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

Guo Qilin came back on the fifth day of the lunar new year, which also happened to be his birthday.It was agreed the day before that I would have dinner with some fellow apprentices in the evening.Mu Qing went back to her place at noon to get the gift she was going to give him, a painting, a picture of the birth of a unicorn.This painting was actually drawn a long time ago. The draft was collected in the Northeast in October last year. It took two months to complete, and the mounting was also done by Mu Qing herself.

After the painting was installed, Mu Qing saw that it was still early, so she started to tidy up the house briefly, watering and pruning the flowers, and wiping the dust off the furniture.Guo Qilin had just finished finishing when he came to pick her up.She went downstairs with her things and gave him a hug first when she got in the car. "Happy birthday, dear Dalin."

It was the first time she called him that, Guo Qilin smiled and kissed her behind the ear twice. "I like it when you call me that."

Mu Qing only felt that the butterfly bone from the back of the ear was about to be shattered, so she rubbed against his shoulder twice, straightened up, took out a key from her pocket, and locked the door lock. "this is for you."

Guo Qilin clenched the key tightly in his hand, gritted his molars, stretched out his hand to caress her temples, and said with a gentle smile. "This is the best birthday present ever."

Mu Qing pursed her lips, raised her hand and patted his chest twice. "Fool, this is not a birthday present." She said, and gave him the box that Guo Qilin hadn't noticed. "that's."

Guo Qilin took the box in his hand and opened it directly.The black and blue night sky, the star river is bright, and the five-colored beasts of red, orange, black, blue, and gold step down from the clouds. The colors of the whole painting are rich and heavy, but the style of the painting is full of auspiciousness and peace.

"I've been painting for a long time." He knew how busy she was some time ago, and he didn't know how much effort and time she would spend on such a painting.

She knew what he was thinking, and put the painting away with a smile. "I started the draft in October and drew it slowly. It didn't take much time."

"Qingqing." He called out in a low voice, took her hand and squeezed it hard.

Mu Qing shook his hand and squeezed his thumb with a smile. "Let's drive."

Guo Qilin kissed the back of her hand, and drove straight to the reserved hotel.It was still early for the appointment time, and the two entered the box, sitting next to each other and talking.Mu Qing was a little nervous, not because of stage fright, but because she took it too seriously.No matter how confident he is in himself, he still cannot avoid worrying, fearing that the seniors who watched him grow up and who grew up with him will have a bad impression of him.

"Don't be afraid, they're all very nice." He could feel her nervousness, not because she was so obvious, but after careful study, Mu Qing didn't show any nervousness at all.But he just knew, almost intuitively, she worried.

"What if you think I'm not good enough for you?" She pursed her lips, her tone not anxious.She is a very confident person, but when it comes to love, once she cares about it, even a confident person will worry about gains and losses at a certain moment.

"No, look at you, you are beautiful, talented, and versatile." He held her with one hand and stroked her hair with the other. "Look at me again. I look like this. I haven't graduated from middle school yet..."

Mu Qing bit her lower lip and pinched the soft flesh around his waist. It didn't hurt, but it was a little itchy.Guo Qilin smiled and hugged her, bowed and hid aside. "What's wrong?"

"Guo Qilin." She called him by his full name, holding his face in both hands, and the two looked at each other, looking directly at each other. "You are perfect, especially perfect in my eyes."

He pinched the tip of her nose, leaned over to kiss her, this kiss didn't have any sexual color, and he left after two or three seconds. "Qingqing is also the most perfect, so don't be afraid at all."

His words seemed to give her a reassurance, and the little anxiety and tension dissipated instantly.

Today's dinner party is relatively complete, and everyone who is well-connected and free has come, including the agent.It was like going on stage, most of the partners came in pairs, and there were also three or four together, and the table was full.There were so many people and it was naturally lively, especially since the theme of this meeting was meeting Guo Qilin's girlfriend, everyone naturally interrupted and made fun of him. black photo.Compared with the current Guo Qilin, those black photos are unbearable to look at directly, but in Mu Qing's eyes, they are extra cute.

It wasn't too late for the game to end, the men all drank some wine, each took a taxi and called a driver to go back.Guo Qilin still went back to live in the Rose Garden, and Zhang Yunlei also returned.Mu Qing didn't drink, so she drove the two of them off first.

Zhang Yunlei accompanied Guo Qilin at the gate to watch Mu Qing drive the car away a little bit, and beat him with his hand. "Dalin, you have a good eye."

Guo Qilin lowered his head and rubbed the box containing the painting with his hand, and when he looked up again, his eyes were bright, with a gentle and proud expression on his face. "She's very nice."

Zhang Yunlei suddenly felt that he had been abused, and his teeth became sore.

Guo Qilin went to Hangzhou two days ago. There is a variety show to be recorded, and there is also a guest movie that needs to be confirmed in the past.Mu Qing basically stays in the courtyard to draw and read books. She lives in the courtyard for holidays. Her aunt goes home for the holidays. The older the elders are, the older she is.So as long as she is here, there is basically no need for the second elder to do anything.

Mu Xingbing loves sweets and meat, so Mu Qing tends to favor the old man's taste in cooking.Brush large pieces of cooked pork belly with soy sauce on the skin while it is hot, pierce fine holes with a toothpick, and fry in a frying pan until golden and the skin is bubbly.Take it out, put it in ice water, cut thin slices of meat skin down and put it into a bowl, then put the washed and chopped dried plums into dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, cooking wine, sugar, and salt, stir-fry to taste, then fill the bowl into the pot and steam over high heat .The pigeon and yam soup that was cooked in the middle of the afternoon on the stove next to it was mixed with dried plums and meat, and it was delicious.

The old lady sat at the table to help her granddaughter, breaking off the small baby vegetables and throwing them into the basin, and then changed them into vinegar. "It's Valentine's Day tomorrow, why don't you go out on a date?"

"Dalin is in Hangzhou, so he can't come back." Mu Qing was cutting the ingredients in her hand without raising her head.

Although the old lady is not young, she is still very fashionable. Some Internet words and apps are very familiar. "Not wronged?"

Mu Qing smiled, and washed the cabbage that the old lady had broken. "It's not a must-have festival, don't feel wronged."

Looking at the child she was raising, the old lady had expected in her heart that she would answer like this, and it was definitely not pretending to comfort her, but she still had something to say. "In this line of work, he is doomed to spend a lot of time running around and not being able to get home. It's okay if the time is short, but after years of doing this, it is inevitable that he will not be there when you need him by your side. Three or five times is acceptable, but How about more? Feelings are the most unbearable."

"I know." Mu Qing didn't turn around, and didn't even stop the movement of her hands. "In the future, I will definitely not have to work at work, and I can run around with him when I have time. It's okay if I can't. Love doesn't have to be each other's vassal. We are all independent individuals. And, to put it bluntly, my spiritual world Enough to be rich enough to be self-satisfied, not to be bored and lonely.”

The old lady touched the jade bracelet on her wrist, and looked at the back of her little granddaughter approvingly. "You can figure it out yourself."

"Your granddaughter, I've been thinking about things I don't understand." Mu Qing turned around and glanced at her grandma with a bright smile. The beauty under the light was moving.

Guo Qilin has a recording at night, and I don't know when it will be finished, so I told her to go to bed on time early, don't wait for him.Mu Qing read the book for a while, and sent Guo Qilin a WeChat message to report that she was going to sleep, so she turned off the lights and slept until dawn.

In the late winter, when there is just a little light outside, the house is still dark.She turned on the bedside lamp, opened the thermos cup and drank two sips of water, and left it overnight, the temperature was just right for her mouth, and the chaotic drowsiness left after eating was washed away.She opened WeChat with her mobile phone, and Guo Qilin sent a message at two o'clock in the morning, with only four words: Good night, kiss.

Mu Qing smiled and showed a row of small white teeth, her mood was extraordinarily bright.She got up and dressed, shook out the quilt and spread it out again, and went out to practice morning exercises in a small park not far away.The people walking in this park are all the neighbors nearby, some of whom can be called by name and some of whom are familiar with each other.After Mu Qing exercised her muscles and bones, she joined the neighbor's grandfather who played the piano for a while, and then turned around.On the way, I bought tofu nao, fried cakes and pancakes for breakfast.After that, it was the same as usual, reading calligraphy and painting.

When the phone rang, she was drawing a picture of a butterfly orchid. She thought it was Guo Qilin who got up to call her, but the call came from an unfamiliar number, saying that the courier was waiting outside the door to sign for it.She hung up the phone and put on her coat to go out, thinking about how the things she bought online could arrive so quickly, she had no clue.

The metal hinge of the courtyard door was a little sluggish in the cold temperature, and when the door was opened, it made a "crack--" sound.There was no one in the alley, only a few cats lazily basking in the sun.Mu Qing was puzzled, and reached out to get the phone, but before she could reach it, she heard Guo Qilin's familiar voice calling her. "Qingqing."

She looked over in search of fame, Guo Qilin was standing in front of the door of the next house with a bouquet in his arms, apparently just hiding in the eaves of the house.She took two steps towards him, and seeing him coming towards her, she stopped and waited for him.

He walked up to her in a few steps and hugged her into his arms.She can smell the fragrance because it's so close, it's her favorite Austin rose.She wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face between his shoulders and neck, and took a deep breath of his scent.She really didn't care if she couldn't pass the festival, but how could he not be pleasantly surprised when he appeared in front of her like this.

He was still holding the tweed, and hugged her not tightly, kissed her temples sideways, and said with a smile in his voice. "Qingqing, I'm still hungry."

Mu Qing let go and touched his face. "Wait for me to go in and say something."

Guo Qilin nodded, watched her trot into the yard, and came out with her bag in less than 2 minutes, and asked him with a smile. "How did you get here? What do you want to eat?"

"Driving, stop at the entrance of the alley." Guo Qilin handed her the flowers and reached out to help her button her coat. "The restaurant is booked."

"Why did you come back? I slept so late last night. I don't mind if I don't come back." She pinched his fingertips and said distressedly.

"He came back from the high-speed rail." He also shook her hand vigorously and squeezed it. "Our first Valentine's Day, how can we not pass it."

Mu Qing shook hands, and the two of them pouted. "Guo Qilin, why are you so nice?"

"Where does this come from, that's all right?" He raised his hand and flicked her forehead. "Brother promises to treat you better in the future." Mu Qing nodded solemnly, and after nodding, the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile, which was extraordinarily sweet.

Guo Qilin ordered a western restaurant, and said on the way that he called Gao Xiaobao on the phone.The restaurant is not too far away, and she felt sorry for him traveling all the way, so she let him sit in the co-pilot and drive by herself.

When he arrived, he took her hand and clasped his fingers tightly into the restaurant.I booked a small private room, afraid of being photographed secretly like the last time I had dinner with friends. It's not that he is so famous now that someone will follow him, but some media like to use him to make up the number.Moreover, Mu Qing wasn't ready to make it public, he knew it.

The private room is very romantic, with flowers, scented candles, and balloons, which fits the atmosphere of Valentine's Day.

"You arranged it?" Mu Qing turned to look at him, her tone was not very sure, it was not that she suspected that Guo Qilin didn't have such romantic qualities, but she knew that he would come back from the high-speed train for more than six hours in the morning, so she bought it again. I spent it in a courtyard, and there was no time to do these in the middle.

"Ask Brother Hang to help you make it." He scratched his hair in embarrassment, reached out to hug her, and spoke in an apologetic voice. "I should arrange these myself, but I'm too busy. Qingqing, do you mind?"

"Mind what? Do you mind that you are so busy that you would rather come back to spend the holidays with me if you don't have a good rest?" Mu Qing sighed and looked up at him. Under the light, there seemed to be thousands of stars in her eyes, bright and gentle. "Guo Qilin, I don't care about these festivals at all. As long as you like me. Really! So, don't think so much, just feel happy and happy when you are with me." She reached out and touched Touched his cheek, opened and closed his mouth, blinked his eyes, and still spoke. "As long as you like each other, what does it matter who pays more and loves more? It's not a business, it must be fair. If one day I don't like you and feel unhappy with you, then I will Tell you bluntly. On the contrary, I hope you will do the same."

"Qingqing, I love you." Guo Qilin kissed her lightly on her forehead, eyes, cheeks, nose tip, and chin.He was too aware of the weight of the promise, so he never dared to say it easily, but at this moment, he was able to blurt it out firmly to her. "I will love you forever."

She tiptoed slightly, kissed his lower lip, and replied: "Okay."

He buried his face in her neck and shoulders, hugged her to calm his inner emotional fluctuations, and after a while, he patted her on the back. "There are gifts on the table, do you want to see them?"

Mu Qing nodded and went to see the gift as she said.A pink carton with a yellow lambskin bag inside.The new season, the price is not cheap.Mu Qing liked the color quite a bit, but when she took it out and looked closely, she felt that the weight was wrong. When she opened it, she found a bottle of perfume and a few lipsticks inside.She looked at Guo Qilin who was already sitting next to her, dumbfounded. "Why so many?"

"I didn't buy it all at once." He licked his lips, his eyes shy. "It's all unintentional, and I think it suits you."

Mu Qing doesn't lack these things, but just like when she sees something and thinks whether it is suitable for Guo Qilin, this kind of heart is more precious than anything else.At this moment, Mu Qing felt that she should really thank Tao Yang, otherwise where would she know such a good Guo Qilin.

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