You’re My Glory

This evening, Qiao Jingjing slept unexpectedly.

The next day is the New Year's Eve.

When I woke up, I was already bright, opened my eyes, and smelled the smell of food in the nose. What she remembered, got up and opened the door of the bedroom. Sure enough, the familiar voice came from the kitchen, and the parents had arrived.

No matter how busy, big night must be a family to eat together. She has been going back to the New Year in many years, but occasionally it is like this year, because she has a job and her parents come together to reunite.

She went to the kitchen door, and her parents saw her, all smiled. "Get up, don't dare to argue with you."

Qiao Jingjing walked over and hugged Joe's mother.

Mom is a little surprised, patted her: "Jingjing, what happened? Suddenly spoiled with me."

"Nothing." Qiao Jingjing's muffled voice.

Joe dad took a look at them in a busy way, sour: "Your daughter is not always like this? Hungry?"

"Yeah." Qiao Jingjing let go of her mother, "What's the food?"

Joe's father had already given her a sweet porridge. Qiao Jingjing was drinking porridge on the small table in the kitchen while listening to her parents’ argument for the New Year’s Eve.

"How do you bring the beef from home, so you can't eat it. You can spend more time, but if you get something less, we will go back tomorrow morning, Jingjing will not eat." It’s Joe’s mother.

"How can the New Year's Eve be less? It is a good sign to have the surplus." This is Joe Dad who has turned to research cooking in recent years.

"Superstition, waste." Joe's mother concluded.

Qiao Jingjing raised his head. "You don't go with me tomorrow night?"

She will finish her performance at Dongfangtai tomorrow, and she thought her parents would wait for her to return to the whale market.

Joe and Dad cut the beef: "It’s the turn of our family to meet our guests on the first night of this year, and go back in the morning to get ready."

Qiao Jingjing was annoyed: "It is not as good as I am going back to dinner every year. You are running around in the province."

Mom Qiao said: "Then you are not going to run around, we are empty, or we are coming. If the road is blocked, you will not be able to catch up with the program."

"Oh." Qiao Jingjing did not say anything, holding a porridge bowl and drinking slowly.

A bowl of warm sweet porridge slides down, as if from the bottom of my heart, warm up, and the empty room is filled with lively fireworks.

The evening dinner in the evening failed the expectation of Joe's mother. The dishes were many, but the weight was too much. After saying a few auspicious words to each other, Joe’s mother began to recite Joe’s father again.

Later, two people agreed to admire Qiao Jingjing.

Qiao Jingjing is bitter, she also wants to eat more, but think of the skirt to be worn during the performance tomorrow, or can only restrain.

After eating the New Year's Eve dinner, I began to watch the Spring Festival Evening. My parents sat on the sofa. Qiao Jingjing sat with them for a while. One person sat on the floor window with her mobile phone.

The anxious person has begun to send the blessings of the Spring Festival, and the WeChat that she sent in the early morning has been silent.

At zero, more blessings of WeChat came in.

Every year, she copied and responded. This year, it seems that she has patience. Sitting at the window, she has made countless "I wish you a happy Chinese New Year."

When everything was still, she didn't put down her phone, and her fingers unconsciously slid down on the WeChat page. When she realized what she was doing, she suddenly stood up.

As the dream woke up, Fu felt that he was ridiculous.

On the early morning of the first day of the year, Joe and Dad went back. Qiao Jingjing had some leftovers at noon, and went to the venue rehearsal earlier in the afternoon.

The performance was very smooth. After more than eight o'clock, Qiao Jingjing changed clothes and left Xiao Zhu with the background. Walking on the way to the garage, I thought that I could finally take a few days off tomorrow, and her mood could not help but brighten up.

Xiao Zhu’s mood seems to be better. He is holding his things and jumping, and he can’t help but jump. Qiao Jingjing strangely asks: “What is so happy?”

"Ah no, no." Xiao Zhu quickly shook his head and denied that there was no smile for three seconds and another face.

Qiao Jingjing is too lazy to cross-examine.

But when I got to the underground garage, she finally knew where the excitement of Xiao Zhu’s face came from.

Not far away, waiting for her car, the slender man stood there, leaning against the car, coveted as if thinking about something.

She probably heard her footsteps, and if he raised his head, he stared straight at her.

Qiao Jingjing stepped forward and then walked steadily.

Standing on the way, she looked at her and walked to the front of the car. The voice said lowly: "You return to the whale market, I am going to pick up a car."

Qiao Jingjing was silent and turned to ask Xiao Zhu: "When did he call you?"

"Yesterday afternoon." The answer to her is on the way.

Xiao Zhu smiled and looked silly and sweet.

Qiao Jingjing can almost imagine how happy Xiaozhu received the phone yesterday, and then cooperated with him to give her a "surprise". After all, she didn't know anything. After all, even if Xiao Zhu knows something, there is a way to say it on the way. Move her.

The driver got off the bus to help them get things, and Qiao Jingjing opened the door of the back seat without saying a word. Today is a suv, Xiao Zhu ran to the other side to get on the bus, Qiao Jingjing stopped her: "You don't have to go with me, spend more time with your mother."

Xiao Zhu is a single-parent family. My mother has already received Shanghai, so the year was also in Shanghai.

Xiao Zhu said: "It doesn't matter, I will come back with the driver master tomorrow, I told my mom."

Jingjing gave her a look, Xiaozhu raised his hand. "Okay, okay, then I won't go. I will pick you up with the master. You can pack up and drop things yourself."

Suddenly said on the way: "The driver master does not have to send us."

Everyone is a glimpse, and Qiao Jingjing looks at him.

On the way: "I am driving."

Although Qiao Jingjing didn't want to talk to him, he couldn't help it at the moment: "Do you have a driver's license?"

"Yes." Yu Tu said, "Sometimes our units have to do some outfield environmental inspections, and they will go to some extreme environments, desert snow and the like. I have opened them. You can rest assured at ordinary high speed."

He said to take the wallet out of his pocket, open and take out a document and hand it to Qiao Jingjing. "My driver's license."

Sitting in the driver's seat on the way, the car slowly opened the underground garage.

There were only two of them in the car, and Qiao Jingjing was sitting in the back seat, holding the driver's license on the way - she didn't know how to pick up his driver's license, and now it is not, still, It seems to be very strange.

She turned her gaze to the colorful streetscape outside the window, and the car was too quiet. After a while, she said, "Jingjing, help me navigate."

Qiao Jingjing looked at the outside and did not move. He said softly: "You don't even know the road, what do you do to grab the driver's work?"

Did not speak on the way, driving in silence. The heart of Qiao Jingjing was disturbed by him. After a while, she asked, "Why are you here? Don't you go home for the New Year?"

"I came from the whale market in the morning. If it wasn't New Year's Eve yesterday, I came yesterday." The voice on the way was also very light. "Jingjing, I am in a hurry."

Qiao Jingjing’s heart trembled and couldn’t help but look at him. However, from her point of view, she could only see his tight jaw, and the hand holding the steering wheel seemed to be extraordinarily hard.

For a while, Qiao Jingjing said: "I will sleep for a while."

"it is good."

Qiao Jingjing leaned against the glass in the back seat. In fact, there was no sleepiness, and he did not even pretend to sleep. The so-called "sleeping for a while" is nothing but a courtesy of keeping silent, knowing each other well.

The car drove away from the colorful city and drove on a monotonous highway. There was no street light on the high speed, and the car was dimly lit. Only when it crossed the opposite car, it only came in for a moment.

And every time this moment is bright, Qiao Jingjing will wake up from myth.

She bowed her head and opened his driver's license.

The photo above is quite handsome and clear.

He said that he was in a hurry...

She closed the documents "squatting".

I don't know how long it took, the car left the high-speed, and entered the corner of the high-speed service area. Qiao Jingjing moved slightly and immediately noticed it. He explained briefly: "Come on."

The master is not filled with oil?

She looked at the front dashboard and didn't quite understand it. The time on the dashboard showed that it took about an hour to get to the whale market. She hesitated and said that she was not too comfortable: "I went to the bathroom."

On the way, I turned to the next direction, "Okay."

On the way, parked the car in a corner next to the public restroom.

Qiao Jingjing put on the mask and got off the bus. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw it in the place where I was standing in the public area and seemed to be waiting for her.

She slowed her footsteps and turned back at the right time, explaining faintly: "It's too late, not too reassuring."

Qiao Jingjing "Well", the two went to the car together.

At the end of the winter, it was the first day of the year. There was no one in the service area. It was empty and quiet, and it seemed that you could hear the sound of the people next to you.

Walking along the way, her down jacket occasionally rubbed into his coat, giving birth to a fascinating embarrassment. Qiao Jingjing let it go, and subconsciously speeded up.

In front of the car, Qiao Jingjing still walked back to the back seat, but the hand was on the door handle, but a man's palm suddenly inserted and pressed **** the door.

The sly man’s breath suddenly shrouded her.

Qiao Jingjing slammed his heart, no movement, half a sigh, and the sound of dullness on the way came from the top of his head.

“Is it really meaningless?”

Qiao Jingjing looked at his hand on the door.

"Why are you writing to me and answering those questions? Are you regretting it? Because I was so stupid before, I moved you?"

Qiao Jingjing whispered, "I don't want this, it's on the way."

In the middle of the road, there was a hint of coziness. "Are I doing something stupid?"

Qiao Jingjing covered her lips.

"These days, I write letters very late every day, but I never feel tired, I am full of ambitions, I am looking forward to it, I think that you will be happy. Jingjing, I will think so, is my IQ reduced to a negative number?"

His voice was stunned. "The stupid things I have done in my life are probably all for you."

"But I can't think of other ways," he whispered. "I didn't regret it because I saw the chat. I have long regretted it, but I can't admit it."

"I went on a business trip and spent a month in the desert. I thought I was still struggling, but one day I found out that I struggled too little. Most of the time I was thinking, how can I save you."

"Evening to blame you."

Blame her?

Qiao Jingjing finally turned to look at him.

Slowly raised her hand and took off her mask. Her eyes were soft and bitter. "Quiet why are you coming to ask me, if you give me some time, I will surrender myself. At that time, let Let me ask how good you are."

Obviously know that he should not be taken away by him, but Qiao Jingjing could not help but ask himself: "What are you asking?"

"Ask, ‘I don’t want to be with me’.”

The air seems to be stagnation.

Two pairs of relatives, watching her on the way, seriously and cautiously asked again: "Jingjing, would you like to be with me?"

Qiao Jingjing looked at him and couldn't help but his eyes were sour.

The person in front of her, she likes it for too long, too long, and once relieved in the middle, but it is so easy to make a comeback.

He has everything she likes, and he defines her understanding of loving someone.

Did she refuse to get him?

She knew in her heart that it was very difficult, but such cognition made her so wrong and sad.

Silenced for a long time, Qiao Jingjing lowered his head and lowered his voice. "I am a bit willing, but to say this, my heart is not happy."

For a moment, I felt my heart seemed to be smashed, and the sharp tingling suddenly penetrated the limbs. He couldn’t help but force her in her arms.

"Sorry."

For a time, what IQ business intelligence has turned into ashes, facing the girl who is wronged in the arms, he only feels confused and helpless.

He held her tighter and muttered in her ear. "Sorry."

Qiao Jingjing did not struggle, let him hold her tightly in his arms, his cheeks pressed against his soft coat collar. She felt that she was too weak, but she didn't want to think about it now.

"I don't want to find one, I like him more than he likes me," she said.

"This reason is not true." Yu Tu said, "I don't have less."

"Yes." She accused him, "You said that we are not suitable."

"That is because of some very cheesy reasons, such as income." On the way, it was a little hard to say, "For example, what can I give you, there is no time to take care of you."

"I don't have time to take care of you." Qiao Jingjing said, "I really like someone who is very impulsive and won't hesitate to struggle. I don't think so much."

"Then I am probably not the same as you, I think too much, you can't think much."

"What else?"

"Probably, I’m thinking about my life."

Qiao Jingjing was quiet in his arms for a while, stubbornly saying: "It is less than me anyway."

The pain in the heart of the center of the heart is pervasive.

"That's so good." He looked down. "You told me a calculation method. How to calculate how much, then I will make up, but you can't even tell me your formula."

Qiao Jingjing squinted his eyes, a little embarrassed, what is the calculation formula?

Why is this happening suddenly in their conversation?

She groaned for a while, "...you bully me again."

Yutu: "..."

He immediately said: "I am wrong."

"I didn't promise you."

Sighed on the way: "I know."

After a while.

Qiao Jingjing whispered: "I am cold."

"Then we got on the bus, but are you sitting in front of you?" It was almost yelling at her. "Help me drive the navigation. I don't really know the rest."