He felt guilty. Of course he felt guilty.
But was he still innocent?
Jiang He stared at him with bright eyes.
She liked this kind of life and wanted to rely on him.
She did not want to go back.
In the Tang Dynasty, there was nothing. What they ate was hard, and what they drank was dirty …
"Innocent?"
Xu Qing asked again. He calmed himself down and tried not to let the alcohol affect him. He felt that Jiang He seemed to have drunk too much. Her face was flushed and her eyes were sparkling.
He looked around and said, "This matter … is a bit complicated. Let's go back and talk."
This girl was a little amorous.
Touching the box in his pocket, Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that it came in handy?
Tomorrow, when she sobered up, she would probably crack her skull open.
"Very complicated?"
"Yes, very complicated. Let's talk about it later."
The two of them entered the Qin house. Qin Maocai had already put the pot on the table and it was bubbling.
A bottle of Sea Blue and three pairs of chopsticks.
The Spring Festival Gala was playing on the TV. The two of them were singing and singing.
"Uncle, why don't you find another one?"
After drinking two glasses of wine, Xu Qing looked around the room. A year had passed, but it was still so simple. It had not changed at all.
There was only a sofa with a coffee table, a TV on the wall, and a dog cage on the balcony. It was not dirty or messy, but it was very cold.
The father and son, Qin Hao and Qin Maocai, lived here. They did not care about anything. It was just a place to eat and sleep.
"Where can I find one? Who would like me?"
"That's hard to say."
Xu Qing looked around and said, "Look at those sunset girls. They can still dance in the square and hook up with each other in their sixties or seventies …"
"Come on, come on." Qin Maocai laughed and scolded. He turned to Jiang He and said, "Miss, have some food."
"Mm, okay."
Jiang He was also looking around the room. There were a few photos hanging on the wall. She recognized that it was Qin Hao whom she had seen several times.
He was a police officer …
Turning to look at Xu Qing, she felt as if she had understood something.
"We spent the New Year at your home this year. When are you going to get married?" Qin Maocai raised his glass to Xu Qing.
"I haven't thought about that yet. Let's wait and see."
"Is she from Rivertown?"
Qin Maocai asked. Xu Qing didn't answer but looked at Jiang He.
"I'm not … I'm from Zhejiang City," Jiang He said.
"Zhejiang City is good. I've been there before to get tea leaves." Qin Maocai's face revealed a trace of reminiscence. "Many years ago. I went there for half a month, and it rained for half a month …
Hey, are you here to study in Rivertown? "
"No, I'm here to work."
"You started working so early?" Qin Maocai was surprised. "You look quite young."
"I didn't go to school."
"Oh, I see. That's not bad. Let this kid take care of you."
"… Hmm."
Qin Maocai saw that she was serious and didn't nag anymore. He raised his hand, picked up his glass, and motioned to Xu Qing.
He took a sip, smacked his lips, and suddenly sighed. "In the blink of an eye, you're about to get married. Time passes really … really fast."
"Haozi, aren't we talking about it as well? We all have to go through this." Xu Qing laughed, pouring him another cup.
Talking with the old man was much more interesting than drinking with Xu Wenbin.
"He's been dating for a few months. I haven't even seen him. If he didn't send me a photo, I would have thought he was in a relationship with a ghost!"
Qin Maocai curled his lips. People really couldn't be compared.
"It's good that there's something to talk about. This can't be rushed. Look, I'm not in a hurry …"
Xu Qing and Qin Maocai chatted to kill time. Jiang He watched TV quietly. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find it.
The dancing and singing skits were played one after another on the TV. When it was past 9: 30, the old man was drunk and began to talk about the past. Xu Qing saw that it was enough and stood up.
"It's getting late, uncle. You should rest early."
"Hey … don't move. Leave it here. I'll clean it up myself." Qin Maocai saw him cleaning the dishes and stopped him.
"It's no trouble. Sit down."
Xu Qing pressed him down, put the unfinished dishes in the refrigerator, and took the dishes to the kitchen to wash. Jiang He wanted to help but was stopped by him.
"How do you feel?" he asked.
"What feeling?" Jiang He didn't understand what he meant.
"The gap between you and modern people."
"…"
Jiang He was stunned.
Xu Qing cleaned up the dishes and helped Qin Maocai back to the room to lie down. He closed the door and left with Jiang He.
…
The night was dark and the wind was cold.
The shadow of fireworks flashed in the distance.
The two of them walked silently on the road of the community. They heard laughter from the building next to them from time to time.
The lights of thousands of houses on New Year's Eve were always more cheerful.
"Is the Spring Festival Gala good?"
Xu Qing wrapped himself in clothes. The cold wind made his mind clearer. He turned to look at Jiang He. "You watched it for a long time."
"It's good."
Jiang He came to his senses and thought for a while. "What's different about me?"
"Think about it. It's better to figure it out yourself than me telling you."
"Oh."
Jiang He didn't say anything. She looked down at Xu Qing's hand. When she was hesitating, Xu Qing had reached out to hold her.
Well … that's the feeling.
Her eyelids trembled and she couldn't help but purse her lips.
It was difficult to get a taxi on New Year's Eve. The two of them stood for more than half an hour at night. It was nearly 11 o 'clock when they got home.
This time, before going out, Jiang He had already prepared the rations for the winter melon in advance, so it didn't meow due to hunger. When it saw the two of them coming back, it just swung its tail and lay in its nest, not wanting to move.
"We can stay up late, or we can just take a shower and go to bed …"
Xu Qing came back and collapsed on the sofa. He shook his head and got up to find water for himself.
"Tomorrow is the first day of the New Year. Remember to change into new clothes."
Jiang He didn't move. She sat on the sofa for a while and struggled for a long time. She couldn't say what she wanted to say at first.
Seeing that Xu Qing didn't have any intention to say anything, she was drowsy after drinking water on the sofa. Her mind was in a mess.
Benefactor … Lecher … Affection … Life …
After sitting for a long time, Jiang He's eyes flickered. She moved from Xu Qing's face to the kitchen. She hesitated for a moment and got up.
"What are you doing?"
Xu Qing heard the movement and looked up. He asked but didn't get a response. He closed his eyes and thought about the recent changes in Jiang He.
He didn't know how long it had been.
"Are we still innocent?"
Jiang He's voice made Xu Qing open his eyes again. He was stunned when he saw her. His eyes moved down. She was holding the White Bull's Mark that she usually used to cook in her right hand.
"Why are you drinking?" Xu Qing woke up instantly.
Jiang He didn't say anything but stared at him.
"Let's talk about it. Don't … be impulsive."
Xu Qing tried to take the bottle from her hand. Jiang He let go and still looked at him.
"Are we still innocent?"
"…"
Seeing that Xu Qing didn't say anything, Jiang He suddenly reached out and pressed him on the sofa.
"Innocent!" Xu Qing was shocked. He tried to struggle but couldn't, so he quickly shouted.
"Really?"
"We are innocent!"
"…"
Jiang He lowered her head to look at him, her beautiful hair falling down, casting her face into the shadows.
Cling to him …
Cling to him …
A thought echoed in his heart.
"We …"
As soon as Xu Qing opened his mouth, he saw a trace of fierceness in her eyes, which made his heart sink.
Jiang He narrowed her eyes and suddenly lowered her head.
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