At the moment, it's not complicated.

For the matter of technology research and development, the money is connected with the research group, and the next thing is the research team, and Song Yang only needs to pay attention to the progress.

In the next two or three years, it was nothing more than Li Ru's side to make a wave of VCD money and accumulate it.

DVDs, that's going to have to wait a few years.

Don't think about mobile phones, Big Brother is still rampant, and then Nokia's world is next.

It's too late for PC, and wintel is about to take over.

Song Yang is still following his own pace, and now there are ideas in the school, setting up the BP machine and VCD idlers, and using advertising companies to help them build up the brand.

It's just that he thinks so, and the onlookers don't see it that way.

Li Ru felt that Li Ping was a mystery, but both he and Li Ping felt that Song Yang was a mystery.

Bian Kai didn't understand where Song Yang's many skills came from.

Shen Qingxue used to think that Song Yang was like a cloud, and suddenly it carried her into the sky.

Now I start to feel that Song Yang is like a crane.

He seemed to have just met Shen Qingxue when he flew to the world, but where he soared, it was actually difficult to find his figure.

She's too ordinary.

"Tired or not?" Shen Qingxue looked at him sideways for a while, then suddenly held his hand and gently pinched his tiger mouth, "Rest for a while." ”

After Bian Kai moved away, the two didn't have to go to the library to study together.

In the primary selection of the top ten singer competition, Song Yang was in the limelight again, and Shen Qingxue preferred to stay here with him.

There were only two people in the room, and Shen Qingxue also liked the feeling of being the only one by his side.

It's like a home, a mortal home.

Song Yang listened to her words, raised his other hand and stretched, with that bright and warm smile on his face as always.

Shen Qingxue's eyes suddenly became sour.

"What's wrong?" Song Yang reached over and hugged her waist and kissed her lightly on the forehead, "Why do you look a little sad?" ”

Shen Qingxue leaned on his arms, her head resting on his shoulder, happy and inevitably at a loss.

"Forgotten? Nothing to say. Song Yang's voice was soft.

Shen Qingxue shook her head: "I think you have to think about a lot of things, it's very tiring...... I'm fine, I just feel sorry for you. ”

How could her emotions and thoughts escape Song Yang's eyes?

Song Yang pondered for a moment, turned around and hugged him with both hands. He kissed his cheek lightly again, and then asked in a low voice: "Is it because I am busy with things, and the people I know feel that they have a sense of distance from me?" ”

Shen Qingxue's hand climbed from his waist to his shoulder, and hugged Song Yang from behind him, and the tears in his eyes still came out.

In every way, he's so good, too good to be true.

“…… I...... I like you so much. But...... I feel more and more unworthy of you......"

The girl was sobbing and choking, obviously with true feelings.

But Song Yang laughed and laughed.

Perhaps, this is the gain and loss that girls who taste love for the first time will have.

"What nonsense?" Song Yang sat down and touched her face, his fingers brushing the tears from the corners of his eyes, "What is not worthy?" Likes are the most important thing! I like you so much. ”

Shen Qingxue looked at his gentle eyes with teary eyes.

She pursed her lips a little sadly, and said to herself: "But even when I fall in love with you, I want you to be distracted to care about my feelings and comfort me." It's just my own problem, I can't even think about it......"

Although he knows that he likes himself and knows that it is the pressure he puts on him, this pressure is like a weed, which is always inexhaustible.

Song Yang always said that she should not pretend to be so much in her heart.

But I can't always control myself.

On the one hand, he can't adjust his mentality, and on the other hand, he is considerate and empathetic.

This made Shen Qingxue feel that she was more and more unable to handle anything.

"If you don't need me to accompany you, and you don't need me to talk to you about your heart, what kind of love is it?" Song Yang looked at the corners of her mouth hanging down, and pecked twice funny and lovingly, "This is already very exaggerated, and you are afraid that I will bother to coax you if you have something in your heart?" ”

“…… I can't help anything, and if I don't make trouble for you, that's all I can do......"

Song Yang didn't expect that it had only been two months since she had been officially in love, and Shen Qingxue already felt so humble about her own position in the relationship.

She is brave and active in some major events, but she is as soft as water on weekdays, and she has no edge at all.

There are nearly four years left in the next college years, she is in the ivory tower, and Song Yang will come into contact with more people and things outside, and this sense of distance must be getting farther and farther away.

Song Yang felt that he couldn't continue like this.

"Clear snow!" "I don't want someone who can help me. As long as I'm done, I'm happy to turn my head and see you. As long as I'm not busy, I'll be thinking about you. Don't look at me now, it seems that I have a lot of things to do, and it doesn't take me a lot of time. It's just because you're only studying now, and I'm doing things and circles a little beyond your imagination. ”

Shen Qingxue reached out and touched his face and nodded, yes.

It's because I feel like I'm too bad.

"Don't talk about you, Mr. Bian thinks that what I do and the circle are beyond his imagination." Song Yang seemed to only say a mediocre fact, "I'm special!" But for me, you're special too, you know? ”

“…… I'm not special at all. ”

"It's so beautiful!" Song Yang's eyes were full of smiles, and then he leaned over and kissed him, "It's very sweet!" Very good heart! ”

The girl always felt that there were thousands of such girls, and she was just lucky.

"If you only think you're not good enough once in a while, I'm happy because that's how you like me too much. But if you keep feeling that way, I'm going to be unhappy. ”

Shen Qingxue bit her lip and looked at him.

"I like you, you don't think you're good, isn't that questioning my vision?" Song Yang pretended to be serious and said, "I'm very proud! ”

The love words one after another made the girl's heart melt, and she asked in a daze, "Does it really make you like it that much?" ”

Song Yang's eyes suddenly burned: "If it weren't for the fear that you and Auntie wouldn't be able to accept it, you would have known it a long time ago!" ”

This is the first time in Song Yang's eyes that he looks at her without restraint and concealment.

The lover's obvious gaze seems to make the girl who is in love for the first time confirm the strong love of the other party.

Many times, young men and women with little experience will always care too much about how the other person feels about them.

But just a word, a warm hug, a lingering kiss, and it seems that all the dark clouds are blown away in an instant.

Song Yang understands this, so this initiative has received a particularly enthusiastic response.

Winter is coming, and the girl will soon be dressed in thicker clothes, but not yet.

Song Yang caught the girl who was so soft that it seemed to be about to melt, gasped and said, "I'll give you one thing!" ”

"Huh?"

Shen Qingxue's nasal voice was soft and weak. She tugged at his waist tightly, her heart was still beating hard, and she endured the horror that he teased from her heart.

Song Yang said in her ear: "Thinking about how to arrange this place, it is like home." When you stop worrying about whether you are good enough, ...... The beds were made. ”

Shen Qingxue suddenly felt her heart tremble.

“…… Song Yang. She felt that it was extremely difficult to speak, and she had to be even-tempered.

"What's wrong?"

“…… ...... have you dreamed of How many? It was the most intimate thing she could say.

"Anyway, it's more ...... than I dreamed of" Song Yang couldn't put it down after thinking about it, "It's much more comfortable!" ”

Shen Qingxue's mind became more and more confused, and she only thought about that word over and over again.

Make the bed...... Make the bed......