Song Yuannian looked up at the starry sky, looking forward to it, full of longing for their future. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe child who is about to be born, and Yan'er, who is going to be with him for a lifetime, all of these are things he has never thought of before.

The love for Yan'er came suddenly, and the baby came suddenly. However, he never felt that these were troubles and burdens, but he felt that he was a lucky one, and he had a lover and children all of a sudden. This is something that many people have been trying to achieve for many years.

After getting along for a period of time, he knew very well that Shen Yan was a person who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and his mind was extremely soft. For example, her attitude towards her friends, her attitude towards her employees. Song Yuannian thought that as long as he worked hard, Yan'er would one day open her heart and accept him.

"Yan'er, are you asleep?" Song Yuannian couldn't hold back and sent a text message to Shen Yan. He knew that Shen Yan was usually painting, because she felt more felt and inspired in the dead of night.

"Sleep." Shen Yan replied to the text message in less than a minute.

"Haha, you gave me back so quickly when you fell asleep, did you miss me?" Song Yuannian smirked stupidly at the phone screen. On the screensaver is a photo of Shen Yan carefully drawing a design draft on a small balcony, which he took secretly.

"Miss you big-headed ghost." Shen Yan made a beating expression.

Song Yuannian photographed the starry sky, and photographed the locust tree and swing for Shen Yan to see. "Yan'er, I think I'll bring you here, let the baby swing on it, you see how beautiful the starry sky is, without a trace of cliché."

"Yo, transformed, great poet of Song."

In the face of Shen Yan's yin and yang weirdness, Song Yuannian was extremely happy, he liked that Shen Yan was okay to joke with him like this, and the relationship was closer.

"Okay, Yan'er go to bed early, don't stay up late."

"Hmm." Shen Yan responded simply.

"Good night Yan'er, what a dream."

"Good night." Shen Yan lay on the bed and watched the phone screen dim little by little, and finally extinguished it, picked it up and put it on the bedside table. The mobile phone has radiation, which is not good for the baby, and Song Yuannian always whispers in his ears.

Recalling Luo Li's chattering appearance in the first year of the Song Dynasty, Shen Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly. is not around, there is some emptiness in my heart, unexpectedly, there is a trace of missing.

The figure on the small balcony on the second floor, looking down at Song Yuannian swinging in the yard, his eyes were full of wonderful colors. She likes Song Yuannian, and Gong Rongrong likes Song Yuannian.

On her eighth birthday that year, Song Yuannian was invited by her parents to celebrate her birthday. There were a lot of young masters who came that day, and most of them were well-behaved. Only he was so naughty that he broke the small clay jar that she and her aunt went to the clay hall to make by herself.

Later, her mother was killed in a car accident, and her father, who was busy with experiments all day long, had no time to take care of the family, so when she was less than ten years old, she went abroad with her uncle and aunt, and once she went, she did not return for more than ten years.

In fact, long before coming to Song Yuannian's house, Gong Rongrong had already seen him.

One day, Gong Rongrong came back and read a book with Gong Hongan in a café on the street. I noticed an old man in ragged clothes sitting on the side of the road looking at the café, looking very thirsty. She was about to go out and have a look, when someone took her first.

A young man happened to buy coffee in a café, and when he went out, he saw an old man on the street, stepped forward to ask a few words, and gave the old man his coffee. At that time, she saw it clearly, that person was Song Yuannian.

Compared to people coming and going, or white-collar workers passing by in high heels, or office workers in a hurry to make phone calls, or young people passing by in hip-hop. In an increasingly indifferent society, most people turn a blind eye to this kind of old people. At that moment, Gong Rongrong was deeply captured by this Zhengtai-faced man in a white suit.

The father, who was sitting opposite, noticed that his daughter was looking out of the window, and looked over her eyes and saw Song Yuannian who was talking to the old man.

"Rongrong, what are you looking at?" Father Gong deliberately asked as if he didn't know anything, with a smile in his eyes, he knew the young man.

Gong Rongrong was obviously taken aback, "It's nothing." ”

"Rongrong, you are twenty-three years old, and when you grow up, it is time to start a family."

"Dad, I just came back, you are in a hurry to marry me off, I still want to be by your side more." Gong Rongrong looked coquettish.

"Your mother died early, I've been busy, you're more at your uncle's and aunt's house, I don't take care of you enough, and my heart is full of guilt, so find someone to rely on as soon as possible, and Dad can rest assured."

"Daddy~"

"That kid was very nice, a few years older than you. I also know his family, the Song family, the Song family is a business and political family in City B, and the family has a good foundation and knows the roots. Father Gong picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee.

"Well, I think he's quite kind, although I don't know what he's talking to the old man. But with so many people coming and going, he was the only one who used to talk to the old man. Gong Rongrong's eyes were full of appreciation and affirmation for Song Yuannian.

"Well, I think this kid is pretty good, too. And I just received an invitation from his house, and I'll ask when I get back. My daughter must be excellent if she is worthy of trust. ”

"Dad," Gong Rongrong said with disgust at her father. In her own mind, she couldn't recognize it and began to fantasize about what kind of happy scene she would be after being with Song Yuannian. The two of them have similar family backgrounds, she is beautiful, he is handsome, and she and him are a match made in heaven.

So there was a scene where Song's mother gave Song Yuannian a blind date.

In Song Yuannian's view, the end of this so-called blind date should be over. Because he already has a favorite object, and soon even a child will be born.

It's just that Shen Yan's identity is not convenient to disclose. But he knew that with Shen Yan's character, once she decided to be with him, even if she was hindered and difficult in every way, she would stick to her decision.

But then no one thought that what really hindered them was the unpredictable world events.

The next day, Shen Yan was not around, and Song Yuannian, who was not sleeping well, got up early and prepared to go back to see Yan'er early in the morning, and had to bring breakfast to his Yan'er. Song Yuannian just wanted to take a bath, say hello to his parents, pack up and rush back immediately, but there was a big oolong.

After taking a shower, Song Yuannian took his clothes and prepared to change, just put down his clothes, took off the bath towel, and before he could reach out and lock the door, the door was opened by Gong Rongrong, who didn't know.

"Ahh "Ahh Both of them shouted at the same time, "It's me and not you who are being seen, what are you calling!" Song Yuannian hurriedly took a bath towel to cover his fart. share, Gong Rongrong immediately turned around. He thought to himself: It's a loss, he just wants to show him Yan'er.

The people who heard the shouting downstairs rushed upstairs one after another, and saw Gong Rongrong, who was blushing, running downstairs. Song's father gave Song's mother Liu Ying a look, Liu Ying hurried downstairs to chase Gong Rongrong, who ran down, and Song's father saw his youngest son who had just dressed and walked out of the bathroom.

"First year, what's going on, why did Rong Rong run away by himself?" Father Song had a serious face.

"She didn't knock when she entered the door, she saw me change clothes, and I was all looked at your son, Dad!" Song Yuannian looked aggrieved, emphasizing that he had eaten tofu.

"In the first year, it was not good for the little girl to have a bad reputation when this matter was said, and besides, how can we explain it to Professor Gong?"

"Dad, what can't I explain, what age is this, and it's me who she looks at, not what I look at her! I don't care, just pretend it didn't happen. Song Yuannian waved his hand, showing his atmosphere, and then slowly dressed.

"Your mother and I agree that Rongrong is a good girl, since it's all like this, the manly husband should be responsible." Song Yuan's tone was a little stern, he didn't like his son to be like this.

"Dad, do you think you still live in a feudal dynasty? I want to be independent. Cut, arranged marriage? Anyway, I live in the 21st century and won't marry someone I don't like. ”

"You see what you learned and what you said when you were out there all day? He is a traditional good child of a scholarly family, and his name is very expensive. Such an excellent girl, think about it. Father Song flicked his sleeves and prepared to turn around and leave.

"What name? I didn't do anything to her, funny. Don't think about it, I'm not a child, I have my own cognition, I won't marry if I don't like her. Song Yuannian was a little angry at his father's unreasonable coercion, so he went downstairs first, greeted his mother, and was about to leave as soon as possible.

Zhang's mother packed the hand-baked oil cakes for Young Master Song and put them on the co-pilot, "Young Master, remember to eat at work if you just baked it, it's not good for your stomach if you don't eat breakfast." ”

"Got it, nurse, you also help me take good care of my parents, thank you."

"Young master, this is what I should have done, you know, the old lady never forces you to do things you don't like, unlike the eldest young master and the second young master, one inherited the Song family, and the other entered politics."

"Nurse, do I know, I'll go back first." Song Yuannian drove a U-turn, and the bright yellow Porsche disappeared at the other end of the villa area. If he doesn't leave, he will have to be arrested. He understands that his family is all for his good, but he just can't obey his elders in marriage matters.

Song Yuannian hurriedly drove away from the scene, and Gong Rongrong on Song's mother's side was still sobbing softly. Father Song's majestic palm slapped the table, "This guy has stiff wings when he grows up!" And I didn't obey anymore. ”

"Oh, okay, Lao Song, I see, it's Xiao Nian, this kid, I'm shy." Mother Song was playing a round on the side.

Father Song saw that Gong Rongrong was still on the side, and he was embarrassed to attack. Mother Song originally thought that the little girl who had lived in the United States for many years should be very open-minded, and she was still worried about this. As a result, she didn't expect Rong Rong to think so traditionally, so Song's mother liked this daughter-in-law she liked a little more.

The longing was inspiring, and Song Yuannian arrived home as quickly as possible. Inside, there was silence inside. He smiled silently, he could really sleep now. Song Yuannian tiptoed and gently pushed open the door of Shen Yan's bedroom.

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