At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he made a breezy appearance and opened his mouth: "I read the memo today and found out that I am about to celebrate my birthday." ”

Song Yanheng's hand holding the spoon stood there, looking up at Song Chu. Song Chuzheng looked at him with faint expectation in his eyes.

Song Yanheng explained apologetically: "I may not be able to go to your birthday, I will go on a business trip to the United States in a few days, and I won't be able to catch your birthday." ”

Song Chu's eyes trembled for a moment. She didn't expect to catch up with Song Yanheng on a business trip so coincidentally. It's impossible to say that you are not lost. After so many years of single birthdays, Song Chu really didn't want to spend it alone.

Song Chu's mood was obviously low, but she compromised: "It's okay, otherwise I'll pass it early, or postpone it, do you have time around my birthday?" ”

"At the beginning of the year, I've been busy for the last month."

That is to say, Song Yanheng is unwilling to accompany her? Song Chu sat there silently and didn't speak for a long time.

Song Yanheng couldn't bear to look at Song Chu's lost appearance, frowned and wanted to speak, but finally held back.

The two of them did not say a word during the banquet.

After dinner, Song Chu got up to clean up the mess. This is the first time that Song Chu took the initiative to pack up his things. Song Yanheng hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop her: "At the beginning of the year, I'll clean up, you can go watch TV." ”

When is she really squeamish and unwilling to do housework? At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, she just used this little thing to find a sense of existence. But today, her self-confidence was hit a bit, and she suddenly felt that she couldn't do it.

Song Chu held the greasy bowl and chopsticks and didn't let go. She asked Song Yanheng in a low voice: "Then do you still invite Xiyu and them to dinner?" ”

Birthdays come every year, and it doesn't matter if you miss one. But this meal is a must-have.

Song Yanheng didn't speak, so Song Chu understood what he meant. It seems that I can't invite this table. It's just that everyone has been playing for so many years, and now that she and Song Yanheng are together, they don't even invite a meal, what does this mean? Didn't you tell everyone that the two of them were just having fun and didn't have to take it seriously?

She couldn't afford to lose that person at the beginning of the Song Dynasty.

The kitchen was filled with the sound of running water. Song Yanheng stood outside the kitchen, lingering in his heart, not knowing whether to say it or not.

Song Chu stood by the dishwashing sink, washed the dishes one by one, wiped off the water droplets with a dry cloth, and placed them neatly. After doing this in an orderly manner, Song Chuchu came out of the kitchen, and Song Yanheng was still standing outside the door, his eyes locked on her.

Song Chuchu walked past Song Yanheng with a calm face, his eyes didn't even touch him, and the whole person seemed too calm, and the silence was abnormal.

Song Yanheng followed behind her, watched her enter the second bedroom, and closed the door.

The door opened again, and Song Chu came out of it with a box in his hand.

Song Yanheng panicked, and snatched the box in Song Chuchu's hand: "It's so late, where are you going?" ”

"Go home." Song Chuchu calmly replied to these two words and reached for the suitcase.

"At the beginning of the year," Song Yanheng put down the box, reached out and pressed Song Chu's shoulder, looked down at the unusually calm Song Chu, and explained to her seriously, "When you asked me if I wanted to invite them to dinner, I did hesitate. But I didn't hesitate because I didn't care about you. You should know that if my feelings for you were a little shallow, we would not have come to this point. ”

Song Chu was puzzled. It is indeed what Song Yanheng said, he really likes her, so he will be with her regardless of the awkward relationship between them.

But if you like it, why is it so hard to even ask for a meal?

Song Chuchu asked him: "Song Yanheng, can you tell why you are reluctant to invite them to dinner?" ”

"I'm not unwilling. I'll ask for it tomorrow. Song Yanheng's attitude was sincere and serious.

Song Chuchu shook his head, brushed Song Yanheng's hand away as if he was tired, and whispered, "I don't want to be strong." If you don't want to please, don't force it. ”

Song Chu was a paranoid person. She didn't want to force Song Yanheng, even if she was invited, what was the point, it was always Song Yanheng's willingness.

This is just like when she was sick and didn't want to call Zhao Zhilin. Zhao Zhilin didn't think about coming to see her, and she didn't want to call herself.

At this point, the exchange could not continue, and no one said anything more.

Song Chu looked at the suitcase at the beginning of the year, but finally did not pull it up. In the end, I am reluctant in my heart, if I come back tonight, even if I come back in the future, there will still be a crack in the middle.

Song returned to the second bedroom at the beginning of the year and closed the door again. Song Yanheng stood in the living room and tasted the torment.

But Shi Yu called at this time. Song Yanheng took it, only to hear Ya forcefully invite credit: "I've prepared everything, I'll let you know later." This efficiency is good, next time I ask you for help and you can also have a snack, otherwise I'm sorry for me. ”

"Thank you. I'm a little busy, so I hung up first. Song Yanheng said in a perfunctory tone, hung up the phone with good self-cultivation, and did not throw his emotional bomb on Shi Yu.

Although he received a call from Shi Yu, looking at the closed door, Song Yanheng still called one by one to inform him of the dinner.

When he hit Zhou Xiyu, Zhou Xiyu asked him strangely: "Why don't you spend it with your birthday at the beginning of the year?" When I went shopping and talked to her during the day, she thought she would agree. ”

Song Yanheng finally found the source of goods, and said with a wry smile: "Baba's want to invite you to eat more, but you are still unwilling, and if you don't want to go, don't go tomorrow." ”

"That's not going to work, it's cheaper for you. Wait for me, I'll be there tomorrow. ”

After notifying them one by one, Song Yanheng looked at the door of the second bedroom, walked over with his mobile phone and knocked on the door. No response.

Song Yanheng had no choice but to speak: "At the beginning of the year, I have already informed them to go to Lanjiang tomorrow night." You wait for me at home, I'll come back from work to pick you up and we'll go together, okay? ”

When he said these words, Song Yanheng remembered Zhao Zhilin.

was very impressed, Song Chu and Zhao Zhilin had a quarrel. Fifteen-year-old Song Chu was still a child, and he locked himself in his room with a "bang", and he didn't eat.

Zhao Zhilin is just this girl, she hasn't seen her once in ten days and half a month, and it hurts so much when she sees her, how can she be hungry. Taking advantage of Song Yunmao's absence, Zhao Zhilin ran upstairs anxiously and worriedly to knock on Song Chu's door and comfort her softly.

Song Yanheng was watching from the other side. Zhao Zhilin, who has always been generous and calm, had a particularly soft and low posture at that time. Song Yanheng felt very unfamiliar.

P.S. Have fun during the holidays, little fairies~