After school.

Song Shinian returned to the hotel with mixed feelings and ordered the red wine with the highest degree.

Thinking about it, I was afraid that I wouldn't be drunk, so I shook my hand and ordered two more bottles.

Then take advantage of the time, take out the paper and pen prepared in advance, and start writing the bereaved family to the big guy.

'Yan Yu, when you read this letter......

- No, no, the lines are too old-fashioned.

'Dog man, yesterday you ignored me, tomorrow I will make you unattainable. ’

- Forget it, think about this time, except for the bad temper, strange personality, and poisonous mouth, the big guy is still very good.

'Big man, your little fairy is about to fly back to heaven after going down to earth. ’

- Isn't he going to think I'm a fool?

Song Shinian gathered another ball of paper and threw it away again to rewrite.

It's just that the pen is hanging on the paper, and I don't know how to fall.

Alas.

After struggling like this for several hours, I finally held back a suicide note.

It felt like a tough battle.

She put the suicide note in an envelope, sealed the opening, and then went downstairs to the front desk, telling her to be sure to send it out early tomorrow morning.

The clock struck 9 o'clock.

Yan Yu arrived on time, but the room was empty.

He waited at the door of the room for a moment, and then waited for the belated time, "Where are you going?" ”

Song Shinian blinked, and suddenly smiled: "I went downstairs to pick you up, why didn't I see you?" Where are you from? ”

Laughing so earnestly.

When you hear it, it's a casual lie.

"Parking lot."

Yan Yu stepped out of the way.

Song Shinian nodded suddenly and stepped forward to open the door.

The room has basically not changed, except for the mess on the bed, and a backpack pressed on the quilt, the bag is not tightened, and the paper inside is exposed.

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Shi Nian: "This is what you call dating?" In bed? ”

"you."

Song Shinian glanced at Yan Yu with a red face, quickly led him to the balcony, and complained: "There are so many rooms here, do you see the bed?" ”

Yan Yu glanced faintly at the bed and withdrew his gaze.

Song Shinian still wanted to ridicule a few prostitutes about seeing lewdness or something, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything.

Their relationship is rather strange.

It is said to be a couple, but it is contractual.

It's a contract, but it seems to be a little more than a partnership.

Hazy, incomprehensible and incomprehensible.

When Yan Yu came to the balcony, he finally understood what Song Shinian was talking about-

On the small round table on the balcony, red flickering candles, fresh and delicious steaks, three bottles of red wine, several fruit plates, and goblets with bright roses on each side.

Hongmen Banquet.

The word jumped into my head at the moment.

Yan Yu's eyes moved slightly, he retracted his gaze and sat down, and said lightly: "Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief." ”

"Big guy, you're wrong."

Song Shinian poured the wine diligently, handed it to Yan Yu more diligently, and then sat down opposite, and said with a bright smile: "I'm homeless now, thanks to the big guy who took me in, so I specially prepared this table of food and wine to show gratitude~"

Yan Yu paused and asked, "Specially prepared?" ”

"Uh-huh."

Song Shinian nodded like pounding garlic.

Yan Yu chuckled, "The room is mine, the wine is ordered with my card, and the candlelight dinner is placed by the waiter, you ......"

He frowned and wondered, "You're out of the picture?" ”

Song Shinian: ......

She wants to sharpen her knives again.

The little emotion that was a little sad just now dissipated with the wind.