Qingqing took a closer look at the little guy for a long while, then suddenly grinned: "Idiot, guess."
Feng Yi glared at her: "Boring." Qingqing also felt that she was bored, but Feng Yi whispered: "There is a pond over there, not as big as the one we fished in the morning, but there are fireflies, But not now, when it comes to summer, Junjun used to bring me back to catch a lot, turn off the lights at night, and release the fireflies, those fireflies twinkle like stars in the wild.”
"Who is Junjun?" Qingqing was stunned for a moment. It wasn't the first time the little guy mentioned this name, but she once again felt why this name was so familiar.
Feng Yi was silent for a while, before saying: "Junjun is my mother, a very stupid woman, have you never been back to China?"
Qingqing nodded: "Well, this is the first time."
Feng Yi asked again: "How long will you stay?"
Qingqing shook her head: "I don't know, it's probably about half a month." Because her brother and Qin's cooperation case has a lot to discuss, she doesn't understand these things, but she probably knows that it's troublesome, but she really doesn't want to leave , This place is so beautiful, the most important thing is that it gives her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, which makes her feel very comfortable, which is different from abroad.
When she was abroad, she always felt that she was a guest somewhere. Even if she lived in the Meng family mansion, she could clearly feel that she was a guest. Perhaps this was the indelible sense of belonging in the Chinese people's bones, although she didn't feel that How patriotic she is, but this feeling is very clear, so she wants to stay, maybe, she can try, she likes the people here, and the precocious little guy in front of her.
So, when Han had discussed the cooperation case and was about to return to China, she found that Qingqing had disappeared. She left a note saying that she wanted to stay here for a while and go back when she had enough fun, don't read it.
The veins on Chu Han's forehead popped, he shouldn't have taken her back temporarily, especially when he returned to this city, would she have remembered something, or did she still have residual memories in her mind, but she was just hiding it from her? He insisted on arguing to return home.
Qin Fei and his brother didn't expect such a thing to happen. A big living person just disappeared. They called up all the surveillance cameras and found that she left yesterday, alone.
Because yesterday's farewell reception was a bit late, when Chu Han came back, it was already three o'clock in the morning, he thought Qing Qing was sleeping, but he never expected that she was no longer in the villa.
Qin Zheng, Qin Fei, and even Chu Yanshen came, and gathered everyone to search for it all day, and there was no sign of him. When he was in a state of desperation, Chu Han suddenly said: "There is no need to look for her, she will go back by herself, and I will leave tonight."
Qin Fei was stunned for a moment: "Why don't you wait, maybe she went out to buy something?"
Chu Han shook his head: "No need to wait, she will come back naturally when she wants to come back, if she doesn't want to come back, if I catch her back, she will still run, just let her stay outside for a while, she will recognize where home is. Leave the words and leave.
Qin Fei sent him on the plane, and said to Chu Yanshen, "Do you think that Meng Chuhan treats his sister a little weirdly, I can't explain why, but I don't feel like a brother and sister."
Qin Zheng said: "Two years ago, her sister had a serious car accident, which hurt her brain, and she forgot the past. I think this is the reason why he was too nervous."
"Are you nervous? Why do I feel that what he said just now seemed to be angry. I really didn't expect the president of the majestic Meng family to be a sister-in-law."
Chu Yanshen's mind stopped two years ago, and suddenly remembered that Feng Yi told him that Meng Qingqing looked like Zijun, which was really a bit of a coincidence, but how could this be possible.
Chu Yanshen's car drove into Mingzhuyuan, and he looked up habitually. He froze at this sight. There were two people's lights in the house Zijun bought, and a woman could be vaguely seen. The silhouette swayed on the window, the silhouette looked so familiar, Yanshen would never forget it in his life.
Yanshen's hands holding the steering wheel trembled subconsciously. He parked the car aside, got out of the car and leaned against the front of the car and looked up. He hardly dared to blink, for fear that the shadow would disappear if he blinked.
He looked at it for a long time, then took out a cigarette and lit it. He used to have no addiction to cigarettes, and only smoked one occasionally. Later, he married Zijun and basically quit. The days when Zijun left were too sad, so he smoked again. Yes, because when he was smoking, he could always think of Zijun, and he felt that she was watching him from behind the lingering smoke, so now he is much more addicted to smoking. Today, through the lingering smoke, he could see more clearly, is she back
Qingqing knew that what she did was capricious and absurd. Her brother treated her so well, gave her the best life, and loved her so much, almost doting on her, but she just felt suffocated, being controlled by him , almost suffocated, she yearned for an independent life, even if it was only for a few months.
She told Feng Yi about this, and after half a month of contact, she and the little guy had almost become friends who talked about everything, so she told the little guy all the things that had been in her heart for two years, and then, Feng Yi Just say help her.
How to run from? when do you run? Where are you hiding? The little guy made a detailed plan, and it was almost foolproof. It was at this time that Qingqing realized that she really couldn't treat the little guy as a child. His IQ could not be at the level of a child. At least, Qingqing felt that he was smarter than herself too much.
So, she hid here. At the first sight, Qingqing liked this house very much. It was not considered luxurious, and it couldn't be compared with her room in Meng's house. Elements, such as the cushion of the bay window, are light blue florals, which match the color of the curtains, looking simple and warm.
She likes this bay window more than the bed in the bedroom. Lying here, she can see the river outside the window from one side of her head. Although the floor is not high, because it is on the side facing the river, the view is quite good.
Qingqing likes water, but hates heights, but this height is barely okay, for the sake of the bright night view outside the window, she can temporarily ignore the problem of heights.
She hugged the bed blanket and came out, turned off all the lights, lay on the window sill, looked at the night scene outside the window, and thought, this is life, the little guy's mother will enjoy it, I don't know what it looks like , in this room, she didn't find a single photo, not a single one.
The little guy said that he asked his father to put them away, fearing that they would be damaged after a long time. Moreover, his mother didn't like to take pictures, and the only few photos were from a long time ago.
Qingqing is actually very curious about the little guy's father. She doesn't even know that there are such infatuated men in the world who can think about it day and night after his wife leaves. Let go of such an infatuated husband, such a smart and lovely son, and such a warm family.
Qingqing fell asleep thinking wildly, but she dreamed again, it was still the puzzle dream, but this time she put together a face, a man's face, although she couldn't see clearly, she could clearly feel that he The fire in his eyes seemed to be able to burn everything.
No, this is not a dream, Qingqing suddenly woke up, because she felt the man's temperature and heartbeat, he was pressing her, pressing her tightly, in the dark, she heard his heavy breathing, and his gnashing of teeth The voice seemed to be filled with deep hatred: "You are finally back, you heartless woman, you are willing to come back, um..."
Just when she thought he hated her, the man's lips fell, and Qingqing finally knew what was hot, not his eyes, but his lips.
Qingqing didn't know why she didn't push him away, she just felt powerless, the man's kiss was fanatical and thorough, with the heat that almost destroyed everything, so Qingqing couldn't help but burn with him.
Then, he let go of her lips, kissed her neck, all the way down to her neck but suddenly pushed her away: "Who are you?"
His strength was too great, Qingqing almost fell on the window, and then the light turned on, Qingqing subconsciously used a blanket to cover the clothes he had ripped off, looked up at him, he was a handsome and very tasteful man, but also very cold, he His face is sharp and angular, with sculptural lines, making him look quite handsome. His eyes are colder than his face, like a sharp sword soaked in ice water, cold and sharp. His lips are tightly pressed, and the cold lip line , making Qingqing feel that the kiss just now was completely a dream.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" Chu Yanshen narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly recognized the woman: "You are Meng Qingqing." He took out his mobile phone and was about to call Qin Fei.
Qingqing didn't care to hide anything, rushed over and snatched his mobile phone: "Don't call, I don't want to go back, if my brother finds out, I won't be able to come out again, I didn't mean to be here, it was Feng Yirang I live here."
Feng Yi? Chu Yan frowned deeply. He knew that Feng had a special relationship with Meng Qingqing. He mentioned to himself more than once that Meng Qingqing resembled Zijun in many places, and the kiss just now.
Yanshen looked at her steadily, from her eyes, nose, lips, to her hair, her hair was also brown chestnut, but it was very different from Zijun, she had short hair, very straight, although very fashionable However, Yanshen still thinks that long hair looks better, just like Zijun.
Except for the color of her hair, there is nothing about this woman that looks like Zijun. Even, Yan Shen's eyes fell on her white neck, where it was empty, there was nothing there, and there was a greasy white light under the lamp, he had to admit The curve is beautiful, and her skin is also very good, but it is enough for Zheng Min, she is not his Zijun.
But why did the kiss just now make him so forgetful? She is Meng Qingqing, the daughter of the Meng family who has never been back to China, but why does she have the aura of Zijun on her body.
Yanshen didn't think he felt something wrong, he was too familiar with Zijun, he loved her so much, how could he not remember her smell, her feeling, and at that moment just now, he felt very clearly that his wife came back Already...