Yan Jiang shook his head and said, "I went to see it two years ago, but it didn't work."
Gently watching Song Fei's sleeping face, Yan Jiang said to Song Ci as if talking to himself: "Sometimes I stare at her, and there is always an illusion that she will open her eyes to look at me in the next second. Song Song, you will have Is this the feeling?"
Song Ci looked at Song Fei's fair and rosy cheeks, which looked as fair and rosy as a healthy girl's, and she smiled wryly, with bitterness in her mouth. "Why not? For so many years, I have always thought that my sister would wake up tomorrow. I have expected this for more than two thousand times, and I have been disappointed more than two thousand times."
Holding Song Fei's hand, Song Ci put her cheek in Song Fei's palm, and she rubbed against her, full of attachment and coquettishness. "A Jiang, it's cruel to wait for a sleeping person to wake up. While she gives you expectations, she also disappoints you. Repeatedly, sooner or later, people will collapse."
Song Ci looked at Yan Jiang hesitantly, wanting to tell him not to have too much hope.
Yan Jiang laughed. "I think it's pretty good, even if I've been disappointed thousands of times, but hope is always there." He smiled at Song Ci indifferently, and there was a kind of persistence in his smile that made Song Ci frightened. "I'll wait for her to wake up. I haven't confessed to her yet."
Song Ci didn't know how to answer. "You are stubborn!"
Staying at Yan Jiang's place until it was dark, Song Ci got up and left. She went home on her front foot, and Han Zhan came back on her back foot. When Song Ci heard the sound of the door opening behind her, she turned around in shock.
Seeing Han Zhan leaving get off work with a briefcase, Song Ci was somewhat surprised. "Brother Han, don't you work overtime tonight?"
"No need." Han Zhan approached Song Ci, and smelled a faint scent of men's perfume on her body. Thinking of the push content about Song Ci and Yan Jiang being secretly photographed on his mobile phone in the afternoon, Han Zhan felt a little depressed. "Did you go to see Yan Jiang in the afternoon?"
"How do you know?" Song Ci looked at Han Zhan suspiciously, and guessed, "Did Brother Long report you?"
Han Zhan shook his head. "not him."
He poured himself a large glass of water, and after drinking it, he put down the glass heavily, and then Han Zhan said: "A reporter took a picture of you and Yan Jiang going in and out of his house together." Han Zhan remembered the man in Yan Jiang You Shen, at Song Ci's birthday party, the two of them showed an unusual intimacy.
Han Zhan turned his head to look at Song Ci, but saw Song Ci pouted and complaining: "These paparazzi love to take pictures so much, why don't we see them take pictures of us?"
Hearing her mumbling, Han Zhan's depressed mood suddenly improved. "What's your relationship with Yan Jiang?" As Song Ci's legal husband, Han Zhan had the right to ask this question.
Song Ci didn't hide it from Han Zhan, and told him frankly: "We were neighbors when we were young."
Still neighbors, childhood sweethearts, matching age and appearance
Han Zhan didn't seem to react much, but poured himself another glass of water, which was still ice water.
"A good relationship?" Bing Shui lowered his stomach, but still got angry.
Song Ci nodded, "That's right. Ah Jiang is four years older than me. He was always bullied when he was a child, so he has a relatively silent personality and a little low self-esteem. At that time, I was the only one in our community who could play with him."
Han Zhan said, "Then you are very special to him."
Song Ci didn't hear the sour taste in Han Zhan's words. She stood in the living room and shook her head, "What's so special, I never saw him like me. He likes my sister, I really can't tell, such a timid boy, How dare you like my sister."
Han Zhan was a little surprised, and his tone became brisk, "Yan Jiang likes Song Fei?"
"Yes." Seeing that Han Zhan was rarely interested in the people around her, Song Ci walked over to stand next to Han Zhan, and she told Han Zhan: "During the earthquake eight years ago, it was Yan Jiang who didn't eat or drink for three days. They raced against time to dig out my sister."
"In my last life, until my death, Yan Jiang never forgot my sister. I went to his house today to see my sister. Yan Jiang, don't look at his face with a big radish face, but he is a rare one. Infatuated species."
Han Zhan smiled, and said, "It's good." There's nothing wrong with being infatuated.
"Yes, you also think Yan Jiang is pretty good."
"Um."
Song Ci looked at Han Zhan's empty glass and couldn't help asking, "Are you so thirsty? I've seen you drink two glasses of water." He touched Han Zhan's glass and found it was very cold. "The ice water you drank just now?"
"Not thirsty." Not only was he not thirsty, his stomach would be filled with two glasses of ice water.
Hearing this, Song Ci's expression was a little weird. Where did her brother Han, who pays attention to health preservation, go? "Stop drinking your wolfberry health tea?"
What kind of health-preserving tea and vinegar are enough to drink. Han Zhan looked at Song Ci with a complicated expression. After a long time, he shook his head and said, "You are indeed a trouble."
Song Ci was a little confused, what did she do wrong
"What's for dinner?" Song Ci rolled up her sleeves, as if preparing to cook.
Han Zhan: "Let's take it out."
Song Ci said: "Let's cook together." The way her brother Han cooks is so sexy and charming.
"No, I still have work to do. Takeaway saves time." After Han Zhan finished speaking, Song Ci asked, "I still have work? Then why are you leaving get off work so early?"
Han Zhan was suspiciously silent for a while.
Song Ci looked at his more handsome face when he was silent, and realized something, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably. "I said Brother Han, you didn't come here after seeing the news, did you?"
Han Zhan kept a straight face and said nothing, strode directly past Song Ci to the living room, and went upstairs with his computer in his hand.
Song Ci stood there shaking his head and laughing.
This boring coquettish person would even be jealous.
In the end, Song Ci made the dinner. She felt that the takeaway was too greasy, and she was afraid of gaining weight after eating it.
"Brother Han, eat!"
Hearing Song Ci calling for a meal, Han Zhan thought Song Ci was making another weight loss meal. He came downstairs with a confused face, and was quite surprised to see three dishes and one soup on the table.
Song Ci made a seaweed shrimp egg drop soup, a plate of steamed prawns, a plate of celery slices, and a plate of broccoli. Han Zhan is a man who loves to eat meat. In his opinion, this kind of dish is a bit bland, but his little wife is afraid of getting fat, so she is willing to cook a plate of meat for him, which is already a big love.
Song Ci said to him: "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just made something."
Han Zhan said, "I like them all."
It was the first time a woman cooked for him.
Song Ci smiled.
Song Ci's cooking skills are really average, the taste is light, but it's not unpalatable. Han Zhan ate three bowls of rice, put down his chopsticks, and was about to clean up the bowls and chopsticks when he heard Song Ci say, "Clean up first, and when you're done, come upstairs and find me."
Han Zhan stacked the bowls together, held the bowls and chopsticks, and asked without raising his head, "What are you going to do?"
"I'll find out later." Song Ci turned around and ran upstairs.
Han Zhan cleaned up the dining table, threw all the tableware, pots and pans into the dishwasher, and cleaned up the stove before taking off his gloves and going upstairs. Han Zhan found Song Ci in his study. Song Ci was holding a piece of paper in his hand and didn't know what he was doing.
Han Zhan stood quietly at the door, looking at the scene in front of him.
The tall and slender Song Ci was wearing a dress, sitting cross-legged on his pure black leather chair, looking very white and small. Han Zhan's heart suddenly felt hot. He liked the way Song Ci was having fun in his territory.
Tomorrow night I will take you on the Harmony~
(end of this chapter)