The rumored Chen Qianqian side story

What to tell you?

Ye Cuican blinked her eyes and said nothing, trying to recall the scene before and after, but found that she couldn't think of any suspicious causal connection.

At this moment, the red light in front of her turned green, and she calmly turned her head and drove seriously. After a while, she said:

"I was talking to myself just now, didn't I scare you?"

Talking to himself... Qu Chenyi said lightly, "That's good", he paused, and spoke again two seconds later:

"Otherwise I thought you were rejecting my pursuit."

"Ah?" Ye Cuican was so startled that she almost put her foot on the brake, but she stabilized her foot halfway. She glanced at the rearview mirror, stepped on the accelerator quickly, kept her eyes fixed for a while, and then said:

"Are you after me?"

I do not know how?

One did not send a love letter, two did not send flowers, and three did not confess.

Where does it seem to be pursuing her?

What an international joke!

Taking advantage of the red light, she turned her head to look at the man who was smiling at her with a slightly serious expression, and said proudly like a queen:

"Either you are too good at joking, or you are not sincere enough, so I don't feel it, a little bit, no, yes."

"Then do you feel it now?" Qu Chenyi smiled handsomely, took out a small delicate envelope from his pocket and handed it to Ye Cuican, seeing that she wanted to open it immediately, he stretched out his hand to block it again, and said softly:

"Drive carefully, watch it when you get home"

"...", Ye Cuican paused when he was opening the envelope, and after two seconds, he slightly hooked his lips, and put the envelope in the storage box beside him, with a brisk and easy voice:

"People who engage in art are different. They confess and hand over love letters in person."

It really suits her.

Yes, Ye Cuican has the habit of studying love letters--

As a peerless beauty, she has received countless love letters since she was a child. At first she was so innocent that she was too embarrassed to read them, but later she gradually found pleasure in them, and began to enjoy reading them.

Sometimes she even felt that the reason for her poor academic performance was because too many love letters took up too much study time, which made her have no time to study hard and improve every day.

At that time, she was quite stupid, and she didn't realize that she had to hide the love letter. The cleaner and the lady saw it, and the lady and the lady tutted it out, without saying a word, and assigned her a homework--

Pick up typos for the love letter, and translate it all into English by the way.

Since then, her Chinese and English scores have soared all the way, and in the end, she was lucky enough to become a lifesaver for her to get a transfer qualification from a prestigious school.

So in Ye Cuican's heart, love letters are of extraordinary significance to her--

They are the little angels who accompany her countless nights without her parents, the small stove that makes her feel the warmth everywhere, the library that fills her somewhat empty head, and even the cultivation that makes her yearn for beautiful love base.

If possible, she would like to be with love letters for the rest of her life.

It was only when she went to college that she realized that before she was only focused on correcting typos, admiring love letters, and translating love letters, she forgot that falling in love was the ultimate goal. She stomped her little feet in annoyance and vowed to have a beautiful love.

But when she realizes that she wants to fall in love and wants to fall in love, writing love letters is no longer popular in the world--

Bold confession in person, timid text message confession, moderate telephone confession.

After being confessed countless times, Ye Cuican sadly found that no one wrote her warm and touching love letters anymore, and she was really incapable of accepting confessions that were not warm and touching, so she had to waste time.

Until she couldn't bear to kiss her aunt, and started to be more enthusiastic than Ms. He to give her a blind date, so she wanted to experience a blind date on a whim, and met Li Fang who didn't write love letters to her but was knowledgeable and spoke like a love letter. rice.

And then, one day, under Li Fangmi's epic words of love, she agreed to marry herself.

After getting married, Li Fangmi is still so knowledgeable, but his words are becoming less and less fanciful, and it’s fine if he doesn’t. After all, no foolish fisherman will feed bait to a fish that has already been hooked.

But Ye Cuican is keenly aware that Li Fangmi has a tendency to let go of himself more and more and run in the opposite direction.

Fortunately, because of the signal, she didn't have the chance to meet Li Fangmi who ran to the end in the opposite direction. The marriage of the two ended at the stage when each other still had a hazy beauty, which was considered a good relationship.

At this moment, Ye Cuichan sighed.

Unexpectedly, she, who was divorced, would meet the person who wrote her a love letter again, which really echoed the old saying:

There is always a way out.

There is another village in the dark.

The ancients never lied to me.

Ye Cuican glanced at the envelope, suddenly very happy, even a little jumpy, thinking that he must study it carefully when he gets home, and feel the long-lost true love in the world.

She sensed that Qu Chenyi had been looking at her since just now, with a tender face on his face, but she proudly did not turn her head, but slightly raised the corner of the other side of her lips--

If there is no signal, my sister is a confident master who can go to the clouds, this affectionate gaze, come on, it's okay, my sister can bear it.

The car parked in the garage, and after getting out of the car, Qu Chenyi said that in order to express his gratitude, he would send Ye Cuichan to the door of his house, Ye Cuichan waved his little hand coolly:

"It's okay, our community is safe, and there are not so many bad people in peacetime."

Hearing this, Qu Chenyi smiled, didn't insist, got off the elevator first, turned around and watched the elevator close.

When Ye Cuican returned home, she threw off her high heels and couldn't change her clothes, so she couldn't wait to open the envelope to take a look.

But she rummaged through the small envelope for a long time, only to find a bookmark in the shape of a thin rose-gold leaf, let alone a love letter, she didn't turn out half a word.

After confirming again and again, she began to wonder, did Qu Chenyi even feel moved after writing the love letter, and forgot to put the letter in the envelope in a moment of excitement?

But... Qu Chenyi doesn't look like the kind of person who would make such an oolong.

She sat on the sofa, held up the bookmark and looked at the light, wanting to see if it was possible that Qu Chenyi had romantically engraved the words on the leaves.

If so, then this Qu Chenyi is really a master, knowing that sooner or later the love letter written on paper will be packed into non-recyclable garbage and buried in the dark abyss.

But engraved on metal, not only is it indelible, but it is also a very environmentally friendly recyclable garbage. Maybe there will be a chance for the phoenix to reincarnate in the future.

Thinking of this, Ye Cuichan was moved by Qu Chenyi, no, by her own romance--

After reading so many love letters, she deeply felt that she was a unique connoisseur of love letters in this world. If she became a man, she should be able to use love letters as a weapon to walk sideways in this world and capture the hearts of all the beauties she wanted.

But she also knows that she can't ask too much of others, because not everyone has the opportunity to be as well-informed as she is, read love letters, and know all kinds of routines.

So when she squinted for a long time and found that there were only thin and delicate lines on the gold leaf, and there were no hieroglyphs, she was not very disappointed.

Just laughing at myself and shaking my head--

In the era of fast food, even marriages are fast food, and the pre-dinner appetizers like love letters should really be out.

"jiojio--"

Little Mung Bean's pleasant voice came from the open window, and Ye Cuican happily walked towards it, "Where did you go today?"

I didn't see the little mung bean when I came back just now, I thought I couldn't bear the loneliness and ran away, but it turned out that I went for a drive.

"Have you eaten yet?" Ye Cuican took out the bird food I just bought today from her bag, poured it into the palm of her hand and stretched it out in front of Little Mung Bean, "Try this and see if you like it, Mommy bought it for you, are you impressed?"

The little mung bean jiojioed twice, and turned its head to the side, with an expression that I was angry that I would not eat it. Ye Cuichan was stunned, thinking what happened to this foodie today, so she stretched out her hand and twisted its neck and brought it to her eyes:

"What's the matter? Who bullied you? Tell Mommy, Mommy will help you pull out its feathers!"

The guy who was originally docile and allowed Ye Cuican to twist his neck, was stimulated by some words, and suddenly fluttered and flapped his wings to escape. Ye Cuican hurriedly let go of his hand and asked puzzledly:

"What's the matter?"

"Jiojio!", Little Mung Bean flew to the coffee table and stopped, yelling at Ye Cuican with a look of dismay.

Ye Cuican looked at it in confusion for a while, sighed and got up suddenly, and said seriously:

"When you are in a bad mood, learn to self-regulate"

After she finished speaking, she did a kung fu master's breathing movement, "See? In this way, inhale, exhale, come again, inhale, exhale... you can practice a hundred times and you will be fine."

After finishing speaking, she stroked her hair, "You can't get used to it, I'm going to take a bath, you practice slowly"