began to step on it again, and the cotton candy machine turned, and the center hole began to spit out white sugar.

Shi Qingqiu stopped touching Qian's hand, eyes full of doubts. Before she could ask, Wen Qinghan interrupted softly, "This is for you."

The surrounding area was noisy, and no one heard the words of Wen Qinghan's low eyebrows. When Qingqiu came back to his senses, the hawker had already handed her the marshmallows, and Wen Qinghan handed over the money and said "thank you". Shi Qingqiu turned around and took the cotton candy and left.

The sky was completely dark, Shi Qingqiu was holding Wen Qinghan's wrist in one hand and the still warm marshmallow in the other. When the breeze blew, a sweet smell came on her face. She raised her lips, and her eyes behind the lenses were very bright.

"Qing Han, thank you." Shi Qingqiu hadn't forgotten that Wen Qinghan bought it, lowered his hand holding the marshmallow, and turned to thank him.

"You're welcome, children's things are not expensive." Wen Qinghan's other free hand pulled the long blown hair behind his ears, seemingly careless.

It's not expensive, but when Shi Qingqiu thinks about it, I don't seem to have seen Wen Qinghan especially repelling sweets, and of course he has no preference. But why haven't you touched a bite of marshmallows for so many years?

Among the people Shi Qingqiu knew, Qi Yue was the only one who could share emotions, food, and even various ideas with her. At that time, a marshmallow that was bigger than her whole head could be eaten together by the two of them, just like the milk Qi Yue made for her. She had drunk it, and the latter could take it and drink it without hesitation.

But what about it? After all, there is no such person anymore.

Shi Qingqiu's footsteps gradually slowed down and stopped in front of the long stone bench.

Sometimes you really don't like someone so much, you can't even remember her appearance, but when some details related to her in life go through, you will still think of her.

"Eat it is delicious, why do you want to be so absorbed?" Wen Qinghan also stopped, turned to face Shi Qingqiu, with a shallow wrinkle between his eyebrows, and said: "I'm not afraid of indigestion."

She looked at Shi Qingqiu, the concern in her eyes was hidden behind indifference, and the insight into everything gradually disappeared. The light from the musical fountain cast on Wen Qinghan's body, making her thin and dusty figure stained with the world. Colors.

Shi Qingqiu came out of the trance, saw Wen Qinghan's expressionless face at a glance, and then looked at the colorful spots on her body, couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly took her hand and walked aside two steps before sitting down. On the stone bench.

"I'm just thinking about how to coax you to take a bite. I have never tried to coax people to eat." Shi Qingqiu took a bite of marshmallows, and the swollen candies melted into soft candy under her chewing. She glanced at Wen Qinghan, stretched out her hand and passed the marshmallow over, "Qinghan, take a bite, it's delicious."

Eating cotton candy must be the most naive thing Qingqiu has ever done, as long as it has something to do with cotton candy, she no longer looks like a mature adult from the moment she mentions it.

Even though her expression is still as gentle as usual, her eyes are still wise and clear, but the action of reaching out and passing the cotton candy and the appearance of chewing the cotton candy in her mouth are really very different from the image of the national goddess in the past. .

But all this is still beautiful in Wen Qinghan's eyes.

"Qingqiu, your coaxing method is not very good." Wen Qinghan looked at Shi Qingqiu quietly, and suddenly smiled, as if there were small cracks in the ice lake, allowing sunlight to penetrate.

She raised her hand to lift the broken hair that hit her ears behind her ears, and then slightly lowered her head to bite a small bite of the swollen sugar thread, her thin and graceful lips pressed up again, and she chewed slowly.

"Qinghan, is it delicious?" Shi Qingqiu thought that this was Wen Qinghan's first time eating marshmallows in so many years.

"It's barely delicious." Wen Qinghan's tone seemed to contain a touch of disgust.

"Can you say something nice?" Shi Qingqiu glared at her irritably, then turned to eat on her own, no longer caring about Wen Qinghan.

"Qingqiu, why do you like to eat marshmallows? Is it because of sweetness?" Wen Qinghan didn't mind, she clasped her hands on her lap, rubbing the fingernail of the left thumb with her right thumb.

Qingqiu suddenly stopped moving when she bit her mouth, and then slowly bite again. The sweet taste of the candies spread from between her lips and teeth, passing through the throat and sliding into the throat the moment she seemed to turn a corner. Sweet into the heart.

"Do you remember that I used to cry when I was a child?" Shi Qingqiu's other hand was casually placed on her leg, she turned to look at Wen Qinghan's face that had remained indifferent almost all the time, her eyes plunged into reminiscences "At that time, my parents used many methods to coax me, but I only liked this, probably because it was really sweet. Whenever I was in a bad mood, I would eat it. It would be so sweet that I couldn’t remember it. I'm going to keep crying. Qing Han, isn't it funny?"

When Shi Qingqiu finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh. This is a funny reason. Some people would forget to be sad because of eating.

Wen Qinghan shook her head, raised her hand in the darkness that Shi Qingqiu could not see, her fingertips trembled, as if making a difficult decision, but she held Shi Qingqiu and did not hold the marshmallow after a while. That hand. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she looked at Shi Qingqiu intently and seriously.

"It's not funny, not at all." She said, "Although it is really naive, but if you want to eat in the future, call me and I will eat with you." She said, the hand that she held with Shi Qingqiu seemed to be The palm of her hand was sweaty, and she pressed her lips tightly and moved her fingers.

Shi Qingqiu was stunned, then bit her lip, her eyes suddenly rose a little, and the fragments in her memory came violently. She shook her head and smiled strongly to face Wen Qinghan: "Attorney Wen, don't you Do you know that you are very different now? Since you are naive, why are you still reluctant?"

With the help of the street lamp, Wen Qinghan easily caught Shi Qingqiu's strangeness. Her fingertips penetrated Shi Qingqiu's palm little by little, and the smile on her lips widened: "Anyway, no one else sees it, and occasionally destroys it. It’s okay to ruin the image."

"Oh?" Shi Qingqiu sniffed, raised his eyebrows with a smile, and stretched out the hand holding the marshmallow in front of Wen Qinghan, "In order to prove your own words, let's have another bite."

As if to prove his own words, Wen Qinghan let go of Shi Qingqiu's hand, and he really lowered his head and took another bite. Instead of swallowing it whole, he chewed slowly like Shi Qingqiu, letting the sweetness fill between his lips and teeth.

While Shi Qingqiu was supervising Wen Qinghan to eat, a couple passed by them, seeming to be flipping through their wallets. A card fell to Shi Qingqiu’s feet. She bent over and picked it up and raised her head to return it: "You The card is lost."

It was a woman who dropped the card. After taking it, she hurriedly thanked her: "Thank you, it's trouble." After speaking, she looked carefully at Shi Qingqiu's smiling face, and she was instantly surprised: "You are Shi Qingqiu!"

Her partner and Shi Qingqiu and Wen Qinghan were startled by this exclaim. God knows how to see a popular movie star in such an ordinary place. She looked at the woman next to Shi Qingqiu. What are these two people now? Happening? It seems, a bit unusual...

"Hurry up." Wen Qinghan said a bad word. When he held Qingqiu's hand, he stood up and immediately walked away from the road, vaguely hearing the exclamation of the passerby behind him.

The pace was getting faster and faster, and in the end they almost ran. They ran across the square where they bought cotton candy just now, and then circumvented the green belt. They panted and ran to Shi Qingqiu's parking spot.

The marshmallows just now were thrown into the trash can by Shi Qingqiu. Now she was leaning on the car door and panting. Seeing Wen Qinghan watching the vigilant appearance around her, she grabbed Wen Qinghan's wrist.

"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of this. Even if something goes wrong, I can solve it." Shi Qingqiu didn't care. After so many years, how can Xingye gain a foothold in the entertainment industry without some public relations skills? What's more, it was not the first time she came out with Yao Rui and Wen Qinghan, she naturally had a way to protect the people around her.

Wen Qinghan looked back at her and nodded when she saw her confidence.

"Qing Han, are you afraid?"

Wen Qinghan and Shi Qingqiu looked at each other and shook his head gently, "I'll follow you."

This is the case again, but this sentence sounds extremely reassuring at this time. Wen Qinghan's eyebrows and eyes didn't have too much affection, but the tone of voice was lightened to tell Shi Qingqiu such a meaning, and there will be someone who will follow you, you enter and I enter, you retreat and I retreat.