Chapter 221: Discussing Death

When evening came, Huang Zhener called and told Su Zhihao that he was having dinner at Jin Suyuan's place, Su Zhihao wanted to complain, but after thinking about it, he felt that Huang Zhener was happy.

After dinner time, when Huang Zhen'er was about to leave, Jin Suyuan said again, asking Huang Zhen'er to come over tomorrow, and stuffed a bottle of essential oil for Huang Zhen'er.

Huang Zhen'er understands this matter tomorrow, but what does this essential oil do? Huang Zhen'er didn't know, Jin Suyuan pulled Huang Zhen'er over, and said in a low voice: "This is an essential oil for stabilizing the spirit of general pregnant women, but if you don't feel comfortable going back temporarily, just push the problem on this, saying that it is allergies, do you know this?" ”

Huang Zhen'er was a little surprised at first, but then a smile bloomed, looking at the exquisite essential oil in her hand, her expression was full of gratitude.

However, when Su Zhihao heard that Huang Zhen'er was coming again tomorrow, he felt bored in his heart, why did Jin Suyuan look like he was robbing his wife?

"Let me tell you first, Zhen'er is also pregnant, and if you let her run around like this every day, Zhen'er will be very tired."

"Then you ask Zhen'er's opinion!" Kim So-won said.

originally thought that Huang Zhen'er would stand here without hesitation, but the result was unexpected, she actually told Su Zhihao that she really wanted to come to Sister Suyuan, which made Su Zhihao's face blue and white for a while, but it was still the same old saying, Zhen'er's happiness is more important than anything else.

"Remember to use essential oils, be careful on the road." Jin Suyuan watched the car drive away, waved her hand in the rear, and shouted loudly, even if this loses her image as a female star, but she doesn't care much at the moment.

Prenatal music was playing in the car. Su Zhihao looked at Huang Zhen'er, she was obviously in a good mood. shook his head, and even hummed a song. He curiously parked the car on the side of the road, looked at Huang Zhen'er's actions, and couldn't help asking, "Jin Suyuan can't give you any medicine, right?" Look, you're in good spirits today. ”

Huang Zhen'er laughed after listening to it, she nodded Su Zhihao's forehead, and said, "Sister Su Yuan said that she wanted to buy all my scripts, you said that I made so much milk powder money, should I be happy?" ”

"I wish you were in the same good mood every day as you are now, and you look so good when you smile." Su Zhihao started the car again and said as he drove.

"So you're saying I don't look good when I'm not smiling?" Huang Zhen'er tilted her head and squinted at him. There was a little deliberate displeasure in his tone, deliberately wanting to provoke and make a fuss with her.

"That's not what I mean, you've always been the prettiest in my mind, it's just that you look better when you smile, so I hope you can keep it like this every day, and when I see you smiling, my mood is also happy, ha...... Do you think I've been talking more and more lately? ”

"No, I won't. I try to keep it that way every day. Huang Zhen'er's face flushed a little, pouted, lowered her head and responded a little shyly.

She has the same mentality as Su Zhihao, as long as the other party likes it. will try their best to do it, they care about each other's feelings very much, and they are afraid that one will not be able to say well. It will make the other party worry for a long time.

That's the love she's always dreamed of, isn't it?

After returning home. Because she had eaten, Huang Zhener and Su Zhihao went for a walk near the community. A gust of wind blew, it should have been blown from a man-made lake on the other side, blowing Huang Zhen'er's hair away, Su Zhihao was afraid that she would be cold, so he hurriedly took off his coat and draped it on Huang Zhen'er's body.

"Where am I so expensive!"

"In my mind, you're so precious!"

Huang Zhen'er took a long breath, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the smell of nature, she didn't know if she would be able to feel like this in a few days.

Suddenly, she wanted to test Su Zhihao's attitude towards death.

Facing the wind, Huang Zhen'er asked softly: "Brother Zhihao, let me ask you, if you die today or I die, what kind of method would you like to use to face death?" ”

"Why ask such an unlucky question?"

"What's unlucky about life and death, I don't think there's anything, I just want to change my taste and write a different script, so ask your thoughts, it's considered to examine everyone's opinions." Huang Zhener said: "After all, all I see are the romantic plots in Korean dramas, I want to know what people will feel like in real life in the face of death, and what arrangements will they make?" ”

If it is based on the script, it is not impossible to answer.

Su Zhihao thought about it seriously, he rarely thought about this part of the question, in his world, hard work to live is the most important thing, death is too far away, although he has also encountered danger, but seriously think about it, but never.

Speaking of which, this is indeed something that should be considered, after all, as Huang Zhener said, life and death are all necessary journeys in life, and you should think about it, it is better than being arranged by others in a form that you don't like.

"I really don't know how to answer when you ask me so suddenly." He asked Huang Zhen'er rhetorically, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Yes, I wish I could be made into a little item that I can carry around, like one lucky bottle with sand in it, of course, I have my ashes in it, and then I wish you could take me with you so I can see you all the time."

"Sounds good, but what about the remaining ashes?" You can't walk on the road with a big lucky bottle on your back, Su Zhihao thought about it and asked, "Could it be sprinkled in the sea like a movie?" ”

Huang Zhen'er laughed, she patted Su Zhihao's shoulder, and said narrowly: "No wonder you are an actor and not a screenwriter, and you can say that such an old terrier complex." ”

"Really?" Su Zhihao scratched his head, "Then what do you want?" ”

"I, suppose one day I die, I hope you can bury me in your garden as a nourishment for calendula, so that every day you see the flowers, you will think of me."

"It's not a very powerful plot, I remember which movie I watched."

"yes, but I think it makes sense."

Su Zhihao imagined that picture, and after a while, he suddenly shook his head and said to Huang Zhen'er, "What are you talking about?" You'll be healthy, and we'll have a happy family, so don't think about it so far now. ”

"I just said that it was based on the script, what are you doing with such a big reaction?"

But Huang Zhen'er sighed secretly, Brother Zhihao, these things are not far away, she will die soon, or it is worse than death.

What will you do then? (To be continued......)