Please Eat Me and the Director’s Cp

Miao Yi wanted to go home because she was going to worship her ancestors during the Qingming Festival. Before she left, she came to Qiu Yang to play with the bottle for a while, and then she said to Qiu Yang, who had just finished lunch, "Yang Yang, then you have a good two days. take care."

Qiu Yang's expression was a little haggard, and Miao Yi was still worried about her current state.

She knew the situation at Qiu Yang's house, so she wouldn't take the initiative to ask anything, and Qiu Yang wanted the cat to look after her, so she wouldn't go back.

"I will." Qiu Yang grinned at her, "You go back to pay attention to safety, and keep your phone, don't drop it again."

Miao Yi's hometown is in a county town in Yuncheng. It takes about two hours to go back by bus. Now is the peak period of the holiday. Whether it is the train station or the passenger station, there are very many people. Because I lost my phone once in a car.

Miao Yi gritted her teeth when she thought of this: "These thieves are too wild now."

She clenched her fist: "I won't lose it this time."

"it is good."

Miao Yi rubbed the bottle's head again, then got up and said "goodbye" to Qiu Yang, then walked to the door and pushed her luggage.

As soon as Miao Yi left, Qiu Yang and the bottle were left in the living room looking at each other. She waved at the bottle, and the bottle obediently wagged its tail to her leg.

Qiu Yang picked her up, she smoothed the bottle's hair, and the corner of her mouth raised, "Thank you, Xiaopin, and you to stay with me."

Bottle: "Meow."

Qiu Yang didn't sleep well last night, she couldn't sleep without Shen Ningruo, and in the end she was able to fall asleep with melatonin, but she always had nightmares.

The nightmare is intermittent, and it is stitched together by many pictures.

After a while, the grandparents pointed to her and said she was a death star.

After a while, her mother wiped her tears in front of her and said that Yangyang's mother would not see you in the future.

After a while, my aunt and uncle beat her back with a feather duster, and some unspeakable words came out of their mouths.

When Qiu Yang woke up, she was covered in sweat and went to take a shower. She knew that she looked haggard, which made Miao Yi so worried.

Ching Ming Festival……

Qiu Yang has never worshipped her ancestors. When she was a child, she was said to be unworthy. When she grew up, no one asked her to go back, and she would not participate.

It's just that last night's nightmare awakened many of her memories, which made Qiu Yang unable to lift her spirits after waking up. After a while, she felt that the room was a little stuffy, so she simply carried the bottle in the space bag and hung it around her neck. SLR out the door.

The three-day holiday of Qingming Festival is a good time to travel for some people who do not go to ancestor worship. Compared with the previous one, there are a lot more people in Yuncheng.

Qiu Yang put on a peaked cap and walked along the street on the right from the gate of the community. She walked and took pictures.

I photographed the eaves for a while, the shop, the traffic lights, and the back.

There was no sun in Yuncheng today, and the gloomy weather made it more comfortable and convenient for her to take pictures, so she took a lot of pictures in a short time.

The bottle is not afraid of life, and there is no stress response. It stood in the space bag and looked at the scenery outside through the transparent bag. Someone behind Qiu Yang saw it, covered his mouth and said to his companion, "It's so cute", and then Just slapped the bottle.

Maybe it saw a bird in the sky, the bottle shook its chin, and when the bird flew away and disappeared, it looked straight ahead again, and tilted its head at the more and more passers-by who were watching it.

Qiu Yang's attention was not on the bottle, but this was not the first time he brought a bottle out like this. Miao Yi joked before that he could send the bottle to a cat cafe for business. According to the popularity of the bottle, he should be a cat. The top card and performance champion of coffee is not a problem.

After walking for more than half an hour, Qiu Yang was a little thirsty. There was a milk tea shop next to her. She went in and chose a cup of fruit tea. While waiting, a girl pointed at the bottle and said to Qiu Yang, "Miss, your cat. so cute."

"Thank you." Qiu Yang smiled slightly.

"What's its name?" the girl asked curiously.

Qiu Yang pursed his lower lip and wanted to answer the bottle, but finally turned a corner: "chubby."

The bottle that heard the conversation between Qiu Yang and the stranger sister:...?

Mom, you were calling me bottle half an hour ago.

The girl was with her boyfriend, and when she heard Qiu Yang's answer, she pulled her boyfriend's wrist, but smiled and said to Qiu Yang, "It's the same as our dog's name."

Qiu Yang smiled again as an answer.

Just as her fruit tea was ready, she thanked her with the bag and left the store.

As soon as the straw was inserted into the plastic film, Qiu Yang's cell phone rang in her clothes pocket. She took a sip and took it out to look at the caller ID.

It was from Yue Chu.

Qiu Yang answered immediately and sat down on the bench under the tree by the roadside: "Sister."

"Yangyang, are you in Yuncheng today?" Yue Chu asked gently. She knew the situation at Qiu Yang's house, so she called to ask when she thought that today was the Qingming Festival.

"Yes."

"Sister, you know, I don't have a home."

Qiu Yang smiled wryly, and immediately put the backpack on his lap, unzipped it, and his fat head came out, looking at the pedestrians coming and going.

"Why don't you have a home?" Yue Chu sighed softly, "Come here for dinner at night."

"But come early, I'm on night shift tonight."

"Okay." Qiu Yang received the job news from Yue Chu last night, and she also blessed her, but Yue Chu was looking for a house and a job when she returned to Yuncheng, and she hadn't congratulated Yue Chu in person. , tonight is a good time.

"Then you come at five o'clock?"

"I'll send you the address on WeChat."

Qiu Yang patted the bottle and wanted to continue to lean his head up, and finally there was a smile on his lips: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, the corner of Qiu Yang's mouth pressed down again, she looked up at the sky, and walked back with the bottle on her back.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Qiu Yang took a bag and set off from home. Her complexion was really bad, so she put on make-up to cover it up before she set off. Otherwise, according to her understanding of Yue Chu, Yue Chu would definitely be very worried.

She didn't want Yue Chu to worry.

And she and Shen Ningruo haven't sent a single message since last night. Qiu Yang almost couldn't hold back and wanted to send something to Shen Ningruo, but when she thought that today was the Ching Ming Festival, maybe Shen Ningruo would be very busy. Her mind was taken back by her.

Even though Shen Ningruo's place looked deserted.

Shen Ningruo was really busy, she was busy quarreling with Shen Yuankai, she went to pick up Shen Yuankai to the cemetery on Qingming Festival today, but Shen Yuankai just got in the car, she accused Shen Ningruo because of Guo Mingan.

Shen Ningruo's face was cold, she listened to his scolding, waited for a while before asking: "Have you enough scolding?"

"What do you think Mom would think if she knew you were like this to me now?"

Shen Yuankai was gasping for breath, but thinking of his dead wife, he finally pursed his lips and didn't say anything, just looked out the window, his brows and the corners of his mouth pressed down.

Shen Ningruo glanced at him, but she had no expression.

There are many people in the cemetery now, ranging from one person to seven or eight people. Basically, everyone has no free hand, either with flowers or some fruits.

Shen Ningruo had already prepared all this, she looked solemn and walked to her mother's tombstone.

Just every step she took, her heart sank a little.

Ever since she was conscious, her parents have been arguing endlessly. Time and time again, sometimes Shen Yuankai slammed out of the door in anger. She didn't come back for days, nights, or even a month. Her mother told her that it was a really good day. It's boring, I don't know what's the point of continuing.

In fact, Shen Yuankai and Shen Ningruo's mother got married because of love, but they didn't get along very well. After they got married, they began to quarrel frequently. body, but also into her ears.

Shen Yuankai wouldn't beat people, but he was always violent.

When Shen Ningruo was seventeen years old, her mother who suffered from severe depression finally chose to be relieved. When Shen Yuankai was again cold and violent and did not intend to go home, she chose to commit suicide.

For many years after that, Shen Ningruo would remember the scene when she went home and saw her mother motionless. She cried and called an ambulance. It didn't take long for the doctor to pat her on the shoulder, asking her to mourn.

It was also at that time that Shen Ningruo bumped into a boy in a white shirt and another girl kissing passionately.

"Mom." Shen Ningruo put the chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, her eyes were tight, "I'll see you."

Shen Yuankai bent over and placed the fruit aside, silently saying a word.

There was soon a cry from the nearby tombstone, and Shen Ningruo never let the tears fall.

After coming out of the cemetery, Shen Ningruo sent Shen Yuankai home. Before leaving, her eyes were cold: "Please don't worry about my business."

Shen Yuankai was stunned for a moment, and saw Shen Ningruo turn around and leave, the door was slammed shut.

He drooped his eyelids, only to let out a sigh in the end.

Shen Ningruo returned to her apartment, she collapsed on the sofa, hesitated for a long time and did not send a message to Qiu Yang.

The place where Qiu Yang lives looks very warm, maybe he should go home today.

She put the lamb doll she bought last night on the sofa, she copied it over and rubbed it, and clicked on Weibo.

Qiu Yang's photography account has updated a few photos today, and the text is just two words: [Qingming. 】

She was very atmospheric and made people feel a little heavier.

Shen Ningruo had a lot of thoughts and buried her head on the lamb doll, tears slowly oozing out.