no ambiguity

Qinghe didn't notice anything outside.

In the previous half hour, she was chatting with Ye Xilin, and the two were discussing about finding a new guitarist.

It is hard to find a new guitarist, and the time is tight. It is impossible to really find a newcomer who has no performance experience to train. There is no time, but the guitarists with a little experience and good skills are snatched away, or they just don’t want to go slow. The fast train is a poor ghost.

Dreams are important, but only when you are full can you have the strength to move forward on this road.

Now the only way left is to borrow someone. Ye Xilin has already thought of two suitable candidates, so he sent a message to Qinghe to discuss and ask which one is more suitable.Qinghe picked someone he was familiar with, thinking that acquaintances would be easy to talk to, and they would be able to practice together quickly.

As soon as the news was sent out, Shen Jiahe's friend request popped up.

The little girl was more straightforward this time, the verification message was her name, and there was no other nonsense. Her profile picture was a cartoon panda wearing a hat, and she could get close to people just by looking at it.

Qinghe agreed to the application without any hesitation.It's normal for colleagues to add WeChat, there is no need to be coy, and there is nothing invisible in her circle of friends, all she sends is song sharing, not even daily updates.

After adding friends, Shen Jiahe didn't bother her, and she didn't take the initiative to ask a question, and each of them lay quietly.

Qing He didn't see the news sent by Shen Jiahe, she was still dawdling in the bathroom, soaking vigorously in the hot bath, so comfortable that her whole body's bones were almost brittle.Today is another day of running around. Although I am not as tired as yesterday, I am still tired. A bubble bath is the best.

She stayed in it for a long time, until the skin on her fingers wrinkled from the soak, and then she got up, dried her hair and went out.

Wen Ning is no longer in the room, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Guessing that this person must have something to do, maybe he was called away by some friend, Qinghe didn't find anyone, and continued to lie on the bed and play with his mobile phone.

Shen Jiahe sent two WeChat messages in a row, and the second one was an emoji, a cute Q-version villain.

Qinghe clicked into the chat interface and took a look, but didn't reply.

She doesn't like chatting, and thinks it's a waste of time. Two people who don't know each other have anything to say across a network cable, and they can meet and talk if they have something to say.After quitting WeChat, she put on headphones and listened to music, brewing inspiration.

I will be on stage next week, even if it is not a particularly important performance, but it has been more than three months since the last performance, so I have to find my feeling.Jiang Zi left, there were only two people left in the team, and the slow train couldn't disperse no matter what.

Wen Ning came back ten minutes later with a stack of papers in his hand.

To be precise, it is a paper document that is printed out.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. After going out for a day, he had to go back to Nancheng tomorrow. This person didn't plan to rest yet, and he still had to stay up late to deal with work.Qing He looked up, no longer surprised, and listened to his own song without asking.

Wen Ning put the things on the table and took off his coat.

"I'm going to take a shower."

The music in the earphones was not loud, Qing He could hear what the other party said, and responded without paying much attention.

Wen Ning's eyes fell on her mobile phone, and it took a while before she moved away.

The hot water in the bathroom is hot, flowing smoothly and rushing.

Wen Ning doesn't like to take a bath, so she rinses directly in the shower, and it will be done in about 10 minutes. After drying her body, she is ready to get dressed.

There is a washstand in the bathroom, and there is a half-length mirror in front of the washstand. The mirror surface is blurred by water vapor and is wet.Before getting dressed, she habitually raised her hand to wipe off the water and glanced in the mirror.

It was just an inadvertent move, but when she saw herself in the mirror, she slowed down instantly.There were a few scratches on her left shoulder, a few centimeters long, not deep, just a little bit of skin damage, and it didn't hurt, but it looked a little scary.

Putting on clothes slowly, Wen Ning went out.

Qinghe was already lying on the bed and was going to sleep, she turned sideways, with one foot sticking out of the quilt, and began to be dishonest before she fell asleep.

There is an extra cup of hot coffee on the bedside table, freshly brewed.

Wen Ning saw it as soon as he approached, and then turned his head to look, Qing He didn't respond at all, as if he didn't notice her coming out at all.

She lifted the quilt to go to bed and bumped into him accidentally.

Qing He's brows were almost knit together, she seemed unhappy, and said angrily: "Stay away, don't touch me."

Wen Ning pretended not to hear.

Qinghe fell asleep very quickly, breathing evenly and regularly, and her chest rose and fell.

I fell asleep and calmed down, and my guard was not so heavy.At some point, the man who was still fierce when he was awake moved unconsciously, moved back a little, and rested his back against Wen Ning's leg peacefully.

Wen Ning looked down, and helped to tuck up the corner of the quilt.

A quiet night.

The lights on the street were turned off one by one, and the blurred colors of the night dissipated, followed by a long queue of traffic. The prosperity of City S will never end, no matter day or night.

The plane pierced through the sky and arrived in Nancheng nearly three hours later.

The familiar flavor of hometown blows over her face, Qinghe feels much refreshed, and her mood is completely new.

Uncle Yang came to pick them up. There is an aunt at home who cooks. The wife and wife can eat directly as soon as they get home, and they don’t have to pack their luggage.

It is comfortable to be served by someone, even if the treatment is only half a day plus one night.There is no need to go to work today, let alone do other things, as soon as Qing He goes back, he will lie down in the room with his dead body, until he gets dizzy before getting up for dinner.

Compared with her idleness, Wen Ning was much more busy. She went home to have a meal and then went to the magazine office. After finishing the work in the agency, she went to the company. There is no time to take a breath.

There are still quite a lot of assets under this person's name. There are more than one company. After staying in S City for two days, many jobs have been put on hold, and now they have to rush to work.

But no matter how hard he rushed, he still had to go back to Wen's old house the next day, and he had to bring Qinghe with him.

The Wen family's old house is not in the center of the city, nor is it on the second ring road, but in the old city near the ring expressway, between the fourth and fifth ring roads.The environment of the old town is not bad, quite in the 80s style of Nancheng. The surrounding houses are relatively low and sparse, with large green areas, red walls and blue tiles, high iron fences, western-style street lamps, and tall and straight ginkgo trees can be seen everywhere.

Wen's house is also a single-family villa, but it is more grand than the one they live in. It has a small garden and artificial lake, front and back yards, and even a small pavilion.The decoration in the villa is antique and in line with the old man's consistent aesthetics, showing grandeur everywhere.

Qinghe has only been here twice, and this is the second time.

Except for Wen Ning, she was not familiar with the rest of the Wen family, only slightly better than a stranger.

The situation of the Wen family is more complicated. The old man has been married twice, and his current wife is Shi Nianying, who is only eight years older than Wen Ning.The old man and Shi Nianying have a son, Wen Ning's half-brother, Wen Encheng, who is only ten years old.

Shi Nianying and Wen Ning didn't deal with each other very well. They have been afraid of this stepdaughter since the first day they entered the house, and they still can't let go of it, especially after Wen Encheng was born.

Wen Ning looked down on this woman, let alone her precious son, and his relationship with the old man was not good.After graduating, she has been working alone, she has long since stopped relying on the Wen family, and she doesn't have to look at other people's faces when she enters the house.

Wen Ning's mother, surnamed Nie, divorced the old man more than ten years ago. After dividing a large amount of property, she immigrated to Sweden. A few years ago, she formed a new family with a foreign man and never came back.

In short, the family relationship of the Wen family is quite special.

But no matter what, when a large family gathers for dinner, you still have to do superficial work, and you can't put your mind on your face.Moreover, not only a few of them came to dinner tonight, there were also a dozen or so cousins ​​and cousins, and the formation was quite large.

Before coming, Wen Ning prepared two gifts, and bought Qinghe's one together, one was high-quality tea, and the other was calligraphy and painting that he bought a while ago.The old man was very satisfied with these two gifts, he rarely gave a smiling face, and his attitude softened a lot.

The old man has always treated Wen Ning and Wen Encheng equally, and he will not be too partial on the surface. This time he is happy, so he is happy in front of everyone, and he drags Wen Ning to the study upstairs alone, saying that he wants to chat alone chat.Father and daughter, we haven't seen each other for a month or two, so we have to catch up.

Shi Nianying's face was not very good-looking, her eyes were slightly dark, and she immediately pulled her son.

Wen Encheng is still young, but he already knows how to read words and expressions. The little boy is very clever, and immediately said loudly obediently: "Sister, I will make tea for you and Dad!"

Many relatives were present, and no one would speculate about a half-grown child with malice. Several elders even smiled and praised Wen Encheng for being sensible.

The old man looked back, but said nothing.

Wen Ning didn't respond, as if he couldn't hear.

The father and daughter went upstairs together, not even leaving their backs to the people downstairs.

Wen Encheng felt aggrieved, his mouth shrunk, tears were faintly in his eyes, and he watched them go up eagerly.

Qing He was watching the play, feeling amused.

The little bastard is not very old, but he is quite good at fighting for favor, and he doesn't care about the occasion. Now that he kicks the nail board, he is clearly asking for grievances and crying. He is worthless enough.

She didn't stay downstairs for long, and didn't want to get involved in these messy fights, so she went to the upstairs room after a while, planning to wait for Wen Ning to finish talking and come out.

The detached villa is a three-story bungalow, and the easternmost side of the third floor is Wen Ning's room.Although this person moved out of Wen's house a long time ago, the old man has always insisted on leaving this room list to her, and no one can move it. Not only does he clean it regularly, he also asks the aunt at home to come up and change the bedding on a regular basis, so that Wen Ning will come back suddenly. .

Qinghe has the key to that room, so she can go in as she pleases.

The layout of the room is similar to the last time I came, the curtains are drawn, and the lighting effect is excellent.

Maybe it was because the light was too good, Qinghe saw the photo frame on the bookshelf after entering the door.The last time I came here, there were only books on the bookshelf, not this stuff.

The photo is a group photo, there are four people on it, besides Wen Ning, Qi Rui'an, Lian He Min, and a strange girl who has never seen before.

Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and could not help but approach slowly.