It's already this time, the office workers have already left work, today is Friday and Christmas Eve, most young people have gone to celebrate the festival, and there are no people on the bus.
As soon as Song Yuan and Rong Heng got into the car, they found a seat and sat down. They sat in the back row, and Song Yuan sat by the window.
Originally, Song Yuan thought that Rong Heng would not sit next to her, after all, the two of them are not very familiar, but he didn't expect that she found a seat to sit down, and then he sat next to her, seeing her look over, he still Smiling slightly: "Do you mind if I sit here?"
"I don't mind, I don't mind." Of course she doesn't mind, and this bus doesn't belong to her family.
Song Yuan was also a little embarrassed. After all, Rong Heng gave her two apples. Usually on Christmas Eve, many merchants would give away apples. On Valentine’s Day, some people would give out roses at subway stations. People would refuse such a small gift, after all, it is auspicious.
It's just that she didn't give him an apple, which was more or less embarrassing.
She subconsciously rummaged through her bag, and only saw the triangular strawberry milk that she brought this morning. The others were her necessities, and they were all grown-ups. It seemed awkward to give him a triangular strawberry milk.
I can only give up.
She turned her head and glanced at him, he was looking out the car window intently.
Looking at it from this angle, if she was a little affectionate, she would think he was looking at her.
"What's wrong?" He asked her with a light smile.
Song Yuan quickly shook his head, "Are you a local, your accent doesn't sound like it."
"I'm not a local, I just came here to do some business." Rong Heng paused, "I'm here to meet the people I want to see."
"No wonder, I think you speak with a Beijing accent, are you from Beijing?" Song Yuan smiled, "My grandfather worked in Beijing when he was young, and I often went there when I was young, so I am familiar with the accent."
Rong Heng seemed to be lost in thought, "Based on my geographical location, I should be considered a native of Beijing."
And this statement
Song Yuan was amused by his serious explanation.
While talking, Song Yuan's cell phone rang, it was a video call invitation from WeChat, she took out the phone from her bag and looked, it was a video invitation from Rong Ting.
Facts have proved that intergenerational relatives are reasonable and real. She bought a children's watch and mobile phone for Rong Ting before, and her father took Rong Ting to go shopping and bought an Ipad for the child. Her father was extraordinarily confident about this , Said that his friend's grandson is using a tablet, and of course his grandson can't lag behind others.
Wechat was also downloaded on the iPad, and her father helped Rong Ting apply for a Wechat.
Rong Ting knew the time of her lunch break, and would occasionally video chat with her, which he found very strange.
Song Yuan smiled apologetically at Rong Heng, and connected the video call again.
When she was about to connect, Rong Heng turned sideways quietly, as if he didn't want to disturb her chat.
It was just such a small gesture, and Song Yuan felt that this person was really a gentleman, and he deserved to be a handsome guy who grew up in her aesthetics.
After connecting to the video, Rong Ting seemed to have taken a shower in the camera, wearing a fluffy little yellow chicken pajamas, and was nestling on the sofa, "Queen, where are you?"
Song Yuan deliberately lowered the volume, "On the bus, you'll be home in about half an hour. Have you eaten? Has Auntie left?"
"Eat." Rong Ting looked small in the camera, "Seeing that it was getting late, I asked my aunt to leave first. Empress, have you eaten? What did you eat?"
Sometimes Rong Ting is awkward and arrogant, but sometimes he looks like a caring little padded jacket, just like now.
"I've eaten. I want to eat something hot today. I ordered casserole potato flour. It's delicious."
Rong Ting frowned, "Mother..."
He asked for it again, Song Yuan was very embarrassed, after all there was an outsider sitting next to him.
She immediately interrupted him, "Don't talk about this, I ate all I ate, and I'm outside right now, the signal is not very good, can we talk about it when I get home?"
Although Rong Ting was dissatisfied, he still nodded and agreed, "Mother, be careful when you go out, the ground is slippery today."
"Okay, okay!" After hanging up the video call, Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
She is currently hiding outside for video calls in the company.
It's not because she's afraid that others will find out that she's a mother. When she recognized Rong Ting, she was already mentally prepared, but Rong Ting's words were still the same as the ancients. I "proclaimed myself, and I would not call her mother, but only my queen mother. But if this is heard by outsiders, others will find it very strange.
As soon as she put the phone back in her bag, she heard the man next to her ask her with a smile, "Do you have any children?"
Song Yuan turned her head abruptly, just in time to meet Rong Heng's clear eyes, she hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "En."
Rong Heng just smiled and didn't speak any more.
Song Yuan sighed in her heart, she finally met someone who was good at her aesthetic point, so she was destined to be unlucky.
They don't look old, they don't look like they've been married. Although it is realistic to say so, she would not consider people who take care of children before, not only her, but her parents would also object. Thinking about it from another angle, it is understandable that others lose interest in her because she has children. Well, she should stop talking to herself, this handsome white-haired guy has no interest in her at all...
Song Yuan is very good at self-comfort, and she soon regained her strength.
For love or something, forget it during this time! At the very least, she had to wait until Rong Ting accepted the matter.
She got off at the station, and Rong Heng also got off, she knew he lived nearby.
When I got off the bus, there was a middle-aged man selling roasted sweet potatoes next to the bus stop, and the loudspeaker played over and over again "roasted sweet potatoes, delicious and sweet roasted sweet potatoes". In such a cold weather, the business of roasted sweet potatoes is very good. Song Yuan Unwilling to owe something to others, he said to Rong Heng: "Well, please wait a moment."
After saying this, she trotted to the roasted sweet potato stand, and asked the boss to pick out a sweet potato that was so roasted that it was almost dripping with sugar water.
The roasted sweet potatoes were wrapped in a paper bag, and they were still warm, with a faint sweet smell.
She smiled and handed the baked sweet potato to him, "It's for you, thank you for the apples, happy Christmas Eve!"
Rong Heng was stunned, he didn't know what he thought of, so he laughed.
His aura is really weird. When Song Yuan saw him for the first time, he only felt that this person had a strong aura, and even had an aura of calmness. After getting along with him a few times, it seemed that that day was just her illusion. Clean and gentle, like the warm sun in winter.
He seemed really happy, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "Thank you."
"It's nothing." Song Yuan raised his hand and waved at him, Li Dio smiled slightly, "Then goodbye, the children are still waiting for me."
"Well, goodbye."
Song Yuan thought that tomorrow would be Christmas and it would be a holiday, so she felt relaxed and happy, and her steps were brisk when she walked, even if she didn't know her, she seemed to be able to see her good mood.
Rong Heng watched her leave, then looked down at the roasted sweet potato in his hand.
After she left, he didn't dare to disturb the past, and he didn't dare to recall it. Now that she reappeared in his world, he dared to recall the past a little bit.
It was also snowing heavily that year. He didn't intend to go out in the palace at first, but when he saw the maid making tea, he remembered that she once said that she likes that line of poetry the most. .
In the evening, the sky is like snow, and there is nothing to drink.
In fact, at that time, he was interested in her because of his good friend and the general's mansion behind her. At that time, he had no intention of making her queen after he ascended the throne, and her background could not afford such a position. What he considered was to accept her as a side concubine first, and if the general's mansion really helped him, it would really have such a big effect. After he ascended the throne, he could make her a noble concubine to show his favor.
He left the palace that day, of course he used his friend as an excuse.
He was in the pavilion with his friend, and the friend ordered someone to cook wine. The sky and the earth were all white, and the pavilion was very warm, so it was really comfortable.
I only saw her coming from the bridge, wearing a red cloak, the only red in the vast expanse of whiteness.
She walked over with a smile on her face, and asked the maid behind her to deliver the baked sweet potatoes.
The friend got up and brushed the snow off the cloak for her, reprimanded but pity her, and asked her why she didn't stay in the house in such cold weather, and what to do if she got frostbite.
When she smiled, there was a slight dimple at the corner of her mouth, "I heard they said that my brother is drinking here in the pavilion, so I want to come too, hey, you guys really enjoy it, I even forgot the full version of that poem, brother, it’s snowing It's time to drink, can I have a drink?"
The friend has nothing to do with her, "You are here, can I still drive you away? But only one drink."
She doesn't know how to drink, she only took a sip, and she refused to drink any more with a weird and cute expression.
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When Rong Heng raised his head, a few more snowflakes floated in the sky, and he could no longer see her back.
Back at the hotel suite, the driver Sun Qiming came.
Sun Qiming stood in front of the desk, with a cautious expression and a tone of respect that he couldn't detect, "Boss, I have already found out the backgrounds of the two people that day. The man is the son of the owner of a restaurant chain in this city. Fifteen years old, currently without a job, his private life is chaotic, and he has made some mistakes, all of which are protected by his family members. The woman is his girlfriend, but in fact, she can't be regarded as a girlfriend. She can only be called a female companion. The companion's family is ordinary, and her parents are ordinary workers. She met this man at a dinner party. At that time, this man was her good friend's boyfriend. The two are now in conflict. The man wants to break up, but the woman refuses."
He originally thought that the traffic accident that day was just a small episode, but he didn't expect that the boss asked him to check the background of the two people that night.
He didn't know what the boss was going to do, but those two people should be in trouble.
"Write it down and keep staring at it." Rong Heng was reading a book, turning a page with his slender, bony hands, and then said in a flat tone, "It's impossible for people not to make mistakes, right?"
Sun Qiming lowered his head and said nothing.
I was silent, and heard the boss say again: "You have been by my side for a few years, I am very relieved of you."
Sun Qiming suddenly raised his head, not understanding what he meant.
Rong Heng turned another page, and on the table was still the roasted sweet potato that didn't match the design of others, "Man dies for money, birds die for food, most people make mistakes for fame or profit, if the people around me do it for these Something went wrong..." He paused, raised his head to look at Liu Qiming, with a smile on his face, "Then I will be very disappointed."
Sun Qiming didn't know what the boss meant by these words, was it a beating or a reminder
Obviously the boss is still the same boss, but I don't know why, being stared at by him like this, listening to such words, cold sweat broke out on his back in this cold day.
He didn't know why he was like this.
But now, even if he borrowed some courage from him, he didn't dare to deceive the boss anymore.