Chapter 3: Round two

Tong Qing's parents separated when she was very young. Tong Qing followed her mother. In her freshman year, her mother died of pancreatic cancer. Sixteen-year-old Tong Qing returned to her family life.
My father, Sheng Sheng, has married another. In recent years, Sheng Sheng's career has been smooth. When Qing Qing returned to his family, Sheng Sheng had already served in the Ministry of Land and Resources, and the small courtyard house in his memory had become a single garden house.
Tong Qing's stepmother, Zhang Yan, sang Peking opera. She had no fame. She didn't know it, so she didn't know it. It was just the first time she stepped into her house.
Stepmother Zhang Yan ca n’t talk about her for good or bad, but she ’s polite. Since she was polite, she had no sense of belonging from the first day she entered the house. She felt subconsciously that it ’s not her home. Her Home is a small unit that lives with her mother. Although the days are ordinary, the kind of flesh and blood between mother and daughter is warm.
At Qing's family, Wu Qing is a thorough outsider. His father is very busy. There are endless meetings every day, or it is just entertainment. Although the daughter of Wu Qing's ex-wife cherishes his father's guilt, it is also considered a burden. .
Wu Qing felt that she was a burden in the eyes of her father. The blood was involved, she could n’t let go, and she kept on pulling, but if she had a choice, her father would never carry it.
It was during the rebellious period, when encountering such a complicated family environment, she began to sweep past the obedient obedience, truancy, trouble, and trouble ... For example, Fan Fan caused troubles, and it was never the father, nor the stepmother. Secretary Wang in the father's office.
The lack of spiritual affection is sufficient in material terms. The stepmother is generous. Each month's pocket money can almost catch up with the living expenses of her and her mother for a month. No matter what is sufficient, it is also money. It is a kind of psychology to send her money. Exclusion.
The stepmother's eyes were not harsh, but she always showed you that it was a trouble. She Qing became very sensitive. The sixteen-year-old girl got better and harder, but it was very easy to learn bad. She skipped school, smoked, and followed her. Helping the boys mingle ... These pasts, which have no trace of traces on today's Tong Qing, have really existed, but they are short.
It did not completely distort her life, but the person who directed her life to the right path was Feng Jincheng, and he probably did not know how much it would affect her.
The school where Qi Qing is studying is not a focus of the city, and the students are very polarized. Qi Qing was still a top student in junior high school. When he was in high school, he became a hindrance. He gradually distanced himself from model students and mixed with those poor students. Black junk.
The first time I met Feng Jincheng, I was standing in a very high-level membership bar. She Qing came with a group of people. She is still not used to going in and out of this place. Loud music and neon flashes. The dance floor, one-on-one, looks a bit sloppy, and has an urge to degenerate.
She Qing can't dance, she sits on the side and drinks. She is very popular among them. She can't be too beautiful, but she has a beautiful eyebrow. She has a precocious melancholy on her body, and rebellious loneliness. She is more attractive than girls of her age.
Especially attractive to the adolescent boys, this vague like and admiration, make Qing Qing eat very much, even if she does not like to talk, even if she always looks a little unique, it does not matter.
She Qing rejected an invitation to dance by a familiar boy. She could not dance. In fact, in the past fifteen years, her life was single and simple. She would not dance like this. She would dance folk dances. From elementary school to In junior high school, I have been studying folk dance in the children's palace.
Here, her folk dance is probably a joke. Wu Qing knows how to hide well, so she doesn't show up easily. From another aspect, it is also a timid performance.
She sat there slumped, and when she was bored, a group of people from Feng Jincheng came in. Tong Qing, like all girls, also liked handsome guys, and those four were more handsome than one, and stronger in aura.
Qi Qing noticed Feng Jincheng because of his beautiful and impeccable features, and the grace of his hands. He walked to the front and played a melodious saxophone with the band. He was elegant but shiny, standing in front. Fengjin City, like the brightest star in the night sky, can only look up at the angle of cyan.
The star suddenly landed next to her in the next second, probably thinking that it was wine in her hand, took away the cup in her hand, looked at her carefully, and patted her forehead: "Little girl goes home early, This is not where you come, it is not too late when you grow up ... "
Feng Jincheng has never thought about it. A few times in his life, he found that almost all of his conscience was used on his daughter-in-law, but Qing Qing tasted the secret love for the first time. The previous object was just No matter what, when Feng Jincheng approached her first, the kind of heartbeat sound and the symptoms of looking at him stupidly with fever and cyanosis in her head reminded her repeatedly that she liked this man ...
If the two are not in contact, perhaps Qing Qing's secret love will not last too long, so it is said that fate is a decisive factor for men and women, which can dominate the division and union of life.
Within a few days, Qi Qing met Feng Jincheng at home. At that time, Qi Qing knew that Feng Jincheng's father was the old leader of her father, and Feng Jincheng's mother was a Peking opera fan, and often went to see her stepmother Zhang. In Yan's performance, the two have moved around in recent years. Although they are not far or close, they have not lost contact.
Feng Jincheng apparently didn't recognize her. He was more beautiful during the day, and the beauty was too dazzling. Qiu Qing stood beside him, and could not help but sullen himself, but Qiu Qing accidentally learned from his stepmother on Feng Jincheng. enthusiasm.
It turned out that she was such a enthusiastic person that she could talk to Feng's mother from time to time, and she would be quite tactical, and introduced her sister and turn to Feng Jincheng.
Zhang Yan is very young, her youngest sister is as old as Feng Jincheng, and her purpose is very clear, that is, she wants her sister to climb to the Feng family.
Zhang Yan ’s sister is excellent. She is a journalist at a well-known university. She is also beautiful. She has more eye-catching beauty than Tong Qing. Unfortunately, there are too many beauties around Feng Jincheng. Although Zhang Yan ’s sister is beautiful, she is not in Fengjin. Eye of the city.
Zhang Yan's marriage line didn't work out, but it actually stimulated Qing Qing. She suddenly realized the gap between her and Feng Jincheng. This gap made her want to become better. I never thought I would marry Feng Jincheng, but I wanted to shorten the distance between the two, and shorten it a bit, in short, the mind of the girl in secret love is always difficult to understand ...
She became a good model student again. When she graduated from high school, she also entered a well-known university ...
The sound of the mobile phone pulled Tong Qing back from distant memories, she turned her neck sour slightly, only to realize that she had looked at him stupidly for so long, and he still stood at the window for such a long time Talking on the phone ...
Qi Qing's eyes were a little dark. He was always so busy. When he was just married, it was common for him not to see the side for half a month. He stretched into his bag and drew his mobile phone. His one hand was a bit laborious, and the other arm with water was about to Moved over, but was held down by a pair of big hands ...
Qi Qing looked up, Feng Jincheng frowned and swept over her, reached out and found the mobile phone in her bag and handed it to her ... "Thank you ..." Qi Qing whispered, her voice was a little low, and she was in the open infusion The room was exceptionally clear, and Qing Qing's gaze swept over the screen of the mobile phone.
Her hesitation made Feng Jincheng feel a little bit puzzled. She glanced across the screen without seeing clearly. She had quickly pressed the rejection button, and Feng Jincheng raised an eyebrow: "Who? Why don't you answer the phone?" Yun Qing's phone rang again.
Wu Qing didn't have time to hang up. The mobile phone was transferred to Feng Jincheng. Feng Jincheng stared at her and pressed the answer button: "Hey, who?"
Wu Qing clung tightly to her front chest tightly, and watched him blinklessly ... "Hey, who are you looking for?" Feng Jincheng repeatedly asked, and the microphone hung up. Busy tone.
The two were close to each other, and the voice in the microphone was clearly heard by Tong Qing. He immediately robbed the phone: "I, my phone, what do you want to pick?"
However, his eyes did not dare to look at Feng Jincheng, and his slender fingers suddenly pinched her chin and lifted it up. Tong Qing slightly glanced at his eyes, blinked quickly, and lowered his eyes, his escape attitude was exactly the same as in the past ...
The reason why Feng Jincheng's expression on Tong Qing is so clear that he can't be separated from his miserable monk's life in the past two years. His daughter-in-law ran away, but he behaved like Zhongxie. In these two years, almost every day and every night All thinking, thinking of his wife and children's smile, every expression, every look, every smile ...
Each time when so many were added up, Feng Jincheng found that the timid daughter-in-law in the memory had such a vivid expression. When he felt guilty, he did not dare to look at him. When he lied, his eyelashes would tremble. And moving, comfortable, humming softly and softly, could kill him ...
Feng Jincheng's eyes crossed her flushed cheeks, and fell on her lips, a touch of pink, and its taste ... without any warning, she closed her mind, Feng Jincheng didn't even think about it, one Looking down, I held the light powder moisturizing ...