Red Dust Tune: Cherry Falling King's Heart

After sleeping until midnight, Qing Ying, who had already slept so full, woke up in a daze.She felt something hot touching her abdomen, and at first glance, someone was lifting her quilt!Qingying was taken aback.Fortunately, she saw that it was Zhong Wanjun before she screamed.

"You scared me to death." Qing Ying patted her chest with lingering fear.

Zhong Wanjun covered Qing Ying with the hot water bottle, then sat down and asked softly, "Why did you wake up? Do you feel better?"

Qingying nodded: "It's much better. By the way, why are you here?"

Zhong Wanjun said: "When I got home, I found that you hadn't come back, so I called your mobile phone. Your senior said you were in the infirmary, so I rushed over here." Before Qing Ying could say anything, he immediately continued "Qingying, you promise me that you must call me and let me know the next time something happens. Otherwise, I will be really worried if something happened to you." Didn't ask Qingying why she kept it secret this time himself, because he knew why.All Zhong Wanjun can do is to make Qing Ying promise not to endure all the pain alone.

Qingying's voice sounded like a mosquito: "Recently, you worked overtime almost every day because of the invisible man *killing* person incident at KingBar. The news I read on the Internet is that your police are incompetent. I know you must be under a lot of pressure. So I don't want to distract you."

Zhong Wanjun patted Qingying's head, feeling that he was really lucky to have Qingying by his side.

Qing Ying asked Wan Jun with concern: "By the way, how about you? Is your case very difficult?"

Zhong Wanjun looked at her with seriousness in his eyes, and he said, "Qing Ying, you know the rules of the police station. Before the case is officially solved, it is impossible for me to reveal anything to you."

Qing Ying was frightened by Zhong Wanjun's seriousness, and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, I just wanted to care about you, I didn't mean to pry into the case. I'm sorry, I..." Before she finished speaking, she was already arrested by Zhong Wanjun. Cover your mouth lightly.

Zhong Wanjun smiled and said: "Fool, can't you see that I'm teasing you? Of course I know you care about me. Don't worry, I will handle the case. You don't have to worry. You just have to take good care of your body." gone."

Qingying nodded.She pushed away Zhong Wanjun's hand covering her mouth, and asked, "What time is it?"

Zhong Wanjun looked at his watch: "It's past four o'clock."

Qing Ying was startled, and sat up directly from the bed: "It's past four o'clock and you haven't slept yet?!"

Zhong Wanjun was taken aback, and quickly helped Qing Ying to push her back on the bed: "Lie down, lie down, you can't catch the cold right now."

Qing Ying grabbed Zhong Wanjun's hand and said anxiously: "No, just leave me alone and go back to sleep quickly. Otherwise you have to go to work again later, you have to sleep."

"Qing Ying, don't get excited, don't get excited," Zhong Wanjun reassured her, "I'm fine. Take care of yourself now."

"No, how can you be fine? Look at your dark circles." Qing Ying said distressedly, "It takes energy to solve the case and arrest the criminal, I beg you, please go back and take a nap. I can take care of myself. "

Zhong Wanjun hesitated: "But you are here alone..."

Qing Ying immediately said: "You don't have to worry about me, really. Otherwise, I'll go back with you now, tomorrow, oh no, I'm going to ask for leave today and I won't go to class, I'll sleep at home obediently for a day. I'll go back with you now, you Go to bed now. OK?"

Zhong Wanjun looked at Qingying's anxious eyes, and couldn't bear to disappoint her kindness any longer, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay."

"Then hurry up." Qing Ying lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"Slow down, slow down."

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The episode of Qingying’s stomach ache passed smoothly, Qingying went to class normally after her body recovered, Zhong Wanjun was busy with the case, and had no time to think about why he mistakenly thought that Qingying was with other men that day. Get so angry when you're together.

The days are still going on, KingBar's invisible man *murder* case is successfully solved, Zhong Wanjun has established his prestige in Scotland Yard with his achievements, and no one dares to question that this 18-year-old officer is in the *police* station because of his family connections. *Young master brother who eats and waits to die.

In a flash, it was Christmas again, and this was the second Christmas that Qingying had spent in London.She followed Zhong Wanjun to the Holmes couple's house for dinner as usual. The Holmes couple were approachable, and Qing Ying was already familiar with them, so she was no longer as nervous as when she first came to Holmes' house for dinner.

After dinner, Zhong Wanjun drove Qingying back to the apartment.

On the way, Qingying asked: "By the way, did you drink just now?"

Zhong Wanjun looked at the road ahead: "I drank a little, it's red wine, it's okay." He knew that Qing Ying was worried about drunk driving.

Qingying gave him a sideways look: "Then you still drink, don't you? Be careful and slow down."

Zhong Wanjun said helplessly: "It's not because you don't know how to drive, if you know how to drive, I'll drink it open tonight."

Qing Ying muttered: "Isn't this something taught by no one, I really want to learn it."

"Want to learn? Yes, I'll teach you." Zhong Wanjun said with a smile.

Qing Ying glared at him coquettishly: "Busy man, I dare not waste your time. Last time I asked you a question, but you were reading a document, and you scolded me without explaining it, saying that I always take these things. To waste your time."

Zhong Wanjun laughed: "I still remember the grudge. Didn't I get scolded by Mycroft that time, and I was in a terrible mood. You just came over again, and I took my anger out on you. Well, I know it's me No, I shouldn't have vented my anger on you, didn't I apologize afterwards? Your eldest lady has a lot, don't remember me anymore. "

Qing Ying snorted: "It's a beautiful idea, I want to remember you forever."

Zhong Wanjun was stunned for a moment, carefully studying Qingying's words, and found that there was something special about them.Zhong Wanjun found that a sweet, indescribable feeling was fermenting in his heart.So, he said: "Okay, I promise that I will never lose my temper with you in the future. If you have any questions about your studies in the future, feel free to ask me."

Qing Ying shook her head: "No, you just need to be responsible and concentrate on your work. You are 'serving the people', I really shouldn't be so ignorant. Don't worry, Qi Tian will help me with my schoolwork problems."

After two months, when he heard the name Qi Tian again, Zhong Wanjun lost his mind for a few seconds, so that he almost didn't see the red light in front of him.

"Wanjun red light!"

Qing Ying's exclamation pulled back Zhong Wanjun who was distracted, he stepped on the brakes in time, and the blue Ferrari stopped firmly on the line.

"You scared me to death," Qingying let out a long breath, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Zhong Wanjun concealed, "I was a little distracted just now. By the way, is the Qi Tian you mentioned just now the same as your senior in the infirmary last time?"

"That's right," Qing Ying said, "He is a graduate student of our law department. He is super nice, handsome and gentle. He is the prince charming in many girls' hearts!"

Zhong Wanjun had never heard Qingying praise other men in front of him, but now hearing her praise Qi Tian like this, he began to feel uncomfortable again.He actually wanted to ask, "Then is he also the Prince Charming in your mind?", but thinking that Zhong Wanjun had no position to ask Qingying this question, Zhong Wanjun finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.

When the green light came on, Zhong Wanjun restarted the car in silence.

Qing Ying didn't know why Zhong Wanjun suddenly shut up, but considering Zhong Wanjun was distracted and almost missed the red light just now, Qing Ying decided not to talk to him, after all, Wanjun drank some wine It would be bad if talking to him distracted him and caused a car accident.

What Qingying didn't know was that Zhong Wanjun felt depressed seeing her silent.Why don't you talk to me?

While the two were silent, Qing Ying's cell phone rang suddenly.After Qingying glanced at the caller ID, she answered the phone with a smile: "Hello, Qi Tian."

It turned out to be the senior.Zhong Wanjun knew it well, but then he became unhappy again.Isn't it just a phone call?You can't see your face, why are you smiling so brightly? !

"Merry Christmas and Merry Christmas! Hey, have you received the gift I sent you to your dormitory?...It's okay, just a scarf, you're welcome..."

scarf?You haven't even given me a scarf yet!Where's my Christmas present? !We've known each other for so long, where's my Christmas present? !Zhong Wanjun was driving the car, listening to Qingying talking on the phone with his ears open, while thinking angrily in his heart.

"...Yes, I just said that I have a good eye. You must look handsome in this scarf."

handsome what?Am I handsome? !Labor and management are more handsome than him without a scarf!

"...Good news? What good news?"

Why is the expression so vivid?That seven days and eight days can not see your face!

"...Really? Thank you. This good news is indeed the best Christmas present for me."

Zhong Wanjun slammed on the brakes, and the car stopped steadily in the yard in front of the apartment.He said loudly to Qingying: "I'm home!" He also made a ping-pong-pong sound, he deliberately let the other party hear his voice.

Sure enough, Qi Tian on the other end of the phone paused, and then asked Qing Ying: "Are you with your boyfriend?"

Qingying glanced at Zhong Wanjun, covered the phone and said to Zhong Wanjun: "I'm talking on the phone, please be gentle!" Then she said to the phone: "Ah, I have told you many times, he It's not my boyfriend," Qing Ying got out of the car, "We are ordinary friends and roommates, and I'm borrowing with him. Don't think about it."

When Zhong Wanjun heard this, he gave Qingying a dissatisfied look behind Qingying, and then entered the room without saying a word, with a low air pressure all over his body.Qing Ying didn't notice either, and continued talking on the phone with Qi Tian.

"Well, this matter is settled like this....Well, thank you, then we will call when the time comes. Goodbye!" Standing in the entrance and finishing the last few sentences, Qingying put away her phone and changed her shoes.

"Wanjun Wanjun, I have good news for you," Qingying joyfully jumped to Zhong Wanjun who was sitting on the sofa, and sat down next to him, "I was admitted!"

"What admission?" Zhong Wanjun didn't lift his eyelids.Really, was he mad and she didn't see it?

"Dream dance studio." Qingying said.

"What studio?" Zhong Wanjun was puzzled.

"Dream Dance Studio," Qing Ying said with a serious face, "I mentioned it to you when I went shopping with you last time. I said I wanted to go there for a work-study program."

Hearing what Qing Ying said, Zhong Wanjun remembered.It was after he lost his temper at Qing Ying that time, in order to make amends, he went shopping with Qing Ying on weekends.Qing Ying once took him to see a dance studio, saying that she wanted to apply for a job, to see if there was a chance for a work-study program.He didn't take it seriously at the time, and said casually, "Then work hard" and passed.

Zhong Wanjun asked, "What? Did that studio accept you?"

Qing Ying nodded excitedly: "That's right. At first I thought it would be impossible, because the other party said that they wanted senior interns, so I thought I had no chance. How did I know that Qi Tian was also doing an intern in this studio, and he helped I recorded a dancing video, and then showed it to the person in charge of the studio. The person in charge thought I was very talented in dancing, so he decided to hire me as an exception. Just now, Qi Tian came to tell me the good news. Wan Jun, I'm so happy! Yay! Givemefive!" She raised her palms in the air, wanting to give Zhong Wanjun a high five in celebration.

Zhong Wanjun didn't respond to her, his attention was on another matter: "You said that your senior is also in this studio?"

"Yeah," Qing Ying nodded, "It turns out that Qi Tian is the same as me. Although we are studying law, our interest is dancing. Qi Tian is dancing in this studio now, and he has participated in several public performances. "

So there's still a possibility that these two will dance together in the future?This realization made Zhong Wanjun feel as if his heart had been filled with lead, heavy and uncomfortable.

Ignoring Qing Ying's hand still raised in mid-air, Zhong Wanjun got up and went upstairs directly: "I'm very tired, I'm going to take a shower and sleep first."

Qing Ying was alone in a daze, looking at Zhong Wanjun's back, her excitement was diluted, and she realized belatedly: This guy seems...maybe...it seems...maybe...probably angry Eh.

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Turned over...can't sleep.

Roll over...can't sleep.

Turned over and over again...still can't sleep!

Zhong Wanjun sat up from the bed in annoyance, grabbed his phone and checked the time: it was past two o'clock in the morning.

Zhong Wanjun put the phone on the bedside table and scratched his hair angrily.The four hours of tossing and turning clearly told him the truth: he had a fatal stroke and suffered from insomnia.

Zhong Wanjun knew very well why he suffered from insomnia. After returning from his parents' house, he was always in a panic.

Qing Ying and Qi Tian...Qi Tian and Qing Ying...As soon as these two names were put together, Zhong Wanjun wanted to yell out irritably.He didn't understand, didn't he like Lei Ting?Why do you feel uncomfortable because Qingying is dating another man?

Zhong Wanjun wanted to convince himself that it was because he regarded Qingying as his younger sister and family member, so seeing Qingying with others made him feel uncomfortable.But every time he thinks about it, there will be an honest little voice in his heart saying: "My sister is in love, and the other party is tall, handsome, gentle and considerate, shouldn't you be happy?"

"I'm so bored, I'm so bored!" Zhong Wanjun covered his head under the quilt and yelled irritably.When he got out of the quilt, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop.

With a chicken coop on his head, Zhong Wanjun decided to call Yang Xuanche.Che is his best brother, and he will definitely help him analyze the situation.Therefore, Zhong Wanjun, who didn't think about the time difference between the UK and Canada at all, took his mobile phone and made a call.

Fortunately, there is an eight-hour time difference between Vancouver, Canada and London. Although it is two o'clock in the morning in London, it is still six o'clock in the evening in Vancouver. Yang Xuanche, who has always had a strict schedule, is practicing guns in the yard——Yang Xuanche They are descendants of the Yang family generals in the Northern Song Dynasty, and all of them have practiced Yang family guns since childhood.

Seeing that it was Zhong Wanjun calling, Yang Xuanche quickly calculated the time difference, and then pressed the call button while wondering why Zhong Wanjun called him in the early morning: "Hey, Wanjun, what's the matter? "

"Xuan Che, I want to ask you something." Zhong Wanjun's tone was confused and heavy.

"Tell me." Yang Xuanche put the Panlong golden gun aside, sat down and listened carefully to what Zhong Wanjun had to say.

"Let me tell you this. Boy A likes girl A, and girl B likes boy A. Originally, boy A didn't like girl B, but he got along with girl B day and night. Later, girl B praised another boy B in front of boy A, And girl B and that boy B are still very close. That boy A feels very uncomfortable and upset about this, but he is sure that the person he likes is girl A. Tell me, what's going on?"

A bunch of ABs heard that Yang Xuanche almost turned into mosquito-repellent eyes.He went through the relationship between the characters that Zhong Wanjun mentioned in his mind, and then suddenly realized: "You are talking about you and Lei Tingge, Qingying and a certain boy who appeared next to Qingying, right?"

"……answer my question!"

Yang Xuanche twitched the corner of his mouth: "Let me give you a word: the authorities are obsessed."

Zhong Wanjun rolled his eyes indecently: "It's because I'm infatuated that I'm here to ask you!"

Yang Xuanche asked: "Are you sure the person you like is still Lei Ting?"

"What is it? The person I like has always been Lei Ting. It is now, and it will be in the future." Zhong Wanjun said solemnly.

Yang Xuanche had a headache, he thought to himself that you didn't say this for me, but for yourself.So, he said, "Zhong Wanjun, you are really stubborn!"

"I'm stubborn?" Zhong Wanjun pointed to his nose in disbelief, "No, whether I'm stubborn or not has something to do with the question I asked you? You help brother first, what's going on here?"

Yang Xuanche stood up and took the Panlong golden gun: "Do you really want to know?"

"correct."

"My answer is only one sentence, that is: You are jealous!" After finishing speaking, Yang Xuanche threw the phone on the soft chair chicly, then raised the gun head, and practiced the moves handsomely.

Zhong Wanjun, who was far away in London, was stunned by Yang Xuanche's words, and it took him a long time to recover.

"How could I be jealous?!" Zhong Wanjun yelled at the other end of the phone, but Yang Xuanche had already hung up the phone.

Zhong Wanjun put the phone back on the bedside table in dismay, and lay back on the bed again, but tossed and turned even more.

"Xuan Che said I was jealous? Please, how could I be jealous?! I didn't... like Qing Ying... Am I jealous...?"

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That night, there was another person who also suffered from insomnia.

Qingying tossed and turned on her own bed.Today's Zhong Wanjun is really abnormal, somehow angry with her?Strange, she didn't seem to provoke him?

Qing Ying scratched her hair in annoyance, and sat up from the bed suddenly.No, she must figure out why Zhong Wanjun is so abnormal.

Qingying didn't expect that it was two o'clock in the morning, she picked up the phone and tapped it.She originally wanted to call Qing Zhi to confide in her, but then she thought about it, her sister knew her, but she didn't know Zhong Wanjun; if she wanted to know why Zhong Wanjun was abnormal, she should ask Zhong Wanjun's sister.Therefore, Qing Ying dialed Zhang Qiu's number without hesitation.

Zhang Qiu was not as lucky as Yang Xuanche, who was also in London and was quickly awakened from her sleep by the ringing of her mobile phone.Zhang Qiu turned on the desk lamp, rubbed his eyes, then picked up the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and pressed the call button: "Hello?"

"Hey, Senior Sister Qiu, I want to ask you something." Qingying said.

Hearing Qing Ying's voice was a little anxious, Zhang Qiu forced himself to wake up: "Say it."

"It's tonight..." Qingying crackled.At the end, he asked, "Sister Qiu, can you tell me what happened to Wan Jun?"

Zhang Qiu yawned and listened to the whole thing.She asked, "So, that's why you called?"

"correct."

Zhang Qiu wailed: "Sister Qingying, do you know what time it is?"

Hearing this, Qingying looked around for her watch and said uncertainly: "It should be early, I haven't fallen asleep yet."

Zhang Qiu resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and asked, "What time did you go to bed?"

"About... ten o'clock."

"Roar!" Zhang Qiu was powerless, "Then let me tell you, from ten o'clock to two o'clock in the morning, it's not that you didn't fall asleep, you just suffered from insomnia."

"Xiami? It's so late?" Qing Ying was startled, and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Qiu, I thought it was early... I'm sorry to disturb your rest..."

"It's all right," Zhang Qiu said, "You said earlier that Xiao Jun was getting angry for no reason?"

"That's right," Qing Ying's mind suddenly flashed, "By the way, senior sister Qiu, do you think it's because I told Qi Tian to keep his voice down when I called Qi Tian, ​​and then he got angry? After all My tone at the time... didn't seem very good..."

Zhang Qiu was speechless: "I really lost to you."

"Clam?"

"The toad is in the field. Xiaojun is not going to be angry about this. You should think about why he made such a loud noise when you were on the phone with your senior Qi Tian."

Qingying thought for a while: "Why?"

The corner of Zhang Qiu's mouth twitched: "Don't you think that Xiao Jun's displeasure started when you mentioned Senior Qi Tian in front of him?"

Qing Ying thought about it: "It seems to be...so?"

"So," Zhang Qiu rubbed his forehead, "Xiao Jun is not angry, he is jealous!" After speaking, Zhang Qiu hung up the phone, leaving space for Qing Ying to think about it.

"Wan Jun is jealous?" Qing Ying was dumbfounded, "Are you jealous of me?"

The only answer to her was the busy tone on the phone.

Qing Ying put down the phone and got back under the quilt, her mind was in a mess.Wan Jun is jealous?Eat my vinegar?is it possible?

Qingying tossed and turned, Zhang Qiu's words disturbed her already calm mind, making it even more difficult to fall asleep.

Wan Jun...is he jealous? —— Qingying

I... am I jealous? ——Zhong Wanjun

This night was really a sleepless night.

The author has something to say: I am jealous, I finally see the hope of being together~~~