Ye Ye Zhiqiu

Fragmentary lights spread like stars in the night, reflecting the tenderness of the cold traffic and high-rise buildings, the small space was very quiet, Tong Qiu didn't speak, only the sound of two people's breathing.

When it stopped at the highest point, Han Ye'an raised the camera, pressed the shutter, and framed the conscientious and rare quiet girl into the viewfinder.

"Sneak shot of me." Tong Qiu turned his head, eyes accusing.

Han Ye'an smiled, "Yes."

"Why do you always take pictures of me, and I want to take pictures of you too." Tong Qiu suddenly realized after taking out his phone, "I just remembered that we haven't taken a group photo yet, come here, take one!"

Before Han Ye'an could react, his shoulders had already been embraced, Tong Qiu moved his head closer, raised his phone and pressed the camera button.

Seeing her own face in the photo was strange to Han Yean because her camera was always pointed at someone else.She doesn't like taking selfies.But when the person in the same picture as me is Tong Qiu, this matter suddenly seems less annoying.

Tong Qiu kept the photo with satisfaction, then turned his head to look out the window.

The trip to the amusement park didn't take much time, and it was only eight o'clock when we got back to the hotel. Tong Qiu carried the snacks he bought on the road in his left hand, and put them in Han Ye'an's pocket with his right hand, his face beaming with joy.

Tong Qiu chose the hotel by himself, and only booked one room. Tong Zhi said in every possible way that he didn’t need to save money, but was speechless when Tong Qiu said, “I just want to sleep with Han Ye’an”. In the end, her wish was granted. .

The temperature in the room was just right, the two of them took off their coats, and after packing up their things, Han Ye'an went to take a shower first.

Tong Qiu sat on the bed, took out his mobile phone, and set the group photo of that meeting as Han Ye'an's contact avatar. He had just admired it for a second or two, when suddenly a WeChat notification sound came from under him.

The room was quiet, and this sound really startled her. After realizing it, she reached out to dig Han Ye'an's phone out of the quilt, but accidentally saw the beating message on the lock screen interface.

Fu Lin: Really not going?

Fu Lin: That's Y·C, what a great opportunity, how many people want a place to sign up, and you just give up?

Fu Lin: Don't, my God

Fu Lin: God?

Fu Lin: Han Ye'an?

Fu Lin: Think about it, with your strength, if you go abroad for two or three years, you will definitely be able to make a difference. When the time comes, you will be able to return to your hometown, and there will be no troubles at all.

Fu Lin: Really give up?Really not going?Why!

……

The messages on the interface were still beating, and Fu Lin's hand speed was very good, but Tong Qiu couldn't care about these at all. There was too much information in these words, and she couldn't make sense of them for a while.

Han Ye'an is going abroad?No, it was Han Ye'an who didn't want to go abroad.

Overseas...Han Ye'an...Two or three years...Refused...Give up...

There was a strange pain in her heart, suppressed and sharp, which made her frown.

She probably guessed what Han Ye'an gave up again, and once again pushed away the opportunity in front of her. This made her both distressed and thankful. Started to be annoyed, how could she be happy that Han Yean had to stay here?This is schadenfreude!

The battle between heaven and man was in her mind, and the sound of water in the bathroom continued. She took out her mobile phone and searched for "Y·C" on Baidu.

The introduction is very comprehensive, from the establishment of the magazine to its gradual growth to its current status, it is very detailed.

I also know that the future of development here will be bright.

But Han Ye'an couldn't go.Why?Why do you have to stay in Qiushui Street?Why don't you want to go out?What happened to her?

"Click", the bathroom door opened, Han Ye'an came out and told her to take a bath.

Tong Qiu glanced at her, got up with the clothes in his arms, bowed his head and walked quickly into the bathroom.

Han Ye'an felt that something was wrong with her mood. After thinking about it, she thought it might be because she was too tired today, so she didn't say anything.

The phone kept ringing, she picked it up and unlocked it, and briefly resumed Fu Lin.

Han Ye'an: I can't go.

Afterwards, I sent Fu Lin a Do Not Disturb message, and no matter how much she bombarded her, she would not be moved.

Looking at the busy traffic outside the window, her mind was in chaos.She wants to go too, but now is not the time.Since her parents passed away three years ago, many things have been completely out of her control. In order to support this small family, she gave up a lot, but she has never regretted it.Her father once said to her: "No matter how far a person walks or how high he stands, he must take good care of the three acres of land under his feet. Put it out of the corner of your eye."

This responsibility used to make her extremely painful.When she was robbed by her creditors, when she was treated coldly by her classmates, when she was blocked in an alley, when she had nothing and was expelled from school, many times, she thought she couldn't hold on anymore, but she still walked all the way. Now, gritting her teeth, clenching her teeth again, she finally got a wonderful thing, she found Tong Qiu.

A rift was torn open in the dreary life, and a window was opened in the oppressive space, allowing her to breathe and regain hope for the future, making her feel that everything was slowly getting better.But in many cases, fate is not as good as people want, and this opportunity comes at an inopportune time.

"Dad, I did the right thing, didn't I," she whispered.Rare, with some grievances.Although I know right and wrong, I still feel a little reconciled.

Tong Qiu didn't say a word until she dried her hair and lay on the bed. Han Ye'an just thought she was tired and he was in a bad mood, so he didn't speak, and closed his eyes silently.

Tong Qiu didn't fall asleep, she listened to the gradually even breathing of the people beside her, and after confirming that she was asleep, she approached slowly and hugged her arm cautiously.

Unexpectedly, Han Ye'an suddenly turned over, "What's wrong?"

Tong Qiu was taken aback, "You...didn't fall asleep?"

Of course he didn't fall asleep, his mind was in a mess, he couldn't sleep, but he didn't expect that Tong Qiu didn't sleep, how can a person who has no heart and lungs all day have insomnia today?

Seeing that she didn't answer, Tong Qiu put his arms around her back and confessed, "I saw the message that Sister Fu Lin sent you, did you give up a good opportunity?"

Han Ye'an's heart trembled, and he couldn't answer for a while.

Tong Qiu continued: "Why don't you go?"

"...Grandma is not in good health, I have to stay with her."

The picture of the snowy day suddenly came to mind, Tong Qiu suddenly understood something, she raised her head in astonishment, trying to see Han Ye'an's expression clearly in the dark.

Han Ye'an sighed, raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Don't worry..." I don't know who he is comforting.

"Is grandma in poor health? She's obviously very tough..." Tong Qiu's voice sounded a little crying, and his mind was filled with old lady Han talking and laughing with her.

"She's very old." Han Ye'an's voice was very low, and it reached Tong Qiu's ears through the night, with indescribable sadness.

Tong Qiu was speechless, feeling that saying anything at this time was too powerless.

"Go to sleep." Han Ye'an hugged her shoulders and patted her gently, like a mother coaxing her child to sleep.

Tong Qiu tried her best not to cry, her throat was sore after swallowing, she tried her best to speak in a gentle tone: "It will be fine, it will."

"Ah."

Because of last night's conversation, Tong Qiu was unhappy all day, Han Ye'an tried to make her happy, but he really didn't have that nerve.

In the afternoon, Shitou came to pick them up to the show, and Tong Qiu regained some vitality, but his cling to Han Ye'an became tighter, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

In fact, she occasionally felt that something was wrong with her state of mind. Even Lu Pang, after learning about their friendship, felt that Tong Qiu was too competent as a friend, almost like another granddaughter of the Han family.But this seems to be right, isn't that what friends are like?The two of them are not classmates, so they don't need to do papers together to discuss and study. Of course, they have to use other methods to strengthen their friendship, so after some careful thinking, the slightly weird intuition was firmly suppressed by her. If you do things with your heart, you will be much happier as a human being.

After all, they came through the back door. When they arrived, there was no one in the auditorium. After finding their own seats, Shi Shi asked Tong Qiu if he wanted to go backstage to see his brother.

"Okay," she turned to hold Han Ye'an's hand, "Let's go together."

Fu Lin said that the editor-in-chief of Y·C noticed her because of Tong Zhi's group of photos, so Tong Zhi should have told Jennifer her identity. After a wave of Y·C, Han Ye'an felt that his heart was not strong enough, so he politely declined Tong Qiu's invitation.

"Okay." Knowing that Han Ye'an didn't like socializing very much, Tong Qiu didn't force it, and went backstage with Shitou.

The backstage was very chaotic and there were many people, Tong Qiu followed Shitou closely, for fear of getting lost.

Tong Zhi was putting on makeup, and was very happy to see her younger sister, "Xiaoqiu."

"Brother! You are so handsome!" Tong Qiu looked at the delicately dressed brother in front of him, and was amazed.

Tong Zhi smiled, "It's not that exaggerated."

"Really, very handsome." Tong Zhi was already handsome, but being dressed up like this really made people's eyes shine.Such appearance and temperament, I don't know how it was buried before.

"Okay... I'm too busy today, and I don't have time to accompany you, so I'll make an apology to you." He has always been short-tempered towards his sister, and he goes along with everything, and is unbelievably gentle.

"It's all right," Tong Qiu waved his hands, "I haven't been angry for a long time."

"That's good," Tong Zhi smiled, his eyes crooked, "That's right. Where's your friend? Didn't he come?" He still wanted to spy on the military situation for his sister.

"She was waiting for me in front, she didn't come over." Tong Qiu briefly mentioned it.

"Oh." Tong Zhi felt a little regretful, "I really want to meet you, I think you care more about her than me."

"Oh brother, you are electricity and you are light, you are the only myth, no one can compare with you, you two are different and important, don't make comparisons."

Tong Zhi raised his eyebrows, "It's important to be different, what kind of important is she?"

"...Um," Tong Qiu couldn't tell for a moment, "It's just...friends are important."

"Oh, that's it." Tong Zhi was sour, with a sense of crisis that his sister had been uprooted, and he couldn't do anything, which made him very upset.

After chatting for a while, Tong Zhi had other arrangements, so Tong Qiu planned to go back the same way, but Shi Shi would be busy elsewhere, so he couldn't lead her out, and she didn't want to trouble others, so she didn't let her Tong Zhi asked someone else to see her off and left by herself.

The backstage is much more complicated than the front. There are various signs in various rooms, and the road that should not be complicated is just detoured in, and it took a long time to get out.

She drank too much water in the afternoon, and after going around a few times, she became anxious and hurried to find the bathroom.

Fortunately, she finally came across a door that looked like a toilet, and she pushed it open without thinking.

The two people inside the door just froze on the spot.

Tong Qiu turned into a stone statue the moment he saw the scene inside the door.

The woman in black is pressing another long-haired girl on the locker, and her slender fingers penetrate her black hair. They are very close, very close, almost wanting to rub each other into their own body. Kiss, kiss hard.Of course, all the action was paused because of her impertinence.

Song Han's first reaction was to scold someone, what the hell is going on, someone can see him kissing while hiding in the clutter?

Jing Fan looked astonished, this girl, did she overreact?Now who doesn't know that she and Song Han are a couple, why the person at the door is pale as if he was frightened?

Tong Qiu belatedly swallowed, feeling that a string that had been stretched for a long time had finally broken.

With a bang, it was broken completely and cleanly. As it broke, an absurd and eager idea was presented in front of her eyes in a particularly explicit way, with clear scores and no room for any doubts. with denial.

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