Song Qiyue returned at 8 o'clock in the evening after having dinner with another blind date.
Aunt Jun was waiting in her room very much.
As soon as I saw her back, I happily walked to her and asked, "July, how about it. I saw two boys today. What do you think of them?"
"Oh, one ran away."
"Run?" Aunt Jun was taken aback.
"I have a good impression of Mr. Shen. I heard that his mother is an art teacher. I also like painting. It's a pity that Luohua is intentionally flowing and ruthless, and Mr. Shen is not too interested in me." Song Qiyue was simple. A brief description of the next.
When Auntie Jun heard this, she was unhappy, and she was afraid that she would be disappointed, "What's wrong with you, so beautiful and capable."
"Yes."
"What about the second one?"
"The second one is also running."
"Why did you run away again?" Aunt Jun was surprised.
"The second one, I'm not very interested in him, but he doesn't like me too much either." Song Qiyue is definitely a brief summary.
The actual situation is that when the other party asked what career she had done before, Song Qiyue said the truth.
I still remember the face of the blind date man number two when he knew it, it was a tortuous and complicated.
Even half of the food got stuck.
Song Qiyue was also amazed, not just as a publicist, nor as a forensic doctor.
Is it such an exaggeration?
Aunt Jun patted her and comforted her, "This is only the first day, and I can't feel anything from one side to the other. I have to get along with each other. Have you kept the number?
"Stay."
"They look back and think you are good, and they will definitely find you again. We just wait for them to find you. Girls must be reserved and put on airs."
Aunt Jun taught her experience, and Song Qiyue listened carefully.
She suddenly smiled and asked, "Hey? Auntie Jun, did you show up to your uncle like this before?"
My uncle died of illness for many years, and he is a very kind and kind man in my memory.
Aunt Jun smiled, "You child, you are talking nonsense again."
"Hey, Auntie Jun, you are embarrassed."
"Well, you are also tired. Take a shower and go to bed early. Tomorrow, I will make an appointment with a boy for you. This time I have to dress up well."
Song Qiyue was stunned, what should he do in the next few days.
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Song Qiyue has thoroughly experienced the pain of a blind date.
For three days in a row, every day I was either on a blind date or on the way to a blind date.
I met all kinds of men and went to restaurant after restaurant. From morning to night, it was like rushing to the scene.
I just came back in the afternoon that day, and there was another connection in the evening.
Aunt Jun said, "This boy is so handsome, look at the picture."
Aunt Jun took the photo to show her, Song Qiyue took a look, and the man in the photo had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and it was not bad as expected.
Song Qiyue answered, "Ha, it's not bad."
"Boom!" Song Xiangwan knocked on the door and walked in. She came in with her clothes in her hand. "Auntie, I brought a few sets of clothes. They are all new and haven't worn them yet."
Aunt Jun said, "Then come and try and get dressed up."
Song Qiyue also accepted his fate, just listen to her, then dress up.
Song Xiangwan's clothes are complete suits, or dresses, focusing on softness and femininity. The lace of the gentle little lady is very beautiful, and the color is also close to the lotus root pink, which is more and more beautiful.
Song Xiangwan has loved these dresses since he was a child, and has always been a little princess.
Song Qiyue is the opposite.
This too complicated lace and too matte color made Song Qiyue somewhat incompetent.
It would make her feel a little uncomfortable to dress in such a formal way.
Song Qiyue was a little bit unable to get his hands off, so I didn't know which one to pick.
Aunt Jun urged, "July, pick it quickly and see which one looks good."
"Look at this one. In July, the skin is quite white, and it looks good in this pink. Girls wear pink, and boys will shine on a date." Song Xiangwan chose a set of lady's for her. dress.
Pink with a fair complexion is beautiful, such as Song Xiangwan.
But Song Qiyue was not as fair as Xiang Wan.
It's just that she didn't bother to choose by herself, and replaced it in person when she took it.
"Auntie, is this the boy whom I made an appointment to meet tonight?" Song Xiangwan saw the photo.
"It's him, look, how does it look like?" Aunt Jun showed her the photo.
"He looks good and handsome." Song Xiangwan said.
"Compared to Big Brother, Jin Zhi, Su He, that's still a bit worse." Song Qiyue had already changed into her clothes, and she said with a zipper.
Song Xiangwan saw it, she got up and pulled the zipper on her back for her, "If you really become it, everyone will be happy."
"In the future, Suhe and I will go on a trip, so I can call you and your boyfriend. Just like when I was a child, I can go on vacation together." Song Xiangwan drew her zipper and raised his hand to smooth the wrinkles.
Aunt Jun said, "Come, turn around and see if it looks good."
Song Qiyue turned around to show them, the pink dress really made people's eyes bright, she was already beautiful, and her complexion became more and more beautiful.
"Okay, it's so pretty." Aunt Jun praised.
Song Xiangwan also nodded, "Girls should wear skirts."
Aunt Jun said again, "Tonight, I heard that the boy wants you to see the fireworks."
"Watching the fireworks? Where can I watch it?" Song Qiyue became a little interested in no longer a boring appointment like a dinner party.
Song Xiangwan was also curious, "Is it a fireworks show on the banks of the Xiangjiang River?"
Aunt Jun knows where she is, she smiled and said, "I don't know this, anyway, I met at the revolving restaurant in the Xiangjiang Building."
Xiangjiang River is a big river in the city of Haicheng, where the Xiangjiang Building is very famous.
Song Xiangwan said, "That can't be wrong, it's the fireworks show there."
No matter where Song Qiyue is, she tidied herself up and carried her small bag, "I'm leaving."
Let's go and watch the fireworks.
After Song Qiyue left, Song Xiangwan said, "Auntie, I'm not going to eat at home anymore."
"where are you going?"
"I made an appointment with Sukh."
"then you go."
Zhou Suhe has been very busy these days. They haven't seen each other for a few days since he was discharged from the hospital a few days ago.
An appointment is made today, and the two have an appointment to have dinner together.
It was almost time, and Johnson had already drove to pick him up.
Johnson drove the car to the intersection of Zhou's Building, but after a while, Zhou Suhe got off.
Song Xiangwan was in the car, watching Zhou Suhe approach him. His handsome figure looked like a vivid picture every time he looked at him.
The car started again.
Zhou Suhe asked, "Where do you want to go for dinner?"
"It's fine if you decide." Song Xiangwan replied with a smile.
"Then go to the restaurant I ordered." In fact, Zhou Suhe had already prepared, but he still asked every time.
The two chatted on the road, Zhou Suhe asked, "Have you not returned in July?"
"No." Song Xiangwan replied softly.
"Her vacation is really long." Zhou Suhe's voice was low.
Song Xiangwan remembered everything that she had overheard outside the kitchen that day. She was silent and said, "She's also very busy coming back this time."
"What are you busy?"
Song Xiangwan no longer hesitated, she said, "My aunt introduced some boys to her, and she went to meet them on a date."
While speaking, Song Xiangwan looked at Zhou Suhe sideways.
Zhou Suhe on the side, his expression was calm, there was no waves, and he just said, "She's going on a blind date?"
"En." This way of meeting and recognizing, to put it bluntly, is a blind date.
Song Xiangwan waited for what he would say, would there be a trace of other emotions.
But who knows, Zhou Suhe just smiled and said, "She should also go and meet new friends."
"The family background introduced by Aunt Jun should be pretty good, and it can be regarded as knowing the roots." Zhou Suhe's words are very plain and facts.
Song Xiangwan didn't see any other emotions in him.
She replied softly, "Yes, they are all very good. I saw the photos of the boys I met tonight. They look very good."
"However, you can't compare with Big Brother, Jinzhi, and you." Song Xiangwan said, holding his arm.
Zhou Suhe smiled, "Are you complimenting me?"
"Fact, that's what July said. Compared to yours, it's still a bit worse." Song Xiangwan said her original words.
"By the way, they will meet in the revolving restaurant of the Xiangjiang Building tonight. There is a firework show on the banks of the Xiangjiang River." Song Xiangwan mentioned, she said, "Su He, are you busy today? Why don't we go too? Maybe Met them in July."
Zhou Suhe smiled and said, "The first time I meet a boy in July, we don’t want to join in the fun. If you want to see the fireworks, I will take you there tomorrow, and the fireworks will be more than one day. Moreover, I bought the opera house today. Votes."
"Really?" Song Xiangwan's eyes lit up, "Which performance?"
"It's "Madame Butterfly", performed by the French Rhein Opera."
"Great, that's the second largest opera company in France."
Song Xiangwan loves to listen to opera, and she has devoted her mind to that opera.
The opera performance starts at 7:30 in the evening, usually for two hours, and ends at 9:30.
It started with ardent expectations and ended with enthusiastic applause.
After leaving the performance hall, Song Xiangwan went to the bathroom.
In the hall outside, Zhou Suhe waited silently.
After Johnson answered a phone call, he turned around and said, "Master Su He, Miss July has left the restaurant and took a taxi back."
"She took a taxi back?" Zhou Suhe asked.
"Yes," Johnson replied, "Miss July and that gentleman were not happy with each other."
"What did she do?" Zhou Suhe was curious, but not surprised, as if he had guessed it a long time ago.
Johnson said, "Miss July, she threw that gentleman to the ground."
Johnson was very rigid when he said it.
"Over the shoulder?"
"Yes."
When Zhou Suhe heard this, he was silent and suddenly raised the corners of his lips with a smile.
"Master Su He, do you want to continue with Miss July?" Jiang Sen asked.
"No need." Zhou Suhe replied with a smile.
On the way back, Zhou Suhe was smiling all the time, just like when he came.
Along the road passing by the Xiangjiang River, the fireworks are in full bloom.
Song Xiangwan looked at the fireworks in full bloom, and she couldn't help sighing, "It's so beautiful."
"Yep."
"Suh, how about July and that boy tonight?"
"It should be okay. However, everything depends on July herself, as long as she likes it." Zhou Suhe replied warmly.
His profile was in the grandeur of the fireworks, and Song Xiangwan did not see a trace of worry or concern.
He is so relieved.