lover beside

Chapter 401

Qing Huan didn't hear Qing Jin's answer for a long time, so he rushed over and asked loudly, "Do you want to add eggs and vegetables for you?" You didn't finish speaking, Qing Huan froze at the door of the room.

In the palm of Qing Jin, those photos had been squeezed into a ball of white waste paper.

"Qing Jin, what are you doing!" Qing Huan was in a hurry, and rushed in to snatch back those bunches of photos, smoothing them out one by one sadly.

In the kitchen, the pot that was cooking noodles on the fire slammed, and the sound of overflowing water rushed over.Qing Huan hugged the photo sadly and rushed out the door. When she turned around, Qing Jin could see a glint of crystal flashing in the corner of Qing Huan's eyes.

Qing Jin also hit her head hard in frustration.Why did he do that just now?Not only can't solve the dilemma in my heart, but it will only make Qing Huan sad.

How much Qing Huan likes photography, even if others don't know, doesn't he know?When they were young, when two people were sitting on the roof to enjoy the cool, Qing Huan would put his hands together to form a viewfinder frame, and look at the stars in the sky through the viewfinder from a distance, and see the flickering lights of the world in the distance... …Every photo of her is the crystallization of her painstaking efforts, and she is willing to buy film and developed photos only after saving her own pocket money for a long time.So no matter what the subject of Qing Huan's photo is, it must be the work of her exhausted effort. He really shouldn't be so reckless.

After all, the noodles in the pot were boiled into a pot of paste as Qing Jin reminded before.At that time, Huafeng Yi noodles tasted good, but it was a pity that the noodles had less gluten, so they couldn't help cooking.

Looking at the mess in the pot, Qing Huan felt even more sad.The mood that was happily thinking about eating noodles before suddenly dissipated.

Just as he was hesitating how to deal with the soft and mushy noodles in the pot, a hand suddenly reached out and snatched the pot from Qing Huan's hand. The boy's voice came muffled, "I'll do it. You go over there and wait." on."

Qing Huan's heart skipped a beat, and she felt that the tears in her eyes could not be held back.The grievances spread.

"Qing Jin, why did you do this? Did my photo offend you just because I didn't show it to you? You and I are not children anymore, how could we do such a childish thing?" Qing Huan held the photo slightly with his finger trembling.

Qing Jin frowned, turned around and dumped the pasty noodles into the trash can, not knowing what to say, just said dully, "I'm sorry."

Qing Huan shook his head.In fact, from childhood to adulthood, their generation has been educated in this way: when an older sister must yield to younger siblings, she must never compete with younger siblings for anything.In fact, Qing Jin had damaged many of her beloved toys when she was a child, but she just smiled and let it go, she was willing to spoil her younger brother.

But today, she was really sad.The dream of entering the photography agency has just been shattered, and the unreachable figure in the photo has been turned into a mess.Could it be that none of her dreams could come true?Why, this resistance still comes from the younger brother who I have valued the most since I was a child?
Qing Huan walked to the sofa with the photo in his arms.I'm afraid that if I stay in the kitchen again, I won't be able to hold back the tears.If that's the case, I'm afraid it will make Qing Jin even more uncomfortable, right?
Perhaps, he is still a child, and he is still childish in doing things.She didn't let him see it before, so he must have gotten into trouble.

In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to show it to Qing Jin, she just - secretly regards the elegant figure in white clothes in the photo as her exclusive secret.

When a girl reaches the age of 16, she will have her own secret after all, right?Just like the line in Xi Murong's poem: "The flowering season at the age of 16 only blooms once."

A bowl of delicious noodles was placed on the glass coffee table with a "boom".Qing Huan raised her head to look at Qing Jin, the boy's face was still tense, a little dodging her gaze, seeming depressed and ashamed.

Qing Huan sighed softly, and then smiled, "Qing Jin, how did you cook a bowl of instant noodles into the finished noodles in the restaurant? It's so beautiful." The green vegetables are green, the eggs are tender, and the noodles are lying on the ground in a vigorous way. In the tooth-white soup, the warm aroma is tangy.It's not like she cooks noodles at all, cooking is the only purpose.

What else?This is my younger brother, the person I cherish and value the most.Even if he ruined her photo, she would have to save pocket money for a while to develop it again, but she was still a sister, and she couldn't be angry with her brother forever.

Qing Jin's face turned red, and seeing Qing Huan smiling with tears in her eyes but a red nose, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.It turned out that seeing her sad was already more painful to him.

The young man grabbed the photo in Qing Huan's hand, murmured, and finally announced like a voice of Jinshi, "Leave it to me."

Qing Huan was startled, "Qing Jin, you?"

Qing Jin sighed and smiled, and couldn't help stretching out her long arms to rub Qing Huan's hair, "Don't worry, I won't ruin your hard work again."

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Seeing his mother standing in his room smiling, Ziheng blushed instinctively, rushed in one step ahead, and stood between his mother and the photo on the wall, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Zhou Yueyi smiled, "I came in to help you clean up the room, but I didn't expect to find a treasure."

On the wall, golden sunlight came in, just reflecting on the few framed photos.The reflection of the glass makes the boy in white glisten among the golden ginkgo trees even more dazzling.

In fact, nothing can be seen from this photo alone, but Ziheng couldn't stop his face from beating warmly, "Ah, Mom. This is a photography club holding an art festival, so I was just caught as a model. Mom, do you think this photo is really good?" How are you doing?"

Zhou Yueyi smiled, "Stupid son, still lying to your mother and me? Don't forget, your mother and I usually have to replace your father to attend many cultural and artistic occasions. Although your mother and I have no artistic accomplishment, a scene After watching a film festival, you can more or less see a way."

Zhou Yueyi turned around and stared into Ziheng's eyes, "I can tell that this is a film made by a girl. The technique is still lacking, and the exposure needs to be improved, but——she is very delicate, and the emotions she expresses are very moving."

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