Chapter 501: Warmth, flower seedlings, magazines, family
The electric light completely illuminates the surroundings.
This is a small bedroom of only 7 or 8 square meters. In addition to a single bed, there is only a simple desk and chair.
The furniture is old and there are mottled marks on the walls.
The windows were somewhat worn out due to years of disrepair, and they made bursts of collision sounds with the wind and rain.
“Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble” gradually came.
Qiuqiu, who was huddled in the corner, shook her body and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared.
I can’t see the face or the figure clearly, but I feel very familiar and friendly.
His appearance is like a warm light that seems to dispel the fear and darkness around him.
At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked hard twice, making a violent "bang" sound.
Qiuqiu let out a low cry and buried her head in her knees again.
Immediately afterwards, an angry roar came from outside the door:
"You damn girl! If you don't study well every day, you will cause trouble for me! Are you getting into a fight just a few days after moving to the new school? Tell me, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
"Do you think you are still a little brat from the village? You act casually and think this is a rural area?"
"Do you know that I spent a lot of money to let you study in this school? How many connections did you lose? In the end, you repay me like this?"
"Do you know how busy I am every day? I guard that shabby shop every day, and I am so tired that I can't even straighten my waist.
I come back and listen to these bad things from you. What a sin I have done!"
Sobs sounded in the small bedroom.
Qiuqiu gritted her teeth and tried hard not to let her sobs come out of the door.
Soft and slow footsteps sounded.
"Autumn and autumn." The voice is like the first ray of sunshine in spring, penetrating the cold air.
Qiuqiu suddenly raised her head and looked forward with tears in her eyes.
He stood not far from the bed, his outline vaguely outlined by the hazy light.
The warm breath gradually enveloped her body, bringing an infinite sense of security.
Just like the father she fantasized about since she was a child.
Infinite yearning and expectation suddenly arose in my heart.
She tilted her head and asked tentatively: "Dad?"
Tang Song was stunned. Under the influence of [Dream Flower Seeds], he seemed to be able to sympathize with her emotions at the moment.
I understood that she was projecting her inner longing for her father into the dream, and indirectly regarded herself as this symbol.
He did not correct him, but nodded slightly, "Yes, it's dad."
Hearing this, tears burst into Qiuqiu's eyes.
He stood up suddenly and threw himself into Tang Song's arms, like a wounded kitten that had found shelter. He sobbed and said, "Dad, I'm so afraid that my mother-in-law won't want me anymore, and my mother doesn't want me either. My classmates in school don't like me, saying that I speak rustically. , and the clothes are not fashionable. I can’t play the piano, sing pop songs, dance, and can’t play with them—”” She talked intermittently, and her tears gradually soaked Tang and Song’s clothes.
Tang Song gently patted her back and comforted her in a low voice: "It's okay, I'm here to accompany you. No matter what happens, we can face it together."
Qiuqiu choked with sobs and asked, "Really? Will you not want me?"
"Really, I won't let you go."
At the same time, the warmth in the chest became stronger, and the newly sprouted seedlings seemed to have grown up.
The surrounding air became softer and warmer, and the darkness seemed to be dispelled.
At the same time, there was more intense banging on the door and her mother's roar: "Are you obedient or not?
Open the door for me!"
Qiuqiu's body tensed up again and her face turned pale.
She shrank back to Tang Song and asked timidly: "Will mom come in and beat me? I'm afraid."
Tang Song held her trembling shoulders, and his voice was gentle and full of magnetism: "No, as long as I am here, no one can hurt you, not even your mother."
As soon as he finished speaking, the roar outside the door disappeared, and there was only the sound of wind and rain in the air.
Qiuqiu raised her head and looked at the blurry figure in front of her eyes, a trace of deep dependence and trust gradually appeared in her eyes.
"Dad, my window is broken. It makes noise when the wind blows. I'm so scared that I can't sleep at night. My mother doesn't want me to sleep with her."
Tang Song looked at the broken window that was shaking in the wind and rain, his eyes twinkling.
Like magic, the windows instantly became new, and even the sound of wind and rain outside was blocked.
Qiuqiu’s tears gradually stopped, her eyes full of curiosity and joy.
She quickly got out of bed, came to the window with bare feet, and reached out to touch the brand new window.
She turned around and said in surprise: "Dad is so awesome, he fixed it so quickly!"
Then, she pointed to the light on the ceiling of the room. "This lamp often flashes on and off at night.
I didn't dare to turn it on. I told my mother, but she never had time to fix it, so she asked me to use a desk lamp first."
Tang Song wiped the tears on her face, raised her head, "It'll be fine soon."
Then, the lights were turned on, and the whole room became transparent and bright.
Qiuqiu smiled like a flower in an instant, "There is also this table, the drawers always shake, I'm afraid it will fall down."
Tang Song came to the desk, his eyes first stayed on the colored pen drawings on the table for a moment.
There is a picture of a kind-faced old lady with a basket on her arm and some red peppers in it.
It can be seen that Qiuqiu is very talented in painting.
Although raw and simple, it is full of spirituality.
Tang Song pulled the drawer, turned around and said with a smile, "Try again."
Qiuqiu quickly sat down at the table and pushed and pulled it several times.
She raised her head and looked at him with admiration, "It's really good!"
Tang Song patted her head and said with a smile, "Is there anything else that needs to be repaired?"
Qiuqiu felt comfortable, her eyes dimmed, and she whispered: "The door at my mother-in-law's house is broken, and there is a hole in the yard."
In the bright and warm small bedroom.
The girl version of Qiuqiu lowered her head and began to talk to herself unconsciously.
First he talked about the problems at grandma’s house, and then he talked about the few chickens he raised in the yard.
Talking about it, we talked about things in school.
Today is the second month since she transferred to Chengdu.
Suddenly coming from the countryside to this strange big city, she lost contact with all her friends and classmates.
The environment, things, and people here gave her a deep sense of fear.
And the only mother I know well, but because of her busy work, she rarely has time to accompany her.
The middle school she attends is considered a very good one.
Her classmates are all excellent. Due to the gap in educational resources, her academic performance is not as good as other classmates, and she does not have many common topics with them.
Tang Song squatted down and looked at her level, gently stroking her soft hair with his palms, and whispered comfort from time to time.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Qiuqiu’s voice stopped.
She glanced at the thunderstorm outside, turned around, with a hint of expectation in her eyes: "Dad, can you sleep with me? I am particularly afraid of thunder."
Tang Song said softly, "Of course."
"Thank you." Qiuqiu immediately stood up and began to make her bed.
But soon, a frustrated expression appeared on her face, "But my bed is too small for the two of us."
"It doesn't matter, come with me, I know a wider and more comfortable place." Tang Song held her cold little hand.
The surrounding scene began to undergo wonderful changes.
The originally narrow small bedroom gradually blurred and was replaced by an open room.
An extra large double bed is placed in the middle, covered with white bedding, and the surrounding decoration is fashionable and luxurious.
Qiuqiu opened her eyes wide and stepped carefully on the soft carpet, "Wow, where is this place? It's so beautiful!"
"This is my home."
"Ah! So dad, you live here, so can I live here often in the future?"
"Of course, you can treat this as your home."
"Thank you, Dad!" Qiuqiu climbed onto the bed excitedly, buried her face in the fluffy pillow, and took a deep breath: "It smells so good. It's much more comfortable than mom's bed at home!"
Tang Song sat by the bed, tucked her in, and then turned on the night light on the bedside table.
The light is soft and warm, shrouding the entire room in a warm and peaceful atmosphere.
"Dad, can you tell me a story?"
"emm--I have to think about this carefully.-""
"Then let me tell you something." Qiuqiu blinked her watery eyes and began to talk about the stories her grandma told her since she was a child.
[Dream flower seedlings] quietly stretch their branches, emitting a soft light.
Her voice became softer and softer, and her breathing became more and more steady.
September 27, 2023, Wednesday, cloudy to sunny.
The sky outside the window gradually became brighter, and a thin layer of mist filled the air, like a thin veil covering the sky over the city.
The sun shines in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a soft trail of light on the bed.
The thick and long eyelashes trembled. Cheng Qiuqiu slowly opened his eyes and sat up slightly stiffly.
She looked forward happily, dazed for a while, and then stretched out, feeling a sense of refreshment flowing through her body.
I haven’t slept so comfortably and solidly for a long time.
Generally speaking, whenever there is a thunderstorm, she will have nightmares, and most of the time she will be woken up in the middle of the night.
But this time it was very different, it seemed like I had a sweet dream.
In the dream, it seemed to be the time when I just left grandma’s house and went to Chengdu.
However, when she tried to recall it seriously, those originally vivid scenes gradually became blurred and hazy, and finally only a vague emotion remained, lingering in her heart.
He rubbed his forehead vigorously.
She always felt as if she had forgotten something important.
Despite this, she felt inexplicably relaxed and peaceful in her heart.
I looked at the clock on the wall.
7:30.
"It's so late!" Cheng Qiuqiu whispered and jumped out of bed.
Then I remembered that the senior sister is still in Wushan, not Yancheng.
If you are alone, you can just eat whatever you want.
After exhaling, Cheng Qiuqiu began to make the bed.
Put on clothes and stand in the bedroom.
Her eyes subconsciously glanced at the ceiling lamp above her head, and then at her desk.
I felt lost in my heart.
Shaked his head, came to the bedside table, unplugged the charger, and picked up the phone.
An unread message popped up on the screen:
[Tang and Song: "Good morning, Qiuqiu."]
Cheng Qiuqiu's fingers paused slightly, and his heartbeat began to accelerate suddenly.
This message was sent at 6 o'clock in the morning, which means that Tang Song sent her this message as soon as he woke up.
What does he mean?
Are you concerned about me?
Or just asking casually?
I stared at the phone screen for a long time.
Cheng Qiuqiu’s plump chest rose and fell, and she bit her boastful lower lip hard, suppressing all the joy and suspicion in her heart.
She tapped the screen with her finger and replied restrainedly and politely: "Good morning, Mr. Tang, do you have any questions for me?"
After sending the message, she felt a little painful for some reason.
I feel like I am losing something by boasting.
By the time I realized this, the time for withdrawing the message had already exceeded the limit.
Immediately afterwards, the phone vibrated.
[Tang Song: "Nothing's wrong. It thundered and rained in Yancheng last night. Did you sleep well in the rental house alone?"]
Cheng Qiuqiu stood in Gaoli blankly, staring at the screen for a few seconds.
I typed quickly and replied: "It's good. I've had a good sleep until now. I feel very energetic. I'm getting ready to eat."
The light in the bedroom gradually became brighter, and the wall clock on the wall ticked.
After just a few simple chats about daily life, the corners of Cheng Qiuqiu’s mouth unconsciously raised a slight arc,
Feeling extremely full and satisfied.
"Good morning, Qiuqiu."
"Good morning."
"Morning, Qiuqiu, wow, today The makeup is so delicate. "
"It's - not bad -"
After saying hello to his colleagues in the department, Cheng Qiuqiu sat down at his desk.
Since the second batch of employees going to team building has already set off, the entire office area looks very clear.
After packing up his things, turning on the computer, Cheng Qiuqiu began to work seriously.
Maybe it’s because she earns enough interest, she is full of energy, her thinking is extremely active, and inspirations pop up in her mind one after another.
I also have a new understanding and thinking about the visual recognition system of [HEYISTUDIO].
Her eyes became brighter and brighter, and the hand holding the drawing pen began to move quickly.
I don’t know how long it has been.
“Buzz buzz—one”
A notification popped up on WeChat on the computer.
[Tang and Song: "Qiuqiu, come to my office."]
Cheng Qiuqiu's hand paused momentarily, and the drawing pen hung in mid-air.
Taking a deep breath, stood up and walked towards the president's office.
When passing by the activity area, she subconsciously stopped in front of the mirror and carefully styled her hair.
"Dong dong dong——"
"Please come in."
The magnetic voice made Cheng Qiuqiu's heartbeat suddenly accelerate.
Hold the door handle and push open the office door.
Outside the floor, sunlight filled the room. There were several documents and two cups of coffee on the desk.
He was sitting at his desk, casually flipping through a piece of information.
The sunlight illuminated half of Chou’s body, as if giving Chou a halo.
It also makes it look warm and charming.
The figure Cheng Qiuqiu looked at gradually fell into a trance, and she unconsciously murmured: "ba" -
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she immediately realized the gaffe of boasting, and hurriedly closed her mouth, her face instantly became extremely unnatural.
"Coming?" Tang Song raised his head when he heard the noise, showing a gentle smile.
When their eyes met, Cheng Qiuqiu’s heart beat wildly.
She quickly lowered her head and said with a trembling voice: "Mr. Tang, are you looking for me?"
Tang Song put down the documents in his hands, picked up a cup of coffee on the table, walked slowly to her, and handed the coffee over. "Have a cup of coffee."
"Is this for me?" Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the coffee in his hand, somewhat disbelieving.
"Well, take it." Tang Song smiled and glanced over her head inadvertently.
In front of my eyes, the tall emerald green flower seedlings bred from [Dream Flower Seeds] have quietly grown,
They look particularly energetic.
"Thank you." Cheng Qiuqiu took the coffee with both hands, and his fingertips accidentally touched the ugly skin.
Although she tried hard to maintain her high appearance, a thin layer of red quietly appeared on the base of her ears.
"You're welcome." Tang Song picked up another cup of coffee and shook it towards her, "Here, touch one."
With a "click one by one" sound, the paper cups touched lightly and made a crisp sound.
Tang Song took a sip of coffee and asked with concern in a relaxed tone: "How is your work lately? Is the progress of the visual recognition system going smoothly?"
"Well, it's good." Cheng Qiuqiu replied in a low voice, rubbing the edge of the coffee cup unconsciously with his fingers.
The two of them just said nothing, drinking coffee and chatting.
Tang Song seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile: "By the way, Qiuqiu, Minghao Company has a surprise for you."
"What surprise?"
Tang Song shook his head and said mysteriously: "You will know it, Minghao."
Yao Lingling originally wanted to join the company after the National Day holiday and did not want to take advantage of the company's paid holidays. However, at Tang Song's insistence, she still joined the company early.
This holiday is just a good time for her to understand the company’s live broadcast style and understand the preferences of the target group.
The biggest characteristic of this cheerful and generous elementary school girl is that she has a strong appeal and can provide abundant emotional value.
For Qiuqiu, a girl with a "dark heart", she is definitely the most complementary player.
The two chatted for a few more words, Cheng Qiuqiu bent down to say goodbye and left.
Watching her sexy figure disappear from the door, a complicated emotion flashed in Tang Song's eyes.
Looking down at the coffee cup in his hand, the scenes from last night’s dream reappeared.
Although she only came into contact with part of it, the psychological trauma caused to her by Gao Shou's past experience was truly fed back into her consciousness through [Dream Flower Seeds].
She is indeed a very poor little girl.
Finish the coffee in your hand.
Tang Song returned to the boss’s chair, put on his glasses, and began to read the document carefully.
One day passed.
"Ding dong one—" WeChat prompt sounded.
[Wen Ruan: "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival. When do you plan to return to Quancheng? In the morning, is it still the first hair?"]
Seeing the news about his eldest sister, Tang Song's brows raised slightly.
With a gentle personality, I would never ask such a question for no reason.
His eyes flickered, and he replied: "Whenever you want me to marry you, I will marry you back."
[Wen Ruan: Really sensible.jpg]
[Wen Ruan: "Come home with me Minghao in the evening, and Houhao will return to Quancheng in the morning. We have been together for so long, and my parents have always wanted you to come home for a meal."]
Seeing her reply, a gentle smile appeared on Tang Song's face.
In fact, it is very clear that it is different from Zhao Yaqian, Lin Muxue and others.
Thirty-year-old Wen Ruan is very concerned about relationships and family.
She really wants to boast that she can integrate into her family as her significant other.
Tang and Song Dynasties: "Okay, why not just stay at your house at night and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together."
[Wen Ruan: "(# Cover your mouth and laugh) Brother, don’t you have any bold ideas?"]
Tang and Song: "Indeed, there is, and it is very big."
[Wen Ruan: "Tsk, is it 36E?"]
< br>Tang Song: "Sister, I want to see 36E now."
[Wen Ruan: "(#enchanting)Wait for me and take a photo for you."]
Seeing Wen Ruan's reply, Tang Song's heart instantly became hot.
Big sister is really knowledgeable!
Waited anxiously.
"Ding dong——
[Wen Ruan: Photo.jpg]
Tang Song quickly clicked to check, and the expression on his face froze.
This is not a selfie of Wen Ruan, but a cover of Fortune magazine that she took .
The one above is a blond and blue-eyed white beauty, and she is a very familiar person.
I have seen Annie’s photos many times on the Internet.
This heir to the Kate family and the co-founder of Jingwu Capital has a considerable degree of influence around the world.
With her background and impressive figure, she has frequently appeared in major financial and fashion media magazines in recent years.
According to Wen Ruan, Fortune will conduct an exclusive interview with her in the middle of next month.
It was probably for this reason that she flipped through the relevant content and saw Sheni Kate’s information.
As for why they guessed that Sheni Kate was related to self-praise, Tang and Song Dynasties really didn’t know. Is it a woman’s sixth sense?
"Buzz buzz——"
[Wen Ruan: "How is it? Is it 36E? Does it look good?"]
Tang Song smiled and replied: "It's okay, I think my sister's 36E is more attractive."
[Wen Ruan: "This is a top-notch ocean horse. How can I compare to my sister? Last time she came to Guangying Media on behalf of Jingwu Capital, I have beaten a real person, and she looks very exciting."]
Seeing this news, Tang Song understood instantly.
I did hear about Jingwu Capital’s contact with Light and Shadow Media before, but I didn’t expect that it was Sheng Ni who came to the scene in person.
[Wen Ruan: "Besides, this Miss Sheng Ni looked at me very strangely, as if she was sizing up something. Do you think she has a crush on me? (#bad laugh)"]
Tang Song pointed his fingers, almost laughed out loud, and quickly replied: "You should be careful, blind. I heard that Miss Sheng Ni's sexual orientation is a mystery, and And he is also a fitness enthusiast, a tall guy with abdominal muscles."
[Wen Ruan: "(#squints) Oh? It seems you know it very well? Are you thinking about riding a big horse?"]
The corners of Tang Song's eyes twitched, and he quickly changed the subject and started chatting with her about the gifts that Ming Hao had come to prepare.
Yan Provincial Financial Center, Rongliu Investment, General Assistant Office.
The steaming coffee contains white mist from the nitrogen box in the cup.
Lin Muxue sat in front of a large desk, her slender fingers gently tapping the laptop keyboard.
On the screen, lines of English words jumped out.
As she was about to apply for admission, she felt really uneasy.
Although Lin Tiantian promised to provide her with a professional team to help her pass various levels.
But Lin Muxue is still a little uneasy, fearing that she will be exposed because she boasts too little. Now she starts copying some documents and materials whenever she has time to improve her verbal expression ability.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding."
After looking at the call information, Lin Muxue frowned, pressed the volume button, muted the ringtone, and let the phone vibrate silently on the desktop.
After a while, the "ding-ding-ding-ring-one-one" bell rang again.
She took a deep breath, hovered her fingertips over the answer button for a few seconds, and finally opened the screen: "Hello?"
"Xiaoxue, how are you doing at work? Are you busy?" Her father's voice with a strong local accent came from the top of the phone, and the shouts from the construction site could be heard in the background.
Lin Muxue said calmly: "Okay, Dad, if you have anything interesting to do, just tell me, just go around."
"Hey, I just want to ask, are you coming back on August 15th? Your mother steamed a basket of jujube steamed buns, and also baked your favorite stone steamed buns." His father's voice was obviously a little weaker, with a careful flattery.
Hearing this, Lin Muxue took a deep breath, "I can't go back, the company is very busy."
"Oh." His father's voice was obviously lost. Then he cheered up again, "Blind, your sister Zhenzhen said that she is going to Yancheng with her classmates on November 1, so I asked her to bring you some things from our house, including the newly harvested walnuts, and your husband-in-law's favorite Qiongguo candy when you were little."
Lin Muxue’s throat rolled slightly, and she was silent for a moment: "I know."
"Xiaoxue, when are you free, come back and take a look. Your mother—"
"Dad, I have to go to a meeting. I'll hang up now.
"Chengcheng, you're busy."
Silence returned to the office.
Lin Muxue stared at the darkened mobile phone screen, with a complex look on her delicate face.