Qu Mojing was abroad, although She Jiayi still contacted her, but she hadn't seen her a few times, and couldn't take pictures of her secretly, so Lin Qinghan really hadn't seen her for three years.
She wondered almost every day whether Qu Mojing would change, and what she would become in three years. Just now she had been guarding the place where she was in class, watching the people inside come out one after another, when she came out, she caught her in the crowd at a glance.
She was just as she imagined, walking in the crowd with a gentle and elegant, faint sense of alienation but not arrogant. When she tilted her head and listened to the classmates beside her, her brows and eyes narrowed slightly, just like when she was thinking when she gave herself a topic.
This fool, she hasn't seen her for three years, how can she have the heart to rest. She got off the plane and headed straight to Stanford University. She only knew that Qu Mojing had graduated early and had applied for graduate school. She went to the business school to ask about talents before she knew that she might be taking classes here, but she didn't know the time, and she was waiting here for fear of missing out.
Qu Mojing turned her head and was about to put the book in her bag, but Lin Qinghan reached out to take it and put it in for her, with a casual tone: "Are you an accommodation?"
Qu Mojing shook his head: "Sharing with a senior sister, it's not far off campus. It's past five o'clock, are you hungry? I'll go back to my dormitory to put things, and then take you to dinner, if you want to visit the campus shall I accompany you again?"
She was still so thoughtful, Lin Qinghan tried her best to restrain her eyes from being so presumptuous: "You have arranged so well, I will naturally listen to you."
Qu Mojing looked at her sideways, Lin Qinghan had a smile on the corner of his mouth, all his performances were just right, and she was no longer the young girl who nodded obediently when she said she had arranged it.
"Let's go." Qu Mosheng opened the umbrella and motioned for Lin Qinghan to come over. Lin Qinghan stretched out his slender fingers to hold the umbrella handle: "It's inconvenient for you to hold the bag, I'll come."
She was wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes, and standing beside Qu Mojing was a little taller than her. The person who was always afraid of not being tall at the beginning was as tall as herself even though she treated herself so harshly.
Her fingers touched Qu Mojing's hand inadvertently, bringing a burst of coolness. Qu Mojing frowned, reached out and held Lin Qinghan's hand again, a coolness swept into the palm of his hand. Her brows tightened again, her fingers habitually poked into Lin Qinghan's sleeves and pinched her sleeves, which were very thin and the temperature inside was not too high.
Qu Mojing didn't know how many times she did this action back then. Every time she cooled down, she habitually checked Lin Qinghan's clothes, fearing that she was not wearing warm clothes. Lin Qinghan looked at her blankly, and there was a sudden dampness in her seemingly quiet ink eyes.
"Why did you come out after wearing so little? It's already the end of October, the weather in California is cold, and it's raining again and it's even colder today." Her brows did not loosen, and she complained in a low voice, with a sense of lesson, but Lin Qinghan said no in her heart. out warm.
His left hand clenched into a fist by his side, tightened and loosened, Lin Qinghan suppressed his emotions, looked down at himself and looked at Qu Mojing: "It's okay, it's just that it's a little cold, and you don't feel cold, and you dress yourself. Not much."
After speaking, she moved her hand away from the trace, she was afraid that she would not be able to restrain herself, but this move fell into Qu Mojing's eyes, and she suddenly thought that she was not used to being too close to herself.
"My hands are much warmer than yours." Qu Mojing's eyes dimmed slightly, and he slightly distanced himself from Lin Qinghan. Although the rain was not big, the pattering brought a chill, and Qu Mojing's umbrella was not big. Seeing this, Lin Qinghan tilted his hand over and covered Qu Mojing under the umbrella: "Come here, it's raining on you. ."
Lin Qinghan leaned over and followed Qu Mojing quietly with an umbrella. Qu Mojing looked at her slightly while pointing to the road, the girl standing shoulder to shoulder with her was really beautiful. She had delicate light makeup on her face, thin lips pursed lightly, and long eyelashes. When she lowered her eyes to look at the road, her expressionless face showed a coldness. The long legs are straight and slender, and she walks without rushing or slowing down. She quietly watched her steps. Sure enough, it was the same as the meeting in the previous life, and the priorities were the same.
Couldn't help showing a smile, Lin Qinghan was a little stunned when he glanced at it from the corner of his eye: "What?"
Qu Mojing looked up at her, pointed at her steps and said with a smile: "You walk a lot more regularly."
Lin Qinghan tilted his head: "Did I walk incorrectly before?"
"No, now it's true." Qu Mojing felt that it was a bit naive to pay attention to this, but she didn't know why, the feeling of surprise just now had calmed down, but when she saw Lin Qinghan, she couldn't help but pay attention to her. Every move, it seems that she can find something that she appreciates from everywhere.
Qu Mojing took Lin Qinghan across the east side of Stanford University, passed the central square, introduced the buildings and scenery along the way to her, walked out of the school for nearly ten minutes, turned a street outside Stanford University, and arrived at Qu Mojing. Mojing's house.
Lin Qinghan held an umbrella and watched her take out the key to open the door. After entering, he took a pair of slippers from the entrance and put them in front of her: "These slippers have never been used before, they are very clean, you should put them on first. I will pour you some water, you mouth some dry."
Qu Mojing went to the coffee table to get a clean tea cup and brought her a cup of warm water: "You sit first, I'll go to the next room."
Lin Qinghan licked his lips, his eyes softened with affection. Then she took a sip of the warm water cup, looked at Qu Mojing who entered the room, and there was a touch of obsession in her eyes. The better and considerate she was, the more intoxicated she was and couldn't extricate herself. Being separated for three years did not weaken her obsession. As soon as they met, they all poured out, and it was rare that she could no longer hide.
Looking around at this apartment, the place is not big, the kitchen and living room are simply separated, and there is a dining table. There is a sofa and coffee table in the living room, which is very clean, and the whole layout and decoration are very good. There is a room on the left, which should be shared with Qu Mosheng for that senior.
The apartment environment is good, Qu Mojing should be very comfortable. Just thinking of a light noise coming from the bedroom on the right, Qu Mosheng walked out of the bedroom with a black trench coat in his hand, and handed the clothes to Lin Qinghan: "Add more clothes, it will be cooler at night."
Lin Qinghan took the clothes, she didn't say anything and put them on obediently, and then looked at Qu Mojing tentatively, which did not match her cold aura, showing a bit of familiarity and cuteness.
The style of the clothes is very slim, and Lin Qinghan looks taller and has longer legs after wearing it. The black color is slightly dull, covering up the casual meaning brought by the thin sweater. The temperament of Lin Qinghan standing there is also more prominent, capable and calm.
The questioning intent in her eyes was obvious, and Qu Mojing stretched out her hand to straighten her wrinkled collar: "It's very suitable."
Lin Qinghan nodded and looked at the room with his eyes closed again: "Your senior sister hasn't come back yet."
Qu Mojing was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "She is about to graduate from graduate school, so she has to do experiments, and it is often late."
Lin Qinghan didn't ask any more. Qu Mosheng took the bag. The rain had not stopped outside. She asked Lin Qinghan, "What do you want to eat, Western or Chinese?"
"I'm fine, we'll go eat whatever you want."
Qu Mojing thought for a while: "It's better to have more Chinese food, you are too thin, but that Chinese restaurant is a little far from me, we have to take a taxi there."
"Okay, it's okay." Lin Qinghan smiled, and when she turned to take a taxi, she yawned and rubbed her dry eyes.
Getting in the taxi, Qu Mojing felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little stagnant, and Lin Qinghan had changed a lot. Even though she was taciturn at the beginning, she would talk to her softly and softly when she was with her, and she would stare at her seriously and listen to her. She speaks.
But now, Qu Mojing saw her leaning on the back of the car seat, looking straight ahead, but now the person with outstanding temperament is showing a bit of grooming, she felt a little astringent, it seemed that she was the one who made Lin Qinghan so well-behaved, let It was also her who had become repressed and indifferent.
Somehow, Qu Mojing suddenly felt a pain in her heart when she was stabbed by the recognition. She turned her head and whispered, "You came out to communicate for a month, did they intervene?"
Lin Qinghan did not answer immediately, after a pause, she blinked and turned her head: "Huh? I have done everything for the company, and this quarterly report is also ready, nothing important, and I happened to be talking with HW. The greenfield project, so he didn't say much."
Qu Mojing didn't know whether to be proud or sad. She also learned about the greenfield project from Qu Sheng. Qiansheng was also fighting for it, but he couldn't win it. Jingtai was deadlocked for a long time.
Her feelings for Lin Qinghan are too complicated. Many times, as She Jiayi said, like an old mother, she can't help worrying about her. I hope that she will become better and better, and she doesn't want to interfere too much in her life, but she is afraid that she, who is already bruised and bruised, will be destroyed by life again.
Originally, the intersection with her was just a classmate, but after experiencing rebirth and seeing her future, she couldn't bear to suffer so much for a little girl, so she hoped to protect her. But as soon as I started, it became more and more serious. I really wanted to protect her and grow up well. It felt like raising a daughter.
But now Lin Qinghan has really grown up, and she should be better than her. Looking at her like this, Qu Mojing has mixed feelings in her heart: "These years have been very hard, Jiayi said that you don't always take good care of yourself, You are as tall as me, but you are so thin that you can't eat well?"
Lin Qinghan was not in the mood at first. Hearing her complaining words, he smiled slightly, but turned his head seriously: "You only told me that if you don't rest well, you won't grow taller, but you didn't say that you won't grow fat. Besides, I also Has grown tall."
Chen Yan is 1.65 meters tall, and Kong Yixiang is also over 1.8 meters high. He has good genes from his parents. After so much tossing Lin Qinghan University for three years, he has grown to 1.68 meters, and wearing high heels is more than 1.7 meters.
The last sentence was very serious. With such a cold and beautiful face, Qu Mojing felt itchy, and couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Yes, they are taller than me, I remember it so clearly for so many years, be careful. Son."
Lin Qinghan smiled without saying a word. It would take half an hour to drive from here to the Chinese restaurant. On the way, Qu Mojing found that Lin Qinghan was not in good spirits. She kept silent and looked ahead, but Shi always blinked and seemed to be unable to open her eyes.
After she stopped talking, Lin Qinghan leaned on the seat for a while, her head lowered slightly, but she was very restless and kept nodding her head.
Qu Mojing frowned slightly, how could she be so trapped? Does Kong Yixiang want her to handle things after going abroad? Or is the time difference not reversed
Then she was a little annoyed, even after two days of rest, the jet lag didn't go away so fast, and she definitely couldn't hold it anymore. She took out her mobile phone and looked at the map. She was about to arrive at the restaurant. She thought about it and typed a string of English on her mobile phone and handed it to the taxi driver.
The driver was a little stunned, looked back at the back seat, and then he smiled slightly, compared with an OK mouth, the car turned around at the intersection ahead, and returned smoothly all the way in the dark. And Qu Mojing quietly leaned over to Lin Qinghan's side, and gently placed her head on his shoulder. Lin Qinghan moved but did not wake up, and fell asleep gradually.
The author has something to say: I finally met, two idiots.
Qu Mojing, Lin Qinghan: I am addicted to my daughter-in-law and cannot extricate myself.
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