When I Fell For You

Back to work days.

When hosting the radio in the evening, Qing An listened to music and stared at the electronic timetable ahead.

Before you know it, it's 2016, and January is about to end.

The weather forecast shows that the lowest temperature today is two degrees below zero.

Someone called her hotline and asked her: "Should I break up? I have known my boyfriend for nine years. I used to be friends who played very well. Until a year ago, we switched from a friend relationship to a lover relationship. But in Soon after we were together, conflicts began to arise. When I was friends, I kept a certain distance with each other, and the distance produces beauty, which is okay. But after being together, especially after living together for a period of time, there are many conflicts. Annoying. If you don’t break up, you’re really unhappy. But if you break up, you’re afraid that your friends won’t be able to do it. What should I do..."

Yes, what should I do.

If it's just a relatively ordinary person who has not met for a long time, it won't be that tangled.

But I've known each other for so long, and I'm still playing very well. In this case, I would definitely feel nervous about breaking up.

In the end, Qing'an just asked mechanically: "Do you think he is more important than your life?"

"As important."

"What is equally important?" Qing'an asked.

"In fact, I really hope that he will accompany me in the rest of my life. I experience all kinds of storms together..."

Hearing this, Qing'an smiled. She shook her head and leaned closer to Mai: "Experienced all kinds of wind and rain together? Only a year... You have probably experienced a flash of lightning right now, and that's it, you also experienced wind and rain... Don't make up These are deceiving yourself, girl. If you really feel you can’t get along with him, then divide it."

After half an hour.

Qing'an left the TV station and got into the car. When she passed the convenience store before, she stopped the car and found that the cashier had returned to his previous familiar face.

"Miss, it's been a long time since I saw you." The camper greeted Qing'an.

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to come back." Qing'an smiled, walked between the shelves, selected a lot of snacks and drinks, and then went to the cashier to check out.

"Miss, are you buying so much this time?" The revenue clerk was slightly surprised.

"I'm too lazy to worry about so much, I don't want to eat it, don't buy it. When I want to eat, I just open my stomach and eat it." Qing'an looked at the scanner and said, laughing suddenly.

After sending the bill, she went out carrying a large bag of things.

The next day, after Qing An woke up, he went to the living room and turned on the TV.

After adjusting the channel to watch, Qing'an poured what he was eating on the coffee table, tore open three bags of potato chips of different flavors, and plugged all the straws into a board of Yakult.

Many people like Coke with potato chips, but she doesn't like carbonated drinks, so she didn't buy Coke.

Qing An, in pajamas, sat cross-legged on the sofa, grabbed potato chips and stuffed it into his mouth while watching TV, taking a sip of Yakult from time to time. The feeling of depression to death.

Surfing the Internet is boring, and watching TV seems boring. No matter what you look at, you will always look at it, and then your thoughts will fly elsewhere.

Just like now, looking at it, she suddenly began to think, what Yu Youning is doing now.

After wiping his fingers with a tissue, Qing An picked up the phone, went shopping in the album of Yu Youning's circle of friends, and then went to Weibo.

Half an hour ago, Yu Youning posted a blog saying: "I finished work relatively early and there is nothing wrong at the moment, so I just played cards at work. I'm lucky, and I've been winning, and I feel quite fulfilled."

The accompanying photo is a playing card on the table.

Are you busy today?

It’s been almost a month since I took pictures last time.

During this month, Qing'an still tried to get along with Yu Youning as before.

Chat as you should, make jokes and jokes from time to time, and then talk to each other.

However, I always feel that something has changed.

For example, they don't take the initiative to ask each other out to have fun. You don't ask me, and I don't ask you. After careful calculations, they never saw each other again.

When chatting, the two also seemed to be in a tacit understanding, and they all jumped out to play on this topic.

What's more, Qing'an's brushing activities have become more frequent, and every time a movement is brushed, she will make various speculations through a series of small details such as the punctuation of the content.

When there is only one full stop, Qing An will wonder if Yu Youning is in a bad mood.

When I saw Yu Youning's words like "Xiaojin is the cutest girl in the world", I would think again, who is Xiaojin, when did they meet, and why did Yu Youning praise her as cute? I haven't seen her praise her cuteness...sad.

However, when the photo of Xiaojin sent by Yu Youning was displayed in the next second, Qing'an would laugh again. It turns out that Xiao Jin is a small milk cat.

However, before, she had never thought that one day she would just stare at other people's circle of friends and Weibo dynamics.

Not only can I read, but I can also do all kinds of reading comprehension of the things I read, just like a pervert.

Fortunately, neither Weibo nor WeChat Moments will have visitor records. Otherwise, Yu Youning would definitely find the dense footprints left by Qing'an, like a stalker, every time he opened it.

She didn't read the Weibo of those little fresh meats too much. When she occasionally boarded to refresh, she could see the fitness selfies or food photos they sent, but she only felt numb when she looked at those.

Nothing to look good, that's probably it.

I don't know why the following fans will praise people so much as if they have been beaten up.

But think about it carefully, wasn't he also in the Chicken Blood Brigade back then?

It's just a lick in my heart, there is no comment.

I quit from Yu Youning's Weibo and refreshed my attention, only to see that Xu Yan also posted a blog.

It is a blog that reposted the lottery, and those who win the lottery can get a full set of his "Human" series of books.

Speaking of which, Xu Yan's new book signing meeting before, she forgot.

Why do I forget it, I remember it well. Anyway, forgetting is forgetting.

All her concerns were transferred to Yu Youning inexplicably.

Did Yu Youning post today? What is the post and under what circumstances? What clothes are you wearing, and is there a smile on your mouth?

Even Qing'an would look at the photos Yu Youning took of herself last time.

In the past, when I finished the photo shoot and looked at the film, I just admired myself.

But now, the mood is different.

Looking at those photos, you will remember the moments of the two people getting along in those few days.

This feeling is very novel.

Well, since Yu Youning is not busy today, and is still playing cards leisurely, should I go to her?

Although he was still hesitating in his heart, in fact, Qing An had already floated to the dressing table and started combing his hair with a comb.

Even before I knew it, my hair was smoothed.

Now that you have combed everything, let's go.

He got up and opened the closet door, Qing An picked up his clothes and changed it, and then went to the studio where Yu Youning was.

Today is January 29th.

Calculating carefully, they have not seen each other for more than 20 days.

In the past twenty days, she has been thinking about many things. Always thinking about it, the tip of the nose will be sour inexplicably.

She couldn't imagine the scene of Yu Youning one day setting up a family with someone else and lying in the arms of a man. Such a scene, for herself, is simply scarier than any horror movie.

They are no longer children, and there are still a few years left to waste?

But all this still couldn't stop her wanting to see Yu Youning.

It's probably stuck.

The car stopped in the parking lot next to the building where Yu Youning's studio was located. Qing'an pulled out the phone address book, found Yu Youning's phone number, and dialed it.

It rained again outside, and after the car windows were covered with a thin drop of water, all the scenery outside became hazy.

After the phone rang a few times, Yu Youning answered, with a familiar and quiet voice.

"Where are you..." Qing'an asked with a cell phone.

"I'm shopping." Yu Youning replied.

"Going out?" Qing'an raised his brow slightly.

"Yes." After the other party finished speaking, they fell into a long silence.

Are you not in the studio anymore? Qing'an looked out through the glass window.

The rain water on the windows condenses more and more, and finally gathers a piece, like the wall of an abandoned building that has been in disrepair, peeling down piece by piece.

"Hello?" At this moment, Yu Youning broke the silence again, "Where are you?"

"I'm downstairs in your studio." Qing An turned his head and stared at the steering wheel.

"Why don't you say it in advance? In case I'm not here..."

Qing'an was also speechless, playing with the **** the side of the bag: "The ghost suddenly ran over when I knew why."

"Then you go up and wait a while, I'll come right away." Yu Youning said immediately.

"Will it be too much trouble for you? You are gone, and you are coming back..." Although Qing'an said so, but in his heart he wished that she would appear in front of him immediately.

Yu Youning replied: "No trouble, I just came out to buy something to eat. You wait a moment, I check out, and I will be out soon."

Qing'an retracted his hand and looked outside: "Then I'll wait for you in the parking lot. The second row of the West Exit."

After hanging up, Qing An lay on the steering wheel and waited quietly.

Yes, the ghost knew why she suddenly ran over.

A few minutes later, when he noticed someone knocking on the door of the car, Qing An paused and got up from the steering wheel.

I saw Yu Youning holding a bag in one hand, holding an umbrella in the other, standing next to the car window, leaning down slightly to look at her.

When Qing An saw it, he carried his bag, then opened the door and walked down.

The rain became stronger and Qing'an got a little wet after getting off the car.

"Did you bring an umbrella?" Yu Youning asked while pulling her under his umbrella.

"It didn't rain when I came over, so I didn't bring it. Who knew it would be so big." Qing'an nodded.

"That's it. Fortunately, my umbrella is big enough." Yu Youning ate the gum and turned the umbrella handle.

With a big smile on her face, she seemed to be having a good time.

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