Chapter 887, Love~Love~
"I don't know, but even if this incident has happened, I can only say sorry to Yun'er," Sun Shaoye pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a not very good-looking, but warm and sweet smile: "Because I'm proposing to Xiujing!" ”
After Sun Shaoye said this, Sunny, who paid all her attention to Lin Yun'er, found that the other party's body was obviously stiffened, but she still pretended not to know anything. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Sure?"
"Uncle, isn't it, so anxious!"
Sunny and Cui Xiuying's reactions were all expected by Sun Shaoye, and when he thought of his girlfriend, his mood was much better.
"I'm just going to propose this year......"
Sun Shaoye shrugged his shoulders, saying that he was a little incomprehensible to the surprise of these two people.
Cui Xiuying, a child with a bad brain, came to Sun Shaoye's side and stared at him with a thoughtful expression.
"Uncle, is Xiujing pregnant?!"
"Poof......
Sun Shaoye didn't react yet, and Sunny sprayed a mouthful of water directly on Cui Chang's face. And Sun Shaoye took the wet towel and wiped his niece's face full of saliva.
"Xiujing is running the itinerary every day, do you think if she is pregnant, I will keep her busy all day long," Cui Xiuying glanced at her, and Sun Shaoye said angrily: "What's more, she has been practicing dance in your company for a long time today." ”
"What's more, if Xiujing is pregnant, do you think that with Xiuyan's character, your uncle and I can still stand in front of you. I will definitely be chased by so-yeon with a knife all over the streets of Seoul. ”
"I'm just talking about ......"
After Cui Xiuying finished speaking, she silently shrank on the sofa on the side.
"When are you going to propose?"
Sunny's calmness gave Sun Shaoye a deeper understanding of this young man.
"This is a secret, I can't tell you."
After glancing at the time, Sun Shaoye was about to say goodbye, before leaving, he squatted in front of Lin Yun'er, and said apologetically to Lin Yun'er, who had fallen asleep: "Yun'er, I'm really sorry, I already have a beloved." Thank you for liking it, but I can only let you down, and I hope we will still be friends in the future. ”
After finishing speaking, Sun Shaoye stood up and said goodbye to Sunny and Cui Xiuying.
"Uncle, I'll send you."
With the towel still on the coffee table, Cui Xiuying ran out with Sun Shaoye, leaving Sunny to take care of Lin Yun'er lying on the sofa.
"Bang Bang ......"
The moment the door closed, Lin Yun'er, who was still sleeping quietly on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes, and tears continued to run towards the ground from her eye sockets like bursting embankments.
"Hey......"
With a sigh, Sunny took out a few tissues from the paper box and silently wiped Lin Yun'er's tears.
"Yuna ......"
"Ernie, I'm fine, I just want to cry."
Maybe really crying will make people feel much better, so Sunny silently leaned his shoulders over so that Lin Yuna could lean on herself.
"Ah......h
With a venting cry, it spreads out in the whole European-style living room, and there is a feeling that the listener is sad and the listener is crying.
When Cui Xiuying came back after sending Sun Shaoye back, when she saw Lin Yuna hugging Sunny and crying, the expression on her face was not different at all. They have been sisters for so many years, and they have a corresponding understanding of each other's alcohol consumption and their reactions when they get drunk. Therefore, Lin Yun'er's pretending to be drunk was discovered by Cui Xiuying at the first time.
It's just that Cui Xiuying did not expose the mask of her friend and teammate in front of Sun Shaoye.
"Don't cry, let's drink, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return!"
Bringing a box of soju from the kitchen and taking it out along with the side dishes in the refrigerator, Choi so-young opened three bottles of soju and placed one in front of everyone.
"Drink!"
"Come!"
"Cheers!"
…………
Sun Shaoye, who was driving home, stopped the car when it was driving on the Mapo Bridge.
After looking in the car for a long time, I found a cigarette that had been sitting inside the car for a long time, and I lit the cigarette by blowing the river breeze against the car door.
The mellow taste enters the lungs from the throat, makes a turn, and then enters the air through the nose.
In such a cyclical process, nicotine takes away the depression and brings a trace of peace.
"Hey!"
Extinguish the cigarette butt and throw it directly at the river that is rolling under the bridge.
Leaning on the car door, Sun Shaoye thought about it, but he didn't know when he provoked Lin Yun'er. To say that the relationship between him and Lin Yun'er is indeed good, but in his opinion, when the two of them get along, there is no excessive action. Naturally, this feeling makes people a little confused.
After thinking for a long time, Sun Shaoye put his hands together in the shape of a horn, and shouted loudly towards the river in the distance: "Ah......hhh
In twenty seconds, after shouting and venting, Sun Shaoye felt that his mood was much more relaxed. Shaking his head and shaking the uncomfortable thoughts out of his head, he pulled the car door open and drove away quickly.
It's just that Sun Shaoye didn't go back to the old house at first, but turned around and went to Cheongdam-dong, where the f(x) composite dormitory building is located.
has been here many times, Sun Shaoye skillfully found a place downstairs in the community to stop the car, put down the seat, and half lay on the chair, looking up at the floor where his girlfriend was.
As if it was fate, as soon as Sun Shaoye looked up, he found the window of his girlfriend's room. Because Zheng Xiujing had already slept, it was only dark on the window, and there was no light to be seen.
But even so, Sun Shaoye felt quite satisfied. After sitting in the car for more than an hour, he looked up at the upstairs window.
Even if you know that the person inside is already asleep, as long as you are close to where she is, the mood will be different. It's like charging, and when Sun Shaoye felt that his mood was a lot more comfortable, he threw a flying kiss upstairs, then started the car, and then drove in the direction of home.
When I returned to the old house, I rinsed my sweaty body again, changed into pajamas, and lay down on the bed.
This time, he was no longer nervous, and after lying on the bed for a while, he fell asleep.
The black night flows slowly like this, as if under its tolerance, the things of love and hatred seem to have never happened. (To be continued.) )