Love begins with marriage v. 145
As for who, it remains to be investigated.
Another thing that no one cares about is the transfer of the R&D manager, and I heard that he has been transferred to another branch.
The original position is retained, but it is no longer at headquarters.
Song Wanyue's workstation was finally cleaned, and no one sent her flowers on time anymore.
At dinner in the afternoon, Song Wanyue received a call from home that her father was coming to Beicheng to attend a full moon banquet held by an old friend for his grandson.
I'm going to stop by and check it out.
"Is Bai Ting at home?"
Since the last incident, the family's impression of Duan Baiting has increased a lot. It's not too close, but at least it's not intimate.
Song Wanyue thought about his erratic whereabouts, and when she was busy, even she didn't see much of anyone.
There was some uncertainty between the words: "It should be there." ”
"What should be there?" Dad's tone sounded a little excited, "I ordered two bottles of liquor at your Uncle Huang's place, and my performance was unstable last time, so I didn't expect that little rabbit cub to drink well." This time we must get back a game. ”
Song Wanyue was a little speechless: "You are an elder, is it interesting to fight with the younger generation?" ”
When she got home that day, Song Wanyue hesitated to go to the study.
Duan Baiting's new project, which is based in Italy, is almost exclusively going back and forth between two countries these days.
As the time for the exam approached, Song Wanyue would study in his study every day.
Duan Baiting was sometimes afraid of disturbing her, and even went to the living room by herself.
Today was the same, because there was a cross-border video conference half an hour later, and for fear of distracting her, Duan Baiting packed up and prepared to change places with her computer.
Song Wanyue held his hand, raised her head and stopped: "That ......"
Realizing that she had something to say, Duan Baiting stopped: "What's wrong?" ”
Song Wanyue scratched her head, a little ashamed to say: "My dad is ...... He came to Beicheng to attend a full moon banquet hosted by one of my uncles for his grandson, and said he wanted to stop by and see us. ”
Duan Baiting was silent for a moment, put down the computer and sat down again: "Well, I'll let Aunt Qin prepare." ”
"My dad also brought two bottles of liquor and said that he didn't drink it last time. You know when you drink less. ”
Seeing the worry in her eyes clearly, Duan Baiting smiled: "Afraid that I will drink too much?" ”
She nodded honestly: "It's too painful to be drunk." ”
It is precisely because I have experienced it myself that I understand how painful it is.
It's a trivial thing to do stupid things, and the headache after waking up is the most unbearable.
He understated: "If you drink a little wine, your family will have a better impression of me." ”
Song Wanyue said: "What is this, who changes their impression by drinking." ”
She pouted, dissatisfied with her father, and the last time was the only time she saw Duan Baiting drunk.
Duan Baiting's eyes were heavy, and he listened to her chatter for a long time, and then lowered his eyes and hooked his lips with a smile.
"Feel sorry for me?"
"Of course." She didn't hide it at all. If a person's love is expressed in numbers, then she has a total of ten points of love, and she gives him ten points, but the vigorous love she shows exceeds one hundred points.
God gave human beings the ability to speak, as well as to move, so that they could express their emotions.
Song Wanyue has never been stingy with her love.
"You're going to have to drink a little less, oh, you can't worry about me."
Duan Baiting is actually not good at responding to other people's love, he has too little.
The biggest reason for this comes from his character. Overly introverted and overly deep, always under the surface of peace, emotions are hidden in the depths.
His current position, his former situation, doomed him to be unable to be a person who expressed his emotions as he pleased.
He thinks he is at ease with everything.
It's like the inheritance battle many years ago, when he was the last winner, he made everyone think he was the pitiful one.
But in fact, he is the operator behind the scenes, the winner of the chess game.
The city is deep and shallow, but it is as if he is in a vast ocean.
After three thousand meters, there is a second, third, and three thousand meters.
What the other person can see is only what he wants to be seen by the other party.
But, now.
Song Wanyue smiled and kissed him, telling him not to worry about it.
He lowered his eyes and held the person in his arms, feeling that he was stepping on a flat ground.
It's no longer a floating ocean floor.
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Dad arrived at night, and Duan Baiting postponed all the trips.
The chef at home was specially hired from Shanghai to take care of Song Wanyue's taste.
Nowadays, a large table of dishes is also made of local dishes in Shanghai.
Once a man is on the wine table, no matter how big the gap is, he can put it aside for a while.
Not to mention that there is also a father-in-law and son-in-law between the two.
Song Wanyue had no sense of participation during the whole process, and both of them controlled her and did not allow her to drink.
She could only bow her head to eat.
Song's father likes to talk to people about his daughter's problems as soon as he drinks too much, and it has not changed: "Wanyue spoke later than her peers, and her mother and I were scared at that time, thinking that she was mute, thinking that she had intellectual problems, and went to the hospital for several examinations. ”
"She's squeamish, she's been squeamish since she was a child, and she doesn't go out on rainy days, because she thinks it's too dirty outside."
"One year she had a quarrel with Yijin's girl, and the two of them had an awkward quarrel. She wanted to find someone to reconcile, but she couldn't pull her face and took the initiative to find her, so she actually spent money to find a fortune teller on the Internet and asked someone else to calculate it for her, when would the two of them be able to rebuild their old relationship. As a result, he was deceived of 30,000. Yijin knew that she would come to the door to laugh at her in the future, and the relationship between the two broke the ice. ”
Song Wanyue didn't expect such a shameful old story to be dug up, so she hurriedly got up to cover her father's mouth: "Don't ...... Don't talk nonsense. ”
glanced at Duan Baiting with evasive eyes, but saw that his smile was soft.
She pursed her lips, this kind of thing, she was going to let it rot in her stomach.
Father Song obviously drank too much in the back, and Duan Baiting also drank a lot, but there was nothing unusual on his face.
Seeing this, Song Wanyue took the wine away: "Okay, don't drink it." ”
Father Song stammered: "I haven't finished drinking yet." ”
Song Wanyue threatened him: "If you drink it again, I will call my mother to complain." ”
As soon as he heard that she was going to sue, Song's father spread his hands and begged for mercy.
He was so drunk that he couldn't walk, so Song Wanyue could only ask the family's servants to help him back to his room.
Duan Baiting originally wanted to help, but as soon as he stood up, he staggered back to the sofa.
Song Wanyue sighed, and after helping her father, she went to help him again.
I can only ask Aunt Qin to watch her father from the side for her.
As for Duan Baiting, he obviously drank more than his father.
With so many glasses of liquor, no matter how good the amount of wine is, you can't bear it.
The maid cooked the decanting soup, and Song Wanyue fed Duan Baiting and drank it. Fortunately, he was very well-behaved when he was drunk, and let him go east instead of west.
After feeding the decanting soup, she put down the empty bowl and asked him if he wanted to vomit.
He shook his head.
Song Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you still go?" ”
He nodded, barely standing up, and although his steps were vain, at least he could take care of himself.
Song Wanyue supported him on the side.
When she got back to the room, she took off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt a few more.
Her fair neck was also slightly red at this time, her collarbone was sunk in shadows, and her eyes showed a little drunkenness, and she looked at her in a fog.
It seemed to finally make out who was standing in front of him, and he was holding her with his arms outstretched, his face buried in her waist.
Song Wanyue lowered her head and touched his head, and her tone was involuntarily much gentler: "Are you still uncomfortable?" ”
His voice was low and slightly dull: "Sort of." ”
Song Wanyue sighed: "You can usually do not drink at the wine party, why don't you know how to restrain yourself a little and drink so much at this time." ”
"It's different." He said.
Song Wanyue was curious: "How is it different." ”
"He's your father."
Song Wanyue was even more puzzled: "Huh? ”
Duan Baiting left her waist and abdomen, and the drunkenness in her eyes was even more obvious, the difference between white wine and red wine was that the further back she went, the higher she went.
His voice was already a little indistinct, and his breathing became heavy: "I don't care what anyone thinks of me, but not your loved ones. ”
Song Wanyue visibly felt her heart contract. She sat down in front of him and came face to face with him: "Am I so important? ”
After he got drunk, he had a rare frankness: "Well, it's very important. ”
"How important?"
Duan Baiting didn't answer, and after a long silence, he shook his head.
Just said, "If I hadn't met you, I would probably have lived like this forever." But I met you, and if you left again......"
He was silent again.
Song Wanyue asked, "If I leave again, what will happen to you?" ”
He leaned on her shoulder, his voice so hoarse and painful that it seemed to be scorched by flames and sandpapered: "I don't dare to think about it, don't ask me." ”