The artistic rebirth of engineering women

Chapter 78

Although I have long been used to seeing Cen Xi waiting in the crowd every time I get off the plane, I still have a very warm feeling when I actually see him.

His eyes fell on him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. Yue Wenjing dragged the suitcase and quickened his pace.

Walking up to that person, he called out, "Teacher."

She spent this year's New Year's Eve at Cen Xi's house with him and Xiao Qian.Yue Wenjing couldn't be picky about Cen Xi's craftsmanship, and since it was a special day, the dinner was richer than usual.

The usual meals are basically made by Cen Xi, but after Xiao Qian came to Tanzhou, the Xiao family deliberately sent a master to take care of her body, so Cen Xi has done less recently.

After careful calculation, more than half a month has passed!
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard someone say: "Morning."

Following the prestige, Yue Wenjing was quite surprised.

Xiao Qinghan?How did he come here?
Different from Yue Wenjing's shock, Xiao Qinghan took it for granted, as if he should have appeared here.

Seeing her like this, he still kindly explained: "I have nothing to do at home, so I stopped by. Surprised?" He stretched out his hand, waved it in front of her eyes, and said, "I'm back to my senses."

"It's a little bit." He rubbed his nose embarrassedly and laughed dryly.

He didn't quite understand the current situation, and was a little embarrassed, so he habitually looked at Cen Xi for help, and was about to raise his hand and grabbed his sleeve.But he saw his eyes lowered, his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and he looked like he had nothing to do with him.

For some reason, I suddenly felt like being poured a basin of cold water, and it was so cold to the bone.

After resting his mind, before he could move in the future, the hand beside him was unable to hang down.

Sure enough, she is still too dependent on him, right?
In his previous life, Yue Wenjing was used to being independent.The situation at home is that the father who can be relied on is not at home for a long time, and he doesn't want his mother to worry about him, and he can't bear to let his old grandparents work for him, so he can only make himself more sensible and mature earlier.

In this life, relying on Cen Xi's pampering, she began to avoid many things.What he doesn't want to think about, what he is too lazy to do, just need a word, or even a movement, a look, and he can understand it and help her solve it in the best way.

Now, even such a thing, can't he solve it by himself?

Can't go on like this anymore... Is such a useless person still the same Yue Wenjing who talked and laughed easily, no matter how much pressure he was under, and who was calm and breezy?

"Thank you for coming to pick me up, let's go back first." He lowered his head and slightly pursed his lips into a smile, but for some reason it gave people the illusion of being disheartened.

After a while, he raised his head, the haze cleared, and he seemed to have changed back to the previous person.Some things are already different.

Cen Xi seemed to have noticed something, and frowned slightly, but his lowered head covered his expression.

Dragging the suitcase and walking in front of the crowd.She walked forward a few steps, as if wondering why they didn't follow, stopped, turned around, and said angrily, "You guys are so slow!" The smile in her eyes revealed her emotions.

"What are you doing so fast?" Xiao Qinghan looked at Cen Xi meaningfully as if he didn't notice the undercurrent between the two of them, then looked away and followed quickly.

Cen Xi stood there for a while longer.After a while, he didn't move until the figures of the two gradually faded away.

"Heh." This sound seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body.As if he breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body lost its usual upright and aloof posture, adding a kind of laziness to it.

Looking up and looking into the distance, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

He closed his eyes, exhaled heavily, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, clearly he was still the exile-like person from before.Step up and walk towards the exit.

This scene at the airport did not seem to leave any traces in the hearts of the three, and it seemed that some earth-shaking changes had already taken place.The reason, but only you can understand it.

Nothing special, just like in previous years at Xiao's house during Chinese New Year.Xiao Yan and his wife Qin Yue, who often travel around and haven't seen each other all year round, will stay at Xiao's house only during the few days of Chinese New Year.As the current head of the Xiao family, Xiao Kunbu, the uncle of the Xiao family who is busy with affairs on weekdays, can only rest for a while during this time.The family is together, and the atmosphere is very warm, without the coldness of a family that ordinary people understand.

Different from the damp and cold during the Chinese New Year in Tanzhou, although it snowed in the capital a while ago, the weather has been very fine during the few days when Yue Wenjing arrived, and the ice and snow have melted.

In the afternoon, Yue Wenjing was sitting in the yard, flipping through the piano score.

"Morning." His eyes moved away from the sheet music and landed on the person beside him.

In this family, the only ones who would call her like this were Xiao Qinghan and his aunt Lin Juandan.Now the person who made up his own mind to sit beside her, is it not Xiao Qinghan?

"Ok?"

Since the inexplicable meeting at the airport, the two have returned to the previous mode of getting along with each other. The meeting only stopped at nodding, as if well water does not interfere with river water.Now, which song is this big brother singing?
"I've encountered some trouble." The person in front of him pursed his lips slightly, as if he was in some distress.

"How?" He motioned for him to continue.

Don't understand why he said this to her, but still didn't interrupt.There was a strong premonition in my heart, but I didn't have time to think about it, so I let it go.

"I always think of someone inexplicably." When he said this, his tone was mild like Yue Wenjing had never heard before.

"When I think of her, I will suffer from insomnia. Even if I fall asleep, my dream is full of her shadow." It seems a little troubled, but I can't help but indulge in it.

"Morning," the voice trembled slightly, but the last word was biting out a bit tender.He paused, and then said, "I seem to like you, what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)