I don’t know how long I stood at the door, but Qiu Jinge gently bit his lower lip. If I went in quietly, he wouldn’t know, right? Ah, yes, I can take a photo like I did just now. When I came out, I just restored it. Qiu Jinge, you are such a genius.

After making up his mind, Qiu Jinge no longer hesitated. He looked left and right with guilt, took a deep breath, reached out to the pure copper door handle, and with a "click", the door of the master bedroom was indeed not locked, and the white solid wood door made a slight creaking sound, which was pushed open from the outside to the inside.

Qiu Jinge couldn't help but look around again, covered her thumping chest, took out her cell phone, took a photo, and then walked in quietly. However, in a corner where she didn't notice, a small camera was taking her like a thief in.

After looking at the interior decoration clearly, Qiu Jinge curled his lips in disappointment. Except for the bookshelf that was built against the wall, which was filled with books he had never seen before, and a silver laptop on the computer desk at the corner, the entire room was no different from before he was sold, and he didn't even change the position of the bed. The small pink lollipop lamp at the head of the bed was the same as the one he used to use.

Qiu Jinge's idea of ​​trying to peek into Chu Chengmu's heart through the bedroom was considered a failure. Not only did he not peek into Chu Chengmu's heart, but he unconsciously became stunned because he saw the familiar scenery. When his eyes fell on the bay window shining by the warm winter sun, Qiu Jinge was completely stunned.

In a daze, the figure who always likes to wear home clothes and sits on the bay window beside the bed, always holding a thick medical book in his hand, seemed to appear in front of him again, "Qiuqiu, what's wrong? Are you hungry?" "Qiuqiu, if you are tired of playing, you will take a break!" "Qiuqiu, I've been promoted to deputy chief physician!" "Qiuqiu..."

Qiu Jinge finally couldn't help it, and suddenly fell on the big bed and cried out with a wow. The sense of security created by facing the familiar environment these days was completely broken by the echo that had sunk deep into the memory. In the haze, she couldn't tell whether this sense of security came from her dead fiancé or Chu Chengmu.

I'm obviously trying hard to forget you, I'm clearly trying hard to look forward, I'm clearly feeling that I'm about to get out of the shadow of losing you, but why do I still refuse to let me go!

I don’t know how long it took, Qiu Jinge, who was crying and twitching, realized from the breath coming from the quilt under him that the owner of the bed no longer belonged to him. The smell of the quilt smelled very nicely, with the smell of the bamboo forest after the rain, and it was like a green grass that had just sprouted tender buds. Qiu Jinge couldn’t help but bury his head in the quilt and rubbed it, like a kitten that smelled catnip.

Oh no! After crying happily and venting all the accumulated emotions in my heart, Qiu Jinge finally realized what he had done just now, held up from the bed, looked down at the quilt that was soaked by his tears, and was stunned. What should I do?

Qiu Jinge lowered his head and thought for a while, but no matter what, he could just take off the quilt and send it to dry cleaning. Chu Chengmu shouldn't have come back so soon. He has no common sense in life. He didn't know that Qiu Jinge, who was open to dry cleaning shops during the Chinese New Year, gave up on himself, rubbed off his shoes, shook the quilt and covered it on his head.

At this moment, Chu Chengmu, who had no idea that he had been stolen from the crystal, was staring at Zhong Qingqing. Seeing that there were still two hours left to have dinner, the girl suddenly asked to fly a kite.

Chu Chengmu looked up at the camphor tree that only a few people could embrace together. The leaves of the camphor tree were rustling by the breeze in winter. Well, the wind is there, so it’s okay to fly kites, but the problem is, what about kites? Besides, who has the New Year’s kites, isn’t it all spring to fly kites?

"No, why did you suddenly remember to fly a kite? This is the Chinese New Year, where did you ask me to go and buy a wind for you? I've been playing for so long just now, and I'm not tired? Besides, I'm almost eating." Chu Chengmu put down the teacup in his hand and struggled.

"I just thought about it, then I don't care. Didn't you say you want to fill my childhood? You have to keep your word. Don't say that your childhood doesn't have a kite? I don't believe it."

Zhong Qingqing smiled and seemed to be very satisfied with the fact that she could ask Chu Chengmu a difficult problem. This was obviously a revenge for Chu Chengmu that he did not tell her Bai Fangyu's 1 billion plan early in the morning.

"You are taking revenge!" Chu Chengmu glanced at Zhong Qingqing, and it was clear!

"Well, I'm just taking revenge!" Zhong Qingqing nodded, and it was clear!

"I'll make a kite for you. Can this be turned over?" Chu Chengmu stood up and stretched.

"As long as I can play with kites this afternoon, I will turn it over. Friendly reminders that there are no kites sold in Jincheng and Yuzhou now, and even if there are, it will be too late to go!" Zhong Qingqing curled the corners of her mouth and said leisurely.

"Who do you look down on me? You haven't considered it among so many options. Actually, I can make a kite?" Chu Chengmu patted the floating soil on his knee and smiled.

"Then have you ever considered it? Actually, I just want you to make a kite for me?" Zhong Qingqing smiled like a little fox!

Alas, Chu Chengmu sighed with his fate, stopped talking, turned around and walked into the utility room, picked up a hatchet, and then got into the bamboo forest next to the old house. After a while, a sound came from the bamboo forest. One of the bamboo leaves trembled, and then a rustling sound came, and the trembling bamboo leaves were dragged down.

Chu Chengmu cleaned up the branches and other things on the edge of the bamboo forest, leaving only the bamboo tube with the longest appearance in the middle, and then he lifted the bamboo tube back in a depressed mood.

"Chu Chengmu, are you so easy to bully?" Zhong Qingqing squatted beside Chu Chengmu, and asked as he cut the bamboo tube open and then divided it into small bamboo strips one by one.

Chu Chengmu looked up at her, then focused his attention on the hatchet, and used the hatchet to cut the bamboo strips from the middle, leaving only the part of the bamboo strips. He tried the toughness of the bamboo strips, and then said:

"It's not easy to bully, either. I value the people I care about very much. If I can do some small things within my ability, I can make the other party happy. I am not resistant to such things, just like I am like this to you, my sister, Lao Yan, Li Rong, etc., but sometimes I will be lazy, for example, now!"

Zhong Qingqing buried her face between her knees, looked at Chu Chengmu, who was lowering her head to deal with bamboo strips, and said with a chewy smile: "Chu Chengmu, someone has said before, are you actually very gentle?"

Chu Chengmu picked out a piece of bamboo strips with the best toughness, then took out a lighter, and roasted them on fire to the middle and quarters of the bamboo strips on both sides. Seeing that the baking was almost fixed, he threw the bamboo strips aside, picked up the remaining bamboo strips, and smiled and said, "It seems that no one has said that, nor is it. Someone has said similar things before, but she probably won't think so now!"

"Dai Yuanhang's daughter?" Zhong Qingqing asked tentatively.

Chu Chengmu did not answer, signaled Zhong Qingqing to wait, got up and returned to the house, picked a roll of nylon thread from his grandmother's sewing bag. There was not much time, so he planned to make the simplest eagle-shaped kite, four bamboo strips could make the skeleton, and tied the bamboo strips that had been repaired with burrs at a 90-degree angle to the middle of the bamboo strips that were roasted by fire at the beginning. Chu Chengmu then lowered his head and said softly:

"Well, sometimes I will reflect on whether the things I did are meaningful. Her nervousness was real at the beginning, but now, when I see her again, I feel no worries in my heart. In general, I actually didn't handle this matter well and I couldn't blame her. If I lend her money to her father directly and provide a transformation idea, it wouldn't be like this and even my friends wouldn't be able to do it!"

"Can you tell me about your two met?" Zhong Qingqing's eyes were filled with some water vapor, and even more with some unknown meaning.

"There is nothing to say!" Chu Chengmu shook his head and said, "I just made up my mind to start preparing for the college entrance examination, but I found that I had no information in my hand. Later, I met Senior Sister Dai in the library... I became a friend without realizing it. Later, I learned that something was wrong with her father's factory... but it turned out like this in the end!"

Chu Chengmu treated Zhong Qingqing as a friend and did not have too much precautions. In fact, she and Qi Qinghua participated in these things from beginning to end, and they all understood what they should know, and there was nothing that could not be said. Last time they met with their senior sister in the company, nothing unexpected happened. I am afraid that the two of them would have any interaction in the future. It would be hard to say how much trouble these emotions caused to Chu Chengmu. However, a friend was willing to listen to his heart-to-heart talk quietly, and he was willing to tell them.

"If Dai Jing had not gone to Wudaokou but stayed for you, do you think you and her might have a future?" Zhong Qingqing reached out and picked up the scissors on the ground, helped Chu Chengmu cut the nylon thread into small sections, and asked.

Chu Chengmu picked up two pieces of nylon thread, tied the remaining two bamboo strips to the first bamboo strip that had been roasted out of the curve, and said softly:

"What has not happened before is meaningless to guess. Moreover, with her proud personality, it is difficult to change her mind for anyone. That feeling is a moment of throbbing. If it disappears, it will disappear. If it disappears, it will never be picked up again!"

"Besides, her figure has not grown to your aesthetic, right?" Zhong Qingqing couldn't help but tease her when she saw Dai Jing last time at the company.

"Haha, I haven't noticed it before, the senior sister I remember often wears skirts!"

Chu Chengmu recalled the scenes of Senior Sister Dai wearing pants in a few times in memory. He had to admit that Zhong Qingqing was right, but he was unwilling to discuss the figure of another woman in front of one woman. These things do not matter to him, so he cannot talk randomly, as it will appear disrespectful to the other party, regardless of whether the other party knows it or not.

After a while, Chu Chengmu tied the skeleton of the kite. There were few things like glue in the countryside, but this did not help him. He pinched the leftover rice that he had not finished at noon and pinched it in his hand to make the best paste. Then he took out a few pieces of white paper from the utility room. These things are usually used to keep the sacrificial rituals on their backs, but there are so many of them.

"I remember you have done a good job of ink painting. Do you want to draw something?" Chu Chengmu was about to dip the white paper on the kite skeleton when he suddenly remembered that Zhong Qingqing's lotus was painted well. Then I think the eagle should be fine, right?

"What do you want to draw? Are you going to goshawk?" Zhong Qingqing became interested when she heard this, stood up, and stroked the sleeves of the casual down jacket upwards, revealing a piece of snow-white and slender wrist.

"You should play at your own pace to see this size, but at home, there should be only the ink and brush used by Xiao Xuehua to learn calligraphy. I'll look for it!" Chu Chengmu smiled.

When Chu Chengmu found the ink and brush, Zhong Qingqing had already put several benches side by side, spread one of the white paper on the bench, sat on a small stool, raised an eyebrow at Chu Chengmu, and said, "Come, please serve me!"

After a while, a goshawk with sharp eyes appeared on the white paper. With just a few materials, Zhong Qingqing was able to create four or five colors by adjusting the concentration of the ink and the slightness of the writing, which made Chu Chengmu beside her breath.

When the goshawk on the white paper was dry, Chu Chengmu then dipped the white paper on the skeleton, cut the goshawk off along the skeleton, then pasted three tails behind the kite's butt, and finally tied the fishing line at home through the skeleton to create a triangle, and a kite was finished.

"I didn't say I wanted to stick my tail earlier, so I'll paint it like a phoenix, which is so inappropriate now!" Zhong Qingqing said dissatisfied with the goshawk with three more white tail feathers.

"Black Phoenix? Grey? It's unlucky for the New Year! Just make do with it. Without these three tail feathers, it's hard to grasp the balance of the kite. If you don't believe it, try to tear it down and see if it will fall down!"
Chapter completed!