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Si’s heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, and then he turned around stiffly. "You work hard and I won’t bother you."
ChuNingZhao watched thinking with hands and feet disappear in front of his eyes, and the radian of a little smile on the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed.
After returning, Qingchen suddenly thought of his conversation with Lu Jinian one day and asked Chenchi. "Does Chu Ningzhao like that poetic art or not?"
"why?"
"You know, for Si, Chu Ningzhao’s poetic art has always been the crux of her heart. If Chu Ningzhao can’t forget his poetic art until now, he doesn’t need to stay with Si, and Si will never promise to be with him, no matter how much Si loves him."
Qiansi can still make Chuningzhao change her mind on the pretext of insisting on herself. Now Qiansi has long since lost the courage, and she may no longer dare to gamble without results.
I can’t afford to gamble.
Qingchen also guessed right. Now thinking is at the highest point of all contradictions, love and hate. She is falling step by step near Chuningzhao, but she keeps telling herself that she can’t trust him easily and she can’t believe it either.
Poetry is the most terrible thorn. If you put it among them, if you take a step towards Chu Ningzhao, the thorn will pierce your skin and wake up. She can’t put herself in a terrible position.
Chen Chi’s eyes flashed a few times before finally telling Qing Chen the truth "I liked it".
Qing Chen was not surprised to hear this answer, because if Chu Ningzhao had never really liked poetry, he would not have been so sad. According to Chu Ningzhao’s personality, he would not have been very special about poetry for so many years.
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I don’t blame myself for thinking that I am a substitute for poetry. After all, some things that really happened can’t erase the memory, and it will always be true.
Love can always be a matter of two people, and it can’t accommodate a third person.
Qing Chen said, "When you say that you liked it, do you mean that Chu Ningzhao doesn’t like poetry now?"
"hmm"
Qing Chen nodded "that’s good"
No matter what happened in the past, now Chu Ningzhao is really treating thinking, and that is good.
In fact, this is the only question Qingchen wants to ask. Although Qingchen doesn’t know it, she doesn’t intend to know it too clearly.
Those are all thoughts of the past, and even if she knows, it’s nothing
After all, some things need to be solved by the parties themselves, and the bystanders are just making some push.
But in the past, many things happened only when the parties were the most aware. How much can the onlookers know?
Chenchi rubs the green morning hair; "Don’t worry, poetry is just a thing of the past after so many years."
Qingchen suddenly squinted suspiciously at Chenchi. "What about you?"
"Me?"
Qingchen smiled and said, "Since Chu Ningzhao has a past, what do you have?"
"Why are you interested in my past now? Want to know everything about me? "
Facing Chen Chi’s narcissistic tone, Qing Chen disliked glancing at her. "Who wants to know everything about you?"
Chenchi mercilessly debunked her. "You just asked me about the past."
"I want to know if you have any childhood friends, too." Qingchen curled her lips and said, "But I don’t think you have. You certainly can’t look at others before you meet me."
Chen Chi looked at Qing Chen’s triumphant expression and pinched her nose, but she didn’t answer Qing Chen’s question just now.
However, Qingchen didn’t really put it in his heart and soon diverted his attention …
Qingchen muttered, "My dad hasn’t called me much recently. It turns out that life is so beautiful now that I forgot to have such a daughter."
"Why don’t you just call your uncle?"
"It’s too late today. I’d better disturb his happy life tomorrow."
Qingchen is actually relieved after Qingfu has a new partner, because there is someone around him to accompany him, even if something happens, it can be taken care of by himself.
"Maybe take a day off on New Year’s Day and go to my dad’s place."
Chenchi has no opinion "well, sometimes"
Now, besides giving it to Chenchi, it’s just right to go to the high school reunion and visit Yiqing’s father when it’s left.
Qingchen’s mother has died for so many years, and Qingchen and his father are more like friends. Qingchen has always given Qingchen the greatest respect, and Qingchen is still very close to Qingchen.
But Qingchen didn’t often see herself and her father in front of Chenchi. She had her own concerns.
Although Chenchi doesn’t seem to care at all, his parents have died since he was born. This experience will definitely have no impact on Chenchi.
And ….. Qing Chen thought that all the predestination between herself and Chen Chi was originally due to Chen Chi’s life experience.
There are so many misfortunes in this world. Qingchen used to be Chenchi at most, but now she feels that if it is fate, where can it be divided?
It’s a blessing to meet the vast sea of people in the world in the past.
What’s more, now two people are really together. If Master Chen is still alive, he will know the situation from ear to ear.
Than looking forward to having grandchildren as soon as possible …
When I got up early, Qingchen thought that it turned out to be the last day of the year, and I felt in a trance that I was only in the end of the year.
The speed of the past is terrible. Qingchen sometimes thinks of the past and feels that it is still the same as yesterday, but it is actually a long time ago.
"I think you must have forgotten," Qingchen suddenly said at breakfast.
"Forgotten what?"
Qingchen bit her lip and smiled. "Just a while ago, when I was still living in your house, you went back there late. Did you go back after being watched by your master?"
Chen Chi squinted and recalled a day later, thinking of Qing Chen saying it was a day.
When they were not divorced, Qingchen lived in Chenchi apartment and Chenchi lived in other places, but occasionally the master would send someone to watch Chenchi, and then they would have to go back. Of course, even if they went back, they would not have too much contact with strangers who lived in the same roof.
However, Qingchen said that there was something slightly different that time, because Chenchi happened to attend a circle party that day and then received a message from his master asking him where Qingchen and him were.
Hearing the master ask like that, even if Chenchi was slightly drunk at that time, he could understand his meaning.
I also know that if I don’t go back that night, my master will know the next day.
So Chenchi drove back to the home where Qingchen lived after the party.