Daiyu was stupid, and she couldn't see other people's thoughts, and when she returned to her seat, she muttered to herself, Wang Beijing understood what she said: This is Haizi's poem, the first sentence is in "History", and the second sentence is in "Song or Cry".

Daiyu grabbed Wang Beijing's hand and said excitedly: So can you take me to meet him?

Wang Beijing shook his head and touched Daiyu's head with his hand to make a comforting gesture: he was gone thirty years ago.

"Oh, it's gone...... It's gone...... Actually, it doesn't matter, I just want to tell him that I have ever seen that really beautiful smile that time. ”

"Oh? When have you seen it" Wang Beijing became interested and leaned over to listen.

Daiyu pretended to flick his forehead mysteriously: I already said it, didn't you hear it?

Wang Beijing pretended to listen attentively, and after a while, he nodded: Well, sure enough, Haizi will be very pleased, my family Daiyu saw that beautiful smile.

When Daiyu saw him like this, she was moved for a moment, and poked his face with her index finger: Here, why is it red?

Wang Beijing stretched out her hand to take Daiyu to her side, and leaned her forehead against her face: red because of heartbeat.

Daiyu's body stiffened: You ...... Do you always like to take advantage of others?

Wang Beijing held her head with her hand and leaned towards herself: I only take advantage of Daiyu.

Daiyu was embarrassed and wanted to cover her face with a handkerchief, but today she wore a long down jacket outside, and it took a long time to turn the handkerchief out, and when the handkerchief came out, the shyness in her heart had faded, and it was not good to cover herself anymore, so she had to cover Wang Beijing's face.

Wang Beijing was covered by Daiyu's sampa face, her mind was moved, and she wanted to kiss Daiyu, but Daiyu blushed, smiled and dodged away, and ran to Xiangyun's starfish sofa to squeeze.

Xiangyun listened to the song and listened attentively, and when she saw Daiyu coming to squeeze her, she drove her away with her backhand: stupid, a starfish can only sit alone, be careful that I fart and smoke you!

Daiyu slapped her hand and was angry: What a conscienceless, don't ask me to sell you that dazzling skin.

Daiyu sat behind Wang Beijing, and there happened to be a beam of light cast from the place where she was sitting, so she played shadow play with her hands, and used Wang Beijing's shadow as a curtain.

Daiyu held her hands in the air, as if she had been enchanted, Wang Beijing had not yet spoken, and at this time, a listener on the side also noticed Daiyu and was deeply infatuated with her face: This beauty, it's a pleasure to meet you.

Wang Beijing got up and hugged Daiyu to his seat: I'm sorry, this is my girlfriend.

The man was bored and retreated.

"Girlfriend?" Daiyu was curious about the new word.

"Or, do you think it's more appropriate to be a wife?"

Daiyu buckled Wang Beijing's hat with her backhand: If you talk nonsense again, you will cut off your ears.

This night, the relationship between Daiyu and Wang Beijing has grown by leaps and bounds, in the past, he held Daiyu's hand, she had to be shy and blush, and now it is common to embrace her into her arms, Wang Beijing feels that if you want to define the value of this day, it must be priceless.

At more than eleven o'clock, the three of them left from the hall, although Daiyu was sleepy, but also heard a favorite song, she couldn't hear what the language was, let Wang Beijing help her remember, when she left, Daiyu was already sleepy, Wang Beijing carried her out, arrived at the hotel, opened the room, put Daiyu directly on the bed, ready to go back to his room, and called Daiyu a few times when he left, Daiyu turned over and fell asleep, he went back to his room with peace of mind.

Xiangyun saw that Wang Beijing was gone, and twisted Daiyu's ears and sighed in surprise: "Pig." As soon as he finished speaking, he also yawned and laughed self-deprecatingly: I am also a pig.