The company is very busy near the Chinese New Year, and she and Tang Jingze have their own thoughts, which makes the way the two get along a little 'strange'.

There was a precursor to a storm.

On the window of the villa, Xiaoyuan hung two red lanterns, and pasted a couplet on the door.

Song Nanqiao sat on the sofa, looked at Xiaoyuan's busy figure, and remembered that she was going back to her hometown for the New Year today.

She paid her salary to Madoka, gave her a big red envelope, and let her go home early.

Xiaoyuan's eyes flashed with tears, and he left with a thousand thanks.

The living room was instantly quiet, and his eyes wandered upstairs, Song Nanqiao hesitated, but still pushed open the door of the study.

Tang Jingze couldn't help but smile when he saw her come in, "Something?"

She walked over, his arm around her waist, and she sat on his lap.

"It's going to be the New Year, let's go out and buy some New Year's goods. ”

Tang Jingze smiled, closed the computer, and nodded.

The two went out together.

It's just around the corner, and Bencheng City is already bustling, and the cars can't drive in, so they have to walk to the mall.

Tang Jingze held Song Nanqiao's hand, fearing that she would be lost.

Passing by a bridal shop, Tang Jingze's eyes stopped and paused.

Song Nanqiao stepped forward first, and was pulled back by his right hand.

She followed his gaze.

"Nan Qiao, haven't we taken wedding photos?"

As if caught in some thought, the man stared intently, raised his hand, and pointed to a wedding dress inside.

"That wedding dress must look good when you wear it. ”

Song Nanqiao had an unspeakable strangeness in her heart, their marriage was arranged by her parents, and she didn't have anything for the ceremonies that others had.

Tang Jingze glanced at her deeply, "Let's go take pictures another day, shall we?"

Without waiting for her to answer, he led her into the store.

The phone in his pocket rang, but he didn't answer.

The waiters on the side recognized them with sharp eyes.

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Song. ”

Tang Jingze turned a deaf ear and walked straight to the wedding dress, "That's it, Nan Qiao, wear it for me." ”

His vision has always been unique, and Song Nanqiao saw that he was full of interest and did not refuse.

She nodded, and under the guidance of the waiter, took the wedding dress and went to the dressing room.

Tang Jingze sat in the lounge waiting, and there was an extra text message on his mobile phone: Do you really care about me, don't you even have a word to comfort me?

It's Ji Mengya.

He furrowed his eyebrows, deleted the text messages and put the phone back.

In less than a minute, the phone rang wildly.

Tang Jingze was annoyed, he picked it up, "Hey?"

There was a whimpering cry coming out of the earpiece.

"Aze, you're completely captivated by that vixen now, aren't you? I'm nothing in your eyes right now, am I?"

"Mengya, if you feel uncomfortable, you can ask Dr. Lin to come over, I have my business, don't make trouble. He replied lightly, tiredness hidden between his brows.

She cried and yelled, "I don't want a doctor, I'm really uncomfortable in my heart, I don't know why you suddenly seem to be a different person, and Song Nan Qiaobi, what is the difference between me? Aze, you are just temporarily fascinated by her, I can understand, after all, you are under the same roof, it doesn't matter, I can wait, and when you feel tired, you will return to me, you know, only we are the most compatible." ”

"I'm not playing, I'm serious, Mengya, listen up, I love her very much, I can't be separated from her. ”

"You love her, what do you love her? Love is conditional, I met you first, she is a third party, why did she make me like this, and you still help her speak?"

Tang Jingze was a little bored, "I still have something to do, hang up." ”

"Don't hang up, I want you to come over with me, if you hang up, I'll cut my wrists and commit suicide......"

The man's face changed sharply, he stood up, faced the figure walking towards her, and lowered his voice, "Don't threaten me, your life is your own, and you should be responsible for yourself." ”

He hung up the phone with a "snap", and within half a second, it rang again, as if he was competing with him, Tang Jingze picked up the phone and was about to turn it off.

Song Nanqiao was already standing in front of him, he looked up, and simply put the phone back into his trouser pocket.

"Is it pretty?"

Her floor-sweeping skirt was open to both sides, and the corners of her mouth shone like streamers.

Tang Jingze pulled her to the fitting mirror and wrapped her in his arms from behind, "It's so beautiful! Nan Qiao, let's set a date to take wedding photos, okay?"

Song Nanqiao was stunned, her slightly drooping eyes swept away all emotions, she nodded, and hot tears poured out of her eyes.

But he smiled briskly, "Okay." ”

Tang Jingze raised his hand and wiped the wetness from her face, "Don't cry, you know I can't see you cry now." ”

Their fingers were clasped tightly, and Song Nanqiao turned around and faced him head-on, "I'm moved." ”

Tang Jingze smiled, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, "I can't even be moved." ”

He took her hand and put it to his lips and kissed it lightly, "Nan Qiao, I still owe you a wedding, a honeymoon, and a ......."

She pressed her fingers to his lips, motioning for him to say no more.

"That's enough, you just have to remember that I want to die with you, and I don't care about anything else. ”

Tang Jingze tightened her tightly, with an indescribable relief and satisfaction in his heart, and the corners of his mouth became more and more open, "I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated." ”

Song Nanqiao bit her lip lightly, the words he said were really in her ears, although it was only a few words, for her, it was a great touch.

The phone rang at an inopportune time, he frowned, took it out with a cold face and wanted to press it off, but he never thought that he had touched the answer button.

"Aze, I really cut my wrist, it turns out that the Grim Reaper has never left, I experienced it again, it hurts......"

Ji Mengya's weak shout came from the phone.

He was stunned, Song Nanqiao was beside him, even if he didn't turn on the speakerphone, she could hear it clearly.

In the next moment, Tang Jingze opened the door of the store in a panic and had already rushed out.

Song Nanqiao stood in place, looking at his anxious back.

The wetness in his eyes hammed his vision, and he still cared.

Tang Jingze kicked the accelerator, and the sports car was like a wild horse that was off the leash.

When he arrived, the door was empty, the curtains in the room were tightly drawn, and he felt as if he was in the dark, and his breathing was not smooth.

"Mengya?"

His heart was already hanging in his throat, and he hurriedly reached out to turn on the light.

The target was Ji Mengya, who was lying motionless on the big bed.

Her face was horribly pale, and she watched calmly as she watched him come in with open eyes, a wisp of bright red dripping down her wrist onto the sheets.

The smile gradually widened in circles across her face.

"Aze, look, you can't let go of me after all, but you're still here. ”

He walked over and leaned over, "You're crazy!"

Tang Jingze gritted his teeth, turned over and found a towel to wrap around her wrist, he wrapped his neck around her neck and picked her up.

There were a few footsteps in the corridor outside, and a few people passed by and peeked in curiously.

The moment they saw the men and women embracing each other, the group was shocked and quickly brought the door to the door.