Chapter 3: It's Time for You to Go

There is no need for Song Ziyu to remind him, Su Yunuo also remembers the birthday of the Song family's grandmother.

It's just that she didn't expect that even in such a scene now, the Song family was willing to invite her to her grandmother's birthday banquet.

In the entire Song family, it can be said that Grandma Song is the best person for her, and even Uncle Song who brought her into the Song family back then is not comparable.

Therefore, of course, she can't be absent from Grandma Song's birthday party.

Su Yunuo retracted his edge and hummed lightly: "I'll go." ”

After answering this sentence, he turned around and left, but was stopped by Song Ziyu again.

After struggling for a long time, Song Ziyu spoke again: "Get in the car." ”

A hint of surprise flashed between Su Yunuo's eyebrows, seeing Song Ziyu's meaning, could he be trying to send her home?

Oh, she didn't dare to hope for such a good thing.

Therefore, she responded calmly and distantly: "Is there anything else Mr. Song has to do?" I want to go home and rest. ”

Song Ziyu was angered by her distant attitude, and frowned even more displeased: "Let you get in the car, just get in the car, where is so much nonsense?" Do you go up on your own, or do I carry you up? ”

“……”

Su Yunuo has known Song Ziyu for so many years, and knows that he just has a gentle and elegant face, but in fact, his temper is quite bad.

Song Ziyu will definitely do what she says, so after hesitating for a moment, she can only make a compromise decision.

got into the car and deliberately sat in the back seat far away from Song Ziyu, Song Ziyu glanced at her from the rearview mirror, but quickly looked away.

When I met Song Zi, the time on the road became extraordinarily long, and the two of them didn't speak all the time, and the silence between each other made the atmosphere even more awkward.

In the end, Song Ziyu couldn't stand it first, and played music in the car, Su Yunuo leaned on the window of the back seat, looked at the street lights that kept flashing by the side of the road, and soon fell asleep.

When she woke up again, she found that the car had been parked under the apartment building, and she had lived here since she was kicked out of Song's house by Song Ziyu.

The old-fashioned community built for decades has very old decoration and facilities, but because it is relatively close to the commercial area, the rent is not cheap.

Fortunately, she has worked for so many years, and she still has some savings in her account, so she won't even be able to pay this rent.

"I'm sorry, I just fell asleep......"

Su Yunuo apologized to him, and at the same time, hurriedly packed his things and prepared to get out of the car.

But when his eyes touched Song Ziyu, he couldn't help but be stunned, Song Ziyu sat in the car for a long time at this time, as if waiting for her to wake up.

How can it be...... Su Yunuo shook his head and immediately denied the speculation in his heart.

After getting out of the car, she was silent for a while, but still reluctantly said to him: "Thank you for sending me back." ”

originally thought that after sending her back, Song Ziyu would leave, but unexpectedly, he went straight around Su Yunuo and walked in the direction of upstairs.

Su Yunuo was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously called him: "Mr. Song......"

Song Ziyu stopped, turned to look at her, and reminded expressionlessly: "If you don't leave, isn't the light on the stairs broken?" ”

To be honest, the upstairs journey is indeed quite scary, but what makes Su Yunuo even more puzzled is how Song Ziyu knows that the light in her apartment is broken?

It doesn't seem like this is the first time he's been to this place......

silently followed behind Song Ziyu, because there was someone by his side to accompany him, Su Yunuo's heart felt a lot better.

The staircase was empty, pitch black, and nothing could be seen, Su Yunuo wanted to take out his mobile phone to illuminate, but found that his mobile phone was out of battery.

There was no way, so he could only silently follow behind Song Ziyu, holding on to the railing next to him, while groping his way with his feet, and walking forward cautiously.

Accidentally stepped on the air suddenly, Su Yunuo stumbled and almost fell, but hit the back of Song Ziyu, who was walking in front.

Smelling the unique fragrance of gardenias on Song Ziyu's body, Su Yunuo hurriedly bounced back and calmed down: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......"

Song Ziyu's footsteps froze, and he didn't say anything, confirming that Su Yunuo was fine, and continued to walk without saying a word.

Leaving Su Yunuo in a worried mood, he couldn't help but slander a few words-

Song Ziyu wouldn't misunderstand that she was doing it on purpose, right? With Song Ziyu's narcissism, this situation is definitely possible.

In order to avoid similar things from happening, this time, Su Yunuo distanced herself from Song Ziyu very familiarly, and when Song Ziyu waited at her door, she finished climbing the stairs late.

She took out the key and thanked Song Ziyu again: "Thank you, Mr. Song, it's late, so I won't bother you." ”

What she meant by saying this was that she hoped that Song Ziyu would leave, but Song Ziyu didn't seem to understand, and still stood in place, as if waiting for her to open the door.

Su Yunuo was stunned, and he didn't open the door for a long time, and Song Ziyu said as if explaining: "Grandma wants to know how your life is now." ”

There was no choice but to open the door and invite Song Ziyu into the house.

A very small house, the living room and kitchen are only separated by boards, suitcases and hangers are placed in the living room, and there are many books piled up against the wall.

Although a lot of things are concentrated in the living room, making the otherwise small space look more cramped, it has been cleaned cleanly, and there is no sign of messiness.

Song Ziyu is not her guest, just replacing her grandmother's eyes, and with her current situation, she is not qualified to greet him as a guest.

Therefore, after taking Song Ziyu into the house, Su Yunuo went to the kitchen first, preparing to fill his stomach with the next bowl of noodles, thinking that after Song Ziyu finished reading, he should leave.

Unexpectedly, when she came out of the kitchen with a bowl, Song Ziyu was still standing in the living room of her house, with a long and thin figure, lining the ceiling much lower.

Su Yunuo was stunned, a little puzzled, looking at what he meant, could it be that he still wanted to spend the night here?

For the sake of him sending himself back, Su Yunuo once again invited him with a good voice: "Mr. Song, it's late, if you don't go back, your family will be worried." ”

Song Ziyu looked at her, and at the same time noticed the bowl of noodles in her hand, and couldn't help frowning: "You just eat this." ”

Su Yunuo put the bowl on the table and asked disapprehantly, "Otherwise?" What does Mr. Song think I should eat? ”

Song Ziyu was blocked by her, opened his mouth, and finally failed to speak, frowning, obviously disgusted with Su Yunuo.

It's like this every time, this woman is full of thorns, and she goes to fight him-for-tat, never knowing the softness and meekness of being a woman.

"There is one more thing, which is also the purpose of my ...... today."

Song Ziyu's tone became more and more cold, more like a warning: "Can you stop making trouble with Shu Yao in the future?" ”