Qi Lingyang bought a movie of 22 o'clock, a documentary.

Few people watch this kind of movie. There are only a few people sitting in the huge screening room. There is no need to find a seat, and you can sit down with any empty seat.

After more than an hour of screening, he was slightly stunned when he appeared. In the lounge area in front, a woman was sitting there with a cup of milk tea on the table.

Her legs stretched out, her feet folded together and shook them gently, lowering her head and brushing her phone to play.

Qi Lingyang walked over and knocked on the table. Min Yuezhen raised her head, raised the glasses on her nose, looked behind him, and said, "Are you just finished watching?"

Qi Lingyang looked at her and naturally saw the two tickets pressed under the milk tea. He said, "Didn't you see it before? Why are you still not satisfied and you plan to watch another show?"

He turned around and looked around, but he did not see Qiao Shen.

Min Yuezhen picked up the milk tea and took a sip, and said, "What are you talking about? I just came."

Qi Lingyang frowned slightly and looked at the woman in front of him.

He was sure that more than an hour ago, the woman he saw holding popcorn was her.

Min Yuezhen felt uncomfortable with the sight he had seen for the first time. She lowered her eyes and bit the straw, and smiled and said, "You've read it wrong."

Qi Lingyang opened his lower lip and wanted to say something. Min Yue really didn't give him a chance to speak, and said, "What are you watching? It's rare to see you watching a movie. Where is Su Xiang?"

Qi Lingyang said: "She has something tonight."

Min Yuezhen looked at the loneliness under his gentle face and asked tentatively: "Don't be happy about that news? Are you quarreling?"

Qi Lingyang glanced at her: "No."

The snow outside the window continued to fall, bigger than before. He looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late, I'm back."

Min Yuezhen whispered and took back the two movie tickets on the table.

She looked at the back of the man in front of her, and the milk tea she was holding had already been cold.

She pulled her lips and smiled bitterly, and took a sip of the milk tea, which was a bit cool. The sweet aroma of the milk tea also lost its taste and was not so delicious.

When she entered the cinema again, she looked at the rolling electronic version of the movie trailer in front of her, and had no idea what he was watching.

At that time, she felt quite stupid, so she ran over with that back.

She should have left immediately, but when she walked to the door, she saw the car that was falling out of the snow. I didn't know if it was the heating in the cinema that attracted her more, or if she was unwilling to come here just now, she walked back and bought two tickets as usual, and sat there and spent time.

There are a few steps ahead, and the gate of the cinema is right, and Min Yue really started to wander.

Qi Lingyang felt the gaze behind him turn around. Min Yue really had no time to retract her eyes. In panic, half of the milk tea that was bulging on her cheeks was sprayed out, half of it swallowed barely, and coughed hard.

She lowered her head and rushed to find tissue from her bag, and handed a tissue under her nose.

Min Yuezhen was stunned, took the tissue and wiped her lips, and whispered: "Thank you."

Inexplicably, the atmosphere became awkward. Min Yuezhen finished wiping the corners of her lips, lowered her head and wiped the milk tea stains splashed on her clothes, and finally squatted on the ground and started wiping.

She didn't dare to raise her eyes or guess what Qi Lingyang found out from her panic.

He has always been a careful person.

The ground has been wiped clean, and the snow-white tissue has absorbed moisture at this time, and its fingertips are sticky.

Qi Lingyang looked at the woman squatting on the ground and said, "It's rare to see the sharp-tongued lawyer Min Da have such a side, and I forgot to take a photo."

Min Yuezhen paused her fingers slightly, stood up and walked to the trash can, threw the tissue in, and said with a embarrassed smile: "I accidentally choked by the pearl."

This pearl made Qi Lingyang think of the little pearl at home and said with a smile: "Then you should change your taste in the future."

Min Yuezhen touched the corner of her lower lip and walked forward.

As soon as he got outside, the cold suddenly came to his face, making people tremble. Qi Lingyang walked towards the car, and a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the hood.

Min Yuezhen bit her lower lip and glanced at the old man who was selling sweet potatoes in a military coat with his neck curled up on the roadside.

The characteristic sweet potato stove, and the round sweet potatoes are baked in every iron drawer. In the cold winter, especially in such late nights, the burnt smell is unstoppable.

Min Yuezhen walked over quickly and bought two sweet potatoes. While Qi Lingyang was still warming the car, she walked over and knocked on the car window.

Qi Lingyang was about to leave when he heard the sound and lowered the car window: "Is there anything wrong?"

A sweet potato was handed in from the window, and Min Yuezhen said, "It's rare to enjoy the snow together. Are you interested in watching it for a while?"

Qi Lingyang looked out and looked at Min Yuezhen again. She covered her sweet potato with her hands and looked up at the sky, her nose was slightly red.

Qi Lingyang silently, pushed open the car door and walked down.

There is a 24-hour convenience store on the side of the road. The two walked in together. Qi Lingyang bought two cups of hot milk for the clerk to heat it.

Min Yuezhen first walked to the rest area by the window and sat down. Qi Lingyang waited until the milk was hot, so he took it over.

A glass of milk was placed in front of her, and she sat down in the seat next to her.

The street lights in front are orange and the white snowflakes are dyed with orange under the light. Occasionally, a few pedestrians hurried past and put a few more footprints on a thin flattened snow.

Occasionally, a "Welcome" sounds at the door of a convenience store.

Qi Lingyang took a sip of warm milk and asked, "Do you get along well with your little boyfriend?"

Min Yuezhen gnawed the layer of sweet potatoes that were covered with skin, and her burnt taste was deeply loved by her. Hearing this, she looked up at him and said lightly: "You said that I am like an old cow chewing on tender grass. I am only one year older than him."

"Well, one year older..." Qi Lingyang nodded, "This is pretty good."

"You are so old, you should really find someone to marry."

Min Yuezhen kicked her and brushed her hair on her shoulder: "Go to be old, I'm only nineteen, and next year I'll be twenty."

Qi Lingyang picked up the milk, clinked her glass, and said, "Then I would like to you for twenty, and I wish you to get married before twenty."

After he finished speaking, he thought of something, curled the corner of his lower lips and smiled, and raised his head and drank the glass of milk like wine.

If it weren't for Fu Hanchuan's sudden marriage, at this time, he and Su Xiang should have already prepared their wedding...

Min Yuezhen understood the bitterness of Qi Lingyang's silence, held his lips and smiled, putting the cup against his lips and pursing it gently.

"Okay, I'll lend you a good word."

After finishing the cup of milk, Qi Lingyang stood up and said, "It's really getting late. I'll go to work tomorrow, so I'll leave first."

He patted her on the shoulder and walked towards the door.

The bell hanging at the door sounded crisply. At the table beside the window, Min Yuezhen sat blankly, feeling her eyes a little wet, and raised her hand to wipe it, and there was some water stains on her fingertips.

She raised her hand randomly, sucked her nose, and muttered to herself: "It's better to just say it out..."

For a person with a crush, he hopes that the other party will never know, and he also hopes that he will know, so he doesn’t have to struggle so hard.

But when the other party saw the thoughts, she didn't hurt her self-esteem and she felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.

Even if the other party speaks it tactfully, it still sounds so sad.

"It's better to be cruel..."

What was sad was that she understood that her secret love should end, even if she was secretly touched; what was sad was that even if he knew that she liked him, he would not respond.

But what I should thank is that he is willing to watch the snow with her and eat roasted sweet potatoes together...

...

The next day, the weather cleared, and a thick layer of snow was accumulated outside.

After Fu Ying got up, he squatted in the yard to build a snowman.

Su Xiang made breakfast and went out to find someone. Zhang's mother said she was playing in the yard outside, so Su Xiang went out.

In the snow, Fu Ying built a little snowman with a chubby body and a round big head, and a very good look.

Fu Ying picked two wintersweets that were still buds and inserted into her eye sockets. Su Xiang remembered the snowmen she had also piled up a long time ago.

It took too long for her to forget, and now, the snowman that Fu Ying piled is better than hers.

"Come in for breakfast."

Su Xiang waved to Fu Ying and called the child back. At the dining table, she told him: "My mother took you to school today. Have you figured out what to eat for lunch?"

Fu Ying didn't want to go to school, so he covered his eyes with one hand and said, "My eyes still hurt."

Su Xiang smiled and said, "Your eyes have been applied to the ointment, but you can use your mother's cosmetics later. I can make it the same as yesterday. This is also true. When Wang Xiaoming saw you, he would not say that you had knocked off his teeth. Those of your classmates would not say that you were fighting and would not play with you, right?"

Fu Ying pouted his mouth and had breakfast silently.

Su Xiang looked at her son with her chin and said, "Fu Ying, before that classmate apologized to you, mom would never let you apologize to that classmate first. Believe me."

The child is unwilling to go to school. In addition to being afraid of the disaster, he is even more afraid of the parents and teachers who force him to apologize in order to calm the incident.

Her son was wronged for her, how could she let her son suffer another grievance?

When she arrived at the school, Su Xiang was a little surprised when she saw Fu Hanchuan waiting at the door, but not so surprised.

Fu Hanchuan already knew about Fu Ying fighting in school. With the status of the Fu family, Fu Hanchuan would not allow his son to be bullied, and with his identity, the school would give him face.

Fu Ying saw Fu Hanchuan's stern face and glared at Su Xiang, promising that he would not complain.

He reluctantly walked towards Fu Hanchuan: "Dad."

Fu Hanchuan rubbed his head, and looked up at Su Xiang with a hush. His eyes were calm and he asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Su Xiang nodded: "It's okay." She glanced at Fu Ying and said to Fu Hanchuan, "I told me that I will deal with the matter of the child. Actually, you don't need to come here."
To be continued...