The guests at home are still women, so it's impossible for Qin Guanglin to accompany them. Why not cook.

If you come to a male friend, you won't cook for Qin Guanglin. Why don't you accompany him.

So Qin Guanglin rolled up his sleeve and went into the kitchen to ask them to wait. He began to cut vegetables and prepare lunch.

"It's like the first time."

Why don't you pour a cup of tea and push it to Gu Xiaoqing. She looks up at the painting on the wall and says with a smile: "it took him several days to draw it."

"Brother Qin is still an artist." Gu Xiaoqing exclaimed that the painting on the wall was too bright, even more eye-catching than the couple's wedding photos.

"Well, it used to be." Why don't you nod and look along her line of sight, "but after painting this picture, he said he would never paint it again Now it's just comics, art and so on. It's gone. "

"Well Every time I see you, I have an impulse to find someone to fall in love with. "

Gu Xiaoqing sighed, playing with his hat in his hand, and said, "but I have to calm down. Not everyone is you."

"Almost. It's hard for someone like you to be unhappy."

Why don't you laugh, "we are the same kind of people. Don't worry and talk boldly. We will have a good result."

"What kind?"

"Smart people."

"Ha ha ha Is this narcissism

"No, I'm serious." Why don't you point your finger at your head and say, "you have this quality."

"Thank you, sister he!"

Gu Xiaoqing didn't care. He turned around and was attracted by the leek like green plants beside the TV. "Ah, is that..."

"Yes."

"I've got a pot, too. I'll take a picture when it blooms." She touched the leaves and said with a smile.

While the two women were chatting, the chubby Qin Guanglin wore an apron and, like a housewife, skillfully tossed a spoon to stir fry the dishes, put them on the table, and then went back to the kitchen.

The aroma of the food soon filled the air. Gu Xiaoqing took a deep breath and suddenly turned to look at the baby in the stroller.

The child will be very happy in the future.

"Come on, try my craft. I often see your comments at the bottom of the cartoon. Is the nickname" Xiaoqing "you?"

"Wow, you can still read the comments. Brother Qin, I thought you usually paint well and pass it on."

Gu Xiaoqing surprised to see two people one eye, "elder sister he, you also can see?"

"Occasionally, my novel is adapted. I'm sure I want to see it."

"Then eat quickly. After eating, show me the place where you work - is there any pen and paper everywhere? You two can sit on one side and get stuck..."

She figured out that two people were in the corner of the table, one was drawing and the other was writing novels. There were lots of waste manuscripts on the floor. When Calvin was making trouble with each other, he imitated the plot of the book and put it in

"No, we rarely work at the same time." Why don't you laugh, "eat it."

"Mm-hmm Delicious

Gu Xiaoqing almost has stars in his eyes. It's like eating the little leader's fried rice with luminous eggs. He looks at Qin fatty with bright eyes, which makes him almost think that he is in love with him.

Dinner is over.

After visiting a circle of study, Xiaoqing is satisfied to see Qin Guanglin's unpublished manuscripts. She also wants to make sure that she won't be a spoiler outside. On second thought, they are all adapted from the contents of novels, so it's no different.

"Xiaoqing."

"Well?"

Why don't you give a call and shake your daughter gently on the sofa. Seeing Gu Xiaoqing looking over, she thinks about it. She looks down at her daughter's small face and says, "you Do you want to be her godmother? "

Gu Xiaoqing was stunned. He stood in the same place and tilted his head. His eyes turned to the baby in the swaddling clothes.

"I'll be her godmother?" Is that ok? " Her eyes began to light up.

"Of course, if you agree."

"That Brother Qin... " Gu Xiaoqing turned his head and looked to the studio.

"It doesn't matter with him."

"Ah, let me slow down."

Gu Xiaoqing closed her eyes, came and looked down at Xiao Anya. She looked at her black eyes, and a trace of softness appeared on her face.

"I want to be her godmother?"

"Do you want to?"

"Of course

……

It's a more important thing to recognize the marriage. Gu Xiaoqing is not the little girl at the beginning. She is only one year younger than why, and is about to enter middle age. After a serious discussion, they decided to wait for Anya to have a drink when she turns old, and then do it together.

In the past half a year, Gu Xiaoqing can also think it over. If he changes his mind, nothing will happen.

At dusk, why not just send Gu Xiaoqing away, wave goodbye, and come back to talk about it with Qin Guanglin."Godmother?" Qin Guanglin was surprised. At the beginning, Xiao Yu wanted to be his daughter's godfather.

"Well, the serious one." Why don't you look serious and say it's not a verbal joke.

"Well Well, having more than one mother is not a bad thing. "

Qin Guanglin shrugs. It's just a lot of relatives. Why not stay at home and have a very good friend.

He took his daughter to the balcony to bask in the sunset sun. He patted her on the back with his big hand and looked into the distance. His eyes fell on the road outside through the leafy leaves.

The sound of cooking pots and bowls in the kitchen came from the room. Why not prepare dinner? Qin Guanglin frowned, took out his hand, felt out his mobile phone and searched for the word "godmother". After a long time, he put away his mobile phone and sighed.

Let her alone.

As the night falls, stars are hanging in the sky. After dinner, they push their daughter for a walk in a stroller. Why not mention Gu Xiaoqing.

"Single all the time? Just like my boss. " He's not surprised.

"Do you think they will regret it later?" Why not turn your back and look at the night sky.

"There's nothing to regret. It's all my choice. If I listen to other people's arrangement, I really regret it."

"Well, Xiaoqing said that before."

Why don't you smile, "if I let my daughter have a dry relationship, it can help her to reduce some regrets - if she really wants to be single to the end."

Everyone's way of life is reasonable. There's no need to understand each other, just respect each other.

"Is that so?" When Qin Guanglin heard the words, he turned his head.

"What else?"

"Nothing."

……

……

The moon was shining in a corner of the window.

There is a desk lamp in the room. Gu Xiaoqing's figure lies in front of the small desk, his pen tip moves, leaving a paragraph of text on the diary.

I thought stories were all beautified and artistic, stories were just stories.

Until today, I know that the original story is true, there is such a home, two people, the simple layout of the room, the group photo of two people on the wall, oil paintings, q-version essays, flowers planted together, and my daughter's small room.

The master turned into a fat man, wearing an apron and busy in the kitchen full of lampblack. In the study, he confiscated the drawing board, and on the desk, there was a child care Sutra. It seemed that she had been turned over many times and had a rough edge. The hostess didn't change much, probably because she had a child. The whole person was more gentle than before. Although she didn't show anything in her conversation, she didn't change much When she looked at the man, there was always a smile between her eyebrows.

Envy that kind of life, plain, warm, people want to find a person they like, with the impulse of the rest of life.

Maybe It's really going to be influenced by them and change their thinking all the time.

No matter what the future is, I wish you, sister he.

Close the notebook, Gu Xiaoqing stretched out, put his hand on his chin, and looked out at the cold moon through the window.