Song Chuchu smiled and lit the fireworks in his hand to the one in Song Yanheng's hand, and his laughter was crisp: "Come, I'll help you order it." ”

The fireworks were contaminated with sparks, and they ignited instantly, and Song Yanheng saw a white light in front of him, blooming a bright silver flower in the dark. Song Chu's smiling face was clearly extinguished behind that silver flower. Probably because he drank too much wine, Song Yanheng suddenly felt a hot current rise in his heart, and all the thoughts in his mind stopped instantly, and he reached out to Song Chu, who was behind the fireworks, and lowered his head to kiss Song Chu's bright smiling face.

The laughter stopped instantly, the world seemed to be condensed, Song Chu froze there, and the fireworks were silently set off in her hands, illuminating Song Yanheng's extremely familiar face.

In the dark night, Song Yanheng's originally angular facial features became a little deep and soft. Song Chuchu looked at Song Yanheng's dark and deep eyes, smelled the fragrance on his body, and felt that he was about to faint, and the world was spinning.

Song Yanheng held the hand on Song Chu's shoulder and changed it to support Song Chu's head, aggravating the kiss, as if he wanted to vent all the long-suppressed feelings in his heart on this kiss.

Song Chu finally felt unwell. Song Yanheng was too tall, she was forced to tiptoe to accept this kiss by his head, and she felt powerless as if as soon as Song Yanheng let go, she would collapse on the ground.

Song Chu came back to his senses, threw away the fireworks in his hand and pushed Song Yanheng hard. Song Yanheng was pushed by this unprepared push and regained his senses.

Under the dim light, Song Chuchu's eyes were red, and he looked up at Song Yanheng with tears flashing, but he couldn't say a word.

My heart suddenly felt a little sour. Before the beginning of the Song Dynasty, I often heard that some girls would cry involuntarily after giving their first time to their favorite person. Song Chu didn't understand that feeling. But when that cold and soft feeling invaded her brain, she finally understood that the original feeling was the emotion of giving oneself to one person at ease, and the willing pleasure of handing over one of her precious things to another more precious person. It is an indescribable desolate happiness.

Song Chuchu looked at Song Yanheng in front of him, and hoped that he could give him a hug. She didn't need him to explain or promise, as long as he could hold her in his arms, she could feel that this relationship had the best place to live.

In the shimmer, Song Chu's tearful eyes were bright and his expression was sad. Song Yanheng looked at her and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. For the first time, I was speechless.

"I'm sorry at the beginning of the year."

A deep voice rang out in the dark courtyard, suppressed and powerless.

Song Chu was stunned there, listening to Song Yanheng continue: "You can act as if nothing has happened. ”

"How can it be that nothing has happened?!" Song Chuchu pushed Song Yanheng away heavily, crying and scolding him, "Song Yanheng, you bastard!" ”

All the love turned into surging tears, and Song Yanheng was the last one at the beginning of the year, pushing Song Yanheng away and running away crying.

If Song Yanheng was not so depressed, he could feel that Song Chu was not really angry, but like all girls who quarreled with their lovers, he was just playing petty.

If Song Chu was really angry, how could he stay there and let Song Yanheng see him crying.

There was a loud sound of the door closing in the room, and the window above Song Yanheng's head lit up. Song Yanheng raised his head, the light fell on his silent face, and his dark eyes were full of affection.

If it's not so deep, how can you see it?

But it still shocked her, and shocked the calm years that had been whitewashed.

When Song Yanheng got up the second day of the new year, Song Yanheng was no longer there, and he didn't know when he left. Song Chu pretended to take a walk and searched all the rooms, and finally found only a plate of dumplings with residual warmth in the restaurant.

I guess it's already cooked, and although it's still warm, it still feels cold in my mouth.

No matter how delicious the dumplings are, once they are cold, they will have no taste. Song Chuchu sat quietly on the dining table with chopsticks, looking at the plate of dumplings, his mouth was bitter.

Looking at it, tears welled up in it. The chopsticks fell from his hand to the table, and Song Chu lay on the table and cried silently. She really wanted to ask Song Yanheng, he has always been very good to himself, if he doesn't like himself, why do he do that? Why let the relationship between the two go to a dead end, I don't know that between brothers and sisters who are not related by blood, the most taboo is ambiguity? Once you have a little thought that you shouldn't have, you are doomed to never recover, and you have to die of old age and never get along.

Could it be that Song Yanheng wanted to let himself leave like this?

The Lantern Festival is coming. Jiang Yunfei sent invitations to the people in the circle early, inviting them to enjoy the fireworks at the café on the top floor of the Liaojiang Hotel at 7 p.m. during the Lantern Festival.

Song Chu also received an invitation at the beginning of the year. Jiang Yunfei's specially printed invitation is unique and expensive. The moment Song Chu saw the invitation, he looked at the hope on Jiang Yunfei's face, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not feeling well these days and don't want to go." ”

At the beginning of Song Chu, he knew that Song Yanheng must have also received an invitation. She just didn't know how to face Song Yanheng.

Since Song Yanheng left early that morning, they have not been in contact again. That kiss that night turned the two of them into each other's taboos. Song Chu didn't know why it suddenly became like this, and she was caught off guard, leaving her powerless to fight back. She could only cower in her own world, for fear that when she looked up, she would be in front of a rain of bullets.

Song Chu didn't want to make excuses at the beginning of the year, Jiang Yunfei asked her understandingly: "Did you have a conflict about something that day?" ”

Song Chu didn't lie, she didn't have anything to do, she had been in her room these days, looking at the lively New Year's scene outside the window, breathing the air of only one person, and living so much that she didn't know what to do.

The careful Jiang Yunfei noticed the strangeness of Song Chu: "I see that you are in a very bad mood, and you rarely go to Xihe these days." Did something unhappy happen to you? ”

"It's nothing, I just want to be alone." Song Chu didn't even want to find an excuse.

Jiang Yunfei didn't force her. However, after Zhou Xiyu found out, he rushed to Song Chuchu's house and forcibly dragged Song Chuchu out without saying anything, and scolded fiercely: "Do you want to betray the masses and betray the organization?!" This is a group activity, do you have a big deal to do with us! Don't say it's you, people are almost eight months pregnant, and everyone is here, if you are ten months pregnant now, I will let you go today at the beginning of Song Chu. ”

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