Xueba, he is always fishing for me [Rebirth]

Ji Qingyan looked at Qiu Chi with a warning look: "Say it again if you have the ability."

Qiu Chi confessed in an instant, stuck to his side, and changed his words: "Work hard to be good, and then marry you, which will amaze everyone."

Ji Qingyan frowned, why did it feel even weirder the other way around?

Forget it, the kids at home are stupid, so we can't argue with him.

Tong Wei called him from behind at this time: "Qiu Chi, you haven't left yet?"

Ji Qingyan almost forgot that Tong Wei and Qiu Chi were both going to participate in this competition. Judging by Tong Wei's appearance, the results should be good.

Qiu Chi turned around and said with a smile, "You didn't leave either."

"I'm waiting for my mother to pick me up, she's already downstairs, I'll go first!" Tong Wei waved to him, "Bye!"

Qiu Chi said goodbye to her: "Go slowly, be careful on the road!"

After watching Tong Wei leave, Ji Qingyan "hummed" at Qiu Chi: "You are quite polite..."

"That's right! For girls, of course be a gentleman."

Ji Qingyan gave him a blank look: "Well, it's quite shameless when you treat me."

"Hey...you are my family, of course we don't speak the same language." He hugged Ji Qingyan's arm stickily like a small plaster.

It was hot in the hotel, Qiu Chi put the coat in Ji Qingyan's hand before going to receive the award.Ji Qingyan shook his hand away, then threw the coat into his arms: "Put on your clothes and go."

After coming out of the hotel, Ji Qingyan took a deep breath, the weather today is really nice.The air in the south is so fresh and humid in winter, it feels like there is soft water vapor between breaths.

Ji Qingyan saw a green leather mailbox across the road, and asked Qiu Chi, "Do you want to send a postcard?"

"Then I have to go to the post office to buy stamps and postcards, why not?" Qiu Chi said, and started to check where the nearest post office is, "Hey, there really is a post office!"

There is also a philatelic counter in the post office, which displays a variety of stamps and first day covers.

One of the piggy stamps, Ji Qingyan pointed to the time of the postmark on it: "January 2019, 1 is your birthday."

Qiu Chi smiled and said, "What a coincidence!"

"Hmph, if I knew it was your birthday, I would have given this as a gift." Fortunately, he had been embroidering crabapple flowers for a long time before, so people can buy this stamp directly, which saves trouble.

The lady at the counter was very interested in seeing them, so she came over and explained: "January 1th is the day when the Zodiac stamps are issued."

Ji Qingyan asked: "Can I still buy the ones from 2002?"

"We can't buy stamps from more than ten years ago. If you find someone who likes to collect them, you should be able to buy them, and they won't be particularly expensive."

"Then let's buy this year's."

After the postcard was mailed from the post office, the two of them were walking on the street. Ji Qingyan said, "Qiu Chi, let's buy a set of stamps every year from now on."

In this way, every year in the future will be spent by the two of us together.

"Okay!"

On the way back to the hotel, passing by Yong'an Lane, I met an elderly man leaning on a cane, and insisted on giving them a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus.Ji Qingyan wanted to refuse at first, mainly because it was inconvenient to take it back, and the north is not suitable for the growth of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Most of the streets in Beijing are poplars or weeping willows, and there are also French sycamores on some roads, but they are not as luxuriant as in the south, and osmanthus flowers have never been seen on the streets. Only around the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, the Summer Palace will put up a dozen pots of greenhouses The sweet-scented osmanthus potted plants cultivated here will be moved away once the flowering period is over.

Unexpectedly, sweet-scented osmanthus is always in bloom in winter in Shanghai. There are several sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in the yard of the old man, and the fragrance spreads out of the yard.

He said that this is an osmanthus flower that can bloom in all seasons and can grow to the north.

Qiu Chi took it with a smile and thanked the old man. The old man just nodded, and then put a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in Ji Qingyan's hand.

Qiu Chi carefully held the sweet-scented osmanthus, and the two of them didn't dare to squeeze the subway, but changed to a bus line with fewer people.On the way back to the hotel, I passed the Garden of Eros, which is the work unit of the Shanghai Writers Association. The "Harvest" that Qiu Chi often watched before was produced by the Shanghai Writers Association.

The inside is the work place, so you can't go in and visit it. Qiu Chi stood under the plane tree, then bent down to pick up a round and smooth pebble.

Ji Qingyan didn't know what he wanted to do: "Why pick up stones?"

"I read other people's news before, saying that when you pass by the gate of the Garden of Love, you must pick up a small stone and take it away." After picking it up, he carefully wiped it with paper and put it in the small pot of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

"Is there anything special about it?" Ji Qingyan thought it meant the same thing as the coin thrown in Jing'an Temple.

As a result, Qiu Chi said: "It's nothing special, maybe because this place is relatively high-end, and there are all top writers, so I want to get happy by picking up stones from the door." He thought for a while, and said, "Maybe it's like... everyone before the exam. I like to touch you, and feel like a school bully!"

Then he touched Ji Qingyan's head with a smirk, turned around and ran several meters away after touching it.

Ji Qingyan: "..."

Are you three years old?Childish or not...

Then Ji Qingyan also lowered his head and picked up a small stone, and quarreled with the three-year-old child: "You're happy, come here! Come and have your fill!" Ji Qingyan threw the small stone in Qiu Chi's direction, He hit it very accurately, hitting Qiu Chi's waist.

"Oh! It hurts..." The three-year-old stood there, looking at him sadly, "You are so cruel!"

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts to death!" Qiu Chi pouted, "You have to comfort me! You have to be serious about coaxing me."

It shouldn't be, the distance between the two of them is so close, and the winter clothes are also thick, Ji Qingyan deliberately controlled his strength when throwing it, not to mention that this small stone is not as big as the glass marbles he played with when he was a child.Is it really heavy?

Ji Qingyan frowned and hurried over.

Qiu Chi hugged him suddenly, with his whole body weight on him: "Hahahaha, I lied to you!"

Ji Qingyan raised his eyebrows, he dared to deceive people, right? He was also addicted to deceiving people.I haven't had time to settle the matter of the exam yesterday, and now I lied to him that I was hurt by being hit by a stone.It seems that being hit by a stone doesn't hurt at all...

Ji Qingyan gritted his teeth, reached out and grabbed his waist directly: "I think you hurt like that just now."

"Hiss——" Qiu Chi shrank back, "Brother! Brother, I was wrong, brother, let go! Flower! The sweet-scented osmanthus will fall later!"

After dinner in the evening, returning to the hotel, Ji Qingyan went to take a shower first, while Qiu Chi sat on the bed and brushed Moments.

Because of this Wenhui Cup, both he and Tong Wei won awards. Qin Jianqiu, as the instructor, is more excited than the two award-winning parties. Now he is continuing to output some crazy literature in the circle of friends.

Good things come in pairs, she was so happy that she was almost speechless, so she could only post to Moments to relieve her hatred!

After quitting WeChat, Qiu Chi opened 12306 and began to check the high-speed rail information in Beijing.He hadn't bought a ticket back to Beijing before, because he didn't know whether Ji Qingyan wanted to go back with him.Ji Qingyan said at the beginning that his mother asked him to come to Shanghai to celebrate the New Year, and now that the New Year is not over, he can't just go back like this.

Thinking of this, he threw his phone on the bed and walked towards the bathroom.

"Brother Yan! Brother Yan?" He knocked rhythmically on the stained glass door of the bathroom, "Hello, hello? Are you there?"

Ji Qingyan was sitting in the bathtub poking bubbles, he raised his head and asked dissatisfiedly, "Why?"

"Hey! Can people come in?"

"No."

"The objection is invalid. I've already come in." As he spoke, Qiu Chi opened the bathroom door a little, and his head popped out of the gap.

"You're still asking me after I've come in?" Ji Qingyan didn't hang up the shower curtain, but he just threw a bath ball in the bathtub, and now it's full of light blue bubbles, completely covering his whole body, Anyway, I'm not afraid to look at it.

He glanced at Qiu Chi and said, "Tell me something quickly." After speaking, he hurried out, it was awkward to stay like this.

Then Qiu Chi pulled a small stool from the side and sat beside the bathtub.

"Why are you sitting here?" Ji Qingyan moved back with a vigilant expression.

Qiu Chi propped his arms on the edge of the bathtub: "I peeked at you taking a bath!" He said it with confidence and reason.

Ji Qingyan curled his lips and said to himself, what do you call peeping, this is rushing in to take a look at it openly, okay?There is a monster in the matter, Qiu Chi must have something in his heart.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say."

"Ji Qingyan, it's time to celebrate the new year, and it's time to go back to Beijing." Qiu Chi lay on the edge of the bathtub and asked, "The hotel will be checking out tomorrow, and I also checked the high-speed rail ticket to go back tomorrow afternoon, do you want to go back?" Come back with me?"

Ji Qingyan thought for a while, Lin Heng said at the beginning that he was to come to Shanghai for the New Year, but this year has not yet passed, and I don't know if he will call to check the post in the future.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qiu Chi said: "Come to my house to celebrate the New Year! Just the two of us, okay?" He lowered his head, "The winter in Beijing is so cold, I don't want to sleep at home alone."

Ji Qingyan stretched out his hand and wiped a ball of foam on his nose: "Then you buy the ticket and count it as mine."

As long as Qiu Chi is by his side, Ji Qingyan doesn't have to be timid and ask for perfection, he can do anything regardless of the consequences.It's good, this year's New Year's Day and New Year's Day are spent by the two of them together.

When the high-speed train stopped at Beijing South Railway Station, Ji Qingyan walked out of the carriage with the pot of sweet-scented osmanthus in his arms. The unique cold wind in the north beat his face with cold air, and it suddenly snowed lightly in Beijing today.

Qiu Chi grabbed his luggage and hurried up from behind, tied a scarf around his neck, and put a wool cap on his head.Qiu Chi said: "It's going to be cold when you go back to Beijing, don't catch cold!" He asked, "Are your hands cold? If it's cold, wear gloves and I'll fetch them!"

Ji Qingyan made him wrap only half of his white face: "No, I'm not cold."

There is a fleeting white vapor between speaking and breathing, and when he raises his head, the sky is covered with fine and salty snowflakes, which seems to herald a spring feast.

Soon it will be a new year.