Time makes you fall

◎Go home◎

Zhu Yao reached out to push open the glass door, and when the elderly shopping guide aunt came over, Zhu Yao easily opened Qu Qingcheng's hand.

Qu Qingcheng glanced at Zhu Yao.

The two walked in one after the other.

The shopping guide asked: "Look at the frame or invisible?"

Qu Qingcheng took out the pair of glasses that Zhu Yao stepped on and broke his legs last night, out of his bag: "This pair of glasses was made by you, and the temple was accidentally broken, can it be repaired?"

The shopping guide took it over: "How did you do this? It's quite expensive."

Zhu Yao saw Qu Qingcheng's face flushed, "Just...not careful."

The shopping guide held it and took a closer look: "Fortunately, the broken part is the connection part. The temple itself is not broken, and it can be repaired. Wait a minute."

She walked into the optician's room with the glasses and went to find the optician in the store.

As soon as she walked away, Zhu Yao and Qu Qingcheng suddenly felt embarrassed.

After all...the two held hands just now.

One looked to the left and the other looked to the right, as if they were all very interested in the glasses on the counter.

The more silent, the more embarrassing.

Zhu Yao had nothing to say: "This store... has a lot of glasses."

She wished she could bite off her tongue after she finished speaking—how silly!This is how many glasses can there be in an optical shop? !

Fortunately, Qu Qingcheng was very generous, and said in harmony, "Mmm...the glasses in this store are pretty good."

No more words.

This time, Qingcheng took the initiative to change the song and said, "I asked you to accompany me to get my glasses fitted, didn't it delay your other things?"

"I'm fine." Zhu Yao said, "And I can look at my glasses by the way, which is great."

"Do you want glasses?" Qu Qingcheng asked, "Are you nearsighted?"

"Hi, no." Zhu Yao was a little embarrassed: "When I'm not filming and resting, don't I play games a lot? I always wanted to buy a pair of anti-blue light glasses, but I never had a chance to come to the optical shop."

"That's it." Qu Qingcheng walked to Zhu Yao's side: "What kind do you like? I can help you choose together."

Looks like a spectacle expert.

Zhu Yao wanted to laugh a little, she felt that Qu Qingcheng really looked like a responsible teacher at any time, serious and cute.

The mouth responded: "Okay, you help me choose."

It was originally a matter proposed to alleviate the embarrassment, but both of them paid attention to it, and it became Qu Qingcheng who seriously helped Zhu Yao choose glasses.

Zhu Yao thought that when she played games in the future, she would always wear the glasses that Qu Qingcheng had chosen for her, which made her feel a little sweet.

"How about this one?"

Qu Qingcheng said softly, "It looks good, but the design of the nose pads makes it uncomfortable to wear for a long time."

"What about this pair?"

"It's a bit heavy."

In the end, the two chose three pairs together, one with a square black frame and two pairs of tortoiseshell, one dark and one light.

Zhu Yao tried it on in the mirror.

She was filming Xiaozhi's high school scene today. She has long straight black hair tied into a ponytail, and her temples are tightly tied. When she took off her glasses, the temples were hanging on them and pulled slightly.

Qu Qingcheng said softly, "I'll come."

She helped Zhu Yao take off her glasses with such gentle movements.Zhu Yao is a little taller than her, and if she wants to see Zhu Yao's sideburns clearly, she has to keep her face up.

Gentle sniff, a little bit on Zhu Yao's chin.

By this time, Zhu Yao could clearly smell the camellia-like fragrance from Qu Qingcheng's body.

When Qu Qingcheng touched Zhu Yao's ear with her fingers, Zhu Yao dodged suddenly. She knew that her ears were hot and she didn't want Qu Qingcheng to find out.

Qu Qingcheng said: "Why are you overreacting?" with a little bit of blame.

Only by peeling off the coat of blame can we see a little bit of grievance hidden inside.

It was this little bit of grievance that made Zhu Yao's brain so hot that he somehow said the truth: "I want to kiss you."

Qu Qingcheng: "..."

Another moment of silence.

While Qu Qingcheng raised his fingers slightly, Zhu Yao said, "There are still two pairs of glasses that I haven't tried yet."

Qu Qingcheng let out a somewhat surprised "Mmm", and turned his hands to get the glasses on the counter.

Zhu Yao regretted to death.

She really wanted to know, if she could hold back the embarrassment and wait a little longer, what would Qu Qingcheng's raised finger do to her?

Anyway, now, Qu Qingcheng just used gentle movements to help Zhu Yao put on the next pair of glasses.

But just an action to help Zhu Yao tidy up the hair around his ear is enough to make Zhu Yao's heart beat.

The ears pressed under the temples of the glasses became hotter and hotter.

She noticed that Qu Qingcheng looked at her face once, and then looked again.

An idea came to Zhu Yao's mind - she couldn't be the only one with burning ears.

So she asked Qu Qingcheng: "Does it look good?"

Qu Qingcheng said, "It's pretty."

Zhu Yao asked: "Am I pretty or glasses?"

Qu Qingcheng glanced at her.

Zhu Yao: "Huh?"

Qu Qingcheng said, "You look good with glasses."

Zhu Yao said, "Qu Qingcheng, you have become cunning."

"Obviously when I was 17 years old, you praised me for being beautiful."

Qu Qingcheng's face began to show a faint pink like her lips, and her eyes turned to the side.

Zhu Yao took off his glasses, lowered his head and approached Qu Qingcheng: "Qu Qingcheng?"

Qu Qingcheng took the glasses from Zhu Yao's hands: "The glasses are beautiful."

Zhu Yao's heart wobbled and sank.

But Qu Qingcheng said softly, "You look better."

Zhu Yao's heart bounced back from the bottom, and then jumped again, hitting the wall of her heart, so loud that she suspected that Qu Qingcheng beside her could hear it.

She boldly asked, "How good-looking is it?"

"Good to see..." Qu Qingcheng held his glasses and lowered his head: "I want to kiss you too."

******

The air is still for a while, as if the nose and the slow-flowing air are stagnant.

Zhu Yao lowered her head slightly and looked at Qu Qingcheng in front of her. Her long hair was pulled behind her ears by an unnatural raising of her hand just now, revealing her small ears, which began to show through like her lips and cheeks. Produce a light powder.

She wasn't sure if Qu Qingcheng was sweating, because the scent of camellia on Qu Qingcheng's body became more and more obvious.

Qu Qingcheng lowered his head, looking at the tortoiseshell glasses in his hand.

From Zhu Yao's perspective, one could see Qu Qingcheng's lips trembling slightly under Qu Qingcheng's pretendingly calm face.

Zhu Yao's own fingertips were trembling at the same frequency.

Should she kiss it?

She would like to, but this is an optical shop.

Zhu Yao looked around guiltily.

This is a small optical shop. The location is relatively remote, the price is not low, and the business should not be very good. There is only one shopping guide in the shop. He entered the dispensing room with Qu Qingcheng's glasses and never came out again.

It seems that he is not worried about other customers in the store, and there are indeed no other customers in the store.

that--

Zhu Yao lowered his head slightly, Qu Qingcheng's pink ears were getting bigger and bigger in Zhu Yao's pupils.

Another centimeter, and Zhu Yao will kiss Qu Qingcheng's ear.

Qu Qingcheng didn't hide.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps: "Girl, you are so lucky! These glasses have been repaired for you directly!"

Why did the shopping guide aunt come out at this time? !

Startled, Zhu Yao suddenly raised his head, and the tip of his nose lightly brushed against Qu Qingcheng's auricle.

Qu Qingcheng buried his head even lower, his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

The shopping guide looked at them.

Zhu Yao laughed awkwardly: "Why are you getting dust on your ears? Hahaha."

Qu Qingcheng: "..."

The shopping guide took another look at the two of them, without saying anything, and handed the glasses to Qu Qingcheng: "Can you take a look at this?"

Qu Qingcheng took it and looked at it: "Very good, thank you."

Then he handed the tortoiseshell frame that he had just put down to the shopping guide: "There is still this pair, please add a pair of flat anti-blue light lenses."

"How much is the total?"

Zhu Yao hurriedly said, "I'll come."

Qu Qingcheng glanced at her: "I want to see you off, is that okay?"

Zhu Yao coaxed: "...OK."

Why not, Qu Qingcheng can say this, she is so happy.

Of course it's not for money, but for the sake of wearing the glasses that Qu Qingcheng gave her when playing games in the future.

The shopping guide calculated the money and gave them a [-]% discount. Qu Qingcheng swiped his phone to pay for the order. The shopping guide gave them a bill of lading and agreed to pick up Zhu Yao's glasses in three days.

Qu Qingcheng took the thank you, and the two walked out of the optical shop together.

Qu Qingcheng smiled and said, "Auntie the shopping guide really didn't recognize you."

Zhu Yao also smiled: "I just told you that I'm not that popular, and my dramas are still watched by young people a lot."

Qu Qingcheng handed over the bill of lading in his hand: "Take it away."

Zhu Yao didn't answer: "You can keep it for me...can't you?"

Qu Qingcheng glanced at her.

Zhu Yao scratched her head: "Let me be the main one...forget about it..."

Qu Qingcheng pursed his lips, as if he couldn't hold back his laughter, and didn't expose Zhu Yao, so he put the bill of lading into his bag.

At this moment, Qu Qingcheng's cell phone rang, and Qu Qingcheng picked it up: "Mom."

Zhu Yao's heart skipped a beat.

Qu Qingcheng picked up the phone, but glanced at Zhu Yao: "I haven't left yet...Leaving now..."

Zhu Yao suddenly found that the place where they were standing was too crowded and the whistle was too loud, but it couldn't stop Qu Qingcheng's soft voice answering the phone, like a thin thread wrapped around her neck, making her breathless and unable to breathe. Do not step aside.

She rummaged through the pockets of her trousers, but couldn't find any cigarettes and lighters. Then she remembered that she had left the set in such a hurry that she forgot to take the cigarettes and lighters out of her school uniform pocket.

Standing at the side of the road at a loss, pacing back and forth, listening to crows from nowhere, chirping overhead.

As the sun was setting, Qu Qingcheng hung up the phone and walked slowly towards her in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Zhu Yao."

Zhu Yao had to look up at her.

"My mother called and said that my father and Mr. Zhao had already left school and told me to go back quickly."

"Well, haha." Zhu Yao didn't know what he was laughing at, and it was more embarrassing than laughing at the optical shop just now: "Then I'll go first, I have something else to do."

Actually nothing.

Qu Qingcheng looked at Zhu Yao: "Don't laugh."

"I'll say it again... If you stop me, I won't go."

"Why did I stop you? Haha." Zhu Yao was still laughing, her mind was full of the phone call Zhu Yinglan called her at noon, with a dejected and vicious voice: "That bastard Qi Shengjun..."

Qu Qingcheng let out an "oh".

Zhu Yao stretched out his hand: "You'd better give me the bill of lading for my glasses."

"I guess you... are quite busy, so I won't waste your time."

Qu Qingcheng pursed his lips.

Zhu Yao stretched out his hand stubbornly, and the two confronted each other for a while, then Qu Qingcheng took out the bill of lading from his bag and handed it to Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao stuffed it into his pocket, but he still refused to turn around and leave.

Qu Qingcheng said, "Then how about...you go with me."

******

Zhu Yao didn't know why he got into Qu Qingcheng's car.

In the car, I also received a call from Sister Mao, asking if I would like to order salad for Zhu Yao in the evening. Zhu Yao hesitated for a while, saying that he was still doing something outside, but Sister Mao hung up the phone without saying anything.

He didn't even tell Zhu Yao to eat less carbohydrates.

When Zhu Yao put away his phone, he couldn't help but glance at Qu Qingcheng from the end of his eyes.

Qu Qingcheng held the steering wheel and asked calmly, "Are you listening to music?"

"……OK."

"This folk singer seems to be very popular now." Qu Qingcheng played a random playlist, and she didn't seem to be familiar with it.

"I saw her once at an event."

"Oh, how are you?"

"Then I don't know... I just said hello."

"That's it."

A red light, bad luck.Then a green light, good luck.

But the next one turned into a red light again, bad luck.

But if the light is green all the way, the car will soon drive to Qu Qingcheng's parents' house, and he will have to face Mr. Zhao, isn't that bad luck?

If there is a red light all the way, Zhu Yao can spend a little longer alone with Qu Qingcheng in the car, isn't that good luck?

Like now, chatting about unimportant topics, like two ostriches.

Zhu Yao believed that neither she nor Qu Qingcheng really cared about the folk singer, whether he was good or not.

Ever since seeing Qu Qingcheng just now, Zhu Yao felt that his head was buried in the sand all the time.

It seems that if you don't want to hear it or mention it, the fact that Qu Qingcheng wants to see Mr. Zhao doesn't exist.

She couldn't accept it, and she couldn't open her mouth to stop it, so she could only indulge her ostrich mentality all the way.

Even when the car was about to drive to Qu Qingcheng's parents' house and saw Mr. Zhao himself, Zhu Yao was still at large.

She heard a song and said with a smile: "I have seen this singer before. It is a New Year's Eve party. I am very funny."

"He told a bad joke at the time."

Zhu Yao told the cold joke again: Officer Wang received a very difficult case and used up three bottles of hand cream.

Qu Qingcheng let out a "huh", staring at the slightly congested traffic ahead, and the red taillights of the brakes were reflected on her face.

She didn't smile.

Zhu Yao licked his lips in embarrassment and stopped talking.

I don't know whether it was good luck or bad luck. After the red light and green light, the car drove to the gate of Qu Qingcheng's parents' community.

Zhu Yao looked at a fruit shop, hesitating whether to buy some fruit,

But then I thought, tonight's protagonist is Mr. Zhao, and she is just a casual eater. Wouldn't it be too formal and a bit overwhelming to buy things at the door?

She swallowed back the words "Do you want to buy some fruit" that was on her lips.

Qu Qingcheng skillfully drove the car to the underground parking lot.

Turned off the fire and sat still.

Zhu Yao asked, "Aren't you going to get out of the car?"

It was a coincidence that she asked, and as soon as she finished speaking, Qu Qingcheng's cell phone rang and kept ringing.

Zhu Yao asked, "Aren't you going to answer?"

Qu Qingcheng said: "You don't need to look to know that it is my mother who is urging me, and it must be my father and the others who have already arrived."

Zhu Yao felt a block in his heart.

Mr. Zhao, whom Qu Qingcheng is about to meet, is hidden in the understatement of "they".

Zhu Yao licked his lips again: "Then let's go."

She reached out to push the car door, but she didn't expect a "click".

Qu Qingcheng locked the car door.

Zhu Yao had no choice but to retract her hand and look at Qu Qingcheng.

Qu Qingcheng looked ahead and didn't look at Zhu Yao, and stared at a Smart with false eyelashes on the opposite side: "Zhu Yao."

"You were in the optical shop just now, did you want to kiss me?"

Zhu Yao panicked: "I... didn't..."

Qu Qingcheng smiled.

It unlocked again with a "click", pushed the door open, and Zhu Yao got out of the car in one step.

******

It was Mother Qu who came to open the door.

The moment Zhu Yao saw Mother Qu, her heart ached.

The sourness comes from the fact that Mother Qu took good care of her.

So much so that when Zhu Yao saw her five years ago, her appearance didn't change much at all. Zhu Yao could still remember Qu's mother holding her injured hand and said "Let me see" very distressed. Wei Wei took a little blame.

That was the tone Zhu Yao hadn't heard from Zhu Yinglan for many years.

Yes, another reason for my heartache came from Zhu Yinglan.

Qu Qingcheng was six years older than Zhu Yao, and Qu's mother was correspondingly older than Zhu Yinglan. The last time we met, Zhu Yao also felt that Qu's mother was a more mature and stable elegant woman than Zhu Yinglan.

Seeing her this time, she felt that Qu's mother was so young.

Much younger than Zhu Yinglan.

Compared with Zhu Yinglan's dry and yellow hair, drooping face, and cloudy eyes, she is much younger.

The sourness in my heart was too strong, and it hit Zhu Yao's eyes sour, and he had to lower his head.

The moment before he bowed his head, Zhu Yao saw Qu's mother and found a young woman beside Qu Qingcheng, and was obviously startled: "You..."

Qu Qingcheng said calmly, "Zhu Yao, my student came to our house for dinner five years ago, remember?"

Mother Qu was startled again, as if she quickly remembered Zhu Yao, she kindly took Zhu Yao's hand: "So it's Xiao Zhu! Good boy, I haven't seen you for several years."

Then he asked Zhu Yao: "Why do you look so beautiful?"

Zhu Yao always felt that Qu's mother was relieved.

She raised her head and smiled, "Not as pretty as Auntie, nor... Teacher Qu."

Mother Qu laughed: "Hey, it seems that you can talk better than before?" Then she asked Zhu Yao: "Have you graduated from university? What do you do now?"

Qu Qingcheng said for Zhu Yao: "She is an actress, she is filming a movie, and the studio is rented across from my house. When I met her, I asked her to have dinner with me."

Mother Qu was a little surprised: "Actor?"

Obviously, she and Papa Qu, two university professors, could not have watched those traffic dramas that Zhu Yao acted in before.

To be honest, Zhu Yao didn't have any classic roles before, but his mix is ​​not too bad.In this era of "popularity is king", she can hardly hear that kind of calm tone from people's mouths.

Inexplicably, Zhu Yao had a feeling that her career, in front of Qu Qingcheng's family, who was a model for the whole family, was a dwarf.

She blushed.

At this time, Qu Qingcheng added a sentence from the side: "The movie that Zhu Yao is making is directed by Mei Weilin."

Mother Qu laughed: "I know about Mei Weilin, his movies are good."

At that moment, Zhu Yao's desire to play Director Mei's movie well was extremely strong.

There was a sound of kicking footsteps.

Father Qu's figure appeared: "Why haven't you come in? Occupying my daughter and talking secretly at the door."

Zhu Yao greeted first: "Hello, Uncle."

Mother Qu turned her head and said with a smile: "This is Xiaozhu, remember? Qingqing's former student came to our house for dinner."

Father Qu shook hands with Zhu Yao formally: "Of course I remember, good boy with rules, come in quickly."

Mother Qu said mysteriously: "There are guests at home today, and Aunt Zhang has cooked delicious dishes. You are lucky."

Qu Qingcheng said calmly: "Mom, what you said sounds like someone deliberately came here to grab a meal."

The four of them walked in together, with Zhu Yao dragging at the end, looking at Qu Qingcheng's soft hands, which were held by her just now, swaying gently in the sleeves of the windbreaker.

If you hold these hands now, will you be able to run away with Qu Qingcheng before seeing Mr. Zhao?

But Zhu Yinglan's depressed and vicious voice kept ringing in Zhu Yao's ears: "Qi Shengjun, that bastard..."

Father Qu, who finally walked in the front, said, "This is Xiao Zhao, the youngest and most promising associate professor in our school."

"This is my daughter, Qu Qingcheng."

Zhu Yao thought many times about what Qu Qingcheng would be like when facing Mr. Zhao.

Perhaps very indifferent, expressing his dissatisfaction with the blind date with a cold face.

Maybe very nervous, if she wants to have a successful blind date and make a good impression on Mr. Zhao.

But Zhu Yao didn't expect that Qu Qingcheng would be so generous, and smiled gently at Mr. Zhao: "Hello."

Mr. Zhao was more nervous than Qu Qingcheng: "Hello,"

Zhu Yao felt that Qu Qingcheng's state was extremely familiar.

She thought for a while, then remembered——

That was a typical Qu Qingcheng's attitude towards students.

How could Qu Qingcheng treat Mr. Zhao like a student?Zhu Yao can't figure it out.

At that time, she suddenly thought of the large tattoo on Qu Qingcheng's back.

What kind of person is Qu Qingcheng?She never wanted to see through.

Father Qu introduced Zhu Yao: "This is Xiao Zhu, Qingqing's former student."

Mother Qu added: "It's an actor, and now it's filming a movie directed by Mei Weilin. You know Mei Weilin, right?"

"I know." Mr. Zhao said with a smile: "I saw you at the party, real people are more beautiful, hello."

Zhu Yao had no choice but to put on a smiling face: "Hello."

The corners of the lips are hooked up, and the peak of the lips is curved. Is this a smile?

Well, it should be.

Mother Qu said: "You young people sit down first, and Lao Qu and I will help Aunt Zhang cook." She smiled at Mr. Zhao enthusiastically, "Xiao Zhao, try some of Auntie's specialty dishes later."

Mr. Zhao said, "Don't be too troublesome."

Mother Qu: "No trouble, no trouble." Pulling Father Qu away, she winked at Zhu Yao before leaving.

Zhu Yao understood that it was a signal that Qu's mother wanted her to assist.

After the parents left, Qu Qingcheng said, "Sit down."

All three sat down.

Mr. Zhao sat alone in a three-person seat, while Qu Qingcheng and Zhu Yao sat in two single-person seats, with a long tea table in between.

All three of them had gentle and polite smiles, but they had their own thoughts.

It was Zhu Yao who spoke first: "What does Mr. Zhao teach?"

Qu Qingcheng glanced at her.

Mr. Zhao said: "I teach ancient literature."

Zhu Yao was a little confused.

Mr. Zhao said to Qu Qingcheng: "I heard from Professor Qu that Ms. Qu likes "Wen Xin Diao Long" very much?"

Qu Qingcheng responded with a few words, and the two of them said some uncommon old sayings like "Break the muscles and separate the divisions, and only work in compromise".

Zhu Yao stared at the basket of apples on the coffee table, thinking deeply about why he asked Mr. Zhao what he taught.

Qu Qingcheng suddenly changed the subject: "Mr. Zhao bought the apple?"

"Hmm, I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought some apples, blueberries and raspberries."

Zhu Yao didn't know what he was thinking, so he reached out to pick up an apple, and then picked up the fruit knife next to him.

Both Qu Qingcheng and Mr. Zhao looked at her.

Zhu Yao lowered his head: "You talk about yours, I'll peel an apple for everyone to eat."

The author says:

Oh Huo actually went home together, what will Xiao Zhu do?See you in the next chapter!

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