Early the next morning, He Yi couldn't hold back the mood of missing Song Pingsheng anymore, and took advantage of the fact that there was still a day of vacation, so he hurriedly drove to the small apartment, planning to buy ingredients and give him a big surprise at noon.

As soon as she entered the door, she immediately noticed the figure at the door of the study, he was sleeping quietly on the desktop, on which was a laptop with a black screen, and a few messy drawings.

It seems to sleep so deeply that people can't bear to disturb it.

He Yi walked into the bedroom and took a blanket, although it was still the summer season, but it was always cold at night, but he didn't know how to take care of his body, he fell asleep in the study, thinking of this, her heart couldn't stop feeling distressed.

In order to avoid waking him up, He Yi specially lightened his steps and covered him with a blanket. Because the distance was very close, she could smell the faint fragrance on Song Pingsheng's body.

He Yi hooked his lips and lightly imprinted a kiss on his exposed forehead, as soft as a feather falling to the ground, but it still alarmed the sleeping man.

He frowned slightly and slowly raised his head, when he saw the familiar face, his brows were instantly smoothed, and with a smile of surprise, he took her hand and asked softly, "When did you come back?" I just wanted to pick you up. ”

He Yi remembered the appearance of packing his luggage in a hurry, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but lie: "I came back last night, it was too late, so I didn't let you pick it up, and I didn't dare to trouble you too much." ”

Song Pingsheng obviously disagreed with her approach, and pretended to be angry and raised his face. "You can't do this next time, you said it, we're already together, you can't say anything troublesome, I wish you were bothering me every day."

After saying this, he sighed softly again, and a smile appeared on his face again, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

He Yi shook his head, he originally planned to make his own breakfast after arriving at the apartment, so as to fill his stomach, but he never thought that Song Pingsheng would actually stay in the apartment, and looking at his posture, he was obviously used to it.

It's just that everyone else is here, how can the surprise be carried out?

Song Pingsheng sorted out the sketches on the table, and finally planned to get up, "You lie down, I'll make you breakfast." ”

"Y-Don't you have to go to the office today?"

He Yi obviously still wanted to implement this plan in his heart, just imagine, he was already hungry after work, and when he came back here, he smelled her fragrant food, and then thought of how much he was moved by the fact that he had not tried her craft for more than 20 years.

Even if his cooking skills are not as high as his, it is obvious that the mind is more important than the skill.

"I've been busy for the past few days, and today I'm going to draw at home and accompany you here." Song Pingsheng poured her a glass of water in the living room and put it on the desk before turning around and leaving for the kitchen.

Hearing this, He Yi really didn't know whether he should be worried or happy. But thinking about being able to taste Song Pingsheng's hand-made breakfast, all the plans, all the plans have disappeared, isn't it good to have a man who is so spoiled to help her cook? Why do you have to do it yourself? The time has not yet come, and everything has to be considered in the long run.

After a while, the smell wafted from the kitchen, and He Yi slipped into the kitchen and looked at Song Pingsheng, who was busy on the side.

He was obviously just done, picked up the towel on the side and gently wiped his hands, and when he saw He Yi standing by the door, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth, like a breeze in July, which made people feel refreshed.

"Ready for breakfast." Song Pingsheng put down the towel in his hand and brought the porridge to the dining table on the side.

Today's breakfast was a nut polenta plus two egg sandwiches, which was simple and just right for two people. He Yi was obviously very satisfied with this breakfast, and he couldn't hide a smile on his face.

When Song Pingsheng went to wash, He Yi picked up her mobile phone and took a few beautiful photos, but she did not choose to post it on Moments, but chose to post it on a new Weibo account, which has zero attention and zero fans, which she just registered yesterday.

She wanted to write the story of herself and Song Pingsheng, this story didn't need to be seen by others, she just needed a medium to help her remember this story.

He Yi posted two pictures and edited a sentence: Mr. Song's nutritious breakfast.

Her Weibo nickname is just three words plus a red heart: Mr. Song

She stared at her phone with a smile for a while, and when Song Pingsheng came out of the room, she put down her phone and nibbled on a sandwich.

"Did something happen the night I got drunk?" Song Pingsheng took a sip of porridge and suddenly asked.

He didn't ask this question on a whim, but he thought that since he got up that morning after he got drunk, He Yi had always been extremely dependent on him, and thinking of the eyes that were as red as rabbits in the morning, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, in order not to interfere with her work, so he waited for her to finish her work before asking this question.

He Yi obviously didn't expect him to ask this question, the hand holding the spoon paused, and her mouth stopped chewing, she looked up at Song Pingsheng's expression, and saw that he looked puzzled but his expression was flat, and her heart was also a lot more relaxed.

"You're embarrassed to say that you're so drunk and you fell a big heel, and if you hadn't met a kind man who sent us both back to the hotel, we'd all have to lie down there for the night."

"That's it?" Song Pingsheng paused, "So you're crying because of this?" ”

"Otherwise, why?" He Yi looked up pretending to be confused.

"Nothing." Song Pingsheng sighed softly, and then put a smile on his face again, "What do you want to eat at noon today?" ”

Seeing that he didn't ask any more, He Yi secretly relaxed in his heart. If she mentioned that person's name, it would inevitably remind him of bad memories, and she didn't want that name to still be in his mind, and she didn't want their lives to be interspersed with the shadow of that person.

She just wants to live a life with Song Pingsheng without anyone disturbing her.

After all, she is not a virgin, she will not be stupid enough to give up this man, let alone be willing to be a victim of their love.

She just wants to live a simple life with Song Pingsheng and live a simple life, without too much consideration or hesitation.

After all, cherishing the present moment is the act of a wise man.

"Shall we go out for hot pot at noon?" He Yi suddenly proposed, "I haven't eaten it for a long time, and you have studied in the UK for so many years, and you must have rarely eaten it." ”

Song Pingsheng smiled and narrowed his eyes, and nodded slightly, "Listen to you." ”

Song Pingsheng spent the whole morning watching TV with her on the sofa, and when he saw an idol drama that was too bloody, he couldn't take his eyes off watching it, and occasionally said a few words of evaluation, which can also be described as the highest level of complaining.

He Yi looked at the long legs on TV, as well as the appearance of killing everyone in seconds, and suddenly sighed: "The male protagonist is so handsome." ”

Song Pingsheng also seemed to look at it for a long time, nodded and agreed: "It's quite handsome." ”

He Yi: "......" embarrassment

The next plot shouldn't be that he pinched her chin, his eyes were like ice, as if he wanted to suck it in, the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and then he said in a particularly domineering manner: "Oh? Am I not handsome? Well? ”

He Yi looked up at the party.

Come on, she doesn't expect Song Pingsheng to do this kind of thing, after all, he has lived for twenty-eight years, and he has never been such a hooligan, if he really did, it would be forced by Shen Qianqiu.

Thinking of the scene when Song Pingsheng said that sentence, she trembled with goosebumps all over her body.

"Then what do you think of the heroine?"

He Yi sent him a proposition, the heroine is Xiaohuadan, who has recently become popular, and has won many awards with several youth idol dramas, and her outstanding appearance has also won many fans. Such a person has a bad evaluation, which seems too fake, but if the evaluation is good, she will be jealous.

"Pretty, silly, cute." Song Pingsheng said seriously.

He Yi: "......"

He really told the truth......

But it's not so blatant, right?

After all, she has a special identity, and she is still his girlfriend.

I don't know how to answer the question, but it's still okay to change the topic.

"Just like you."

He Yi: "......" embarrassment

"But I like you more than her."

He Yi: "......" is embarrassed again

This sentence is indeed very useful, she listened to it really coolly, and her heart was so full of joy that she almost had fireworks to celebrate.

But if this sentence is heard by the heroine's fans, it is estimated that he will be dismantled and thrown into the oil pot.

After the two watched TV, Song Pingsheng dealt with work for a while before packing up his things and preparing to go to eat hot pot, Song Pingsheng obviously got along well with his neighbors, and there were always a few people who greeted him along the way, and occasionally stopped to chat a few words.

An aunt saw the two of them, and hurriedly ran over to say hello, the girl on the side should be her daughter, standing on the side with a red face and bowing her head, occasionally boldly raising her eyes to look at Song Pingsheng, looking like a little woman seeing her lover.

"Pingsheng, next time I have time, I will come to my aunt's house for a meal, the dish you helped my aunt fry last time, Hui Jin and her father ate it once, and I still think about it."

Song Pingsheng smiled and grabbed her hand a little tighter, "Thank you, Auntie, you must be free." ”

The aunt obviously noticed He Yi on the side, and asked knowingly, "Who is this?" ”

"This is my girlfriend." When Song Pingsheng introduced her, his eyes looked at her tightly, affectionate, and gentle enough to squeeze out water.

Obviously, he had already come up with an answer in his heart, but from Song Pingsheng's mouth, the aunt's face still flashed a trace of unease, and Hui Jin on the side buried his head lower, biting his lower lip tightly, as if he couldn't accept this fact.

"Oh, girlfriend, looking at it like this, my aunt thought it was a colleague." The aunt smiled awkwardly.

He Yi: "......"

"Since my aunt said that her eyes were born, then I will come often next time I am free." He Yi smirked, "Then the next time my aunt invites my boyfriend to dinner, I have to add another pair of chopsticks." ”

The aunt's face can be described as a palette, and she laughed a few times and pulled her daughter away.

When I got into the parking lot and got on the bus, Song Pingsheng also specially explained: "Last time it was the birthday of an uncle in the house next door, that aunt invited me to her house for dinner, don't worry, I won't go again next time." ”

"There are so many people in the shared apartment, do you have to invite you alone?" He Yi pouted, "This is obviously ill-intentioned, coaxing you as a son-in-law, if I stay in the United States for a week longer, it is estimated that you are already planning to get engaged." ”

Song Pingsheng held her hand and laughed softly, "Don't worry, I'm just yours alone, and no one can snatch it away." ”

Although He Yi was a little jealous in his heart, when he heard his words, there was still a trace of sweetness in his heart.

I hope that life is as simple as you say, you are just my own, and no one can take it away.

Everything will backfire, and no one dares to guarantee whether you will be alone in the future, let alone me, and there is no guarantee that you will not be snatched away by others.

But at this moment, I am willing to believe in you, not because I love you deeply, but because I love you and I have no way out.

Because I am desperate, I am willing to believe you.