The chess game ended in the afternoon, and the group was chatting in the back garden.
Song Qiyue was a little boring, she went to Aunt Jun.
Aunt Jun is preparing tea in the kitchen.
Song Qiyue said dissatisfied, "Auntie Jun, you have just been discharged from the hospital, so you have to take a good rest."
Aunt Jun smiled, "I'm in good spirits, I have to entertain the guests."
The Song family always treats guests well, Song Qiyue understands.
It's just that Song Qiyue couldn't bear to make Aunt Jun so busy, she pressed her shoulder and said, "You don't need to be busy, just leave it to me."
"you could?"
"Isn’t it just making coffee? I’m good at this. I’ll take the snack out of the oven in a while, and it’s done!" Song Qiyue pushed her out and said again, "It’s safe, it’s absolutely fine to leave it to me. Question! Auntie Jun, go upstairs to rest, or you can talk to them!"
"If this happens again, I'm going to be angry!"
Aunt Jun had to agree, "Then I will sit with them for a while."
Song Qiyue nodded again and again, and directly closed the kitchen door, refusing her to enter.
Turning around, Song Qiyue walked to the coffee machine.
It was almost cooked at first, and the aroma became more intense after a while. Song Qiyue only waited for the indicator light to skip, and then he was done.
But at this moment, the door was opened again.
Song Qiyue only thought it was Aunt Jun, and she was not angry, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to come in, I am very angry now!"
However, when she turned her head, she saw Zhou Suhe.
"Why are you?" Song Qiyue glanced at him, then stared at the coffee machine.
Zhou Suhe walked behind her and said, "Why did you make trouble when you just played chess?"
"Whoever made trouble, I just have itchy hands. Seeing you are so powerful, I can't help it, who made you so slow." Song Qiyue replied, "I used to be like this, you are not. do not know."
It's not that Zhou Suhe didn't know.
In the past, she was just like this.
But today is different.
"Do you think I can't beat him?" Zhou Suhe asked with an eyebrow.
The oven "ding-", Song Qiyue pressed the close button, and she waited for the heat to radiate, "You won't win him or not, I have no advantage, I don't care."
"If I didn't win him, whether it was a loss or another draw, Uncle Song would have no light on his face." Zhou Suhe was also straightforward and said clearly.
Song Qiyue was silent, she turned on the oven, took out the baked snacks with gloves and put them on the plate.
"So you were afraid that I would lose, so you made trouble halfway, and finally lost to Xiang Wan!" Zhou Suhe made a conclusion!
This low drink was a bit shocking, and it sounded in the unmanned kitchen.
Outside the unclosed door, the figure of someone who was going to push the door to enter, but stopped at once.
Song Xiangwan stopped here.
In the kitchen, Song Qiyue had already put the dim sum on the plate, she put the plate on the table behind him, "My chess skills were not as good as Xiang Wan, and I won't lose to her once or twice."
"Song Qiyue! I know exactly what your level is!" Zhou Suhe's voice became colder.
Song Qiyue looked at him with a smile, "If you lose, you will lose. What do you do so seriously."
She smiled harmlessly, always looking so bottomless, Zhou Suhe's anger couldn't gather, suppressed and couldn't dissipate.
"How long do you want to live in Haicheng?" He asked again.
"All said, I have a holiday, and the holiday is not over yet."
"Even if it's a holiday, there is a time limit. Go back as soon as there is nothing to do. The company still needs you, and you don't need to stay!" He kept urging her to leave.
This has always been the case from Gangcheng to Haicheng.
Song Qiyue has no temper anymore, but she is also impatient, "Why, chase me away?"
"Yes! I'm just catching you!" Zhou Suhe responded!
Song Qiyue almost hit him!
"I am the person who dislikes people ordering me the least. If people let me go east, I like to go west. If you want me to go, I want to stay!"
Zhou Suhe stared at her coldly.
Song Qiyue said, "Su He, if you are so free, you might as well care more about Xiang Wan, my affairs, so don't bother you so much."
There was another "ding—" and the coffee machine stopped.
Song Qiyue was about to step forward, but Zhou Suhe grabbed her wrist at once, and even blocked her!
His eyes are so cold and angry, with anger coming from the sky!
"What? You want to bow to my Overlord again?" She joked.
"Song Qiyue!" He sneered coldly!
"Before I do anything to you, you'd better let me go quickly." Song Qiyue didn't struggle to resist, she just smiled and said, "I don't mind being here and slap you again."
She dared to do this when she said it, but Zhou Suhe was not afraid of her warning, but felt helpless!
Zhou Suhe shook her hand, and just asked again, "You can't go back!"
"No, back." She replied word by word.
"Okay!" He replied, "When I didn't say it, I shouldn't care about you!"
"You shouldn't, my brother-in-law." Song Qiyue shouted.
Zhou Suhe's eyes were even more cold right now, and he threw away her hand.
Zhou Suhe turned around, Song Qiyue was taken aback, and continued to pour coffee.
As for Song Xiangwan outside the kitchen, she saw Zhou Suhe coming out, and immediately, as soon as her figure flashed, she hid behind the window on the side. She hid herself behind the floor-to-ceiling curtain.
Zhou Suhe's figure flashed away from the glass window.
Song Xiangwan was still holding a cup, her eyebrows frowned.
Everything just heard made her so restless.
——So you were afraid that I would lose, so you made trouble halfway, and finally lost to Xiang Wan!
Suh, what is he talking about? Is it actually July that she deliberately let her?
--how? Want to bow to my overlord again? Before I do anything to you, you'd better let me go quickly. I don't mind being here and slap you again.
In July, she beat Suh? And Su He, what did he do to her?
Song Xiangwan's heart was very messy.
...
It's just a pity that Mo Zhengyan was about to say goodbye before he had time for refreshments. The uncle still wanted to keep him for dinner, but Mo Zhengyan declined, saying that there was still something to do, and he had been nagging for a long time. As a result, the eldest uncle stopped staying guests.
Song Qiyue just came out with tea, and she protested, "Uncle, I just made coffee and you are going to leave. It's not giving me face."
"July, don't mess around!" The uncle yelled.
"Next time you have time, let's drink again." Mo Zhengyan said with a smile, "I have a chance."
Song Qiyue nodded, "Okay."
The uncle and his entourage sent Mo Zhengyan away.
"Sister Yujun, I wish you good health." Mo Zhengyan said before getting into the car.
Aunt Jun smiled and thanked.
As soon as Mo Zhengyan left, Song Lianheng had to rush to the company immediately. On that day, Aunt Jun was discharged from the hospital, and Mo Zhengyan was also entertained. He had not returned to the company yet, and Zhou Suhe did not stay.
Just now there was still a house, and now it was clean. Song Qiyue and Song Xiangwan helped Aunt Jun go upstairs to rest.
After recovering from a serious illness, she was also tired.
After Aunt Jun fell asleep, she was still thinking about Song Qiyue, "July, how long do you have a vacation."
"It's just these few days."
"Hurry up, then ask the boys out to meet you as soon as possible."
Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows, "Auntie Jun, don't be so anxious."
"You don't have a few days off, so it's urgent." Song Xiangwan also knew that Aunt Jun was arranging her marriage, so she said.
"Xiang Wan is right. I will make an appointment tomorrow. You have to listen to me about this matter." Aunt Jun insisted very much.
When Song Qiyue saw this, she knew she couldn't escape this time, "Well, I'll listen to your arrangements."
Aunt Jun was very happy, and then she fell asleep in peace.
...
Song Qiyue really never thought that one day she would be on a blind date. Aunt Jun's speed made her stunned, and she even arranged to see two people in one day.
This rhythm is really the same as rushing to the market.
I can't wait to marry her right away.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Aunt Jun came to urge her.
Just looking at her dress, she shouted, "Why don't you change your clothes, just go out and meet other boys like this?"
Song Qiyue came in a hurry and didn't bring any clothes. These few things on her body were still left at home and didn't take away. It was put away by Aunt Jun earlier, and later she came back, and Aunt Jun took it out again and put it in the closet for her. At this time, she was not without clothes, so she took it and put it on.
Song Qiyue looked at herself, "Okay? I didn't bring the clothes over, so I took a set in the closet."
White shirt, small round neck, very clean, there are some embroidery on the collar.
A short skirt, plaid, very British retro flavor.
She doesn't like to wear socks, she has big white legs naked.
But those shoes are still the high heels she wore.
It's a bit nondescript, but it's all suitable.
"Xiang Wan has clothes. Go to her room and get a set. Everything on you is out of date. The first time you see a boy, you have to give them a good impression." Aunt Jun will take Song Qiyue.
Song Qiyue shook her hand, "Oh, Auntie Jun, I was asked to go to Haida University. I dress like this is good. Besides, time is too late. Next time, I'll change it next time."
"Then you change at least a pair of shoes, this pair!"
"I'm out." Song Qiyue hurried downstairs to break through.
This blind date man, the place to meet on a date is at the Hai University Mansion.
Haida is the first-class university in Haicheng.
Song Qiyue, Song Xiangwan, and Zhou Suhe all attended this place back then, and Song Lianheng also came out of this place.
At the gate of Haimen, Song Qiyue found that she had arrived early.
However, she was not in a hurry, and looked at the Haida school gate with great interest. I haven't been here for a long time, and the familiar feeling comes again. It is the fragrance of the book, the ringtone of the classroom, and the presumptuous childhood in memory.
Song Qiyue was facing the school gate with her back on her back, and suddenly a car horn rang behind her.
"Beep—"
Song Qiyue was too lazy to look back, she retreated to the side.
The car drove past.
Only after driving a distance, he went backwards and stopped beside her.
As soon as the car window fell, Mo Zhengyan's handsome face suddenly appeared.
He looked at her with an unbelievable look.
Song Qiyue stayed too, isn't it so unlucky, right?
A moment later, Song Qiyue smiled and said hello, "Hey, uncle, ha, I see you again."
Mo Zhengyan's eyes were very complicated, he said coldly, "You, Cosplay?"
Cosplay is an abbreviated version of CostumePlay, the Chinese translation is: role playing.
Freeze frame for three seconds-
After that, Song Qiyue couldn't help it, she burst into laughter, "Hahaha! Uncle, how do you know Cosplay? So how are you!"