Red Dust Tune: Cherry Falling King's Heart

"Dear Renee, try the tea I made." Lily brought a cup of tea to Qing Ying who was sitting on the sofa.

"Thank you, auntie." Qing Ying hurriedly thanked her.

Today is Christmas, even though Chinese people do not have the habit of celebrating this festival, Zhong Wanjun still took Qingying to his house for dinner.Zhong Wanjun said that it was mainly because his parents wanted to see Qingying, and they had already nagged him many times.Qing Ying is right when she thinks about it, now that she is in London, living at Wan Jun's house, it would be out of courtesy not to visit his parents.As a result, the Holmes family has another member for Christmas dinner this year.

Lily sat down and chatted with Qing Ying: "I heard from Sam that he is helping you with homework. How is your school preparation going?"

Qing Ying smiled shyly: "Sam always said that I was stupid and didn't learn well."

"Tch, I don't know that kid yet," Lily began to complain about her son, "he is very demanding, whether it is to others or to himself. If he hurts you, you can tell me, or tell him Daddy, We will teach him a lesson for you!"

Qingying looked at Lily in surprise, as if she didn't quite believe that someone could teach Wanjun a lesson.

Lily looked at Qingying, and smiled lovingly, this girl is so funny, everything in her mind is written on her face.She said: "Don't believe it, if we can't do it, there is Sam's master. I remember that once Danrtsey and I went to Wutai Mountain to visit Sam, and he was being taught by his master's ears at that time."

"What? Really?" Qingying's eyes widened, and she became interested, "What's going on?"

"Sam..."

While the two were talking, Zhong Wanjun came over and sat down beside Qing Ying: "What's wrong? What are you talking about?"

Qingying smiled and said, "Aunty is talking about how you were taught by Master Zhikong's ears when you were young. Hey, what's going on?"

Unexpectedly, the two of them were talking about their own childhood embarrassment, Zhong Wanjun suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment and panic, so he perfunctoryly said: "It's all about old sesame seeds and rotten millet, so there's nothing to say. It's been years, and I've long since forgotten."

Lily was very clear about her son's little thoughts.She deliberately dismantled her son, and said to Qing Ying: "He doesn't remember, but I still remember. Come, come, let me tell you..."

"Mummy!" Zhong Wanjun yelled helplessly, would it be okay to save him some face?

"Look at this kid, he's still embarrassed!" Lily teased.

The three of them laughed for a while, Lily stood up and said, "Okay, let's talk, I'll go prepare dinner."

Watching Lily leave, Qing Ying continued to press Zhong Wanjun for a confession: "Say it quickly, what happened to you being taught by Master Zhikong's ear? I don't believe you forgot." She grabbed Zhong Wanjun's arm and acted coquettishly Shaking and shaking.

Zhong Wanjun was dizzy from being shaken by her, when did this girl become so spoiled?In the end, he couldn't take it anymore and resorted to his trump card: "I think you want to do a few more papers before going to bed after you go back today, right?"

Hearing this, Qing Ying immediately stopped moving, pouted her mouth, and looked at Zhong Wanjun resentfully: "Bad guy! You know how to threaten me! Can you change your tactics?"

Zhong Wanjun glanced at her: "There are not many tricks, as long as it works."

"Look at your naughty little figure!" Qingying punched him with her pink fist.

Zhong Wanjun dodges with a smile.

"Flirting, isn't it?" Lily said to her husband with a smile when she saw this scene from the living room door.

Zhong Wanjun's father, Danrtsey Holmes, shook his head and said to his wife, "Who knows about young people."

In the living room, Zhong Wanjun's phone rang: "Hello, sister?"

Qing Ying obediently shut up, not disturbing Zhong Wanjun and Zhang Qiu's phone calls.

"Yes, Sherlock hasn't come back yet, maybe there's a traffic jam on the road... Well, then you have to take care of yourself... I know... By the way, sister," Zhong Wanjun hesitated, and continued, "This morning's At that time, Harry came to sit with DaddyMummy for a while... Happy New Year, he knows that there is a custom of New Year greetings in China, so he came here. Remember to call him later... Okay, MerryChristmas."

After hanging up the phone, Qing Ying saw that Zhong Wanjun's complexion was not very good, and asked cautiously: "What's the matter?"

Zhong Wanjun pursed his lips and shook his head: "It's okay, I just think Harry is good, I hope he and his sister can have a result."

Qing Ying blinked, not understanding why Zhong Wanjun mentioned this, but she is still an outsider, so it is not easy to ask.So, she changed the subject: "By the way, when will sister Qiu arrive?"

Zhong Wanjun said, "She won't come tonight."

"Huh? Won't come? Why?" Qing Ying was puzzled.

Zhong Wanjun said: "Since my brother-in-law passed away four years ago, my sister has gone to Diggory's house every year to accompany my brother-in-law's parents for the festival. When my brother-in-law died, she was already engaged to my sister; although my brother-in-law is gone now, but My sister has long regarded herself as the daughter-in-law of the Diggory family, and she always goes to Diggory's house during the holidays. My brother-in-law's parents are also very pitiful, they only have one son..." Zhong Wanjun couldn't continue, on the one hand, he was very sad. He sympathizes with the Diggory and his wife for sending a white-haired man to a black-haired man; on the other hand, he feels even more sorry for his sister who intends to be a widow for the rest of her life.

How could the understanding Qing Ying not see the pain in Zhong Wanjun's heart.She held Zhong Wanjun's hand: "Don't be like this. You feel sorry for senior sister Qiu, but you can't understand a woman's thoughts. Maybe she thinks that she can only live with the thoughts of her fiancé and be filial to his parents for Cedric. Will she be happy?"

"Will it be?" Zhong Wanjun looked at Qingying, wondering, "She lives alone, thinking of a dead person every day, will she really be happy? Alone, will she be happy?"

Qingying smiled softly: "How do you know that you won't? How do you know that it is good for your sister to marry someone? Besides, sister Qiu Xue is not living alone, she is accompanied by your family members. As long as a person has love in her heart, I believe she can live happily. Your sister is living hard with her love for your brother-in-law. Think about it, your sister can go to and from school normally, Go shopping normally, make friends normally, when you are hospitalized, she will stay by your side very nervously, which proves that she is living with gusto, she has thoughts and feelings, she is not a walking dead as you think. Last time I When talking with her, she also said that she wanted to study jewelry design systematically and become a jewelry designer in the future. She asked me if I was interested in studying together, and she talked with me about her plan, which I think is super good. Take a look, Your sister still has ideals. I think she is living out your brother-in-law’s role together. You really don’t need to worry because your sister has been guarding for your brother-in-law, let alone thinking about getting your sister to marry. .”

Zhong Wanjun looked at Qing Ying, he thought carefully about Qing Ying's words.Is it really good for my sister to be like this now?Is it because he, the younger brother, has been measuring his sister's life in his own way all this time, but ignored her feelings?

Seeing that Zhong Wanjun was shaken, Qingying continued: "Wanjun, don't blame me for talking too much. In fact, you are not your sister, and you don't know her true feelings. As a family member, I think the most important thing you should do is Support your sister's life now."

Zhong Wanjun looked at Qingying. It has been four years since Cedric died. During these four years, my sister has changed from being heartbroken to starting her life again bit by bit. As family members, they are certainly happy, but they are more concerned about what to do with her sister's future life.My sister is a stubborn person. She has identified her brother-in-law in this life and doesn't want to marry again.

Zhong Wanjun suddenly remembered that her sister fell in love with Harry when she was in the sixth grade at Hogwarts. At that time, not long after her brother-in-law died, their family members all persuaded her to have a relationship with someone else in order to help her get out of the pain as soon as possible. , Forget about her brother-in-law; Unexpectedly, after her sister really did what they said, she was not happy-she and Harry always quarreled, and it turned out that her sister missed her brother-in-law even more.After his sister broke up with Harry, he always thought that the problem was that Harry was immature and didn't know how to deal with a relationship, but he forgot the fact that his sister didn't like Harry at all.Now, with Qingying's words, I look back and think about it. Indeed, forcing my sister to be with others, I think my sister is taken care of and feels distressed, but in fact, my sister will not be happy!

Zhong Wanjun rubbed Qingying's hair: "You are right, I am too self-righteous."

Qing Ying smiled triumphantly: "I'll just say it. Only women can understand women's minds. You're a little girl, learn from your sister." She deliberately wanted to drive away the somewhat sad atmosphere.

Zhong Wanjun glared at her, she really dared to open a dyeing room if she gave three points of color!Unexpectedly, Qingying's chin was the same, and she stared back.

Hey, how courageous you are!If you don't tidy up for three days, you dare to go to the house to expose the tiles!Zhong Wanjun narrowed his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "You just said that my sister talked to you about the ideal of a jewelry designer, why didn't I know?"

Qing Ying thought for a while: "You seem to have gone out to meet Brother Yang and the others."

"So you've been on the phone during my party?"

"Huh? No..."

"It seems that I haven't given you enough homework, and you still have so much time to call."

"Hey……"

"Starting tomorrow, add three more papers every day."

"Dried shrimp?! No more!"

"Five!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, three."

"Six."

"Ah? Please, please, I really can't finish it. How about four?"

"Take a step back, five. It's such a happy decision." Zhong Wanjun stood up from the sofa, "I'll go to the kitchen to see what's delicious."

Qing Ying looked at Zhong Wanjun's back sadly, wishing to pounce on him and bite him to vent her anger, how the hell did you see that I was happy?

§

After Christmas comes Spring Festival.After the Chinese New Year, Zhong Wanjun officially went to work at Scotland Yard, and he also hired a tutor for Qing Ying.After that, Qingying basically stayed at home every day, listening to the tutors of different subjects. After a day's class, she went shopping for vegetables, and then went home to cook and boil bath water, so that Zhong Wanjun could go home after work. Eat a hot dinner and take a nice hot bath.Occasionally go out with Zhong Wanjun on weekends, but more often, she is studying in a corner of the study, and Zhong Wanjun is flipping through documents on the big desk; Jun.

Time flies, in a flash, a year has passed.Zhong Wanjun's work is getting better and better, and Qing Ying is also admitted to University College London.However, in terms of the biological clock, there was no difference to Zhong Wanjun. In the morning, Qing Ying woke up to cook him breakfast, and when he got home from work in the evening, Qing Ying had already returned from school and cooked dinner.

Britain has already entered a humid climate in October, and Zhong Wanjun looked at the heavy rain outside the window, thinking that such weather is really annoying.He looked at the pile of documents in front of him again, sighed, reached for the phone, sat on the office chair and started calling Qingying.

The bell rang for a while, but no one answered, and finally it was transferred to the voice box.Zhong Wanjun raised his wrist to check the time, get out of class should be over by this point, did he not hear the phone ring?He called again, but it was still a voicemail box, but Zhong Wanjun could only leave a message to Qingying: "Qingying, I am Wanjun. I have to work overtime tonight, and I don't know when I will come back. You can eat dinner by yourself , and then go to bed, don’t wait for me, just leave a bowl of supper on the table for me. It’s raining heavily outside, so don’t go out at night if you have nothing to do, that’s it, bye.”

Zhong Wanjun hung up the phone, and his assistant knocked on the door and came in to deliver the documents.After Zhong Wanjun thanked him, he buried his head in his work again.

§

Entering the house lightly, taking off his rain-soaked coat, Zhong Wanjun turned on the light in the living room on the first floor.It was past twelve o'clock, and the lights on the second floor were not on. Zhong Wanjun thought that Qing Ying had already fallen asleep, but when he was changing his slippers, he found that Qing Ying's pink slippers were still on the shoe cabinet.Zhong Wanjun was puzzled, did Qingying not come back yet?

He quickly changed his slippers and went to the second floor to check.The second floor was pitch black, the door of Qing Ying's room was open, and there was no one inside.Zhong Wanjun went up and down, and only after searching the house did he believe that Qing Ying really hadn't come back.

You haven't come back so late, can't something happen?Thinking of when he called Qingying in the afternoon and no one answered, Zhong Wanjun began to panic.He hastily dialed Qing Ying's cell phone.

The bell rang for a while, and this time someone picked it up.

As soon as the phone call was made, Zhong Wanjun was in a hurry and immediately asked, "Qing Ying, where are you now? It's already midnight, why don't you go home?"

The other party was silent for a while, and then there was a response: "Qingying you mentioned, are you looking for Renee?"

Zhong Wanjun was taken aback for a moment, then frowned tightly, why is a man answering Qing Ying's cell phone?And still speak Chinese?

Hearing that the other party's name was Qingying Renee, he was sure that person knew Qingying.Very good, I didn't go home in the middle of the night, and I was with other men!Geng Qingying, what are you doing? !Zhong Wanjun's heart became inexplicably angry, and his voice became cold: "Who are you?"

The other party did not answer but asked: "Who are you Renee? Boyfriend?"

Zhong Wanjun was at a loss for words, but the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.He suppressed his anger and said, "It has nothing to do with you. Why are you holding Renee's cell phone? What about Renee? Let her listen to the call!"

The other party replied: "Renee is sleeping now."

sleep? ! ! !After getting such an ambiguous answer, Zhong Wanjun was suddenly so angry that he wanted to go crazy.No time to think about why he was so angry at the fact that Qing Ying spent the night outside with other men, Zhong Wanjun tried his best to resist the urge to smash the phone, and said firmly: "Then when she wakes up, tell her to hurry up!" Go home, her sister has something to look for her!" For some unknown reason, he called Qing Ying back, Zhong Wanjun made nonsense and moved Qing Zhi out.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Wanjun ruthlessly hung up the phone.He was panting heavily, his chest heaving.His mind was filled with messy scenes, and Zhong Wanjun sat down on the sofa, getting angrier the more he thought about it.

Keep saying that you like me, love me, and will be by my side for the rest of your life, but what happens?I work overtime, you go out and hang out with other people *fucking*!

Zhong Wanjun was furious, and suddenly cursed: "What a good girl is spending the night outside!!!" Then, he slammed the phone to the ground.Fortunately, there are carpets on the floor around the sofa in the living room, and Zhong Wanjun's cell phone bounced on the carpet twice, and it was very strong and did not fall apart.

Just as Zhong Wanjun was sulking alone, the mobile phone on the ground rang.Zhong Wanjun glanced at it, and the caller ID was Qingying.Zhong Wanjun turned his head aside, angry and unwilling to answer.

The phone rang for a while, then hung up, and soon, it continued to ring relentlessly.Zhong Wanjun punched the sofa, got up to pick up the phone, and muttered: "I want to see what else you have to say." He thought it was Qingying calling.

Unexpectedly, when the phone was picked up, the other party was still the same male voice: "If you are Renee's boyfriend, please come to the infirmary of University College London immediately."

Zhong Wanjun was taken aback: "Infirmary?"

The other party said: "Renee's stomach hurts unbearably because of her menstrual period today, and she has been lying in the infirmary for a day. If you are her boyfriend or family members, please come here immediately; if you are not, you can also Please inform Renee's family to come over."

Wanjun didn't even bother to listen to the other two "what ifs", he was preoccupied with the fact that Qing Ying went to the infirmary because of the pain of her menstrual period.Damn it, how could he forget, this period of time is roughly Qingying's menstrual period.

The anger that had just filled his heart suddenly turned into deep worry. Zhong Wanjun took the car keys and wanted to leave, but turned back to the second floor as if he suddenly remembered something.After searching for a while, he went downstairs with a hot water bottle in his hand.This item is almost impossible to buy in London. He bought it online and mailed it from China.

Zhong Wanjun was annoyed at himself for not paying attention while changing his shoes and walking outside.He had seen Qingying's stomachache when she was on her period, and he still remembered Qingying's first attack in England, when she rolled all over the bed in pain.He knew that Qingying's pain was due to the root cause of the disease when he was poisoned last time. After Qingying was put to sleep by Zhong Wanjun that time, Zhong Wanjun hugged Qingying and cried secretly.If he could, he would really like to let the pain happen to him.Later, he began to learn how to relieve Qing Ying's pain, boiled brown sugar water, bought a hot water bottle, and helped Qing Ying massage the Xuehai acupoint... He stayed by Qing Ying's side for these two days of every month. She was alone at home during the first attack, and she was crying in the quilt in pain. Zhong Wanjun didn't know that Qing Ying had been in pain for a day until he came back at night.With the lesson learned from that time, he never dared to leave Qingying alone during the special period. He didn't expect that he was so busy with a big case recently that he forgot about it.This case has been raging in London, the police investigation has been at an impasse, and the media is constantly putting pressure on Scotland Yard, Qingying also knows about it.Zhong Wanjun could fully guess that Qingying must have gritted her teeth and held back because she didn't want to cause trouble for herself at this juncture.

Zhong Wanjun, you big bastard!How could you forget about Qingying because of work!

Thinking of his anger towards Qingying just now, Zhong Wanjun is now full of guilt, worry, and distress.Cursing himself, he drove to University College London, not far from home.

§

After a little trouble to get the guard to let him go, Zhong Wanjun ran towards the infirmary as soon as he got out of the car.As soon as he entered the infirmary, Zhong Wanjun saw Qing Ying sleeping on the hospital bed, her face was so pale that there was no blood.

Sitting on the chair beside Qing Ying's bed was a Chinese boy.Hearing Zhong Wanjun's movement, he turned to look at him.The boy raised his hand and made a "shh" motion, signaling Zhong Wanjun not to wake Qingying.

Zhong Wanjun was worried about Qing Ying, the boy got up and pulled Zhong Wanjun over, came to the door, and asked in a low voice, "Are you Renee's family?"

Zhong Wanjun nodded: "I am." Ignoring the unhappiness in his heart seeing other boys guarding Qingying's bed, Zhong Wanjun went straight to the point and asked the question he cared most: "How is Renee?"

The boy replied: "I am Renee's senior, and my name is Qi Tian. Renee's stomach ached unbearably when she was in the library today. After I sent him to the infirmary, the teacher in the infirmary said that Renee was because of her menstrual period. I saw that she was crying in pain, and wanted to call her family, but Renee said she didn’t want to disturb her family’s work, so she refused to let me call, and said she would just sleep. She fell asleep in the infirmary One day, she woke up several times from the pain and didn’t eat anything. After the teacher in the infirmary made her drink some hot milk at night, she seemed to be better and has been sleeping until now.”

Hearing that Qing Ying was getting better, Zhong Wanjun heaved a sigh of relief: "It's a good thing she's fine."

That Qi Tian said: "Now that you are here, please take good care of her. I suggest that you don't take her home right away, it's better to wait until she wakes up tomorrow."

Zhong Wanjun nodded: "I know. Thank you for taking care of her."

Qi Tian said, "You're welcome. I'm Renee's best friend in this school, and everyone is a compatriot. It's my duty to take care of her."

After a few words, Zhong Wanjun began to feel uncomfortable again.Is he careless?Or is this person showing off his intimacy with Qingying?Zhong Wanjun was angry, but said on his face, "But I'm sorry to trouble you. When Renee wakes up tomorrow, I will take her back to our home and take good care of her." He bit hard intentionally or unintentionally, "Our As expected, the other party's complexion turned slightly darker with the words "home", but it was quickly covered up.

"That's good, I'll go first." Qi Tian maintained his demeanor.

Seeing Qi Tian leaving, Zhong Wanjun turned and entered the infirmary.He lightly sat down on the chair, looked at Qing Ying's pale face, all the unhappiness when he faced Qi Tian just now was thrown away, and the feeling in his heart was replaced by abnormal pain.Silly girl, do you think you can bear all your pain alone?

Sighing, Zhong Wanjun filled the hot water faucet with hot water, tightened the lid of the hot water bottle, put on the outer cover, gently lifted a corner of the quilt, put the hot water bottle on Qing Ying's abdomen, and then tucked her in the quilt, Sitting aside.

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