Green Bamboo Green - Blossoms on the Moshang

Fang Qingqing was relieved to have shared the major events in her life with Qiao Qiuyun and still have this friend.

Her life has also become more and more regular and more planned.I usually live in my own apartment, so I work hard, study, exercise, and write.In the company, she gradually mastered more product information, combined with her expertise, the analysis reports she produced were getting more and more attention.

Usually on Friday night, Cheng Jian would pick her up at the subway station and spend the weekend together.In addition to working overtime and going out to buy daily necessities, the two also spend most of their time at home. Cheng Jian can read or work, and Fang Qingqing spends most of his time studying or writing.

A peaceful and regular life is reassuring and efficient.At the end of May, Fang Qingqing's novel was finished, and she began to publish it on the website one after another.Although it wasn't long, and not many people watched it because of its lack of fame, the reviews were still very good. Fang Qingqing secretly watched it over and over again, feeling happy for a while.

On Thursday, May 2010, 5, when the streets were full of love, Fang Qingqing's 20th birthday came.

In the morning, my mother called to wish her a happy birthday and told her to cook red-skinned eggs. This was her habit when she was a child. It probably symbolized consummation and good luck. At that time, the material standard of living was limited, and eggs were also rare. delicious.

Fang Qingqing did not refuse to perform this ceremony because she grew up. In fact, she quite liked boiled eggs, served with pickled mustard and millet porridge, a simple breakfast, accompanied by greetings from Fang Yiyi and Fang Ruzhen, and then He walked out of the door full of energy and walked towards the subway station in the morning sunshine.

On the way, I received a text message from Qiao Qiuyun wishing her a happy birthday. She didn't ask her if she would like to have dinner together like in previous years. I probably knew that she would not be alone.

In the afternoon, Shen Xiaoya also sent a text message, the same as every year, only a short sentence "Fang Qingqing, happy birthday." It's just that this year is a little later than every year. Presumably pregnant women can't stay up late, so they send it when they wake up in the morning according to London time. give it to her.

All the blessings seemed to be a prelude, and she just wanted to be with Cheng Jian, not to mention celebrating her birthday, she just wanted this person to accompany her through the day.There is some anticipation in my heart, but also a little fear. When something starts, it will be like a rolling snowball, which is difficult to stop.

Unable to concentrate on staying in the office, she stood up, took a deep breath, put on her overalls and planned to go to the workshop.Exit the building and turn right onto a beautiful cul-de-sac.The sun in May made people dizzy even in the afternoon. Fang Qingqing took a few more steps to walk under the shade of the trees. Since this is a newly built factory, the trees are not too tall, but the limited number of trees The shade still blocked most of the harsh sunlight, Fang Qingqing covered her forehead with her hands while walking, and she was already sweating within 10 minutes of the journey.

Walking into the workshop, it immediately cools down. In order to maintain stable product quality, the workshop is basically at a constant temperature.She greeted the familiar team members, and after seeing today's production data, she walked out of the control room and walked towards the product line. She saw several engineers discussing something at the terminal from a distance, but Cheng Jian was absent. As expected, Cheng Jian hadn't been to the branch office for a long time.

Turning around and walking out of the workshop, the sultry weather made her even more irritable.At this time, the phone rang, and she picked it up immediately, and Cheng Jian's cool and smiling voice came from the microphone: "Are you looking for me?"

Fang Qingqing immediately turned to look at the workshop.

"Look up." Cheng Jian's voice sounded again.

Fang Qingqing looked up obediently, and saw a window on the second floor of the factory building open, Cheng Jian poked her head out and looked at her with a smile.

Fang Qingqing also laughed foolishly. She was very happy for a while, but forgot to say anything.

"I can't leave now, let's go back together at night." Cheng Jian said softly on the phone.

"Okay." Fang Qingqing hurriedly responded, she waved her hand, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute." Cheng Jian called her suddenly, then turned and left the window, and came back soon, holding a parasol in her hand. Qingqing smiled and said, "Get out of the way, don't hit you."

Fang Qingqing quickly took two steps back, the umbrella fell on the lawn, she went to pick it up, and said on the phone: "Don't you use it?"

"When I left, the sun was about to set. Go back, it's too hot outside." Cheng Jian smiled and waved her hands, hung up the phone, and left through the window.

Holding an umbrella, Fang Qingqing turned around the office building briskly, as if an umbrella could cover all the heat.Back in the office, Fang Qingqing concentrated on finishing the day's work before leaving get off work, then sorted out the documents and prepared to leave. The colleague laughed and teased her: "I have a date tonight, so happy."

"Is there?" Fang Qingqing said with a guilty conscience.

"My heart is about to fly, let's go."

"No way." Fang Qingqing picked up her bag, ignored the laughter behind her, and quickly walked out of the office.After leaving the factory area, I saw the familiar blue Opel parked by the side of the road.

"Hey, girl, waiting for somebody" Fang Qingqing bent down to look at the people in the car, and asked mischievously.

"Yeah, I'm waiting for my girlfriend." Cheng Jian also looked at her with a smile.

Fang Qingqing felt her face turn red, and hurriedly opened the car door, got in the car and fastened her seat belt, looked ahead and said, "Let's drive." Cheng Jian started the car with a smile and set off.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Cheng Jian changed the subject.

"Go to my place to eat." Fang Qingqing had already bought the food one day in advance.

"Aren't you too tired?" Cheng Jian turned to look at her.

"Not tired." There was joy in the crisp voice.

Cheng Jian didn't say anything, and usually she would follow Fang Qingqing's thoughts.When they arrived at Fang Qingqing's apartment, the two washed their hands. Fang Qingqing went to the kitchen to prepare the dishes, and Cheng Jian also came in to help.The two cooperated tacitly, and quickly completed three dishes and one soup, steamed cod, fried stuffed tofu, stir-fried vegetable assorted, shrimp vermicelli and cabbage soup.They are all light, but basically the same taste as the two of them.

After all the dishes were put on the table, Fang Qingqing opened a bottle of red wine that she bought specially, poured it for the two of them, raised her glass and looked at Cheng Jian, and said with a smile, "Happy birthday to me."

Cheng Jian was a little surprised: "Today is your birthday? I should have said earlier, I didn't prepare anything, and I asked you to cook."

"I like to cook for you, as long as you are willing to accompany me." Fang Qingqing doesn't mind at all, because she will have a better gift tonight.

"Wait a minute, I'll make you a bowl of longevity noodles." Cheng Jian got up and went to the kitchen.

Fang Qingqing didn't stop her, and helped her find bread and vegetables.Cheng Jian's noodles are very simple. Boil the water, scald the vegetables, set aside to cool, pour part of the hot soup into a large bowl with the ingredients, and cook the rest of the noodles.

The pot was steaming, and Cheng Jian occasionally stirred the noodles with chopsticks to prevent the hot soup from overflowing.Soon the noodles were cooked, Cheng Jian neatly arranged the noodles in a bowl, and then put the hot vegetables on it, and a bowl of longevity noodles was ready.

Fang Qingqing looked at her back, feeling soft in her heart, she really wanted to go up to hug Cheng Jian and lean on her for a while.Maybe it was because her eyes were too hot, Cheng Jian looked back at her with a smile, then covered her green cheek with one hand, kissed her lips with her head sideways, and said softly: "Happy Birthday, my girl."

Back at the dining table, Fang Qingqing looked at the simple and light bowl of plain noodles in front of her. This was the first person besides her mother to make longevity noodles for her.Ever since I was in college, I haven’t had my birthday at home, so I haven’t eaten for at least seven or eight years.

Cheng Jian looked at her, smiled and said, "Try it, it must not be as delicious as yours."

Fang Qingqing picked up the noodles, her eyes were moist in the hot air, she lowered her head and took a bite, then smiled and said to Cheng Jian, "It's delicious."

The two chatted while eating. Although the food was a little cold, it did not affect the appetite of the two.After eating, the two washed the dishes together.

"Would you like to go out for a walk together later?" Fang Qingqing suggested.She made a lot of requests today, probably because she wanted to be self-willed on her birthday. After all, she has been sensible for too long and has no chance to be self-willed.

Cheng Jian had no objection at all, and drove her to the riverside far away from the scenic spot, where there were not so many people.On an early summer night, the cool evening breeze by the river blows away the heat of the day, and there are people walking in twos and threes nearby, which is a rare comfort.

The two of them didn't talk too much, they walked side by side by the river holding hands, this is a relatively open city, no matter if they are friends or lovers, there are not many surprised eyes around, a flower seller who looks like a student is eager to try Come over to greet the business, Fang Qingqing dragged Cheng Jian away before he came over.

Cheng Jian smiled silently, Fang Qingqing was sometimes very shy and wanted to hide in the crowd to find a sense of security, and would never like to walk here with flowers.Cheng Jian didn't intend to change her either, just be herself who Fang Qingqing is.

"Cheng Jian, when is your birthday?"

"December 1."

"When you are abroad, do you feel homesick?"

"Yes, so I'm back."

"Did you have any dreams as a child?"

"Ideal," Cheng Jian leaned on the railing, thought for a while and said, "When I was a child, I wished I had something like a propeller on Doraemon's head, so I could fly anywhere at any time."

"That's why you learned how to make aircraft?" Fang Qingqing asked curiously.

"Maybe." Cheng Jian said with a smile.

The two chatted without saying a word. Fang Qingqing was a little curious about Cheng Jian, and Cheng Jian answered her questions patiently and candidly.

When the night was getting colder, Cheng Jian sent Fang Qingqing back to the apartment. She was actually not sure whether Fang Qingqing wanted to let her stay, after all, it felt like something would happen if she stayed at such a night.

The car stopped, and neither of them got out of the car. Cheng Jian was waiting for Fang Qingqing's decision, and Fang Qingqing was giving herself enough courage.

"Cheng Jian, can you stay tonight?"

When Cheng Jian covered Qingqing's body above her, Fang Qingqing's heart was beating like thunder and her hands and feet were weak, but in the dim light, she still looked at the person in front of her with bright eyes.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Jian said softly.

"I don't know what to do." Fang Qingqing's voice was small.

"You just need to feel it, and then follow your heart."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Jian's kiss fell, lips, ears, neck, chest, all the way seemed to be on fire.Fang Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable. She understood what this reaction was. She really wanted to grab something, so she held Cheng Jian's hand. The two hands, which were also slender and well-articulated, clasped their fingers tightly together, feeling each other's warmth together. , each other's strength.

Until that moment came, Fang Qingqing seemed to have entered another world, she straightened her body and forgot to breathe.

"Breathe, baby." Cheng Jian's hoarse voice was full of charm, and she pulled Fang Qingqing back. The breath she exhaled was so hot that it seemed to ignite everything around her.

Gradually subsided, Cheng Jian held her in his arms and kissed her.

"Cheng Jian."

"Ah."

"Cheng Jian."

"I'm here."

The next day, there was just a little light on the curtains. Fang Qingqing opened her eyes, a little dazed, and spread her palms towards the window, as if she was stretching her waist, or testing the light again.

After waking up a bit, she turned around and saw the sleeping person with her back facing her.Her hair was a little messy, revealing the contours of her ears, and a thin quilt was draped around her waist. Her usually straight figure was now slightly thinner, and her fair skin was warm and inviting in the dark.

Fang Qingqing leaned forward slowly, kissed Cheng Jian's shoulder, then leaned her ears and hair on the back of her neck, breathing in her scent.Fang Qingqing never knew that she would be so fascinated by a person's body, that she wanted to be inseparable, to be embedded in her own flesh and blood.

"Are you a puppy, you smell it." Cheng Jian's slightly hoarse voice was full of undisguised pampering.

"You smell so sweet." Fang Qingqing closed her eyes and murmured, as if she was going to sleep again.

The corners of Cheng Jian's mouth curled up, and she turned to look at someone who was drowsy again, kissed her forehead, and then pressed her chin against the top of her head, feeling her breath on the sensitive skin, and fell asleep again.

When Fang Qingqing woke up, there was no one on the opposite side, and a ray of wanton sunlight cast shadows on the messy quilt.She turned around and saw Cheng Jian standing in front of the window. The thin and loose pajamas were shining brightly in the sunlight, and her wonderful body was looming.

In the backlight, Fang Qingqing saw Shen Xiaoya in a trance, that morning in Montenegro, her appearance in the backlight was always warm and pale yellow.

It was once empty, but now it is filled again, she knows who the person in front of her is, there is no confusion, no replacement, she is just grateful that she is so lucky to meet such a person again in her life, can love and be loved, can share each other's feelings Life can be accompanied in a chaotic and lonely world.