The cinema is not far away, but when I got off the bus, I found that it was crowded. There were countless people queuing up to buy tickets.

When you are about to enter the door, the old lady has to go to the bathroom.

Yi Qiao spoke, "Auntie, will I take you there?"

"No, no, aunt is smart." She straightened her back and happily headed towards the bathroom, "Don't wait for me, I'll come later." When she left, she shook her cell phone and signaled that she could not find the phone.

After the old lady left, the old lady started to work hard.

He looked at his son Wei Sheng and was particularly excited, "Son, where are there any snacks here?"

Wei Sheng paused, threw his arm, "Just over there."

The old man said and left.

Wei Sheng stopped him, "Where are you old?"

"I want to give your mom some surprise?" The old man stepped out and planned to line up.

Yiqiao looked at the old man's serious attitude and said softly, "You are waiting for me here, I will take my uncle there!"

It can be said that Yiqiao was lucky. When she went there, the speed was very fast. The queue was almost over. Later, we met two gentlemen. Seeing that Yiqiao was beautiful, they took an old man. So they generously gave up their position.

"Two gentlemen, good people, will be rewarded, thank you." After saying this, she took the old man back to the place.

By then, the old lady had already come back. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at her husband holding popcorn in her hand, and she was overjoyed.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

"Don't you like eating? This opportunity is rare. I have to buy you whatever I say. Otherwise, I will never have a chance when I go back to the countryside?" The old man told the reason with a refreshing feeling.

The old lady pushed the old man with her elbow, and her face was flushed, "You, you're so inappropriate." Although she said this verbally, her expression had already informed everyone that she was very happy.

This scene moved Yiqiao particularly.

Wei Sheng was helpless and also felt happy for the harmony between his elderly parents.

"Okay, mom and dad, let's go in quickly, the movie is about to begin."

Yiqiao pulled Wei Sheng over and told him, "Can uncle and aunt watch action movies?"

Wei Sheng shook his head and didn't know, "It's okay, this movie has no blood and a bloody plot."

"What if my uncle and aunt don't like it?"

"No. My dad likes this kind of movie very much, and my mom will take care of him in everything. Both of them can make sense of everything, and there will be no so-called conflicts." Wei Sheng's face was gentle and calm when he talked about his elders.

It seems that after many years, he still believes that his parents' relationship is also a seasoning for handling major events in life.

Yiqiao had no time to watch movies throughout the whole process, and was only observing the two old men.

After watching the movie, I couldn't tell the warmth in my heart as I listened to the feelings and the summary of the movie from the two old people.

Although time has left traces on their faces and bodies, their hearts are still firmly connected. Thinking about each other is like the satisfaction of that moment when you fall in love at first sight.

After watching, Wei Sheng sent his parents home to bed.

When the two of them were arranged to go to bed, he gave Mu Rufeng the persimmon cakes his parents brought from the countryside.

"Good brother, this is what my parents brought from their hometown, and I give it to you?" Wei Sheng smiled, "This is what they asked me before going to bed. Haha, the task is completed, and I have to go back to sleep."

Mu Rufeng lifted his pocket and nodded slightly to Wei Sheng, "Thank you, A Sheng."

"We have to say thank you for this relationship?" Wei Sheng waved his hand politely, walked away slowly, and returned to his home.

Yiqiao looked at the man's back quietly, and tears actually remained absurdly.

Mu Rufeng put on Yiqiao's shoulder, "Is he crying with emotion?"

"The relationship between Officer Wei's parents is so good." Yiqiao moved his red lips gently, "Their relationship has never deteriorated because of the life of food, food, oil and salt."

Mu Rufeng hugged Yiqiao from behind and murmured softly in his ear, "Aren't we the same?"

Yiqiao turned his head, looked at Mu Rufeng, holding the other person's face in his hand, "Whether this could be done or not, it will be verified by time. But... now, I can say without denying that being with Rufeng is the happiest thing for me."

"Say it again?" Mu Rufeng lowered his head.

"...I want to hear it." Yiqiao broke free and entered the room with a slight appetite. "I don't want to say it anymore." He entered the room step by step and closed the door.

Gradually, I heard the sound of the clothes in the inner room rubbing.

After a while, the two of them were lying naked on the sofa.

Yiqiao looked at Mu Rufeng, "When you are old, are you not good at speaking?"

Mu Rufeng fiddled with Yi Qiao's hair with his hands, "It may not be."

"Are you not sure?"

"It's not that uncertain. But because..." Mu Rufeng let out a long breath and sat up, "If our love is firm enough, then even if we don't say anything, we will still be together happily. But if one day, no matter how many topics we talk about, then it doesn't make sense even if I say more, right?"

Yi Qiao's face hit Mu Rufeng's back, and her fingers grabbed the other person's arm, "We will never become that way. I believe...our love."

Mu Rufeng rubbed Yiqiao's head with his hands, "Yiqiao, people often tell me that love will turn into family affection with the years, but what if one day we are no longer as close as we are now?"

"No." Yiqiao turned over and sat on Mu Rufeng's thighs, with his hands wrapped around Mu Rufeng's ears, "I will find a way to manage our love and prevent it from...going."

In fact, Yiqiao was frightened by Mu Rufeng's sigh, and his whole body was so nervous that he could not express himself. The sensitivity conveyed through his skin was soon discovered by Mu Rufeng.

He hugged Yiqiao even tighter and lit his forehead on Yiqiao's forehead, "No, never will. Yiqiao is... my heart. If love deteriorates, it is just my heart... no longer beating, I... die."

Yiqiao burst into tears, grabbed Mu Rufeng and refused to let go.

The sofa was sunken, and there was a pair of lingering people who wrote the glorious chapter of love in the thinking of time.

In this world, many elderly people do not believe in love because they often start from their marriages and ignore the beauty of each other's life when they fall in love at first sight. The place where they leave is the sadness that remains in the pain of life.

When you feel sad than love, you will naturally feel that love is not true.

But in the vast world, there are always a few pairs of life without sadness because of the firewood, rice, oil and salt. They are just lost in the long river of time.

Not known to everyone.

Yiqiao longed for her, so she wanted to believe it. And Mu Rufeng gave her all hope.

...

When the class was held again, the environment had changed a lot. The rich second generation who had used the money to let Yiqiao leave also returned and said sorry to her. She also asked Yiqiao with hope if she could cheer for his good buddy.

When I heard my good buddy, Yiqiao looked inexplicably, "Are you talking about Shu Yao Mo Xin and the others?"

The rich second generation nodded, "Yes, it's them. I can't wait to cheer them up." It seems that I should have found out from somewhere else that his good friend's band was successful.

Yiqiao changed the topic, "Student, what's your name...?"

The rich second generation scratched his head and looked embarrassed, "Can the teacher let me go? I just because..."

"I didn't pursue you for spending money on me!" Yi Qiao said bluntly, "Since I am a substitute teacher, I have to figure out your names. If you don't know anyone, how can I go to class?"

The rich second generation's face immediately turned very friendly, and he was so respectful that he wanted to laugh, "Hello, teacher, my name is Sun Wu, I'm very happy to know you."

Yi Qiao, who was joking about the other party's rigor and restraint, was a little scared, "Don't be nervous, I...I don't eat people?"

"Haha, teacher, sorry!" The rich second-generation classmate had a faint smile on his face, "I don't want this, but I really don't know how to ask the teacher for forgiveness."

"No one is perfect. This is just a trivial matter?" Yiqiao took a genius of ancient saying and went over randomly, "It's normal for you to react like this when Teacher Liu leaves."

The rich second-generation classmate was forgiven by Yiqiao. When he told his good friends Shu Yao and Mo Xin and others about this, he was also excited about convenience.

"You kid, is it great to be able to admit your mistake?" Shu Yao sat on the corner of the table and punched his brother. "Don't you know, our teacher Yiqiao is much more reliable than Mr. Liu?"

Mo Xin also agreed, "Yes. The reason why we had the opportunity last time was because Teacher Yiqiao had a wide connection."

"Teacher Yiqiao?" Sun Wu smiled and said, "How do you know, isn't Teacher Mu?"

"Oh, that day, Mo Xin and I called her Miss Yiqiao." Shu Yao pressed his chin, "I checked it with the butler. This Miss Yiqiao is only two years older than us."

Mo Xin laughed at him, "What's wrong, you have a strong interest in the teacher?"

Shu Yao glared at him unhappily, "What nonsense, is that our teacher?"

"It's just two years apart, and it's good for teachers and students to have a relationship." Mo Xin joked, "Who told you that students can't like teachers? But..." He rubbed his chin, "We Teacher Yiqiao is richer than Lao Liu. She drives a BMW herself. And you can see that it's usually dressed, and you know that she... is not short of money. So Shu Yao, no matter how much money you have, it's useless. Isn't it?"

Mo Xin has always spoken slowly and gently. She is calmly like the shadows of trees spreading on the endless fields.

He was joking without rushing, but he successfully reached the heart of someone very successfully.

Shu Yao felt uncomfortable.

The words of his good friend Mo Xin made him feel that the hidden slightest remark in his heart collapsed.

Rusha Tower.

"Mo Xin, are you talking too much?" Shu Yao walked out of the classroom dullly with his hands in his pockets.

Seeing his friend Shu Yao suddenly got angry, he seemed to have achieved his goal, and his face changed. In fact, how obvious he was to pick and laugh, it proved how obvious his disappointment was.

Because of his charm, Shu Yao is not just a case of being trapped in a secret love whirlpool because of his charm.

Yiqiao is not short of money, which is also a disappointment for him. After all, he only has money.

The elders’ money.

When Yiqiao came out of the teaching and research room, she happened to see Shu Yao walking towards the park with a depressed face.
To be continued...