Chapter Ninety-Eight

Sheng Yuan watched Song Yanheng being stopped and smiled proudly. felt that he had been avenged by Song Yanheng for the arrow he sent to the police station, and his mood instantly brightened.

Song Yunmao glanced at the two people who were at a stalemate on the stairs, and said to the aunt at home: "You go and call the room at the beginning of the year, tell her that there is a guest at home, and let her come down." ”

"Okay." Auntie answered the phone call.

Since Song Chu experienced this incident, he has been much more obedient than before. In the past, the girl's rebellious mind even choked her own mother. Now, the aunt made a phone call, and the girl actually came down.

Song Chu was wearing a long white cotton skirt, and his hair was soft and loose on his shoulders. No makeup, plain face, especially fresh.

The sunlight in the room was great, shining on her, and the moment she walked to the staircase, there was a feeling of not eating the fireworks of the world. Pure like an angel.

When Sheng Yuan was abroad, he was with a Chinese girl. The girl fell in love with him at first sight.

She said that the moment she saw Sheng Yuan, she was thrilled. The feeling was intense, so strong that at that moment, she wanted to give him everything she had.

Sheng Yuan didn't understand before. And the moment he saw Song Chu come out, he understood the word "heartbeat".

Until the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he walked into the shadows where the sun could not shine. Without the disguise of sunshine, Sheng Yuan found out that Song Chu had silence on his face.

On his forehead, there was also a white patch of glaring gauze.

Song Chu saw Sheng Yuan and Song Yanheng at the beginning of the year and stopped on the stairs.

The guest who asked her to come down to see was Sheng Yuan?

"At the beginning of the year." Sheng Yuan ran up the stairs very happily, "My Yolanda, I miss you so much!" ”

Song Yanheng kicked the girl on the ground. The movement is slight. Not easy to detect.

Fortunately, Sheng Yuan didn't stumble on the stairs, otherwise there would definitely be a ravine on his face that cut up and down.

Song Chuchu and Zhao Zhilin were both taken aback. "Why did you fall while running, did you get hurt?" Zhao Zhilin stepped forward to help people.

Sheng Yuan turned his head and glared at Song Yanheng, and smiled at Zhao Zhilin: "It's okay." ”

stood up, rushed to Song Chuchu in three or two steps, hugged Song Chuchu and kissed her on the face.

"I came to see you the other day, and the doorman wouldn't let me in. You won't answer your calls. When I ran into him, I instigated the doorman to send me to the police station. It's only coming out now! Sheng Yuan pointed hard at Song Yanheng.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he was a little unhappy when Sheng Yuan gave such an affectionate greeting gift, but after listening to Sheng Yuan's words, he suddenly forgot Sheng Yuan's recklessness. Surprised, he asked, "Send it to the police station?" ”

It's not just the beginning of the Song Dynasty. The people in the room were surprised. Including Song Yunmao.

Song Yanheng didn't speak, and he didn't mean to defend himself at all. Song Chu looked at him, and he also looked at Song Chu.

Song Yanheng's eyes were dark and calm, looking at her deeply, completely forgetting the world around him, and only Song Chu was left alone in his eyes.

Song Chu was instantly drowned in those eyes, forgetting the things around him.

Sheng Yuan looked at the two of them, and shook Song Chu's arm dissatisfiedly: "At the beginning of the year." Do you miss me these days? ”

"My arm." Song Chu pushed Sheng Yuan away in pain and took two steps back. Keep your distance from him.

Song Chu's arm was slightly fractured, and he was originally splint. However, she found it inconvenient, so she put on a cast.

The home is central air conditioning, and the cold is very open. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, she wore a long skirt from the Spring and Autumn Period, with a loose skirt that covered her arms and injured knees. At a glance, I could only see the wound on her forehead.

Zhao Zhilin heard Song Chuchu say that it hurt, and hurriedly walked over to check: "How is it?" Didn't touch the wound? ”

Song Yanheng's footsteps stopped there all his life.

Sheng Yuan was frightened: "What's the matter, I was injured at the beginning of the year?" ”

"There was a car accident," Song Yanheng's voice was low and cold, with a hidden hatred, "I was disturbed because of what happened a few days ago." ”

Zhao Zhilin, who was checking Song Chu's wounds, glanced at Song Yanheng when she heard this.

She clearly heard the tone of Song Yanheng's speech to Sheng Yuan. That's exactly the same tone she hated at the beginning.

Sheng Yuan has always been well protected. Car accident? It's horrible! immediately looked up and down at the beginning of Song Chu and interrogated her where she was hurt.

Song Chu avoided Sheng Yuan at the beginning of the year, and said expressionlessly: "The injury is not serious, you don't have to worry." I want to go up, you can sit here first. ”

I didn't want to say a word more, and turned to go upstairs. The posture is indifferent.

Sheng Yuan watched Song Chu go upstairs in a daze, and suddenly felt strange.

What kind of character was that before the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Sheng Yuan did not forget to meet Song Chu for the first time. Ya was eating spicy tang in the main square, and the soup smashed directly on him, what a refreshing girl.

Now it's deserted. Sheng Yuan was originally a train, but he was stunned to draw the track under Song Chuchu and couldn't run on the road.

Sheng Yuan had to go back to report to Old Man Sheng, and he didn't stay long. Zhao Zhilin returned to the kitchen, a huge living room, where Song Yanheng and Song Yunmao were sitting.

Auntie brought a plate of snacks and sent them over. The pink and tender dumplings are lying obediently on the blue and white plate, which is very beautiful.

"This was done on the day I was injured at the beginning of the year. He said he was going to buy some boxes for his friends to try. Alas, if I don't let her go, I'll buy it myself. When I came back that day, I was in a very bad mood at the beginning of the year, and I was not happy to see these peach blossom cakes. Madame won't let me serve it to the table again. After all, it was made by myself at the beginning of the year, and it's a pity to throw it away, Yanheng, you can try it. ”

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang."

Song Yanheng pinched one and ate it. Song Chu likes sticky pastries, so he always likes to make pastries with glutinous rice flour. This plate of peach blossom cake too. However, the glutinous rice flour is added with peach blossom juice and mixed with some yams, which is sweet and not greasy, and it is very delicious.

Song Yanheng remembered that when Song Chu made pastries for the first time, he talked about his wish: "I just want to open my own dim sum shop and make some dim sum that I like to eat for others to taste every day." Every dim sum I sell is made by myself. ”

It was a picnic dinner, sitting on the green lawn, and the sun was warm. Song Chuchu leaned on him, and said this paragraph in a soft voice, like the wind, gently stirring his heart.

Song Yanheng only felt that the originally sweet dim sum was extremely sour in an instant. After experiencing this, he was really afraid that at the beginning of Song Chu, he would never smile brightly in the sun like before.

"Did you find the guy who spread the photos on the Internet?" Song Yunmao spoke, and Song Yanheng came back to his senses.

"Not yet, it's a powerful person, Ji Chuan and I are trying to find it."

As if inadvertently, Song Yunmao asked Song Yanheng: "You and Sheng Qing, how are you doing now?" ”

"It's been a long time since I got in touch." (To be continued.) )