A guilty conscience must be ashamed.
But is it clear
Jiang He stared at him with piercing eyes.
She likes this kind of life and wants to rely on him.
I don't want to go back.
There was nothing in the valley in the Tang Dynasty, the food was hard and the food was dirty...
"Innocent?"
Xu Qing asked again, calmed down, and tried not to let the alcohol affect him. He felt that Jiang He seemed to have drunk too much, his little face was flushed, and his eyes were sparkling.
He looked around and pondered: "This matter... is a bit complicated, let's talk about it when we go back."
This girl is a little moved.
Touching the box in his pocket, Xu Qing thumped, could it be useful
Tomorrow, when she sobers up, she might break her skull.
"Very complicated?"
"Yes, it's complicated, we'll talk about it later."
When the two of them entered Qin's house, Qin Maocai had already put the pot on the table, bubbling and bubbling.
A bottle of sea blue, three pairs of chopsticks.
The Spring Festival Gala was on the TV, and the two people sang and sang together.
"Uncle, why don't you find someone else?"
After two glasses of wine, Xu Qing looked at the room. One year later, it was still so simple, and the appearance hadn't changed at all.
Just a sofa, a coffee table, a TV on the wall, and a dog cage on the balcony, not dirty or messy, but very cool.
Qin Hao, father and son Qin Maocai live here, they don't pay much attention to anything, it's just a place to eat and sleep.
"Where can I look for it? Who can take a fancy to me?"
"That's not true."
Xu Qing glanced around with his pig's face between his eyes, and said: "Look at those sunset reds, they can still dance square dances and hook up when they are sixty or seventy years old..."
"Come on, come on you." Qin Maocai scolded with a smile, and turned to Jiang He to say hello: "Miss eat vegetables."
"okay."
Jiang He was also looking at the room. There were a few photos hanging on the wall, and she recognized that they were Qin Hao who had seen him several times.
is a cop...
Turning her head to look at Xu Qing, she felt as if she understood something.
"It's been Chinese New Year at your house this year, when are you planning to get married?" Qin Mao raised his glass to Xu Qing.
"I haven't thought about that yet, let's see it first."
"She's from Jiangcheng?"
Qin Maocai asked, Xu Qing didn't answer, but looked at Jiang He.
"I'm not... I'm from Zhejiang City." Jiang He said.
"Zhecheng is good. I went there before to get tea." Qin Maocai showed a flash of memory on his face, "Many years ago, I went there for half a month, and it rained for half a month...
Hey, are you coming to Jiangcheng to go to school? "
"No, I'm here to work."
"Working so early?" Qin Maocai was surprised, "You look quite young."
"I didn't go to school."
"Oh, that's good, let this kid take care of you."
"… Ok."
Seeing her seriousness, Qin Maocai stopped nagging, raised his hand and picked up the wine glass to signal to Xu Qing.
After taking a sip of his wine, he smacked his lips and sighed suddenly: "In this dazzling time, your kid is about to start a family. It's really... really fast."
"Aren't the rats talking too? It's going to happen." Xu Qing smiled and poured him another glass.
Talking to the old man is much more interesting than drinking with Xu Wenbin.
"He's been talking about it for several months, and I haven't even seen him. If I didn't post a photo, I would have thought he was in love with a ghost!"
Qin Maocai curled his lips, people really cannot be compared.
"It's good to talk about some things. There's no rush. Look, I'm not in a hurry..."
Xu Qing and Qin Mao were chatting away to kill time, while Jiang He watched TV quietly, feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't find it.
Dancing and singing skits were played one after another on the TV. It was past 9:30.
"It's getting late, Uncle, you should go to bed earlier."
"Hey... don't move, just leave it here and clean it up by myself." Qin Maocai stopped him when he saw him clean up the dishes.
"No trouble, just sit down."
Xu Qing pushed him down, packed the unfinished dishes to the refrigerator, and took the dishes to the kitchen to wash them. Jiang He followed and wanted to help, but he stopped him.
"How does it feel?" he asked.
"How does it feel?" Jiang He didn't understand what he meant.
"The gap between you and modern people."
"..."
Jiang He was stunned.
Xu Qing cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, helped Qin Maocai go back to the house and lie down, came out and closed the door, and took Jiang He out of here.
…
The night was dark and cold and windy.
The shadow of fireworks flashed in the distance.
The two of them walked silently on the road in the community, hearing one or two laughter from the building next to them from time to time,
The lights of thousands of houses on New Year's Eve are always more joyful.
"Is the Spring Festival Gala nice?"
Xu Qing was wrapped in clothes, and the cold wind made his mind clearer. He looked sideways at Jiang He, "You have been watching for a long time."
"nice."
Jiang He came back to his senses and thought about it: "What's different about me?"
"Think about it carefully, it's much better to figure it out by yourself than I tell you."
"Oh."
Jiang He didn't say anything more, and looked down at Xu Qing's hand, hesitating, but Xu Qing had already reached out to hold her.
Well... that's what it feels like.
Her eyelids trembled, and she couldn't help pursing her lips.
It was difficult to get a taxi on New Year's Eve. The two of them stood for more than half an hour at night, and it was almost eleven o'clock when they got home.
Before going out this time, Jiang He helped the winter melon put away the rations in advance, and didn't meow it hungry anymore. When the two came back, he just flicked his tail and lay down in the nest, not wanting to move.
"We can keep the New Year's Eve, even if we go to bed very late, or we can not keep it, just take a shower and go to bed directly..."
When Xu Qing came back, he collapsed on the sofa, shook his head, and got up again to find water for himself.
"Tomorrow is New Year's Day, remember to put on new clothes, all new."
Jiang He didn't move. He sat on the sofa for a while, struggling for a long time, and couldn't say what he wanted to say at first.
Seeing that Xu Qing didn't have the slightest intention to speak, she was lying on the sofa and drowsy after drinking water, her head was in a mess.
Benefactor... Apprentice... Favor... Life...
Sitting there for a long time, Jiang He's eyes flickered twice, moved from Xu Qing's face to the kitchen, hesitated for a moment and got up to go.
"what you do?"
Xu Qing heard the movement, raised his head to look, asked a question but got no response, closed his eyes and thought carefully about the recent changes in Jiang He.
I do not know how long it has been.
"Are we innocent?"
Jiang He's voice made Xu Qing open his eyes again. Seeing her in a daze, she moved her eyes down. She was holding the white cow that was usually used for cooking in her right hand.
"Why are you drinking?" Xu Qing instantly sobered up.
Jiang He didn't speak, just stared at him.
"If you have something to say, don't... be impulsive."
Xu Qing tried to take the wine bottle off her hand, but Jiang He let go, still looking at him.
"Are we innocent?"
"..."
Seeing that Xu Qing was silent, Jiang He suddenly reached out and pressed him on the sofa.
"Innocence!" Xu Qing was startled, tried to struggle, and shouted hastily.
"real?"
"We are innocent!"
"..."
Jiang He looked down at him, her hair hanging down, covering her face in the shadows.
rely on him...
rely on him...
A thought echoed wildly in my heart.
"us… "
As soon as Xu Qing opened his mouth, he saw a trace of fierceness in her eyes, which made his heart sink.
Jiang He squinted his eyes, then lowered his head suddenly,