Love at the Right Time

When Shi Qingqiu walked into the house, his parents had already returned to the room. The whole house looked empty, and she was the only one. The icy feeling surrounded her tightly again, she lifted up with difficulty and returned to the room, leaning weakly against the door panel.

She raised her head and didn't want the tears to flow down, but the more so, the more turbulent the tears flowed, she silently let the tears come out, bent her hands on the door panel, and finally slid down slowly and finally sat on the floor.

She buried her head between her knees, her body trembling slightly, but this time no one held her shoulder to ask her what was wrong, and no one would embrace her with open arms again. She couldn't feel her heartbeat, as if she had lost her heart after she didn't look back just now, her heart was empty, and it hurt so much.

Tears kept overflowing from the corners of her eyes and seeping into her pants. She clasped her hands tightly around her knees and did not dare to think that Wen Qinghan was still outside.

But what she saw from her blurred vision, and what she could recall in her mind, was Wen Qinghan now.

The room was dark, only the moonlight shining through the window gave Shi Qingqiu a little bit of light, and her body was trembling all the time because of crying. She asked herself, Shi Qingqiu, is it too late to leave now?

It's too late, they have no way out. But what should we do to prevent them from being separated? The only option is to keep the last step and keep the promise. Once she wanted more extravagantly, she reminded herself repeatedly that there was only agreement between them. Only in this way will this marriage last long.

Shi Qingqiu groped the wall in the dark, slowly got up and walked to the bed. After getting on the bed, she curled up and hugged herself. She wanted to respond with a smile to her answer, but the voice came out, but it was low. Weep...

The next morning, Shi Qingqiu was awakened by Wen Qinghan's call, and her dim sleepiness was all driven away by the two words displayed on the screen. She wanted to resist, she wanted to be silent, but before she had time to react rationally, the corners of her lips were slightly bent because of the call.

She swiped the screen to connect, and the other side was silent at first, and then Wen Qinghan's usual cold words sounded: "Qingqiu, have you gotten up?"

"Well, just woke up." Her voice was slightly hoarse, not sure if it was because she just woke up, or because of crying last night.

Wen Qinghan paused, and then said, "The weather is fine today. Let's go for a walk. We stay at home without seeing each other. My parents will be suspicious."

There is nothing wrong with her reason. Now that they are married, there are many things that can't be done alone.

"Okay, then I'll go wash, and see you downstairs after breakfast later." Shi Qingqiu said as warmly as possible.

Last night was just a negligible episode, it will be buried in the deepest position in her heart, and then keep her original thoughts, and never mention it. All she has to remember is that agreement, and only that agreement can be remembered.

As soon as she left the house, she saw Wen Qinghan's car waiting at the door, the window of the car was lowered, and somehow, she felt that today's Wen Qinghan looked like before again. His face is calm and solemn, and there is a kind of icy cold in the whole body that can freeze people.

Shi Qingqiu pulled the car door to sit in the co-pilot, consciously fastened his seat belt, Wen Qinghan did not speak, raised the window and started the car to leave.

She thought Wen Qinghan wouldn't speak much. Who knows that within a few minutes of driving the car, Wen Qinghan said: "Is there any place I want to go? There is still a lot of time today. You can tell me where you want to go."

Shi Qingqiu was stunned for a while before shook his head, "You decide, I don't have much place to go."

Wen Qinghan glanced at her, just for such a short glance, it was as if through her makeup, she saw her eyes that were still red and swollen because of crying.

"Then go shopping everywhere and go shopping with me." Wen Qinghan's voice was much softer, and the tiredness of staying up all night dissipated because of the smile on the corners of his lips.

Wen Qinghan parked the car at the parking lot of the most extensive shopping mall in City B. After getting off the car, he took the hand of Shi Qingqiu, naturally, as if nothing happened yesterday.

There was no panic after Shi Qingqiu wanted to speak and stopped, her gentle look, and Shi Qingqiu's slightly red and swollen eye sockets, and no bitterness that she hadn't closed her eyes overnight.

From the first step when they walked into the mall, there were many people around them, almost all showing surprise expressions. They took out their mobile phones to take pictures of Shi Qingqiu and Wen Qinghan, and some even greeted Shi Qingqiu.

"Wow, the two of them are really good friends, better-looking than Reuters on the Internet!"

"Yeah, yeah, I also think it's a pity that Lawyer Wen didn't make his debut, so good-looking..."

"I feel that Lawyer Wen is aggressive, Qingqiu must be too gentle..."

"I really want to find Lawyer Wen to file a lawsuit. I go home and ask if there are any disputes at home that I can go to court."

"You are poisonous! Go to Lawyer Wen with an idiot look, the goddess will be jealous, OK!"

A lot of noisy discussions came from behind them, Shi Qingqiu couldn't help but laugh, Wen Qinghan turned his head to look, the corners of his lips curled up, and asked: "Qingqiu, what are you laughing at?"

"It's okay, I heard what they said, kind of funny..."

Shi Qingqiu let go of Wen Qinghan's hand, Wen Qinghan was slightly startled, before he had time to lose, Shi Qingqiu took her arm again. Because of this action, the distance between the two people has shortened a bit, and they seem to be closer.

Wen Qinghan came back to his senses and smiled and said in a low voice, "It's not that you said you don't want to wear masks. We now feel like we are shopping with a group of people."

Because both of them stopped mentioning what happened last night, coupled with this little accident, the emotions last night seemed to have disappeared.

You don't say it, I don't say it, such a tacit understanding surprised Shi Qingqiu, but at the same time, he was thankful that Wen Qinghan did not ask. That's enough, it's already very good, to be able to be together in such a relationship, without worrying about separation someday.

"Do you still blame me? Do you think you are the same now? Even if I wear a mask, someone will know you. If you think of me as someone else, then you are cheating." Shi Qingqiu said disapprovingly , And then if something happened, he said: "That's how it will happen, when Shi Qingqiu has been newly married for less than a hundred days, and the newlyweds Wen Qinghan cheated on a young woman wearing a mask, and the two showed their affection in the mall without anyone else."

Wen Qinghan looked at her, squinted his eyes, and then said with a smile on his face: "Then, for the authenticity of this report, please stay close to me and not too far away. Finish the show of affection. Mission, young woman." She bit the last few words harder, sounding a little joking.

When Shi Qingqiu paused, she realized that Wen Qinghan was climbing up the pole, and her expression suddenly became more complicated. A little excited, and a little apprehensive, afraid of being too close, and unable to resist such warmth.

Wen Qinghan seemed to understand her hesitation. He didn't say any more. He turned his eyes away and looked forward. Without a trace, he said, "Qingqiu, let's go to that store."

The number of fans has gradually decreased. After all, this is an unexpected encounter, and fans still have their own business to do.

Wen Qinghan took Shi Qingqiu and turned into a clothing store. As soon as he walked in, the waitress' eyes shot past like two beams of light.

"Ms. Wen, it's been a long time since I'm here, and it happens to be a new model this season, you can follow this..."

When the waiter was still considering what to call Qingqiu, Wen Qinghan added a light tone: "No, I can just look at it myself."

"This one…"

Shi Qingqiu smiled kindly and said to the waiter: "Go ahead and do your job, I can choose with her."

"Well, you can call me when you need it." The waiter folded his hands and faced Shi Qingqiu with politeness and joy.

Shi Qingqiu nodded with a smile, and then was led by Wen Qinghan. She approached a little and laughed softly: "Qinghan, you scared others."

Wen Qinghan touched the hanger in front of him with one hand, and replied: "It was not like this when I came before, because you are here, and you are too close to the people, setting off my unkindness."

"..." Shi Qingqiu couldn't laugh or cry. Does Wen Qinghan's unkindness still need to be set off? Even without herself by her side, she looked so deserted. Eye-catching is true, but it always makes people feel too indifferent.

Shi Qingqiu bit her lip, but it was precisely this kind of Wen Qinghan who actually had a desire to be close. She wanted to give it a try, trying to warm up this indifferent person, but in fact, it was herself who was really warmed and accompanied.

Her heart softened and softened, and the decision last night was also swaying, shaking like a tall building in her heart.

Shi Qingqiu was looking at Wen Qinghan thinking in a daze. Wen Qinghan brought out a hanger with a beige silk shirt hanging on it. She contrasted Shi Qingqiu and asked, "Is this good-looking? "

Shi Qingqiu returned to his senses, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "It looks good, but you look best in white, or light gray, it looks a bit of an old cadre's temperament."

Wen Qinghan always wears white silk shirts at work, sometimes in other colors, but they are all light. The texture of silk is soft, and she wears an indescribable noble Qinghua. Coupled with this person's indifferent look, how can it not be attractive? She probably didn't know how many boys and girls wanted to approach her in college.

Wen Qinghan raised his eyes to look at Shi Qingqiu, curled his lips and said, "This is for you. It looks warmer. You look good."

After she said, she took another white one, and took Shi Qingqiu to the dressing room together. Within a few minutes, she walked out first, facing the mirror on the button on her hand. When Shi Qingqiu came out, he saw that he naturally walked over to take over the work from Wen Qinghan and buttoned the buttons on her sleeves for her.

When Wen Qinghan looked at it this way, Shi Qingqiu's eyelashes were long and dense, and she trembled slightly. She suddenly asked in a low voice, "I think it looks pretty, so I just bought these two. What do you think?"

Shi Qingqiu had just finished buttoning Wen Qinghan's other sleeve. He stood a few steps away and looked at it, and it turned out to be the same as before. She approached and asked, "Do I look good on me? But the style is the same as yours. I always think you look good on me."

Wen Qinghan's eyes suddenly became softer, and she said in a low voice, "It looks like a couple's outfit, of course it looks good."

Shi Qingqiu was there in a daze, she bit her lip unconsciously, and a lot of longing and hope surged in her heart. It was like a pool of stagnant water, clearly showing no signs of life, but because of Wen Qinghan's repeated warmth, this pool of stagnant water actually began to boil again.

Wen Qinghan could no longer hold back the indifference when she went out in the morning. She knew that their current relationship would be irreversible if they took a wrong step, but when Shi Qingqiu was shaken, she couldn't shrink back.

She touched Shi Qingqiu's hair, and said softly, "Don't hesitate, I said that good-looking is really good-looking. Change it and let the waiter pack it, I will pay the bill, and then we will go to eat."

When Shi Qingqiu looked at Wen Qinghan, he suddenly felt another feeling in his heart. She felt that Wen Qinghan seemed to know her hesitation and her worries. It seemed that she didn't need to say it at all, and Wen Qinghan knew it clearly. It is because of knowing that I have never crossed that limit, and because of this, I am gentle enough every time.

She looked at Wen Qinghan without blinking, and finally nodded with a chuckle, "Okay."