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"Hey, eat!" Feng's father smiled and brought food to Feng Qingcheng, Feng's mother held the rice bowl and asked: "What did you want to say just now?"

"I just want to say that I saw Aunt Lu Qing this week!" Feng Qingcheng swallowed her food before explaining.Mother-in-law Feng didn't speak immediately, she turned around to fetch a spoon for Feng Qingcheng and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"...No, mother, your focus is wrong!" Feng Qingcheng did not repent, and continued to call Fengmu as mother. Fengmu had always doted on Feng Qingcheng, and did not mention her again.The two are mother and daughter in seniority, but many times, Feng Qingcheng feels more like friends with her mother. She understands herself and knows how to get along with her.Feng Qingcheng leaned over to look at Fengmu's face, and said questioningly: "Shouldn't you pay more attention to Aunt Lu Qing? She hasn't come to our house for a long time, I saw you!"

"Well, didn't you invite her to be a guest?" Mother Feng just responded indifferently, without seeing anything, Feng Qingcheng immediately nodded and said: "Of course, I said we miss her very much." Feng Qingcheng I didn't see the meaning of happiness from my mother's face, and I felt that the rhythm was wrong.In the past, when Lu Qing came to the house, the whole family was very happy, and Feng's mother also seemed to be happy. Now, it seemed that her mother didn't want Lu Qing to come, and Feng Qingcheng was thinking blindly.

"Chengcheng, how's your graduation thesis going?" Feng's father spoke suddenly, and the topic changed.Feng Qingcheng didn't answer very carefully, and didn't mention the matter of Long Qingque and his party. In addition, he was always hesitating whether to call Long Qingque to see the situation at home, so the speed of eating was faster than before. up.

After Long Qingque finished eating, he got into his house. Feng's father laughed and joked: "This child, is he in love?" Following Feng's father's words, Feng's mother looked up at the closed door and sighed. "It's better, otherwise I will worry that she won't be able to marry, and letting her see a boy is like killing her." Fengmu shook her head again and again, and what Feng Qingcheng said just now flashed in her heart: It's Lu Qing, how is Lu Qing recently?

"Maybe she has someone she likes. If you introduce her like this, you won't hit her gun. Chengcheng is so beautiful and outstanding. Boys who like her must be lined up. You are still worried that you won't be able to get married... "Feng's father seemed to have a different view from Feng's mother, and his mentality was much more relaxed. Feng's mother looked up at the door again and continued to eat.

Feng Qingcheng returned to the room, walked around the room to promote digestion, the phone was pinched in her hand again, since she left the house in the afternoon, the phone has never rang except for being called by friends up.Speaking of which, this is a good sign, indicating that Long Qingque and the others are all fine, but Feng Qingcheng is still uneasy. If you ask her what she is worried about, she will not be able to answer it herself. It seems that she has not heard what Long Qingque said with her own ears. Everything was fine, but she just couldn't settle down.

Feng Qingcheng gritted her teeth and pressed the dial button. In fact, she didn't even think about what to say.Beep, beep, three beeps, and the phone was picked up, "Hello, Qingcheng." It was Chaoyang's voice, clean and tidy, if you didn't know it, you wouldn't know it at all, this is an ancient girl.

"Chaoyang... are you all okay?" Feng Qingcheng's head was full of questions, and she didn't know which one to ask, but Chaoyang said in a moment: "Yes, everything is fine, and Qingcheng is fine. Is everything going well?"

"En... yes, as long as you are all right, remember to call me whenever you need anything, my phone will not be turned off." Feng Qingcheng made up a speech, she had already explained these words, and there is no need to say it a second time , Those people's memories are many times better than hers.Chaoyang hummed obediently again, both of them fell silent, Feng Qingcheng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat unknowingly, and many words were stuck in his throat.In fact, Feng Qingcheng expected that the person who answered the phone just now was Long Qingque. She really wanted to hear Long Qingque's voice, even if it was just a word. After she found that Long Qingque's voice was very pure and gentle, her voice There seems to be a faint expectation in my heart...

Chaoyang suddenly realized something at the other end. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Feng Qingcheng say: "Well...then what, remember to turn off the thing that boils water in the kitchen after you use it, and when you turn it off, don't touch it. That kettle will burn your hands!" Feng Qingcheng finally remembered something she hadn't explained, and after she finished speaking, she heard Chaoyang on the phone say in a low voice: "Qingcheng explained it late, the master just now..." Chaoyang Yang didn't go on talking, Feng Qingcheng already understood what was going on, and asked anxiously: "What? Long'er's hand was burned?"

Chaoyang didn't speak, Feng Qingcheng urged: "Chaoyang, talk! Is it hot, is it serious? It's all my fault, I forgot to tell you, wait for me to go back and buy a new electric appliance to heat water! Don't use that for now." Feng Qingcheng felt distressed, she didn't even realize it, she just blamed herself, full of annoyance and self-blame.

"It's okay, I've already helped the master deal with it, Qingcheng, you've been exhausted all the way home, you should rest earlier!" Chaoyang took the initiative to end the conversation, and hung up the phone.Feng Qingcheng felt uneasy, but she could only hang up the phone, but her heart began to feel empty, maybe, she shouldn't go home today.Feng Qingcheng went home to seek safety, but was even more worried, would Long Qingque's hands be very hot?Such a beautiful hand should be well protected, but I was careless.

Feng Qingcheng was in a state of confusion, took a hurried shower and went back to the room. Lying on the soft bed, her thoughts drifted back to Long Qingque somehow. She said she wanted to sleep in the same place as her, even if she Sleeping on the ground... It's not like she doesn't know this kind of feeling. Although the modern society is not tolerant, many same-sex lovers still surface quietly. Feng Qingcheng often sees so-and-so and so-and-so come out on the news There are many handsome men and beautiful women in the news.Feng Qingcheng insists that love is beautiful every time, as long as there is true love, she will give her blessings.But things have always been easier said than done, easy to watch from the sidelines, and difficult to be loved. Now, it's my turn. Although Long Qingque hasn't said anything too much, Feng Qingcheng has already become a mess. There is no way.

The more Feng Qingcheng thought about it, the more upset she became, because this matter would not have any results for a while... After she tossed and turned for countless times, the phone rang suddenly.Feng Qingcheng jumped up from the bed, picked up the phone on the table, and it turned out that the call was from that house.

"Hello?" Feng Qingcheng's heartbeat started to speed up, she was looking forward, looking forward...

"Feng'er, it's me." Long Qingque's gentle voice was as calm as water without any ups and downs. How could she not be surprised?At least, Feng Qingcheng's heart is jumping with joy now.

"Longer..." Feng Qingcheng's voice was dry and hoarse. It was really her phone call. There was a throbbing in her heart, like a convulsion, but she felt much better. "Is your hand okay?" Feng Qingcheng's nose suddenly became sore Yes, it's just a pain in the ass.

"Are you worried about me?" Long Qingque asked back at the other end, Feng Qingcheng was taken aback for a while, and said slowly: "Well, I'm a little worried, is the injury serious?"

"You'll find out when you come back and have a look." It took Long Qingque a long time to reply, an apparently ordinary sentence, but Feng Qingcheng felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard it. It must be a serious injury, right?Otherwise, how could this person not even be able to joke, she always likes to watch her joke.

"Are there any blisters? If the blisters burst, don't rinse them with cold water, it's easy to get infected. I'll..." Feng Qingcheng was really worried, and babbled everything she could think of.Feng Qingcheng was speaking seriously, but heard a faint laughter from the phone, "Hehe, Feng'er, you are so cute, I'm fine, I'm just teasing you."

Long Qingque's words were relaxed, but when the topic changed, the whole scene turned into joy.Feng Qingcheng was feeling uncomfortable at first, but when she heard Long Qingque making fun of her, she became angry and said a few times: "You! You! You!" Feng Qingcheng was ashamed and annoyed, Long Qingque did it on purpose!

"Hehe, Feng'er, don't get angry, you shouldn't be angry before going to bed." Long Qingque was teasing again, Feng Qingcheng was so confused that he lost his mind to talk about concerns, and said depressedly: "You dead man! Lied to me again!!! Wait for me to go back and deal with you!"

"Oh, so and so? Then I'll wait for you to come back." Long Qingque replied quickly, and the meaning of joking could be heard in the gentle voice, and Feng Qingcheng blushed with embarrassment at his words, and he groaned for a long time before Counterattack: "I'm too lazy to talk to you, go to bed early if you have nothing to do, and be careful of the burn."

"Well, I know, Feng'er sleeps well too." Long Qingque got up seriously, and Feng Qingcheng said, "Have a dream" and hung up the phone. Feeling empty in my heart, I felt a lot better, and went to sleep while hugging the teddy bear beside me.

On Monday, Feng Qingcheng dressed neatly at home and went to the interview. When she arrived at Fahrenheit early, she found that there were students who were dressed formally like her. It seemed that there was a lot of competition.Feng Qingcheng was somewhat nervous. During her university days, Feng Qingcheng did many part-time jobs, big and small, but the sum of those part-time jobs was not comparable to that of Fahrenheit. The more she paid attention to it, the more nervous she became. Feng Qingcheng was so nervous that her palms were sweaty .

The author has something to say: The little cute thing next door has been updated, the last chapter is here, hurry up and poke it!