Love at the Right Time

Shi Qingqiu's daily life is very busy. She has entered the entertainment circle since she was selected by her agent Pan Jiawen in college, and it has been nearly six years now.

She is not very young, but with her own excellent conditions and high talent, she has produced many classic works in the past two years, and she has won awards from the best supporting actress in the beginning to the best now. Heroine.

In the early morning of the second day after registering to marry Wen Qinghan, Shi Qingqiu took his assistant to C City to film.

Her marriage with Wen Qinghan was a planned accident, and this accident will not affect the work of the two of them.

It sounds sad, but no one among them mentioned that they should work with their parents to draw up the wedding date, draw up a guest list, prepare wedding candy, and a series of steps that ordinary people should take when they get married.

Their relationship is as warm water that never boils like before. Their marriage is nothing but a knowledge of heaven and earth, you know and I know.

On the car going to the airport, Shi Qingqiu finished his Weibo and handed her mobile phone to assistant Yang Xiao. He just wanted to pick up the milk and bread she handed over, but suddenly remembered something and took the phone back.

"Sister Shi, what's the matter?" Yang Xiao was puzzled with bread in one hand and milk in the other.

"It's okay, I'll make another call. I'm about to board the plane. I don't have time to call when I get off the bus." Shi Qingqiu smiled, looked down and found Wen Qinghan's phone number in the address book and dialed it.

She thought that Wen Qinghan at this point should still be asleep, who knew that the phone was connected soon, and then there was a low and cheerful "Huh?" Shi Qingqiu asked, "Get up so early?"

"Well, there is a case in court today."

Wen Qinghan's words have always been so concise. In Shi Qingqiu's memory, Wen Qinghan is rarely as active as his peers. Even ordinary people usually make jokes, and Wen Qinghan is very serious. Looking back now, it's a bit of a different kind of fun.

"Qing Han, I went to film in other places, and there are not many scenes left. It will take about two or three days a week to finish filming." Shi Qingqiu tightened his eyebrows, a little uncomfortable with this kind of reporting work.

Parents know her job, and have done so for many years, naturally they have become accustomed to her status as a public figure and do not need to report everything. Now she chose to take the initiative to talk to Wen Qinghan because she thought of their relationship. Now that she has decided to live together, she must at least slowly start to change something.

Shouldn't ordinary lovers tell each other about their itinerary?

Lover? Shi Qingqiu chuckled softly, it was unusual between them.

"Yeah." Wen Qinghan gave another hum, and then seemed to think that he was too cold, and added: "Pay attention to rest and don't forget to eat."

That's all there is to say. Is it possible that you can jokingly ask, remember to call me?

Shi Qingqiu said, "I see."

You can always talk about work again. When you were a child, even if you were not eager, it was always a topic. Now that I have been put together in a more intimate relationship, I can no longer find the story, and I don't know whether it is joy or sorrow.

When Shi Qingqiu was about to hang up, Wen Qinghan said lightly over there, "Qingqiu, tell me before I come back, I'll pick you up."

Wen Qinghan had also picked her up before, and when he mentioned it in such a plain tone, Shi Qingqiu agreed without thinking: "Okay, then I'll call you in a few days."

One sentence determines that the contacts are not frequent these days.

Assistant Yang Xiao took the phone that Shi Qingqiu handed over again, put the bread on top of the milk, and asked casually: "Does Sister Shi have a boyfriend? Or a girlfriend?"

It’s rare to see Shi Qingqiu with someone to report to, so it’s no wonder that she is a little curious. Moreover, Shi Qingqiu is so famous that even if Yang Xiao, as an assistant, has been with her for a long time, it is inevitable to gossip.

"Why do you ask? Do I look like you are in love?" Shi Qingqiu inserted the straw into the milk box, opened the bread package and took a bite.

Yang Xiao sat a little closer, and said in a low voice, "Then who were you reporting for the itinerary just now? Even the time was clearly stated, and I didn't hear you called'parents' or anything else. "

Shi Qingqiu took a sip of milk and couldn't help but laugh, put the bread on her knees, reached out to push Yang Xiao's forehead, and smiled: "Little girl, what's not good about paying attention to all day long? Learn from paparazzi to pay attention to my privacy Up?"

Yang Xiao stuck his tongue out, leaned back and sat down, smiling, "Where is it? I just asked casually, curious, I won't tell others."

She has been with Shi Qingqiu for more than a year, how can she be so confused? Curiosity is one thing, those paparazzi looking for news is another thing, how can it be compared?

But this is also Shi Qingqiu's good-tempered, changed someone else, why would she dare to ask? When I think of this, I won’t be entangled anymore. If I really are a lover, there will always be a day I want to be public.

Before Yang Xiao could finish comforting herself, Shi Qingqiu narrowed a smile, pursed her lips and said, "It's not a boyfriend or a girlfriend just now. It's just an ordinary friend. You've met before, she came to pick me up."

"Oh, it's the ice cube face..." Yang Xiao curled his lips, looking disappointed. There was a beautiful woman who came to see Shi Qingqiu, who looked good in everything, but was too cold.

Shi Qingqiu said nothing, drank milk in silence, and looked out the window.

The car was turning into the airport parking lot, and Shi Qingqiu curled her lips mockingly. How could she think she didn't have time to make the call when she got out of the car? It never takes too much time to contact Wen Qinghan on the phone. You can ask and answer the questions. It couldn't be simpler and quicker.

After going through the security check and boarding, Shi Qingqiu and Yang Xiao sat in adjacent seats.

When Shi Qingqiu happened to be sitting at the window, Yang Xiao was reading a magazine, and she was doing nothing to look at the outside scene surrounded by white clouds with one hand on her side.

When she is quiet, she always thinks of something to pass the time, because she has just registered for marriage, so now, her heart is full of that dusty past.

Qi Yue, the name of that memory is Qi Yue.

Shi Qingqiu met Qi Yue for the first time during his military training when he was enrolled in the freshman year. Shi Qingqiu, who had just come into contact with the new environment and was taciturn, noticed the girl at first glance, with straight long chestnut hair and beautiful sunny face, as if nothing could make her sad.

She greeted many people with smiles, and she was praised by many people as cheerful and lively. Even Shi Qingqiu couldn't help but put her eyes on her, sometimes looking at her and thinking, how could there be such a girl in the world who loves to laugh?

Shi Qingqiu thought that her university life was still unremarkable, but she couldn't predict it. Finally, one day, the sweet laughter penetrated the transparent glass she built and entered her world strongly.

"Hello, my name is Qi Yue, what is your name?"

Shi Qingqiu felt that she might always remember that smile. From that moment on, she couldn't escape from Qi Yue's side for half a step, or it was possible that she had never thought of running away.

"My name is Shi Qingqiu."

At that time, Shi Qingqiu was easily attracted to Qi Yue, probably because there was too little laughter in his life, and Qi Yue made up for these thoughts. Qi Yue's smiles have the warmth of the sun, so that the corners of Shi Qingqiu's lips also often smile. How can people who have been warm again fall into the cold?

Shi Qingqiu couldn't escape, so Qi Yue escaped with the light in Shi Qingqiu's life.

"Sister Shi, Sister Shi?"

Yang Xiao gently pushed Shi Qingqiu's elbow, the atmosphere that was still quiet just now disappeared, replaced by a noisy cabin.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Shi Qingqiu finally recovered and looked back, only to see the people around him leaving their seats one after another. She smiled embarrassedly, "Sorry, I was thinking about something, let's go. Right."

Yang Xiao agreed, took the suitcases of the two of them, and led the way out. The cabin was no longer quiet. She hadn't noticed the hoarseness in Shi Qingqiu's voice just now, which was a little different from the usual peace.

Shi Qingqiu’s itinerary was revealed from nowhere, or perhaps it was a deliberate arrangement made by the company. A large number of movie fans held signs with Qingqiu’s name sometimes, and reporters squatted there. Yang Xiao became serious when he saw this.

Fortunately, the company had made arrangements. Qingqiu got out of the car and left without trouble for a long time, and went straight to the hotel.

Yang Xiao pulled the luggage into the room for Shi Qingqiu and left. Shi Qingqiu took off his makeup and stood in front of the French window. Her tall and handsome figure is reflected on the French windows, her eyes are like a cold moon, and she seems to have a lot of thoughts.

Soon, she took out her mobile phone to open a recent call, and after she blinked, she moved the thumb she had pressed away, switched to the WeChat page, and sent Wen Qinghan a sentence: "I'm here."

The opposite responds quickly, just the same succinctly: "Yeah."

Before Shi Qingqiu had time to think about anything, the phone rang, and the words "Pan Jiawen" were displayed on the screen. She raised her eyebrows, raised her lips, and picked it up with a smile: "Sister Wen."

It's no wonder that she suddenly became enthusiastic. This Pan Jiawen can be regarded as the number one hero who lifted her to the sky in one hand, the gold broker of Star Night Entertainment, and she is fair and caring for her.

"Qingqiu, have you arrived at the hotel?" Pan Jiawen asked with a smile while holding the phone between her face and shoulders, tapping on the keyboard with both hands.

"Just arrived, why, there is another task?" Shi Qingqiu sighed after answering, her life is so busy, it is rare to relax.

Pan Jiawen pursed her lips and smiled and stopped typing on the keyboard. She took off her phone and shrugged her shoulders. After a little more relaxed, she said to Shi Qingqiu: "Sister, I can only find you for a task? Can't it be a chat?"

She opened a document with one hand and looked at the title on it, slightly thoughtful. Shi Qingqiu was famously dedicated and hadn't taken a good rest for a long time. Taking advantage of her current contract is about to expire, when the big boss wants to do everything possible to keep her, it is better to buy her a holiday first.

"Well, sister Wen, what do you want to talk about?" Shi Qingqiu walked to the sofa and sat down with her mobile phone, with her long legs folded casually, and the other hand resting on the armrest of the sofa, in a pleasant gesture of listening.

Pan Jiawen turned a few pages, and then said: "Okay, I won't tease you. Seriously, there are several dramas looking for you. I am optimistic about one of the costume films, and both the investor and the director have called you for it. Acting as the heroine. I'll send you the electronic version of the script in a while. If you are interested, we will pick it up."

Costume movie? Shi Qingqiu frowned and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa a few times. Pan Jiawen can contact her to specifically inform that there is no need to question the background background and pay of the show, but she has been working continuously for a long time, and every time she plunges into the studio, she is supported by great courage.

Thinking about this, she said lightly: "Okay, I'll think about it after reading it."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Qingqiu took out the laptop from the suitcase and turned to the email that Pan Jiawen had just sent in the mailbox.

She put the laptop on her overlapping legs, tapping the fingertips of her hands on the keyboard vainly, twisting her eyebrows slightly.