A heartbeat, a lifetime

Chapter 50: Extra Story: Supporting Role (1)
Because he didn't sleep well the night before, when Qin Mou was sitting in the glass bungalow having breakfast, he signaled the Filipino maid to pour a second cup of coffee.

It is early winter outside, but the temperature inside the house is suitable, staying in the season of thin shirts and knitted sweaters that she likes to wear most.The dining table is covered with a beige lace tablecloth, and in the center is a hand-drawn glass flask filled with fresh roses delivered daily from the greenhouse.

There were light footsteps behind her, she turned her head as if telepathically, Sun Jing leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, saying "Good morning".

Yesterday Sun Jing came back late, took a shower, lay down next to her smelling of alcohol, and passed out.

Qin Mou was already a light sleeper, but he couldn't sleep even more after being quarreled by him, so he simply sat up halfway, and looked at the man lying beside him by the moonlight outside the window.

Sun Jing was really good-looking, and he was considered handsome within the range she had set for herself as a marriage partner.But it has been three months since I got married, and this man sleeps next to her every day, why does she still feel that this face is a little strange?You have to think about it carefully to remember his appearance.

Qin Mou got up quietly and went to the bathroom. There was a shirt he had changed in the clothes basket in the bathroom.Her nose is sensitive, and she can vaguely smell the residual fragrance.

Qin Mou looked at himself in the mirror, tried his best to suppress the slightest unhappiness in his heart, and told himself - what else is he dissatisfied with?

In the wedding of the century three months ago, everything she wanted, her husband satisfied her.

Even the special conservatory where she had breakfast.

In the end, she still didn't sleep well all night. When Sun Jing spoke to her, she only heard the second half of the sentence, "...you remember to prepare, I'll ask the driver to pick you up early."

Qin Mou came back to his senses, pursed his lips and said with a smile, "I know."

After marriage, she reduced her work, and spent more time and energy on social occasions with her husband than on work. She is gentle and virtuous, and her husband's family is full of praise.

Sun Jing drank a cup of coffee, ate a sandwich and went to the company.

Before leaving, he kissed her as usual, and the conservatory became quiet again.

After she finished flipping through a magazine, her cell phone rang, and it was Sister Xin calling.

Come to discuss with her about the next job, several films are in contact with the company, waiting for her to choose.

Qin Mou thought for a while, "Then let me read the script first."

"I knew you would say that, and someone sent it over."

After chatting for a while, Li Xin thought about it and asked, "What were you doing last night?"

"About a friend to go to the SPA."

The manager had a deep meaning, "In the future, you should accompany Sun Jing at those banquets as much as possible."

Qin Mou lazily shifted the phone to the other ear, "I don't bother to care about those jokes."

In the morning, I have been watching the script at home, "Twins".It is the story of a pair of sisters.

Qin Mou only read two or three pages before putting it down wearily.

Is there such a sister who loves each other deeply and has a tacit understanding in this world?

She couldn't help but want to laugh.

Qin Mou still remembers the first time she went to Su's house. She sat on the back seat of her father's bicycle and heard her parents discussing how to speak in a low voice. She plays."

She seemed to understand and nodded.

When she rang the doorbell, Qin Mou realized that someone could live in such a big house, unlike theirs, which lived on a cramped floor, and five families shared a small kitchen. It filled the floors.

And there is even a small garden in this house, with many beautiful flowers planted, and a small swing.

She couldn't help thinking enviously, if only she could live here.

Entering the living room, Mom and Dad were sitting on the sofa, their expressions a little cramped.The young and beautiful cousin took Qin Mou's hand and pulled her into a room full of sunshine and dolls.She had never seen so many dolls, and couldn't help but let out a soft "ah".

Aunt Biao knelt down and touched her head, "Yiyi, I'll go and take Sister Yanyan down, can you play together?"

Soon, the cousin took the little girl in the delicate princess dress down, brought in some food, and said softly: "You guys play together, Yanyan, call me sister."

Su Yan blinked her eyes and called "sister" vaguely.

Back from Su's house that day, Qin Mou finally had a beautiful doll of his own.

Not only that, both parents changed jobs and started to work in Roewe.

Qin Mou vaguely understood in her small heart that, just like this beautiful doll, these changes in the family were brought about by the Su family.Later, when she grew up, in her proud heart, she could still remember the smiles of her parents who deliberately flattered her. Those helpers, in her heart, were equivalent to another word - charity.

After that, the two moved around more frequently.

Every time Qin Mou went to Su's house, he was conflicted in his heart. He wanted to play with toys he had never seen before, and he wanted to drink sweet and sour fruit milk, but he felt a little awkward, probably because, what exactly were those things? Not your own.

When the Su family had an accident, Qin Mou heard his parents discussing at home that they wanted to take Su Yan home.

In fact, she is not very willing to share her small room with Su Yan, but she has no way to refute what the adults decide, so she can only wait for that day sullenly.

A black car was parked downstairs, Qin Mou leaned against the window and saw his parents running downstairs to pick them up.Su Yan was carried up by a man in his 50s. She fell asleep on the man's shoulder, and a little boy followed him.

The little boy was a few years older than Qin Mou. He frowned and looked around, then raised his head and said to the man, "Grandpa, does my sister want to live here? It's... so small."

Qin Mou stared at him, feeling a little unhappy, thinking that I don't want to take her to live yet.

But my father was very respectful to that man, called "Mr. Shen" and said, "We will take good care of Yanyan."

That Mr. Shen personally hugged Xiao Su Yan, put her on the small bed, smiled gently and said: "Little girl is still in an unstable situation recently, I have to work hard for you - as for the house, I am already trying to make people look good, you guys The family can move out."

They sat for a while and were about to leave. The little boy stopped at the door, "Grandpa, my sister's favorite bear is still at home..."

Mr. Shen squatted down, looked at his grandson at the same level, and said softly: "My sister can't see familiar things now, have you forgotten?"

They left after all.

When Qin Mou heard his parents talking about the Su family, their tone was very sentimental, but when it came to Mr. Shen's promise to change a house for him, their tone relaxed again.Finally, mother hugged Qin Mou and said: "My sister will live with us in the future, you have to let her do everything."

As a result, Su Yan woke up in the afternoon and started crying, no matter how hugged or coaxed she couldn't stop.Mom and Dad were exhausted, so they had to find Shen's house again. The doctor came, hugging the little girl and talking softly.

When she saw a stranger, she suddenly fell silent.

Mr. Shen came here at night. Seeing this appearance, he sighed and said helplessly, "It seems that we can't keep her here."

That was the last time Qin Mou saw Su Yan in his memory.

Later, she was picked up, and her parents changed jobs and opened a small supermarket in the west of the city.

The family background is not good, but it is not bad. She grew up day by day, and the inferiority complex she had when she was young gradually disappeared in the time. In the Dance Department of the Academy of Arts, Qin Mou was always in high spirits in the happiest moments of girls.

The first ad that she took on as a freshman was a biscuit commercial. On the set, she played a young girl with cardamom, and her senior who had a crush on her secretly put biscuits on her desk.It took two days to shoot, and the final remuneration was several thousand yuan. When she was about to leave, she no longer needed to take several buses like when she came, because the son of the manufacturer had already shown her great hospitality at that time. They all personally drove to pick her up, and asked her out for dinner without any shyness.

The little girl who just stepped into this circle finally found it difficult to resist such vanity and prosperity. Compared with the young boys at school, the young man who focused on driving around her brought her too much vision for the future and desire for material things.

That's why she lost her head and chose that set of jade jewelry in that private club, right?
Because he overestimated his love for her, but he didn't expect that for that man, her existence was just a show-off item, and her value was far less than that set of emeralds.

After returning, the man quickly indifferent to her, never asked her out again.At that time, Qin Mou had already signed a contract with the brokerage company. Inexplicably, the boss who had vowed to make her a first-line actress also gave up on her, and said embarrassingly: "You are still in school, and there will be opportunities in the future." When the contract was terminated, it was clear that it was going to be dragged and frozen.

For the first time in his life, Qin Mou tasted the so-called warmth and coldness.

It's just that there is no background and nothing, so I can only bear it silently because of the frivolity at that moment.

When she was a sophomore, the professional teacher assigned a small thesis. When Qin Mou went to the library to check the information, every table was full of people.She could only sit at the position facing the main entrance of the reference room. Although it was a bit of a style, there were fewer people, and only one boy was seated.

She was very concerned about her homework, and she copied the materials for a long time before she raised her head and stretched her neck, but unexpectedly saw the boy diagonally opposite—he was wearing a light blue shirt and khaki trousers, Qin Mou's gaze was finally It fell on his rolled-up sleeves, with a delicate letter embroidered on it: S.

(End of this chapter)