The vicious supporting actress is the heroine's favorite

Du Qingqing never thought that she would kiss Su Jimian's lips.

She was stunned and didn't react for a long time. The courage she had finally mustered was all discouraged at this moment, and she almost found a crack in the ground to get in.

This is too shameful, how did they kiss!

Du Qingqing was stunned, his head was buzzing, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

Guang's small face was flushed, and he looked inexplicably pitiful with the lights that complement each other.

It's really cute.

Su Jimian only raised his eyes to look at her, and soon smiled with his lips slightly curled up.

Then he also opened his mouth, looked into Du Qingqing's eyes and asked unintentionally: "What does Miss Jin's kiss mean?"

How dare you ask that!

Du Qingqing was dumbfounded immediately, and it took a while to hold back a sentence: "It's just...very touching."

"I didn't expect Mianmian to do so much for me." She said, lowering her head and not daring to look at the person in front of her, "I'm so happy."

"After all, since I was a child, few people have been so kind to me."

The words were spoken in a small voice, half a hasty explanation, and the other half a heartfelt emotion.

He spoke too hastily, so he forgot to focus on thinking about the rationality of what he said, and he never considered how a young lady of the Jin family, who wanted everything from wind to wind and rain from rain to rain, would be moved to such a state because of such a small favor.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have asked a few more questions, but Su Jimian was an exception.

Because...she knew it early on.

He knew that the person in front of him was telling the truth, he knew what she had been through all the time, and he also knew what kind of soul was hidden under this beautiful skin.

After thinking about it, he sighed unconsciously.

Even the gaze subconsciously softened a lot, raised his hand to touch her face, and replied with a smile: "So that's how it is."

"I thought Miss Jin came here to kiss me because she liked me." She said, her eyebrows raised slightly, her voice was deliberately soft, and she only said it to her alone, "After all, only if you like someone, can you love me?" You can't help but want to kiss her, can't you?"

This is too ambiguous.

Du Qingqing was taken aback when she heard the words, and quickly raised her head to look into her eyes again, as if trying to figure out the meaning of her words.

After a long while, she finally opened her mouth softly, and asked, seemingly uncertain: "What about Mianmian, what does your kiss mean?"

As soon as this question came out, let alone the system, even Du Qingqing was taken aback.

I didn't even realize how brave I was.

But maybe it's because I really care too much.

Du Qingqing coughed slightly in embarrassment, thinking that since the words were all asked and could not be taken back, it would be better to just go all out.

Thinking of this, she immediately took a deep breath, and tried her best to raise her chest to show a confident look, thinking that as long as she didn't feel embarrassed, then the embarrassing one would be Su Jimian!

But who is going to be amusing to death.

Su Jimian suppressed it for a long time before finally suppressing the smile.

Looking at her, he said seriously, "Of course it's because I like you."

"..."

"Or else?"

Is this a confession?

Du Qingqing was a little dazed, and really couldn't understand the situation in front of him, and even didn't quite understand how the two of them changed from old enemies to what they are now.

Really surprised.

But apart from being surprised, there was a strange feeling slowly spreading in my heart.

It made people want to cry, and laugh, and wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, so they could only stand there and look at her helplessly, until their ears and cheeks turned red.

Fortunately, the appearance of Uncle Liu interrupted the embarrassment in time.

I'm here to report today's new order, saying that someone has ordered a large batch of potatoes.

Originally he knocked on the door happily and came in, but when he saw the atmosphere in the room, he was startled, and even the beard under his nose moved accordingly.

I just wanted to say that the lady was bothering me, and I was about to go back again.

But he was quickly stopped by Su Jimian's words.

"Miss Jin and I just finished talking." She said, with a slight smile on her lips from beginning to end, "We are going back to the room."

"Let's talk." She said, and then turned to go out.

But when he walked to the door, he turned his head subconsciously, looked into Du Qingqing's eyes, and said good night to her very lightly and gently.

"Hope you have a good dream."

After speaking, the person quickly disappeared from sight, leaving only Du Qingqing and Uncle Liu standing in place.

In fact, it's no big deal for Uncle Liu to come over.

Du Qingqing covered up his embarrassment with a dry cough, walked to the wall and turned on the light, listened to what he was about to say in a daze, sent the person away and took a bath in a daze.

I was dazed until I lay back on the bed.

Fortunately, those stars have the effect of calming the mood.

Du Qingqing lay flat on the bed and stared at the stars for a long time, sleepiness swept over him at some point, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

I even had a dream, somehow dreaming of things from a long time ago.

It was... about her parents and the accident.

Until now, Du Qingqing didn't want to think of the scene at that time at all.

Obviously she went out as usual, spent an ordinary day at school, and returned home on a bicycle.

Obviously everything is the same as usual, but the accident happened unknowingly. Someone told her that your parents had an accident not long ago.

The scene was extremely dangerous. Although we tried our best to rescue him at the time, the rescue was ineffective in the end.

Your parents... died.

At that moment, Du Qingqing's mind went blank, he couldn't hear anything clearly, he couldn't understand anything, only the word "death" echoed infinitely in his ears.

Almost collapsed.

Du Qingqing frowned, and wept silently in her dream, almost being swallowed by the darkness.

until the end of the dream.

She noticed that someone seemed to be holding her gently, hugging her tightly with endless warmth and tenderness.

Burn all darkness.

"..."

I don't know why I suddenly dreamed of this.

Du Qingqing woke up suddenly from the dream, looked up and saw that the sky was already bright.

It's scheduled to go to the field today, so I can't be late anymore.

Thinking of this, Du Qingqing quickly got up, and went downstairs to eat after washing.

But he didn't see Su Jimian's figure downstairs, and after asking, he realized that he had gone out on business.

Du Qingqing just didn't know how to face her, so she breathed a sigh of relief when she was not there, and went to the field with Uncle Liu and the others after dinner.

Du Ruoqiu has been too busy recently, and has not come for a long time.

But I don’t know if it’s because of the feelings of planting the land. I actually care about this piece of potatoes, and ask my cousin to take a few photos of her on WeChat every day.

It's rare for a child to be so concerned about something, and how could the cousin refuse her request.

So Du Qingqing quickly complied, walked forward and found a good angle to take pictures and send them to her, and then walked around like a leader to observe the growth of potatoes.

It was not until noon that I was finally free.

Uncle Liu asked the kitchen to prepare the meal early in the morning, and now put up a few big umbrellas, and it would be fun for a lot of people to sit under the umbrellas to eat and drink.

Except for Du Qingqing.

Facts have proved that once people are free, they can't help but think too much.

Du Qingqing took two mouthfuls of rice, looked up at the scenery, inexplicably remembered Su Jimian's face, and immediately remembered the two kisses yesterday.

What a shame.

Du Qingqing sighed, and then turned her eyes back to look at the bento, but it turned out to be of no use, neither was it to look at the bag, it was useless, and it didn't matter to look at the car or the person.

In the end, there was nothing I could do, so I had to finish my meal quickly, and wanted to find someone to chat with to relieve the worries in my heart.

With a glance, he happened to see Uncle Liu who was drinking water, and then moved over.

Standing beside him, he said softly, "Uncle Liu, I have something to do with you."

"What's the matter, miss?" Uncle Liu asked quickly, quite willing to help her, "Just say it."

"It's nothing special." Du Qingqing said, murmuring vaguely, "I just want to ask Uncle Liu if he has ever liked someone?"

"Of course there is." Uncle Liu nodded as soon as he finished speaking, "Why do you ask this, miss?"

"It's nothing, just ask casually." Du Qingqing laughed a few times, and then said, "Then how does it feel to like someone?"

"Probably because I think of her subconsciously all the time." Uncle Liu tilted his head and thought for a while, and the face of his first love soon floated in his mind, and then a smile appeared on his lips.

"I want to eat with her, work together, and sit in the square and watch movies together."

"Even if it's a piece of candy, I want to break it open and share it with her." Uncle Liu said, his thoughts drifted far and far away, and happiness was reflected on his face.

Du Qingqing was a little touched when she saw it, and immediately asked: "Did Uncle Liu chase her?"

"Of course I have." Uncle Liu nodded quickly in response, "It's just that the conditions were not good at that time, and people were innocent. They couldn't think of any romantic ways to chase people, so they only knew how to write love letters."

In fact, in today's era of rapid Internet development, it is quite romantic to be able to write a love letter to someone you like.

Du Qingqing thought of Su Jimian's face again, and was suddenly a little distracted. After a while, he remembered to continue asking: "Then what Uncle Liu wrote back then, do you still remember?"

In fact, I want to learn from the scriptures.

But who would have thought that as soon as this idea came to his head, he was immediately shocked by Uncle Liu's next words.

Why are you the blooming morning glory at the east end of the village, and I am the foxtail swaying in the wind, why am I fascinated by you, obsessed with you, and can't sleep all night because of you...

The atmosphere of this era is too strong.

Du Qingqing was stunned, and after a long silence, she gave a thumbs up slowly.

"Then what happened to you guys?" She said, really curious about the ending of the story.

"Me and her." Uncle Liu shook his head and sighed quickly, "Because of the turmoil in life, we were separated abruptly, and we missed it for many, many years."

"But fortunately, fate brought us to meet again." He chuckled, and as he spoke, happiness filled his eyes again, "Coincidentally, she hasn't married until now, and neither have I."

It turned out that the ending was like this.

Du Qingqing nodded, and soon showed a faint smile: "Then do you still keep in touch now?"

"Yes." Uncle Liu said, taking out his mobile phone and showing it to Du Qingqing, "We chatted yesterday."

"Times have changed now." He said, so we are also progressing with the times. Love letters are not only written on paper, but also written in WeChat. "

After finishing speaking, a WeChat message popped up in the field of vision.

Uncle Liu was overjoyed immediately: "Look at her sending a message again!"

While talking, she clicked on WeChat happily, wanting to show off to Du Qingqing like a child, but trying not to let her know too much.

So I just shook my phone in front of her, and there seemed to be a few big characters written on my face: Look, it's a love letter!

Du Qingqing looked up, and caught a few words before Uncle Liu took it back.

As a result, they were shocked in place again, and then they began to lament that they were really making progress.

I saw these words written on the front of the message——

Miss you, my dear old baby.