N-M Chapter 863 Red Bean
Chapter 863 Red Bean
Chapter 863 Red Bean
"...I haven't felt it yet. When the snowflakes bloom, we will understand more clearly what gentleness is if we tremble together..."
The song in Li Qingning's mind drowned out the sound in his headphones.
The pen in her hand paused for a moment.
"Have you finished class?"
She took off her headphones.
"Ah."
Jiang Yang rested his head slightly on her shoulder, smelling the fresh fragrance after bathing.
“…Sometimes, sometimes, I believe that everything has an end, meeting and leaving, and sometimes nothing will last forever…”
Li Qingning touched his head, without taking her eyes off the document, and did not speak again. Although she didn't know why Jiang Yang was sad again and missed her even though they were only separated by a wall, she enjoyed the ambiguity.
"…I haven't boiled red beans for you yet, turning them into lingering wounds. Then, sharing them together, you will better understand the sorrow of missing someone…"
Li Qingning:......
She now roughly understood where this song came from.
"Go, go, go take a shower."
Li Qingning patted Jiang Yang on the cheek.
Scumbag.
All the tenderness was misplaced.
After Jiang Yang left, Li Qingning put on headphones and was about to continue reading the document when the tip of her pen suddenly stopped. She was stunned and pulled out a piece of paper from the side, and the tip of her pen rustled across the paper.
When Jiang Yang came out of the shower, Li Qingning was still sitting at the table, but he was sitting with his knees hugged, his chin resting on them, looking quiet and melancholy.
Jiang Yang walked over while wiping his hair, and was surprised to find that Li Yu's eyes were slightly red and there was a light in his eyes.
He quickly put down the towel and squatted down to check: "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"
"No."
Li Qingning controlled his emotions.
Jiang Yang: "What's wrong?"
"Thinking of you being a scumbag, and then writing half a song."
Li Qingning collected the papers on the table and put them in the folder where he kept his inspirations.
Jiang Yang:......
He quickly said, "I'm not a scumbag."
He thought for a moment and said, "I'm really not a scumbag!"
"understood."
Li Qingning tapped Jiang Yang's chest with her toes, "Or, you should just be a little bit more scumbag."
Jiang Yang: “Ah?!”
Li Qingning: "I wrote half a song and couldn't continue. I have no inspiration. I won't let you be such a jerk. Please perform for me and I will look for some inspiration."
"I think you're getting sick from being idle."
Jiang Yang picked her up and carried her to the bed. While they were playing, Jiang Yang suddenly said, "I'm sorry."
"Ok?"
Li Qingning smiled and leaned over to kiss him.
morning.
The car started and they set off on their journey home.
The sky was overcast, but it wasn't raining.
The car drove down the mountain along the quiet road and along the coastal road, revealing a corner of the sea under the cloudy sky in front of Jiang Yang, which was quite beautiful.
Jiang Yang leaned against the car window to watch.
I just don’t know when I’ll see it next time.
I don’t know if it’s because he died once, but Jiang Yang found that he now cares more and more about leaving traces. When he thought that once he left, there would be no him in this world, he wanted to leave something behind.
Or--
In this situation, he wanted to write a poem to prove that he had been there.
then--
He took out his cell phone and opened the foreign version of Tuitui.
Jiang Yang’s account is no longer the same as it used to be. Since people knew that this account was the real “Jiang Yang”, his fans have grown exponentially. Many people who have read his books have followed him, hoping to get a response from him or news about his new book.
however--
They were disappointed.
Jiang Yang's account is not updated very often, and even when it is updated, it is just to share Li Yu's songs.
Even so, the number of fans of Jiang Yang's account increased rapidly.
because--
The English version of "The Hobbit" was published overseas, bringing him another wave of fans.
just now.
Jiang Yang finally stopped sharing Li Yu's songs.
He wanted to be sentimental, but after thinking for a long time, he really didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "It's so close, so beautiful, let's go to Hebei this weekend."
Other people's ability to plant flags in the sky, on the ground and in the water is far inferior to his.
He planted a flag in another world!!!
And he’s still using the identity of the big devil’s husband, that’s awesome!
Jiang Yang inserted the address and sent it out.
He looked at this sentence with great pride, but the fans’ reaction was just: ???
porter:!!!
Jiang Yang:......
The cultural and tourism industry here is not shouting this slogan, so it is normal that it does not receive much response.
He looked at Li Qingning dully.
She was wearing a shirt and had her hair tied into a bun. She was sitting with her legs crossed. There was a tablet on the small table in front of her with reports and documents on it. She was looking at these documents while wearing Bluetooth headphones and having a meeting with someone over there.
As the earrings sway, they sparkle with the charm of a royal sister.
Jiang Yang couldn't help but take out his cell phone and took a picture.
Li Qingning glanced at it while speaking and smiled at the camera.
Photo freeze.
There are fleeting lights outside the window and a bright beauty inside the window.
This photo is really awesome!
Jiang Yang felt that he had the talent to become a photography artist. Every photo he took was so beautiful that they could be entered into competitions and win awards.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he posted the photo on his social media.
Now more people responded.
These people are all Jiang Yang's fans. Thanks to his grandma, there are quite a few women. I don't know if it's because they love his wife so much, but these foreigners are all praising his wife for her beauty.
Occasionally, someone would say that their breasts were bigger and wanted Jiang Yang to see them, but Jiang Yang would simply delete the comment and block them.
His wife is the prettiest.
The car went all the way back to Li Qingning's parents' home.
There were guests at home, quite a lot of them, and they came in an endless stream. As soon as one wave left, another wave came. Sometimes, before one wave left, the next wave came. Father Li could only ask Jiang Yang and his wife to help greet them.
Jiang Yang discovered that his wife was very amazing.
At once--
Many people would say a few words of greeting to Jiang Yang when they met him, but as long as it came to books or something like that, Li Qingning would naturally change the subject, and then the greetings were not meaningless, the conversation was quite meaningful.
Anyway—
Before talking to Mr. Li, or when finishing their chat with Mr. and Mrs. Jiang Yang, the visitors all had a feeling of——
how to say.
A kind of desire to continue chatting and still wanting more.
As for Jiangyang——
He is just a vase next to him.
even.
Jiang Yang felt that when an uncle stopped talking, he glanced at Jiang Yang with a look that was like a flower stuck in pig manure, and he hated Li Qingning for not being his daughter-in-law.
Jiang Yang:......
No matter what.
He really couldn't say it.
The topic was so profound that Jiang Yang felt embarrassed to say a word.
Later, Li Qingning and Li's mother stayed to greet them. Jiang Yang strolled into the yard, thinking of getting some fresh air. He happened to see Lao Wang watering flowers in the yard next door, so he greeted him.
"Hey, when did you come back?"
Lao Wang called out and quickly put down the watering can in his hand, "Come on, let's kill a plate."
As he said this, he went back to the house and came out with the chess set.
"Hey, no."
Jiang Yang glanced into the house and said, "I have guests at home."
The whole family is busy and it's not a good idea for him to play here.
"What's the point of you being around? You're not good at that, and you're just causing trouble."
Lao Wang went straight into the yard and placed the chess pieces next to the stone table.
Jiang Yang hesitated, but couldn't resist the old man's enthusiasm, so he finally sat down.
“Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses.”
As the old man set up the chess pieces, he said, "Don't make it too hard on yourself."
Jiang Yang: "What am I good at?"
He doesn't even know it himself.
Lao Wang: "You lost the game."
Every time Jiang Yang loses, Lao Wang is happy.
Jiang Yang:......
"Red Bean" - Faye Wong