Sir, what if it's too cold?

Haicheng Airport.

Xu's father and Xu's mother sent Xu Muran to the gate of the international terminal, and stood still: "Your colleagues are all inside, so we won't go there."

"When you get there, the most important thing is to pay attention to safety, and everything else is easy to talk about." Mother Xu stroked her hair, "Do you understand?"

"Got it, mom, how old am I..."

"No matter how old you are, you are still a child in Mom's eyes." Mother Xu put down her hands and sighed, "That's right, I can't come back for the New Year."

Western countries are only in the Year of Hua, and when the whole country is celebrating in Hua, for them, it is just an ordinary working day.

Xu Muran told her that her eyes were a little sour: "Mom..."

"Okay," Xu's father coughed, and pulled the two of them apart, "Let her in quickly, and tell the family if there is anything outside."

"I know my parents, then I'm leaving."

After passing the security check, she sent Zhou Qing a WeChat message: Passed the security check.

Zhou Qing replied in seconds: Pay attention to safety.

Xu Muran's eye circles were still red, and he smiled again: Why do you say that exactly like my mother.

Zhou Qing: They all care about you.

Time passed quickly, and after chatting for a while, it was time to board the plane.

Xu Muran held the boarding pass between his fingers, and called Zhou Qing: "I'm about to board the plane."

Zhou Qing said "hmm": "The next time we meet, it may be three months later."

Xu Muran fell silent, and followed the team wordlessly.

I don't know how long it has passed, but when she was about to be in the queue, Zhou Qing said softly: "I miss you baby, come back early."

baby……

Zhou Qing has never called her that before, and today is the first time.Perhaps because of the parting, she actually found this title to be unexpectedly sweet.

Her mood suddenly became clear: "Okay."

One month after arriving in the UK, Xu Muran gradually became familiar with it.

Flocks of white pigeons fly by from time to time in Trafalgar Square, and the fountains in the square are filled with tourists and pedestrians resting here. There are often streets with their faces painted dazzlingly. Artists, smiling and showing people their unique skills.

Going further, the adjacent National Art Museum also welcomes people to visit, where Van Gogh's famous painting "Fifteen Sunflowers in a Vase" is collected.This is a treasure trove of art that allows one to truly immerse themselves in it, once inside it is impossible to look away.

The work of the exchange unit is not heavy, except for a fixed few hours a day that will be used to discuss work, the rest of the time is free to move.

She likes the atmosphere here, everything is good except the world famous fish&chips and dark dishes.

One afternoon, when everyone else was resting in their residence, Xu Muran packed up his things and went out alone.

She wanted to wander around casually and take a few more photos along the way.This is London, and the sun is so clear and bright that it is rare.

Tower Bridge, TowerBridge.The Tower Bridge, which was officially opened to traffic in 1894, spans the Thames River and is now mostly used for exhibitions.In addition to providing people with convenient transportation, it also provides a steady stream of inspiration for photographers and tourists.

After buying a ticket at the ticket office, Xu Muran took the camera to the upper walkway.It was not early when she went out, and the sky had already faintly rendered the afterglow of the orange-red sunset.

She adjusted the lens and aperture, and pressed the shutter cautiously against the magnificent light and shadow.

After "Kacha Kacha" took a few photos, someone behind her called her: "Excuseme, Sweet"

Xu Muran turned around, looked at the little brother in front of him and smiled: "Yes"

"Could you please take a picture forus"

"Sure, no problem."

She took the little brother's mobile phone, just to take a picture, no difficulty at all.

After the little brother ran back to her companion, she raised her phone, but she didn't expect to see two boys smiling very happily in the camera.

She froze for a moment, without saying a word, and silently pressed the camera button.

This is a very tolerant country for homosexuality, and there are as many men and women walking on the streets as men and women.

Xu Muran handed the phone back to the other party, and watched the two of them leave hand in hand, the whole person was immersed in the thick twilight, as if they were inseparable.

I haven't seen Zhou Qing for a month, I miss her so much.However, there are still two months before returning home.

She blinked almost invisibly, missing her so much.

Sitting on the train back, Xu Muran was flipping through his phone boredly, when Zhou Qing suddenly sent a voice request.

She was pleasantly surprised, and quickly answered: "Hello?"

Zhou Qing asked, "Where is it?"

"On the train home, just visited Tower Bridge this afternoon..."

"Yeah." After a pause, she said again: "Change into clothes, I'll take you to dinner later."

"Oh." Xu Muran found it interesting and couldn't help laughing: "What do you eat?"

If you think about it with your legs, you know, she is in Haicheng now, where can she take herself to dinner?

"Go to someone else's house and have a family dinner." Zhou Qing said lightly, "I'm not in Haicheng, I'm at Heathrow Airport."

what? !

If he wasn't on the train, Xu Muran felt like he would jump up: "Are you in England!?"

Listen carefully, and you can indeed hear the faint, London-accented airport announcement coming from the microphone.

"Yeah." Xu Shi found that she was surprised, Zhou Qing was in a good mood, and smiled on the other end of the phone: "Clean up quickly, I will pick you up later." She reported a string of addresses, "Your address is This, right?"

"That's right..."

Two minutes after the call was cut off, Xu Muran still hadn't reacted.

Zhou Qing...is here?

It wasn't until Zhou Qing appeared downstairs that Xu Muran truly believed that she had indeed come.

Regardless of other people's eyes, she threw herself into Zhou Qing's arms, crying and laughing: "Why didn't you tell me before you came!?"

Thirty days and nights of longing, at this moment my wish came true.

Zhou Qing didn't speak, just patted her on the back lightly, and gently raised the corners of her lips.After Xu Muran calmed down, he said, "I'm afraid you miss me too much."

Xu Muran gave her a hard look: She did it on purpose!

"Okay," Zhou Qing clapped his hands and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

On the way, Xu Muran pressed Zhou Qing, "When did you apply for the visa?"

Zhou Qing: "I'll do it after you leave."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Zhou Qing smiled helplessly, and handed her a piece of chewing gum: "I want to surprise you."

Xu Muran stopped talking, at this moment, all questions are meaningless, because she is by her side.As long as she's around, it's fine.

The car stopped in front of an independent house, Zhou Qing turned off the engine and said, "Get out of the car."

Xu Muran got out of the car and asked curiously, "Where is this?"

"One of my seniors lives here," Zhou Qing rang the doorbell, "he invited me to dinner."

She widened her eyes: "Really?"

Zhou Qing held her hand reassuringly, noncommittal.

Half a minute later, a man came down and opened the door: "Zhou Qing?"

"Brother." Zhou Qing smiled and hugged him, "Long time no see."

The man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a navy blue turtleneck sweater. He exuded an elegant and bookish air from top to bottom, which made people feel respectful.

He let go of Zhou Qing, his eyes fell on Xu Muran, and he couldn't help asking: "Who is this?"

"Her," Zhou Qing turned his head and glanced at Xu Muran, with a relaxed tone: "My girlfriend's surname is Xu."

Xu Muran: ...

"Ah," the man quickly shook hands with her, "Hello, my name is Cai Pei, and you can just follow Zhou Qing and call me Senior Brother."

Xu Muran shook hands with him numbly, and called out, "Senior brother."

"Come in," Cai Pei turned sideways to make way for them, "It's quite cold outside, it looks like it's going to rain again soon."

After placing the two of them in the living room, Cai Pei rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen, saying that he was cooking today.

Watching the man's back disappear into the kitchen, Xu Muran turned to look at Zhou Qing: "What's going on?"

"It's nothing, he was my senior brother when I was studying for a Ph. D., so I came to see you this time and talk to him about something." Zhou Qing took a sip of the black tea that Cai Pei poured for them: "It's almost Chinese New Year."

Yes, Xu Muran silently made the calculations in his heart, the days passed so quickly, and the Chinese New Year was only a few days away.

She suddenly remembered something again, and said anxiously: "Why did you just tell him directly about the two of us... What if he has any objections to you?"

Zhou Qing shook his head, "He's not someone who cares about these things. What's more, it doesn't matter if we talk about ours and they talk about theirs."

This meal was surprisingly enjoyable.

Cai Pei is not a person who likes to find out the shortcomings of his parents, and has always kept the topic interesting. As long as it is not discussing academic issues, Xu Muran can interject/add a few words.

What's more, the craftsmanship of cooking is also good.

After dinner, Cai Pei invited Zhou Qing to look at something in his study, and Xu Muran was left alone in the living room.

She's a little bored, what can the two of them talk about, they haven't come out for so long...

When the two came out of the study, Xu Muran had already fallen asleep.

Zhou Qing smiled helplessly: "I am causing trouble to senior brother."

"No trouble," Cai Pei pushed his glasses, "Think about what I just said when you go back."

"Well, thank you brother."

After driving on the main road, Zhou Qing asked Xu Muran: "Are you going back at night?"

She meant something: "Do you want to go to my place?"

Xu Muran bit her lip and nodded shyly.

After being away from home for a month, there are some things that not only Zhou Qing thinks about, but she also really thinks about.

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