born to you

At 06:30 in the morning, Li Qi was fooled by He Jing and knocked on the door of He Jinmin's room.

He Jinmin was still a little depressed at first, so he asked sullenly, "Who is it?"

Li Qi replied respectfully and softly: "Grandpa is me, Li Qi. I'm here to ask you to have breakfast."

He Jinmin's face immediately changed, and He Jing could feel how quickly his attitude changed through the landing door.

He Jinmin said kindly: "Okay, I'll get up now, you guys go down first."

... He Jing almost didn't know his grandfather.

Grandpa, why have you never been so kind to your own grandson?

Perhaps feeling the depression of the people around him, Li Qi consciously assumed the role of making He Jing happy: "Grandpa is loving you."

"Tch." He Jing pursed her lips.

"What's more, I baby you too."

This person is really, how can he not blush and heartbeat when talking about such love, how can it be so easy?

He Jing blushed when she heard this.

Sigh...he is only one year older than Li Qi, why do you feel that his rank in love is much lower than Li Qi?

I'm afraid it won't be eaten to death in the future.

He Jing is aware of her weakness, she is only interested in everything but not fond of it, whether it is calligraphy that she has persisted in for so many years or something else, it is just a matter of interest, if it is something that she really likes, it has not yet appeared.

The reason why he looked at Li Qi differently was because he had a different feeling from others at the beginning, so he had so many heart-scratching later on.

After thinking about it uncontrollably...

If you break up.

Then he will probably be miserable, right?

He shook his head, shaking all these thoughts away.

What's the matter, you just started dating and thought about breaking up?

You can't expect yourself to order well!

How can young people think so old-fashionedly about the future when they are still young!

This is really not good at all, He Qingchen!

He forced himself to meet Li Qi's eyes, and after finding the attachment in it accurately, he felt deeply guilty for his thoughts just now.

He has been used to worrying about gains and losses since he was a child, and he didn't expect that he still can't get rid of this habit today.

He hurried to the kitchen to help Grandpa Xu put the breakfast on the table. He had to find something to relieve his emotions just now.

Li Qi was baffled by He Jing's sudden glance just now, and he saw an unprecedented shake in He Jing's clear pupils behind the thin lenses.

The He Jing he has seen has always been clean-sighted, and he is deeply attracted by He Jing's temperament. Does he also have confusion when he is so supercilious?

but……

Li Qi looked at He Jing's back running to the kitchen and chuckled.

He prefers this kind of He Jing, who has a human atmosphere, is no longer superior, and is more real and ordinary.

It didn't take long for He Jinmin to come down from upstairs, and breakfast was also placed on the table. Through this breakfast, Li Qi finally understood why He Jing always had a small appetite.

... This kind of food for cats is really difficult. His brother Jing was not starved to malnutrition and even grew to more than 1.8 meters.

He Jinmin pays more attention to health preservation, and there is rarely big oil and meat on the dinner table. Except for the Chinese New Year or when there are guests, the dinner will be richer, which is when Li Qi is in charge of the spoon yesterday, and it is always light at other times.

But the breakfast taste, as always, inherits the southern characteristics of the bird.

When He Jinmin asked him about his eating habits, he nodded hypocritically, still feeling sorry for his brother Jing.

It is hard to imagine that He Jing, who has always been fond of sweet and spicy food, can grow up to be ten years old with such porridge and side dishes.

He Jinmin never likes waste, and the meals he ordered Lao Xu to cook are all in proportion, so this morning, each person has one duck egg and a bowl of white porridge, and there is no more than one.

He Jing has long been used to this kind of breakfast, and there is nothing wrong with drinking porridge spoonful by spoonful.

The only difference from the past was that he peeled his duck eggs in red oil and put them in Li Qi's porridge bowl.

After finishing this, he continued to drink the porridge, one spoon at a time, at a moderate pace, so elegant that he could directly shoot it as a public service advertisement for "Civilized Dining".

Li Qi felt uneasy, so he peeled his duck eggs and prepared to give them to He Jing, but He Jing winked at him quietly: "Let's go back to the house first, the landlord's house has food in stock."

So Li Qi accepted it with peace of mind.

At the same time, I feel a little dark.

It turns out that it feels so good to be cared about by He Jing!

After eating, He Jinmin went into the study and drew some simple New Year pictures on the red paper.This is their annual practice. He Jinmin draws some patterns on red paper, and Lao Xu and He Jing cut them into paper flowers.

Lao Xu is in charge of taking the two of them to the market to do some shopping, and then he will be busy preparing for the New Year.

Although it is only 25 years old today, the flavor of the new year is already very strong, especially when the market is full of people who come to buy new year's goods, He Jing is a little breathless.

He hasn't experienced such a terrible Chinese New Year atmosphere for a long time.Especially in the past few years when I was at home, I always ate takeaway when there was takeaway, and quick-frozen to solve everything if there was no takeaway. I have forgotten what it is like to bargain with vendors among all kinds of Chinese New Year songs.

Last night when he walked hand in hand with Li Qi on the long river, he hadn't felt the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, and he didn't realize until today that it was the Chinese New Year.

Old Xu first took them to the butcher's shop to buy all kinds of meat and ribs, preparing to make rib soup for lunch.

He Jing couldn't help admiring the butcher's crisp movements.

Afterwards, Lao Xu took them to buy a bunch of vegetables, melons and fruits, and bought a youth league for each of them as a reward.

After all, after following him in the market for a whole morning, I still have no complaints.

On the way home, Old Xu was even a little moved: "Qing Chen, Xiao Qi, it's really great that you can come and accompany us two bad old men this year."

Li Qi couldn't resist him saying this: "Grandpa Xu, please don't say that."

He Jing lowered his head.

Old Xu followed He Jing's silence and sighed: "Qingchen, let me say something that an outsider like me shouldn't say. Although you were transferred to the Wang family, your surname is still He... Occasionally, I come to see your grandfather. You are not here. In the past few years, he really misses you very much."

"Grandpa Xu, you are not an outsider. In our hearts, you are from the He family." He Jing said.

"Now I'm an outsider, and I always come back so that my name is not right." He Jing bit her lip.

Old Xu was in a hurry: "What's wrong? You also have the blood of the He family in your body!"

He Jing looked at him intently: "When I become an adult, I will break up with Uncle Wang, and then I will be able to go home."

Li Qi knew he shouldn't interrupt, so he just stroked He Jing's back in a place where Lao Xu couldn't see to comfort him.

He Jing smiled back at him: "It's okay."

Li Qi sighed in his heart, he might as well not smile, he looks better when he has no expression on his face.

He Jing is always He Jing, and the fragile emotions are always gone much slower than ordinary people, and in just a few steps, the cloud is calm again.

Li Qi has always wanted to find out if He Jing only has such an expression.

But he's pretty good looking just like that.

He Jing and Li Qi first put the ingredients they bought into the kitchen, washed the fruit basket, and asked Li Qi to cut some fruit and make tea by himself and bring them to the study on the second floor.

He Jing knocked lightly on the door.

"Please come in."

He Jing pushed the door open and went in, put the fruit plate and tea on the small table next to him, and signaled to He Jinmin that it was time to take a rest.

Painting New Year pictures is a way of making money that He Jinmin accidentally discovered when his family was in decline. The He family is a scholarly family, and all the descendants are good at calligraphy and painting. The fat baby and the big-headed fish are naturally easy to get along with.

Although He Jinmin had the self-esteem of a scholar at that time, he was too hungry to eat. Who would cling to that meaningless sentiment? I got this hobby by accident. Every Chinese New Year, I like to take He Zhen and Lao Xu to draw New Year pictures and cut window grilles.

Later, He Zhen became a monk, and he really regretted that there was no one to share the fun of the Chinese New Year. Fortunately, He Jing grew up within a few years.

Since it's a hobby, there is naturally a motivation to keep going. He Jinmin looked up at He Jing who came in, and told him to put down his things before he could go out.

He Jing didn't go out, but walked to the desk instead, picked up a short note and asked, "Grandpa, can I draw with you?"

The book case is big enough, if He Jing has such a mind, He Jinmin will naturally not stop him.

After getting the consent, He Jing rinsed the pen and drained the water first. It happened that He Jinmin had just completed a simple picture of a doll holding a fish, so He Jing simply asked him to sit down and rub his shoulders for a while.

"Your technique is quite authentic. You learned massage in Linliang?" He Jinmin teased.

He Jing took out a shield: "Li Qi taught."

This is the truth. Every Saturday morning when he went to study mathematics, he used the excuse that his neck hurts and his back hurts in order to avoid the in-class test. In the end, not only did he escape, but he was also served by authentic massage techniques. over again.

He Jinmin was very satisfied with Li Qi, and now he has nothing to say.

He Jing's hand was steady in the cotton, and within a few strokes He Jinmin was rubbed out of his lazy bones. He looked at the stack of New Year pictures piled up on the desk, and at the tea and fruit on the small table by the door, thinking again and again. , carrying things out of the study.

He Jing sighed, even if He Jinmin went out, he really didn't plan to draw New Year pictures.

Although I didn't plan to draw anything special, it's better not to attract attention.

After all, he had selfish intentions and wanted to give Li Qi a painting or something.

He Jing picked up a brush and dipped it in ink, thought for a while, and drew the ink pavilion with a brush.

The pavilion is located on a lake, and he also used little ink lines to depict the snowing scene.

That's right, the first painting he drew was the lover's pavilion on the artificial lake in the city park where they looked at the snow together at the first snowfall.

This painting is very simple, and the technique used is simple line drawing, so it only took a while.

Then he started to paint the second one.

Under his simple description, there are curtains, auditoriums, dynamic lighting shown by his rendering, and the most eye-catching stage on the rice paper.

For the second painting, he painted Li Qi who was singing and dancing at the New Year's Eve party.

Ah, no, no, Li Qi's vigorous singing and dancing, because he only spent on the stage and didn't draw people.

Then came the third painting.

There are lanterns full of rivers full of rivers, long bright lanterns soaring and floating, and legends of mourning for a dead wife, which later became a long bridge of unswerving determination.

These are the occasions where he is attracted to Li Qi.

The last time they kissed by the river, Li Qi asked him when he also fell in love with him. He Jing couldn't answer, and it was difficult to answer. He could only express his heart in this way.

It was the scarf tied tenderly for him on a snowy night, the padded coat he hurriedly put on after the curtain call on the stage, and the flashing lights created for him by running from all over the world, and thousands of thoughts condensed.

It was the amazement again and again, and the heartbeat step by step, which led to his fall bit by bit.

he thought again inevitably.

It's really screwed.

It may be difficult for him to leave Li Qi.

The author has something to say:

This is the end of the second volume of memories. The day after tomorrow, the third volume will start to return to the main timeline.

The third volume hesitates