Love at the Right Time

Shi Qingqiu always doesn't like to hide too much when traveling. She used to have to do that. Now that she has no owner, she wears a pair of glasses at most, which can cover two or three points of her appearance.

It's just that two beautiful women traveling together are always eye-catching.

They were picking the evening dishes in the fruit and vegetable section of the supermarket, and some passers-by were passing by whispering. Some people even recognized Shi Qingqiu, but they were not too ostentatious.

Shi Qingqiu walked in front and asked without looking back while holding the greens, "Qing Han, what do you want to eat in particular?"

Wen Qinghan pushed the shopping cart behind her, his eyes followed her back, her thin lips raised, "It's okay, you can choose."

So perfunctory, Shi Qingqiu turned around and waited for Wen Qinghan to come forward, then grabbed her arm and winked at her eyebrows and said: "Lawyer Wen, I have given you a chance to say it. You didn't mention it yourself. Then I will eat according to what you usually eat. Are you here to buy vegetables?"

Wen Qinghan looked at Shi Qingqiu's eyes and replied earnestly: "Actually, I also like what you like to eat. For other things, you can buy it according to your wishes, and I will leave my stomach to you. "

She had imagined such a day long, long ago. The two of them went to the supermarket to buy daily necessities, buy ingredients to eat at night, and discussed firewood, rice, oil and salt. She will trust Shi Qingqiu wholeheartedly, just like Shi Qingqiu trusts her, every day, every year, will live so plainly.

Shi Qingqiu slid down with one hand and clasped her ten fingers. He smiled and said, "Last time I praised that I would coax the child, and this time I gave such a big task to me. I would be afraid that I would not be good for Mrs. Wen. ."

Wen Qinghan smiled at the corner of his mouth, thought for a moment, squeezed Shi Qingqiu's hand, turned his head and said, "If this is the case, Mrs. Shi is also a little nervous. It's just that we can slowly explore and delve into the essence of it. , And strive to get full marks."

Shi Qingqiu had to smile back, and then followed Wen Qinghan's words: "Okay, then let me cook a good meal to feed our wife, and then study slowly."

Wen Qinghan bends the corners of his lips, lifted his chin, and said, "Mrs. Wen, go buy some shrimps from Aquatic Products."

Shi Qingqiu was already there and picked it up again, and replied: "Wait, I will buy the vegetables before we go there. But I don't know how to make shrimp, are you coming?"

Wen Qinghan raised his eyebrows, followed Shi Qingqiu to stop, and commented if something happened: "Mrs. Wen will deduct one point before she gets home. It's a pity."

Shi Qingqiu turned his head and patted Wen Qinghan, and said strangely, "How can you be like this? Excessive..."

Wen Qinghan didn't laugh, pushing the shopping cart behind Shi Qingqiu.

Just like they met occasionally over the years, she would quietly accompany Shi Qingqiu. But now, I can finally stop pretending to be indifferent, be able to keep his eyes unbiased, and be able to hide his affection.

They bought a lot of ingredients, and it seemed that the two of them couldn't finish it. Because Wen Qinghan hasn't gone back to live in a few months, Shi Qingqiu bought some snacks and juice beer, etc., intending to fill Wen Qinghan's refrigerator.

When they went to Wen Qinghan's house, they carried a few big bags and put them on the coffee table in the living room.

As soon as Shi Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, Wen Qinghan held her wrist and pulled her as he walked and said, "Qingqiu, come with me."

"Huh?" Shi Qingqiu guessed that she was going to lead herself to the room.

She hadn't come in Wen Qinghan's room before. The closest distance before that was when she had a meeting in the law firm last time, she had stood at the door meditating.

Wen Qinghan did indeed bring Shi Qingqiu into the master bedroom. There was a faint woody fragrance in the bedroom, which smelled very comfortable. Wen Qinghan walked to open the curtains, the afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the room, and the woody fragrance instantly became warm.

That feeling, like the taste of home.

Wen Qinghan's long black hair standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows was painted orange by the setting sun. She was still in the original appearance, looking cold and unsympathetic, but the first glance would make people feel an inexplicable coolness.

It happened to be such a person, which made Shi Qingqiu feel how lucky he was, because those unkindnesses only exist in the eyes of others.

She slowed down and approached, step by step, halfway through, Wen Qinghan turned around, she speeded up her pace, stretched out her arms and plunged into the embrace that opened towards her, and then heard Wen Qinghan's soft voice in her ear but solemnly Said: "Welcome to Mrs. Wen, starting today, this family is complete."

Shi Qingqiu hugged Wen Qinghan's waist tightly, her eyes shone, and the corners of her lips smiled, pretending to be dissatisfied: "Mrs. Shi, have you forgotten? You said you wanted a baby a few days ago, so why do you do it now? Is it consummated ahead of time?"

Wen Qinghan shook her head and touched Shi Qingqiu's forehead. The moment she met her eyes, she softly said, "This family, I and you are the foundation, and the baby is the crystallization of our feelings and the icing on the cake."

Continuing it on top of the original beauty, adding to the good. From knowing this idiom until now, Shi Qingqiu felt that it was so nice to read it for the first time.

Shi Qingqiu raised his hand to touch the collar of her shirt, and asked in a somber tone: "Then, we don't want to be icing on the cake so soon, will parents have any opinions?"

Looking at the situation of the two parents, it is estimated that they will start reminding them soon. Once or twice, it is okay. After a long time, it will definitely expose their thoughts that they don't want children.

Wen Qinghan thought for a while, and the corners of his lips curled up, "We can agree to it first, anyway, even if we go back to our parents' house and the door is closed, parents can't chase into the room."

Shi Qingqiu chuckled and rubbed her nose, "This is the first time I saw that Lawyer Wen was at a loss."

She turned her face to the side with a smile, her smile remained. Why is it only this time when she is at a loss? It's just that the thinking and hesitating during those years, once it has passed, it will be buried in her heart, and it is no longer needed.

Shi Qingqiu followed Wen Qinghan's gaze, let go, and walked slowly along the furnishings in the room from the window.

Her fingertips swept across the dressing table, to the closet, the full-length mirror, and then her eyes fell on the soft bed. Finally, the table lamp and a small box on the bedside table.

Wen Qinghan took off his suit and put it on the sofa, rolled up his sleeves and walked over to tell Shi Qingqiu: "There are clothes for going out in the closet, pajamas and nightdresses. When this time is over, I will go back to my parents' house to see how to clean up. What come over."

When Shi Qingqiu approached the bedside table, the small box was translucent, and it seemed that there was a stack of paper inside. According to Wen Qinghan's personality, there will never be a stack of useless papers, and this box seems to have a sense of collection.

She couldn't help pointing to the box curiously, and then asked, "Qing Han, what is this?"

Wen Qinghan's eyebrows jumped, and he looked at Shi Qingqiu steadily, and suddenly smiled: "Do you want to know what's in there?"

"It looks like a very interesting thing."

Shi Qingqiu pulled Wen Qinghan's wrist, with a look of expectation.

She has an intuition that if this box is opened, she might find something she doesn't know yet. This idea germinated like a seed in her heart, but it almost broke through the heart in an instant.

Wen Qinghan walked two steps closer, bent over and fetched the box.

Looking in from directly above, there are many sheets of paper stacked together, of different sizes.

She handed the box to Shi Qingqiu, her lips tightened, her fingertips turned a little white, and a few seconds later she said in a deep voice, "Open it yourself and you will know what's inside."

Wen Qinghan's attitude and expression all express the special nature of this box. If ordinary, Wen Qinghan will not put it on the bedside, let alone collect it, and will not show that it is difficult to make a decision at this time, and is so solemn. Expressions.

Shi Qingqiu took the box and slowly opened the lid, and the first piece of paper became clear before her eyes.

That is the movie ticket, the movie she starred in.

The second, third, and many subsequent ones, all of them, and some movies are even repeated several times.

Shi Qingqiu's nose suddenly sore, and his hands turning over the paper began to tremble. Why are there so many? Why does every movie have more than one?

Wen Qinghan walked behind her distressedly and hugged her, watched her squeeze the movie ticket's hand, and said calmly: "I don't like your sadness. If this happens, I won't let you watch it."

Shi Qingqiu bit her lip and shook her head. She accidentally saw a sheet of inconsistent paper between the movie tickets. She pulled it out carefully, and after seeing the above, her hands trembled violently and her breathing became heavier.

That was the ticket for an actor meeting held in City F two years ago. At that time, the organizer invited several old opera bones and several rising stars in the entertainment industry.

The meeting was publicized for more than a month, and almost no one who followed the hot information knew it. At that time, she had won several awards at home and abroad, and was lucky to be invited.

She remembered that the audience in the audience filled the entire venue that day. At first, it was noisy and like ocean waves. When it calmed down, she could barely see the few people in front of her. She would never have thought that among the tens of thousands of people, Wen Qinghan was watching her silently.

With red eyes, Shi Qingqiu asked in a dumb voice: "Why did you have this? Were you in the audience at the time? Then why didn't you go to me?"

Wen Qinghan didn't speak, just tightened his arms and hugged Shi Qingqiu.

Shi Qingqiu didn't allow her to remain silent, put the box on the bedside table, and forced her arm free, turned around and held Wen Qinghan's face and asked: "Wen Qinghan, why do you have so many votes when you speak? Why do you never Don’t tell me? How long have you been hiding from me?"

"Qingqiu..." Wen Qinghan's eyes were red, and he didn't know what to say or where to start.

Shi Qingqiu sucked her nose, her voice with a thick nasal sound, and her voice was extremely low and dumb, "Why didn't you look for me? Why didn't you mention a word to me? Why did you let me know now? You speak, you speak..."

She clenched Wen Qinghan's collar tightly, unwilling to miss every expression of Wen Qinghan, but the person in front of her could still maintain Yun Danfengqing's smile.

Wen Qinghan shook his head, and regardless of Shi Qingqiu's resistance, he firmly held her in his arms and suppressed her resistance. There was obvious self-control and depression in his words: "If I said it, there would be no today..."

Shi Qingqiu was startled, his eyes widened, tears falling down his cheeks, falling on Wen Qinghan's shoulders.

She has always been afraid of being separated again, she dared not start, she dared not use her heart, she dared not approach anyone, nor did she accept anyone approaching purposefully. Once she found this clue, she would stay away without hesitation, even when she had just been tempted by Wen Qinghan, she had ever moved back.

How long did she keep Wen Qinghan guarding, how long she waited, and how tolerant this person was, only to face herself in silence again and again. If it hadn't been broken today, would she never know?

An inexplicable impulse surged in her heart, but she immediately pulled Wen Qinghan's collar away and bit her white shoulder fiercely. She heard Wen Qinghan snorting, and then hugged herself tighter.

It took her a long time to let go of her mouth, tears dripping on Wen Qinghan's bleeding shoulder, her heart suddenly hurt and sore, angry and pity. She beat Wen Qinghan's chest and couldn't help resisting: "Wen Qinghan, you let me go, go away, don't come close to me..."

When Wen Qinghan kissed Qingqiu’s tears, she tremblingly laughed and said, “Qingqiu, you should be angry with me and blame me. But as you can see, those are all over, everyone will There is a past, and what you saw just now is my past. No matter what state of you and I were at that time, we are all together now, as I just said, this family is complete."

Shi Qingqiu stopped his movements now, with a tear-stained look on his face and pitiful, Wen Qinghan leaned close to kiss her eyes again, and whispered: "Mrs. Wen, I'm hungry. Can I punish me if I'm full? I'm full. Or do you want to punish me not to eat?"

Her voice was dumb and heavy, and she seemed to have a magical power in her ears.

Shi Qingqiu felt wronged and unwilling in her heart, but more, she felt distressed for Wen Qinghan. She bit her lip and broke her tears into a smile and said, "How can you do this? Don't say anything, do you know what I think about now? You were in the audience at those times, but I couldn't tell you a word and left..."

She was talking, tears flickering in her eyes again, and she bit her lip and couldn't speak anymore.

When Wen Qinghan kissed Qingqiu’s lips, her eyes were full of tolerance and spoiling, “Okay, it’s all my fault. For the sake of my honest admission of my mistakes, Mrs. Wen can temporarily spare me and give it to me. Make a dinner to fill your stomach? I'm really hungry."

When she pulled it down, Qingqiu's hand pressed against her stomach, rubbing her fingers lightly.

Shi Qingqiu gently stroked the teeth marks she had bitten with her fingertips and tidied Wen Qinghan's clothes. She didn't want to say a word. She pushed Wen Qinghan and left, "Let go, I don't want to talk to you. I'm going to the kitchen..."

Wen Qinghan wiped the tears on her face and smiled clearly and said: "Remember, leave the shrimp to me for a while. I'll go to the study."

Shi Qingqiu glared at her, "Don't eat, workaholic."

Wen Qinghan smiled softly and stopped speaking.