Chapter 11: Tossing for a Night

Tossing and turning, hearty, until four o'clock in the morning, he let her go.

Song Shuhe had no strength for a long time, and fell asleep deeply.

Looking at her sleeping face, Zhou Yu walked out of the bedroom, stood by the window, and lit a cigarette.

"Smack!"

White smoke slowly rose upward, obscuring his deep eyes.

When Song Shuhe woke up, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Slowly walked to the wardrobe, casually touched a long cyan dress, and put it on his body.

When she went downstairs after washing, Aunt Chen hurriedly came over to help her.

"Miss, happy birthday, Mr. said that the company has some important matters today, and he will come back to accompany you later."

"Thank you, Aunt Chen, I see."

Song Shuhe reacted at this time, today is her birthday.

She grew up in an orphanage and had no idea what her real birthday was.

This day was chosen by Yuxuan for her as her birthday.

Thinking about it, she touched her mobile phone and was about to call Zhou Yuxuan.

The phone rang suddenly.

Zhou Yuxuan's voice came out of his mobile phone, "Shuhe, happy birthday, I'm sorry, I can't go back to celebrate your birthday this year, but I will definitely be there next year." ”

Listening to his voice, Song Shuhe bent the corners of his lips, and a smile flashed in his unfocused eyes.

"It's okay, do you have a good rest every day?"

"I'm fine, how are your eyes?" Zhou Yuxuan asked with concern.

"It's a lot better, don't worry about me, by the way, I've met your girlfriend, she has a nice voice."

Thinking of Gu Pei, Song Shuhe said.

Zhou Yuxuan asked worriedly: "She didn't do anything bad to you, right?" ”

"Of course not, we got along very well."

Song Shuhe didn't tell the truth, Zhou Yuxuan had already paid a lot for her.

She didn't want Zhou Yuxuan to be caught between her girlfriend and her.

Zhou Yuxuan didn't hear Song Shuhe's lying tone, so he was a little relieved.

The two chatted for a while, and didn't hang up the phone until someone called Zhou Yuxuan over there.

Zhou Yu came back around 4 p.m.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw a little girl lying on the sofa, and soothing music was playing on her mobile phone.

Song Shuhe closed his eyes, his face was soothing, and there was a faint fragrance on his body.

"Sir."

Aunt Chen's voice sounded, and Song Shuhe immediately opened his eyes when he heard it.

Sit up and find Zhou Yu's figure.

"Sir, you're back."

"Happy birthday, Shuhe."

Zhou Yu walked up to Song Shuhe and put the wrapped gift in his hand into her hand.

Song Shuhe's eyes lit up, "Can I take it apart?" ”

"Of course."

With permission, she raised the corners of her mouth and opened the gift with anticipation.

It's like a laptop-sized box, slightly thicker.

A three-dimensional object, touching the uneven marks on it, Song Shuhe subconsciously spoke.

"Paintbrushes and albums?"

Song Shuhe likes to paint, he has liked it since he was a child, but later he became blind because of his eyes.

I had no choice but to give up drawing.

Zhou Yuxuan was worried that talking about painting would make her sad, so he never mentioned it in front of her all these years.

But he didn't know that she regretted not being able to paint.

The love in her heart has not diminished in the slightest, even if she touches the brush, she can be happy all day.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, thank you sir."

Zhou Yu looked at Song Shuhe in front of her, her eyes were full of smiles.

He took her hand, "If you like it, let's go, take you to dinner." ”

Song Shuhe did not refuse, let him take his hand and follow him outside.

Zhou Yu didn't choose a place like a Western restaurant, and took her to a Chinese restaurant.

He had already ordered the dishes in advance, sat beside Song Shuhe, and carefully served her dishes.

Every dish is what Song Shuhe likes to eat.

After eating, Zhou Yu took Song Shuhe to the beach again.

Feeling the feeling of the sea blowing on his face, the smile on the corner of Song Shuhe's mouth deepened.

"Is it the sea?"

She crouched down and reached out to touch the sand on the ground, the feeling of the icy sea lapping on her feet.

The simplest thing in the eyes of ordinary people makes her happy like a child.

"Whoosh!"

"Smack!"

A loud voice came from afar, rising into the air and exploding.

Song Shuhe turned his head in the direction of the sound and looked over, and only vague colors could be seen in his eyes.

But it still couldn't erase the excitement in her heart.

"It's fireworks! It's really fireworks! ”

She threw herself into Zhou Yu's arms, "Sir, thank you." ”

"When you can see it later, I'll take you to see the fireworks and the sea."

Zhou Yu's magnetic voice sounded in her ears, and her gentle tone made the roots of her ears red.

Tonight's Zhou Yu is rare gentleness.

The next morning, it was Aunt Chen who woke her up.

She has a class this morning, and Zhou Yu's recent company is also busy.

The driver sent her to the door, and Song Shuhe walked slowly towards the teaching building with a guide cane.

"Shuhe!"

It's Meng Qingqing.

She stopped and waited for Meng Qingqing to catch up.

"Qingqing, good morning."

"Shuhe, I just knew that yesterday was your birthday, well, this is a late birthday present."

Meng Qingqing said and stuffed a small box in her hand.

Afraid that she would refuse, he said again, "If you treat me as a friend, you are not allowed to refuse." ”

"Thank you, Qingqing."

Song Shuhe put the gift in his bag and walked back to the classroom with her.

Halfway through the class, Meng Qingqing suddenly approached her and whispered, "Shuhe, that Senior Chen is here again, just sit behind you." ”

Song Shuhe's hand paused, "I know." ”

Although there was nothing on his face, he was thinking about how to get rid of him for a while.

After the bell rings and the teacher leaves the classroom.

Song Shuhe stood up, "Qingqing, I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go home first." ”

Meng Qingqing replied: "Okay, then you pay attention to safety." ”

She was going to a club meeting today, so she couldn't send Song Shuhe to the school gate as usual.

Glancing at her worriedly, Meng Qingqing said uneasily: "Call me in time if there is anything." ”

Song Shuhe smiled: "Okay." ”

After speaking, he walked out with a guide cane.

Considering that Chen Jingsheng was there, she walked a little faster than usual.

At the gate of the school, he was still blocked by Chen Jingsheng.

"Senior Chen?" Song Shuhe took two steps back.