Only the moon will know

A way to comfort her heartbroken?

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingchun couldn't help feeling a little sad, she still missed Zeng Xinyan so much.

On the rose coffee floats a truly beautiful rose made of whipped cream, accompanied by a small piece of delicate rose petals, and a light fragrance hits the nostrils.

However, Rose touched the tenderest and most painful part of her heart at once.

Just when she was about to say thank you, she found that Xinqiao was no longer there.

On this day, Zhou Qingchun went to the "Bridge of Heart" library again.

When leaving the library, she almost collided with an oncoming person.As soon as we met, the person looked familiar, and the man asked with a happy face: "Hi! Do you remember me?"

Zhou Qingchun not only remembered him, but also clearly remembered his name—Zeng Yanzhang.There is only one letter difference from Zeng Xinyan's name!

Zeng Yanzhan no longer wears sportswear, he still wears glasses, and his Toyota Alphard is still driving, right?

In that traffic accident, he didn't break his promise, he gave Wang Yucheng enough compensation, without any arrears, wordy and caressing, which made Wang Yucheng look at him with admiration, and praised that such a good person is nowhere to be found.

"I remember you." Zhou Qingchun said.

"I'll take my sister." Zeng Yanchen said,

Zhou Qingchun nodded politely and walked over.

"Hey, didn't she see you?" Zeng Yanzhan suddenly said behind her.

"Who?" Zhou Qingchun stopped absently.

"I said my sister."

Only then did Zhou Qingchun remember that Zeng Yanzhan had told her that night that his sister was her reader.

Today Zhou Qingchun chose an independent study room. Even if she needed tea and snacks, they would be brought into the room by the waiter. Perhaps because of this, she was not found.

Zeng Yan said: "Can you give me 5 minutes, I will bring my sister out, she will be very happy to see you."

"I don't want to see her." Zhou Qingchun refused him without thinking.

Regarding Zhou Qingchun's inhuman attitude, Zeng Yanzhan's reaction was astonishment and frustration, and he seemed to find it difficult to step down, so he pleaded in a low voice, "Five minutes, can five minutes be okay? It won't take you too much time."

"I said no, no, did you hear that? Why are you happy when you see me? I'm not happy to see anyone."

Zeng Yan was startled, he stayed there.

"Tell your sister, don't like me, let alone worship me, if she has a lot of time, read books written by others!"

After Zhou Qingchun finished speaking, he left without looking back, ignoring how Zeng Yanzhan would feel behind her.

Zhou Qingchun did not go directly to the MRT station, but stopped at a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes near the library to buy sweet potatoes.

Just as she was paying for the freshly baked sweet potatoes and was about to leave, she saw Zeng Yanzhan pushing a girl in a wheelchair out of the "Bridge of Heart" library.

The girl looked no older than 17 years old, and she raised her head to talk to Zeng Yanchen from time to time, and the two were very intimate.

She must be Zeng Yanzhan's younger sister, although her feet are bad, but her complexion looks rosy and healthy.

She is wearing a ponytail, wearing a white dress, her eyes are always smiling, and she keeps waving her hands when she talks.

Zeng Yanzhang pushed his sister to the front of the car.After the door was opened, he carried his sister from the wheelchair into the car, let her sit down, folded the wheelchair, and put it in the rear compartment.

Just as he turned to walk towards the driver's seat, Zhou Qingchun appeared behind him.

Zeng Yanzhan made a frightened expression.

He wasn't really frightened, it was just that Zhou Qingchun was too aggressive just now, so he made this expression on purpose.

"I'm sorry just now, my attitude was too bad." Zhou Qingchun said apologetically.

"It's okay, my attitude is too annoying, how can I ask others like that." Zeng Yanzhang said embarrassingly.

Zhou Qingchun couldn't see Zeng Yanzhan's younger sister because the curtain was drawn in the car. She asked Zeng Yanzhan in the car, "Brother, why don't you get in the car? Who are you talking to?"

Zeng Yan looked at Zhou Qingchun, not knowing how to answer his sister's question.

Zhou Qingchun said, "My name is Zhou Qingchun."

Zeng Yanzhang immediately replied to his sister: "I'm talking to a friend Zhou Qingchun I just met."

Zhou Qingchun has always written only under a pseudonym, and no one knows her original name.When she made up her mind not to write novels anymore, she decided to give up the name Taiyin. She just wanted to be the most ordinary Zhou Qingchun without any halo.

In a place full of books like the "Bridge of Heart" library, it is not that no one has recognized her, but she has denied it.

"You and your sister, do you want some baked sweet potatoes?" Zhou Qingchun shook the paper bag in his hand and asked Zeng Yanzhan.She just bought three and they could split one equally.

Zeng Yanzhan took two roasted sweet potatoes from Zhou Qingchun's hand and put on a smile: "Sweet potatoes remind me of my grandma. My grandma always said that in times of war, it is very happy to eat sweet potatoes. thing."

Zhou Qingchun discovered that Zeng Yanzhan seemed to have a strong sense of family, and what he mentioned was either his sister or grandma.

He handed the sweet potato to his younger sister who was sitting in the carriage, and the younger sister exclaimed excitedly: "Wow! It's roasted sweet potato, I love roasted sweet potato!"

Zhou Qingchun and Zeng Yanzhan looked at each other and smiled.

"Do you want me to take you back?" Zeng Yan asked.

Zhou Qingchun said: "I still want to go around and go back."

"Next time, I should have a chance to meet you in Xinqiao Library." Zeng Yanzhan smiled.

"If I have a chance to see your sister, I will go up and say hello to her."

Zeng Yanzhang scratched his head, still a little embarrassed about what happened just now, but still said with joy on his face: "Then, I thank you first. And thank you for the roasted sweet potatoes."

Afterwards, Zhou Qingchun did not meet Zeng Yanzhan's younger sister again in the "Bridge of Heart" library, but she had another chance to drink rose coffee.This time, two delicate biscuits were added.

"Thank you...Xinqiao." Last time, Zhou Qingchun didn't have time to thank you.This time, she said "thank you" very hard, but the name "Xinqiao" came from her mouth, but it seemed a bit awkward, after all, Xinqiao didn't tell her that her name was Xinqiao.Only later did she know that the regular readers who came to "Xinqiao Library" called her by that.

The woman named Xinqiao seemed to be a very gentle woman, she said: "You are too polite."

Zhou Qingchun found that he liked her very much, and she said sincerely: "Your rose coffee is delicious!"

Then she casually said, "You know, what do roses represent?"

Xinqiao replied without thinking: "Between lovers, roses represent love; between me and you, rose coffee represents friendship and care."

Zhou Qingchun was very moved, and his eyes couldn't help getting moist.Xinqiao's bright eyes must have insight into the world, and she must have seen her full of thoughts, so she will use coffee to show her care more than once.

"Rose, does it represent parting?" Zhou Qingchun sipped his coffee and muttered to himself.

Careful Xinqiao still heard it, and she said: "Rose never means parting. If someone gives you roses, she may want to tell you that she loves you."

latest comment:

--it is good--

——Long psychological recovery period——

Hehe, there is a heart bridge!Are her words remarkable?

——Xu Xinqiao appeared again——

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24. The Secret of the Moon

After leaving the "Bridge of Heart" library, Zhou Qingchun encountered a flower stall at the exit of the MRT station, and she bought a bouquet of red roses.

These roses were not as gorgeous as they had promised her in the first place.She put the roses in a vase and put them under the window. The cool breeze blows at night, and the whole bedroom is filled with the fragrance of flowers. It has been a long time since she fell asleep so peacefully.

It's a pity that the roses began to wither within a few days. They turned from bright red to dark red, and they couldn't stand the wind or touch.Zhou Qingchun bundled them into a bundle and hung them upside down on the wall as dried flowers.

Xinqiao, she is like the incarnation of an angel, maybe it's God pitying her?

She brought her a little flame of hope, though that hope seemed dim, and a little flame was always just a little flame, hard to burn again.

She began to record the mental journey of these days for herself, wrote down the name of this angel, and then officially put an end to her relationship.

Two months later, Zhou Qingchun joined a corporate TV station as a news editor.

This job was introduced by Wang Yucheng, and Cheng Bili, the news editor-in-chief of the TV station, was her senior in college.

Cheng Bili had heard from Wang Yucheng that Zhou Qingchun was a young female writer.When they met for the first time, the two chatted eloquently and hit it off very well. Since then, Cheng Bili has taken good care of her.

Zhou Qingchun already has good writing skills, and with the leadership of Cheng Bili, she quickly mastered the technology of electronic editing and devoted herself to the new work of the TV station. She began to live a new and regular commute life.

Not long after, Wang Yucheng got married, and it was Cheng Bili who married.Zhou Qingchun was quite surprised by the speed with which these two people combined!

Later, she joked that this marriage was brought about by her, so she deserved the old man Yue Xia who was the matchmaker, and insisted that they give her a big red envelope.

It was an evening after Zhou Qingchun had worked in the TV station for three months.

When Zhou Qingchun handed over a manuscript that had been drafted all afternoon to the subtitler for screen production, she suddenly saw a person appearing outside the studio.

It was Zeng Yanzhang!

"Why is he here?" Zhou Qingchun asked his colleagues in a low voice inadvertently with a puzzled expression on his face.

The colleague looked up and laughed: "Oh! You said Lao Zeng."

Zhou Qingchun