"Wine enters the heart of sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness."
The old woman's face was full of her glorious years, and she said to herself: "If feelings could be so clear, there wouldn't be so many regrets in the world. Back then, the old man and I had an arranged marriage. I didn't love him at all at first, but until he After I passed away, I realized that something was missing in my heart."
"I have to find something to make up for it."
"Grandma, I am not what you want..."
"Little guy, I see that you have beautiful features and a strong figure. You have a bright future. There is no need to dwell on memories and mourn in vain. You can..."
"Grandma, [she] I'm talking about is still alive!"
Qin Feng immediately interrupted the old woman.
Otherwise, you will start to listen to the tight curse again.
"Okay, to tell you the truth, I just went all the way back to see my wife."
....
"Hey, what a pity...little one, I wish you will get married eventually."
The old woman sighed and thought to herself: "Life is like a dream, a statue still shines in the moonlight..."
Say it.
She turned to look at the scenery outside the window and said no more.
Qin Feng felt a little uncomfortable.
Unexpectedly, there were quite a lot of Tang Seng passers-by, talking one after another.
Just as he was listening to the old woman talking, the naughty boy behind him kept kicking his calf.
"hiss--"
If you can't bear it anymore, you don't need to bear it anymore.
Labor and management can’t cope with the old lady, and can’t they fix you little brat?
Qin Feng turned around with a straight face.
"Uncle! Your site has arrived." The child said to him with his big round eyes.
Those natural tender cheeks are plump.
What does this mean?
This shows that with enough collagen, it must be more delicious than Tang Seng.
Qin Feng glanced at the display screen on the bus and saw that there were still 4 stops away from the film base station.
"Child, I didn't say where I was going. How did you know I was coming?" He reached out and rubbed the child's head.
The child quickly pulled Qin Feng's hand away and hid behind his mother with a cry, staring at Qin Feng warily.
"Don't touch my head, I won't grow taller!" The little kid made a face at Qin Feng.
Then he pointed at the middle-aged uncle beside Qin Feng who was snoring like thunder.
"I'm talking about him! Why did you forget the mission that was assigned to you?"
he?
Qin Feng suddenly realized.
I quickly pushed the uncle.
"Tiezi, you're here, Nanxi Street."
"Um?"
The uncle wearing a military green coat opened his bloodshot eyes and stood up in a daze.
As soon as the car door was about to close, he rushed out of the car.
When leaving, he didn't forget to say hello to Qin Feng.
"Thank you, little brother. I have the chance to treat you to dinner."
...
The bus starts again.
The sunset gradually falls.
The sky seemed to be dyed with golden paint.
Very beautiful.
The street lights came on one after another.
Qin Feng looked at the white snowflakes flying in the sky.
Lost in thought.
The scene of the first light snow falling comes to mind.
A girl held a few snowflakes in her white hands and ran to him happily.
The other party's appearance was so pure and innocent.
At this time, he only felt that there were many kittens licking deep inside his heart.
The little bat opened its small mouth and bit.
Crispy and numb.
With a sweet flavor.
....
Qin Feng's throat suddenly became dry and he couldn't stop coughing.
He covered his mouth with his hands, trying not to disturb others.
Suddenly.
His eyes were dull, as if he had thought of something.
A cough is caused by a virus.
What about causing itchiness?
Boom——
The old woman's words came to mind.
Could this be the feeling of longing?
If longing could be compared to a geometric figure, it would definitely be a long straight line.
As for the distance, it doesn't matter even if it's endless.
There are always two vertices at the end of a line.
A heart that connects to itself.
A heart that connects to your sweetheart.
No matter how far apart they are, they are still connected.
Qin Feng glanced at the old woman sitting opposite again.
At this time, the other party looked at him with a knowing expression.
The more I looked at him, the more I felt that the other person was an enigmatic layman.
"hiss--"
Qin Feng raised his voice again.
There was another pain in my calf.
That naughty kid started causing trouble again.
You dare to kick me?
If labor and management don’t show off their power today, you think I’m Jerry Rat, right?
Qin Feng turned around fiercely.
The child stared at Qin Feng's feet with furrowed brows.
"Uncle, your shoelaces have been on the floor for a long time."
The child felt like ants were crawling all over his body. "Can you tie it up? It makes me uncomfortable."
Qin Feng:......
I thought to myself, are you in the advanced stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder?
...
a long time.
Return to your cozy little house.
As soon as he entered the house and saw Yu Qinghan, Qin Feng's heart, which had been shaking all the way, seemed to calm down.
Tonight is Christmas Eve.
After the three of them finished the turkey dinner, Qin Feng lay on the sofa and watched TV with a satisfied look on his face.
From time to time, the sound of her live streaming of games could be heard in Yu Qinghan's bedroom.
It didn't take long.
The sound stops.
She turned off the phone and downloaded the broadcast.
Walked out of the bedroom and stretched.
He stretched out his clothes, revealing his proud slim waist.
Then, regardless of Qin Feng's gaze, he walked to the balcony and looked into the distance, his face full of joy.
"Are there any activities there tonight on Christmas Eve? It feels so lively!"
Qin Feng handed her a cup of hot cocoa.
Look in the direction Yu Qinghan pointed.
It turns out that the neighborhood committee also bought a Christmas tree with colorful lights hanging on it.
A group of little kids were having snowball fights and playing under the Christmas tree.
"Do you know what mistletoe means on Christmas Eve?"
Qin Feng pointed to the garland on top of the Christmas tree opposite.
"Hmph, I don't want to know." Yu Qinghan pouted her mouth in displeasure and muttered: "You must want to say that I am a parasite and you are a mist. Sooner or later, I will drain you dry into pieces of paper, right?"
Qin Feng pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head.
“Mistletoe symbolizes forgiveness, love and peace, which are the true meaning of Christmas Eve.”
"Actually, Christmas Eve is generally not a day for going out and doing activities. You should stay at home and enjoy the tranquility brought by peace. It is a day to remember that peace is hard-won. Only people who don't understand will regard Christmas Eve as a carnival night."
Hearing this, Yu Qinghan was stunned.
Then she frowned slightly.
Why don’t you go out for a walk during such a grand festival?
How disappointing?
"Western things cannot restrain us Easterners!"
Huo Qianer snorted coldly.
Snapped!
Put the cup on the tea table.
The tea table was made of wooden doors and wooden beds, so the sound of the collision was particularly loud.
I don’t know what kind of gunpowder Huo Qianer took.
Turn around and walk into the kitchen.
Qin Feng was a little confused and complained in a low voice: "What's wrong with this guy? Why is he so mean? He's no different from you."
"No!"
Yu Qinghan glanced at Qin Feng angrily.
I want to be angry but it’s hard to be angry.
After all, Qin Feng said that she was fierce before, so if she got angry now, wouldn't she be playing into the opponent's hands?
And before the word fierce, add the word "milk".
How come you still hear the charm of a cute and adorable girl?
After endless ideological struggle, Yu Qinghan's face finally turned into a hint of shyness.
"However, there are still differences between you and Huo Qian'er."
Qin Feng looked at Yu Qinghan's figure and suddenly said seriously.
"Ugh, what?" Yu Qinghan blinked his eyes.
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