It was already afternoon when I woke up again, and the indigo sky outside the window streaked the wake of the plane.

Song Zhiwei dressed neatly and rubbed her sore waist out of the room, and saw that Qi Su had already dressed, so she remembered that her plan for the afternoon was to see Song Tan.

Qi Su was wearing a camel-colored windbreaker, his glasses had been replaced with plain black frames, and his hair was meekly hanging down, like a Sven university teacher.

He carried a bouquet of perfume lilies in his arms, the packaging was indistinguishable from the bouquet she had given her, except that the teddy bear decoration on it had been replaced by a ceramic violin.

Who's more attentive can be seen at a glance.

The gentleness in the morning was originally the alms of going to see Bai Yueguang.

Song Zhiwei had already been mentally prepared and didn't say much.

just mentioned when he went out: "You really don't pretend." ”

As soon as Qi Su spoke, the pretended elegance was completely shattered, and he showed a cynical smile: "Since you can threaten me with Xiaotan, it proves that your heart is like a mirror, you are a thousand-year-old fox, what is there to pretend." ”

Song Zhiwei thought about it, too, Qi Su has never hidden his thoughts over the years, after all, he has no patience in his conceited life.

In this contrast, his restraint of Song Tan is even more precious.

Love is restraint, not love is presumptuous, Song Zhiwei suddenly thought of this sentence and smiled self-deprecatingly.

She is the unloved discount button.

Maybe it was because she did the construction, except for a little sigh, she only had her heart as calm as water.

The first meeting with Qi Su, wasn't it their childhood sweetheart Yan Yan?

Song Zhiwei was extremely sober at the moment, and she even took the initiative to help him put the flowers away, and the violin and flowers were put together, which was a kind of beauty that complemented each other.

The distance was not far away, Qi Su drove the BMW like an off-road, in the faint roar of the engine, the high-rise buildings outside were rapidly retreating, Song Zhiwei was thrown to the backrest by inertia, her stomach was churning, her mind was dizzy, and she was rarely fainted.

"I know you're in a hurry, but for the sake of your car, can you slow down." Her face was pale and her voice was weak.

Qi Su's speed did not decrease: "You'd better hold back for me." ”

"I can't bear it." Another bump, Song Zhiwei covered her mouth and gave an ultimatum: "I really vomited." ”

Fortunately, in emotions and cleanliness, the latter prevailed, and Qi Su restrained himself in the second half of the journey, although it was not too slow, but it could barely make Song Zhiwei suppress the sourness in his stomach.

Rao is like this, and when he arrived at the door, Song Zhiwei was also noticed by many pedestrians.

Song Zhiwei didn't know if it was a mushy head or an evil heart, so she grabbed Qi Su's arm: "Mr. Qi, what do you think of their remarks that you are a scumbag and let your seriously ill wife seek medical treatment alone?" ”

"Look with your eyes." Qi Su unceremoniously pushed her hand away: "Today's protagonist is not you. ”

Song Zhiwei stared at his face and asked the question she had been asking all along: "Since you like her so much, why don't you marry her?" ”

She remembered that after they confirmed their relationship, Song Changfeng went to Qi's house to hint, but she didn't know what the result was, but judging from the rumors, it was for the marriage of Qi Su and Song Tan, Song Tan suffered from porcelain doll disease, which could not be cured but did not affect daily life, and it was completely possible to marry.

She didn't think that Qi Su was the kind of person with a high sense of morality.

Qi Su glanced at her: "Cuckold yourself in a hurry, should I say are you angry or broad-minded?" ”

Song Zhiwei smiled: "I'm just thinking about the difference between us." ”

Qi Su tugged at the corners of his mouth: "You can't compare to her anywhere." ”