I Don’t Want This White Moonlight Anymore!

This year is much harder for a few people, and Yan Qiaochun is happy with the naked eye.

At the dinner table, she kept filling Zhao Yinqing's bowl with vegetables, all she did not like.

Zhao Yinqing didn't say anything, but stammer with his head buried.

In the middle, she paid more attention to Fu Guoxing. This middle-aged man is not very good at talking about sweet things, but he does everything practical. He pours water and picks up paper. A table of dishes circulates in front of Zhao Yinqing, with a smile on his face. With a naive attitude, it was different from the men who appeared next to Yan Qiaochun in the past.

She also took care of Yan Qiaochun a lot, and she was a kind of careful and proper one.

Zhao Yinqing usually eats quickly, pours some soup, puts some dishes, digs into his mouth and it's done.

Today, I took a long time to sit down, and I ate two bites of cake before leaving the table.

Yan Qiaochun glanced at her unexpectedly and said, "Did you finish?"

"Ok."

"So fast, then you can sit for a while, or take a nap, and then leave after dinner today."

Zhao Yinqing pulled the chair away, stood up, and said, "Look again."

"It's this once a year, so stay with your mother for a while." Yan Qiaochun smiled at her, a little flattering.

"I have nothing to do here." Zhao Yinqing said.

Yan Qiaochun: "Sleep watching TV, or go shopping with me?"

Zhao Yinqing frowned, his resistance was obvious.

Fu Ze interrupted and said: "You can also spell models."

Zhao Yinqing looked at him.

Fu Ze smiled: "I bought this to pass the time."

Throughout the afternoon, Zhao Yinqing and Fu Ze gathered around the coffee table and fiddled with the metal pieces.

Some cutting will be more laborious, and Zhao Yinqing's index finger was scraped several times in the middle.

Fu Ze noticed and said, "Should you stop for a break?"

"No need to."

Fu Ze looked at her, the girl's eyebrows drooped, her lips were tightly pressed because she was too serious, her temples fell a little, her face was softened, her eyes were big, her face was slightly rounded, and she was a cute child.

I thought I wouldn’t be a patient person, and it’s almost enough to sit for half an hour, but...

Fu Ze glanced at the time, two hours had passed, and the girl was still in high spirits.

On this day, it took more than four hours to complete one-third of the model of the Moon Palace.

The corner that is beginning to take shape is very beautiful and beautiful.

Zhao Yinqing moved his fingers, still quite a sense of accomplishment.

"This one must look good."

The two sat on the ground face to face, Fu Ze leaned on the sofa behind, drinking Coke in one hand.

Hearing what she said, he said: "It's not bad to watch those buyer shows."

Zhao Yinqing looked at him and wanted to see it, but he was a little embarrassed to open his mouth.

Fu Ze put the Coke aside and said, "Wait a minute."

I got up and went out, and came back within a few minutes, holding a notebook.

He went directly to Zhao Yinqing and sat down, turned on the computer, and then he was taken aback, and said, "Is there wireless here?"

"Yes." Zhao Yinqing reported a string of passwords.

After logging in successfully, the webpage was called up and the computer screen was turned to Zhao Yinqing.

"That's it, there are lighting effects, it should look more beautiful at night." Fu Ze said.

The Chang'e coming from the clouds hangs on the top of the crescent moon, the pavilions hidden in the clouds, Qionglou Yuyu, bright and beautiful paintings, more vivid than the paintings, the entire palace seems to be right in front of you, you can feel the highest point is out of reach The cold is amazing, but at the same time dare not profanity.

"It's so beautiful." Zhao Yin said in a low voice.

She lay there, flipped down for a while, and looked at the model from multiple angles.

After a while, he raised his head and ran into Fu Ze's smiling eyes. The two of them would get a little closer. Zhao Yinqing could clearly see the fine lines in his light brown pupils, as well as the original gentleness of this big boy.

Zhao Yinqing was stunned for a moment, moved his **** back a bit, pushed the computer over, and said, "Next time it's done, let me see."

Fu Ze took the computer away and nodded: "Of course, come here anytime."

Zhao Yin settled, and said: "It's time for winter vacation at the earliest."

"why?"

"Otherwise you are not here."

"You can let my dad open the door." Fu Ze got up and turned to the original location on the opposite side, "It's so short and convenient."

Not long after dinner, Zhao Yinqing received a call from Zhao Zhengyang. Nothing else, he said that he was going to let Tang Anfu come over to pick him up.

Zhao Yinqing wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he had already had several disputes on this matter, so he didn't bother to talk about it.

The sky was still dark outside, and there was a clear golden light in the western sky, with orange smearing around.

Fu Guoxing asked Fu Ze to send Zhao Yinqing.

The two changed their shoes and went out into the elevator. Fu Ze pressed down on the floor, Zhao Yinqing stared at the number beating above, and quickly reached the first floor.

The sound-controlled lights were on, they passed the passage to the exit, and the summer wind blew through, and a scent of heat came to their faces. There were many parents on the playground equipment opposite to accompany the children who were climbing up and down, and the joyful laughter was clear. Come through.

They turned and walked outwards, their voices getting away.

"How long have you lived here?" Zhao Yinqing suddenly asked him.

There was a clear sound of insects from the bushes.

After the most noisy period, Fu Ze said: "We just moved here last year and we lived in the south of the city before."

Zhao Yinqing: "No wonder I haven't seen you before."

Fu Ze said, "I heard my aunt said that you don't come often."

"I don't come often. I know who the neighbors are." The newlyweds who lived at the door before also raised a Corgi. They heard the dog barking from time to time and were complained by residents on other floors.

Fu Ze smiled and nodded: "That's right."

Out of the community, Tang Anfu's car hadn't arrived yet, and the street lights had gradually turned on.

Zhao Yinqing said, "Go back."

"It's okay, wait for you to get in the car."

The evening breeze came in, mixed with the heat of the day, and rushed to his body warmly, and soon oozing out of sweat.

The private cars in the Bianshanmalu community kept coming in and out, and there were many visitors. The security at the door checked their identities from time to time.

Zhao Yinqing chatted with him again, and the car finally came.

Zhao Yinqing said, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

She got into the car and saw from the rearview mirror that Fu Ze turned and walked in. Her figure became smaller and disappeared.

I wanted to ask more things and get more information, but after all I saw it for the first time, and it was not very polite to explore people's privacy casually. I had to look for opportunities later.

Tang Anfu said: "A new friend?"

Zhao Yinqing said, "Forget it, my neighbor here."

Another week later, on August 25, Chinese Valentine's Day, Zhao Yinqing received a text message from Yan Qiaochun.

She said: Happy birthday, daughter.

Valentine's Day is Zhao Yinqing's birthday. This matter sounds very romantic.

Zhao Yinqing also felt very romantic at one time, until he met Sun Lu.

On this day of that year, she invited Sun Lu to play together, celebrating birthdays and festivals together, but she was not embarrassed to say the previous one. She always felt that she said her birthday by herself and always lacked something.

So Sun Lu didn't know it, and mocked her innocent thoughts. Neither of them is a lover, so why spend the holidays together?

Zhao Yinqing bought a small cake by herself and put it in a gift box. Sun Lu didn't know it. He thought it was an ordinary gift and threw it back to her. When it was opened again, the cake was ruined in a mess.

Zhao Yinqing still remembered that he still took a bite with his fingers. It was sweet and delicious.

Yan Qiaochun's text message came in again.

Zhao Yinqing returned to his senses and looked down.

Yan Qiaochun: Fu Ze prepared a gift for you, come and play.

"Fuze?" Zhao Yin said in a low voice, somewhat surprised.

The sun was scorching outside the window, and Zhao Yinqing was a little afraid of going out.

She leaned on the back of the chair, with her legs folded on the edge of the bed, hesitating.

Yan Qiaochun called directly.

"Come on?" She asked at the first sentence.

Zhao Yinqing glanced out the window: "It's a bit hot today."

"What are you afraid of in the car back and forth, let Tang Anfu send you off."

Zhao Yinqing: "Do you think people are doing nothing to do when they are idle? It's not when I was in school, they came to pick me up."

Yan Qiaochun didn't want to talk more about this, but walked around and said: "Come on now, the thing you used to play with is set up, and Fu Ze asks you to see it."

Zhao Yinqing hesitated again and agreed.

Put the phone in the bag, got up and went downstairs.

After confessing to Aunt Zhang, he was ready to go out.

As a result, he just finished changing his shoes and bumped into Sun Lu who came in from outside.

Both of them were stunned.

Sun Lu quickly swept her around and said, "Want to go out?"

"Yeah." Zhao Yinqing nodded, "Are you not going out to play today?"

"No, it's nothing fun." Sun Lu pursed her lips, glanced at her again, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you with?"

Zhao Yinqing said: "You don't know it."

Immediately after crossing him, sweeping his shoulder to his arm, Zhao Yinqing said, "I'm sorry."

She went down the steps and out of the yard, her figure flickering outside the rows of wrought iron fences until she disappeared from the turn.

Sun Lu turned his hand behind his back and carried a white square box with a paper plate and fork wrapped around the strap.

He enters the house, goes to the kitchen, and puts the cake in the refrigerator.

Half an hour later, she arrived at the Xiangshui Huating, her face flushed under the peaked cap, the tip of her nose was sweating, and her eyes were shiny.

Yan Qiaochun opened the door.

Zhao Yinqing realized something afterwards and asked: "Are you not going to work? Why are you at home every day?"

"How can I be at home every day, I was at home on your birthday."

"Did you ask for leave?"

"of course."

After Zhao Yinqing changed his shoes and went in, he gave her a suspicious look.

Yan Qiaochun said: "Really, I lie to you. Come here, and Fu Ze will prepare something for you."

Can he specially prepare something for her?

Zhao Yinqing walked over with suspicion and curiosity.

The south-facing windows are all curtains, and the aisles of the east and west rooms are made into an open study room with dim light and empty bookcases. This will put something in it.

Small size, black base, covered with dust box, exquisitely painted, suspended building.

Zhao Yinqing lifted the dust cover, turned on the switch, the light was behind, the whole crescent moon was on, the light shuttled between the metals, casting fine shadows and light, the palace in the middle of the night was alive, just asleep. .

"Won't he come today?" Zhao Yinqing held the box and turned to look at Yan Qiaochun.

Yan Qiaochun had already returned to the living room and didn't react immediately. After that, he said "Oh" and said, "You said Fu Ze, do you want to call him? You should be at home today."

Zhao Yinqing said: "Give me something, always invite someone to eat."

Yan Qiaochun said: "Okay, you go and call him, I have some food at home, I will make some later.

Zhao Yinqing put the things back, and after a while in the room to cool off, he got up and knocked on the opposite door.

It took a long time for the door to open. He was on the phone. He was obviously surprised when he saw Zhao Yinqing. He quickly smiled and turned to the side, beckoning, let Zhao Yinqing enter the door.

He closed the door and walked in a few steps: "Go on the 29th, um, almost, yes, you guys, anyway, if there is a shortage, go there and buy it again. It's convenient, yes, then I have a customer here. Hang up first, um, goodbye!"

Fu Ze raised his head, Zhao Yinqing stood in front of the sofa with his hands behind his back, looking at the oil painting on the wall.

The content of the painting is a corner of the ancient town, Huizhou architecture, the river by the building complex, and a woman squatting by the river to wash clothes.

Fu Ze took a sip from the tea cup on the coffee table, looked at the painting, and said, "How do you feel?"

Zhao Yinqing turned his head and glanced at him, and said, "It's very delicious, where did you buy it?"

He smiled: "I drew it myself."

"Painted? Do you still paint?"

Fu Ze said: "Weird?"

Not surprisingly, there are actually quite a few people who can paint.

Zhao Yinqing looked back at the painting again, and said, "Where is this painting? Or is it a fantasy?"

"Wuyuan, I drew it when I went to play during winter vacation a year." Fu Ze glanced at her, Zhao Yinqing looked at her profile seriously, and he said, "Would you like to see something else?"

"Okay!"

He took the drink to a small room, which was rectangular in shape. It was supposed to be used as a utility room. Now there are a lot of picture frames stacked. There are many paints standing against the wall, a paint tray, an easel, and one on the easel. A semi-finished product is a portrait.

There are many types of completed paintings, including buildings, figures, landscapes, and even fruits and vegetables and very simple geometric figures.

There was a faint smell of paint in the air, and Zhao Yinqing said, "Do you often paint here?"

Fu Ze nodded, "I'm basically here when I have nothing to do."

"You like painting so much."

"I don't seem to like it much either," he smiled, and said after a little thought, "It's just too boring to find something to do, and I happen to order this again."

Turning around inside, Zhao Yinqing quickly retreated out.

Fu Guoxing was not there and went to work, Zhao Yinqing asked: "Is your mother at work too?"

Fu Ze shook his head: "I don't know, my dad hasn't seen her since he divorced her."

Hearing about the divorce, Zhao Yinqing was not surprised. It could even be said to be expected, otherwise he would not be so diligent to help Yan Qiaochun.

Zhao Yinqing said: "Did your parents divorce early?"

Fu Ze recalled and said: "When you are seven or eight years old."

Zhao Yinqing gave an "Oh", nodded, and said: "Then we are almost the same, I am a little bit later than you."

Fu Ze said, "Do you want to eat oranges? I'll cut them for you."

"No," Zhao Yinqing shook his head quickly, "I came to see you for dinner, so I won't eat oranges."

Fu Ze raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Zhao Yinqing smiled: "Today for my birthday, I saw the moon palace you gave me. It was very beautiful. Let's have lunch at my home."

"Your birthday?"

"You do not know?"

"Ah, I have heard that it is coming soon, but I don't know it happens to be the Chinese Valentine's Day." He smiled, with an open face, and then said, "I'm really picky, born on such a romantic day."

Zhao Yinqing said: "Come for dinner? Of course, if you have another appointment because of Qixi Festival, then forget it."

Fu Ze said, "No, I'm still a bachelor."

He went back to the room and changed his clothes, but knowing that it was Zhao Yinqing's birthday, he felt that it was not appropriate to go empty-handed.

I went to the studio and drew a Q version of a small drink in a very short time, cut the paper, put it in a photo frame, and then went out and gave it to her.

There was no half an hour before or after.

The Q version of Xiaoyinqing is very cute, with two-cornered braids, flying pigtails that quickly drag the floor, carrying a schoolbag of a little yellow chicken, wearing a beautiful cake skirt, tilting her little butt, staring and pouting.

Fu Ze smiled and said, "Cute."

Zhao Yinqing looked at the photo frame and then at him. He really didn't know what to say. Cute is cute, but I don't know why she can't seem to be happy even when she looks at it.

But he said politely: "Thank you."

When he set off to the opposite door, Fu Ze also carried a bottle of red wine, although no one would drink this meal.

Yan Qiaochun's cooking skills are actually very general. It is common to make the dishes lighter and salty. It is best if the dishes are not burnt. This is a skill that has just been developed in the past few years.

After Zhao Yinqing dug a few mouthfuls casually, she couldn't get her mouth down. She said, "The food on the table last time was delicious."

Yan Qiaochun said: "You did it by Uncle Fu."

Zhao Yinqing said "Oh", she knew.

She turned her head to look at Fu Ze next to him. He didn't react much. Of course, it seemed inappropriate to be a guest at someone else's home and think that cooking is not good.

When Yan Qiaochun got up to pour the water, Zhao Yinqing whispered, "We will eat out later."

Fu Ze looked at her and smiled: "Is this really good?"

"going or not?"

Fu Ze said, "Go, I happen to have something that I didn't buy."

As a result, the situation was very special this day, people were everywhere, and after the normal meal time, there was still a long line.

They went around on the sixth floor, but still couldn't find the restaurant they wanted to eat.

Zhao Yinqing gradually frowned, his mood slightly affected.

Poor eating is one of them, and I feel neglected by Fu Ze.

Today, most of the young people are wandering, and they are matched with men and women.

Fu Ze seemed to notice the change in her mood, and comforted him: "It doesn't matter. Let's go downstairs first. I will buy something and then come up. There shouldn't be too many people by then."

There seems to be no better way.

Zhao Yinqing followed him downstairs, walked out of the mall, and exited from the west gate. There were a row of storefront rooms across the road.

"Let's go." Fu Ze took a lie behind her, paying attention to the vehicles crossing the road, and after getting on the opposite side road, he put his hands down and took a step back.

He controls the distance very well, does not feel offensive, and appears very considerate.

I went to a bakery, and I smelled a sweet and greasy fragrance outside.

Fu Ze went to the cash register and said, "Hello, I will get the cake ordered."

Zhao Yinqing opened his eyes sharply and turned to look at him.

Fu Ze stood there with his hands in his pockets, a dark green T-shirt, beige shorts just above the knee, a pair of lazy shoes on his feet, and a black rope on his right wrist with a bead.

Because of the short hair, all facial features are exposed, the eyebrows are sharp and clean, and the eyes are single eyelids, but not small, and the corners of the mouth have their own curvature. He is a very sunny and refreshing teenager.

The soft decoration inside the bakery is slightly darker, the lighting is warm, the air is sweet and inviting, and the floor-to-ceiling windows are surrounded by wooden tables and small sofas. The whole atmosphere is warm and comfortable.

The salesperson quickly brought the cake over. It was a mini one, but it was made exquisitely. On it stood the pinky Peppa family, with forests and houses.

Fu Ze carried the cake to Zhao Yinqing and shook it, and said, "Is it cute?"

Zhao Yinqing nodded, and she said, "When did you order it?"

"When I went to the toilet before."

Zhao Yinqing: "..."

Fu Ze smiled heartily at her, and said, "Let's go, find a place to eat."

They didn't return to the sixth floor, but went to the Japanese food shop at the intersection ahead.

The eel rice in this restaurant is more palatable, and Zhao Yinqing added five items of sashimi tempura and kimchi beef hot pot.

Fu Ze put the cake aside, took the towel and wiped his hands.

"Has this restaurant been here before?" he asked.

Zhao Yinqing nodded: "I have been here twice and I prefer the rice and hot pot here."

Fu Ze put the towel back and said, "There is also a Japanese food store in Xincheng, and it feels better than this one. You can try it next time."

Zhao Yinqing nodded again.

The little girl sat across from her, and she felt very behaved when she was obedient and nodded. Of course, this had something to do with her own pleasing appearance.

Sometimes when Fu Ze looked at her, there was an urge to touch her head.

The dishes came quickly, and Fu Ze said, "Do you want to eat mustard?"

"a little bit."

Fu Ze helped her press some mustard in a small dish, and then poured soy sauce.

In the middle, he helped her pick the fat cow in the hot pot, and served her meals, handed paper towels, and asked if Zhao Yinqing wanted water.

Fu Ze is a very considerate and caring boy.

Zhao Yinqing looked at him secretly, his brows were refreshing, and his temperament was clean. Although the hairstyle was very tough, the strong bookishness wiped out this tough guy.

Zhao Yinqing pursed his mouth, feeling a little embarrassed inexplicably.

It was still early after lunch, and Fu Ze asked her what show would be going home, or something else.

Zhao Yinqing said: "I don't want to go home, I have nothing to do."

Fu Ze glanced at the wall clock on the wall and said, "How about watching a movie?"

Zhao Yinqing agreed.

The theater was in the next street. Fu Ze asked for an ice pack and put it in the cake bag, and then walked over.

There is a section of road that can be crossed into the mall to cool off.

There are a lot of summer films, and I picked a science fiction film. There is no good place for this point. I picked the most off-center position in the second-to-last row.

Zhao Yinqing comforted himself and said: "It's okay, at least get out of the gate."

When they arrived, they could check in and enter the venue, received the 3D glasses, and entered the hall one by one.

The lights are off, and the advertisements on the big screen are about to be finished.

After Zhao Yinqing sat down, he was eating popcorn and drinking milk tea before and after. The young man's low words broke into her ears, or laughed, or ambiguous, watching a science fiction make the air full of pink bubbles.

The movie officially began. Zhao Yinqing watched it for a while wearing 3D glasses, frowning, she was dizzy.

I've seen one earlier, and it doesn't seem to be the case yet.

She endured it for a while, no, she lowered her head, her glasses slipped a little, and she began to look half-and-half.

The frame is the dividing line, the following is clear, and the above is not divided between humans and animals.

Halfway through, Zhao Yinqing heard a strange noise behind him, similar to the friction of clothes, but with some noise.

She couldn't help turning her head to watch, good guys, sci-fi movie scenes, some people couldn't help but kiss them there. Are you worthy of the various robots on the screen?

Zhao Yinqing's eyes suddenly darkened.

Fu Ze held her eyes, twisted her head back, and leaned over to whisper in a low voice: "Kid, don't look at indecent assault!"

Zhao Yinqing grabbed his hand and smiled at Fu Zewanwan with kindly teasing eyes. The roots of his ears suddenly became hot.

"I didn't mean it." She said.

Fu Ze just rubbed her head with a smile.

In the second half of the movie, Zhao Yinqing was absent from watching the movie. She found that the presence of the big boy around her became stronger inexplicably. Under the huge sound effect, he could detect his low sigh and the left and right feet when changing posture The position is different, the arc of the head tilted when the hand supports the chin.

Zhao Yin cleared his throat, feeling that he was a little bit obsessed with the rhythm of his heart.

When the movie came out, Fu Ze bought her a cone again and then took her home.

It's not Yan Qiaochun, but his own home.

It was evening again, and half of the sky was smeared with golden light as the sky was full of clouds.

They chatted freely, Zhao Yinqing wanted to ask his contact information, but she was a little persuaded for a while. She hadn't been so persuaded in her previous life, and she had a lot of worries about doing things in this life.

Until the car stopped, Zhao Yinqing still did not ask for an exit.

Fu Ze said goodbye to her in the car.

Zhao Yinqing was standing outside carrying the little cake, and she suddenly said, "Let’s finish the cake together."

Fu Ze was stunned.

Zhao Yinqing said: "It's just right for two people to eat, I'll eat with you."

The hand holding the cake digs, a little nervously afraid that he will refuse. Perhaps it was a conditioned reflex, because he was rejected too many times at that time.

Fu Ze is always not Sun Lu.

He was just surprised, and came down very calmly, standing next to the bridge pier in coordination, enduring the sultry evening heat, and eating the birthday cake with Zhao Yinqing.

Even if there is an ice bag, the cake is a bit melted, not as stylish as when it was first taken out, but it does not affect Zhao Yinqing's joy with it at all.

Zhao Yinqing scraped the cream on it, with big eyes crooked.

Fu Ze said, "Happy?"

Zhao Yinqing nodded.

Fu Ze smiled: "I will have the opportunity to come to City B in the future. Then my brother will take you to eat delicious food."

City B, where Big A is located.

After the cake was eaten, Fu Ze called a car and left. After the car was gone, Zhao Yinqing remembered that it was such a hot day that he hadn't invited anyone to sit back home.

The Peppa family on the cake was a plaster model, and Zhao Yinqing was dragged in his hand at this moment.

She touched the pig's ears regretfully, turned around and crossed the bridge, passed by the guard room, said hello to the guard standing guard, and stepped on the cobblestone path beside the building.

Suddenly there was a voice: "Who is that person?"

Zhao Yinqing turned his head and saw the person coming, his face full of astonishment.