Embrace the fragrance

Shen Ru's eyelids twitched again, it seemed that it was not her illusion.She asked in disbelief, "You... have someone you like?"

Qin Ming smiled faintly, "Mom, I already told you who he is."

Seeing Shen Ru in a daze as expected, he didn't intend to explain. Ren Shen Ru kept his mouth shut when he asked all the questions, with "Think for yourself" written on his face, and he was content to play tricks.

On New Year's Eve, Mu Yuqin and his family came to the old house to have a New Year's Eve dinner with the three members of the Qin family.

"Mom, did your carp grow up in sea water?" The implication was that there was too much salt.

Why couldn't Shen Ru hear it, and immediately tapped his forehead with chopsticks, and said shamelessly, "Zifeiyu, how do you know it didn't grow up in sea water?"

Everyone laughed and had a good meal.

After tea and wine, a group of people sat around in front of the TV, busy sending text messages, swiping big gifts and grabbing red envelopes, and occasionally glanced at the grand song and dance of the Spring Festival Gala.

Shen Ru found a reason to call Mu Yuqin, who was struggling to grab the red envelopes, to come to the kitchen to help, "Xiaoqin, come and help auntie tie her apron!"

Mu Yuqin resentfully put down her phone, walked to the kitchen, and was about to make a quick decision when Shen Ru asked, "Does your cousin have a girlfriend?"

She was so shocked that her hands shook, and she almost tied a knot, "Ah? No!" This is not a lie, her cousin doesn't have a girlfriend, it's clear from the sky.

"Don't hide it from Auntie, Auntie already knows."

Mu Yuqin thought to herself: Auntie, you must only know one thing and not the other, otherwise how could you be so calm?

Shen Ru continued: "My aunt can't get a word out of your brother, so I'm here to ask you. You and your brother grew up together, childhood sweetheart, and he can tell you everything..."

Mu Yuqin rolled her eyes in her heart, she figured out that her cousin has a boyfriend.

"Auntie, don't worry about it, my brother, he definitely doesn't have any girlfriends." Mu Yuqin said without changing her face, her tone was so frank that she was shocked, "Look at his report card for this semester. The unified examination has entered the top [-] in the city."

"I thought so too, but your cousin said he fell in love with someone."

Mu Yuqin was shocked at first, and then resentful. How dare his cousin half-speak, and then hang on to the appetite of his uncle and aunt so viciously?

Qin Ming leaned against the door frame and cleared his throat, "Ahem!"

Just now when Shen Ru called Mu Yuqin for help, he felt that there was something wrong, so he quietly followed him. Unexpectedly, he was as expected, and Shen Ru really "didn't mean to drink."

Mu Yuqin thought to herself that it was a good thing that she was unswervingly "collaborating" and "working together" with her cousin, otherwise she would be a disaster!

"Mom, I'm here to tell you, let me go out for a while!"

Shen Ru: "It's so late, where are we going?"

Qin Ming stuck out his tongue mischievously, "Guess!"

This uneducated appearance still looks like an ignorant teenager who is ignorant of the world.

Shen Ru only had time to tell him: "Be careful!"

On the night of the New Year's Eve, every house is brightly lit. Even though the shops on Yunjie are closed, the bluestone-paved path still presents a warm color, serene and quiet, but not deserted.

Qin Ming edited the text message as he walked forward.He doesn't have the habit of copying New Year's greeting messages and sending them in groups. In his opinion, this is meaningless. Blessings don't lie in gorgeous rhetoric, but in the sincerity, that is a good blessing.He once received a New Year's greeting message that looked like it was copied from the Internet, and what was even more embarrassing was that he didn't recognize the sender's number.

As we walked, the text messages were almost finished, and Yunjie also came to an end.

He climbed up the small arch bridge, sat down on one side of the railing, and clicked to confirm and send.

He just sent a short message of less than a hundred words, but he let out a long breath as if he had completed some difficult mission.

The hot air breathed on the slightly cool tempered film, and the screen of the phone was instantly blurred.

Qin Ming stared at the screen, watched and watched, his eyes gradually fell on the sparkling water under the phone.

It may have been 5 minutes, or it may have been a quarter of an hour. In short, Qin Ming felt that after a long time, the darkened phone screen finally lit up again, reflecting his handsome face with a smile.

He once read this sentence in a blog post: The most terrifying thing in life is waiting, and the most worthwhile thing is waiting.

He didn't think it was terrible to wait, but he felt that it was worth it to wait for Fang Wenrui's appearance for nearly eighteen years.

When he pressed the answer button, because he was so excited, his hand slipped, and the phone almost fell into the river to feed the fish.

Holding the phone steady, Fang Wenrui's clear voice came from the speaker hole on the side of the fuselage, "Qin Ming!"

Qin Ming responded, and asked in a comfortable mood, "You were taking a bath just now?"

In fact, Fang Wenrui had seen the text message a long time ago, but he struggled for a long time between sending text messages and making phone calls.He intended to reply to the text message, but there were too many things to say, half of the text message was edited and then deleted, and finally he just called.

"No."

Qin Ming laughed out loud: "Really? Then after you typed a lot of words, it turned out that the words didn't convey the meaning, and finally typed directly?"

The facts were not far from what Qin Ming had guessed. Fang Wenrui nodded, remembering that Qin Ming couldn't see it, and said, "Well... and, I want to hear your voice."

Qin Ming laughed even louder, Fang Wenrui's ears went numb from the laughter, "I only want my voice, nothing else?"

"Miss you."

All, all.

Qin Ming was extremely satisfied.

"It would be nice if I could see you."

It's only been a few days since we parted, but my miss is growing wildly like vigorous spring grass.

Obviously the other person's facial features, every frown and smile are already engraved in his heart, but he still can't get enough of them.

"I... just said it casually." He felt that the Chinese New Year was coming, and it was not good to be so sentimental, so he hurriedly added.

Qin Ming was silent for a while, and said, "What is Auntie doing?"

"She's making pickles."

Qin Ming swallowed, and asked again: "Did you eat at home tonight?"

Fang Wenrui nodded habitually, "Well, it's just the two of us. We don't have many relatives, and they all work in other provinces. No one came back this year. But it's good, and it saves a lot of trouble."

Qin Ming also took this very seriously. It is okay to visit relatives, treat guests to dinner, and give red envelopes. The trouble is that many elders get together and play mahjong. The melon seed shells on the ground are really tossing.

He then asked, "What did you eat?"

His questions were like a series of cannonballs, ranging from what are the dumplings to whether he wears new clothes, from whether he will watch the Spring Festival Gala to what time he plans to go to bed, without interruption.

Fang Wenrui answered in a straightforward manner, and finally couldn't help asking: "Qin Ming, what are you doing?"

Qin Ming smiled: "Interrogation." Then he was choked by the cold air that rushed into his lungs, and coughed.

"That's not what you mean, you... are you okay?"

Qin Ming tried his best to calm his violently heaving chest, and adjusted his breathing a little, "It's okay, just go for a run."

This time, Fang Wenrui heard the sound of hurried and compact footsteps.He asked in a daze, "Run?"

"Wen Xiaorui," Qin Ming slowed down, raised his head, looked at the cluster of lights on the top of the sycamore tree not far away, and said slowly: "Would you like to go to the window and look down?"

The half-covered curtain was pulled open, the lights jumped on the treetops and became brighter, and then a clear shadow appeared in the small warm yellow square.

Fang Wenrui couldn't believe his eyes, "Qin Ming?"

Qin Ming smiled and waved to him, jokingly said: "When I didn't see you, I said I wanted to see me, but now I see someone and don't recognize me? Wen Xiaorui, why do I think you are Ye Gong's descendant? "

"Wait for me, I'll come down right away!"

Qin Ming hurriedly added a second before the call was cut off: "Bring a bottle of milk down, I ran for nearly 10 minutes and chatted all the way, my throat was smoking."

Fang Wenrui agreed, took a bottle of orange-flavored yogurt from the refrigerator, greeted He Wanqing, and went downstairs in a hurry.He walked two steps at a time. For the first time in his life, he felt that the stairs were too long. He spiraled round and round before finally approaching the bottom floor——

And the last four steps, he jumped straight away without thinking about it.

There was a "pop", and immediately, there was a burst of crisp applause.

Qin Ming stood under the nearest street lamp, and teased, "You dance beautifully!"

Fang Wenrui: "..."

Qin Ming took the milk and drank it without saying a word.He was really thirsty, but after a few drinks, he regained his energy. Not only was he talkative, but he was also troublesome. He frowned, his face full of disgust, "It's not sweet at all."

Fang Wenrui originally wanted to refute him, isn’t all yogurt sour, but immediately reflected that he should have asked Qin Ming about his favorite taste before taking the milk, so he gently He raised his feet on the floor and kissed Qin Ming's cool lips.

He stayed for a long time this time, and the faint sour smell of oranges completely diffused between the lips and teeth of the two before leaving.

He stuttered a bit, but his tone was not twitchy. Looking at Qin Ming's face which was illuminated by the firelight from all directions, he said, "Is...is this sweet enough?"

Qin Ming has been completely deprived of his ability to respond, why is his Wen Xiaorui becoming more and more provocative!

Fang Wenrui leaned over to look at the window a few minutes ago, and He Wanqing, who had witnessed the whole process, was also stunned. Before his brain could analyze a reasonable explanation, two lines of tears had already flowed down uncontrollably.

She was worried about Fang Wenrui's safety, so she went to the window to see the situation downstairs, but she never expected that she would run into that scene——

The slightly weak boy stood on tiptoe and slowly approached another tall and thin boy.

The moment the lips of the two touched, gorgeous fireworks suddenly exploded in the dark night sky, breaking the silence around her, and her brain buzzed and became chaotic.

For some reason, the fireworks on New Year’s Eve are a bit like a chain effect of dominoes. The fireworks here started to go off, and then the ones next to them were also set off.

In the boundless din, He Wanqing stared blankly at the two young faces illuminated by the sparks, not knowing what to do. Finally, unable to stand still, she bent up and squatted down slowly, crying with her head in her arms.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will write a little bit about Mother He's past.