Love at the Right Time

When Shi Qingqiu returned to the dining room, he happened to see Wen Qinghan's calm face again, and was offered a glass of wine by assistant Meng Siqi.

Wen Qinghan raised her head slightly, from the side face to the chin to the neck, the beautiful lines were reflected in Shi Qingqiu's eyes. She did not drink quickly, and when the wine glass left, there was no liquid on her lips, and the corners of her lips were gently picked. , Even if you are in the banquet, you still don't get dusty.

"Qing Han, how much did you drink?" Shi Qingqiu asked, sitting back in his seat, frowning.

"Not much, just a few cups, don't worry." Wen Qinghan turned his head to answer, and his eyes met Shi Qingqiu, clearly seeing Shi Qingqiu's worries.

With Wen Qinghan's current status, it is impossible to drink without a little alcohol, but Shi Qingqiu rarely gets involved with her work in the past, so naturally he doesn't know how much Wen Qinghan currently drinks.

Without waiting for the two of them to talk any more, they simply said: "Tonight is almost all right. Unfortunately, no weekend, everyone will have to go to work tomorrow, so keep a little."

Not to mention the simplicity, I also brought Fu Anran. I couldn't stay too late. The next day everyone had to cheer up and go to work. Naturally, I couldn't let myself go to work until midnight.

Chen Yi blushed after drinking, and yelled, "One more cup, and another one will withdraw! Come on, two bosses, beauties! And the goddess... don't forget to sign my name!"

Next to him, Li Wenxiao gave him a hand, and said in a bad mood: "If you drink it like this, I have to take a taxi back for you."

The remaining few were women, and they didn't drink much, so Chen Yi couldn't help but laugh again.

Wen Qinghan poured a glass of wine and stood up to raise the glass. The imposing manner of pointing Jiangshan to rebuke Fang Qiu gradually surrounded her, with a soft but very shocking voice: "Come here today, the last glass, I wish us continuous progress. ,mutual encouragement."

Everyone also held back their expressions and drank with her.

After finally leaving the scene, the people from the law firm went home separately, and in short, they followed Fu Anran on the same road and walked ahead. Wen Qinghan returned to the room, took a set of clothes, turned off the lights, and took the elevator downstairs with Shi Qingqiu.

According to Shi Qingqiu's plan, Wen Qinghan, who had drunk, retired to the co-pilot and drove back to Phoenix from Shi Qingqiu. It was past ten o'clock when the car was parked, and Wen Qinghan watched Shi Qingqiu release his seat belt, and whispered: "Qingqiu, rest early, good night."

Shi Qingqiu smiled, "Are you still going back there? So far, let's go back to my uncle and aunt to sleep tonight."

"No, I'm going to stay in the hotel tonight, and I will let the hourly workers go and clean up there tomorrow." Wen Qinghan said as he handed Shi Qingqiu's bag to her.

Shi Qingqiu was slightly stunned and asked, "Why? Are you afraid to disturb your uncle and aunt?"

Wen Qinghan let out an "um", and then said quietly: "I usually live there on weekdays. Although this is the anniversary of the establishment of the law firm, it will definitely make my parents feel strange to go back at this time. Although there is nothing to explain, there is no need to bother them."

She spoke lightly, but Shi Qingqiu remembered one thing. If she drove there, she wouldn't have the repeated tossing of Wen Qinghan. So at the beginning, why did Wen Qinghan accommodate his inertia and promised to come and pick it up by himself?

Why is it so accommodating? They can obviously discuss it, right?

Shi Qingqiu wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh. There was an inexplicable emotion in her heart. She looked at Wen Qinghan's calm eyes and said, "Qinghan, stay at my house tonight. My mother should still be watching TV series. Excuse me."

"Huh?" Wen Qinghan was obviously surprised and frowned.

Shi Qingqiu turned around and turned off the fire, pulled out the car key, so as not to give her a chance to refuse, urged: "Huh what? Get out of the car and follow me."

Wen Qinghan's eyebrows looked a little unspeakably soft under the dim lights in the garage. After seeing Shi Qingqiu's persistent gaze, he finally nodded and agreed.

In fact, it was not the first time that she stayed at Shi Qingqiu’s house, but not many. The few times were basically because her parents used to be away from home and so on, and then she was handed over to the Shi’s family to take care of Wen Qinghan’s one or two days. Living.

However, even in those few days or two, Wen Qinghan and Shi Qingqiu, who were weak-tempered, were just conversations between ordinary friends.

But this time it was different. This was the first time Shi Qingqiu asked Wen Qinghan to stay overnight.

After entering the house, the living room was still lit, and Tang Jinghui was lying on the chaise longue staring at the wall-mounted TV, which was playing a recent hot TV series. Seeing her daughter leading Wen Qinghan in, she hurriedly rubbed her eyes, and said in surprise: "Qinghan? Why are you here?"

Wen Qinghan nodded and greeted, Shi Qingqiu explained, "Isn’t the Qinghan law firm having a dinner tonight? It’s not convenient for her to take me home and go back. It’s a bit bother to go back to my uncle and auntie, so stay with us tonight. Rest at home."

When Tang Jinghui heard this, she couldn't care about guessing what, she stood up and said concerned: "Did you two have a drink? Do you want to hangover?"

Shi Qingqiu looked back at Wen Qinghan and chuckled lightly, "I'm fine, Qinghan may have to hangover, or I will get up uncomfortable tomorrow."

Wen Qinghan pursed his lips and said, "Actually, it's not necessary."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Jinghui greeted her inside: "Hey, let's get some sober tea."

Inside, Aunt He replied: "Hey, I see."

Wen Qinghan squeezed the hand behind him, and finally let it go, his light-colored thin lips raised, "Then I will bother you tonight, Auntie rest early."

Tang Jinghui glanced at the clock. It was indeed late. She walked over and said, "After drinking sober tea for a while, please rest early. Qing Han lives in the room next to Qingqiu. I have lived in it before. I should be familiar with it. Let Qingqiu or Aunt He give you whatever you need."

The Shi family and the Wen family are old friends. Shi Honglang and Wen Chengxuan have been classmates and friends since childhood. So apart from the family’s earnest hope that the two children can be married, the family treats the other child as his own, and cares no less for his daughter.

Wen Qinghan nodded and answered with a smile: "Okay, good night, auntie."

Tang Jinghui was relieved to go back to her room. As soon as she left, the two of them fell silent. Shi Qingqiu grabbed Wen Qinghan's wrist and said, "Let's go, take a bath first, it smells like hot pot."

It was late at night, and Wen Qinghan's throat was a little dry, probably because of drinking, she was pushed into the room where she used to live by Shi Qingqiu and gave her a set of white nightgown.

She saw it just now. Shi Qingqiu opened the closet and brought it to her after entering the room. He said: "We are about the same size. You must wear my clothes properly. This is new. I didn't wear it. Towel, toothbrush, etc. It's all inside, go now." Then he pushed her into the next room.

Hot water flowed through Wen Qinghan's body, and her thoughts gradually drifted, swimming to the next room, and back to the past.

The earliest memory of Shi Qingqiu that Wen Qinghan can trace back is not the first time he saw it. Because of the closeness of the two families, the two children have been together since birth. Ever since they hadn't remembered anything, they looked up and saw.

She can only remember Shi Qingqiu's earliest memory vaguely when she was in kindergarten. Shi Qingqiu was lively and cheerful, and she could see it when she was young, which was very different from the introverted Wen Qinghan. When Shi Qingqiu was playing with many children, Wen Qinghan would stand and watch from a distance and would not participate.

When they were no longer young, they tied a bunch of ponytails behind their heads, went to the same school and studied in the same class, and the two grew up better.

Shi Qingqiu's gentleness and kindness were quickly spread on the basis of wide-ranging communication and being humble and polite in dealing with others. Wen Qinghan's coldness and solitude are extended from the evaluation of good character and learning, indifference, and so on.

Shi Qingqiu never had a relationship with Qi Yue until he met Qi Yue in college, because those people's likes are always based on the superiority of "being able to catch up with Shi Qingqiu", so those people cover up, but they can't hide their greed. .

However, it was Qi Yue's straightforward admiration that moved Shi Qingqiu at that time.

Wen Qinghan shook his head and stopped thinking about it, turned off the water, wrung out the towel and dried his body, spread out the long hair that was bundled up, and walked out of the bathroom when he put on the nightgown Qingqiu gave her. She hesitated for a while, and she looked slightly startled when she opened the door of the room.

Shi Qingqiu stood at the door holding a cup of sober tea, as if he had been standing for a while.

She is wearing a lavender silk nightgown, soft and close-fitting fabric outlines her body, and the slightly open collar reveals an upside-down collarbone. She is beautiful and attractive. Her long hair is still a bit moist, and her eyes are still misty and hazy. within Temptation.

"Qing Han, don't you plan to let me in? I've been waiting for you for a long time." Shi Qingqiu said with a smile.

Only then did Wen Qinghan recover, and opened the door again, "Come in."

Shi Qingqiu walked in and handed the cup to Wen Qinghan, "Hurry up, drink it, it's warm now, just right."

Wen Qinghan didn't hesitate, took the cup and slowly drank the hangover tea. Shi Qingqiu looked at her in her nightgown at the moment, with a smile on her lips.

White is an extremely suitable color for Wen Qinghan. It is elegant and cold, unconventional and unconventional. She can wear this kind of taste even in a simple silk shirt. But now the nightgown on her body is less serious and more elegant.

This time, Wen Qinghan’s lips were stained with liquid tea. After she finished drinking, she pursed her lips and handed the cup back to Shi Qingqiu, “I’m done drinking.”

Shi Qingqiu didn't leave immediately after taking the cup. She went to the bed and sat down, patted the place beside her, and signaled Wen Qinghan to come over, "Qinghan, are you sleepy? Can you sit with me?"

"Not sleepy." Wen Qinghan shook his head and sat next to Shi Qingqiu.

When she came to Shi’s house before, she had never sat side by side with Shi Qingqiu in a relaxed posture after taking a shower. This was the first time that the two of them were so close. Shi Qingqiu's breathing was shallow, and both of them fell silent at the same time.

"Qing Han, I think..." Shi Qingqiu opened her mouth, and stopped talking a little bit. After Wen Qinghan moved her gaze to her, she met Wen Qinghan again, "Are you being kind to me? ?"

She searched for the words in her head, but could not find a word suitable to describe this feeling. Wen Qinghan's kindness to her began to show slowly, taciturn, but delicate in mind.

Wen Qinghan sat about a fist away from Shi Qingqiu. She looked at Shi Qingqiu, pressed the corners of her lips, nodded, "Yes." Then she smiled slightly and said, "We are married, and I will tell you. It should be, right?"

There is nothing wrong with this reason. Shi Qingqiu smiled, holding the empty cup with both hands, there were some emotions that Wen Qinghan could not understand in her eyes, she whispered: "Yes, we are married, but we can really Have you reached this point? I still don’t understand what you like, what habits do you have, and I’m even thinking about using the way of getting along with friends to live with you in the future..."

They are already married, and the communication between them has been as it should be these days, just like this. But what about love? In terms of love, they are not so enthusiastic, as she realized, she knows very little about Wen Qinghan, she only knows her person, not her hobbies, likes and dislikes.

Wen Qinghan didn't want to let her think about it any more. He reached out to hold one of her wrists, the hesitation in his eyes appeared and disappeared, and the sourness of his heart was nowhere to be volatilized. Finally, he whispered: "Then from now on, Qingqiu , Forget the past, think about the future. We can still get along as before, but in the future you have to remember that you are not the only one. You try it... accept it from now on."

You try it, like me.

"We said yes, didn't we?" Wen Qinghan still swallowed her words when she wanted to speak. She pressed her lips tightly, her whole body was tight, her temples were aching, and she seemed to be dragged by countless nerves. Tight, it will break in the next second.

There was a slight frown between her eyebrows, and there seemed to be more unreal emotions in her eyes, which were always unwavering.

Shi Qingqiu’s lips curled, lowered his head and pressed the cup on his leg, pressing his thumb hard, his low voice was a little hoarse: "We will support each other like others, but we won’t have the same reason to separate like them. ,is not it?"

Their relationship is so special, there is a reason to be together, but there is no suspicion that can lead to separation. Since they are not willing to know more people, then each other is the best choice.

"Yes." Wen Qinghan's brows gradually stretched, and she said word by word, "We have no reason to separate."

A drop of tears dripped from the corner of Shi Qingqiu's eyes, and her eyes were swollen and painful. Why did she want the simplest thing that people who had a lot of love could not give, but now she got it, but it seems to have deteriorated.

Wen Qinghan tried to stretch out her hand and hugged Shi Qingqiu tenderly. Shi Qingqiu couldn't see the tenderness in her eyes, floating and sinking like water.

The long-lost peace of mind invaded Shi Qingqiu's heart and made her feel more at ease than the throbbing at the beginning. Wen Qinghan's heartbeat seemed to fill up her cold loneliness little by little in the silent night.