cat alley

Wen Qiyue has experienced the insomnia caused by academic pressure and anxiety, the insomnia caused by the entanglement of a crush, the insomnia caused by the death of her grandfather, and the insomnia caused by the simple insomnia. Surrounded by the flames of resurrection from the dead, he couldn't bear to close his eyes all night.

Like a naive child, she excitedly hugged Fu Yining's waist and turned around in place. After turning around, she hugged Fu Yining in her arms and thanked Fu Yining over and over again.

Thank you Ningning for giving her a chance...Wen Qiyue is willing to wait for her to deal with the troubles of Shao Sizhao and Maoxiang.

Fu Yining indulged her in mischief, put his palm on the back of her head and rubbed it, and said, "Shall we go home?"

Back to the small home of two people.

The next day, Wen Qiyue got up at six o'clock to make breakfast, walked around the yard non-stop, and pinched himself several times before he believed that last night was not a dream.

She climbed the cliffs for ten years, in a dilemma, struggling with one hand grabbing the stone, and when she was about to lose her strength, Ningning gave her the dawn of hope for the second time. She was so happy that she couldn't sleep from ear to ear. Not sleepy at all, full of energy.

Fu Yining got up at seven o'clock, stroked the palpitations in her heart, and also had an unreal illusion. She acquiesced in Wen Qiyue's pursuit... She did something that she couldn't even hope for when she was a teenager...

God knows how happy Wen Qiyue is?He hugged her and refused to let go, repeating "Thank you" with a smile on his face. Fu Yining hugged her tightly, hearing Wen Qiyue's joy in his ears, but his brows tightened, and he couldn't help feeling sorry for Qiyue's humbleness.

The relationship between the two finally branched out at the age of 27. Despite the biting cold wind in November, the flower buds on the branches are full of vigor and vitality, and they want to bloom freely in this cold winter and bloom with strong vitality.

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The old lady Luan Yihe was heartbroken, and slept soundly after sending Fu Yining away.

Regardless of the result, she did her best, lest the two of them miss it again.

After waking up, Luan Yihe was fiddling with her long hair in front of the vanity mirror. Women love beauty. They have money and time, and when they are idle, they are idle. Why not invest in yourself. If your husband cheats one day, you can find a second spring at any time.

What happened to those two people?Luan Yihe was thinking about it, and she was hooked away in a blink of an eye. She sent Wen Qiyue a wechat test, and the other party really replied.

She asked【Do you want to do your hair? 】At the end of the year, Luan Yihe wants to change her hairstyle, dye it, dye it, and perm it, so that she can become a beautiful hot mom again.

[Address] This person couldn't speak a single word more, Luan Yihe tapped the phone screen with his fingertips, and sent the address of the barber shop with a wave of his hands, she understood and smiled after sending it.

Aunt Wen's every move was linked to Fu Yining's, and she was in the mood to do her hair to show that the reconciliation was as good as before, and she was willing to let go of the heart hanging in her throat.

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Wen Qiyue passed by the barber shop alone in the summer of the second year of junior high school, went in and asked the boss to cut her troublesome long hair without much hesitation.

She was refreshed after the haircut, and when she got home, her grandpa blew up and scolded her like a boy. How could she be willing to cut off her long hair?She doesn't feel bad, grandpa does.

Wen Qiyue shook her head, not caring about her grandpa's tantrum, her hair was even to her ears, short or short, but she looked fair and clean, she bumped into a wall in front of her grandpa, and turned her head to run to Fu Yining's room.

Ning Ning's opinion was more pertinent. Short hair looks good, but it would look better if it was longer. Wen Qiyue accepted her opinion, and since then the hair has been kept at the length between the neck and shoulders.

Later, when she was in high school and officially entered puberty, the girls in the class liked to toss themselves, Wen Qiyue was on the contrary. In the summer, she wanted to cut her hair short a few times. When she saw Fu Yining, she withdrew her thoughts and reduced the frequency of looking in the mirror. Go to a familiar barbershop to have your hair trimmed when it grows, and it must not be too short.

The boss came and went to get familiar with Wen Qiyue, and as long as she came, he would 100% meet her requirements for the length of the hairstyle.

More than ten years later, Wen Qiyue sat with Luan Yihe on the second floor of the barber shop. She looked at her beautiful self in the mirror, her fingers slowly raised the ends of her hair and twirled around, her eyes were a little helpless to laugh.

The barber shop that Luan Yihe brought her to had two floors, the decoration was magnificent, one haircut cost less than a hundred yuan, not to mention that Luan Yihe regarded money as dung, so he directly hired a director for her to work on it, and designed four back and forth. 10 minutes long.

It's been so long that Wen Qiyue can't sit still, and the director's communication is perfunctory, and her thoughts jump to her childhood.

Wen Qiyue laughed at herself, because Ning Ning said that she has had short hair for more than ten years, and a few years ago she made up her mind to cut it short or long when she was abroad, but she went to the barber shop and slipped away, suddenly awakened to the habit of tied hair. In my heart, I can't change it, I can't bear it.

"What are you laughing at!" Luan Yihe, who was sitting next to her, rubbed his arms and said in horror, with a pink curling iron on his head.

"It's nothing, can I go?" Although it was a question, Wen Qiyue stood up gracefully, as if to leave.

Luan Yihe yelled indistinctly, "Wen Qiyue, you scumbag! I'll leave when I run out!"

The customers who were doing hair next door cast their eyes curiously. Wen Qiyue gritted her teeth and stood behind Luan Yihe, put her hands on her shoulders, and warned with a smirk: "You have to do this hair for six hours. I'm sorry to let you Shall I accompany you?"

Luan Yihe grinned his teeth in pain, his eyes were erratic, and said guiltily: "There is a sofa over there, you go to sleep, or we can find a few movies, six hours is very fast." It's almost over..."

Wen Qiyue smiled instead of anger, loosened the strength of her palm, squeezed Luan Yihe's shoulder by the way and said, "I'm going to Uncle Fu's shop."

She went to visit Father Fu that day, and wrote a few notices before leaving. Father Fu waved his hands away, saying that his waist is fine and he can go downstairs to open a shop. Shop for a look.

"Bah! Scum girl! Going out with you to get my head permed is secondary. Going to see Uncle Fu is the main thing?!" Luan Yihe was furious, so how could Aunt Wen go out so quickly?

"Yihe." Wen Qiyue lifted his lips and called out in a warm voice.

Luan Yihe's scalp was numb, he shivered, and stammered, "Why..."

"Can I treat you to dinner another day?" the short-haired woman smiled and said in a negotiating tone.

Beauty misleads people... Luan Yihe was so impressed by Wen Qiyue's beauty that he was speechless in a daze.

People and people, it's not fair!She sighed in her heart, Wen Qiyue is a beauty that people will remember deeply and never forget.

This person has a net height of 172 in flat shoes. He is not too thin but not fat, and his overall figure is long and straight.

As for the face, there was nothing to choose, the short hair set off Wen Qiyue's facial features clean and fresh.

Luan Yihe has opened a shop and visited countless people, and it is rare to see Wen Qiyue's seductive eyes. Her eyes are lifted up, lazy and charming, her eyes are clear and clear, but her pupils are like a deep pool of ink, which makes people's hearts flutter.

The bad thing is that this person is still white, and the whiteness is not weak, just in stark contrast to the faint red of the vermilion lips.

No one can refuse Wen Qiyue's rare smile, and Luan Yihe is no exception. She looks at her through the mirror, and the heart of an old mother takes off. Go, call Ningning next time, I want to eat the most expensive buffet in Yotsuya!"

"Understood." Wen Qiyue smiled slightly, patted Luan Yihe on the shoulder, turned and left.

After she left, Luan Yihe smiled wretchedly, muttering that Ningning has good eyesight.

etc!Ning Ning? !Luan Yihe almost chased him out with a curling iron on her head. She asked Wen Qiyue to go out, and she didn't ask a word about gossip, just talked nonsense.

What's up with the two of you? ! !For the remaining six hours, Luan Yihe sat without fruit, scratching his head angrily.

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Fu Yining revived and went back to work in Mao Lane. The happiest people were Sixi and Jin'an.

Seeing that Fu Yining was full of energy, they almost cried with their heads in their hands. They felt fortunately that sister Ning was fine, otherwise, if sister Ning had collapsed, what would happen to Maoxiang.

The two younger sisters were worried about her, and Fu Yining felt bad. She felt ashamed of her self-willedness, so she left the store and the clerk and disappeared.

Jin'an was thinking, is Ning Jie still Ning Jie, with a docile lying silkworm, a cute smile, and seems to be in a... very good mood?Didn't she quarrel with the beauty Qingmei?reconciled?

Xingzi didn't see her mother for several days, Lai was meowing in Fu Yining's arms and acted like a baby, the other cats also missed Fu Yining, they surrounded her and rubbed their heads against her calf to express their love.

"Sister Ning~" Jin An ran over, unable to hide his excitement, and asked, "Are you reconciled?!"

Sixi followed behind Jin'an, she didn't speak, she just listened in silently, thinking about this matter in her heart.

"Hmm..." Fu Yining scratched Xingzai's chin, Xingzai narrowed her eyes, and whimpered comfortably, this look very much like Wen Qiyue who was overjoyed last night, her eyebrows and eyes were dyed with tenderness, soft Said: "It's okay."

After touching the star cub, she stroked the clean corner guards around the table with her fingers, and couldn't help being moved by what Wen Qiyue had done for her.

Sister Ning seems to be different?Jin'an pinched her chin to think, she saw Fu Yining staring at the corner protector, she found a topic and said, "The beauty Qingmei changed it by herself!"

"I checked it online, and it's not cheap. The material is very comfortable, but it's soft." After finishing speaking, she raised her chin proudly, her tone proud.

"Hey?" Sixi pushed Jin'an's head, and complained about her generously: "They changed it for Sister Ning, what are you proud of?"

Hearing the clerk's bickering after a long absence, Fu Yining let out a pleasant chuckle. Her expression was unnatural, and then she corrected without confidence: "Wen Qiyue changed it for the store."

Mao Lane is her shop, rounding it up is equivalent to changing it for her, Sixi is right, she changed her words weakly, her cheeks were slightly hot and said: "Okay, I changed it for me..."

Rao Jin'an's reaction was several beats late, combined with Fu Yining's ambiguous attitude and Sixi's frequent corrections, she finally realized that the relationship between Sister Ning and the beautiful Qingmei was abnormal.

She yelled, hugged her head and stared gossipingly: "My God, does the beautiful Qing Mei like you?!"

Hearing that Wen Qiyue likes her personally, Fu Yining's thoughts flustered for a moment, and he explained habitually: "We are friends..." childhood sweethearts, who know everything about her, are indispensable friends besides parents.

Who would like friends who grew up together?

Fu Yining's heartbeat was rising steadily, she was willing to accept Wen Qiyue's liking, and also made concessions, officially treating Wen Qiyue as a suitor.

The relationship between her and her is no longer limited to friends... In the future... The woman's cheeks are pale pink, her eyes are moist and moving, and she is a little bit shy when she looks closely.

"Sister Ning, congratulations." Sixi couldn't hold back anymore, and sent blessings ahead of time that good things were coming.

"Let's take one step at a time." Fu Yining compromised with her heart, she kept smiling, and her heart became softer and swollen because of a warm current passing by.

That was the longing she couldn't touch when she stood on tiptoe when she was young, and she clearly realized that she couldn't resist Wen Qiyue's approach.

Her love for Wen Qiyue is still in its infancy and needs time to hatch. She let it go and boldly took a small step in the direction of Wen Qiyue... another small step...

In short, Fu Yining was not willing to let Wen Qiyue wait aimlessly.

It's not in her nature to run away from things.

Jin'an couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad, she liked Wen Qiyue from the bottom of her heart, and naively hoped to have a little spark with Wen Qiyue, but Sister Ning was her important sister...friend...boss, she hoped that Sister Ning would be happy .

"Sister Ning, can I still like Wen Qiyue?" Jin An pouted, wanting to cry aggrieved.

Her unrequited love ended before it began.

At this moment, Sixi came up and put her arms around Jin An's small body. With a rare gentle tone, she comforted softly: "Shame, why are you crying? I told you that the beauty Qing Mei has her own heart. You don't believe me."

Fu Yining got up and put down the star cub, she hugged Jin'an from the front, Jin'an really started to cry in her arms, she touched Jin'an's head, distressed and funny: "Jin'an, you can continue to like Wen Pray for the moon."

Jin'an's mood reminded Fu Yining of other people who liked Wen Qiyue.

Those people simply like Wen Qiyue's skin, like Wen Qiyue's talent and reliable work, Wen Qiyue is dazzling to them, but they are ruthless and dare not get too close to Wen Qiyue.

This kind of love tends to make people worship the light and pursue the light.

And Jin'an is Fu Yining's close sister and an important employee. When she learned that Wen Qiyue liked her, instead of giving up, she asked Fu Yining if she could maintain the mentality of being a fan girl and continue to like Wen Qiyue. She was reluctant to hurt Jin'an. Heart.

It was like this when he was young, he kept going forward even when he encountered a setback, Jin'an's bravery was what Fu Yining lacked, and he was looking down for the mentality.

She gently comforted Jin'an, as patiently as comforting a crying child. It didn't take long for Jin'an to adjust her state after crying enough, clenched her fists and made up her mind, and said aggressively: "Sister Ning, the beauty Qingmei is so good, you must not let it she!"

Fu Yining smiled, pinched Jin'an's round bun face, and said in a soft female voice, "I will definitely live up to it."

The road to Jin'an is still long, and you may meet countless dazzling "Wen Qiyue" who is fascinated by it in a lifetime. She likes to take a boat, and she can come and go quickly.

When she has a new love, she can't remember her obsessive admiration for Wen Qiyue when she looks back.

Fu Yining can be envious of Jin'an's age, and envy Jin'an's daring to express herself.

But there is one thing, she will do better than Jin'an and any woman who stays by Wen Qiyue's side.

In a few decades, Wen Qiyue will grow old, and perhaps she has already put down her good calligraphy and piano, and too many young people have stepped forward to drown her light.

When Fu Yining stands in front of Wen Qiyue, the ending will be the same as now. Her small boat, which has weathered the wind and waves, loses its swaying sails, and will eventually dock at the harbor where she fell in love at first sight.

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The author has something to say:

This chapter is a bit different from the content of the copy, I am too lazy to change the copy, I have to review it if I change it

Don't worry, Ning Ning knows what he wants, and he will be firm in what he wants. The relationship between the two will heat up again. If you have nothing to do, you can start to attack and suffer. Hehehe [狗头]