Love at the Right Time

"You don't make jokes about me." Shi Qingqiu laughed out, "I found out that if I haven't seen you for a while, you are getting too much. I see on Weibo that who is chasing you tightly, why, it was not able to. Will you ignite the desire to reshape the image of the gentle goddess?"

Shi Zhaoyi disagreed. She folded her legs, rubbed her cup with her fingers, and asked, "Isn't I a goddess now? I want to reshape it?"

"No, you need to know..." Shi Qingqiu took a deep breath, then looked melancholy, "When you tease me, you are just like those old ladies, don't believe you ask..."

"I'm asking about your size, Shi Qingqiu, come here for me..." Shi Zhaoyi leaned forward with a smile, and crossed Wen Qinghan's body to grab Shi Qingqiu.

Wen Qinghan leaned back as much as possible to let the two women fight.

Shi Qingqiu couldn't retreat, so she stood up with her hand pointing to her when Shi Zhaoyi was about to catch her, stepped back to the stairs, and said with a smile: "Hey, don't catch me, this is my house, this is me The site."

Shi Zhaoyi chased after him, "I don't care who this is, you can't make it through? I count three times, one...two..."

Wen Qinghan shook his head, really naive. However, it is also rare to make Shi Qingqiu so happy, but it is also fun.

There was a slight smile in her eyes, and she heard Qin Wang ask her: "Then what, Lao Wen, is your injury really all right?"

"Well, it's not serious, this time has also been reduced a lot." Wen Qinghan narrowed his eyes slightly, and replied indifferently and unfamiliarly.

"That's fine." Qin Wang turned his head and smiled with Ji Lan, then turned around and said to Wen Qinghan: "I knew that when you were injured, I was recording a program out of town. I didn't have time to go to the hospital to see you immediately."

Wen Qinghan nodded slightly and said, "I know that Qingqiu arranged it after I woke up. If I continue to work for this job, there is no need to mobilize people for my little injury."

Qin Wang smiled and said, "Old Wen, I like you. I am very calm, really. I feel that even if you have something, you can give people a sense of security. It will never disappear. I am a man. I think so."

Ji Lan tugged at his clothes and said with a low laugh: "Qingqiu can be over there, please pay attention."

"Oh, the liking our elders said was not what your women said like liking, not a meaning." Qin Wang said so, and he looked at Qingqiu's side worriedly and saw that she was chatting with Shi Zhaoyi. He looked back and gave Wen Qinghan a deep look: "Old Wen must understand that this kind of appreciation for men and women is not the kind of love."

Wen Qinghan bends his lips, and understands: "Don't worry, I understand."

She felt a little apologetic. A few days ago, she almost made her lover lose her sense of security.

"Oh, by the way, when is your wedding going? It's not fun because it's so cold."

Her thoughts were dragged back by Qin Wang's questions, and she didn't hide it much, "We plan to do it again next spring and summer. It is not convenient for the weather to be cold."

"It wasn't appropriate when you announced it at the time. Qingqiu's schedule was full, and there was a lot of work to come back from filming." Qin Wang said his thoughts straight out of his head.

"It doesn't matter. I got the certificate early anyway. Although the wedding is very important, it doesn't affect us much. It's just that I still want to leave such a formality in my life."

Wen Qinghan remembered that it was decided to make it public at that time. They didn't have the slightest preparation, but they felt that it was going to be made public sooner or later, and now think about it again, this wedding must be full of love and joy.

Qin Wang and Wen Qinghan were politely chatting about some unfamiliar topics. Over there, Qingqiu and Shi Zhaoyi had already stopped playing around and were chatting about current trends in the circle.

After a while, Aunt Zhong came out of the kitchen to greet everyone for dinner, and then collectively moved to the dining room.

Entertaining guests, of course, cannot be a nutritious meal that complements Wen Qinghan's body in the past few days. The big fish and meat tonight is dazzling.

Shi Qingqiu picked some white and tender fish for Wen Qinghan and put it in a bowl. The steamed fish didn't taste too greasy. This was because Wen Qinghan could not dip heavy oily food. She specially asked Aunt Zhong to make it.

Facing the delicious food in front of him, Wen Qinghan really couldn't eat too much. After only eating half a bowl of rice, he couldn't eat anymore, so he put his chopsticks.

"What's the matter? Can't you eat it? Is it uncomfortable?" Shi Qingqiu quickly put down his chopsticks and asked her, with a worried expression on her face.

"One thing, I'll just take a rest." Wen Qinghan couldn't look at the dishes at a glance. He always felt very greasy, and his stomach was tumbling.

Everyone put out their chopsticks and looked at Wen Qinghan with concern.

Qin Wang said: "Old Wen, why don't you go to sleep? Let Auntie do something light later, you are still dizzy and headache, it is easy to nausea."

"Yes, let's go to rest first." Shi Zhaoyi couldn't help but persuade.

Shi Qingqiu stretched out his hand to gently cover Wen Qinghan's stomach, and said softly: "Go back to your room and rest. Lie down. If you get hungry at night, I will cook some porridge for you.

The symptoms caused by concussion to Wen Qinghan are intermittent, dizziness and headache are normal. These days, I have relieved a lot, and sometimes I have nausea and nausea. Although I didn't touch the richer dishes just now, I remembered the taste when I saw it, and it caused some discomfort.

Wen Qinghan had to nod her head, but she did not promise to go back to the room to rest. Instead, she said: "I'll go outside for a walk, don't you still have to talk about things after dinner? I just happened to have not gone out to stroll around here."

"Then you button up your coat, it's cold outside." Shi Qingqiu gathered her open coat.

"Well, I know." Wen Qinghan patted the back of her hand, stood up, and said with a smile to everyone: "I'm sorry today, I can't entertain everyone, you eat slowly, we will talk later."

Shi Zhaoyi smiled and said, "It's okay, just talk later."

Wen Qinghan said goodbye to everyone and went out.

The sky was getting dark and there was a cold wind from time to time outside. She buttoned her coat and walked along the path.

This place is much cleaner than Phoenix, the environment is quiet, not as noisy as Phoenix, especially after dinner.

If she had been alone in such an environment more than half a year ago, she would probably think a lot. For example, Shi Qingqiu, their marriage, and how she should advance and retreat.

But now that she was thinking about something, a very shallow smile rose on her lips. Her wish is already developing in the direction she expected, and her sorrow has disappeared without a trace. The next thing to do is to take the rest of her life to fulfill it.

She walked into the garden and planned to go back after a stroll, but an approaching figure made her stand still in place.

That is Qi Yue.

Wen Qinghan did not express surprise on his face, but he had doubts in his heart.

There is no fluctuation in her aspect, either she is generally hiding with her, or she is prepared.

She stood quietly, waited for Qi Yue to walk in front of her, stopped about three steps away, and then unexpectedly smiled and said to her: "It's such a coincidence."

Wen Qinghan said quietly: "Well, I'm out for a stroll."

"Me too." Qi Yue looked at a row of swings nearby and asked, "Why, let's talk?"

Wen Qinghan nodded, and the two walked silently to the swing, each of them picked one and sat down.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the white light of the street lamp sprinkled on the open space in front of them, and also coated their figures sitting on the swing with cold light.

The atmosphere is not so cold, it is completely different from when it was on the crew, this is Wen Qinghan's intuition.

Qi Yue smiled, turned to look at her, and said affirmatively: "Lawyer Wen, I know you must be thinking why I am here."

So straightforward, Wen Qinghan didn't evade, and looked at Qi Yue, "I admit it."

"It is indeed a coincidence that I met you now." Qi Yue frowned, and soon stretched out again, with an inexplicable sadness in his expression, "But it is not a coincidence that I will be in this place. I bought a house here. To be precise, I found out that Qingqiu was also here when I investigated, so I tried my best to get closer to her."

With an indifferent expression, Wen Qinghan turned his head and looked directly at the open space in front of him that was illuminated by the street lights.

Seeing that she did not answer, Qi Yue paused, lowered her head, and said again: "I heard that she would come back occasionally. So I told the security guard. If she came back, she told me as soon as possible, but before I joined the crew, Living here, I have never seen her come back. The first time I received such news was a few days ago."

Wen Qinghan raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to say?"

Before Qi Yue said these words, she expected Wen Qinghan's reaction. At this moment, she smiled gently and continued: "Qingqiu doesn't like to drink milk too hot, but it shouldn't be too warm. You have to grasp this degree. When she comes to her period, her stomach hurts occasionally. You can cook a bowl of **** syrup for her, put a little less ginger, and don’t use the **** candies sold outside. The **** taste is too strong.

Also, don't eat too much marshmallows. She likes sweets, but she will not restrain herself. You have to eat with her. Supervise her and control the amount of sweets she eats. It’s not good to eat too much..."

She suddenly stopped, bit her lip, tears falling on her pants drop by drop, "Actually, I know that I don't need to talk about it, I know you know everything."

These words are not like demonstrations or threats. Such detailed explanations and solemn entrustment are more like entrusting one's most unforgettable concerns.

And this kind of reluctance made Wen Qinghan feel a hidden goodbye.

She held her hands together, rubbed her thumbs together, looked far away, and whispered to Qi Yue, "I understand, don't worry."

Wen Qinghan's appearance was more calm than when he was in college, and his eyes were as bright as the morning, making it difficult to see what emotions and thoughts were hidden. And when she stood with Shi Qingqiu, that rare tenderness was manifested in her movements and appeared in her eyes, as if the frost and snow were melting.

This was what Qi Yue had seen seven years later, the reassuring love, the trust and admiration in Shi Qingqiu's eyes, she could see clearly.

They were silent, speechless.

As time passed, Qi Yue wiped away the teardrops, her voice was a little low and hoarse, "Is your injury better?"

Wen Qinghan touched the gauze on his forehead and replied, "It's much better, thank you."

Qi Yue shook his head and said with a smile: "Remember to go to the hospital and check again."

Wen Qinghan also smiled a little, "I'll go in two days."

The night was quiet, and there were only two of them in the garden. You and I had a conversation. After a while, Wen Qinghan's cell phone rang.

Qi Yue watched her pick it up, and her tone was obviously gentler than before.

"I'm going back right away, give me ten minutes."

Hanging up the phone, speechless for a while, Wen Qinghan stood up and said, "I'm leaving now."

"Yeah." Qi Yue agreed in a low voice, watching Wen Qinghan turn around. After she walked a few steps away, she reached out and grabbed the lanyard of the swing to stand up, her fingers trembling slightly, and she said in a low voice: "Love so much. She, don't make her sad, don't give up on her, don't be like me..."

What Qi Yue did not finish was overwhelmed by the suppressed choking, Wen Qinghan stopped, but did not look back.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she remained as firm as ever, and then the words were scattered in the autumn wind: "I will."