Love at the Right Time

Chapter 36

Wen Qinghan was very quiet throughout the afternoon and evening, and sometimes the cameraman came in and took pictures of her reading a book. Dinner was brought in by the guard child. When he came, the host also followed in and swung around. After talking a few words, he took the cameraman to another room.

After observing one afternoon and one evening, she remembered the approximate time that the child needs to eat, as well as the time he left. It is neither too early nor too late. It should be the meal time set by the program group.

Early in the morning, Wen Qinghan opened the door quietly and glanced outside. She found that there was only a cameraman, and she was relieved. At this time, she heard a faint sound of the door opening next door.

“Qingqiu?”

“Well, it’s me.” Shi Qingqiu’s voice floated gently from the next door.

Wen Qinghan suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and laughed silently. I couldn’t see Shi Qingqiu’s face, couldn’t hold Shi Qingqiu’s hand, but just such a few words made her forget the tiny emotions in her heart for a while, and she just wanted to say so many more words.

“Did you sleep well last night?”

“Fortunately, it’s too boring.” Shi Qingqiu sighed, and then suddenly asked: “Right, Qing Han, you said it was handed over to you, do you have a solution?”

Wen Qinghan shook his head, with his forehead resting on the iron fence door, his hands wrapped around his chest thoughtfully: “I think this time we use money or it won’t work. The program team will definitely think of it in such a direct way. They must be early. Take precautions. It may be promised that we will double the amount of money we give to the program group, or if we say no, all the exchange of benefits during the recording process will be deemed invalid and must be handed in.”

So Qin Wang thought it was too simple yesterday. It is true that any method can be used, but he can’t hold back that the program team has already had countermeasures in private. Some things must have been arranged long ago, and the traditional method of wooing must be dismantled in the first step.

As soon as Wen Qinghan’s voice fell, Shi Qingqiu continued: “Moreover, the guard is a child, not a mature adult, so he can’t deal with it with adult methods.”

“Well, that’s right.”

Shi Qingqiu leaned against the iron fence door with her hands around her chest and facing the direction of Wen Qinghan’s room. The faint voice came from next door, as calm as before, but after the night before, she sounded a little relieved.

She suddenly wanted to see Wen Qinghan, but she could only hear the voice but couldn’t see anyone, which was really uncomfortable.

Seeing her silence, Wen Qinghan tentatively called out, “Qingqiu?”

“Huh?” Shi Qingqiu was called to regain his senses, shook his head, and threw out the idea just now, “I’m here, just thinking about things.”

Wen Qinghan said: “Leave that child to me. If you want to find me, open the door when he goes to eat and go back to rest.”

When she said the latter words, her usual indifferent tone was a little more gentle, but the distance was far away, and it was difficult to tell when it was passed to Shi Qingqiu.

So when listening to someone speaking, it’s best to look into her eyes and hear her voice at a very close distance, so as not to miss every trace of emotion in her eyes, every point in her words. emotion.

“Okay.” Shi Qingqiu agreed softly. After speaking, he immediately realized whether Wen Qinghan could not hear him, and raised his voice and said, “I know.”

There was a child’s voice humming a nursery rhyme from far away, as well as the sound of children’s footsteps. Along with these, Shi Qingqiu heard Wen Qinghan’s voice: “Qingqiu, he is here, close the door.”

Shi Qingqiu let out an “um”. She didn’t hear Wen Qinghan’s door closing before closing the wooden door. All the senses that could feel Wen Qinghan’s presence seemed to fail at the same time, just like a ship that lost its compass at sea. There is no sense of direction.

She closed the door, the temperature in her eyes disappeared with the curvature of the corners of her lips. She squeezed the doorknob and closed her eyes, trying to calm this unreasonable anxiety, but after she closed her eyes, the world in front of her was completely dark. Wen Qinghan appeared with a gentle look.

Wen Qinghan never closed the door. She waited for the child to come over. When he was about to behave like a watchman to reprimand her, she bent down, and some strands of her long black hair slipped to her cheeks and covered them. Some were cold and smiled: “Children, it’s too boring here, shall we talk about it?”

“You…what do you want to do?” The boy was a little knotted in his tongue. He opened his eyes and looked at Wen Qinghan behind the iron gate, only thinking that the beautiful sister inside looked dangerous.

“I won’t go out, what are you afraid of? I won’t let you be defeated by other kids.” Wen Qinghan passed a trace of inquiry in his eyes, staring at the child intently, observing the details of his expression.

Hearing this, the boy breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled the iron fence door and found that it was very strong. As the uncles said, as long as he didn’t take the initiative to take out the key to open the door, the sister inside would definitely not be able to get out.

Wen Qinghan pulled a chair from the side and sat by the door, “How about it, don’t you worry about it now?”

The boy looked around, and finally sat on the ground, separated by an iron fence from Wen Qinghan. He looked up at Wen Qinghan and asked, “Then what do you want to say? I don’t know anything, I just came to look at you.”

Wen Qinghan clasped her hands on her knees, smiled, trying not to make herself look too inaccessible, “How many grades are you in?”

“Fourth grade, next semester will be fifth grade, and he will be studying in the elementary school in the town.” The boy answered obediently. He hugged his knees to see Wen Qinghan. The only precaution left after pulling the iron fence just now is because Wen Qinghan’s gentle appearance is slowly disappearing.

Wen Qinghan nodded and asked, “Then which of your homework is the best? When I was a kid, I hated math the most, how about you?”

“I don’t like mathematics, I like Chinese, and my Chinese score is the best!” the boy said, his voice became excited, but after a while he fell again, and his mood suddenly fell to the bottom, “but every time I I want to show my transcript to my father. I heard my mother say that my father is very good at math, but every time he doesn’t want to read it, or hit me with a stick…”

The boy put his chin on his knees, and the emotions of the child always come quickly without disguising it. In the last second, I was very excited to talk to Wen Qinghan about his favorite subjects, and in the next second, he quickly wilted after thinking of sad things, just like the sky was overcast when the weather was clear the last moment.

Wen Qinghan frowned, she slowly stretched out her hand, the boy did not notice, she paused, and still touched his head. The boy looked up in surprise. She smiled and asked, “Why does Dad always beat you? Have you asked him?”

The boy’s next sentence surprised Wen Qinghan:

“He not only beats me, but sometimes also beats mom.”

Wen Qinghan looked in the direction of the cameraman in surprise and consciousness. What’s going on? Is it the show schedule or is it real? If it is true, then the question before her is asking her to help this child?

She thought about it carefully, pulling a thread from the complicated memories in her mind, and all the information about “In and Out of the Play” flashed through her eyes again. Soon, a light flashed quickly, and Wen Qinghan narrowed his eyes slightly.

She retracted her thoughts, looked at the boy’s untimely long sleeves, and resumed the slow motion of the hand touching his head, rubbing his hair lightly with her thumb: “Then how do you usually solve it? How did your mother tell you of?”

The boy shook his head, his big clear eyes flashed a little bit of sparkle, “Dad sometimes cries with us, cries with me, and cries with mom. Mom says forgive dad, dad feels bad because of bad legs , Not intentional. Dad promised not to do this to us again next time, but the next time he gets drunk again, he will cry and beat us again…”

“What happened to your father’s leg?” Wen Qinghan caught the point.

“Dad broke his leg while working. Now it is inconvenient to walk and work…” When the boy said this, his sad expression had changed slightly, and his tone was more concerned.

Wen Qinghan immediately asked the most important question: “Then do you think Dad should be forgiven?”

The boy seemed to have stopped his grief, his face was blank, and it seemed that he had been asked such a question for the first time. He shook his head slightly at first, but then nodded again, “Dad is unhappy. Dad didn’t mean it. He loved me very much before, and he will soon return to the way he used to be.”

Wen Qinghan’s hand froze there all of a sudden. Perhaps this child has been instilled so many times that he would forgive him so much, but his initial shaking of his head represented his truest thoughts. In his heart Did not forgive his father.

“If I say that this is wrong, would you agree with me?” Wen Qinghan’s tone was extremely light, and her hand was stroking the boy’s head slowly along his hair, one after another. .

“No, you are talking nonsense! You are lying to me!” The boy seemed to have been touched by the scales. He shook off Wen Qinghan’s hand hard, and the white and thin hand was thrown heavily on the iron fence.

Wen Qinghan could even hear a crisp sound, frowning with pain, she saw the boy hurriedly get up, pointing to her door and shouting: “You are not allowed to talk! Close the door! Close the door! Hurry up!”

This situation was not right. The cameraman became serious and wanted to go over. Wen Qinghan waved his hand to indicate that it was not in the way. Then he took a deep look at the panting boy, got up, moved the chair away, and closed the door.

The pain in her hand joints gradually faded along with the dull atmosphere, but the pain that accompanied her when she moved her fingers a little made her remember the moment of panic and subconscious resistance in the child’s eyes just now.

This day passed very quickly. In addition to dealing with the host once, Wen Qinghan quietly opened the door to observe the child, staying up until the evening when he finally left, and Wen Qinghan opened the door. The moonlight outside sprinkled a large area on the corridor, Wen Qinghan stretched out one hand with the palm facing upwards, the moonlight leaked from her slightly open fingers, and the breeze passed by, as if holding the moonlight.

“Qing Han, what are you doing?”

Shi Qingqiu’s voice was slightly smiling, and it passed faintly. She saw Wen Qinghan’s thin fingertips exuding a slight chill under the light of the moonlight, and her fingers were gently gathered, as if she wanted to catch the sprinkle. moonlight.

“Nothing, just thinking about things.” Wen Qinghan sighed, moved his injured right hand, and smiled lightly.

It is rare to hear Wen Qinghan take the initiative to admit that she has something on her mind. She never said anything before, and she always planned something in her heart. Shi Qingqiu was suddenly curious, and she asked: “What are you thinking about? Is it related to the present?”

The spread hand was clenched into a fist shape in an instant. It was obviously a slender finger, but Shi Qingqiu had an illusion for no reason. He always felt that this hand carried a steady stream of energy and faith, but whenever this hand wanted What you catch may not be immediately available, but it is only a matter of time. Shi Qingqiu lifted his lips and smiled, shook his head and threw away this absurd idea.

“Qingqiu, in fact, I’m not very sure this time. One day has passed. I haven’t thought of how to deal with that kid. If we lose this time and we can’t get out within three days, will you blame me? ”

Shi Qingqiu was stunned. She cut a wall clearly, and she couldn’t see her face. She had to stretch out her arms in this way to barely see her palms. Even so far apart, Shi Qingqiu was inexplicably inexplicable. Feeling Wen Qinghan sighing.

The word “no” stuck in Shi Qingqiu’s throat. She opened her mouth but couldn’t tell. She didn’t care about winning or losing, but Wen Qinghan would think she cares. She saw that hand stretched out slowly again, and her thin fingers were as cold as they were when she squeezed into her palm two days ago. They were so cold and looked so cold.

Shi Qingqiu smiled and said, “If we lose, we can win back again. Has anyone said that if we lose, we can’t win back in the next game? It’s not over yet.”

Wen Qinghan was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly raised a smile, the stars in his eyes were better than the stars in the sky, “Yes, you can win it back.”

When will you fully understand that if you lose once, you can win back again. There is one person who will let you lose all the games, and there will always be someone who will make you a complete victory, giving you what you have lost and what you haven’t gained.