Long time no see, Mr. Qin

Chapter 37 Forget Me, Or Just Remember Me, Just Me (3)

I would often walk over to touch his face in distress, or help him rub his shoulders, and he would stop and smile back at me.

These days, I always like to call Cheng Shan. I bought an international long-distance network card, which costs 1 cents per minute, which is cheaper than inter-provincial long-distance calls in China, but the signal is sometimes not very good.

Cheng Shan smiled and said, "Su Nianjin, is he treating you badly? Why are you so poor? You can't change to the one that costs 1 cents a minute. More expensive signals are always better."

"Yeah, poor, really poor." I made her angry.

"Is that bastard bullying you? If you really tell me, I will fly over and blackmail him severely."

"If you blackmail him, you are blackmailing me. I will take care of all the money he earns now."

"Okay, not bad, sisters, it's really amazing. Even if Qin Ziyang falls, he is still considered a blue-chip stock now, and he can definitely become a dark horse with the most potential. Yes, there is development. I said why I can't meet him The drama of Cinderella turning into a phoenix in the novel, alas, it seems that I still don’t have the courage and perseverance.”

"Yes, you praised me now, and I almost knocked my head off before. But, Cheng Shan, I really love him. Didn't you see that Qin Ziyang is not the former Young Master Qin. He is now ,” I paused, “It’s very distressing.”

"That's you. I would never feel sorry for him. You know, feeling sorry for someone is the beginning of loving someone. Even if you don't fall in love, at least it means that you have a good impression of him. Qin Ziyang, come on, come on, I can't imagine it .”

This guy has never liked him, so I just sighed.

"Okay, let's stop talking, I have to cook." I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was almost time, and I hoped that when he came back, he would see the dishes on the table.

"Wait a minute, Nian Jin." Cheng Shan called me to stop.

"Huh?" I was busy while holding my phone.

"Aren't you afraid that one day Qin Ziyang will stand at the top again and abandon you after returning to the prosperity of the past? At that time, you, Su Nianjin, still have the courage to stand up?"

"There is no such possibility." After a long time, I didn't even notice that the dishes in my hand had fallen into the sink, and I looked at the sky in the distance and sighed faintly.

One day, Qin Ziyang didn't come back very late, and no one answered my call, but this time I didn't panic immediately, because I had such an experience in Shanghai, maybe he just turned off the phone just by chance.

But when washing the dishes, the plate fell out of his hand like a loach, and fell to the ground, and then there was a bang, making a crisp sound when it hit the ground, which was particularly sharp and piercing at such a moment.

Looking at the broken plate on the ground, I muttered to myself.

"It's safe to be broken, it's safe to be broken."

But the heart was still beating wildly.

In the end, I simply put on my clothes and went downstairs to Qin Ziyang's work place.On the road, there were sounds of fighting around the corner.

When I got closer, I saw Qin Ziyang lying on the ground, being beaten by several people.

I wanted to go forward, but he seemed to see him. He stared at me fiercely, and his eyes were so ruthless that he instantly fixed me.

My hands are clenched into fists, nails digging into flesh.I understand the meaning of Qin Ziyang's eyes too well, he is telling me not to go forward, even he is saying, hurry up, get out of here quickly.

but……

I gritted my teeth, my hands trembling, and finally turned around and ran away from there.As soon as I got out of the corner, I hurriedly took out my mobile phone and called the police.

Finally, when Qin Ziyang returned home, his body was covered in injuries, which was shocking.

"How could this be?"

"It's all right," he said.

He always said that.

I asked him: "You have been so busy recently, are you tired?" He said: "It's okay, not tired, I feel very fulfilled."

I asked him, "Do you think about your previous life?"

He would pause for a moment, but only for a moment, then stroked my head with a smile, and said, "I forgot it, it seemed like it was just a dream."

But his eyes, like the eyes of floating water plants, have deep ripples inside.

I asked him, "If you have any troubles, just tell me, and I'll listen."

He would say how did I become such a mother-in-law, nothing bothering me, really nothing.

In short, he is always like this, but today he was surrounded by a group of people for no reason, beaten like this, I asked him, he still smiled and said nothing happened.

I got angry, really angry, and smashed the ashtray on the table to the ground.

"Qin Ziyang, is this the mutual affection you promised? You forgot, you forgot what we said when we came here, and now you can handle everything by yourself? That's good, you carry it, I'll go back..."

As soon as I turned around, before I could leave, I was pulled into my arms by him, but the force was a bit strong, and I bumped into his chest all of a sudden, the place seemed to be injured, I heard him groaning respite.

"How is it, are you alright?"

He shook his head and started kissing me, even with the taste of blood in his mouth.

I struggled, we still had something to talk about, but soon, I surrendered to his lingering and extremely sentimental kiss.

I don't know how long these days have passed.He is tired and hard; I am worried and tired.

Every day is relying on each other's body temperature, embracing and persevering.

These days of being together were not pleasant, but they were extremely profound. They are destined to become indelible memories, deeply engraved in the blood of Qin Ziyang and me.

Fortunately, Qin Ziyang never disappoints people, he is him, as I said, he should be like that.The dragon is trapped in the shallows, but it is a dragon after all, and it is destined to soar ninety thousand miles into the sky and soar through the four universes of Kyushu.

The development project they studied was successful.

When he came back that day, he held me tightly in his arms, firmly imprisoned my body that was going to be sideways, and pressed me down with his thick hands, and then closed his arms so that my chest fit closely with his .His hand was walking on my back as if it was charged with electricity, but he never made a further move, he just looked at me motionlessly until he saw me a little panicked.

"Hey, talk. Watch what I do, haven't you seen enough of this face?"

"Not enough." He spoke, his voice low and ambiguous.

I am happy to hear it.

"That's good, let me know if you've seen enough." Speaking of this, I also started to look at him, and I said: "Qin Ziyang, if one day you get tired of watching again, you must tell me yourself, so that I know, instead of looking for some high-sounding reasons, between the two of us, it's so boring."

He turned over and pressed me under his body again, a new round of storm started, my bones were already tossed so hard that I couldn't move, it made me beg for mercy non-stop.

But he was possessed like a demon, and he refused to let go no matter what.

I was completely tormented, and when I was half-conscious, I seemed to hear something, but it was a pity that I was too tired to hear it clearly.

It was already evening when he woke up again, and Qin Ziyang was looking at the documents beside him.I looked at him, silently.

A ray of afterglow shone on him, as well as his side face, which looked three-dimensional and dynamic. How could someone be so good-looking?If a man's masculine charm is really like Qin Ziyang's, then probably, it's hard to imagine a woman in this world who can refuse and resist.It's really tough.

"What are you thinking? Wake up and don't talk."

"I was thinking about the dream I just had."

"What dream?"

He put down the papers in his hands and walked over to sit next to me.

"I dreamed of a tall tree with luxuriant branches and strangely large sunflowers growing on it. When I was wondering how the sunflowers grew on such a big tree, those branches were broken Then, the sunflowers started to fall, and all of them died with a splash."

"This dream is quite strange." He frowned, said lightly, and then asked me: "Are you hungry?"

"hungry."

"Then get up and eat something."

"I don't want to go to the ground, you bring it to me."

"Lazy cat." He cursed with a smile, then went outside and brought it in for me.

"Feed me, Qin Ziyang, feed me." I begged.

"You can really climb up a pole."

"Isn't that pole just for climbing up?" I said with a smile.

He didn't answer any more, he directly filled a bowl of porridge, blew it cool carefully, and fed it to me bit by bit.

I suddenly felt something choked in my throat, and I couldn't swallow the porridge no matter what.

"Hot?" he asked, taking a sip himself.

"Not hot. I just..."

I stare at the man's face.

It was still the same face, habitually raised eyebrows, habitually concealing his sorrows and joys, but it was different. When did this face and the emotions contained in these eyes have changed.

In fact, I should be happy, but also a little scared.

"You know, back then I thought that such scenes could only appear in dreams, and they were too unreal. Such scenes always scare me. You said, how could it be fear, I You should be happy." I seemed to be muttering to myself, but I seemed to be asking this man.

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and eat these things. I'll feed you. It's too cold for a while and it's bad for your stomach." He looked at me for a long time and said.

I opened my mouth so he could feed the porridge into my mouth spoonful by spoonful.But the things that were choked in the throat still existed, they refused to go down, and they still wanted to choke there, so the eyes were made uncomfortable and sour.

Qin Ziyang took the food out and entered the room again, but he didn't approach me, but leaned against the door and looked at me.

"What are you looking at there?"

He still doesn't speak.Finally, when I was about to get off the ground, he came over and pushed me back on the bed.

"It still hurts there." He said it very naturally.

"It's all your fault." I lowered my head in embarrassment.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, but he didn't make any excuses.

"Still laughing." I hit him, took his hand and put it in front of my eyes.

"That's right, today's food is well-cooked, and my hands are getting more and more skillful." I squeezed it hard.

He smirked and said, "Did it hurt you last night?"

"Qin Ziyang—" I stopped him loudly.

He started to laugh, his deep voice reminded me of the past, when he laughed like this, he said: "Su Nianjin, you are so interesting."

Su Nianjin, Su Nianjin, Qin Ziyang, Qin Ziyang.

Su Nianjin and Qin Ziyang, Qin Ziyang and Su Nianjin.

……

I hold a pen in my hand, it is a brush, I bought it when I have nothing to do.Chinatowns abroad always have a lot of places that sell elegant antiques, such as some calligraphy and paintings, imitations from the Forbidden City, brushes, sculptures and the like.

In fact, in many cases, these foreign Chinese are far more obsessed with Chinese culture than those who were born and raised in China, just like many young people in foreign countries have an undisguised pursuit and desire for Chinese martial arts.

I bought some pens and paper, and wrote at home when I had nothing to do. I wanted to copy some calligraphy, but I just wrote these six characters: Su Nianjin, Qin Ziyang.

Time is like flowing water, sometimes it feels that they flow too fast, but sometimes it feels too slow.However, whether it is fast or slow, there are figures of me spending time with him day and night in the slow and fast time, and these figures are stretched into two years in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Qin Ziyang is no longer the down-and-out Qin Ziyang when he first came here, and the apartment where Qin Ziyang and I used to live was also vacant, but he bought it in his own name.He said it was to be cherished forever as a memory.I don't know if the treasure he mentioned is to commemorate the days when he worked hard and worked hard day and night, or to cherish the memory of me and him being together and supporting each other.But no matter what it is, it should be kept and treasured. They are engraved with the sweat and tears of those tired, bitter, struggling, and happy.

I still remember that on the night of the Spring Festival, the Chinese here held a party, including dragon and lion dances, cross talk sketches, and eating dumplings...

I insist on dragging Qin Ziyang to join in the fun.

There are two bags with coins in the dumplings. Whoever wants to eat it is called a lucky head, and he is sure to make a fortune.

So after the dumplings were delivered, I ate them desperately, regardless of whether they were hot or not, not because of the big delivery. In fact, we have already delivered them now, but because of the joy and feeling.

But he stood aside, and took two sips leisurely and elegantly.

I patted him on the back and said, "Qin Ziyang, let me eat quickly, and don't show me your noble son. Look at these dumplings, the chance of me snatching them alone is definitely small. You You have to eat too."

He was expressionless and looked at me with no sincerity.I squinted my eyes, leaned close to his ear, and said, "If you don't eat, you won't be able to sleep in my bed this week."

He stopped holding the dumpling for a moment, his eyes became darker, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, he sighed, and began to eat.

I also joined the ranks with a smile.

But seeing that there were fewer and fewer dumplings, they never found out which two people ate the two dumplings with coins.

At this point there were only ten left on the plate.

Staring at these ten people, everyone who hadn't planned to join the fight for coins also gathered together, and took away one by one.I took the opportunity to snatch one that looked particularly plump, but there were already too many dumplings stuffed in my mouth, so I directly brought it to Qin Ziyang and signaled him to eat it with my eyes.

He frowned, but still opened his mouth.

After a while, I saw his chewing mouth pause and spit out a coin with stuffing still on it.I was immediately happy. After wiping it with a paper towel, I lifted it up with a smile and shouted: "We have it. Here, this one is here."

At this moment, the other one was also eaten by an old man. His stooped waist seemed to straighten up a bit, and his wrinkled face was smiling.

"I didn't expect to be able to eat this. Alas, at such an advanced age, it doesn't matter whether you send it or not. It's better to give it to you young people."

Although he said so, the lines on that vicissitudes of face were much deeper, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright.

The sound of firecrackers crackled just at this time, and it was really a lively day.

I turned around and hugged Qin Ziyang, and said, "Did you see that I snatched this for you really well, I knew there would be something in it."

He swallowed the dumplings in his mouth, took a sip of beer, and patted my head with a smile.

"Do you really know how much this would be eaten?" When he said this, his hand slipped onto my belly while no one was paying attention.His stomach was bulging, and he was really full, but his hands were too cold, and the coldness of his fingertips almost made me scream, so I quickly slapped his hands off.

"You don't pay attention to the next occasion. Also, your hand can freeze a person to death, next time you warm it up and put it on your own stomach."

The corners of his mouth parted slightly, and he continued to drink his wine.

Then we drove back to our villa in the United States, and the Filipino maid opened the door for us.

Life seems to be back on the original track, but there is something different in the process of this track running. You can't describe these things in detail, but they really existed.

Recently, Qin Ziyang came back very late. The bigger the company, the heavier the task, and the busier it is.

Now his busyness is not that he was eager to open a window when he first came here to let the outside sunlight shine in, but that he was shouldering the livelihood of the entire company and so many people.

So I understand, but I won't wait for him.Waiting for the door is actually aggravating the guilt and distress of the other party in a sense. I think if he lets go and fly, then I have to take care of myself first, so I go to bed on time every day as soon as the hour comes. But the water in the bathroom must be put away first, and I always prepare the clothes for him to change by myself.

I will let him feel my presence, all the time, but I won't sniff out which aspect it is.

Of course, I was not all around him. In my spare time, I went to study for an MBA and got all A's. Later, I applied for an internship at McKinsey.

It's just that after the internship, I didn't intend to develop further, because I know that my roots are not here.

I often look in one direction, which is the direction of home.

I still remember that it was winter, and there was snow everywhere when I got off the plane, but even this snow made me feel kind.I reach out to let them fall on my palm and watch them melt in my palm.

I asked, "Do you miss me?"

(End of this chapter)