When Qingqing ran back, she almost bumped into Meng Chuhan's body. Chuhan just came back from running, so I thought Qingqing didn't wake up. After all, this girl always likes to sleep late. When she is at home, she often doesn't get up until noon What's more, there is still the problem of jet lag, so when he came back, he told his aunt that he didn't need to call her in the morning, and when she woke up at noon, remember to prepare a glass of milk for her.
I didn't want my aunt to tell me, "Miss Meng went out early in the morning."
Chuhan looked around in the distant field quite unexpectedly, but he didn't see Qingqing. Just as he asked his aunt to go out to look for her, she came back. When she ran back, she didn't know whether she was looking at the road or not, and bumped into him.
Chu Han helped her up, looked her over, his eyes fell on her dew-soaked slippers, frowned, he held her waist with one hand, hugged her, and threw her shoes away with the other hand On the side: "Why did you run out wearing slippers? There is a lot of morning dew here, and girls' feet are the weakest. They can't bear the cold. What should I do if I get sick later?"
Even after being hugged by him countless times, Qingqing is still not used to it. She always feels that her brother treats her like a child, but she has grown up. However, she knows that it is useless if she objects. In these things, there is no room for discounts for being overbearing. Such men are often stubborn and narrow-minded, and then they are sullen. Qingqing froze for a moment, why did she think of this, it seems that her brother is not such a person.
Qingqing was carried into the villa by her brother just like that. This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Chu Yanshen who was not far away. On weekends, their father and son would come to the farm. This has almost become an unwritten rule, and there is no need for father and son to discuss it. , The tacit understanding is very good.
Maybe the father and son are looking for memories. When Zijun was alive, the family of three almost spent time here every weekend. It is said that it is a family of three, but it is their father and son who really play. Zijun is too lazy. Usually they just sit and watch, but even such an insignificant move still left a deep impression on the father and son. Maybe this is what a person looks like, no matter what the loved one does, he will remember it very clearly.
Yanshen sometimes thinks that the cruelest thing in life is that you only realize how precious you are when you lose it, but you have already lost it, and you can never get it back. Now he regrets it very much and forced Zijun to take the child away. Drop, actually think about it, some things should be gambled, maybe not a satisfactory result, but in any case it should not be worse than it is now.
Knowing that the plane crashed, Yanshen experienced a heart-wrenching feeling for the first time in his life, that kind of pain, like someone inserted into your body and forcibly took your heart away.
After the pain passed, he felt empty, everything was empty, the Chu family he had devoted to for more than ten years, he didn't think it was important anymore, he even wanted to go with her for a while, if it wasn't for Feng Yi, Qin Fei , maybe now he's gone.
Feng Yi said: "I'm afraid, Dad, I have already lost my mother, how can you have the heart to let me lose my father again, do you want me to become an orphan?"
It was the first time Feng Yi called Dad in front of him. Before that, he had thought countless times what it would be like for him to call him Dad, but at that time, he only felt pain.
Qin Fei said: "Even if you die, you won't see Zijun, because she went to heaven, but you went to hell. You feel that living is painful, so why don't you think about it, and death is even more painful, not to mention, you still have you Chu, Feng Yi, Chu Yanshen, if you leave like this, you will be the number one coward in the world."
It was Qin Fei's first time scolding him. He scolded him very viciously, but it finally woke him up. He has no right to die. He has his responsibility. He is not Zijun, so he can leave their father and son to die.
Thinking of this, Yanshen almost hated her. If she listened to her, if she believed that she loved her, how could she run away and not die? She is the most cruel woman, and once he gritted his teeth in hatred , but whether it is hate or love, Zijun is the only woman in his life, there is no second one, he knows this very well, even if some women look like her, they are not her.
Moreover, I am a bit ridiculous, that should be Meng Chuhan's younger sister, the little girl, the proud daughter of heaven, at that moment just now, why did he think she looked like Zijun, probably because she lost her panic and ran over from below She looks a bit like Zijun.
"Dad, what are you looking at?"
Feng Yi stood beside him, following his gaze: "That's Meng Qingqing, a very sloppy and stupid woman."
Chu Yan was taken aback, and looked at him sideways. Zijun was the only woman his son could describe before. Feng Yi looked up at him and said, "Dad, I think this Meng Qingqing is very similar to Junjun, even though their faces are different. , that kind of feeling is very similar, beside her, I feel that Junjun is back again, really, Dad, are you sure Junjun is really on that plane?"
Chu Yanshen didn't know what to say. The plane exploded, and the body could not be found at all. However, the incomplete documents were found, which is enough to explain the problem.
Yan Shen touched his son's head: "You miss her very much, don't you?" Feng's eyes turned red: "Father, do you think Junjun has no conscience? We miss her so much, but she doesn't come back to see us. In my dreams, I never dreamed of her."
Yanshen hugged him and kissed him: "Maybe I'll dream about it tonight, let's go eat now." The father and son walked in.
Qingqing watched Qin Fei's car disappear into the driveway, and when she turned around, she couldn't help laughing, bent over and stretched out her hand: "Hi, handsome guy, you came to play with me."
"My name is Feng Yi, can you call me Feng Yi?"
Qingqing said: "Okay, Feng Yi, my name is Meng Qingqing, you can call me Qingqing."
Feng Yi looked at her and suddenly said: "Can you call me again?"
Qingqing was stunned: "Okay, Feng Yi, what are we going to play? By the way, I promise you to make a kite, let's go, let's do it. Today's weather is just right for kite flying." She walked in while holding his hand, All the way to her room.
Zijun found scissors, glue, brackets, fishing line, rope... In short, she found everything she could find and piled it on the floor. She sat cross-legged on the ground, looked up at Feng Yi, and saw that he was still maintaining a standard standing position. So I gave him a hand: "Sit, I don't want you to stand in a military posture, relax, relax, we're just playing, so come here as you please."
Feng Yi finally sat down, Qingqing glanced at his sitting posture, couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, the little guy is not only precocious, but also has a rigorous personality, it's only been a while since I've known him, Qingqing has hardly seen him barking around with other children However, or mischievously sabotage, causing adults a headache, this child is too precocious, not only acts, but even speaks like an adult.
Qingqing threw the paper on the ground, turned her head and asked him: "What animal do you like? Tigers? Wolves? Pebbles?" Qingqing tried hard to think about the animals that boys might like,
But the little guy said, "Pig, I like pigs."
Qingqing scratched her head: "Pigs are also very cute, they are fat and fat, and they hum when they eat." She imitated the pig and hummed twice, originally to make the little guy laugh, who would have thought that the little guy would be so embarrassing, There was no reaction at all on that handsome little face.
Qingqing clutched her chest pretending to be sad: "You don't even laugh when you're sad."
Probably felt that Qingqing's performance was too sincere, the little guy pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly, which meant he was smiling, Qingqing felt that he was a bit difficult, so he laughed and said: "You are handsome even if you don't smile, that's good, let's draw A pig's head is ready."
As she spoke, she took a paintbrush and quickly drew a big pig's head on the paper. After she finished drawing, she thought about her amazing painting skills, and the little guy should admire her for a while.
Qingqing was still very concerned about the little guy saying she was stupid in the morning, so she turned her head, but found that the little guy had a weird expression, staring at her left hand for a long time without blinking.
Qingqing waved her hand in front of him: "Hey, Feng Yi, Feng Xiao, a handsome guy, has returned to his soul, how is it, you are stunned by my painting skills, tell me, am I still stupid now?"
Feng Yi's eyes still didn't move, but he murmured: "You also use your left hand?"
Qingqing nodded: "Yes, I have been drawing with my left hand, what's wrong?"
"Your hand holding the pen..." Feng Yi suddenly raised his head to look at her, staring intently, his hair growing green: "You, why are you looking at me like that?"
Feng Yi looked at her face for a long time, and finally blinked: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't say you are stupid, you are very smart."
"Really?" Qingqing smiled immediately: "To be honest, it's the first time someone praised me for being smart. After the drawing is finished, let's make a kite."
Qingqing was doing the whole process, and the little guy was watching intently. Qingqing even had a feeling that what he was watching was not making the kite, but herself.
She thought of what he said by the pond, could it be that she looked so similar to his dead mother that he always stared at her like this, it was unlucky to be like a dead person, she couldn't help shaking when she thought about it Shaking, clapping hands: "Okay, you're done, now let's go outside and try to see if we can fly."
The two of them went out with a huge pig head kite. Qingqing knew how to make a kite, but she couldn't fly it. After several attempts, she couldn't fly it. In the end, Feng flew the kite up. A huge pig head, looks very strange.
After the little guy flew the kite up, he handed over the control panel to her and taught her how to fly it. Qingqing was enjoying herself when a centipede flew over from there and got entangled with her pig's head. She hurriedly It was too late to recycle the line, the kite broke the line.
Qingqing reluctantly watched the pig's head and the centipede fly farther and farther away until they were gone, then sat down on the ground and found the little guy's expression of disapproval, so she couldn't help laughing: "Tell you, many things have to be done." So-so, just like you, what fun is there in life, how old are you?"
The little guy said, seven years old, Qingqing said: "I think you look like seventy, come on, sit down." He suddenly pointed over there: "Feng Yi must have fireflies over there, right? In the forest over there , is there a pond too?"
Feng Yi looked at her for a long time before saying, "How do you know?"