deep love

Sometimes, a few words from many years ago are always in your ears, but you forget all the scenes and emotions at that time, and only remember that it happened to you.

Even if you remember the wish at that time and the solemnity at that time, but now, so what?You can't even remember the smile in her eyes when she smiled.

Even your parents, your friends, they are still careful not to mention it in front of you, for fear that you will hear a word.But only you know, you can't remember clearly.

Because you have thought about it too many times, the once extremely clear outline of that person has gradually blurred with the pace of the years, and you can no longer remember her appearance.

The air was a bit dull, Shi Qingqiu pulled her long hair behind her ear with her left hand, held a pen with her right hand, and lowered her head slightly to sign her name on the paper placed in front of her.

The people around me seemed to finish at the same time, and the two of them finished the work together.

"Okay, congratulations, both of you. Just wait for a while, I'll print the certificate." The clerk at the marriage registration office smiled, put away the paper in front of the two, turned and left in a hurry.

The lines of Shi Qingqiu's side face are still so perfect in the eyes of people around him, the two light-colored lips are slightly tightened, and his face is calm and gentle.As the outside world commented, she is extremely gentle and beautiful, and no one has ever seen unusually intense emotions in her eyes outside of the show, and she is always as gentle as a breeze.

The corners of Wen Qinghan's lips raised a slight arc, when she stared at Qingqiu, her slender and slender fingers raised up to hold something, but finally fell down, her light-colored lips curled into a line, and she never opened her mouth .

When we walked out of the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the sun was shining.

Shi Qingqiu stood at the top of the steps, facing the sunlight and opened the red certificate, and what caught his eyes was the photo of Wen Qinghan and her without hats, both of them had such expressions, peaceful and indifferent.

From this moment on, they were written into each other's lives.

"We're married." Wen Qinghan looked at the hurrying crowd from a distance, his voice was as soft as usual, as if he was telling Shi Qingqiu that the weather is not bad today.

"Well, we're married." Shi Qingqiu's lips finally had a smile in response to the occasion, and the restlessness in his heart was slowly swallowed by the sunshine, leaving nothing left.

What is she waiting for?Waiting for a result that will never come again, or waiting for a person who will never appear again?From the second she promised Wen Qinghan to get married, she couldn't wait to come back.

Besides, this thought just crossed her mind just now, if she hadn't agreed to Wen Qinghan's marriage, I'm afraid she wouldn't think of that past for a long time.

She remembered that Wen Qinghan said: "I don't have time to get to know too many people, and it takes time and effort to get to know them. It's better for you and me to be together, to know the basics and save time and effort."

She remembered Wen Qinghan saying: "Qingqiu, let's get married."

She also remembered that she didn't have the strength to get along with a complete stranger and get to know each other again, so she said, "Okay, let's get married."

Dazed by the bright sunlight, Shi Qingqiu withdrew his eyes and stopped thinking about it, turned his head to look at Wen Qinghan, just happened to meet Wen Qinghan who turned his head at the same time, with thin lips raised slightly, only to hear Wen Qinghan say: "Qingqiu, If you regret it now, you can't divorce for the time being, if you divorce as soon as you get married, we will make headlines."

"Do I seem to regret it?" Shi Qingqiu smiled lightly, "Just like you said, knowing the basics, saving time and effort, is the best."

Who else is more suitable for her than Wen Qinghan?Growing up with her, I know her past and understand her suffering.Even their names match.

Twenty-five years ago, two babies from the Wen family and the Shi family were born on the same day.It was late autumn at that time, and the parents of the two families had been friends for many years, so following the practice of their ancestors, they tied the lives of the two children together.

Qingqiu, slightly cold.

Late autumn, slightly cold.

Wen Qinghan saw that there was no smile in Qingqiu's eyes when she saw it, it was as calm and peaceful as usual, and there was no joy in her heart.Shi Qingqiu is not happy, at least until now, she has not felt that Shi Qingqiu is happy because of her marriage.

What is she extravagantly hoping for, is she extravagantly hoping that she can replace the person Shi Qingqiu misses?

Wen Qinghan looked away from Shi Qingqiu, she looked calm and breezy, with an indifference on her face, her already calm voice became a little colder now, "Let's go, if you delay any longer Reporters are here."

With her status, she naturally doesn't have to worry about these things, but Shi Qingqiu is different, they are married, but they haven't discussed making this matter public.Especially, Qingqiu's marriage when he was a popular movie star.

When Qingqiu got into Wen Qinghan's car, she took off her sunglasses, quietly looking at the slowly receding road outside the window, her thoughts gradually drifted away.

She finds it very strange that she and Wen Qinghan are not talkative people, yet they have lived in peace for so many years.The relationship between her and Wen Qinghan is not too close friends, but they are the ones who have been with each other the longest.

Some of the people she met later were closer to her, some had the same temperament as her, and some came and went.Even, some people have already left, but Wen Qinghan, who is not close to her, is still by her side.

They were never too close, and never moved away from each other.

"Where are you going? Company, or recording a program?"

Wen Qinghan's voice came slowly, Shi Qingqiu came back to his senses, looked at the front of the car, and said: "Send me to the gate of our university, I have something to do, I will go back by myself in a while."

The car was very quiet, and soon Wen Qinghan's succinct answer sounded: "Yes."

The speed of the car was steady, without any abnormalities, Shi Qingqiu didn't see that after she told where she was going, Wen Qinghan's hands holding the steering wheel were obviously a little harder, and his fingertips turned white.

Wen Qinghan never asked Shi Qingqiu too much, she didn't ask what she shouldn't ask, and she never asked what she should ask.Based on the relationship between them, she was not qualified to ask, but now that she is married, she doesn't need to ask anymore.

The car stopped slowly near the University of Political Science and Law. When Shi Qingqiu put on his sunglasses and got out of the car, the car drove away without stopping for a second, as if they just met by chance between a taxi and a passenger connect.

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of Shi Qingqiu's lips, and then he suppressed his expression and walked leisurely into the school gate.

The scenery here is the same as seven years ago, and the students here are also similar to the group seven years ago. The passing girls gathered to discuss cosmetics and film and television, while the boys discussed sports and girls.

The difference is that she is no longer one of these people.

In her memory, there was a peach grove in front of the girls' dormitory where she used to live. Whenever the peach blossoms were in full bloom, there were always many girls who were keen on taking pictures with the peach blossoms as the scenery, and kept their beautiful postures in their mobile phones.

Probably due to the slightly higher temperature, there were few students in the Taolin, Shi Qingqiu walked slowly along the path in the forest, and finally stopped when he was near the pavilion.

The peach blossoms on the peach tree in front of her were in full bloom, as fragrant and gorgeous as in memory, as if they were still those flowers seven years ago.

There was a faint voice coming from outside the peach forest, she just took off her sunglasses, smiled faintly and said in a low voice: "Qi Yue, I'm married."

At the entrance of the path behind Shi Qingqiu, a slender figure like a tall and straight green bamboo stood there quietly, his eyes were like cold stars, and his lips were light in color.

Wen Qinghan just stood there silently, not taking half a step forward.