Chapter 76
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As the year approaches, it gets colder and colder day by day. Fourth master Shen has a bad cold recently. He is recuperating at home. Shen Du is busy with the affairs of the company. The important task of walking the dog falls on Song Yi's shoulders.
Song Yiyue had to go out for a stroll. Since his stomach was big, the Shen family had to be on high alert. Someone had to follow him when he went out. He was afraid that he might fall across him. He was used to it freely and could not live such a delicate life.
The nearby small park has just shoveled snow, and the Silver Lake is covered with ice, like a mirror like light. Song Yi is wrapped in a heavy black down jacket and a woolen hat. She only shows a pair of black and white eyes, blinking and blinking, "slow down."
Gu Xingchuan, who was walking in front of him, led the dog chain. The black backed dog snorted and snorted. He looked back at Song Yi and said, "go for another two rounds. You can stick to it."
"Good." Song Yi put his hands into the pockets of his down jacket to keep warm. His breath was full of smoke. "Aren't you cold in this way?"
Gu Xingchuan is wearing a T-shirt and a dark windbreaker. His waist is straight. He looks heroic from the back. He doesn't mean to spend the winter.
"Seattle is much colder than Dido." Gu Xingchuan stopped and walked shoulder to shoulder with Song Yi.
Song Yi reached out and tried the temperature on the back of his hand. It was warm and healthy. With this capital, "after I give birth to my baby, I will go to the fitness with you."
Gu Xingchuan chuckled and put his arm around his shoulder. "Then you can't be lazy. I'm very strict."
"Don't think I'm so lazy, I used to be no worse than you." Song Yi glanced at him, pulled the scarf and wrapped herself tightly.
After two rounds of walking around the artificial lake in the park, Song Yi couldn't walk. He couldn't figure out whether it was walking the dog or walking him. Gu Xingchuan took out his mobile phone from his windbreaker pocket and looked at the time. "Go around again, I'll take you to eat something."
"No Song Yi sat on the bench with steam on her eyelashes. "It's too cold to walk. Go for a walk. I'll wait for you here."
Gu Xingchuan frowned and looked at the time in the mobile phone again, "no, you have to go with me."
Song Yi's legs hurt and waist trapped. She raised her hands and made a gesture of surrender, "Gu Xingchuan, I really can't do it!"
Gu Xingchuan, selfless, stood in front of him and stretched out his hand, "come, I'll take you and walk with me."
Song Yi looked at his pliable palm and shook his head. "You don't have to worry about me. I'll take a taxi to go back."
"No Gu Xingchuan decisively rejected, holding Song Yi's wrist in his pocket and covering Song Yi's back with a slightly cold hand, "darling, will you stick to it?"
Song Yi is not lazy. It's just too cold. I've been out for an hour, and my legs are numb and I can't walk. However, Gu Xingchuan is not human. He thinks about how his predecessor is coquettish. He learns to say, "brother, you can let me go."
He didn't feel ashamed to call it out and looked at Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan was very helpful. He pinched Song Yi's cheek across his scarf. "His mouth is really sweet. Let's hear it again."
"Brother."
"Not brother, brother."
It sounds like someone wants to go to Germany to see orthopedics.
Song Yi brewed for a second and pursed her lips. In order to have a rest, she said softly, "brother."
"Call again."
"Brother."
"Call again."
"Brother."
……
Gu Xingchuan stuck his chin, bent down and touched Song Yi's lips through the gray woollen scarf. "It's a good call. We're not going. Brother will take you to dinner."
Just then, Song Yi was not ashamed. Gu Xingchuan claimed that he was embarrassed. This is really his mother's humiliation. Gu Xingchuan is a few months younger than him.
Song Yi took advantage of Gu Xingchuan's car, reached into her scarf and pinched her face. She let you down and made your mouth soft. She would be a younger brother in the future.
Gu Xingchuan chose a well-known Western restaurant. It was going to be Christmas soon. There was a huge Christmas tree at the door of the restaurant.
The dining room is an arc-shaped semicircle, inlaid with a circle of French windows, the summer palace can be seen from a distance outside the window, and the red Chinese pagoda is covered with a layer of snow, which is quite artistic.
It seems that because of the week, only one of their guests came to the restaurant. The waiter led them to the seat by the window and handed over the menu.
Song Yi had a bad appetite. She ordered a few dishes casually, supported her jaw with one hand, and looked out of the window to see the distant scenery.
Before the dishes came up, the waiters were very busy. A group of people from the decoration company came in. The leaders of the decoration company showed their hands to carry things in. White roses were arranged like no money. The Milky balloons were piled into a huge peach heart. The bright lights were turned to dim yellow. Long stars were hung on the dome, and they circled the restaurant floor Heart-shaped candles.
A few minutes later, another band came. It should be called an orchestra. There were dozens of people, dressed in exquisite black suits and with saxophone violins on their backs.There are also people carrying a huge light board, the warm yellow English letter says Mary me, the romantic atmosphere of the restaurant is flowing.
The waiter came over with a look of guilt. "Two gentlemen, I'm sorry. We'll have a marriage proposal in a while, and we'll have to clean up in half an hour. I hope you can cooperate. The meal is free this time."
Gu Xingchuan frowns tightly, his face is dark, and his eyes stare at the waiter coldly. The frightened waiter looks at the good-looking Song Yi for help.
Song Yi coughed, took a sip of juice, and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. We can sit in the corner. I also want to see how other people propose."
The waiter is not good to say anything more, mumbled a few words and retired.
Song Yi looked at the decoration of the restaurant with great interest. He proposed to a famous orchestra. He had been to a concert before, and it cost about 1 million yuan to appear one hour. I don't know how much it costs to go to a western restaurant.
Gu Xingchuan cut the steak gracefully and asked casually, "what do you think if you propose here?"
Song Yi called out the computer in her mobile phone, quickly calculated an account, then raised her head and shook her head. "It's too wasteful. It's not necessary to propose marriage so extravagantly."
Gu Xingchuan's face was ugly and he snorted, "don't you want a sense of ceremony? So you feel luxurious? "
"There's no need to be extravagant and wasteful Song Yi knocked on the table and said seriously, "if you want to propose to me, don't do it like this. I want a candle and a ring."
Gu Xingchuan looked at him and curled his lips. "I can't afford to lose this person so shabby."
Song Yi couldn't cry or laugh, "it's not called poverty, it's called making the best use of everything."
Gu Xingchuan refused to comment. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a message. His slender fingers were flying on the keyboard.
Song Yi gets up and goes to the bathroom. The waiter shakes his head. The restaurant's way to the bathroom is blocked by the lighting equipment of the decoration company, so she can only go to the studio upstairs.
Song Yi took the elevator and went upstairs. There was a modeling studio on the doorplate. He glanced and went straight to the bathroom. He pushed the door and ran into a person.
The man's face is pale and soft, and his eyes are like a snake. One glance makes people cold.
Song Yi pauses for a moment and gently grasps her hand in her clothes. Unexpectedly, she will meet Zhou Moquan, who has been absent for a long time.
Zhou Moquan, no matter in any season, seems to be measured by Yin. He stares at Song Yi for a few seconds, "how did you come here?"
"I'm in the western restaurant downstairs." Song Yi smiles politely.
Zhou Moquan's eyes changed in vain. He looked up and down at Song Yi. His round belly could not be covered by his down jacket. "Are you going to get married?"
Song Yi couldn't feel her head, and she didn't want to talk about this topic with him, "come on!"
Zhou Moquan pulled the corner of his mouth and turned to turn on the cold water faucet to wash his hands. Looking at the water pool, he did not lift his head. "It seems that you like him very much."
"Yes, I like it very much." Song Yi smiles in the mirror, thinking of Gu Xingchuan is very happy.
The cold water flushed Zhou's hand was unconscious, but he refused to turn off the tap like self abuse. "I actually saw you at the engagement banquet last time, and I always wanted to talk to you."
Song Yi held back her smile and said, "what do you want to say?"
Zhou's hand became a fist and took a deep breath. "I want to say sorry for that."
"What do you mean?" Song Yi showed a calm smile, looked at Zhou Moquan's gloomy side face, calmly said: "you mean your celebration banquet, I'll stop the wine for you, you go after the rich lady, throw me to the investor alone, drink until I was alcoholism?"
"I..." Zhou's lips trembled and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Song Yi shook her head and made no waves statement, "or when you were drunk on your birthday, you dragged me into your hotel room and held me in your arms, because it was photographed by paparazzi. In order to protect your great image, your agent and media said that I seduced you, causing me to be subjected to cyber violence for several years this time?"
Zhou Moquan bent down, his whole face immersed in cold water. He raised his head with shivering cold. His face was dripping with water, and his eyes were red with astonishing redness. "I'm sorry, my new film was on at that time, so I can't be exposed to the scandal. You know I'm real..."
"Stop it." Song Yi raised her hand to stop him. She took a few pieces from the side of the carton and handed it to him. "Don't mention those two words to me. We used to be just friends."
"You know, I don't just think of you as a friend." Zhou Moquan wiped the water mark on his face and looked at Song Yi deeply.
Song Yi chuckles, and doesn't want to waste her emotions on this kind of person. "Take good care of Shen Li. Since you've decided to get engaged to him, don't think about anything else."
"I will not marry him." Zhou Moquan's throat knot rolled a few times. He grabbed Song Yi's arm and tightly clasped it. "Can't you hate me?"
Compared with Song Yi who hated him, he was more afraid of Song Yi's indifferent and indifferent state, as if he didn't exist at all.
"I don't hate you, I bless you." Song Yi broke off his fingers one by one, looked at him and said, "Gu Xingchuan is still waiting for me. I won't talk to you more."Zhou Moquan looks at the empty hand, surrounded by a huge sense of powerlessness. After so many years of friendship with Song Yi, understanding Song Yi is like knowing yourself. Song Yi is a very heartless person. Once a person is removed from the social list by him, this person is like a group of air to song Yi.
"I'm sorry." Zhou Moquan's voice was low and inaudible. Song Yi's back moved forward mercilessly. He knew that once he got out of the door, Song Yi would not even look at him much, but only Gu Xingchuan would be in his eyes.
Song Yi returned to the western restaurant, Shi Shi ran sat opposite Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan's cut steak was pushed in front of him, "why did you go to the bathroom for so long?"
"I met a stranger and had a chat." Song Yi sipped the steak and said something.
Gu Xingchuan hugged his arm, leaned on the chair, squinting at him, "solved?"
"It's settled." Song Yi bowed her head and laughed.
Gu Xingchuan gently buckled three times on the table, "it's time to solve our problems next."
In an instant, the light in the dining room is dim, and only the blue sky lamp in the dome moves gently, and the beautiful fragrance of flowers flows in the air.
A bunch of silver light sprinkled on the table, the low-key cello sounded quietly, the voice of saxophone was melodious, light and soft.
Song Yi was stunned. Her heart leaped fiercely. She pursed her lips and held back her smile. Her eyes twinkled at Gu Xingchuan, waiting for the next words.
Gu Xingchuan stood up, bent down, and kissed Song Yi's tight lips. He whispered, "Song Yi, come with me later!"
"Good." Song Yi smiles gently, embraces his neck and kisses Gu Xingchuan's face actively, "I will."
Gu Xingchuan pinched his chin and kissed him back. He whispered, "I have thought of the names of the children."
"What is it called?"
"Gu Siyi."
"No, what else?"
"Take care of your heart."
"Not good."
"It's just called Gu Xiaojiu, because this is the ninth year I met you."
"If you dare to call this, you can sleep by yourself later."
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As the year approaches, it gets colder and colder day by day. Fourth master Shen has a bad cold recently. He is recuperating at home. Shen Du is busy with the affairs of the company. The important task of walking the dog falls on Song Yi's shoulders.
Song Yiyue had to go out for a stroll. Since his stomach was big, the Shen family had to be on high alert. Someone had to follow him when he went out. He was afraid that he might fall across him. He was used to it freely and could not live such a delicate life.
The nearby small park has just shoveled snow, and the Silver Lake is covered with ice, like a mirror like light. Song Yi is wrapped in a heavy black down jacket and a woolen hat. She only shows a pair of black and white eyes, blinking and blinking, "slow down."
Gu Xingchuan, who was walking in front of him, led the dog chain. The black backed dog snorted and snorted. He looked back at Song Yi and said, "go for another two rounds. You can stick to it."
"Good." Song Yi put his hands into the pockets of his down jacket to keep warm. His breath was full of smoke. "Aren't you cold in this way?"
Gu Xingchuan is wearing a T-shirt and a dark windbreaker. His waist is straight. He looks heroic from the back. He doesn't mean to spend the winter.
"Seattle is much colder than Dido." Gu Xingchuan stopped and walked shoulder to shoulder with Song Yi.
Song Yi reached out and tried the temperature on the back of his hand. It was warm and healthy. With this capital, "after I give birth to my baby, I will go to the fitness with you."
Gu Xingchuan chuckled and put his arm around his shoulder. "Then you can't be lazy. I'm very strict."
"Don't think I'm so lazy, I used to be no worse than you." Song Yi glanced at him, pulled the scarf and wrapped herself tightly.
After two rounds of walking around the artificial lake in the park, Song Yi couldn't walk. He couldn't figure out whether it was walking the dog or walking him. Gu Xingchuan took out his mobile phone from his windbreaker pocket and looked at the time. "Go around again, I'll take you to eat something."
"No Song Yi sat on the bench with steam on her eyelashes. "It's too cold to walk. Go for a walk. I'll wait for you here."
Gu Xingchuan frowned and looked at the time in the mobile phone again, "no, you have to go with me."
Song Yi's legs hurt and waist trapped. She raised her hands and made a gesture of surrender, "Gu Xingchuan, I really can't do it!"
Gu Xingchuan, selfless, stood in front of him and stretched out his hand, "come, I'll take you and walk with me."
Song Yi looked at his pliable palm and shook his head. "You don't have to worry about me. I'll take a taxi to go back."
"No Gu Xingchuan decisively rejected, holding Song Yi's wrist in his pocket and covering Song Yi's back with a slightly cold hand, "darling, will you stick to it?"
Song Yi is not lazy. It's just too cold. I've been out for an hour, and my legs are numb and I can't walk. However, Gu Xingchuan is not human. He thinks about how his predecessor is coquettish. He learns to say, "brother, you can let me go."
He didn't feel ashamed to call it out and looked at Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan was very helpful. He pinched Song Yi's cheek across his scarf. "His mouth is really sweet. Let's hear it again."
"Brother."
"Not brother, brother."
It sounds like someone wants to go to Germany to see orthopedics.
Song Yi brewed for a second and pursed her lips. In order to have a rest, she said softly, "brother."
"Call again."
"Brother."
"Call again."
"Brother."
……
Gu Xingchuan stuck his chin, bent down and touched Song Yi's lips through the gray woollen scarf. "It's a good call. We're not going. Brother will take you to dinner."
Just then, Song Yi was not ashamed. Gu Xingchuan claimed that he was embarrassed. This is really his mother's humiliation. Gu Xingchuan is a few months younger than him.
Song Yi took advantage of Gu Xingchuan's car, reached into her scarf and pinched her face. She let you down and made your mouth soft. She would be a younger brother in the future.
Gu Xingchuan chose a well-known Western restaurant. It was going to be Christmas soon. There was a huge Christmas tree at the door of the restaurant.
The dining room is an arc-shaped semicircle, inlaid with a circle of French windows, the summer palace can be seen from a distance outside the window, and the red Chinese pagoda is covered with a layer of snow, which is quite artistic.
It seems that because of the week, only one of their guests came to the restaurant. The waiter led them to the seat by the window and handed over the menu.
Song Yi had a bad appetite. She ordered a few dishes casually, supported her jaw with one hand, and looked out of the window to see the distant scenery.
Before the dishes came up, the waiters were very busy. A group of people from the decoration company came in. The leaders of the decoration company showed their hands to carry things in. White roses were arranged like no money. The Milky balloons were piled into a huge peach heart. The bright lights were turned to dim yellow. Long stars were hung on the dome, and they circled the restaurant floor Heart-shaped candles.
A few minutes later, another band came. It should be called an orchestra. There were dozens of people, dressed in exquisite black suits and with saxophone violins on their backs.There are also people carrying a huge light board, the warm yellow English letter says Mary me, the romantic atmosphere of the restaurant is flowing.
The waiter came over with a look of guilt. "Two gentlemen, I'm sorry. We'll have a marriage proposal in a while, and we'll have to clean up in half an hour. I hope you can cooperate. The meal is free this time."
Gu Xingchuan frowns tightly, his face is dark, and his eyes stare at the waiter coldly. The frightened waiter looks at the good-looking Song Yi for help.
Song Yi coughed, took a sip of juice, and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. We can sit in the corner. I also want to see how other people propose."
The waiter is not good to say anything more, mumbled a few words and retired.
Song Yi looked at the decoration of the restaurant with great interest. He proposed to a famous orchestra. He had been to a concert before, and it cost about 1 million yuan to appear one hour. I don't know how much it costs to go to a western restaurant.
Gu Xingchuan cut the steak gracefully and asked casually, "what do you think if you propose here?"
Song Yi called out the computer in her mobile phone, quickly calculated an account, then raised her head and shook her head. "It's too wasteful. It's not necessary to propose marriage so extravagantly."
Gu Xingchuan's face was ugly and he snorted, "don't you want a sense of ceremony? So you feel luxurious? "
"There's no need to be extravagant and wasteful Song Yi knocked on the table and said seriously, "if you want to propose to me, don't do it like this. I want a candle and a ring."
Gu Xingchuan looked at him and curled his lips. "I can't afford to lose this person so shabby."
Song Yi couldn't cry or laugh, "it's not called poverty, it's called making the best use of everything."
Gu Xingchuan refused to comment. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a message. His slender fingers were flying on the keyboard.
Song Yi gets up and goes to the bathroom. The waiter shakes his head. The restaurant's way to the bathroom is blocked by the lighting equipment of the decoration company, so she can only go to the studio upstairs.
Song Yi took the elevator and went upstairs. There was a modeling studio on the doorplate. He glanced and went straight to the bathroom. He pushed the door and ran into a person.
The man's face is pale and soft, and his eyes are like a snake. One glance makes people cold.
Song Yi pauses for a moment and gently grasps her hand in her clothes. Unexpectedly, she will meet Zhou Moquan, who has been absent for a long time.
Zhou Moquan, no matter in any season, seems to be measured by Yin. He stares at Song Yi for a few seconds, "how did you come here?"
"I'm in the western restaurant downstairs." Song Yi smiles politely.
Zhou Moquan's eyes changed in vain. He looked up and down at Song Yi. His round belly could not be covered by his down jacket. "Are you going to get married?"
Song Yi couldn't feel her head, and she didn't want to talk about this topic with him, "come on!"
Zhou Moquan pulled the corner of his mouth and turned to turn on the cold water faucet to wash his hands. Looking at the water pool, he did not lift his head. "It seems that you like him very much."
"Yes, I like it very much." Song Yi smiles in the mirror, thinking of Gu Xingchuan is very happy.
The cold water flushed Zhou's hand was unconscious, but he refused to turn off the tap like self abuse. "I actually saw you at the engagement banquet last time, and I always wanted to talk to you."
Song Yi held back her smile and said, "what do you want to say?"
Zhou's hand became a fist and took a deep breath. "I want to say sorry for that."
"What do you mean?" Song Yi showed a calm smile, looked at Zhou Moquan's gloomy side face, calmly said: "you mean your celebration banquet, I'll stop the wine for you, you go after the rich lady, throw me to the investor alone, drink until I was alcoholism?"
"I..." Zhou's lips trembled and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Song Yi shook her head and made no waves statement, "or when you were drunk on your birthday, you dragged me into your hotel room and held me in your arms, because it was photographed by paparazzi. In order to protect your great image, your agent and media said that I seduced you, causing me to be subjected to cyber violence for several years this time?"
Zhou Moquan bent down, his whole face immersed in cold water. He raised his head with shivering cold. His face was dripping with water, and his eyes were red with astonishing redness. "I'm sorry, my new film was on at that time, so I can't be exposed to the scandal. You know I'm real..."
"Stop it." Song Yi raised her hand to stop him. She took a few pieces from the side of the carton and handed it to him. "Don't mention those two words to me. We used to be just friends."
"You know, I don't just think of you as a friend." Zhou Moquan wiped the water mark on his face and looked at Song Yi deeply.
Song Yi chuckles, and doesn't want to waste her emotions on this kind of person. "Take good care of Shen Li. Since you've decided to get engaged to him, don't think about anything else."
"I will not marry him." Zhou Moquan's throat knot rolled a few times. He grabbed Song Yi's arm and tightly clasped it. "Can't you hate me?"
Compared with Song Yi who hated him, he was more afraid of Song Yi's indifferent and indifferent state, as if he didn't exist at all.
"I don't hate you, I bless you." Song Yi broke off his fingers one by one, looked at him and said, "Gu Xingchuan is still waiting for me. I won't talk to you more."Zhou Moquan looks at the empty hand, surrounded by a huge sense of powerlessness. After so many years of friendship with Song Yi, understanding Song Yi is like knowing yourself. Song Yi is a very heartless person. Once a person is removed from the social list by him, this person is like a group of air to song Yi.
"I'm sorry." Zhou Moquan's voice was low and inaudible. Song Yi's back moved forward mercilessly. He knew that once he got out of the door, Song Yi would not even look at him much, but only Gu Xingchuan would be in his eyes.
Song Yi returned to the western restaurant, Shi Shi ran sat opposite Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan's cut steak was pushed in front of him, "why did you go to the bathroom for so long?"
"I met a stranger and had a chat." Song Yi sipped the steak and said something.
Gu Xingchuan hugged his arm, leaned on the chair, squinting at him, "solved?"
"It's settled." Song Yi bowed her head and laughed.
Gu Xingchuan gently buckled three times on the table, "it's time to solve our problems next."
In an instant, the light in the dining room is dim, and only the blue sky lamp in the dome moves gently, and the beautiful fragrance of flowers flows in the air.
A bunch of silver light sprinkled on the table, the low-key cello sounded quietly, the voice of saxophone was melodious, light and soft.
Song Yi was stunned. Her heart leaped fiercely. She pursed her lips and held back her smile. Her eyes twinkled at Gu Xingchuan, waiting for the next words.
Gu Xingchuan stood up, bent down, and kissed Song Yi's tight lips. He whispered, "Song Yi, come with me later!"
"Good." Song Yi smiles gently, embraces his neck and kisses Gu Xingchuan's face actively, "I will."
Gu Xingchuan pinched his chin and kissed him back. He whispered, "I have thought of the names of the children."
"What is it called?"
"Gu Siyi."
"No, what else?"
"Take care of your heart."
"Not good."
"It's just called Gu Xiaojiu, because this is the ninth year I met you."
"If you dare to call this, you can sleep by yourself later."
The author has something to say: Well, I wish you a happy Chinese Valentine's Day! Give you 77 red envelopes!
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As the year approaches, it gets colder and colder day by day. Fourth master Shen has a bad cold recently. He is recuperating at home. Shen Du is busy with the affairs of the company. The important task of walking the dog falls on Song Yi's shoulders. Song Yiyue had to go out for a stroll. Since his stomach was big, the Shen family had to be on high alert. Someone had to follow him when he went out. He was afraid that he might fall across him. He was used to it freely and could not live such a delicate life. The nearby small park has just shoveled snow, and the Silver Lake is covered with ice, like a mirror like light. Song Yi is wrapped in a heavy black down jacket and a woolen hat. She only shows a pair of black and white eyes, blinking and blinking, "slow down." Gu Xingchuan, who was walking in front of him, led the dog chain. The black backed dog snorted and snorted. He looked back at Song Yi and said, "go for another two rounds. You can stick to it." "Good." Song Yi put his hands into the pockets of his down jacket to keep warm. His breath was full of smoke. "Aren't you cold in this way?" Gu Xingchuan is wearing a T-shirt and a dark windbreaker. His waist is straight. He looks heroic from the back. He doesn't mean to spend the winter. "Seattle is much colder than Dido." Gu Xingchuan stopped and walked shoulder to shoulder with Song Yi. Song Yi reached out and tried the temperature on the back of his hand. It was warm and healthy. With this capital, "after I give birth to my baby, I will go to the fitness with you." Gu Xingchuan chuckled and put his arm around his shoulder. "Then you can't be lazy. I'm very strict." "Don't think I'm so lazy, I used to be no worse than you." Song Yi glanced at him, pulled the scarf and wrapped herself tightly. After two rounds of walking around the artificial lake in the park, Song Yi couldn't walk. He couldn't figure out whether it was walking the dog or walking him. Gu Xingchuan took out his mobile phone from his windbreaker pocket and looked at the time. "Go around again, I'll take you to eat something." "No Song Yi sat on the bench with steam on her eyelashes. "It's too cold to walk. Go for a walk. I'll wait for you here." Gu Xingchuan frowned and looked at the time in the mobile phone again, "no, you have to go with me." Song Yi's legs hurt and waist trapped. She raised her hands and made a gesture of surrender, "Gu Xingchuan, I really can't do it!" Gu Xingchuan, selfless, stood in front of him and stretched out his hand, "come, I'll take you and walk with me." Song Yi looked at his pliable palm and shook his head. "You don't have to worry about me. I'll take a taxi to go back." "No Gu Xingchuan decisively rejected, holding Song Yi's wrist in his pocket and covering Song Yi's back with a slightly cold hand, "darling, will you stick to it?" Song Yi is not lazy. It's just too cold. I've been out for an hour, and my legs are numb and I can't walk. However, Gu Xingchuan is not human. He thinks about how his predecessor is coquettish. He learns to say, "brother, you can let me go." He didn't feel ashamed to call it out and looked at Gu Xingchuan. Gu Xingchuan was very helpful. He pinched Song Yi's cheek across his scarf. "His mouth is really sweet. Let's hear it again." "Brother." "Not brother, brother." It sounds like someone wants to go to Germany to see orthopedics. Song Yi brewed for a second and pursed her lips. In order to have a rest, she said softly, "brother." "Call again." "Brother." "Call again." "Brother." Gu Xingchuan stuck his chin, bent down and touched Song Yi's lips through the gray woollen scarf. "It's a good call. We're not going. Brother will take you to dinner." Just then, Song Yi was not ashamed. Gu Xingchuan claimed that he was embarrassed. This is really his mother's humiliation. Gu Xingchuan is a few months younger than him. Song Yi took advantage of Gu Xingchuan's car, reached into her scarf and pinched her face. She let you down and made your mouth soft. She would be a younger brother in the future. Gu Xingchuan chose a well-known Western restaurant. It was going to be Christmas soon. There was a huge Christmas tree at the door of the restaurant. The dining room is an arc-shaped semicircle, inlaid with a circle of French windows, the summer palace can be seen from a distance outside the window, and the red Chinese pagoda is covered with a layer of snow, which is quite artistic. It seems that because of the week, only one of their guests came to the restaurant. The waiter led them to the seat by the window and handed over the menu. Song Yi had a bad appetite. She ordered a few dishes casually, supported her jaw with one hand, and looked out of the window to see the distant scenery. Before the dishes came up, the waiters were very busy. A group of people from the decoration company came in. The leaders of the decoration company showed their hands to carry things in. White roses were arranged like no money. The Milky balloons were piled into a huge peach heart. The bright lights were turned to dim yellow. Long stars were hung on the dome, and they circled the restaurant floor Heart-shaped candles. A few minutes later, another band came. It should be called an orchestra. There were dozens of people, dressed in exquisite black suits and with saxophone violins on their backs.There are also people carrying a huge light board, the warm yellow English letter says Mary me, the romantic atmosphere of the restaurant is flowing. The waiter came over with a look of guilt. "Two gentlemen, I'm sorry. We'll have a marriage proposal in a while, and we'll have to clean up in half an hour. I hope you can cooperate. The meal is free this time." Gu Xingchuan frowns tightly, his face is dark, and his eyes stare at the waiter coldly. The frightened waiter looks at the good-looking Song Yi for help. Song Yi coughed, took a sip of juice, and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. We can sit in the corner. I also want to see how other people propose." The waiter is not good to say anything more, mumbled a few words and retired. Song Yi looked at the decoration of the restaurant with great interest. He proposed to a famous orchestra. He had been to a concert before, and it cost about 1 million yuan to appear one hour. I don't know how much it costs to go to a western restaurant. Gu Xingchuan cut the steak gracefully and asked casually, "what do you think if you propose here?" Song Yi called out the computer in her mobile phone, quickly calculated an account, then raised her head and shook her head. "It's too wasteful. It's not necessary to propose marriage so extravagantly." Gu Xingchuan's face was ugly and he snorted, "don't you want a sense of ceremony? So you feel luxurious? " "There's no need to be extravagant and wasteful Song Yi knocked on the table and said seriously, "if you want to propose to me, don't do it like this. I want a candle and a ring." Gu Xingchuan looked at him and curled his lips. "I can't afford to lose this person so shabby." Song Yi couldn't cry or laugh, "it's not called poverty, it's called making the best use of everything." Gu Xingchuan refused to comment. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a message. His slender fingers were flying on the keyboard. Song Yi gets up and goes to the bathroom. The waiter shakes his head. The restaurant's way to the bathroom is blocked by the lighting equipment of the decoration company, so she can only go to the studio upstairs. Song Yi took the elevator and went upstairs. There was a modeling studio on the doorplate. He glanced and went straight to the bathroom. He pushed the door and ran into a person. The man's face is pale and soft, and his eyes are like a snake. One glance makes people cold. Song Yi pauses for a moment and gently grasps her hand in her clothes. Unexpectedly, she will meet Zhou Moquan, who has been absent for a long time. Zhou Moquan, no matter in any season, seems to be measured by Yin. He stares at Song Yi for a few seconds, "how did you come here?" "I'm in the western restaurant downstairs." Song Yi smiles politely. Zhou Moquan's eyes changed in vain. He looked up and down at Song Yi. His round belly could not be covered by his down jacket. "Are you going to get married?" Song Yi couldn't feel her head, and she didn't want to talk about this topic with him, "come on!" Zhou Moquan pulled the corner of his mouth and turned to turn on the cold water faucet to wash his hands. Looking at the water pool, he did not lift his head. "It seems that you like him very much." "Yes, I like it very much." Song Yi smiles in the mirror, thinking of Gu Xingchuan is very happy. The cold water flushed Zhou's hand was unconscious, but he refused to turn off the tap like self abuse. "I actually saw you at the engagement banquet last time, and I always wanted to talk to you." Song Yi held back her smile and said, "what do you want to say?" Zhou's hand became a fist and took a deep breath. "I want to say sorry for that." "What do you mean?" Song Yi showed a calm smile, looked at Zhou Moquan's gloomy side face, calmly said: "you mean your celebration banquet, I'll stop the wine for you, you go after the rich lady, throw me to the investor alone, drink until I was alcoholism?" "I..." Zhou's lips trembled and whispered, "I'm sorry." Song Yi shook her head and made no waves statement, "or when you were drunk on your birthday, you dragged me into your hotel room and held me in your arms, because it was photographed by paparazzi. In order to protect your great image, your agent and media said that I seduced you, causing me to be subjected to cyber violence for several years this time?" Zhou Moquan bent down, his whole face immersed in cold water. He raised his head with shivering cold. His face was dripping with water, and his eyes were red with astonishing redness. "I'm sorry, my new film was on at that time, so I can't be exposed to the scandal. You know I'm real..." "Stop it." Song Yi raised her hand to stop him. She took a few pieces from the side of the carton and handed it to him. "Don't mention those two words to me. We used to be just friends." "You know, I don't just think of you as a friend." Zhou Moquan wiped the water mark on his face and looked at Song Yi deeply. Song Yi chuckles, and doesn't want to waste her emotions on this kind of person. "Take good care of Shen Li. Since you've decided to get engaged to him, don't think about anything else." "I will not marry him." Zhou Moquan's throat knot rolled a few times. He grabbed Song Yi's arm and tightly clasped it. "Can't you hate me?" Compared with Song Yi who hated him, he was more afraid of Song Yi's indifferent and indifferent state, as if he didn't exist at all. "I don't hate you, I bless you." Song Yi broke off his fingers one by one, looked at him and said, "Gu Xingchuan is still waiting for me. I won't talk to you more."Zhou Moquan looks at the empty hand, surrounded by a huge sense of powerlessness. After so many years of friendship with Song Yi, understanding Song Yi is like knowing yourself. Song Yi is a very heartless person. Once a person is removed from the social list by him, this person is like a group of air to song Yi. "I'm sorry." Zhou Moquan's voice was low and inaudible. Song Yi's back moved forward mercilessly. He knew that once he got out of the door, Song Yi would not even look at him much, but only Gu Xingchuan would be in his eyes. Song Yi returned to the western restaurant, Shi Shi ran sat opposite Gu Xingchuan. Gu Xingchuan's cut steak was pushed in front of him, "why did you go to the bathroom for so long?" "I met a stranger and had a chat." Song Yi sipped the steak and said something. Gu Xingchuan hugged his arm, leaned on the chair, squinting at him, "solved?" "It's settled." Song Yi bowed her head and laughed. Gu Xingchuan gently buckled three times on the table, "it's time to solve our problems next." In an instant, the light in the dining room is dim, and only the blue sky lamp in the dome moves gently, and the beautiful fragrance of flowers flows in the air. A bunch of silver light sprinkled on the table, the low-key cello sounded quietly, the voice of saxophone was melodious, light and soft. Song Yi was stunned. Her heart leaped fiercely. She pursed her lips and held back her smile. Her eyes twinkled at Gu Xingchuan, waiting for the next words. Gu Xingchuan stood up, bent down, and kissed Song Yi's tight lips. He whispered, "Song Yi, come with me later!" "Good." Song Yi smiles gently, embraces his neck and kisses Gu Xingchuan's face actively, "I will." Gu Xingchuan pinched his chin and kissed him back. He whispered, "I have thought of the names of the children." "What is it called?" "Gu Siyi." "No, what else?" "Take care of your heart." "Not good." "It's just called Gu Xiaojiu, because this is the ninth year I met you." "If you dare to call this, you can sleep by yourself later." The author has something to say: Well, I wish you a happy Chinese Valentine's Day! Give you 77 red envelopes!
