Running Away Hand in Hand with the Second Female Lead

"Ah—" Qin suddenly uttered a sigh of enlightenment, and explained in a very awkward manner: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I really got it wrong. I bought it from the Internet. I looked at the cover color at the time. I picked this if it looks good."

"Sister, do you like yellow?" Qin Julai asked this sentence innocently.

"..."

"Isn't this orange?" Qin actually raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, sister, do you like orange?"

Hiss... This broken kid.

The two of them were chatting with Qin Haotian and they called for a meal below. Qin actually wiped his hair dry again, and walked downstairs with a hair tie at random. The guests have all gone, the table top is clean, but Mama Qin is still sweeping the floor.

Qin unexpectedly knew what to do no matter how ignorant he was. He walked over and wanted to ask her for a broomstick. But when Mama Qin raised her head, her gentle eyes were filled with anger. Looking at Qin unexpectedly, he whispered: "Smelly Girl, you still know to come back?"

Qin unexpectedly felt his heart softened, and quickly lowered his head and whispered: "Mom."

Qin Haotian walked over to complete the scene: "Okay, don't sweep it. It's her business for her daughter to practice outside. Is it possible to stay at home with us every day to watch the restaurant."

Qin Julai also said, "Yes, mom, when my sister and I become rich, we will pick you up and live together."

Mother Qin broke her tears into a smile, pulling Qin to make her sit down, and her favorite food came in a while.

There are no waiters in the Qin family, and they usually rely on the couple to be busy. Qin actually wants to help, but it is a pity that Qin Ju came to do it for her a little bit. After a while, the food was ready and the family sat down.

Qin Julai specially brought a bottle of Mirinda over: "Sister, the orange color you like."

Qin Julai poured drinks for his mother and sister, and Qin Haotian also took out a half bottle of white wine, which he didn't know how long he had left. Before Mama Qin's babble, he hurriedly said with a smile: "This is to catch the wind and dust for my daughter. You must drink it."

Qin was actually aroused by his fear of his wife’s honest appearance. The action of holding up a wine glass and pushing the cup to change the cup was familiar to him in his previous life, but at this moment sitting here, looking at the close relatives who are strangers. Qin unexpectedly felt a little dazed for a while.

The warm yellow light shines on this simple couple, everything seems to be warm and too beautiful.

Qin actually raised his head and lowered it, and finally said after a long awkwardness: "My parents have worked hard."

Qin Haotian answered, "It's too late for Mom and Dad to be happy, come on, Dad does it, you are free."

Mother Qin's craftsmanship is excellent, with four dishes and one soup, all colors and flavors are delicious. Qin actually didn't know why. He was obviously too tired of eating cold steaks with delicacies and seafood in his previous life, but today's most simple home-cooked meal seems to be exceptionally delicious.

After eating, Qin Haotian cut the fruit again and brought it back. Mother Qin took a tape measure and a notebook from upstairs to measure Qin's knees. Qin unexpectedly remembered that his brother had said that his mother was going to make knee pads for her, and he cautiously declined: "No need, mom, knee pads are very good."

Mother Qin kept moving her hands: "The ones sold outside are either the wrong thickness, or the tightness is not suitable to wear. Mom knows that you love beauty and will make you a flesh-colored one. No one can tell if you put on your stockings. "

"Flesh knee pads?" Qin unexpectedly imagined it and couldn't help but smile.

Qin Julai next to him also felt funny: "Mom, are you making my sister beautiful or funny."

Mother Qin poked Qin Julai's head with a smile: "What do you know, girls are most afraid of the cold, and your sister is especially cold. Besides, what's wrong with the flesh-colored knee pads? They look beautiful and don't wear anything bad."

Qin Ju took a look at Qin Ran, who had a plain face, and scratched his head: "Parents, how come I look so different from my sister?"

Qin Haotian looked at his daughter and then at his son: "Don't tell me, it seems that we don't look very much like the three of us."

Qin unexpectedly quickly coughed: "Dad, biologically speaking, it is called recessive inheritance. It may happen to be recessive."

"Really?" Qin Haotian said and patted Qin Julai: "The kid is not as good as your sister's inheritance."

The family laughed and chatted for a while, Qin unexpectedly lost most of the awkwardness when he first walked in. Although they were strangers to themselves, what they gave to "Qin unexpectedly" was unquestionable love. With family.

Family...

Qin was a little gloomy for a moment.

Qin Haotian saw that his daughter might be tired, so he stopped chatting, and after asking him to go upstairs, the two of them began to pack the remaining things.

In the evening, Mother Qin sent a slightly thicker quilt: "Of course, we are cooler than school here, so cover this if it is cold at night."

Qin unexpectedly quickly took over and thanked him. City A was south of the city, and the cold season had not yet arrived. Coupled with the rain, Qin unexpectedly felt an inexplicable sultry heat.

Before leaving, Mother Qin stopped and looked at Qin unexpectedly. Qin unexpectedly was also taken aback: "What, what's wrong?"

"Of course, are you okay at school?"

Mother Qin is not tall, she may have been tired all the year round, and her temples have been coated with white hair.

Qin unexpectedly tightened his voice: "No, no."

"It's fine if you don't." Mother Qin reached out and patted her on the back again as she said, she left.

Qin unexpectedly locked the door and relaxed completely the moment he sat at the desk. I looked around the room casually and found a small note pasted in an inconspicuous corner of the table, and I looked up neatly and wrote four words: my dream.

From top to bottom, it changes from a pencil to a pen and then to a ballpoint pen. The content is basically "study hard", "first grade in the exam" and so on. Many handwritings have been blurred and invisible until the last one: fc.

It looks exactly like the tattoo on the leg.

Qin unexpectedly picked up the pen from the side and struck out the two letters neatly. Then after thinking about it, he wrote on the remaining two blank lines:

1. When returning to President Qin.

2.Gypsophila.

After finishing writing, Qin unexpectedly felt something wrong again. If Qin Ju came to see her and thought her dream was gypsophila, it would be wrong to buy her a house back. So I found a small correction tape and swiped it gently to cover the line neatly. Then I thought about it again, and lightly wrote two words on it with a pen: mine.

There is no air conditioner in her room. At night, Qin actually lay on the bed and was hot and uncomfortable. He got up and turned on the ceiling fan. There was a loud noise. Qin actually looked at the fan spinning overhead, as if it was about to fall in the next second. He curled up and got back into his little quilt.

After the quilt was dull for a while and a little breathless, Qin actually got up and turned off the fan. I glanced at the phone, it was past eleven.

When she got off the car, she gave Ruan Nan's mobile phone number the same as the WeChat account, and no new friends have applied until now.

Qin actually turned the phone around with his fingers, too, arrogant little wild cat, it should take some time for her to take the initiative.

Qin unexpectedly opened the door of the room and went downstairs, planning to go to the small courtyard outside the "Izakaya" to cool off. As soon as he arrived downstairs, he found that there was already a person sitting on the stone steps in front of the courtyard. Qin actually walked over and called out: "dad?"

Qin Haotian was smoking a cigarette, and when he heard this, he quickly pinched the cigarette: "Why did it come out?"

Qin actually slapped his hand: "It's a bit hot, I'll come out slowly."

"Hot? There is a fan in Dad's room. I'll take it out for you." He said he would go back to get the fan.

Qin unexpectedly hurriedly stopped him: "No need for Dad, I'll just stay outside for a while." Then he sat side by side on the stone steps with Qin Haotian, deliberately keeping a little distance in the middle.

When the family was together before, there were still conversations. Suddenly there were only two people sitting together, and the awkwardness of Qin's confusion came up again.

Qin Haotian may also see her awkwardness. He handed over an unopened can of beer from his side and joked: "Drink something?"

Qin actually saw that he was teasing himself, and smiled and shook his head.

Qin Haotian didn't insist anymore, he took a sip of the beer beside him. The stars in this season are so bright, Qin actually looked up at the starry sky, and did not know what bird's call was hiding in the bushes.

The two of them sat in silence for a while, until Qin Haotian finished drinking the second can of beer, Qin unexpectedly realized, and cautiously said, "Dad, are you on your mind?"

Qin Haotian froze for a moment, took another sip, put the beer can down, put his arms around his knees, and said, "Of course, Dad always feels that you have become more careful when you come back this time."

"Is there something unhappy in school?"

His tone was full of care, but his eyes didn't dare to look at Qin Juran directly. A feeling that he was separated from his daughter because of inferiority complex was spontaneous. Qin unexpectedly shook his head quickly: "No, no dad, I'm fine."

"Is it because of Fan Chuan?" Qin Haotian put down his beer.

"Dad, do you know?" Qin was surprised.

Qin Haotian sighed, looked at Qin unexpectedly with a look of "I guessed it", and whispered: "Of course, Dad knows that you have liked him since high school. Dad admits that he is excellent, but President Dad I feel that you have had a hard time in the matter of liking him."

Seeing that Qin's expression was unnatural, Qin Haotian hurriedly added: "Dad is not interfering with your free feelings. Dad just feels... I don't want you to suffer so much."

The cool night breeze blew through the yard, blowing Qin's hair beside his temple. The man's extraordinarily soft tone and the honest face of the Chinese character looked very unattractive, and his thin body showed a bit of rickets.

Qin unexpectedly felt a bit sour in his nose, so he quickly opened his eyes and turned his head away. When he calmed down, he looked at Qin Haotian: "Dad, I don't like Fan Chuan anymore."

Qin Haotian was taken aback. It didn't look like she was joking. He paused for a moment: "Really?"

"Really." Qin hooked the corner of his mouth unexpectedly: "The previous things are over, no one will keep making mistakes."

"So Dad, you don't have to worry anymore."

Qin's voice was not high, but his tone was calm and confident. Qin Haotian was stunned for a long time before reacting. For a moment, his face flushed with happiness, and he nodded heavily:

"That's good, that's good. In the future, if you have anyone you like, you can try it and bring it back to Dad to cook for him."

Qin actually looked at him happily like a child, the sorrow and sorrow in his nasal cavity was even better, raised his head and widened his eyes, deliberately joking: "You can like anyone?"

"As long as you don't hurt my daughter, you can like anyone!"

A kind of unprecedented trust and reliance instantly encroached on the entire atrium, so powerful that it made Qin a little confused, and almost blurted out, "What if it was a girl?"

Qin actually regretted it as soon as he finished his words. He quickly lowered his head and was about to add a joke. He heard Qin Haotian say: "Girls...Girls should like sweets. My dad recently studied a candied ice cream. Speed..."

"Dad" Qin was almost surprised to be a little unbelievable: "Don't you think it's bad? Don't you think you will be laughed at by neighbors?"

Qin Haotian raised his head, and the man's broad and rough palm patted Qin unexpectedly on his shoulder, slowly saying:

"Of course, Mom and Dad are uneducated, and they haven't given you anything good for so many years since they were young. After a restaurant has been open for so many years, they still haven't done anything well."

"But Dad knows that the appearance of you and Lailai is the best gift God has given us."

"Dad never cared about other people's eyes, Dad hoped—"

The vicissitudes of the man’s face was full of affection for more than two decades, with the most tenacious self-esteem, and he used the most clumsy words to express the simplest thoughts:

"It's always just hello."

A sentence suddenly appeared in Qin's mind--

"It's like a tired bird traveling thousands of miles away. Outside of the fog, it will always find a beam of warm light that belongs to itself."

Qin actually felt that at this moment, in this starry night, in this wonderful world, she also saw the light.

The author has something to say: I hope that every little angel will follow the light of life.

Tomorrow we will take a day off as usual, and we will see you at 18:00 on Thursday~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: there are 6 beginnings but not the end; the instant list 1 tweeted

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Shanyue Lonely;

Keep working hard to save the manuscript!