Love at the Right Time

The night was surging, and I felt irritable for no apparent reason. It was probably the state I only had after I told Wen Qinghan about Qi Yue today.

After dinner, she went out alone without driving, so she walked along the road in front of the community.

Every night, there are always more small late-night snack stalls near the community. The smell of late-night snack is in the air. In short, I randomly found a stall and ordered something, and ordered two bottles of beer.

It seems that there is still a lack of someone who can chat. She took out her phone and flipped through the WeChat address book.

Yao Rui has a family.

Shi Qingqiu, forget it...

Wen Qinghan, let alone...

When she had time and had a high chance of agreeing to chat with her, she frowned and watched them one by one, and finally sent Fu Anran a sentence: "Are you out to eat? I'm at the gate of the community."

Fu Anran replied immediately: "I'll be there soon."

I chuckled at the corners of my lips and smiled. I was finally satisfied, but after thinking about it, I added another sentence: "Don't let your parents know that I'm asking you, you know."

Fu Anran didn't reply again, about ten minutes or so. The skewers and beer were all on the table, and Fu Anran arrived.

"Senior sister, why do you think of having supper today?"

"Um... it's nothing. I just don't want to stay at home. Just when you are at home, I will come out and chat with you." Jianyizhi said with a warm smile, and pushed the plates in front of him to Fu Anran a little bit. .

Looking at Jian Yi's smile, Fu Anran clearly saw it every day at work. He used to see it without looking up, but at this time he always felt good-looking.

It's like you admire a person on the screen, you know she is very beautiful, but if one day you can talk face to face and get acquainted with each other, that feeling will be completely different from before.

"What do you want to talk about?" Fu Anran pursed her lips, remembering that she had asked her emotional question this morning, and couldn't help but jokingly said: "Is it the same problem as today? Do you want to rekindle the old feelings?"

Jian Yizhi, who was drinking a beer, was suddenly choked. She hurriedly put down her glass and coughed. Fu Anran reduced her smile when she saw it. She patted Jian Yizhi's back gently, and said softly apologetic: " Senior sister, are you okay? I'm sorry I don't know..."

Simply coughing and smiling, she looked at Fu Anran's face wrinkled into a little bun, waved her hand and said, "It's okay, there is nothing I can't mention, that thing is really not my own." Her cough gradually calmed down, and she picked it up. A bunch of meat ordered a small dish, motioned to Fu Anran to eat together, and then said: "That's when I suddenly remembered that you had a boyfriend before, and I wanted to hear what you think if it's you."

Fu Anran held a bunch of balls, squeezed the bamboo sticks with his fingers, and his thoughts drifted uncontrollably to the meaning of the simple words. Because I have had a boyfriend and I want to hear opinions, does it mean that she has never been in a relationship, so she wants to hear other people's opinions?

"An Ran, why are you stunned?"

"It's okay..." Fu Anran ate the **** with a shy smile in her eyes, "It's just that the senior sister usually doesn't feel like someone who asks these questions, because you seem to see everything. It’s clear that there will be no troubles."

"How can I be so magical?" Jian Yizhi laughed. She used chopsticks to smash several bunches of meatballs and vegetables into the plate, and then ate them while holding the chopsticks and said: "Speaking of this, the one on your last call The man doesn't bother you anymore, right?"

Fu Anran nodded and said: "Well, no more." She paused, stopped her chopsticks, filled Jane's empty glass, and looked at Jane's, her pink lips slowly opened and closed: "His name is Liang Ziang. I met him when I was in college. I don’t belong to our school. Maybe the graduation season is the breakup season. He said he wanted to go to other places to develop, so he separated. He called me some time ago. I said I regret it and want to reconcile."

Simply shook his head, "If you want to break up, anything can be a reason, no matter what the reason, in short, I don't want to pass it."

Fu Anran smiled and said, "I think every point of yours is correct. People with you in the future must have nothing to worry about."

Simply stunned, and then clicked on the plate in front of her with chopsticks, "As long as you talk a lot, eat quickly, and I will go back after eating."

For the people who will be with her in the future, she has never dared to imagine that she will be accompanied by someone. That kind of heartbeat, tacit feeling, and many small emotions should be experienced in a suitable person, but such a person has never appeared before, and it seems that Qi Yue can't even be regarded as Qi Yue many years ago.

The simple phone rang suddenly, and she looked at it. It was a message from her mother. She pondered for a while, then spoke again: "An Ran, will you have time tomorrow night?"

"Yes, do you have supper again?"

She simply couldn't help but chuckle, "No, it's dinner. My mother told me that someday a friend's child would like to discuss something with me. I made an appointment for a meal. I didn't feel right."

"It turns out that I was a rescuer. Is there any benefit?" Fu Anran asked half-truth.

"Um... I will treat you for lunch tomorrow."

The time to enter the crew is getting closer and closer, and Shi Qingqiu always used to visit the two elders at Wen's house after finishing a period of work, and this is the same.

She took the fruits and skin care products that she bought specially in the morning, and walked over to Wen's house under the joyful eyes of her parents. Every time Wen Qinghan's parents welcomed her arrival, and now it was the first time after getting married that they were even more happy.

As soon as the door was opened, Wen Qinghan’s mother Zhao Wanyi came out to greet him, and asked the nanny to pick up the gift from Shi Qingqiu, and then kindly pulled her inside: "Qingqiu, you kid too, always mention this. What a big bag, don't call Qinghan, let her pick you up."

Shi Qingqiu smiled gently and shook his head, "My aunt, who is okay, there is nothing heavy. I can bring it by myself, so I don't need to call her over."

After coming back last night, they did not contact again, WeChat did not, and the phone did not, as if they had returned to the time when they did not have frequent contact before. She did not move, and Wen Qinghan did not move. The two people had a tacit understanding as if they had never experienced the intimacy of this period of time.

Just as she walked into the living room, Zhao Wanyi patted her hand and reminded, seemingly angrily, "Auntie?"

Shi Qingqiu, who was accustomed to the address, was reminded like this, his face was a little reddish, and it was neither called nor called neither.

Wen Chengxuan, who was reading the newspaper in the living room, couldn’t stand it anymore. He walked over to comfort Shi Qingqiu: “Qingqiu, don’t listen to your aunt. We don’t worry. This habit has to be slowly changed. You can call it again when you feel it is right Row."

Zhao Wanyi touched the back of Shi Qingqiu’s hand again with a smile on her face, and compromised her husband’s proposal: “Yes, it’s hard to change the habit for so many years. But Qingqiu, I can wait for your mother, don’t Let me wait too long."

Shi Qingqiu lowered his head slightly, and responded very docilely and appropriately: "Okay, I remember it."

The three people sat on the sofa. Wen Chengxuan read the newspaper while listening to what his wife was talking about with Shi Qingqiu.

Shi Qingqiu was really upset about the fact that she was about to enter the crew but did not inform in advance. She said softly, a little apologetic: "Auntie, I will be on the crew in two days. I didn't tell you in advance to make you worry. Up."

"Hey, you said you, what can't you say?" Zhao Wanyi amused Shi Qingqiu's forehead, "I heard Qinghan say that it will be easy after the filming, then we will wait. Wait for you to be busy. There are holidays. Our two families will sit down again to discuss. Anyway, the wedding must be done beautifully, and neither of you two children can be wronged.”

Of course Shi Qingqiu had no objection. She smiled warmly and said, "Thank you auntie, thank you uncle, I must remember."

Zhao Wanyi suddenly thought of something and asked curiously: "Hey, Qingqiu, what scene are you filming this time?"

"The costume drama, according to the content of the script given to me, is the story of the general and the princess joining hands to defend the country."

Wen Chengxuan's newspaper was a little lower, and when he looked up, his attention was no longer on the newspaper. Zhao Wanyi was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Then you are the princess?"

Judging by Shi Qingqiu's appearance and temperament, acting as a princess is perfect. She is a lady of everyone, gentle and graceful, with picturesque eyebrows. The image of this princess can be said to be vivid.

Unexpectedly, Shi Qingqiu shook his head, smiled and corrected: "I'm a general."

"Huh? General..." Zhao Wanyi looked at her husband with a complicated face and looked at Shi Qingqiu again. "That's not easy to act. Are you ready?"

Shi Qingqiu calmly said: "I'm ready, aunt, don't worry." She thought about the content of the script, then smiled and added: "But speaking of it, the general's personality is a little bit similar to that of Qing Han. "

"I seem to have forgotten something..." Zhao Wanyi was startled, and instantly scolded herself for being confused. She quickly patted Shi Qingqiu's hand and went to the kitchen to take out the well-coded fruit platter and hand it to Shi Qingqiu. , He said with full hint: "Look at my memory, Qing Han is in the room. This is freshly cut fruit. You can bring it in."

Shi Qingqiu was suddenly stunned. While being urged to stand up, he asked: "Qing Han... is she at home? Didn't she live with her when she was going to work?"

"I forgot all about it. She said that she would wait for you to go to the crew and go back there. See if I was too late..." Zhao Wanyi took Shi Qingqiu to the vicinity of Wen Qinghan's room, and then winked at her. Soundly hinted: "You guys talk about you, I won't go in with your uncle."

After speaking, she slid away, leaving Shi Qingqiu alone in the silent corridor. The conversation last night and the panic in her heart were entangled in her heart for a while.

She stood there holding the fruit platter for a long, long time. It was so long that she didn't know whether she was thinking about knocking on the door or not even reluctant to move because of the people inside.