The morning sun shone down and sprinkled on Song Yi's body, warm.

However, the sunlight also shook Song Yi's eyes at the same time, making him frown subconsciously.

Seeing this, Tang Wanqing stretched out her hand, spread her palm, and placed it in front of his eyes, blocking a shadow for him.

In this way, Song Yi fell asleep comfortably and let out a slight snoring sound,

Tang Wanqing watched him quietly from the side, shielding him from the sun, and when his left hand was tired, he changed his right hand.

And so on and so forth.

In the early morning park, there were more people, and when everyone got up for morning exercises, Song Yi was woken up.

Seeing this, Tang Wanqing also withdrew her hand as soon as possible, diverted her gaze, and pretended to look away.

"Why did I fall asleep?" Song Yi didn't have Tang Wanqing to shade the sun, opened his eyes, and was shaken in an instant, so he quickly sat up.

Tang Wanqing turned around and said with a smile: "You can be regarded as waking up, before the sunrise, you fell asleep." ”

"Amount"

Song Yi rubbed his eyes: "Why don't you call me?" ”

Tang Wanqing smiled and didn't speak.

"What time is it?"

"Seven o'clock."

Song Yi turned over: "Let's go, have breakfast, let's fly home directly, don't go to the hotel." ”

Finally, I took two days off, but it was most comfortable to go home and rest.

Tang Wanqing sat on the lawn, looked at him, and asked, "Aren't you going to pull me up?" ”

"Excuse me, forget you're a patient now, give me your hand."

Tang Wanqing stretched out her jade hand, Song Yi grabbed her, pulled her up, and helped her to sit in the battery car.

"Sit down."

Song Yi advised: "I'm fast!" ”

"Indeed."

Tang Wanqing sneered softly: "I already saw it last night. ”

"That's because I didn't play to my strength."

On the road, Song Yi's speed was indeed faster than last night.

Tang Wanqing sat in the back, looking at Song Yi's back, and her hands deliberately and naturally put on Song Yi's waist.

Song Yi was suddenly hugged by Tang Wanqing, a little caught off guard, and let the body shake, and there was a trace of strangeness in his heart.

This is being hugged?

Tang Wanqing's hands felt the tightness of Song Yi's body, and smiled slyly.

In the early morning, there was a wind, and Tang Wanqing's long skirt was blown up, fluttering with the wind, revealing a pair of white and tender long legs from time to time, which became the most beautiful scenery on this street.

The buddy who drove the BMW next to him looked at this scene, and then looked at the woman in his passenger seat, leaving sad tears.

Go to TM's luxury car.

Who said that you can find a beautiful woman by riding a battery bike!

If he could, he would also like to have such a love.

Song Yi rode a battery car and took Tang Wanqing to a breakfast shop, then ordered a few fried dough sticks and asked for two bowls of soy milk.

Soy milk with fried dough sticks is a perfect match for breakfast.

Of course, Tang Wanqing's appearance soon attracted everyone's attention and onlookers, and the business of the breakfast shop was much better, and there were signs of overcrowding.

The boss's mouth couldn't close with joy.

After all, in the world of ordinary people, there are not many eye-catching women like Tang Wanqing.

There was no way, Song Yi hadn't finished breakfast yet, so he could only take her away quickly.

In case she suddenly became popular with "Golden Branches", then now that she is with her, every photo taken is lace and gossip news.

Hey, so that's the worry of being with celebrities.

The road to the airport was very far, Song Yi didn't ride the battery car, after parking it in one place, let Tang Wanqing send you a location for Xiao Tao, ride it back later, and return it to Cao Wang.

The two stopped a taxi and went to the airport.

Came to the airport, the time was just right, and I bought two tickets for the nearest flight.

Economy class is tight, but there is a place for the rich at any time in first class, and there is no such thing as not being able to buy a ticket.

After getting on the plane, Song Yi obviously felt Tang Wanqing's nervousness.

"Take it easy, take my gift to you, take it out and listen."

"Hmm."

At this moment, Tang Wanqing on the plane and Tang Wanqing on the ground are completely in two states.

Tang Wanqing on the ground is sexy, beautiful, and confident.

And now Tang Wanqing is more like a little girl, insecure, exuding nervousness and fear.

Tang Wanqing put on wireless headphones, took a deep breath, and listened to the healing "Sky City" with her eyes closed.

Soon, Song Yi found that Tang Wanqing's body began to relax, and her clenched hands were spread out.

The shadow of childhood is the most difficult to heal, and Tang Wanqing's fear cannot be completely eliminated by taking a plane or twice and listening to "City in the Sky" once or twice.

It takes a long process.

Song Yi said: "You haven't slept since 1 o'clock last night, let's sleep on the plane, and when you sleep, we'll be there." ”

"Okay."

The plane flew smoothly in the air.

Song Yi also slept in the park for more than 1 hour, and when he was going to sleep for a while, Tang Wanqing spoke.

"Song Yi, I can't sleep."

Tang Wanqing closed her eyes and said, "Or, tell me your story." ”

"I don't have much to say."

Song Yi hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Let me tell you a story I heard." ”

"Hmm."

Song Yi recalled and said slowly: "His name is also Song Yi, nine years old, little guy, his family lives on the plateau at an altitude of 4 kilometers, not only has to face the harsh plateau climate every day, but even the road to study is very difficult.

The weather on the plateau in early winter is so cold that even clothes hanging on firewood can freeze into popsicles.

However, he did not give up his thirst for knowledge because of the bad weather on the plateau.

He wakes up early at 5 a.m. to go to school every morning, and the nearest school to him is a primary school located 2 kilometers above sea level in the middle of the mountain.

Due to the high mountain and dangerous roads, coupled with the high-altitude climate, he could only walk and stop in the icebergs, snow and fog, panting for breath while enduring the hunger in his stomach, and eating a bite of ice ballast on the side of the road when he was hungry.

In the long-term cold and freezing weather, minus 20 degrees Celsius, he carried a worn schoolbag, wore clothes with always short sleeves, frostbite everywhere on his hands, and grinned in pain.

Even so, he had to climb two mountains and hike three hours to school every day.

In order not to be late, he had to walk very fast, sometimes he was tired and hungry and cried from the cold, Dou Da tears flowed out of his small eyes, there were too many grievances hidden in his eyes, and he was sad and helpless.

Still, he had to continue.

Because he knows that if he doesn't go to school and don't study, he will walk out of this mountain for the rest of his life.

Later"

Song Yi was talking, and when he looked back, he found that Tang Wanqing beside him didn't know when he had fallen asleep.

He smiled silently, covered the other party with a blanket, and muttered: "Later, he grew up, walked out of the mountains, and became a screenwriter, but he was still tired."

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(End of chapter)