My 1991

the next day.

As soon as he woke up in the morning, Lu An heard a knock on the door. He walked over and opened it and found that it was clear water.

Looking at each other across the door, Lu An stretched out his hand to pull her: "Don't stand outside, come in."

Meng Qingshui shook her head, bit her lower lip and said, "Lu An, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Lu An's heart trembled, "What's the farewell?"

Meng Qingshui said: "I want to go back to school."

Scared to death!

It almost scared him to death!

I thought I was going to make a clean break with myself! At this moment, Lu An suddenly realized that the woman in front of him had already been integrated into his blood and bone marrow. In the past, she was just too good to him, so he always chose to ignore her.

But thinking of Sister Qingchi, and thinking of the scene in her previous life where Sister Qingchi lived alone with a pair of twins for a long time, he forced down his guilt:

"The vacation has just begun, why should we rush back?"

Meng Qingshui stared at him aggrievedly, saying nothing.

After a long while, Lu An said: "Wait for me to wash up, and then I will take you back to school."

"Um."

Meng Qingshui hummed lightly and returned to the next room.

Lu An's heart tugged when he heard the door closing. He leaned against the wall of the concierge and breathed a sigh of relief before turning around and getting into the bathroom.

About 15 minutes later, Lu An and Meng Qingshui appeared on the first floor. Not seeing Yu Guanzhi, he borrowed an Audi from Wu Dan and drove to Shanghai Medical University himself.

While waiting for a red light at an intersection, Lu An asked softly: "Is Feng Xi back?"

Meng Qingshui looked at the scenery outside the car through the window, and after a while he replied: "I'm back, I came back last night."

He was completely relieved to have company at school, and asked again: "How is her sister's feet?"

Meng Qingshui said: "It's no big deal. I can walk normally and even came to the Shanghai Stock Exchange."

Lu An was very surprised: "He came to the Shanghai stock market just after going to the field? So vigorous?"

Meng Qingshui hummed: "Feng Xi said that her sister was very curious about the Shanghai stock market and kept asking to come over and take a look, but Feng Xi couldn't resist."

Then she asked: "When will you return to Jinling?"

Lu An knew what she meant, thought for a while and said, "I don't know. It depends on the situation. I have to go to the capital. If I go back to Jinling in the next few days, I will take her sister with me."

Hearing this, Meng Qingshui said nothing, and her eyes drifted outside, even without looking at him, as if a trash can on the street was a hundred times more beautiful than him.

Luan was depressed, but she could only endure it.

After a while, the green light turned on, and the Audi continued to drive forward. The streets were noisy, but there was silence inside the car.

I don’t know how long the car drove, and Lu An’s mind was buzzing. When the car stopped at the entrance of the medical school, Meng Qingshui, who had been treating him as nothing, suddenly asked:

"Lu An, I especially want to know, if my sister knew that you had a girlfriend in college, what would she think?"

Lu An held the steering wheel tightly, subconsciously opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

Her words were not without poison, they simply killed two birds with one stone.

Not only did she express her own disappointment and dissatisfaction with Lu An, but she also revealed the established fact that he fell in love with Sister Qingchi openly for the first time.

At the same time, he is also testing the extent of his relationship with his sister.

Do you think he cares more about his sister?

Or do you care more about the beautiful and charming Huang Ting?

Will she break up with Huang Ting for her sister?

Without waiting for Lu An's reply, Meng Qingshui got out of the car silently and left.

In other words, after raising this difficult question, she didn't want to wait for a reply at all.

This problem is like a net. Lu An is trapped in the net. Isn't she just a fish that can't escape from this big net?

She doesn't even dare to have the luxury of being sure now, how much weight does she have in this network? Is it the smallest one?

The gate of Shanghai Medical University is very large, and Lu An can see everything at a glance.

The back of Qing Shui under the school gate was very small, but it filled his entire eye socket and couldn't fit inside.

Staring blankly, Qing Shui's figure disappeared. Lu An's vision also blurred with her words just now, and memories suddenly filled his head.

Speaking of his previous life, he was actually not as courageous as this life. Although his admiration for Sister Qingchi grew day by day, he was always in a relationship separated by a layer of window paper. This state lasted until one night.

That night, his relationship with Sister Qingchi completely changed.

I remember that I came back early from a business trip in the north that day. I drank some wine with my colleagues before arriving home at midnight. Then I took a random shower and got into bed.

Maybe I was too excited after drinking some wine, or maybe I hadn't touched a woman for several days. I was in a better mood that night. As soon as I got into bed, I didn't even look closely and started to touch the person next to me.

The person next to him was fast asleep with his back to him, and at first he only had some instinctive reactions in a daze to his intimate movements.

Later, as he went more and more extreme, he almost broke through the limit and finally opened his eyes completely, but by then it was already too late.

With his rich experience, he should have had smooth sailing and smooth sailing, but he encountered obstacles that night.

With this one second of hindrance, Lu An was completely awakened from the drunkenness. Then he felt a little dazed and subconsciously turned on the bedside lamp.

At this moment, the person on the bed said: "Xiao An, don't turn on the light."

In just 6 words, Lu An's guess became reality. It was indeed Sister Qingchi below.

Lu An asked tremblingly: "Sister Qingchi, why are you here?"

Meng Qingchi was silent for a moment and said: "My sister-in-law is sick. Qing Shui was so anxious to go back to visit that she forgot to cook the soup in the kitchen and confiscate the quilt cover on the balcony, so I came over."

After saying that, she asked: "Don't you have two days to go home?"

Lu An explained in a low voice: "The matter was completed in advance. I didn't tell Qing Shui because I wanted to give her a surprise."

After a flustered conversation, the two fell into complete silence, frozen on the bed, and the deadly breath was about to suffocate the two of them like the dark night.

Later, under the tension, excitement, depression and fear, Lu An chose to break the pot. Anyway, the woman in front of him was his favorite. After all, he couldn't return without success, right?

You have to leave something to remember before leaving.

Meng Qingchi almost completely guessed his thoughts and actions, but rarely made any noise, stopped him, or cooperated. Instead, he suffered silently.

Afterwards, Meng Qingchi got up and left.

LuAnn wants to talk, but doesn't know how to keep him? He could only hang on the back and send her home. The two of them said nothing on the way.

It is said that the past is like smoke, but a lifetime has passed, and he still remembers this incident very clearly, as if it happened yesterday, vividly in his mind.

Recalling this, Lu An, who had been in a daze for a long time, suddenly opened the door, got out of the car, and went straight to a public phone line.

Walk into the innermost cubicle, speed dial, wait

Unfortunately, when people get more anxious, things tend to backfire. The first call I made was to the hospital. My colleague told me that Sister Qingchi was on holiday today.

The second one didn't work when I called home.

The third call still didn't go through.

He took a breath and made the fourth call. No one answered the first 6 rings. When he was about to hang up, the call suddenly went through.

Meng Qingchi's voice came from over there: "Hello, who's there?"

"Sister Qingchi, it's me." Lu An said hoarsely.

Meng Qingchi looked at the receiver in his hand and asked with concern: "Xiao An, what's wrong with your voice? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Lu An changed the receiver from his left hand to his right hand and said in a low voice: "No, I just missed you so much suddenly."

Meng Qingchi was quiet, and then asked softly: "Are you under too much pressure recently?"

Lu An said: "No, I just miss you, Sister Qingchi."

Meng Qingchi put his bag and keys on the coffee table, then sat on the sofa and said, "Sister, I just came back from my uncle's house. Have you made several calls before?

I heard the phone ringing downstairs. I was so anxious in broad daylight. Was there something bothering me? "

Luan denied: "No."

Meng Qingchi said patiently: "Xiao An has grown up and started lying to me again."

Luan: "."

After a while, he sighed: "I don't want to hide it from you, but I just don't know how to tell you."

Meng Qingchi smiled: "It seems that he did something bad. Since I don't know how to say it, let's not say it. Are you in Jinling or Shanghai on National Day?"

Lu An said: "In the Shanghai Stock Exchange, I came yesterday."

Meng Qingchi asked: "Have you ever gone to visit Qingshui?"

Lu An said: "I just sent Qing Shui back to school, and I called you at her school gate."

Meng Qingchi pondered for a few seconds, and then asked: "Are you having a conflict?"

Her guess was well-founded: after delivering the water, she turned around and said she missed herself. Xiao An must have been touched by something or other, otherwise he wouldn't have been like this.

Another thing is: it is only the second day of the National Day holiday, or the next morning, and the holiday is far from over. If Qing Shui cares so much about Xiao An's temperament, he would not go back to school so early unless something happened, and it was something unusual.

Lu An almost sweated on his forehead. It was too difficult to keep from lying in front of a smart woman, so he immediately avoided the important point and said lightly:

"Qingshui came to Nanjing University on the 30th. I sent her back to school because I was going to the capital to meet the teacher."

His words seemed to be spoken casually, but they revealed two pieces of information invisibly:

First, Qingshui came to Nanjing University, did not leave that day, and only returned to school today. This stopped Sister Qingchi from guessing about him at Nanjing University.

The second is to blur the concept and reduce the doubts about conflicts between oneself and Qingshui.

Of course, it can only be reduced. It is impossible to completely dispel Sister Qingchi's doubts.

The only purpose of doing this is not to worry Sister Qingchi too much, causing her to call Qingshui desperately to talk about her affairs.

As long as the big issue is minimized, Sister Qingchi will avoid asking Qingshui directly because of taboos. After all, the two sisters had a restricted area in their hearts because of him.

After hearing this, Meng Qingchi diverted his attention and spent more than 20 minutes talking to him about painting.

In other words, it was Lu An who was talking and Meng Qingchi was listening. At most, he would ask him questions that he was interested in.

At the end of the call, he suddenly told: "Sister Qingchi, I recorded two songs last night. You should pay attention to them. They may be released."

Meng Qingchi asked curiously: "Is it published under your real name?"

Lu An said: "No, I haven't decided on a name yet. How about you give me a secret stage name?"

Meng Qingchi asked with a smile in his eyes: "Me?"

Lu An was right and said flatteringly: "My sister Qingchi is a doctoral student. It won't be difficult for you to come up with a name."

Meng Qingchi thought for a while, but to no avail, and finally said regretfully: "Xiao An, this is a bit difficult for me. I don't know much about the music industry. How about you discuss it with Miss Yu?

She asked you to sing on a whim, maybe she had her own ideas. "

"ah?"

Lu An said, and rarely turned on the half-coquettish mode: "It's just for fun anyway, why do you think about it so much? I just want you to pick one for me."

It was rare to see him like this. Meng Qingchi laughed happily for a while, glanced at the calendar inadvertently, and said casually: "How about August and a half?

Half of August is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which happens to be your birthday, and it also coincides with the day when you record and release your songs. "

August and a half.?

Lu An recited it several times, his eyes getting brighter and brighter: "Okay, that's it. Not to mention, August and a half is really a bit artistic."

Meng Qingchi reached out and took the small calendar on the coffee table to him. He looked at it for a long time and said, "Let me know when the song is released. I'll wait to listen to it."

"Hey, don't worry, Sister Qingchi, no one will forget you if you forget me." Lu An assured on the other end of the phone.

When the stage name was decided on the phone, Wu Dan and Yu Guanzhi also talked about it in the private hotel.

I saw Wu Dan knitting on the sofa and asked: "Lu An sings so beautifully, there may be surprises when it is released. Since you don't need your real name, have you thought of a stage name?"

Yu Guanzhi watched her hairdressing work from the side: "No."

Wu Dan raised his head and stared at her: "Isn't the new song coming out soon? Isn't it up yet?"

Yu Guanzhi rolled back her right hand and said, "Time has come together, so I didn't think too much about it."

Wu Dan said: "Then you should think about it carefully. A good stage name may have miraculous effects."

Yu Guanzhi remained silent.

Wu Dan was surprised: "You are so interested in his singing and don't care about this matter?"

Yu Guanzhiwen smiled and shook his head: "It's not that I don't care. I don't need to worry about this matter. Lu An has already discussed it with others."

Wu Dan asked: "Who should we discuss with? With Meng Qingshui?"

Yu Guanzhi didn't say anything further, but walked over and sat down next to him: "What are you wearing? A sweater? Or gloves?"

Wu Dan said: "I made a sweater for Ding Chao. He said he missed his mother's sweater when he was a child. Since I know how to do this job, I thought of restoring his childhood memories for him."

Yu Guanzhi nodded lightly and looked at his friend's knitting patterns very seriously.

Seeing this, Wu Dan laughed at her: "You don't have a man, why are you so meticulous? If you don't know, you would think you are doing knitting work for your man."

Yu Guanzhi had long been accustomed to the way she spoke, so he turned a deaf ear to it and continued to watch with great interest.

The two women stopped talking. On the other side, Lu An and Meng Qingchi also ended their half-hour call.

After settling the bill, Lu An returned to the car and wondered anxiously: Will Sister Qingchi call Qingshui?

If she was beaten, would Qing Shui tell her about Huang Ting?

To be honest, even now, he still has a sense of luck, thinking that based on his understanding of Qingshui, she will not mention this matter to anyone in a short time, including her best friends and close friends.

Unless she becomes desperate one day and looks away, she may lose control.

Thinking of Qingshui, Lu An suddenly became depressed again. After thinking about it for a long time in the driver's seat, he still couldn't think of a better way. He was so annoyed that he got out of the car again and bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He smoked 8 cigarettes in one go, Don't give up until your lips are dry and cracked.

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