Mother Qiao still remembers Sheng Qiao.
The last time she came to the house, she stood timidly downstairs, although she was far away from seeing her appearance, but she had an inexplicable sense of intimacy. At the moment, I was getting close, seeing her small white face, her eyes flushed, and she was so wronged.
Mother Qiao felt uncomfortable immediately. The inexplicable intimacy made her sway her wheelchair to approach, stretched out her hand to hold Sheng Qiao's hand, and said softly: "It's Qiao Qiao? What's the matter, tell the aunt, what's wronged? ?"
The tears that Sheng Qiao couldn't endure were really coming out again.
She bit the tip of her tongue, the pain forced her tears back, a smile was pulled from the corner of her lips, and she squatted down in front of Qiao's mother: "I didn't feel wronged, but saw that the verdict finally came down. I was very happy and wept with joy."
Mother Qiao felt even more distressed when she saw her strong face and laughter, and touched her head to comfort her: "This is a good thing. Don't cry anymore. Did you eat when you came over?"
Sheng Qiao originally wanted to say that she had eaten, but she was too greedy for her mother's tenderness and couldn't help but act like a baby in a soft voice: "Not yet."
"Why haven't you eaten so late? It's not good for your stomach. Xiaoyu, let Mom Zhang cook some food."
Qiao Yu said helplessly from the side: "Mom, Zhang's mom is on holiday."
Mother Qiao reacted, patted Sheng Qiao's hand, and smiled: "The aunt will make it for you, what would Qiao Qiao want to eat?"
Sheng Qiao sniffed: "I can eat a bowl of noodles."
Qiao Yu: "... I'll go. Mom, Sheng Qiao brought you New Year's gifts, so you can talk first."
After that, he turned and went to the kitchen.
Sheng Qiao finished talking with Qiao's mother, and then got up to say hello to Qiao's father, "Uncle... Good uncle."
Father Qiao laughed, "Well, well, last time, at the door outside, was it you?"
The businessman was quick-minded, looking at this familiar face, and finally remembered the girl crying and making noise at the door that night a few months ago. It seems that at that time, my kid had a problem with this girl.
Sheng Qiao was particularly embarrassed: "I went to the wrong place that day." She quickly changed the subject and brought the gift she prepared over, "This is a New Year gift for you. This one belongs to my uncle. It is an authentic one bought by a friend of mine. Local snow clams. This is for auntie. It is a leg moxibustion instrument. In winter, the legs are cold. This can make you warmer."
The snow clam was bought at his hometown with the help of Zhong Shen, and she chose the moxibustion instrument by herself when she went to the mall.
"The girl is really interested." Father Qiao loves to eat snow clams. Although it is not a valuable gift, both are in line with his wishes. Sheng Qiao's eyes are more liking.
Sheng Qiao pushed her mother to the sofa and the three of them sat down
Father Qiao said: "What's the matter with that girl's lawsuit? Xiaoyu has already solved it for you?"
"It's all resolved." She thought for a while, and briefly said about the termination of the contract, without concealing the Luo photos. Mother Qiao has always been softhearted. Listening to her calm tone, thinking about the loan sharks she said, father suicide, luo photos, twenty-year overlord contract, tears can be heard.
Father Qiao was also furious: "This kind of company is simply deceiving people too much! I think it will be ruined sooner or later!"
Qiao Yu walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles: "You still care about your own company. Haven't that project been taken down recently?"
Father Qiao waved his hand, beckoning him not to mention this.
The noodles are homemade noodles, and Qiao Yu can only make this. Sheng Qiao thanked him and sat on the small stool in front of the coffee table to start eating. She used to squat here to eat and watch TV while eating. I don't know how many times Mother Qiao said it.
The whole family was happy. She ate the noodles made by her brother and listened to the voice of mom and dad chatting. For a moment, she thought she was still Qiao Qiao. The unexpected life brought about by the car accident a few months ago seemed to be just a dream.
Sheng Qiao finished the noodles and went to the kitchen with the bowl. Father Qiao said, "Let it go, let Xiaoyu wash it."
Sheng Qiao: "Don't use Dad, I'll do it myself."
Qiao Yu: "???"
Father Qiao: "???"
Mother Qiao: "???"
Sheng Qiao in hindsight: "..."
Sorry, my mouth is sloppy.
Father Qiao asked Qiao Yu with his eyes: This is called Dad
Qiao Yu:...
Not me, I didn't, I didn't do anything.
Sheng Qiao feels that as an entertainer who is about to become an actor, acting skills are necessary at this time. She sucked her nose, curled her lips, how pitiful she looked: "I'm sorry uncle... You are so kind to me, just like my own parents. I haven't called my father for a long time. Just now, I was in a daze..."
It was originally pretending, but the more I said it, the more uncomfortable it became, and tears fell out of my eyes.
Qiao Yu hurriedly handed her papers again.
Sheng Qiao suppressed the sadness, "I'm sorry, aunt and uncle, I have too much mood swings tonight. It's getting late, I will leave first, and I will see you next time. I wish you a happy new year and good health in advance."
Three people took her to the door.
After asking a few more words, Sheng Qiao turned to leave. She couldn't help but squatted down and hugged Mother Qiao. She buried her head in her neck, smelling the familiar smell belonging to her mother, and whispered softly: "Auntie, you are like my mother, she is also in a wheelchair."
Mother Qiao heard a trembling cry in her voice, and she felt a pain in her heart. She patted her back lightly, "After that, I will come to play at home often, and my aunt will make good food for you."
"Um!"
…
The three of them watched her drift away in the night, and Father Qiao said, "You have to be nice to people in the future."
Qiao Yu: "???"
No, why should I treat her better? She is just my client! ! !
Sheng Qiao cried as he walked, crying unscrupulously while there was no one in the night. She hasn't cried like this for a long, long time. Who can we cry for
When she walked out of the community, a car came oncoming, the high beam hit her face straight, and Sheng Qiao raised her hand to block her. The next moment, the high beams dimmed, and the low beams were changed. Sheng Qiao nodded slightly and thanked the owner.
The car stopped next to her, and the window slowly went down, revealing Horch's slightly frowning face.
The tears were just like the faucet. She just took it if she said it. She quickly raised her hand and wiped the tears from her face. The corners of her eyes were still red, but her smile was big and bright, "Horch! What a coincidence, I met you again. NS!"
Horch frowned deeper, and he glanced at the direction of Qiao's house in front of him.
It seems that every violent mood swing in her is related to the family.
He pressed the car lock, "Get in the car first."
Sheng Qiao shook his head quickly: "No, no, I've called a car, and I'm only one kilometer away! Go back soon!"
Horch said quietly: "It's not safe to take a taxi alone at night, come up."
The kindness from idol's persistence is totally irresistible. Sheng Qiao canceled the order for a taxi, opened the door and sat in.
The inside of the car is very warm. There was also a record of her home address in the navigator. After entering it, Horch turned the front of the car. Sheng Qiao still sat in the back row, took out the indictment, and said happily, "Look at Horch, I am canceling the contract."
He tilted his head and glanced, "Congratulations."
Sheng Qiao happily put his hands on his knees, holding his face obediently, and leaning closer to him, "A lot of brokerage companies have contacted me these days. I will sign a new company when the Chinese New Year is over."
Horch glanced at her through the rearview mirror. "Which companies are there?"
Sheng Qiao broke his fingers and counted with him.
Horch listened quietly, "How did you think about it?"
"I prefer Heshi and Qiantang. Although the resources of these two are not the best, the style is more suitable for me."
Horch didn't speak for a long time. The car galloped through the street in the winter night, and the atmosphere inside the car was silent for a while. Sheng Qiao leaned back. For a long time, he heard Horch say: "Do you know I opened a studio?"
"Of course I do."
"My studio, you can also sign someone."
"..."
He didn't rush: "So, consider my studio?"
Sheng Qiao: "..."
No, don't think about it.
Sheng Qiao did not speak, and Horch was not in a hurry, so he drove back to her house in silence all the way, Horch parked in the garage, and Sheng Qiao held the indictment: "Then I'm gone, thank you for sending me back bye!"
Pulling the car door, I found that it couldn't be opened.
Horch didn't unlock it.
He turned around, his body tilted slightly, the space in the car was small, and Sheng Qiao was forced by him to cling to the cushion and dare not move.
Horch smiled: "You haven't answered me yet."
Sheng Qiao's mouth trembled, "I... I don't think it's so good..."
"Oh? What do you think is not so good? Is it because the resources of my studio are not good, or the owner of the studio is not good?"
"..."
Breath interlaced, light and shadow dimmed.
After a long time, I heard Sheng Qiao whisper: "It's me who is not good."
Huo Xi looked at her quietly.
She plucked up the courage to meet his gaze, "Horch, you know. If I go to your studio, how much criticism and trouble will I cause you. Those who like you will be disappointed with you, maybe even I’ll get rid of my fans. Other people in the circle can’t understand your kindness, and they’ll look at you with colored eyes, and they’ll talk about you in private."
Her youth is like a mountain stream with clear snow, and a bright moon at night.
She couldn't bear to see a bit of dirty eyes on him.
She pursed the corners of her lips and smiled lightly at him: "So, don't do it. Thank you for helping me. I'm really happy."
Horch looked at her for a while, turned around, and locked the car.
With a cluck, he didn't look back. Sheng Qiaola opened the door, and the cold air rushed in. She said softly: "Horch, I wish you a Happy New Year in advance."
She got out of the car, closed the door, and ran all the way into the elevator.
Horch looked at the slowly closing elevator doors, the voice-activated lights dimmed, and the garage was silent.
She said such a large number of reasons, she will bring criticism to him, will disappoint fans, will be discussed by others, every sentence is reasonable, every word is considered for him.
She never thought about what kind of trouble she would bring to herself when signing his studio.
She refused him, not for fear of getting into trouble.
But worry about him being hurt.
Horch started the car. With a roar, all the voice-activated lights in the garage were startled.
Amidst the roar, there was a low voice of the teenager: "Happy New Year."