Chapter 56: .Jinjiang debut

"No, no, I didn't look at any messy things..." Qing'an's voice became weaker and weaker, after all, he was ashamed.
After that, she went out of bed to pick up the phone, and then repeatedly checked the screen and the corners. Realizing that the phone was still intact, she breathed a sigh of relief and slipped back to the bed and sat cross-legged.
I stopped playing, I didn't watch it, and the little emotions just now were all scared off.
After putting the phone aside, Qing'an pulled the quilt and covered it with Yu Youning, and then he slipped in like a loach.
"You Ning." Yu Youning's eyes were still closed, Qing An put his hand under his head and looked at her.
"Hmm..." Yu Youning replied in a daze.
"Good night." Qing An approached her and whispered softly.
But Yu Youning was already asleep, so she didn't make a sound.
Qing'an helped her tuck the quilt, then turned off the lamp and fell asleep.
I was too sleepy, my brain was tired, Qing'an had no dreams all night, and I slept very sweetly.
When Yu Youning woke up, he found that Qing'an was asleep with his arms around him, and his head resting on his shoulders.
Her breath fell on her body, very warm.
There is a sense of satisfaction, if you want to keep this scene altogether, forget it.
If this is just a dream, I hope this dream will not wake up.
It's just that the clothes on my body look like I had gone through some strenuous exercise last night, which can be said to be incomparable
sexy.
Therefore, she doesn't like to wear this kind of sleep everyday. I don’t know if it’s the clothes or her sleeping posture. She always falls asleep. It’s not much different from naked sleeping.
Gently pulling the lapels of his clothes, Yu Youning began to think, when Qing'an was awake last night, would he be the same virtue. In that case, it would be a bit embarrassing.
The sky was already bright outside, and the room was so quiet that only each other's breathing could be heard.
From time to time, Yu Youning would turn his head to look at Qing'an, and then quietly put his hand on Qing'an.
Only afterwards, Qing An turned over, let go of her again, and went to sleep on the other side.
Yu Youning opened the quilt and sat up, took his mobile phone, and no matter where he went, he could see the New Year greetings.
Everyone in the studio went home after the holiday, and they all basked in home-related things.
Speaking of which, Yu Youning will also follow Zhao Xin into the mode of walking wildly with relatives. It's like this every year, and there may not be many contacts, but during the New Year, we must gather together anyway.
Even today, I am going to have dinner with Zhao Xin.
After changing clothes and going to the bathroom to wash, Yu Youning tidyed up his collar and cuffs and walked back into the bedroom.
On winter mornings, there will be no dazzling sunlight in the room, even if there is occasional sunlight, it is soft but cold.
The bed in the bedroom is very soft, and the khaki sheets and duvet cover are elegant and generous.
Qing'an was lying on her head, with one hand resting on the pillow and one hand on the bed, her black hair fluttered and she was sleeping well.
Taking a step, Yu Youning squatted next to Qing'an, looked at her, and said softly: "I'm leaving."
Qing'an, who was sleeping soundly, woke up suddenly after hearing those words, his eyelashes trembled, "Go?"
"Well, those things that matter in the year are very boring." Yu Youning looked at her.
It turned out to be like this... Qingan looked at Yu Youning sleepily, and after a while, rubbed his eyes and sat up: "But, is it so early?"
"Yes, my mother is waiting for me at home." Yu Youning also stood up.
"That's it... Then you go back quickly, don't let Auntie wait too long." Qing An said dumbfoundedly.
"Well, you remember to eat." Yu Youning put the phone in his pocket and saw that Qing'an's hair was a little exploded, so the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he reached out and pressed the strands of hair on her head.
"Wait a while to get the water wet and blow it again." Unable to hold it down, Yu Youning smiled and suggested.
"Oh... is it exploding again..." Qing An subconsciously reached out and scratched his hair.
"Yes. Then I'm leaving first." Yu Youning looked down at the time displayed on the phone.
"Well, good. Then I'll take you out." Qing'an lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, put on a coat, and walked to her.
"No, it's okay." Yu Youning was afraid that she would be frozen.
"I want to send it." Qing'an combed his hair, opened the bedroom door, and walked out.
After sending Yu Youning out, Qing'an wrapped his jacket and stretched out his hand when Yu Youning's car drove out and shook her gently.
Seeing the car gradually moved away, Qing An felt as if there was something in his body rushing out with Yu Youning, becoming empty.
Recently, she has always been like this. His every move, including every fragment of thinking, was implicated by unknown forces. And that power comes from Yu Youning.
Back home, Qing An made a facial mask, applied some skin care products, and simply packed it up, and then dragged the suitcase that had been organized before and went home.
It is strange that she obviously feels that she doesn't want to go home very much, but when she walks to the community, she still feels comfortable.
As soon as the door was opened, several relatives and children sat in the living room. Because these families are relatively close, after the grandfathers pass away, everyone will make an appointment to celebrate the "New Year" the night before New Year's Eve every year.
As for who celebrates the New Year, they come in turns.
Then, when it comes to New Year's Eve, each will spend it in their real home.
"Uncle, aunt, aunt, aunt, aunt, long time no see, happy new year." Carrying the two suitcases into the living room, changing shoes and taking off the scarf, Qing An greeted them.
"An An is back?" The uncle got up and took a cup of tea from the coffee table, then raised his head and took two sips.
"Right." Qing'an nodded. Then, with the help of the uncle, he brought the two boxes to his room upstairs, leaned against the wall and put them down at random before returning to the living room.
"How is this year? Have you found anyone who is pleasing to the eye?" The aunt raised her head while holding a baby, teasing the child with gadgets.
Of course Qing An knew what the question was referring to, so he shook his head.
"An An, are you still in a hurry, or what's the matter?" The aunt sat next to Qing An.
"Fortunately, I'm not too anxious." Qing'an smiled reluctantly. For this kind of question that she would face every time she came back in the past two years, she has developed from severe rejection to numbness.
"Your cousin has given birth to another baby. When can I see us An'an..."
"She doesn't value those... come here, everyone eat fruit." At this moment, mother Shao Lilian interrupted her aunt, wearing an apron, she walked out with two large plates of cut fruits and put them on the coffee table. Go up, pick up the debris from the top and put it into the small drawer below.
"Girl, do you usually wear such thin clothes?" After Shao Lilian put the fruit, she walked over and twisted the collar of Qing'an's clothes with her hands, a bit disgusted with the thickness.
"Fortunately, it's not cold." Qing An said, standing up: "What else should I prepare? I'll go to the kitchen to help."
"It's okay, you just came back. Are you tired? Do you want to go to bed first?" Shao Lilian squeezed her arm. "It's still too thin. I helped you wash some of your previous winter clothes two days ago. Yes, you can change it. There is a down jacket that is thick."
Qing'an originally wanted to say, "Actually, I am really not cold today", but in the end he nodded and went upstairs to open the cabinet and flipped to the clothes to change.
After changing his clothes, Qing An did not rest, but went to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Dad Qingyang and cousin Guan Bailu are washing and cutting vegetables.
Guan Bailu not only looks virtuous on the outside, she is actually virtuous, she is a typical good wife. Some things may really be born. When Qing'an only knew about playing with mud, Guan Bailu was not too old, but she was already good at making delicious dishes.
Guan Bailu herself is interested in cooking and tidying up the room, so she always enjoys doing those things. To be honest, Qing'an also admired her, because she seemed to have an encyclopedia in her head, and various tidbits in life were endless.
When Qing'an went to Guan Bailu's house to play in her childhood, when Qing'an didn't like to do those things, she would follow Guan Bailu unknowingly, and not only didn't feel boring, but also found it fun.
It turns out that a lot of discarded things will become new gadgets with a little modification, and then become useful.
However, Qing'an was only interested in those things when he was playing with Guan Bailu and took the initiative to do it. If you are alone, you still don't bother to do it.
In addition, the two people later studied, worked, and lived in different places, so there was basically no contact, and they could see each other during the New Year.
As for the work in the kitchen, it is not a problem for Guan Bailu.
The cousin is like a beautiful cook, and the dishes are delicious and beautiful.
"Look at your cousin, and then at you. People cook everything, what do you do?" When Qing'an was washing the vegetables, her father couldn't help but dislike her again.
However, because Guan Bailu is good at doing those things, since childhood, Qing'an would be drawn by his family to compare with his cousin from time to time.
"She will do it, and I will eat it." After Qing'an replied, he continued to scrape the potatoes with the peeler.
After Qingyang listened, he turned around and looked at her, the color of disgust was already full of overflowing.
"Different, different, I am a full-time housewife, of course these things must be done well, after all, these are my work content, otherwise it will be really free. But my sister is not." Guan Bailu saw the father and daughter. It became tense again in an instant, so he immediately came out to make a round.
"However, cousin, the chicken thighs you made are really delicious. I may not learn it for the rest of my life." Qing'an ignored his father and took the peeled potatoes to Guan Bailu, seeing that she was deboning a chicken leg. , I couldn't help but praise it.
"Yeah, you won't be able to learn it all your life, you know that you have it." Qingyang rushed to her again.
"Oh, now you don't have to be able to do these to live, right? The times are different, and I do it because I like to do it. If I don't like it, I won't do it." Guan Bailu continued to play round.
Every time Qingyang praised her and stepped on Qing'an, she was very panicked and felt like a sinner.
"Cousin, you just gave birth to a child, so go and rest. Here, my mother and I will do it." Qing'an is already used to her father's babbling, as long as she is not trying to persuade her to find someone, she can ignore it.
However, as long as she persuades her to find someone, she will go back and even scold him.
"No, it's been many months." Guan Bailu turned her head and smiled at her.
"Anyway, just like her, who would dare to marry her in the future." Qingyang still grumbled about the previous question.
"I married myself." Qing'an drained the vegetables, took them out of the basket, poured them into a large bowl, put them aside, and went back lazily.
"I can't tell you, I won't say it." Qingyang finally stopped talking.
"Okay." Qing'an also shut up afterwards.
But, in general, Qingyang didn't "make sense" as before but "hardened" it.
In the past, Qingyang definitely had to say that she bowed her head, but now, Qingyang will not be like that anymore. Qing'an can still detect this subtle difference.
Shao Lilian and Guan Bailu stood in the kitchen looking at each other.
The father and daughter, both of them are like young children who are not grown up. They talk to each other as soon as they meet, and they can't stop them.
"When An An was young, once her father chased her and beat her, she ran, took off her shoes and threw them to her father." After Qingyang and Qingan both left the kitchen to make walnuts outside, Shao Lilian boiled Put the vegetables in the pot and blanch them, and shook his head with a smile.
"They are... hey..." Guan Bailu didn't know what to say.
"Lao Qing always feels that Huang Jing sticks produce good people. I thought that way when I was young. But now, I regret not being the first. It wasn't until the next year of An An Senior High School that my attitude towards her changed. But , Her father is still the same." Shao Lilian didn't know what happened to her. As she spoke, her nose was a little red.
Upon seeing this, Guan Bailu immediately dried her hands, held Shao Lilian's arm, and patted her back.
"We are too harsh on her. This way, not only did not make her better, but instead made her more rebellious. When did I realize that there was a problem with my education method? I met a young mother. At that time, the young mother’s children were learning to dry clothes on the balcony, but their hands shook accidentally and the clothes and drying racks fell off the balcony.
If it were us An'an, maybe her father would scold you at the time, ‘how are you so stupid that you can’t even hang your clothes’. But the young mother just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you drop it, just pick it up. However, in the future, let the hook of the clothes hanger be completely hung on it and then let go, it will not fall off. "
They are all trivial matters, but in fact, when raising a child, the parents' attitude towards many trivial matters will indirectly affect the child.
"One year, she celebrated her birthday. It just so happened that she failed the math test that year. We were supposed to take her out to celebrate her birthday, but because she failed the test, her father cancelled the project. She was very good at the time. Getting angry, stomping upstairs and crying, and then... we still didn't care." Shao Lilian said here, she raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes.
"Hey, it's all over. Don't think so much." Guan Bailu said, took out the tissue, and handed it to Shao Lilian.
"She said that there was a child in the class who had a birthday with her and did not pass the exam, but that child was not scolded. He could still eat cake and wear new clothes to the amusement park on his birthday. Why should she be so miserable? No. But what did we say at the time, because we have high demands on you, don't compare with those with low demands." Shao Lilian covered her nose with a tissue, feeling guilt swept through her body.
"She actually liked to play with some children at first, but we always treat those children with a prickly attitude. If they think they are not good here, they love to restrict her from making friends. There is only Ikuko. , Because they are really excellent in all aspects, we let them have fun." Shao Lilian sighed and shook her head.
Guan Bailu also did not expect that Shao Lilian would have so many knots, so she could only pat her back to comfort her.
"Later she became angry once and told us that you always think that they are not good and will cause me damage. I also think that I am very bad and will cause them to ruin." Shao Lilian sighed, "If you can come again All right."
Guan Bailu didn't know what to say, after all, it was someone else's business, and she didn't have much to say.
At this time, Qing'an and Qingyang were making a lot of walnuts on the balcony, preparing to make walnut cakes and other desserts.
The walnuts were brought by the uncle, and there were as many as one big sack.
However, there is no walnut artifact in Qing'an's house, so it is very difficult to get it.
"I'll go to the supermarket to buy walnut tongs and get them." Qing'an dialed the walnuts and suggested.
"No, I can squeeze one with one hand." Qingyang said with a cold face, then put a walnut in the palm of his hand, squeezed it, and it was crushed. Even the walnut meat inside was broken into pieces. Can't bear to look straight.
"How can you eat it like this... and you can pinch a few, and pinch a bunch of hands, right?" Qing'an glanced at the scraps of her father's hand disgustingly.
"Let's go." Qing Yang nodded when he saw that what he had pinched out was really strange.
Putting on a short gray down jacket, Qingyang put on a hat, then walked to the door of Qing'an's room and said, "Let's go."
"I can go by myself, you don't need to go." Qing'an replied without looking back after finishing the bag.
"Can you stop me if I want to go?" Qingyang kept his hands behind his back, still looking cold.
"Then go chant, what a big deal." Qing An put the bag on his shoulder and walked out.
"Why are your hair so perm? It's so rough and ugly, it's really ugly." Qing An looked at her hair and complained as she passed by.
"It's not for you." Qing An finished his sentence and walked through the living room, bending over to change shoes.
Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the supermarket.
"Don't you push the shopping cart?" Qingyang saw Qing'an walk straight in, while he stopped at the shopping cart at the entrance.
"No change." Qing'an glanced at it and said, "And, don't you just buy something with walnuts? Just hold it in your hand. Where do you need a shopping cart."
"If you want to buy something else, you have to take a basket. You are a tendon. If you buy other things later, see how you take it." Qing Yang said, reaching out and drawing a blue. The colored basket came out and walked in with it.
After entering the mall, Qing'an went straight to the destination without saying a word. After taking two walnut clips, he planned to go downstairs to checkout, but Qingyang planned to stroll around.
Therefore, Qing'an left with him.
When he walked to the snack area, Qingyang took a packet of potato chips and asked Qing'an, "Is this your favorite?"
"How did you eat?" Qing An glanced, then looked down at the clip in his hand.
"You liked to eat when you were a kid." Qingyang took two bags and put them in the basket, but after thinking about it for a while, he took out another bag and put it back on the shelf, muttering: "You still have to eat less, occasionally. Just a mouth addiction."
Hearing this, Qing'an raised his eyes to his father who was standing in front of him, and stretched out his hand to pull the basket slung on his arm: "Let me carry it."
"I'm not too old to handle these." Qing Yang said, patted Qing An's hand.
"Then what you want." He didn't want to give it, and Qing'an didn't fight.
When he went downstairs to the fresh food area, Qingyang bent over and looked at the fish swimming around in the water display window, and suddenly said to Qing'an, "An'an, look, put it on."
Hearing these two words, Qing An looked to the window, and the fresh fishes also swam her mind.
When she was a child, Qing An liked to eat fish, and then a kid from a relative’s family came to play. The kid said that he liked to eat fish, so Qing An followed her to recite fish. It's pretty vivid, isn't the fish's tail swaying around?
Later, she directly read it into a pendulum. During the festive season, when her parents asked her what she wanted to eat, she said she wanted to eat.
"This one has a good spirit..." Qing Yang pointed to the glass window with his finger and said to himself.
Qingyang stood in front of the glass with his back bowed. Qing'an found that a lot of silver wire had been mixed in the blue silk under his hat.
Adding to the gray down jacket he was wearing, he did look a bit like an old man.
Qing'an walked over, looked at his profile, looked at the fish, and then said: "Buy it later, don’t you already have hairtail and turbot at home today. If you buy it, you can only store it in the refrigerator. No need. If you want to eat it later, you can buy it again.
"I just said, I didn't want to buy it." Then, Qingyang went to the fruit and vegetable area.
"I want to eat this." Qing'an picked up a bunch of crystal clear grapes, looked up and down, and then prepared to weigh it.
"Too little, go back to the big guy for one point, and you won't have to eat. Take another big bunch." Qingyang picked out the bunch of grapes, and finally took a bunch of huge grapes, and then For those selected by Qing'an, put the scale together.
Qing An said nothing.
After that, the two bought some messy things, and the basket was full in an instant.
When preparing to check out, Qingyang put the basket on the checkout counter: "I said I should get a basket."
"Yes, yes." Qing'an nodded.
After that, Qingyang showed his membership card, waited for the cashier to settle the account, then squinted his eyes to open the WeChat payment QR code page and handed it up.
When he came out of the supermarket and passed a pharmacy, Qingyang said, "Stop the car and I'll buy some rheumatism stickers."
"Do you want any medicine?" Qing'an asked.
"Let me see if there are any rheumatism stickers." Qingyang replied.
The car stopped slowly, and the two got out of the car and went to the pharmacy.
After buying a box of rheumatism stickers, Qingyang walked outside and said, "I heard that there is a machine that is suitable for rheumatism."
"Hot babysitter?" Qing An took the box of rheumatism stickers from him.
"I forgot my name, I don't know if it is." Qing Yang thought, but still couldn't remember what it was called.
"Oh, if it's that, I bought it for you. But now it's still stuffed in the suitcase and I haven't taken it out." Qing'an said casually.
After Qingyang listened, he looked sideways at his daughter and said nothing.
When I got home, it was already past six in the afternoon.
Because someone else was helping in the kitchen, Qing An went to fry a dish, and then continued to mash the walnuts with Qing Yang.
"Well, it's much easier to use than your hands, right?" Qing'an was very excited to see Qingyang using it.
"It's OK." Qingyang replied without raising his head.
"Obviously it's better." Qing'an broke the broken shell apart, took out the nuts, and threw them into the plate next to them.
As a family, although some children are particularly noisy and annoying, the atmosphere is indeed quite lively.
After taking a picture of a table of food, Qing An put his phone back in his pocket. Among them is Dao pine kernel corn, which she made.
However, after taking a spoonful of it and tasting it, Qing An found that it was a bit too salty.
"An An made this." Shao Lilian said, pushing the plate of pine kernel corn in front of Qingyang.
Qingyang nodded, grabbed the spoon, and scooped two tablespoons into the bowl.
"You have high blood pressure and eat less, I made it too salty." Qing An picked up a bowl of soup and blew it.
"It's just a dish, and it's impossible to eat..." Qingyang suddenly felt that it was a big Chinese New Year and couldn't say unlucky words, so he changed "It's impossible to eat dead people" to "It's impossible to eat badly". Speak out.
"Whatever you want." Qing'an finished the soup, put down the bowl, continued to eat vegetables, and listened to them chatting.
Listening to their chat, Qing'an had only one thought in his mind. That is, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.
After eating, my uncle suddenly asked about Qing'an's love situation.
"I'm fine alone, and I feel that those other things are dispensable." Qing'an could only answer like this.
"Don't be like this, when you find your partner, you will know how good it is to fall in love and get married." My aunt smiled, "Besides, if you don't want that, your parents will also think about it, right?"
Qing'an couldn't listen to this, but couldn't have any episodes either, just quietly continued to serve himself soup.
"Let her go, she likes to mess around. I'm old and can't care about it anymore." Qing Yang picked up his chopsticks and went to pick the cabbage.
Qing An still didn't speak, but just put down his chopsticks and helped aunt with a bowl of rice.
After dinner and the relatives were gone, parents sat on the sofa and watched TV, while Qing An went back to his room, dragged out a suitcase he brought back today, and opened it next to the sofa.
After opening, Qing An took out the contents one by one and put them on the coffee table.
Hot nanny, unique-looking tea leaves, blood pressure meter, scarves, jewelry and so on.
There are many things, but for them, they are all very practical.
After the father took out the hot nanny, he went back to the room to take out his glasses and put on them, and then read the instructions carefully.
Immediately afterwards, Qingyang followed the instructions above.
"How is it?" Shao Lilian walked to him and stretched out her hand to press Qingyang's hot nanny tied to her knees.
"It's not bad, this thing will massage, it's very comfortable. Would you like to try it?" Qing Yang squeezed the regulator in his hand and asked Shao Lilian.
"I won't try, I want to try this one my daughter gave me." Shao Lilian said, reaching out and picking up an ocher-colored box.
After the box was opened, a gold necklace adorned with rubies came into view, accompanied by a pair of earrings.
"I like this style." Shao Lilian looked at Qing'an with a smile after taking out the necklace.
"Just like it." Qing An pointed to the scarf again, "I bought this for you."
"How can I buy so much? It's a waste of money." Shao Lilian sighed after rejoicing.
"Family, don't be so polite." Qing An said these words awkwardly.
However, when her mother asked her father to help her wear a necklace with a smile, Qing'an's mouth still bends slightly.
In fact, as long as they don't force the marriage or engage in silly things, everything is easy to say.
Otherwise, she couldn't guarantee that she would not turn up the sky.
After watching a TV show and taking a shower, Qing An lay on the bed and sent a message to Yu Youning.
"I made that plate of pine nut corn, okay?" Qing'an sent it over and waited for a reply.
"You made it? How does it taste?" Yu Youning quickly replied to her.
"The taste is very good." Qing'an brags shamelessly, even if the truth is actually very salty.
"It looks really good, I want to taste it."
Qing An thought for a while, and replied: "You can't taste it, unless you fly over."
"Depressed."
Probably it was poisoned, Qing'an couldn't help laughing when he watched the news that Yu Youning returned to him.
"Then, I'll do it for you in the next year." After Qing'an pursed his lips and sent the message, he went to Yu Youning's circle of friends to stroll around.
Yu Youning seemed to have gone to some amazing place today. A photo of a colorful wild mushroom was posted in the circle of friends and asked "What is this?".
Then, Qing An saw Tan Yajing commenting below: "Suicide artifact."
After seeing Tan Yajing, Qing An thought of Su Lan again.
Then, Qing'an went to Yu Youning's Weibo to follow people for a while, and wanted to see if Sulan was there.
Originally, it was hopeless, but I saw a person called "SL to be the queen".
Clicked in, looked at the photo she sent, and confirmed that she was Su Lan, Qing An thought for a while and sent her a private message.
"I'm Qing'an, I'm sorry for what happened before."
About half an hour later, Su Lan replied: "Let me have eight hexagrams, do you like her?"
Qing An was stunned when he saw this question, only that the nerve cells were all stiff.
However, she hadn't figured out how to answer, and to the convenience she sent another sentence "Sorry, I'm a little bit abrupt, you think I haven't asked about it" come over.
Qing An squeezed the phone and slowly exhaled.
How should I put it, her concerns are as wide as a desert.
Among them, the most fearful thing is that if you really cross the line of security...even if the other party can accept it, but will be separated under pressure in the future, what can you do?
She didn't know if she could bear it. It may really be a thread. Some people think that love is also a kind of life experience. It is more common to separate and combine. If you don't try more, how can you determine who is really suitable for you?
But she would think that Yu Youning and herself were originally friends. If they became lovers and then separated for various reasons, then she would lose not only a lover, but also a friend.
Moreover, after all, there is no legal protection for the same sex, the opposite has legal care, and the same rarely has family support. This problem does not exist for heterosexuals. Therefore, the same performance should be very few.
If you don't get to the end, everything will be gone.
However, despite her repeated attempts to get rid of that feeling, it still didn't work.
Yu Youning has sent another message. This time it is a funny cartoon. It is about the employees in the eyes of the boss, all of whom are mentally retarded; the boss in the eyes of the employees is also a big mentally retarded.
After reading it, Qing An laughed out and typed: "But you should be okay? Everyone probably likes you."
"It's hard to say, people's hearts are separated by their belly." Yu Youning sent a stunned expression package over.
"Don't think about that, I think everyone should like you a lot." Qing An's fingers circled the ends of the hair.
"Haha, but I heard people say that the previous employee who resigned was dissatisfied with me."
"Being a boss, sometimes people are dissatisfied with what you do. Don't think too much." Qing'an replied.
"Actually, I didn't think much, I just mentioned it when I talked about it. Are you okay at home? Your parents and your mother... Have you continued to urge something..."
After reading it, Qing An thought about various things after coming back today.
No reminders, neither father or mother. On the contrary, the mother also helped to stop the aunt's questioning. Then, Dad just read in the kitchen that she is not good at housework, and no one wants it in the future.
This change will happen, probably because of the previous call. Although both parties were so angry when they called, they wanted to choke each other's neck along the call signal, but after calming down, they all thought about it.
Although his parents are not as open-minded as Yu Youning's mother, there will be such a change in attitude, which is already very good for Qing'an.
However, does it mean that if you work hard in the future, you can also reverse some of their thinking?
It seems to be daydreaming.
"You Ning, I feel a little tired." Qing'an lay on his side, wringing his brows, and said.
"Then you go to bed now. After all, today you are bumpy all the way, so you have to rest early and keep your spirits up."
After reading that sentence twice, Qing'an replied: "It's not physically tired, but heart tired."
"What did your parents say to you?"
"No, they are okay this time." Qing'an sent two words over. Then, after thinking about it for a long time, Qing An said again: "I miss you."
After the news was sent, there was not much talk before Yu Youning called.
Answered the phone, Qing'an kept her voice steady, and said: "You Ning..."
"I... if you miss me, then fly over. Just kidding, what happened to you?" Yu Youning asked after a moment of silence.
"I'm sorry..." Qing'an didn't even know what he was talking about. Probably, what she wanted to say was "I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed, I can't help you", but she didn't have the courage to say such a complete sentence.
"Sorry?" Yu Youning was puzzled.
"I really want to become stronger. Every day, every day, fearless." Qing'an felt that he was talking nonsense.
"What's wrong with you?" Yu Youning was stunned for a while and continued to ask.
"Anyway, I just want to become that kind of very handsome and awesome person. I don't care about anything and do whatever I want. I take everything that the person I likes to fly, hahaha." Qing'an said and laughed Up.
"But I think my wings are still too soft. What should I do if I fly and fly, break, and everyone falls together." Qing'an sighed.
"However, if you fly, you always have a chance to cross the fence. If you don't fly, you can only be trapped inside forever." Yu Youning's voice was as soft as ever.
"But what about when the survival rate is known to be very low?" Qing An asked, almost holding his breath and waiting.
"If there is a survival rate, it means there is still a chance, doesn't it?" Yu Youning asked rhetorically.
Yes, it does. Even if it looks very vague, it does exist.
Qing An held the phone, thought for a moment, and said, "But, do you know what I was talking about? It's super illogical."
After a long while, Yu You Ningshu exhaled and answered: "I know."
After a while, she added: "No hurry, I'll wait for you... beat yourself, haha."
After being silent for a while, Qing'an was racking his brains on how to pick up the next sentence, and listened to Yu Youning again saying: "Go to sleep, this year, it's better to live easily. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. , You have to be happy, I have to go to sleep."
"Okay, good night..." The phone attached to his ear was already slightly hot, and Qing'an's emotions, but at that moment, seemed to be touched by a strange magical force, and became much calmer.
"Good night." Yu Youning responded softly.
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