When I Fell For You

"You are so humorous." Qing An looked at Ning's words, held back for a long time, and finally held back these words.

Ning: "The anchor of Tingyu has won the award."

"No, you are humble." Qing'an smiled.

Ning: "By the way, it's quite late now. I have something to do tomorrow, so I won't talk more today."

"Go to bed." Qing'an originally wanted to consult about travel shooting matters, but it was really late now. She thought it would be better to find a time when everyone is full of energy.

After chatting with Ning, Qing'an went to Ning's Moments album again.

The photos Ning took are really good-looking, and it should be fine to find her to take them. Even Qing'an had some expectations for this.

After going to wash and come back, Qing'an sat in bed, took his cell phone, and dialed Shen Tian's number.

A melodious melody just sounded in the phone, and I picked it up.

"Not asleep yet?" Qing An asked while holding the phone.

"I just packed my things. Why did you call me so late? Could it be that you missed me before I left?" Shen Tian's mouth became a lot oily, even if he felt so sad and entangled in his heart, the surface Shang can still laugh unscrupulously with Qing'an.

"Yeah, I think you can't sleep." Qing'an replied casually, and then asked seriously: "Your plane will be at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon, right?"

"Yes, I thought you couldn't remember." Shen Tian joked.

"How can I not remember. I'll drive you by then. I won't say much now, it's too late, let's go to bed." Qing'an said as he lay down in bed.

"OK, good night."

After that, the two hung up the phone.

Shen Tian stared at the words "Hung up" on the phone screen, held the phone tightly in his palm, and sighed.

The next day.

Qing'an casually ate some takeaway at noon and drove to Shen Tian's residence. I don’t know if it’s an illusion. I feel like I was forced back from the cold by the bowl of **** soup. Now I am in good spirits.

Ten minutes later, Shen Tian carried a suitcase and a bag and walked to the Qing'an car.

Qing'an got off the car, helped her put the luggage in the trunk, returned to the car, and drove Shen Tian to the airport.

Shen Tian has been in this city for many years. He is familiar with brick by brick and grass and trees, as if rooted in his memory.

From a student to a working party, time is like an arrow from the string, passing in the blink of an eye, and never looking back once the years pass.

She once thought that she could buy a house and a car with her girlfriend in this city, and live a sweet life.

As a result, the girlfriend who had been dating for six years was divided. Before he could react, the love affair was buried.

After that, she fell in love with the straight daughter of Qing'an and fell into a relationship that couldn't respond. After struggling left and right, she was exhausted physically and mentally, so she wanted to withdraw.

The way to get away is to stay away from everything here.

There was a slight traffic jam on the way to the airport, and Qing An looked a little impatient next to him.

But Shen Tian suddenly hoped that the traffic jam would last longer.

Even if it's a minute longer, it's fine. In this way, she can spend one more minute with Qing'an, even if she knows that Qing'an doesn't love herself.

Finally, the front is no longer blocked.

The wheels were able to work again, Shen Tian turned his head, looked at Qing'an, and asked, "By the way, if you say such presumptuous things to girls all the time, aren't you afraid that girls will really fall in love with you?"

"I don't say it all day, and everything depends on the mood. As for falling in love with me... which girl? Are you?" Qing An said without looking back.

"I like handsome guys, how can I fall in love with you." Shen Tian laughed against his heart.

"That's not right. I'm not a handsome guy. How come there are girls who fall in love with me." Qing An stared at the front and said without hesitation.

Sure enough, Qing An was terribly straight from head to toe.

What's ridiculous is that I actually thought about whether Qing'an was a bend.

Half an hour later, Qing An accompanied Shen Tian to change the boarding pass, and then the two of them walked towards the security checkpoint together.

"You said if you get along well, do you plan to get married as soon as possible?" Qing'an asked.

"That's right. If it's done, you come to participate then." Shen Tian said with a smile while stroking the boarding pass in his hand.

"Well, if it's done for you, you will tell me when the time comes, and I will fly over immediately." Qing'an stared at the front.

When arriving at the security checkpoint, Qing'an looked around and said, "Good luck, no one, go."

"Hao Le." Shen Tian pulled the bag behind him in front of him, opened the zipper, and took out his ID card.

"If you have something to do, remember to talk to me on the Internet." Qing'an looked at Shen Tian.

"Haha, okay!" Shen Tian grinned, carrying the bag back, and then walked forward.

But after a few steps, she turned around and said, "Miss Qing'an, I'm going to leave now, don't you plan to give me a farewell hug?"

After listening to Qing'an, he laughed, then spread his arms and said: "Okay, I'll give you all the hugs, all of you."

Shen Tian lowered his head, touched his nose, then strode over, stretched out his arms, and gave Qing An a solid hug.

"Okay, I'm leaving, don't miss me too much. Goodbye." After that, Shen Tian quickly retracted his arm and walked to the security checkpoint, blowing another kiss to Qing'an in the middle.

When placing the certificate in front of the ground crew, Shen Tian pulled the straps of the backpack with both hands and let out a long sigh of relief.

Goodbye, Qing'an.

After sending Shen Tian, ​​Qing An turned around and stepped out.

Today, Qing'an is off, and there is no need to go to work.

After bidding farewell to Shen Tian, ​​she bought a few bags of potato chips and two cans of canned yellow peaches. After returning home, she lay on the sofa and ate while watching TV.

Mother-in-law drama.

The daughter-in-law inside was fighting her mother-in-law for three hundred rounds, and the battle was fierce.

But Qing'an couldn't get in, and she didn't know why.

Suddenly remembered something...Clap your hands, wipe every finger with a tissue, Qing'an opened WeChat and sent a message to Ning.

"That's the case, I added you because I want to find you to shoot a group of portraits, like travel shooting, because it feels more natural to shoot while playing."

Taking a photo shoot was originally her main purpose of Ganing.

After a while, Ning replied: "Yes, but I have received a lot of orders now. The client in hand has already made an appointment for a few months. I don't know if you can wait."

"Don't worry, follow your work schedule. Anyway, I won't take it until the end of the year. By the way, the string of numbers behind your WeChat account is your birthday?" Qing'an clicked Kaining's WeChat portrait again and glanced at the WeChat account. .

Ning: "Not bad. Not so young anymore."

Qing'an smiled: "I don't like to hear that."

Ning: "What?"

Qing'an replied: "Because you were born in the same year as me, if you say you are not young anymore, you are indirectly saying that I am old."

Ning: "This...I really said that because I felt that I was older."

"You will be old in your twenties? How could it be possible. Besides, a woman is made of water and will never grow old for a lifetime." Qing An retorted.

Ning: "It's worthy of being the host, it's interesting to speak."

Qing An smiled when he saw the reply.

She is just good at breaking things.

"How long have you been listening to my show?" Qing'an asked.

Ning: "Seven or eight months."

Seeing these words, Qing'an leaned against the bed and frowned slightly: "Why didn't I see you leaving a message before, nor did I see you calling the hotline? Is it because I can't mobilize your interest?"

Ning: "The anchor joked. If I'm not interested in you, I won't listen to it for a few months. After all, if I'm not interested, I won't be able to listen to it even for a few days."

Qing An laughed when he saw it, and replied: "Then you have been listening for a long time, why didn't I see you come out to interact before?"

Ning: "My ideal secret crush is a beautiful and lonely, simple and unpretentious thing."

This person's metaphor is really interesting. Qing'an felt that one of the biggest features of chatting with Ning was that he would not be cold.

In the past, when adding new friends, after a few sentences, it was just you, me, and it was over.

Qing An originally felt that the days had become black and white, and she had also become a walking dead, but when she chatted with Ning, she felt as if she saw interesting colors.

"But I hope everyone can participate more and fall in love with me, so that the show will be more lively and interesting." Qing'an answered the conversation very well.

Ning: "Haha, yes, I will try my best to interact with you in the show."

But, seriously, do you think I have a distinctive host? Where is it that attracted you for half a year? "Qing'an suddenly asked seriously. As a host, she still wanted to know what the audience thought of her.

Ning: "Do you know your voice is good?"

"If I think my voice is not good, I won't do this." Qing'an boasted, just so shameless.

Ning: "Ha, indeed, very charming."

"Really, so I just rely on the sound to fascinate you?" Qing'an picked up the cup next to him and took a sip.

Ning: "What do you mean."

When the other party praised people, he obviously didn't use such exaggerated vocabulary, but in a few words, he could praise people to heaven, and he was also a god.

"You said that my voice is like your friend. Does that mean your friend's voice is also very good?" Qing'an asked.

Ning: "Her voice is a little crisper than yours... after all, she is a teenage girl."

"So I'm still saying I'm old for a long time?" Qing'an grasped this important point.

Ning: "No, I want to say, your voice sounds more charming. By the way, it's almost half past five."

Qing An looked at the time in the upper right corner of the phone's screen-sure enough.

"Are you going to eat?" Qing'an asked.

Ning: "Yes, I am ready to go now."

"What to eat?" Qing'an continued to ask.

Will it be annoying if someone who is still unfamiliar talks so much?

Although there was such an idea in his mind, but... Qing'an couldn't find anyone to chat at this moment.

Shen Tian has not responded to her for several hours. So did my former friends.

Ning: "Grilled fish."

Ning: "How about you? Have you eaten yet?"

Qing'an looked at this question, thought about it, and then answered honestly: "Not yet. Just ate some snacks."

After that, Ning didn't reply.

Qing An thought for a while, then booked a movie ticket online, changed clothes, picked up the key and mobile phone, and went downstairs.

Half an hour later, Qing An sat in the theater, surrounded by lovers.

In fact, it is not the first time she has watched a movie by herself. In terms of her mentality, she can only say it is okay.

After the film officially kicked off, the opening clips were quite funny.

At this time, the phone screen lights up.

Qing An looked down and found that Ning had replied.

Ning: "I was driving just now and it is not convenient to reply to the message. Have you eaten now?"

In order not to affect the viewing experience of the people on the left and right, Qing'an adjusted the screen brightness to the lowest level before responding.

"No, I don't want to eat."

Ning: "This is not so good. You have to eat a little bit."

"I can't find friends to eat together, forget it." Qing'an replied.

After a while, Ning sent a picture of grilled fish.

"It looks good." Qing'an replied.

Ning: "Since you can't find anyone to eat together, do you want to come together?"

Qing An smiled after seeing it, "Forget it, I don't even know your friends."

Ning: "I am here alone today."

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