Qing put down the bowl and let her look at it generously. But there seemed to be a pure smile in those deep eyes at this time.
Didn't she even notice? The flesh on his face could be pinched.
The afternoon for the two of them always passed quickly. In the evening, Qing was sitting on the sofa watching TV. However, his eyes kept looking at Xiang Qinglan who was sitting next to him. He suddenly turned around.
Facing her.
"What's wrong?" Xiang Qinglan asked him with her eyes. She didn't understand what he was feeling heavy at this time. He seemed to be looking into her soul. Such focused eyes made her heart tremble slightly.
Qing's thin lips pursed tightly. After a long time, he took out something from his chest. It turned out to be chains. Then he put his arm around Xiang Qinglan's waist and took the necklace in his hand to her.
on the neck.
Xiang Qinglan lowered his head and looked at the extremely strange-looking Lianzi hanging around his neck. It seemed to be a totem of a certain family, and he couldn't recognize what kind of symbol it was.
She just wanted to take it off, but a pair of big hands stopped her.
"This is for you," Qing tightened her hand, and the chain hung quietly around her neck.
"You are the most important thing. Maybe I will find your past," Xiang Qinglan took his hand and wrote in his hand that this chain was from when she picked it up.
The only thing found on his body that belonged to his past. It was also the only thing that could prove his identity. How could she want it? Maybe, this would be very important to him.
"Lan is the most important thing," he stared at the chain between her forehead and said unexpectedly, but his voice was very calm. He couldn't remember what it was in the past, but he knew that it had already appeared in his life.
A person who is more important than anything else is Xiang Qinglan.
He doesn't need the past or memories, he just wants her.
Therefore, she is the most important person to him.
Xiang Qinglan gently swayed her eyelashes like small fans. She blinked lightly and felt a little wet. She gently stroked the lines on the chain, and the soft place in her heart was deeply touched again.
Suddenly, indescribable emotion and happiness surrounded her whole body.
She turned around and hugged Qing's waist, burying her head in his chest, but Qing just hugged her tightly. The night began to slowly reveal a black sky. When night fell, whether it was windy or rainy,
It's much quieter than during the day.
And tonight is destined to be a good night's sleep.
In the morning, Xiang Qinglan got up very early. She tidied up her room and when she opened the drawer, she found a stack of money inside. She frowned slightly. She remembered that she didn't put any money here.
, why are there so many? Could it be that she forgot to put away the money in the table and put it away without thinking too much. She really thought she had put it wrong. After all, too many things have happened recently.
Well, maybe her memory is really unclear.
But Qing just looked at her, and then slowly closed his eyes again. He turned over, and the smile on his lips began to slowly bloom.
Xiang Qinglan packed everything up, put on her clothes, and gently touched the necklace that Qing had hung around her neck last night in front of the mirror. Qing said that she was more important than the necklace, so she put his necklace on her neck.
It was given to him in the past, but to her, he was actually the most important person to her. She could no longer lose what was important. After walking out of the bathroom, she walked to the bed and carefully covered the man lying on the bed with a quilt.
Then she closed the door softly, fearing to wake him.
But she didn't know that as soon as she stepped forward, Qing Ye quickly put on his clothes and walked in the other direction.
The work at the construction site is very tiring and dirty. Qing is a very clean person, so he always washes himself clean when he goes back. Therefore, Xiang Qinglan didn't find anything after such a long time.
She was still delivering newspapers, and he was still doing the heaviest porter job. Both of them were working hard, but the afternoon was the happiest time of the day for both of them.
Qing always puts the money she earns in the drawer, and sometimes changes the places. Xiang Qinglan, who is very tired every day, really thinks that she sometimes has a bad memory and puts things randomly, making her think
There was some confusion in her memory, so the physical gap between women and men is really very big.
Qing's body seems to be getting stronger and stronger. His physical foundation is very good. Perhaps he has received some kind of training before. On the construction site, he is the strongest, does the most work, and is also the most able.
He endures hardships. He usually talks very little. Sometimes, he won't say a word all morning and just moves things.
Then at noon, whether he has finished the work or not, he will go back and continue the next day.
But Xiang Qinglan seems to be getting thinner and thinner. Although Qing always makes her eat a lot, her body can no longer bear the long-term heavy physical work.
Looking at the last newspaper in her hand, Xiang Qinglan was silent for a long time. She turned around and wanted to leave. However, in the end, she still raised her head and looked at the apartment she was already familiar with and couldn't be more familiar with.
Her current home was much bigger and more luxurious, but when she looked at it again, it was too much and unfamiliar. Is this really the place where she has lived for two years? Why, what?
Everything has changed, changed, just like I just had a dream before,
She didn't expect that she would have the opportunity to come back here, and it was just to deliver a newspaper. She picked up the newspaper, bit her lip gently, and walked inside. Since she left, what else was needed?
She was nostalgic, and everything that happened here was like yesterday. However, the deep scar on her heart had faded a lot, and the heart-wrenching feeling began to become shallower.
She stretched out her hand to hold the necklace around her neck, and raised the corners of her lips slightly. Whether it was Su Zhetuo or Gong Ruxue, she no longer had anything to do with them.
Carefully placing the newspaper in her hand under the crack of the door, she turned around and was about to leave when she heard a voice coming from the door. Before she took a step, the door opened. Su Zhetuo and Gong Ruxue
Standing side by side, their hands were still tightly held together.
"What are you doing here?" Su Zhetuo looked at Xiang Qinglan, surprise flashed in his eyes, and there was a kind of surprise that even he couldn't describe, and he found that his heart was beating very fast, as if
A man who has tasted love for the first time usually has a kind of excitement, but he still tries his best to be calm, even his voice is still cold.