Love at the Right Time

Chapter 1



Chapter 1

Sometimes, a few words from many years ago are still lingering in your ears, but you forget the scenes and emotions at that time, and you only remember that it happened.

Even if you remember the wish made at that time and the solemnity at that time, what about now? You can’t even remember the slight smile hidden in her eyes when she laughed.

Even your parents, your friends, they are still in front of you cautiously not daring to mention it, for fear that you will hear a word. But only you know it, you don’t remember it really.

Because I have recalled too many times, that person’s once incomparably clear outline has gradually blurred with the steps of the years, and you can no longer remember her appearance.

The air was a little dull, Shi Qingqiu pulled the long hair that had fallen in front of him with his left hand behind his ear, held a pen with his right hand, and slightly lowered his head to sign his name on the paper placed in front of him.

The people around seemed to finish it at the same time, and the two of them finished writing together.

“Okay, congratulations to both of you. I’ll just wait a while and I’ll print out the ID.” The clerk at the marriage registry was all smiles, put away the paper in front of them and turned around and left.

The lines of Shi Qingqiu’s side face are still perfect in the eyes of those around him, his two light-colored lips are slightly tightened, and his face is calm and gentle. Just like the outside world, she is extremely gentle and beautiful, and no one outside the scene has ever seen unusually intense emotions in her eyes, and she will always be as gentle as a breeze.

The corners of Wen Qinghan’s lips were slightly curved, and when he stared at Qingqiu, his thin and slender fingers lifted up to hold something, but eventually they fell down. The pale lips were pressed into a line, and he never spoke. .

When we walked out of the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the sun was shining.

Standing at the highest point of the steps, Shi Qingqiu opened the red certificate in front of the sunlight. What caught the eye was a photo of Wen Qinghan and her without a hat. Both of them looked like that, calm and indifferent.

From this moment on, they were written into each other’s lives.

“We’re married.” Wen Qinghan looked at the hurried crowd from a distance, his voice was as light as usual, as if he was telling Shi Qingqiu that the weather today was not bad.

“Well, we’re married.” Shi Qingqiu’s lips finally smiled as the scene happened, and the restlessness in his heart was slowly swallowed by the sunshine, and there was not a single point left.

What is she waiting for? Wait for a result that will never happen again, or wait for someone who will never show up again? From the moment she promised Wen Qinghan to get married, she couldn’t wait to come back.

Moreover, this thought only passed through her mind just now. If it hadn’t been for agreeing to Wen Qinghan’s marriage, she would probably not remember that period of time for a long time.

She remembers Wen Qinghan saying: “I don’t have time to meet too many people, and it takes time and effort to get to know it. It’s better to be together, know the roots, and save time and effort.”

She remembered Wen Qinghan saying, “Qingqiu, let’s get married.”

She also remembered that she didn’t have the energy to get along with a complete stranger and get to know each other again, so she said, “Okay, we get married.”

After being dazzled by the brilliant sunlight, Shi Qingqiu retracted his gaze and stopped thinking about it. He turned to look at Wen Qinghan. He happened to meet Wen Qinghan, who turned his head at the same time, with thin lips. He only listened to Wen Qinghan’s words: “Qingqiu, If you regret it now, you won’t be able to divorce for the time being. If you just get married, we’ll get a headline.”

“Do I seem to regret it?” Shi Qingqiu smiled faintly, “Just like you said, knowing the roots and knowing the bottom, saving time and effort, couldn’t be better.”

Who else matches her better than Wen Qinghan? Growing up with her, I know her past and understand her suffering. Between them, even the names match.

Twenty-five years ago, two babies from the Wen family and Shi family quaked on the same day. It was late autumn, and the two parents had been friends for many years, so they followed the ancestor’s practice to tie the lives of the two children together.

Qingqiu, light cold.

Late autumn, slightly cold.

Wen Qinghan saw that Shi Qingqiu’s eyes did not smile, they were as calm and peaceful as usual, and there was no joy in her heart. Shi Qingqiu is not happy, at least until now, she has not felt that Shi Qingqiu is happy because of her marriage.

What is she expecting, is she expecting that she can replace the person Shi Qingqiu is thinking about?

Wen Qinghan looked away and stopped looking at Shi Qingqiu. Her appearance was bland and breezy, and her face was indifferent to strangers. Her voice that had been faint was colder at this moment, “Let’s go. The reporter is here.”

In her capacity, there is no need to worry about this, but Qingqiu is different. They are married, but they have not discussed the matter to be made public. Especially, Qingqiu’s marriage when he was a popular movie star.

Shi Qingqiu took off her sunglasses after getting into Wen Qinghan’s car. She quietly watched the slowly retreating road outside the window, her thoughts gradually drifting away.

She thought it was very strange that neither she nor Wen Qinghan were talkative, but they actually got along with each other for so many years. The relationship between her and Wen Qinghan is not too close friends, but they are the people who have been with each other for the longest time.

Some of the people she met later were closer to her, some had similar temperaments to her, and some came and went. Even some people have already left, and Wen Qinghan, who is not close to her, is still by her side.

They have never been too close, and have never left each other.

“Where to go? Company, or record the show?”

Wen Qinghan’s voice floated slowly, Shi Qingqiu returned to his senses, looked at the front of the car, and said, “Send me to the entrance of our university. I have something to do. I’ll go back by myself in a while.”

The car was very quiet, and soon Wen Qinghan succinctly promised: “Yeah.”

The speed of the car was steady and there was nothing unusual. Shi Qingqiu didn’t see that after she said where she was going, Wen Qinghan’s hands holding the steering wheel were obviously harder, and her fingertips turned white.

Wen Qinghan never asked Shi Qingqiu more, didn’t ask what should not be asked, and never opened his mouth. She used to have no right to ask about the relationship between them, but now that she is married, she doesn’t need to ask any more.

The car came to a slow stop near the University of Political Science and Law. Shi Qingqiu put on her sunglasses and got out of the car. The car drove away without stopping for more than a second. It was as cool as they were just a taxi and a passenger meeting together. contact.

There was a sneer at the corner of Shi Qingqiu’s lips, then he narrowed his expression and walked into the school gate leisurely.

The scenery here is the same as it was seven years ago, and the students here are similar to the group of seven years ago. Girls passing by gather to discuss cosmetics and film and television, while boys discuss sports and girls.

The difference is that she is no longer one of these people.

In her impression, there is a peach forest in front of the girls’ dormitory where she once lived. Every time the peach blossoms are in full bloom, there are always many girls who are keen to take pictures with the peach blossoms as the scenery and leave their beautiful posture in their mobile phones.

It was probably because the temperature was slightly higher. There were few students in the Taolin. Shi Qingqiu walked slowly along the path in the forest until he finally stopped near the pavilion.

The peach blossoms on the peach tree in front of her were in full bloom, as fragrant and gorgeous as in the memory, as if they were still the flowers from seven years ago.

There was a vague voice from outside Taolin, she only took off her sunglasses, smiled faintly, and whispered: “Qi Yue, I’m married.”

At the entrance of the path behind Shi Qingqiu, a slender figure stood there quietly like a tall and tall green bamboo, with eyes like cold stars and pale lips.

Wen Qinghan stood silently like this, and stopped taking a half step forward.


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