Take It Easy

The next day, when Han Qiu woke up, it was past ten o'clock in the morning. This time broke all her previous wake-up records.

You know, her usual habit is to wake up at five o'clock no matter how late she goes to bed.

This is the routine that she has been required to strictly implement since she was sensible.

Under this premise, even if she just sleeps for an extra minute, it is tantamount to wasting her life and wasting the high expectations of those around her.

She was in that environment at the time and had to obey. Later, she had no chance to change, so she persisted.

To this day, she finally realized what it was like to sleep late—without any sense of guilt, but also faintly relaxed, wanting to sleep for a while.

All this is due to Fu Xiao.

Last night, she probably spent half of her life's patience in kissing the glaring bruise on her shoulder. While kissing, she repeatedly told her, "Han Qiu, you are human, and you will cry when you hurt."

She also said: "Han Qiu, it's not me today, I won't be tired, I won't stop, you can't help it, so don't bear it, I want you to cry."

Later, she was watched by Fu Xiao, looking for the most unbearable moment for her, and adjusting the stimulation that would not be interrupted due to fatigue to be more intense, she really couldn't control the tears.

After crying, the tense nerves in her body became extremely relaxed, and she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes beside Fu Xiao.

—

Han Qiu raised his hand and covered his dry and swollen eyes with the back of his hand.

It shouldn't be more serious than expected, right?

At the end of last night, Fu Xiao had already iced her.

It was also last night that she felt Fu Xiao's thoughtfulness and care for the first time.

Her every move proved to her that her choice of not accepting her fate was not wrong, even if it would make her feel sorry for grandpa.

"grandfather…"

Last night, Fu Xiao said that he would take her to see grandpa.

Han Qiu was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned his head to look for Fu Xiao, but there was nothing around him. Her heart sank, and she immediately sat up and called Fu Xiao.

The shadow of hundreds of missed calls still remained in Han Qiu's heart. After the call was dialed, she didn't even dare to put it to her ear immediately, but just stared at the words "Calling..." motionlessly, hoping that they would be changed smoothly. into a timer.

"Han Qiu!"

The phone rang once and was connected by Fu Xiao.

Because the speaker was not turned on, her voice was very low, but Han Qiu could still hear the joy in it.

Han Qiu's heart fell to the ground, he quickly picked up the phone, and asked Fu Xiao, "Where are you?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her throat was so dry and hoarse that she could hardly make a sound.

Fu Xiao laughed teasingly, "Okay, okay, don't hold on, I know you screamed a lot last night, and your throat was still dry. Just listen to me now. I'm on my way home, and I'll be here in about half an hour. You use This half an hour to wash and eat, change clothes and wait for me."

Han Qiu asked, "What are you waiting for?"

Fu Xiao laughed and lowered his voice, "Okay, I'll take you to see grandpa."

Han Qiu clenched his phone tightly, "Can I go in?"

Grandpa was buried in the family cemetery, unlike the cemetery where everyone could enter, otherwise she wouldn't have seen her grandfather for fifteen years.

"Yes." Fu Xiao turned on the turn signal, and it sounded regularly, "I did a special topic on the funeral industry two years ago. This industry is deep, and many people owed favors to me. Now I just use it. "

"Is it troublesome?"

"No, just two phone calls."

"Han Qiu, is your family really Jiangping Han's?" Fu Xiao asked, "I followed your grandfather's name and birthday you gave me, and the result of my question is this."

Han Qiu got off the bed, stood by the window, looked at the bright sunlight outside, and said, "Do you mind?"

Fu Xiao didn't hesitate, "I don't care, I just find it incredible. My parents are ordinary workers, and my younger brother is a policeman at the police station. My job sounds good. At best, I'm just a decent white-collar worker. Compared with Han's parents and daughters, they are really one in the sky and one in the earth."

Han Qiu said, "I left that home fifteen years ago."

Fu Xiao's voice was faint, "Yes."

This morning, she received a call back saying that the person she was looking for was from the Han family in Jiangping. Her first reaction was a little confused, and then she began to understand why Han Qiu always sat upright and why her closet There are so many expensive dresses, why she said that her relatives have eyes sharper than a carving knife.

Jiangping is not a small city, and there are crowded corners like Hongmen Lane, so naturally there are rich and powerful families they can't imagine.

What is true is the difference.

It's just that Han Qiusheng is destined to be more restrained than ordinary people in such a big family with intertwined relationships.

Her normal life trajectory should be to be put in a bright and beautiful shell, someone to watch her grow up, and then get married and start a career.

But she just liked the same sex, so she had to bear a heavier punishment than ordinary people like them.

"Han Qiu, think about it carefully, you are not as good as me who was born in an ordinary working-class family, and you are not as ordinary as you are in Hongmen Lane, but you are free-spirited." Fu Xiao said.

Han Qiu opened the window, and his hoarse voice suddenly became brighter, "I'm with you now."

Fu Xiaojing was silent for a second, then laughed heartily, "Hurry up and wash your face, wait for me to pick you up."

Han Qiu said: "Drive slowly on the road and pay attention to safety."

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The promised half an hour, Fu Xiao arrived in only twenty minutes.

She came in with the car keys, and saw Han Qiu standing at the table drinking water - with his head slightly tilted, his neck slender, and a bright red hickey on his fair skin. Top, be an "old-fashioned".

The sense of contradiction is vividly reflected in Han Qiu.

Fu Xiao watched and wanted to strip her naked so that she couldn't pretend anymore.

It's a pity that the timing is not right now.

Fu Xiao endured it, walked over quickly, and kissed Han Qiu's neck.

Han Qiu instinctively tilted his head so that she could **** and bite slowly on his neck, which was lingering and ambiguous, which was completely different from the feeling of **** before.

On the contrary, Han Qiu couldn't stand her coming like this, put his hands on the edge of the table, and groaned naturally.

Fu Xiao raised her head and kissed her chin, "Han Qiu, it will be like this in the future, don't hold back, you sound very nice."

Han Qiu pinched Fu Xiao's neck and kissed her lips, "Yes, yes, there is a premise."

Fu Xiao asked: "What premise?"

Han Qiu said, "Don't use those weird things for me again."

Fu Xiao let out an "ah" and asked knowingly, "Is it strange? I think you like it."

Han Qiu said nothing, and kissed deeply.

Fu Xiao hurriedly backed away, "Farewell, such a pro-French, how can you go out later?"

Han Qiu said, "I can bear it."

"I can't." Fu Xiao wiped Han Qiu's slightly dry lips with his fingertips maliciously, and lowered his voice very softly, "I saw you cry for the first time last night. That scene, hiss!"

Fu Xiao thought about it carefully, and reminded: "I'm still itchy, so don't invite me."

Han Qiu raised his eyes and corrected her, "It's not because you made me cry, but because you coaxed me."

Fu Xiao raised her eyebrows, kissed Han Qiu back, and spoke between her slightly parted lips, "Doctor Han, you were not like this before."

Han Qiu lightly pressed Fu Xiao's lower lip, "Isn't that what?"

Fu Xiao gasped, and said, "Don't admit cowardice here."

Fu Xiao pushed Han Qiu to the edge of the table to lean against, pulled her collar, and let her bend over, touching her lips vaguely, "When I teased you before, you said I was tired of work. , Now you actually admit to being coaxed to cry by me. Doctor Han, you are so soft, what's the matter with 'four months later'?"

Fu Xiao made it clear that he was provoking.

Why did Han Qiu refuse to accept it? She looked at Fu Xiao for two seconds at a close distance, raised her hand, pinched her face and kissed her like the first time.

This time it was a deep kiss that made Fu Xiao almost "can't get out".

—

An hour and a half later, the cemetery.

Fu Xiao and Han Qiu waited at the door for a while, and were picked up by a battery car through the side door.

The space on the battery car was limited, and Fu Xiao and Han Qiu sat side by side, their arms touching each other from time to time.

Although it was short, Fu Xiao could still clearly feel Han Qiu's tenseness and nervousness.

Fu Xiao calmly covered Han Qiu's clenched hand with his palm, and squeezed it lightly. When she turned her hand over, Fu Xiao naturally passed her fingers through her fingers and interlocked with hers. .

"Miss Fu, it's here. You must remember, it's only twenty minutes, if it takes longer, I will lose my job." The young guy who brought them in said.

He is the nephew of Fu Xiao's acquaintance, a craftsman, and recently he was doing repair work here, so he had the opportunity to repay Fu Xiao's favor for his uncle.

Fu Xiao responded, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Fu Xiao turned to look at Han Qiu who was already sweating in her hair roots, raised her hand to wipe her off, and said, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Han Qiu stared straight at Fu Xiao, "Yes. I'm here, and I want to introduce you to Grandpa by the way."

Fu Xiao smiled and said, "I hope he will like me."

Han Qiu held Fu Xiao's hand, breathing slowly, "Grandpa dotes on me very much, if I like it, he will definitely like it too."

Fu Xiao said, "Then let's go."

There is no one in the cemetery, and there are cicadas singing in the green shade in the distance.

Fu Xiao thought that after fifteen years, Han Qiu should have a lot to say to her grandfather who raised her, but she just knelt there stiffly without saying a word.

Fu Xiao looked at it, inexplicably feeling that this kind of speechlessness was heavier.

She pursed her lips tightly and turned her eyes away.

After a long time, Han Qiu finally said, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I decided not to go back. I still won't be able to visit you often in the future. Don't blame me."

Fu Xiao turned his head back, not understanding the meaning of Han Qiu's words.

Han Qiu said: "When I was very young, you told me that I would not marry someone I didn't love like my mother. I always believed that, and now I have finally met the one I love, and I want to guard her . If you keep her, you can’t go home.”

If you can't go home, you can't visit here without hindrance.

Fu Xiao followed Han Qiu's words in his heart. She came over in astonishment and asked, "Han Qiu, can you go back?!"

Han Qiu raised his head, his eyes were calm, "Do you want me to go back?"

Fu Xiao's hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly, his fingertips pinching the palm of his hand.

Of course she didn't want to.

When Han Qiu goes back, it means that they parted ways.

How could she agree?

She will bring Han Qiu here and let her meet her family, but she is trying to practice what Deng Xinhua told her, "Xiao Xiao, if you believe her, go and give in to her. If you find out that you are wrong, you'd better do it again." What should she do to make her feel that the contributions between you are equal. Love is what comes and goes, and you are always dragged and coaxed, and sooner or later you will be separated."

After meeting Han Qiu yesterday, she knew clearly that she was wrong, so she tried her best to bring her here.

She was making up for the mistake of the day before yesterday, and she still hoped that when they met, Han Qiu's timeline would no longer be confused, and she would no longer break out in a cold sweat when sleeping alone.

She never thought of letting Han Qiu go back.

Fu Xiao's silence is the best answer to Han Qiu.

Han Qiu took her hand and said in a relaxed tone: "I don't want you to kneel, but I don't know when I will see Grandpa next time, so why don't you feel wronged?"

"I'm wronged! Can you talk?" Fu Xiao threw off Han Qiu angrily, and knelt down beside her.

The moment he raised his head, Fu Xiao became extremely solemn from breathing to expression.

Those who lie to death will be punished.

Then, if she kneels down, she will really be inseparable from Han Qiu in the future.

Han Qiu said: "Grandpa, aren't you worried that if you leave, this family doesn't really care about my family? Now take a look, Xiaoxiao has come and brought one more, so you can go away with peace of mind. , I will be very happy."

As soon as Fu Xiao heard the laughter in Han Qiu's voice, his eyes became wet.

She seemed to understand why Han Qiu always remembered that day fifteen years ago—she was afraid that her grandfather would leave without peace of mind.

In her words, grandpa was the only person in the family who loved her dearly, but she became the one who made him feel uneasy about leaving.

She blamed herself and deliberately took this life on her own head.

Even if she knew very well that if grandpa could go to her, he must have never blamed her.

Now, she let her grandpa see it with her own eyes, and told him personally that she is living a good life, so, that day should be the turning point.

It's just about that day, other Fu Xiao is still not sure.

Fu Xiao clenched her hands tightly, looked at the kind old man on the tombstone, and prayed from the bottom of her heart, "Grandpa, before you leave, please love your granddaughter one last time, don't let that family member force her to do anything, please. "

—

Coming out of the cemetery, the two walked to the parking place on foot.

The road was empty, and the heat deformed the air.

"Han Qiu," Fu Xiao asked while holding Han Qiu's hand, "Have you decided? I won't come here again."

Han Qiu said: "Well. Now that Grandpa has been sent away, it doesn't matter if he comes or not."

Fu Xiao nodded and said nothing.

After coming out of the cemetery, Han Qiu did seem to relax a lot.

fair enough.

Han Qiu said before that the thing to be done should be the anniversary of her grandfather's death. Now that she has finished, she can go back to the grassland and camp without worrying about it, and draw a clean line from the people, things, and the past here.

After leaving, she no longer has to worry about who will beat her.

But will definitely miss her.

Wang Hejing has already started to guide Mu Qinglin to familiarize himself with the director's work. In a few years, Mu Qinglin will be promoted to director, and she, like Miao Fangtong and the others discussed, will naturally pick up the deputy director that Mu Qinglin does not want.

She doesn't care about other people's gossip at all, even if she picks it up, she is qualified to pick it up.

She was just a little, a little bit reluctant to part with this woman beside her.

Once she takes the position of the deputy director, she will be busier than now, and she won't have much time to find her.

If she doesn't go out, Han Qiu has to come back often.

But after seeing the wound on her shoulder with her own eyes, she actually didn't want her to come back often.

Then, what else can I do?

Fu Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and an ambiguous idea suddenly came into his head: resign, become a freelance media person, and travel around the world. When I was tired from running, I went to rest beside Han Qiu, and went to her balcony to watch the morning sun and evening stars.

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