deep love

Wen Qinghan's weekends are extremely leisurely, and he has been working like this for several years.

Some people always complain about why the weekend is not yet reached during the working day, but they feel very empty and boring when the weekend arrives. It is better to be busy at work.Although Wen Qinghan never complained, she deeply realized how idle her rest days were, so idle that sometimes she could only accompany her work.

After washing, Wen Qinghan put the clothes to be worn on the bed, glanced inadvertently at the silent cell phone, Qingqiu's expression on the day of registration of marriage, and sometimes Qingqiu's phone calls and messages appeared in her mind.

It's been three days, and I really don't have any news for myself.The notification on the day she left was like a routine for this marriage relationship. It was not sincere, and she would not think about it later.

This is the way they get along with each other. They have never been close enough to become girlfriends who can talk about everything, and they will never be so unfamiliar that they break up.Their lives have been tied together by the two parents since birth. They were playmates from childhood to friends until they got married.

Wen Qinghan's long hair is longer than Shi Qingqiu's, and the tail of her hair hangs softly and obediently behind her. She stands tall and tall quietly, revealing a bit of an extraordinary charm that does not blend in with the world. The indescribably elegant Tsinghua University.

The phone vibrated suddenly, Wen Qinghan came back to his senses, bent over slightly, took the phone and clicked on WeChat. In the family group, it was his mother who sent a sentence: breakfast, master and miss.

Wen Qinghan had no expression on her face, tapped her thumb lightly, and sent a sentence of "Got it", and then threw the phone back on the bed.

She opened the briefcase, and there was a diary with a white cover in it besides the documents. Instead of reviewing the feelings written down earlier, she directly turned to the latest page. The white paper made her stunned for a while after picking up the pen. Leng.

It seems that nothing is appropriate to write. Compared with the previous mood, now this heart seems to be suspended in mid-air, neither up nor down, neither happy nor sad.

Wen Qinghan's expression was always indifferent, she rubbed the body of the pen with her fingertips, and finally bent over and put the diary on the bedside table, wrote the date of the wedding day, and finally left a strong sentence:

We got married.

When Wen Qinghan went to the dining room, his father Wen Chengxuan was drinking milk while reading the newspaper, he only slightly raised his eyes to see Wen Qinghan, and then continued to stare at the newspaper.

Mother Zhao Wanyi waved her hand: "Qinghan, come quickly and see what to eat."

Wen Qinghan has a house of her own, and she mostly lives in her own house on weekdays. After get off work on Fridays, she goes back to her parents' house to spend the weekend together. This is her habit for several years and has never changed.Therefore, whenever Wen Qinghan comes back, the food at home will always be more suitable for her.

"Thank you mom, I'll just eat porridge." Wen Qinghan pursed her lips and smiled, went to fill a bowl of porridge and sat down, took a spoonful of it, and she praised softly: "It's delicious."

Zhao Wanyi took some serving chopsticks and put some vegetables on the small plate in front of her, and said with a smile: "Eat more if it tastes good. If you eat so little, you look thin like Qingqiu. You two have nothing to do with each other. Like, this is the most similar food intake, they are all people who don't like to eat too much, look at your mother, I am so worried, my hair has turned white."

The two children were born in the same year, the same month and the same day, and grew up together. Usually, the elders always like to compare the two when they say something. The Wen family is like this, and so is the Shi family.In the mouths of the two elders of the Wen family, Shi Qingqiu is the so-called "other people's child". Wen Qinghan has heard of it since she was a child, but she has never felt disgusted.

Wen Qinghan took another sip of porridge, raised the corners of her lips and smiled slightly, "Then I'll eat another bowl later, to repay Mom."

At this time Wen Chengxuan raised his head, and asked casually as usual: "Qinghan, how is your work during this time?"

Unlike his wife, Wen Chengxuan almost contracted work inquiries, and most of his openings were concerned with business matters.

"It's good, Dad, don't worry." Wen Qinghan put down his chopsticks and looked up, and then reported the recent situation: "Recently, the law firm has basically received small cases, and there is no need to worry too much."

Probably due to his occupation, Wen Qinghan naturally exuded a reassuring atmosphere, Wen Chengxuan nodded in satisfaction, closed the newspaper and said: "Let's have breakfast, go out for a walk or something after eating, play more on weekends, don't Always work."

Speaking of this, Zhao Wanyi took advantage of the situation and said: "By the way, why don't Qinghan accompany me to go shopping in the supermarket for a while? I just want to buy something."

Wen Qinghan didn't think too much, and when she picked up the chopsticks, she responded: "Okay, then I'll go with Mom."

Zhao Wanyi wanted Wen Qinghan to accompany her because she didn't want her daughter to be addicted to work at home, yes, addicted.I don't know what to do in the study or in the room every weekend. A few documents can last two days, and knocking on the door will interrupt her train of thought, so she notifies various things on WeChat.

Speaking of Wen Qinghan's words, Zhao Wanyi can say a lot. She and Shi Qingqiu were born in the same year, the same month and the same day, and they both seem gentle and quiet, but their personalities are quite different.

Although Shi Qingqiu was also calm, he was still more active than Wen Qinghan. Every time he came to the house, he would sweetly call himself and her husband, making them always look forward to her coming.Due to professional reasons, as a well-known actor, Shi Qingqiu has only been able to come here occasionally in the past few years.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wanyi, who was weighing the items on the shelf, threw a sentence at Wen Qinghan who was pushing the shopping cart behind her: "Qinghan, I haven't seen Qingqiu much recently, has she gone to other places to film again?"

Wen Qinghan pushed the shopping cart with no distractions. When she was called out so suddenly, she quickly realized: "Well, she went to film and said she would be back in a week or so."

Zhao Wanyi took a bottle of seafood sauce and a bottle of fuel consumption from the shelf, turned around and put them into the shopping cart, and then walked side by side with Wen Qinghan. As soon as Shi Qingqiu started talking, Zhao Wanyi couldn't hold back the desire to chat: "She Didn’t you meet any good boys in your life? Are there any girls? Especially the ones with better conditions than you. If there are, you should pay more attention, and don’t just know about work all day long.”

"No." Without squinting, Wen Qinghan stretched out his hand to straighten out the goods in the shopping cart and added: "I mean someone who is suitable for dating, no."

After so many years, how can she not know what her parents think?From the age of puppy love mentioned by people around to the present, even if Wen Chengxuan and Zhao Wanyi twisted the meaning a few times, she would be able to understand the meaning as soon as she heard it.

"It's fine if you don't have it, it's fine if you don't have it." Zhao Wanyi patted Wen Qinghan's thin shoulders with satisfaction, and said with a bit of encouragement: "You, stop working in a muffled voice every day, I will return to you with your father." When I was with you, Uncle and Aunt Jinghui were waiting for the two of you to develop. If you need your parents to arrange for you, don’t hide it, just say it.”

The two pairs of parents have been matching the two children for more than [-] years. It can be said that the two mothers were ready to get married when they were still pregnant.

The two children were often brought together for various reasons as long as they could remember, and they were even asked about their progress when they got the chance as adults. However, there has been no comforting news for such a long time.

When Shi Qingqiu was a freshman a few years ago, he complained quite a bit, saying that he had a girlfriend, and then the elders stopped doing anything.But now that both children are single, the two parents are naturally active again.

"I don't need anything, Mom, so don't worry about it." Wen Qinghan pushed the shopping cart with one hand and took Zhao Wanyi's arm with the other, looking reluctant to talk about this topic again.

Zhao Wanyi patted her angrily, and said angrily: "You child, you don't know the heart of a good person anymore, you see you dawdling, and if you dawdling, you will run away..."

Wen Qinghan walked forward slowly with a condensed expression, his eyes gradually turned away.

At that time, Shi Qingqiu had begun to show some attractive looks, and there was a sensation when he first entered the University of Political Science and Law. The number of suitors was increasing day by day, and there were often students who came downstairs in the dormitory.Even Qi Yue was so attracted.

That girl is the one that Wen Qinghan likes to laugh the most, even Shi Qingqiu has never laughed like this before.Wen Qinghan and Shi Qingqiu often helped each other when they entered school, but it didn't take long for Shi Qingqiu and Qi Yue to get married.

Wen Qinghan has no position to fight for anything, let alone to remind Shi Qingqiu not to be so heartbroken because of Qi Yue, because she found that when she saw Qi Yue tiptoe around Shi Qingqiu's neck and kissed her, there was something. It's different.

How can a person who is equally crazy persuade another person not to indulge?

She could only grit her teeth and hide at the corner, watching Shi Qingqiu happy for Qi Yue and sad for Qi Yue, and then let herself fall into the abyss of Shi Qingqiu, unable to extricate herself.

"By the way, Qinghan, you can go to Aunt Jinghui's place in two days and bring me something."

The mother's confession pierced through the fog of Wen Qinghan's memories of the past, and gradually became clearer. She lowered her eyebrows and responded: "Well, I remember."

Zhao Wanyi didn't notice Wen Qinghan's distraction just now, and when she walked to the fruit area, she picked up pears and asked again: "By the way, do you have any plans to fall in love recently? I didn't ask who you are with, I just asked you Do you have any plans?"

Wen Qinghan pursed her lips, clenched her hands subconsciously on the push handle of the shopping cart, pondered for a moment, and said softly: "Yes."

Zhao Wanyi is used to her saying no, but now when she suddenly heard such a promise, she forgot to choose the pear in her hand, she hurriedly turned her head to ask, Wen Qinghan interrupted in time: "Mom, I have my own sense of proportion, what should I do?" I'll say it when I say it."

She always had such a calm appearance, and everyone was used to it. Zhao Wanyi knew that she would not be able to find anything if she asked again, so she simply turned around and went back to picking pears after saying "That's okay".

Wen Qinghan accompanied Zhao Wanyi to the supermarket all the time, and on the way back, she received a call from Jian Yizhi, a partner of the law firm, saying that she forgot a document that was urgently needed and did not bring it home, and asked Wen Qinghan to go over and cooperate with her to open it. Door.

The gate of the law firm has two floors, the inside and the outside. The key is controlled by the two bosses of the law firm, Wen Qinghan and Jian Yizhi. The two people must be present every day to open the door on weekdays to open the door smoothly.

After Wen Qinghan sent Zhao Wanyi home, he drove to the law firm, and met Jian Yizhi in front of the gate, she said: "Lawyer Jian, are you still working so hard on weekends?"

Jian Yizhi glanced at her, folded her arms around her chest and waited for her to come to open the door, and said in a calm voice, "Look at the way you go out in this suit, is Lawyer Wen letting himself go today?"

The two are not only partners, but also good friends in college, so they always choke on a few words when they meet. They are two calm people, and they always treat each other differently after a long time.

Wen Qinghan didn't make any excuses, opened the door and looked sideways: "Go quickly."

Jian Yizhi laughed, opened the inner door in cooperation, stepped on her high heels, and walked in. After a while, she came out with a kraft paper bag, which seemed to be conspicuously placed, but she forgot to take it after get off work yesterday.

When the door was closed, Wen Qinghan said naturally: "Yizhi, Qingqiu and I registered for marriage, just a few days ago." She turned to look at Jian Yizhi, and she saw a rare smile on that peaceful face. surprised.

Jian Yizhi remembered that Wen Qinghan did take a day off a few days ago, and what Wen Qinghan said now obviously coincided with that day's vacation.She frowned, and asked thoughtfully, "Does she know?"

Jian Yizhi is the only person who knows Wen Qinghan's inner feelings. When she asked this question, Wen Qinghan naturally understood the meaning. She shook her head slightly, as usual: "She doesn't know. What I told her is that I don't have time I met too many people in order to fall in love, and used this reason to propose marriage."

Jian Yizhi didn't know how Wen Qinghan maintained such a persistent and lasting relationship.Flowers that have not been nourished by nutrients should wither anyway, only Wen Qinghan is still alive, or perhaps lingering on his last breath, trying to reach that distant end with a breath.

"It's a good head start." Jian Yizhi smiled slightly, she couldn't understand such a long emotion, so she tapped Wen Qinghan's shoulder with a kraft paper bag, and said: "If I change it, I'm sure I won't be as persistent as you, I can only say one thing to you, come on.”