Lin Feng looked at the photo, then as if possessed by a ghost, he opened his Moments, uploaded it, and then put down his phone.
Mu Mu squatted in front of the window, tilted his head and looked at Lin Feng curiously.
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On the other side, Meng Qing was just about to turn off her phone when she saw a red dot in her circle of friends and clicked it out of curiosity.
What comes into view is the sweetheart that I have been thinking about day and night.
In the photo, Lin Feng is sitting in his office, wearing a finely tailored dark grey suit, every line of which fits his tall body perfectly.
The white shirt has a crisp collar and is tied with a dark blue tie with a delicate and regular texture. The shoulders of the suit are broad and powerful.
His face was handsome and resolute, with thick and slightly raised eyebrows and deep eyes.
There was a sharp gleam in his eyes, and under his high nose bridge, his lips were tightly closed with firm lines.
In the photo, documents and a high-end laptop are neatly arranged on the desk, with an exquisite pen next to them.
The sun shone through the window onto him, casting a golden glow on his outline.
Meng Qing also saw Mu Mu lying under the bed.
At this time, on the other side, Shen Yunche looked at Lin Feng's circle of friends and grinned widely.
He deliberately included Mu Mu in the photo.
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"Xiao Meng, what are you looking at?" Wang Wanqing walked over and asked.
Meng Qing hurriedly turned off her phone after hearing this and said, "I didn't see anything."
"Let's go." Fortunately, Meng Hai said this at this time, and Wang Wanqing put aside her doubts.
Meng Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then quietly opened her Moments and saved the message.
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In the evening, the setting sun gradually falls like a gorgeous painting, dyeing the sky orange and red.
Finally we found a flat and open place on the top of the mountain to set up camp.
"Xiao Meng, let Dad be in charge of setting up the camp. Mom will go prepare the ingredients for us tonight." Wang Wanqing opened the package quickly and gently instructed her daughter Mengqing.
Meng Qing nodded, then sat quietly in a chair beside her, looking up at the twinkling stars in the night sky, her thoughts gradually drifting away.
Just as she was immersed in her own reverie, she suddenly caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye that her father Meng Hai was struggling to set up a tent.
Meng Qing quickly walked to Meng Hai, stretched out her hands to help hold the bracket, and said softly, "Dad, let me help you."
Hearing his daughter's caring words, Meng Hai felt warm in his heart, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and he responded, "Okay!"
With the cooperation of the two, it didn't take long before a sturdy and comfortable tent was built.
Meng Hai straightened up, clapped his hands with satisfaction, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Next, we'll light the bonfire." As he said that, he turned and walked towards the pile of firewood that had been prepared long ago.
However, unexpectedly, Meng Hai did not take out a lighter or other ignition tools, but directly began to rub the dry firewood with his hands.
Meng Qing and Wang Wanqing both stared at him curiously, only to see Meng Hai concentrating and meticulously repeating this seemingly simple yet skillful action.
Time passed minute by minute, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, with only the occasional sound of wind and the slight sound of Menghai rubbing the firewood.
No one knew how much time had passed, but just when everyone was about to lose their patience, a faint wisp of smoke suddenly emerged from the pile of wood that had been motionless.
Seeing this, Meng Qing couldn't help but move forward and asked Wang Wanqing in a low voice, "Mom, why doesn't my dad bring a lighter? It's so troublesome!"
"Your dad said that it's not easy for the family to go on a trip together, so there must be a sense of ceremony." Wang Wanqing rolled her eyes.
Meng Qing covered her mouth, feeling like she wanted to laugh but couldn't: "Is the sense of ritual just rubbing sparks with your hands?"
"Haha, as long as your dad is happy, I don't know how long it will take." Wang Wanqing looked at the extinguished cigarette and held her forehead with her hand helplessly.
Finally, Meng Qing couldn't bear it anymore and came to Meng Hai and said, "Dad, you should find some hay first so that the sparks can be put in and it will be easier to light the fire. Besides, it's dark now and the wood is foggy and it's not easy to light the wood."
Meng Hai scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Really?"
Then he followed Meng Qing's instructions and it lit up quickly.
Looking at the bonfire in front of her, Wang Wanqing came over with the pot and ingredients.
"Is it finally ready?" Wang Wanqing looked at Meng Hai with a hint of teasing, then she put the pot on the stove, boiled some water and put the prepared ingredients into the pot.
At this time, Meng Qing came over and said, "Mom, let my mom come."
Wang Wanqing looked at Mengqing in surprise, then waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I'll do it, you won't get angry, go over there with your dad and rest for a while."
Meng Qing shook her head and said, "It's okay, Mom. I know how to make a fire. When I went to the countryside with Lin Feng before, Lin Feng taught me how to make a fire."
"Ah?" Wang Wanqing didn't say anything when she heard that, but Mengqing rolled up her sleeves and started cooking.
On the contrary, Meng Hai and Wang Wanqing seemed a little uneasy. They stood silently aside, but their eyes were always on the busy Meng Qing.
They saw Meng Qing taking care of the ingredients skillfully and lighting the fire in an orderly manner. Her focused and serious look made them feel bitter in their hearts.
"Our daughter has grown up so beautifully." Wang Wanqing whispered softly, tears glistening in her slightly red eyes.
Meng Hai nodded gently and agreed, "Yes, it seems that without us noticing, our daughter has grown up." His words were full of emotion and relief.
Before long, the steaming soup was ready.
Menghai and Wang Wanqing hurried forward and took the bowl of soup from Mengqing.
However, when they lowered their heads and looked at the soup in their hands, they were stunned for a moment.
It was not until Meng Qing's voice, with a hint of doubt, sounded that the slightly awkward atmosphere was broken: "Dad, Mom, why aren't you eating? Don't you have an appetite?"
"Ah? No, no, Mom is just... just a little too excited." Wang Wanqing came back to her senses, hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes without leaving a trace, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.
At this time, Meng Hai no longer cared whether the soup was still hot or not. He impatiently picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and began to eat it voraciously.
Seeing this, Mengqing and Wang Wanqing smiled at each other, and then the family sat together, talking and laughing, enjoying this warm meal.
Soon, the three of them finished eating, cleaned up simply, and sat outside with a bench, looking at the stars in the sky.
The night sky is full of twinkling stars and the breeze is blowing gently, bringing a hint of coolness.
If it weren't for the mosquito bites, this scene would have been beautiful.
At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly streaked across the sky, as fast as lightning. It turned out to be a meteor with a long tail, crossing the dark night sky at an astonishing speed.
In an instant, the dazzling light illuminated the entire sky, as if turning night into day.
"Meteor!" Wang Wanqing jumped up excitedly, clasped her hands tightly together in front of her chest, and shouted loudly with excitement flashing in her eyes.
Meng Qing, who was standing by, also subconsciously raised her head after hearing the cry.
The meteor was like a burning fireball, and it instantly disappeared into the distant sky.
However, this brief moment made Meng Qing's thoughts involuntarily drift back to that night that was once full of beautiful memories - Firefly Mountain.
That night, Lin Feng took her to watch the meteors.
As night falls, a colorful meteor shower quietly descends.
Meteors streaked across the sky, leaving beautiful arcs, and countless fireflies danced in the air.
It was like a romantic gift specially prepared by God for them.
It was the most beautiful meteor shower she had ever seen, and one of the best times she had ever had with Lin Feng.
This memory is deeply engraved in her heart, and whenever she thinks of it, a warm emotion surges in her heart.
"What are you standing there for? Make a wish quickly!" Wang Wanqing saw Mengqing standing there in a daze, so she quickly reached out and patted Menghai beside her, urging her.
Meng Hai was slapped by Wang Wanqing and suddenly came back to his senses, but his eyes were still a little confused. He looked around and asked: "Where is it? Why can't I see the shooting star?"
But no one responded to him...
Meng Qing closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and silently made a wish in her heart.
At that moment, she felt her heart slowly opening up, and the pain that had been pent up in her heart seemed to gradually fade away with the disappearance of the shooting star.
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