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The temperature in Nancheng is getting higher and higher. From the beginning of July to the end of July, the temperature has risen from more than [-] degrees to about [-] degrees, and there is a tendency to continue to climb.

Different from the dry heat in the north, the summer in the south is always accompanied by humidity and dullness. The morning is misty, the dew drops at noon, and the sun in the afternoon makes people dizzy. Dry, come back sweaty, nasty weather.

The single-family villa in Jiangting became more and more deserted. Uncle Yang asked for leave and went back to his hometown. Wen Ning was not there all the time. Qing He came back that afternoon, but left again within an hour, and did not show up again after that.

She left, packed a few pieces of clothes she bought, and went upstairs to the practice room to get some things that might be used, and then took a taxi to the old house on Xihe Street.

This walk is not a real departure. After all, marriage is not a child's play, and the relationship cannot be terminated by tearing up the legally valid documents.

Qinghe didn't continue to be paranoid about this matter, she didn't want to delve into the messy relationship, she had a grudge in her heart, she didn't want to trouble herself, she just wanted to go out to get some air, and planned to stay away.

Humans are very vigilant animals. Sometimes they are always too sober and too confused. They have obviously touched the taboo boundary, but they subconsciously want to avoid it before they step in.

Qinghe hung up the phone call impulsively, and then gave herself an excellent excuse - she didn't want to get involved in Wen Ning's mess, the two of them had nothing to do with each other.She left first, did not answer Wen Ning's call, and devoted herself to the band.

Wen Ning called her twice, sent her a WeChat message, gave her a reasonable explanation, and stopped annoying her after that.

The communication between the two of them is both deep and shallow. They still understand each other, and it’s too late. If the other party doesn’t want to talk, he really doesn’t want to talk. You can only wait until you calm down.

Qinghe glanced at the WeChat message, but didn't reply, but put all her energy on the arrangement and concentrated on her own business.

In the following week, the slow train was connected to several performance invitations. Although it was not a big venue, the rewards were generous. The fly in the ointment was that he had to travel across provinces and cities, and he couldn’t even make time to take a good rest at the end of the day. , basically can only seize the time to rest on the high-speed rail or plane.

The black material on the Internet before played the role of reverse publicity, which made many people pay attention to this humble band. Now is the perfect time to enjoy the "traffic bonus".

This is the most profitable month since the establishment of Slow Train. A venue starts at [-] yuan, all meals, accommodation and transportation are included, and subsidies are not included.The two traveled all over the world, trying their best to make money before the music festival at the end of July. They earned as much as they could, and every point counted.

It is too difficult for the band to make money. The more noble they are, the less they can eat. If they don't take advantage of the present to make more money, they won't be able to miss this village and there will be no such shop.

Furthermore, the scolding on the Internet can't be in vain, why not the heat delivered to your door.

They made a net profit of 4000 yuan in a week, [-] yuan was used to hire a guitarist, and Qing He and Ye Xilin shared the rest equally.

Qinghe kept the money for her own use and did not continue to pay the debt.If the next period of time is a window period, this money will be very useful.

When she was living a comfortable life earlier, she had little desire to earn money. She always thought that she could do her best, and borrowed money if she could not repair the hole in the hospital. But now she has changed her mind. She is getting tired of that way of life, as if she is being strangled by something. It's pointless to struggle.

The scene in the bathroom in the club was too dazzling, and Wen Ning's not concealing it made her feel stuck in her throat. Some feelings cannot be denied. Qing He knows it well and will not deceive herself.She has no long-term plans for the future, and her short-term plan is to pay off the debts she owes as soon as possible, taking one step at a time.

After earning money from other places and returning to Nancheng, Ye Xilin followed the trend and opened a video account for the slow train, trying to manage the account. If there is nothing to do, he will post two training or live videos, and Weibo will also be updated simultaneously.

Maybe it's because the previous heat hasn't dissipated, and the video account of the slow train has grown rapidly, breaking through one thousand in just two days.

In a society where beauty is justice, the three views of the public follow the five senses, handsome men and beautiful women are highly sought after in video software, and good looks are a sharp weapon for drainage.Ye Xilin uploaded a live house scene of a slow train. In the video, Qinghe's short vest and trousers, a fluffy high ponytail, and a bass on his chest, are covered in sweat due to long-term performances, and his hair is wet with sweat. She is interacting with the audience, with a calm aura, a tall and sexy figure, and a deep and pleasant voice.

This video became popular and became popular.

The fans of Slow Train soared to nearly [-], far exceeding the number accumulated over two or three years on Weibo.

Ye Xilin took the opportunity to put up the link of the record store as an advertisement.

Traffic is a double-edged sword, which produces fame and benefits, but also brings some messy effects. Some people bring up old stories, deliberately rhythm in the comment area, and guide empty-voice fans to find fault; The lead singer of the band, following the clues, digs deep into the past that has long sunk.

However, these things did not bring any negative harm. The network is huge, and there are fights and fights all the time.

Qinghe doesn't quite understand the trends on the Internet, and doesn't care who is picking on them and who is scolding them. The Internet and reality are two worlds, and the momentary heat will eventually fade away, so just focus on your own business.

This afternoon, she went to the mall, ready to go out to stock up on some goods, and she relied on Ye Xilin to eat and drink every day, so she still had to share some of it.

She didn't go shopping on Xihe Street, but wandered around the new area, and stopped by the piano store, planning to buy a set of strings for Ye Xilin to offset the food expenses these days.

Originally, I just went in casually to have a look, but I didn't expect to meet Shen Jiahe inside.

Shen Jiahe was alone, followed by a young shopping guide, and happened to see Qinghe when he turned around, Shen Jiahe was surprised at first, and then hurriedly shouted: "Sister Qinghe, what a coincidence!"

Because his back was facing just now, Qing He didn't recognize the other party at first glance, and only realized that he was an acquaintance when he heard a shout, and immediately turned his head to look.

Since the last time they parted at the bar, the two of them hadn't seen each other again. Shen Jiahe thought that the next meeting would be at the magazine office, which would be a coincidence.Walking in front of Qing He in three steps at a time, Shen Jiahe immediately smiled, raised his hand and waved it in front of Qing He, and asked, "Are you here to buy things too?"

Unaccustomed to such an eager way of greeting, Qing He took half a step back, avoiding the other party's touch, nodded naturally, and replied: "Just passing by, come in and take a look. What about you, want to buy a guitar?"

Shen Jia responded: "Well, I'm choosing, but I don't know which one is better."

Qinghe asked: "Do you want to learn?"

"No," Shen Jiahe said, "Send off to relatives. A cousin passed away. She learned guitar."

Qinghe understood.

Shen Jiahe frowned, a little embarrassed, and asked after a while, "Sister Qinghe, do you know how to choose a guitar?"

Qinghe said: "It is possible."

Shen Jiahe smiled, "Then can I trouble you to do me a favor, help me choose which guitar is better, I'm not very good at this, I can't make up my mind for a long time."

Being a colleague, and an acquaintance who has had a drink, it is hard to refuse such a small favor, Qinghe didn't say anything, and immediately agreed.

This musical instrument store is very large and upscale. It mainly sells guitars, but also drums, but there are not many types.The store is divided into upper and lower floors. On the first floor, a lot of samples are displayed, and the prices are not cheap, basically thousands of dollars.

Knowing that Shen Jiahe is not short of money, and birthday gifts to relatives cannot be too cheap, Qinghe helped her choose a single guitar with a set of strings for about [-] yuan.The selection of the violin was quick and didn't take long. Qinghe is a veteran, so ask this relative's general level and needs, and help him try it a few times. It's almost suitable.

Shen Jiahe didn't know much about this, so he listened to her.

While waiting for the clerk to pack, Qinghe chatted with Shen Jiahe for a few words, planning to wait for Shen Jiahe to leave before buying what she was looking forward to, but Shen Jiahe had no intention of leaving first, and planned to wait for her to buy the good things and go out together .

Qinghe had no choice but to take things, pay, and go out together.

Shen Jiahe murmured that she still owed her a meal, and said: "I didn't make it in time today, my sister and the others are still waiting for me, otherwise I will invite you."

Qinghe didn't care, "It's okay, I'll treat you next time."

A casual and polite sentence is not the truth at all. Adults treat guests to dinner are all verbal promises, and speaking skills are necessary for communication.

However, Shen Jiahe had a smile on his face, and immediately smiled, and replied in a daze: "Okay, then you owe me two meals, and I owe you one meal, so you still owe me one more meal."

Qing He froze, "..."

Walking to the door, the two want to part.Shen Jiahe walked slowly, as if she had something to say, but Qing He didn't pay much attention to her changes, went out, and was about to leave as soon as she was notified.

Shen Jiahe suddenly stopped her, and asked softly: "Sister Qinghe, which way are you going? I drove out. Do you want to pick you up? Anyway, it's still early."

Qinghe was taken aback, hesitated for a moment but still didn't respond immediately, "Where are you going?"

Shen Jiahe opened his mouth, as if he didn't want to speak first, but after hesitating for a moment, he still said truthfully: "It's not far from here, Tianhe Shunfu."

Qinghe didn't think about it, and replied: "I'm going to the old city, not all the way. Thanks, I can take the bus by myself, it's right in front."

Shen Jiahe was annoyed, regretted what she just said, and was about to change her words to make amends, but Qinghe waved her hand directly, indicating that she was going to catch the bus, she was stunned, mumbled for a long time and still didn't say anything, stood in place and watched Qinghe go far.

There was a lot of traffic on the square, and there were even more people coming and going at the entrance of the shopping mall. Qinghe disappeared on the other side after a while, without a trace.

Shen Jia and Chu stayed motionless in the shopping mall, stretching their necks and looking again and again, until a hand stretched out from the side patted her on the shoulder.She was startled, and immediately turned her head to look, and when she saw the person coming, she complained again, and said unhappily: "Brother, why are you scaring me, without anyone noticing..."

Shen Sui helped to take the things in her hands, with sharp brows, "What are you looking at?"

Shen Jiahe quickly looked away, pretending to be serious, and said dryly: "No, I didn't see anything."

"I just told you that you didn't answer several times, and you can be distracted at any time when you stand outside." Shen Sui said.

Shen Jiahe felt guilty, and hurriedly explained: "I was thinking about something. Aren't I going to my uncle tonight? I haven't seen him for a long time, so I want to buy something to bring with me."

It could be seen that she wasn't telling the truth, but Shen Sui didn't expose his own sister, looked at the place she was looking at just now, and said lightly: "Let's go, everyone is waiting for you."

Shen Jiahe was nervous and hurriedly followed.

The car was parked on the other side, and the brother and sister went there together. After a while, they drove into a long and deep alleyway and parked in front of a high-end cafe.

The high-end cafe has a large area and a quiet environment. Today, no other customers are accepted. There are only the owner and a woman in a long linen dress inside.

The woman has a delicate face, fair skin, and long, straight black hair like a waterfall. She looks to be in her twenties, with a gentle and quiet temperament. At first glance, he has a good temper.

But the fly in the ointment was that she was sitting in a wheelchair, her legs were like decorations, she didn't feel the slightest bit, and she couldn't move at all.

As soon as he entered the door, Shen Jiahe called out first: "Cousin—"

The woman turned her head, immediately smiled softly, and replied: "Jiahe."

Then he said to Shen Sui, "Cousin."

Shen Jiahe first stepped forward to give the woman a hug, patted her on the shoulder affectionately, and took the initiative to explain why she came here only now.

The woman had been waiting here for nearly an hour, but there was no trace of impatience on her face. Hearing this, she comforted Shen Jiahe: "I haven't waited long. I just have a drink and a rest here."

Knowing that this was comforting herself, Shen Jiahe felt rather uncomfortable and didn't know how to answer the conversation.The relationship between the two sisters is a little strange, not as close as before. After all, they haven't seen each other for many years. The last time they met was in the United States. Six years ago, time has passed, and how can we get back the original taste.

The owner of the shop was a friend of the woman, and when he saw the brothers and sisters coming in, he wanted to serve them coffee. Shen Jiahe had a sharp eye, and called to stop him, saying that he was going to leave, don't bother.The owner of the store is nice, and asked with a smile: "I'm leaving now, why don't you sit down for a while?"

"Come back next time, today is a little rushed." Shen Jiahe said.

Knowing that they are going to a birthday party tonight, the shop owner no longer keeps anyone, and helps push the woman to the door, and softly tells her: "I'll come to you tomorrow, just call me if you have anything to do, I have time, anytime All available."

The woman hums.

The shopkeeper stopped following them and stood at the door watching the three of them.

Shen Sui carried the woman to the car, while Shen Jiahe helped, and folded the wheelchair and put it in the trunk.

The car gradually drifted away, and soon drove out of the alley to Tianheshunfu.

Unlike the calmness and harmony in the cafe, the car was very silent. Once the door was closed, the three people inside remained silent.Shen Jiahe sat next to the woman, fearing that she would collapse if she couldn't sit still, so she had to protect her at all times.

The woman looked out of the car window with blank eyes, no expression on her face, no ups and downs in her eyes, her whole body was unbelievably calm, as if she was lifeless.

The atmosphere is a bit depressing and weird.

After a long time, Shen Sui spoke first, "An Ran."

The woman regained her senses, her eyes rolled slightly, and she looked forward.

She was still so gentle, with a good temper in her bones, she immediately suppressed all her thoughts and became normal.

"what happened?"

Shen Sui hesitated to speak, as if he couldn't bear to ask what to say next, and after deliberating for a while, he said politely: "If you want to relax here, I can make arrangements for Jiahe to accompany you to the Southern District Or take a look at Beicheng District and walk around."

Xie Anran raised her eyes to look at his back, she was in a trance for a moment, and after a long time, she replied: "No need, I can do it by myself, Jiahe still has to work, she has her affairs to be busy."

Shen Jiahe on the side moved his lips, he wanted to say that he was not busy, but he stopped his words and shut up instead, it's better not to say too much.

Shen Sui in front slowed down, stopped at the intersection of traffic lights, crashed and asked casually, "How long do you plan to stay this time? Or a month?"

Xie Anran didn't answer, and looked out of the window again, not knowing whether she was distracted or what, she raised her hand and touched the edge of the window, her white fingers moved slowly, as if she didn't hear the question.

The atmosphere in the car became more and more strange and not quite right.

Shen Sui looked back, and Shen Jiahe quickly gave him a wink, telling him to stop talking.Shen Sui turned around and didn't ask any more questions.

But Xie Anran came back to his senses at this moment, and said softly: "Maybe I won't leave, I will settle here."

Both brothers and sisters had a meal, especially Shen Jiahe, the little girl couldn't hide her emotions, and the astonishment on her face was immediately revealed, as if she didn't expect this answer.

Shen Sui was silent for a moment, only a little better than Shen Jiahe.

The traffic lights changed quickly, and the car continued to move forward.

The topic just now came to an abrupt end, as if it had never happened, and no one mentioned it anymore.

Passing a corner, due to the relatively fast speed, the car body shakes a lot when turning. Although the seat belt is fastened, but because the legs can't use their strength, they are almost completely useless. Xie Anran still uncontrollably fell to the side .With sharp eyes and quick hands, Shen Jiahe pushed the person against him and supported him steadily.

The car passed the corner and returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

Xie Anran was indifferent, he never expressed his gratitude to Shen Jiahe for his actions just now, his face was more numb.She grabbed the car door tightly, gently pushed Shen Jiahe's hand away, and whispered, "No need."

His attitude became a little indifferent, as if he didn't like this kind of help.

Knowing that he had touched the opponent's minefield, Shen Jiahe secretly scolded himself in his heart, why didn't he have a long memory.

Shen Sui slowed down the car a little more, paying special attention when turning.

Tianheshunfu is only a ten-minute drive away from the shopping mall, and the road is not blocked, so we can get there quickly.Tonight's birthday party was a specially booked restaurant, the whole place was booked out, not many people came, they were all my family members and a few close friends.

When they arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, there were already people waiting there, two men and one woman, including Wen Ning and Qi Rui'an.

——Shen Sui asked them to come out because of his friends, and he didn't want to make the situation too tense.

Before the car stopped, Xie Anran saw them, his face softened slightly, not as stiff as before.

As soon as the car door opened, Qi Rui'an over there immediately came to pick him up and greeted him happily. He went to the trunk to get the wheelchair and wanted to help Xie Anran get off.

Xie Anran skillfully resisted his hand, and asked the person in front, "Aren't you going to help?"

It wasn't to the other man.