perfect life

When Zhang Ping came to Yang's house again, Chen Qiran was drying millet with He Zihan in the yard.

The village belongs to the subtropical zone. At this time, the rice is fully mature, and He Zihan and Sister Yang just cut an acre of rice, which shocked Chen Qiran.Originally, he insisted on helping, but He Zihan forced him to lock him at home, and said that if he dared to go out, he would never see him again.

Chen Qiran knew in his heart that he was treating him well, and he was afraid that if he caught a cold, he would get sunstroke after going out to the sun.

He Zihan's "gentleness" always has a fierce tone and a vicious attitude, but Chen Qiran is very attached to his love.The feeling of being pampered by him was so good, and coupled with the fact that he was no longer depressed, Chen Qiran's high fever and cold all healed up soon.

After confirming that he had fully recovered, He Zihan let him come out to help dry the millet together.

Chen Qiran had never done farm work before, and he knew that He Zihan had never been exposed to these things before, and he learned them later, so he must be able to do them well.The millet has to be turned back and forth in the sun, so as not to be dry enough, and it will be bad if it gets damp or moldy.

Chen Qiran was holding a rake, imitating He Zihan, and was busy with the farm work in style. Zhang Ping saw the two of them working from a long distance, but he didn't expect that Chen Qiran seemed to be a different person in just a few days like.

In the year when He Zihan disappeared, Chen Qihan worked so hard that he lost more than a circle of weight, and he was also a bit in a trance.It was as if all he had in his eyes was work, work, work, and everything else had nothing to do with him.

When Zhang Ping was not sensible enough before, he even encouraged Chen Qiran to make He Zihan have nothing, which made him have a strong sense of dependence on him and never left him again.

At that time, Chen Qiran rejected his suggestion. He said that he wanted to treat He Zihan well, because he sincerely hoped that he would live a happy life, instead of wanting him to be bound by his side.

At that time, Zhang Ping didn't move Chen Qiran's words. Until the commemoration later, he saw that the two of them were living apart under the threat of Chen. Although he knew that they probably still had feelings for each other, he couldn't help it.

Now, when he saw Chen Qiran who was happily drying the millet with He Zihan on the grain drying field, his face was full of joyful smiles from the heart, as if he was doing something very happy, Zhang Ping understood a little.

He Zihan is everything to Chen Qiran, Chen Qiran will feel happy doing anything with him.

Although his body is still very thin, Chen Qiran, whose complexion has improved a lot, is a real person.

Zhang Ping parked the car in front of Yang's house, walked up to say hello to the busy man, and then said to Chen Qiran: "Master, you haven't been home for five days, the people in the company I'm worried, I'll take you home."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qiran changed his face.

"Go in and talk about something." Then he pulled out a big smiling face and said to He Zihan: "Zihan, don't stay in the sun for too long, go sit there for a while. I will come back after I have something to say with Zhang Ping."

Looking at Chen Qiran's completely different attitudes before and after, Zhang Ping felt secretly depressed: Why did his young master completely change his appearance when he met He Zihan?

When the two came to the backyard, Chen Qiran immediately asked, "What happened?"

On the contrary, Zhang Ping felt a little embarrassed, but he still replied seriously: "There is no major incident in the company, but the people in the board of directors said that it is not good, young master, if you don't go to the company all the time, and the influence is too bad. In addition, recently It is a big business in France and Japan, the board of directors thinks it would be better for the young master to negotiate with the other party in person."

"Oh? Those old foxes are actually afraid that I will let go of them like this?" Chen Qiran said helplessly.

"Zhang Ping doesn't know. The young master didn't call me to pick you up these few days, and your phone was turned off when you called, so I just drove to look for it."

"When is the negotiation?"

"It's ten o'clock in the morning next Wednesday and two o'clock in the afternoon next Thursday."

"Okay, I see. Then I'll stay here for a few more days, and I'll get back in time. When you go back, tell them that I'm on annual leave now, don't worry about my business too much."

"Okay, I see. If there is nothing else, I will leave first, young master take care." Zhang Ping was about to go out after speaking.

"Wait a minute, there are a lot of watermelons here. Zihan grew them himself. Take some back. Uncle Zhang and Xiaoyu don't lose their share."

As Chen Qiran said, he took out two big watermelons from a place in the kitchen that he turned into a small warehouse, and stuffed them into Zhang Ping's arms. "Put it in the car soon?!"

"Oh, yes! Thank you, master!"

"The person you should thank is not me."

After Chen Qiran finished speaking, he walked towards the car outside, only then did Zhang Ping see clearly that the shoes on his feet were straw sandals.

Thinking of Chen Qiran living such a poor life here, but being so happy and happy, it seems that this He Zihan is indeed a remarkable person.I went to the door and wanted to thank He Zihan, but found that the other party was lying on the recliner with his eyes closed and rested. He didn't speak for fear of waking him up. The most important thing about thanking him is his heart.

After carrying a total of ten watermelons and putting them on the car, Chen Qiran asked Zhang Ping to go to the backyard to wash his hands before planning to let him go back.

When I was about to drive, I did not forget to tell him that he would come to pick me up on Sunday night, and I would go to the home appliance market to buy a refrigerator and bring more fish.

After Zhang Ping wrote it down one by one, he drove away. Chen Qiran returned to the door and saw that He Zihan was still closed, thinking that he was probably asleep, and when he was about to carry him back to the house, the man's Eyes suddenly opened.

"Why don't you go back?"

"En?" Chen Qiran was puzzled.

"Didn't Zhang Ping come to pick you up? I thought you were going to go with him." When He Zihan said this, there was no expression on his face. Chen Qiran was most afraid of his expressionless appearance, and always felt that he I couldn't figure out his mind, I didn't know what he was thinking.

"There are several important negotiations that I need to go back to deal with next week, and he came to inform me."

"Ah."

After that, He Zihan stopped talking and seemed very tired.Chen Qiran knew what he was worried about, but it wasn't the time for a serious conversation - it was noon, the two of them were already tired from digging millet just now, and they took a nap instead.

Before He Zihan stood up by himself, he carried him back to the room and put him on the bed, because of his sudden movement, He Zihan felt embarrassed.

"Hey, you're fine, don't move around." Although his tone was a bit harsh, his concern was palpable, which made Chen Qiran very happy.

"It's just a fever. It's fine when the fever subsides. Are you tired? I'll turn on the electric fan."

This kind of life without air conditioning made Chen Qiran very happy.He had hardly used electric fans before, but the cool wind blown by electric fans was much more comfortable than air conditioners.

That feeling of coolness all over the body cannot be given by the air conditioner. At first, He Zihan was afraid that he would not be able to adapt to the life in the countryside, but he didn't expect Chen Qiran to enjoy it so much, so He Zihan didn't say anything else.

The two were lying on the small bed, Chen Qiran was lying on his back, because his body was too long, his feet were outside the bed.He Zihan turned his back to him, wondering what he was thinking.

Knowing that the atmosphere between the two dropped sharply after Zhang Ping came, the things that they wanted to talk about at night had to be said in advance.

"Zihan, do you want to come with me?"

He had been waiting for a suitable opportunity to ask this question. It seemed that He Zihan liked life here very much. Chen Qiran was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he never dared to ask.

Now, the problem is at hand. Although I like life here very much, this is Sister Yang's home after all. When Brother Yang came back, He Zihan thought he had fallen asleep, so he sighed helplessly and was about to reach out to hug him. When he was with him, the man suddenly got into his arms by himself - this surprised Chen Qiran.

"I like this place very much." He Zihan said sullenly, and Chen Qiran put his hand on his smooth neck, stroking it gently, waiting for him to continue.

"It's very quiet here, and my life is also very quiet. I think this kind of life suits me best." He Zihan grabbed Chen Qiran's other hand, interlocked his fingers, and continued: "I know that we had too many misunderstandings and obstacles before. , now we can finally be together, I should go back with you. In fact, it’s okay to go back, I can find a job, and then we can live in the original home in peace. But I’m a little confused now, I don’t know What kind of life do I want?"

He Zihan finished speaking softly, and Chen Qiran didn't urge them. The two of them lay quietly on the bed like this. After a while, Chen Qiran replied: "I hope you will go back with me. You are here alone, although you are very happy , but I'm still unsure."

"But it's safe here, and there's nothing bad about it."

"I always feel flustered when I don't see you. Can you understand that feeling, Zihan? I know you like this kind of life. In a few years, I will take care of the Chen family and I can leave it to others. , if you still want to live like this at that time, let's find a quiet place to live, shall we?"

He Zihan knew the feeling he was talking about, but he couldn't agree to it all at once, and only said that he had to think about it again.