She nodded vigorously, "Brother Song, I am willing, I have always secretly admired you, but you didn't like me at that time, you only have a little sister in your eyes......"

Song Yecheng seemed to have been poked in the sore spot, and his face was immediately difficult to see: "Siyu, don't mention her in front of me again, I was blind, and I was deceived by her in the first place......"

"Okay, I'll listen to your brother Song, let's not mention her......"

Ruan Siyu snuggled up to Song Yecheng's chest, and he had a good smell of faint pine wood, which was fascinating.

Ruan Siyu didn't expect that he would have such a day when he got his wish, he originally thought that he was exhausted, but he was in the dark.

Song Yecheng, even if his family is poor, what is it, he is so capable and talented, he will get ahead sooner or later.

In the future, if she marries him, she will definitely live a good life, and that slut, she Ruan Siyu doesn't believe it, how can such a noble son and brother from the imperial capital marry her and enter the door?

Today, the presidential palace has been building momentum for Li Shenheng, and it is already known to the whole country that he wants to join the army to go to the most brutal front line.

Ruan Siyu also saw this big news from the TV and knew that Li Shenheng actually had such a distinguished identity, and Mr. President was his uncle!

Everyone knows that Mr. President has no children under his knees, and he loves this nephew very much, and sooner or later he will inherit the presidency.

How could such a character be Ruan Jingwei who could be pasted upside down?

In the future, when she marries Song Yecheng, who has a successful career, she will be the wife of Ming Media, Ruan Jingwei is afraid that she can only be a second wife and a junior, and in the end, she will not be dumped like a broken shoe?

The more Ruan Siyu thought about it, the more happy she felt in her heart, the depression of these days was swept away, and after Song Yecheng left, she had already cheered up and began to plan what to do next.

Tian Xiaofen was bent on her going to the imperial capital together, Ruan Siyu didn't want to think about it before, but now, she is Song Yecheng's girlfriend......

Ruan Siyu's mind couldn't help but become active, she wanted to go to the imperial capital to be with Song Yecheng, he is such an excellent person, there must be many girls on the college campus who like him.

Go to the Imperial Capital! Ruan Siyu finally made up her mind, seeing that she had no hope of being admitted to the undergraduate college entrance examination, it was better to find another way.

It's best to join the army and enter the art troupe, and her resume will look better in the future, Song Yecheng is the best university in the imperial capital, if she doesn't want to make progress, she will be disliked sooner or later.

Ruan Siyu made up her mind and immediately discussed with Tian Xiaofen about going to the imperial capital.

At this time, Jiangcheng gradually ushered in the warm spring of March.

Li Shenheng has gone to the front line with the army, and he will never receive his text messages and calls again in the mobile phone he gave Jingwei.

But Jingwei still carries it with her, and between busy studies, she often turns out the text messages of the two people and reads them over and over again.

In the mobile phone album, there is the only photo of her and Li Shenheng.

But this group photo, Jingwei didn't know when he secretly took it.

In the photo, she slept very deeply in the crook of his arm, but there was a soft smile on the corners of his eyebrows, eyes and lips, his forehead was close to hers, and the photo showed him half of his handsome side face, and the two of them were like mandarin ducks with their necks.

When she misses him so much, she will keep looking at this photo, there is a big map of country A hanging on the head of the bed in the dormitory, and every night she will silently calculate in her heart where he is marching now, whether he has reached the culvert pass of flying sand and rocks thousands of miles away.