Chapter Eighty-Eight: Eccentricity
Because here, not only Father Wen and Mother Wen, but also Mother Song and Song Xingchen.
In any case, she doesn't want to leave a bad impression on others, otherwise, she will really be out of play.
Hu Siyu still understood this, so he just moved his mouth,
It's just that this time it was indeed Hu Siyu who was reckless, although Mother Wen was distressed, but it was not easy to say anything.
Besides, people don't seem to blame her much.
To sum up, Hu Siyu's glass heart is a little uncontrollable.
But who is to blame?
It's good that people don't settle accounts with you, and in turn they want people to comfort you?
Don't be silly.
Wen Gu naturally noticed the intersection of those waves of eyes, and didn't intend to pay attention to it, with a little angry gaze under Song Xingchen's eyes, and after being silent for a long time, he said a little blamelessly, "It's still a little cold." "A small cold will pass out?
In any case, Wen Gu also felt that he and Song Xingchen could be regarded as close friends, and they would not be lovers, but they were also the kind that they could never forget for the rest of their lives, and of course they were very nervous about his physical condition.
Finding that Song Xingchen had already chatted with Wen Lao, several parents naturally withdrew a little embarrassed.
As for Hu Siyu, although she was unwilling, based on Song Xingchen's reluctance to deal with her this time, she still looked at them sullenly, and was finally pulled out by Mother Wen.
Wen Su frowned, and there was a little more confusion under his eyes.
It's okay if others don't know, Wen's father and Wen's mother clearly know that he and Su Qihua are together. still let her and Song Xingchen be alone.
Oh, yes, where do they care?
Wen sighed slightly. Forget it, anyway, she and Song Xingchen haven't been alone.
A few moments of stunned recollection. I didn't notice that Song Xingchen's eyes were slightly rubbed with light, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and the smile on his face was shining for a while, which was really as bright as the twinkling stars in the sky.
"What are you laughing at?" Subconsciously, Wen frowned, I don't know why, as long as she is alone with Song Xingchen, she will feel very depressed and depressed, maybe. It's because of your personality.
No matter how long it has been, how many long years have passed, her cognition is still stuck in the days when he was young, and he needed to be comforted and protected.
Song Xingchen put away the smile on his face, and a pair of eyes stayed on Wen Gu's face for a long time before he responded, "It's nothing." It's just that, at this moment, he suddenly understood a little bit of something.
On weekdays. He couldn't find a reason to take a few more looks, but now that he thought about it, as long as there was something wrong with his body, then everything would be a matter of course.
Think of it this way. Sick or something, it seems to be pretty good.
so
Song Xingchen just blinked, but he had a decision in his heart. It's just a slight slowness in his movements, and he has never been noticed by the review.
Reminiscences are not very happy. Tsai took a closer look at Song Xingchen and found that although his face was pale. The body is weak, but the rest of the body looks normal, anyway, the weakness is not temporary, and it can't improve anytime soon, right?
Noticing that Song Xingchen's eyes had other flavors, there was a little embarrassment in his expression, and after being quiet for a while, he tentatively spoke, "Xingchen, I'm sorry."
She felt that if it dragged on like this, the relationship between the two would become more complicated, and it would be more difficult to get rid of it.
Actually, Song Xingchen will know sooner or later, it's just a matter of time, isn't it?
Since Father Wen and Mother Wen are reluctant to say it, then she will come by herself.
She also regretted a little, why did she agree to Song Xingchen's ridiculous request in a daze, saying that it was to give him a chance.
He felt that if he continued to conceal it, it would be a deception.
Anyway, there are so many girls in the world, isn't the reason why Song Xingchen fell in love with her because of what happened when he was a child, he should think that she is safer and has a sense of intimacy.
Explain these things clearly to Song Xingchen earlier, but it can allow him to see more people, maybe he will understand without her explaining in the future.
It's just that before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Song Xingchen.
Song Xingchen, who was still there, smiling shallowly and preparing to listen carefully, suddenly coughed violently, his eyes were full of pain, which made Wen subconsciously think of his illness, and naturally he didn't care about the topic of talent.
Wen Gu made a glass of warm water, stuffed it into Song Xingchen's hand, and motioned him to recuperate.
Song Xingchen was also very obedient, took the water without saying a word, and drank it in small sips, but Wen didn't see that there was a touch of sadness in his eyes.
Song Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart while drinking water, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and looked unwell in time, so he couldn't let all the words of Wen Gu come out.
Although he didn't ask much about the situation these days, he didn't know about it.
After all, his men weren't hanging around either.
Even if they don't pay attention, seeing that Wen Gu and Su Qihua are in love so high-profile, who else do they want to hide?
Song Xingchen shook his head, it's just that he didn't want to hear Wen say it in person, rather than that, it would be better for him to indulge in his imaginary world alone.
At least, that qiē is all according to his rhythm, and every qiē is what he wants.
It's not like reality, it's too cruel.
He didn't quite want to accept it yet.
After Song Xingchen's cough, the words that had been brewed with great difficulty were all forgotten, and there was a strange feeling in my heart, anyway, I felt that it was quite bad.
But she couldn't say a reason, just a little intuition.
Then there was no communication.
Seeing that Song Xingchen's body was fine and he was still speaking so freely, the stone in his heart finally fell, and then he thought of Su Qihua, who was still waiting for her downstairs, and was inexplicably a little irritable.
"What's wrong?" Song Xingchen was half-lying on the bed at this time, leaning his back on the pillow erected, peeling the apple slowly and leisurely, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he seemed to be very satisfied with his current state.
He cut two, one to eat himself, and the other to Wen Gu.
Wen Gu chatted with Song Xingchen for a while, and then found an opportunity to say that he was going to work.
Of course, Song Xingchen couldn't keep it, and smiled at her, "Go ahead." There was a touch of sadness flowing under his eyes, and he strengthened his determination.
But he couldn't see the haze in his eyes, and after a few words of instruction to pay attention to his body, he really left.
After confirming that Wen had left, Song Xingchen no longer concealed his feelings, and his eyes were even more pathetic, but unfortunately no one saw it.
(To be continued.) )