Only four words were given.

- Scribbled, reworked.

Unexpectedly, it was actually from Song Wanyue's hand.

It's been a while since Christmas, and she's been reporting to him every day these days.

Even if he has already said it, there is no need to be so troublesome.

But she still insisted.

I even had to tell him what I went to the mall to buy today.

After Duan Baiting told her that he could see it by swiping the card record, she gave up.

As the year approached, in addition to work, other places were enough for him to be anxious.

There is a custom of worshipping ancestors at home, and you must prepare in advance.

The common disease of the big family, even if it has long been decayed, still has to maintain a peaceful appearance on the face.

My grandmother called him the other day and asked him to come back for a meal, and several cousins in the family would come.

The Chinese New Year is over, and his brothers and sisters who have rotted all over the world have also come back one after another.

Duan Baiting didn't want Song Wanyue to flow into this pool of sewage: "She's not free, I'll go alone." ”

His grandmother didn't force him: "Have you been in touch with your dad lately?" Your Aunt Tan gave birth to a daughter a few days ago. ”

He said, "No." ”

The grandmother was silent for a long time: "It's your sister anyway, let's go and take a look when the time comes." ”

Duan Baiting said with a low "um": "I know." ”

That's the end of the call.

The Duan family's bloody past, just bringing out a little bit is enough for people to talk about it for decades.

It is not that there is no pride of heaven who has good roots and is successful in his studies.

Just a little bit of black ink, no matter where it drips, will quickly cause a large area to render.

Pull the whole body.

An old rat poop is bound to spoil a pot of porridge.

After hanging up the phone, Duan Baiting took off his glasses, leaned back in the chair, and pressed the bridge of his nose.

In those days, he really couldn't get out of his body, including the company team building that Song Wanyue had promised before.

Song Wanyue didn't say anything, but said very generously that since he didn't go, she wouldn't go either.

He felt guilty in his heart, remembering that she had been clamoring for time to go to Paris and make a few sets of haute couture for her. Keep it for the New Year.

So he took the entire design team directly from Paris to China, and in the past two months, he has served her alone.

A complete set of Australian white is delivered to the home, as well as a variety of jade gemstones.

I heard that almost half of the lots in this Christie's auction were sold by a woman surnamed Qin.

Song Wanyue thought of Secretary Qin.

Shizuka saw that she could buy several suites of jewelry in Beicheng with any one of them, and she was so envious that her mouth began to secrete saliva uncontrollably: "I take back the words I hate Duan Baiting, what kind of devil is he, this is clearly a living bodhisattva." ”

These are collectible-grade, priceless kinds.

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Although Duan Baiting would talk to her every day, he would go home less and less.

Occasionally, the voice is tinged with endless exhaustion.

When Song Wanyue asked, he just said that he was dealing with some family matters, so she didn't have to worry.

Speaking of this, Song Wanyue was quite dissatisfied: "I am now your family, and your family affairs are also my family affairs. ”

He smiled: "You first guard the one-third of an acre of land at home, and I will go back after I am busy with this side of things." ”

Song Wanyue could probably guess that he had been entangled in trivial matters recently, and he was bound to be anxious.

Therefore, he is obedient and does not grind him.

"Got it."

She still wanted to read a book, Duan Baiting asked her not to hang up the phone, and just put it on the side.

Song Wanyue also obediently did so.

She has been working very hard lately, learning eleven o'clock every day, if it weren't for Aunt Qin to call her to rest, she might be able to learn the turning clock.

No self-control, but good at cramming.

It's getting closer and closer to the exam time, and there is no way to put it off any longer.

The phone is hands-free, and it's quiet over there.

Song Wanyue was tired of studying, so she stretched her waist, afraid of disturbing him, and didn't dare to make a sound.

After hesitating for a long time, she asked softly, "Duan Baiting, what are you doing?" ”

After a while, there was movement from his side.

His voice was a little hoarse as he had just woken up, and he smiled, "I accidentally fell asleep." ”

Song Wanyue said, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep." ”

"Hmm." He took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

In the middle of the night, Song Wanyue heard the sound of the lighter's grinding wheel rolling.

Knowing that he must be smoking again.

Just about to remind you that smoking is bad for your health. After thinking about it, I still didn't say anything.

"If you're tired, be sure to tell me."

She also didn't know what had happened to him lately, but she could tell that he was tired.

And the interest is not very high.

She knows that much of this comes from his family.

But he didn't want to talk to her, so she didn't want to ask.

He took a drag on his cigarette and his voice was a little hoarse: "Yes, I know. ”

Song Wanyue started her chattering mode again: "Mom called me a few days ago, and I may have to go back to Shanghai." Do you want to go back with me, back to Shanghai for the New Year? ”

He was silent for a moment: "I can't leave for the time being. ”

Song Wanyue expressed her understanding: "Then when you are done, go over." ”

"Hmm."

"Duan Baiting."

"Huh?"

"I'm missing you a little."

He smiled: "I'll go back tomorrow." ”

Song Wanyue was easily satisfied: "Then say okay, don't lie to me." ”

"Hmm."

It wasn't early, and she was ready to hang up the phone and go to bed.

Duan Baiting asked her to leave it alone and put her phone next to the bed.

"But it's going to make you noisy, what if I snore?"

He said bluntly: "You don't snore, you just talk in your dreams and grind your teeth." ”

"Hmph."

After snorting arrogantly, she whispered to him again: "Duan Baiting, I love you very much, no matter what sad things you have, you have to remember, I will always be with you." ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "Got it, rest early." ”

It was very late at night, and Song Wanyue fell asleep not long after lying down in the bed.

Steady breathing came through the electromagnetic waves, and Duan Baiting stood in the courtyard and smoked.

I can't even see the moon tonight, and tomorrow is bound to be not a good day.

Half of a cigarette was smoked, and Duan Baiting lowered his eyes.

The breath in his ears, accompanied by the sound of grinding teeth, moved him.

There was a moment to stretch.

Frosty weather.

His voice was also hoarse and shapeless, as if whispering in the night.

I don't know which one she answered.

"Song Wanyue, I am."

Chapter 40

Song Wanyue bought a plane ticket two days later, and Aunt Qin helped her pack her luggage and prepared some Beicheng specialties for her to take back.

Song Wanyue answered no less than 10 phone calls a day.

Mom's and Dad's, and grandparents, grandparents, and uncles and aunts.

They are all telling her to be careful on the road.

Song Wanyue was a little helpless: "I'm not a child anymore, and it's not the first time I've taken a plane alone." ”