[Guo Qilin fan] The love of the young class leader

Guo Qilin's trip to learn calligraphy lasted until the beginning of December, sometimes for two or three days in a row, and sometimes for a day or two to go to work.They do their own things, and sometimes they can not say a word for a long time, and sometimes they can talk so much that they forget the business of writing and painting.This kind of getting along makes him feel very comfortable. He doesn't have to be cautious everywhere, and he doesn't have to think about whether a word he said will cause trouble or harm to others.Relaxation is his most real feeling in front of Mu Qing.

When he came, the two of them would basically eat together, sometimes going out, and sometimes doing it by themselves.Guo Qilin likes to eat meat, and eats less green vegetables, and Mu Qing also prefers to eat meat, so the two of them can eat together.Today is dinner at home as usual, and the two of them have a tacit understanding that one is in charge and the other is a helper.

In the evening, she is going to make spicy beef, cola chicken wings and dry pot cabbage.The chicken wings were already stewed, and she was cutting the beef. Guo Qilin washed the celery and used it as a side dish for stir-fried beef.The kitchen is still big enough for two people to be busy, and it would be too crowded for another person.

"In the next half month, I may not be able to come here to practice calligraphy." He put the washed celery next to the cutting board, leaned against the refrigerator to dry his hands with paper, grabbed a head of garlic and peeled it, and whispered to her.

"Are there work arrangements?" She put the cut beef in a bowl, added cooking wine, oil and light soy sauce, and put it aside to marinate, then washed her hands and chopped celery.

"I'm going abroad tomorrow, and I'll be back in about a week. After that, there will be a New Year's Eve special, and I won't have much free time." He watched her chop up the celery in twos and twos, and then went to get the cabbage.

"What time is the flight tomorrow?" Mu Qing asked him, feeling a little itchy on his face, and rubbed the back of his hand, messing up his hair.Guo Qilin smiled and helped her pin her hair behind her ears, her little finger touched the pinna of her ear, and pulled it back with a whoosh.

"It's past eight o'clock, it seems." He put the peeled garlic in a small bowl, and smelled his hands to see if it smelled.

"It's so early, what about breakfast?"

"Don't eat, or have a casual bite at the airport." He said casually, with a tone that he was used to this kind of routine.Mu Qing's hands didn't stop, she quickly tore up the cabbage and went to burn the oil, the beef was going to be deep-fried. "You have to go out at six o'clock in the morning?"

"Well, that's it." He watched her burn the oil, and moved closer to her. "Want to fry something? Let me fry it, be careful not to hit you with oil."

Mu Qing turned to look at him, raised her eyebrows and smiled. "You're not afraid to blow up my kitchen."

As soon as she said that, he remembered that two days ago he said to show her his cooking skills, at least he also participated in a certain cooking variety show to practice his skills.In the end, not to mention the pot was burnt, he even made a bowl.Scratching his hair in embarrassment, he chuckled twice and stepped aside.

Mu Qing pursed her lips and poured the meat into the pot with a thud, the hot oil stimulated the aroma of meat and fat, making people panic.He stood by the door and watched her cook. He watched it countless times these days, but he couldn't get enough of it.

After dinner, Mu Qing didn't chat and drink tea with him as usual, but told him to go home quickly to tidy up and go to bed early.Guo Qilin knew her kindness, so there was nothing wrong with it.

After seeing him off, Mu Qing sat on the sofa for a while and went upstairs to draw.But she didn't paint for long today, she washed up and went to bed around ten o'clock, and set an alarm on her mobile phone before going to bed.

Guo Qilin's luggage had been packed a long time ago. After returning home and washing up, he lay in bed and read a book.It was like a movie in his mind, frame by frame flashed through the scenes since he and Mu Qing met.Thinking about it carefully, he actually fell in love with her at first sight.If you don't have a good impression when you meet for the first time, you won't be able to maintain the subsequent contacts.Starting from appearance, falling into talent, and being loyal to character can probably sum up the whole process of his liking her.

There is no doubt about her appearance, Mu Qing is very beautiful, and she is not the kind of vulgar beauty, she has a kind of classical beauty.She doesn't wear makeup most of the time, and the makeup is light makeup, and he doesn't seem to have seen her wearing any jewelry.In all the pictures he could think of, she was very quiet and calm, even with a kind of simple elegance.

There is nothing to criticize about her talent, her paintings are unique and very aura, otherwise she wouldn't be spotted by famous directors.He originally thought that it was rare for her to sing so well in Peking opera, but he didn't want to go to her place all the time recently to find out that her pipa and huqin are both professional.

Character, he believes that a girl who can pick up trash and help the old man pick things up in the heavy rain must have a soft and kind heart.Moreover, he believed in his own eyes.

That night, Guo Qilin had a dream. In the dream, the sun was shining and the spring breeze was warm. The little girl was smiling and lying in his arms, charming and well-behaved.When the alarm clock rang, he hadn't escaped from the dream for a while, and looked into his arms in a daze, it was empty.The hard part of his lower body hurt a little, he wiped his face with his hands, turned over and waited for the desire to dissipate.

It is normal for teenagers to have some reactions in the morning, and he is not ashamed of it.But it's true that I haven't had a spring dream for a long time. The last time seemed to be when I was in adolescence.He silently recited a long passage in his heart, and got up to wash after his body returned to normal.The mint flavor of toothpaste stimulated the brain to wake up quickly. Guo Qilin looked at himself in the mirror with messy hair and eye gums at the corners of his eyes. He suddenly realized that he not only liked her, but he had fallen in love with her before long. up.Maybe it was when we sang Pingtan through the microphone, maybe it was when we asked him to sleep, maybe it was when we met for the first time.He couldn't explain clearly, and there was no need to think clearly.All he knew was that he had met her just yesterday, but he missed her so much and wanted to see her so much.

He closed his eyes hard, and even brushed his teeth a little harder, as if to vent his thoughts.The phone kept ringing outside, guessing it was a call from the manager to see if he got up, he went to the living room and grabbed the phone, but didn't see the caller ID, and walked to the bathroom while feeding him indistinctly with toothpaste foam.

"Brother Qilin?" There was a slight trill in the clear voice, which was very familiar, knowing that he was missing just now.

Surprised, Guo Qilin held the phone in front of his eyes to confirm the incoming call, it was Mu Qing.He took two quick steps to spit out the toothpaste froth in his mouth, and asked in surprise. "Late? What's the matter?"

He was a little worried when he heard the sound of wind coming from the microphone and her deep breathing. "You're out there? Is something wrong?"

Mu Qing heard the anxiety in his tone, wrapped herself in the down jacket in the cold wind, and smiled slightly. "It's okay, don't worry."

Guo Qilin's heart dropped to the ground, and just as he was about to speak, Mu Qing answered on the other end. "What building and number do you live in? I made breakfast for you."

At this moment, he couldn't tell what he was feeling.It was sweet, sour and satisfying, and there was even a hint of grievance, which filled his chest so full that he couldn't even speak.

"Brother Qilin?" She hesitated and even called him cautiously. Guo Qilin wiped his face and saw that his eyes in the mirror were red.

"I'll go down to pick you up." He said, and when Mu Qing said no, he followed firmly. "I'll take you."

Mu Qing didn't object anymore, she said yes, and hung up the phone.Guo Qilin wiped the toothpaste froth from his mouth, and before he even had time to wipe his face, he put on his down jacket and went out of the house.Before dawn, the winter wind was howling, and it was very cold just listening to it.In the foyer, he saw Mu Qing standing outside the glass door, wearing a long white down jacket with a tightly buttoned hat, and a dark thermal bag at his feet, standing with his back to the door under the light.

"Later." He opened the door and called her, picking up the bag on the ground before her, it was quite heavy.

There was a blush on her face after the cold wind blowing, and she looked the most beautiful in the world when she smiled. "There's porridge inside. If you don't have time at home, take it to the car to eat some. Go up and clean it up, I'll be back."

Guo Qilin was afraid that she would turn around and leave, so he reached out to grab her wrist, but he was too anxious, so he grabbed her hand.It's not that the hands of the two have never touched each other before, but it was because she led him to write, and the disturbance in her heart was not big.Now his heart is full of affection, holding her cold hand is like holding the whole world.

She didn't pull her hand out, and stood there without speaking.Guo Qilin had a thousand words in his heart, but he knew that now was not the right time, so he only asked in a low voice in the end. "What time did you wake up?"

She smiled, lowering her eyelids slightly. "It's not too early, you go up, time is tight."

He squeezed her fingertips vigorously and said solemnly. "Mu Qing, wait for me to come back."

She looked up at him with a smile, but didn't respond to the words. "Go up. Don't rush, take your time."

Guo Qilin recognized her pun, and knowingly let go of her hand, nodded, and watched her walk into the dark morning.

He went back to the house with his things, and opened the bag first without taking off his clothes.There is a quite large thermos bucket inside, even chopsticks, spoons and paper bowls are prepared, and there are two big ones, one small and three plastic crisper boxes, which contain steamed stuffed buns, paste and small pickles.Looking at it, you can tell that it is all handmade, and the quantity is enough for three or four people. It is thoughtful and thoughtful.Guo Qilin only felt that her heart was burning. She didn't talk about it too early, but these things couldn't be done in two hours. She probably woke up at three o'clock in the morning.He didn't know how to describe this girl. He liked her, and it was obvious to each other.She was so attentive and kind to him, but she didn't respond to what he said that was half a confession just now.

The phone rang in his pocket, and the agent sent a message saying that he would be downstairs in 10 minutes and told him to pack up quickly.Guo Qilin sighed, put the thermal bag back on, and went into the bathroom to wash up.After I changed my clothes, checked my luggage and documents, and took my luggage downstairs, it was naturally impossible to forget to go early.

Gao Xiaobao was already waiting outside the car, helped him put his luggage in the trunk, and followed him into the driver's seat.The agent poked Gu Gu's phone in the backseat, seeing that Guo Qilin still had a bag in his hand, he couldn't help asking. "What did you take?"

"Early." He said, reached out to open the thermal bag, and took everything out.

Yin Hang looked at the food, looked at him, put down his phone and moved towards him. "Are you living with someone?"

"No." He frowned, and when he answered, he was a little sullen and inexplicably unhappy.But I took out the last fresh-keeping box and looked at the few medicine boxes at the bottom, and felt sour and sweet in my heart. If I really want to taste it carefully, it should be more sweet.There are four kinds of medicines under the heat preservation bag, medicine for stomach, medicine for digestion, medicine for cold and medicine for diarrhea.

"Da Lin, tell me the truth, are you talking about love or not?" Yin Hang asked while eating a steamed bun, and Gao Xiaobao in front of him also listened with pricked ears, his nose was filled with the meaty smell of the steamed stuffed bun, and he couldn't help but sigh. . "Is this my aunt's handicraft?"

Guo Qilin kicked the driver's seat, and shook his head while pouring out the porridge, without saying a word.

"I'll bring you breakfast early in the morning, so I'll make it myself, right?" Yin Hang saw him nodding, and continued. "It's so obvious that it's not done yet. You don't like him?"

Guo Qilin glanced at him and lowered his head to eat. "No, let's talk about it after the busy period."

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