If you have a guilty conscience, you must be guilty.

But is it still innocent?

Jiang He stared at him with bright eyes.

She likes days like this and wants to rely on him.

Don't want to go back.

In the ravines of the Tang Dynasty, there was nothing. The food was hard and the drink was dirty...

"Innocent?"

Xu Qing asked again, calming down and trying not to let the alcohol affect him. He felt that Jiang He seemed to have drunk too much, his face was flushed and his eyes were bright.

He looked around and said thoughtfully: "This matter... is a bit complicated. Let's talk about it when we get back."

This girl is a little flirty.

Touching the box in his pocket, Xu Qing clicked, could this come in handy?

If she gets sober tomorrow, she might blow her skull off.

"Very complicated?"

"Yes, it's very complicated. We'll talk about it later."

When the two of them entered Qin's house, Qin Maocai had already put the pot on the table, with bubbles rolling in the pot.

A bottle of sea blue and three pairs of chopsticks.

The Spring Festival Gala was shown on TV, and the two people sang and sang in cross talk.

"Uncle, why don't you find another one?"

After two glasses of wine, Xu Qing looked at the room. A year had passed, and it was still so shabby, and the appearance had not changed at all.

There's just a sofa, a coffee table, a TV on the wall, and a dog cage on the balcony. It's not dirty or messy, but it's very cold.

Qin Hao and Qin Maocai, father and son, live here. They don't pay attention to anything, it's just a place to eat and sleep.

"Where can I go to find someone who would like me?"

"That's not possible."

Xu Qing looked back and forth with her pig-headed face between her arms, and said: "Look at those red sunsets. You can still dance square and hook up together when you are sixty or seventy years old..."

"Okay, okay." Qin Maocai laughed and scolded, turned to Jiang He and said, "Girl, eat vegetables."

"okay."

Jiang He was also looking at the room. There were several photos hanging on the wall. She recognized that it was Qin Hao whom she had met several times.

It's a policeman...

Turning to look at Xu Qing, she felt like she understood something.

"We've been celebrating the New Year at your house this year, when are you planning to get married?" Qin Maocai raised a glass to Xu Qing.

"I haven't thought about that yet, let's take a look first and then talk about it."

"She is from Jiangcheng?"

Qin Maocai asked, but Xu Qing didn't answer and looked at Jiang He.

"I'm not...I'm from Zhecheng." Jiang He said.

"Zhecheng is great. I've been there before to get tea." Qin Maocai's face showed a flash of memories, "It was many years ago. I went there for half a month and it rained for half a month...

Hey, are you coming to Jiangcheng to study?"

"No, I'm here to work."

"You're working so early?" Qin Maocai was surprised, "You look quite young."

"I didn't go to school."

"Oh, that's good. Let this guy take care of you."

"……Um."

Seeing how serious she was, Qin Maocai stopped nagging and raised his hand to pick up the wine glass and motioned to Xu Qing.

He took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, and suddenly sighed: "In this blink of an eye, your kid is about to have a family. Life is really... really fast."

"Aren't the rats talking about it? They all have to suffer like this." Xu Qing smiled and poured him another glass.

Talking to the old man is much more interesting than drinking with Xu Wenbin.

"He's been dating for several months, and I haven't even seen him. If he hadn't posted a photo, I would have thought he was in love with a ghost!"

Qin Maocai curled his lips, "There is really no comparison between people."

"Just talk about it if you can. We can't rush it. You see, I'm not in a hurry..."

Xu Qing and Qin Maocai were chatting and killing time. Jiang He was watching TV quietly, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't find it.

The dancing and singing skits were played one after another on TV. When it was past nine-thirty, the old man was drunk and began to talk about the past. Xu Qing saw that it was about the same and stood up after a while.

"It's getting late, uncle, please go to bed early."

"Hey... don't move, just leave it here and I'll clean it up myself." Qin Maocai saw him clearing the dishes and stopped him.

"It's okay, just sit down."

Xu Qing pushed him down, put away the unfinished dishes in the refrigerator, and took the dishes to the kitchen to wash them. Jiang He followed him and tried to help, but he stopped him.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

"What does it feel like?" 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, helped Qin Maocai back to the house and lay down, then came out and closed the door, then took Jiang He away.

…

The night is dark and the wind is freezing.

The shadows of fireworks flashed in the distance.

The two of them walked silently on the road in the community, hearing one or two laughters from the building next to them from time to time.

The thousands of lights on New Year’s Eve are always more joyful.

"Is the Spring Festival Gala good?"

Xu Qing was wrapped in clothes. The cold wind made his mind clearer. He looked sideways at Jiang He and said, "You have been watching for a long time."

"nice."

Jiang He came back to his senses and thought about it: "What's different about me?"

"Think about it carefully. It's much better to come up with it yourself than if I tell you."

"oh."

Jiang He stopped saying anything and looked down at Xu Qing's hand. When hesitating, Xu Qing had already reached out to hold her.

Well...that's what it feels like.

Her eyelids trembled and she couldn't help but pursed her lips.

It was difficult to find a taxi on New Year's Eve. The two of them stood there for more than half an hour at night, and it was almost eleven o'clock when they got home.

Before going out this time, Jiang He put out rations for the winter melon in advance and didn't make it meow hungry anymore. When the two came back, they just flicked their tails and lay in their nests not wanting to move.

"We can watch the New Year's Eve and go to bed very late, or we can not watch the New Year's Eve and just take a shower and go to bed..."

When Xu Qing came back, she collapsed on the sofa, shook her head, and got up again to find water for herself.

"Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Remember to put on new clothes, all new."

Jiang He made no move and sat on the sofa for a while, struggling for a long time and unable to say what he wanted to say at first.

Seeing that Xu Qing had no intention of speaking, she lay on the sofa and fell asleep after drinking water. Her head was in a mess.

Benefactor...disciple...favor...life...

After sitting blankly for a long time, Jiang He's eyes flickered twice, moving from Xu Qing's face to the kitchen, and he hesitated for a moment before getting up and going there.

"what you do?"

When Xu Qing heard the movement, he raised his head and took a look. He asked but got no response. He closed his eyes and thought carefully about Jiang He's recent changes.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Are we still innocent?"

Jiang He's voice made Xu Qing open his eyes again. He was startled when he saw her appearance, and his eyes moved down. In her right hand, she was holding the white beef ox she usually used for cooking.
To be continued...