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Time passed by in the evening, and the people who had just met at noon were sitting together again.
When ordering, Song Yiyuan asked: "Are you not busy now?"
Yu Yi shook his head.
Song Yiyuan ordered preserved egg and sour ginger, five willow Ise eggs, winter melon and barley stewed duck, and a portion of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.
After ordering, the two of them sat facing each other in silence.
Song Yiyuan laughed dumbly and asked: "Does Mr. Yu always act like this without speaking to anyone?"
"no."
Song Yiyuan choked and looked at him, waiting for an explanation.
Waited for half a minute - no explanation.
Song Yiyuan was a little in disbelief: "Only to me?"
"No." Yu Yi frowned and said coldly: "Don't say that."
Song Yiyuan was embarrassed.
"Sorry, I was abrupt."
She accepted her fate. Maybe she can't get along with people with this personality.
The two of them were silent. Song Yiyuan tilted her head slightly and stared at the night scene outside.
I don¡¯t know how long the silence lasted, but the person opposite said: ¡°Is Miss Song still on a blind date?¡±
"Um."
"Is there any suitable one?"
Song Yiyuan was disgusted with this topic and said in a bleak tone: "No."
The other side was silent again, for a long time - "Then we can continue to get along, okay?"
Song Yiyuan turned around in surprise. Yu Yi still had the same cold face. Auditory hallucinations?
"what did you just say?"
"Aren't we on a blind date?" Yu Yi stared at her, "Can we continue to get along?"
"Do you know what it means for a blind date to continue to get along?"
"Um."
"Getting along for the purpose of getting married?" Song Yiyuan was a little unsure.
The other party was silent again and said seriously: "Yes."
Song Yiyuan doesn¡¯t understand very well. This person was not interested in her when they first met. After joining WeChat and not speaking for half a month, his attitude was even more clear. Every time we met, he had a cold expression and spoke rudely. Now you want to continue with Virgo?
Song Yiyuan looked at him. The person opposite still had the same expression. The two looked at each other for a while. Song Yiyuan noticed that Yu Yi's ears were red, and he looked away. He pursed his lips uncontrollably and swallowed his saliva.
He is nervous.
He is shy.
Song Yiyuan thought with some uncertainty: Maybe this person is really cold-faced and warm-hearted? Have expression control disorder? Thinking back to my boring and boring days, if I had a stable blind date, my life would be much more peaceful.
Seeing that she didn¡¯t answer for a long time, Yu Yi said awkwardly: ¡°It¡¯s just a relationship, not necessarily marriage.¡±
"I will never go on a blind date again."
Song Yiyuan then understood better. Probably also wanted to seek peace. My heart relaxed.
"That's right, I don't want to go on a blind date anymore." She smiled and said, "Okay."
"Um."
The topic is terminated.
Song Yiyuan sighed. Will this be the case from now on?
"Mr. Yu, can you tell me why you talk so little when facing me?" Song Yiyuan decided to pick up this topic. This is a problem that must be solved.
Yu Yi frowned, "There's nothing to say."
A knowing blow. This is quite straightforward.
"Really?" Song Yiyuan kept smiling, "Then why does Mr. Yu want to get along with me?"
The other party didn¡¯t answer.
Yes, I don¡¯t want to go on a blind date.
never mind.
After the two of them came out after eating, Yu Yi said, "I'll see you off."
"Okay." Just be decisive.
The man was stunned.
Song Yiyuan tilted her head slightly, "Huh?"
The tall man strode to get the car.
An ordinary brown Volkswagen off-road vehicle stopped in front of Song Yiyuan. Song Yiyuan opened the passenger door and got in.
The streets are brightly lit and busy with traffic. There are lively gatherings inside the hotel, and cordial farewells at the entrance of the hotel. The neon lights are bright and red, shining brightly on every high-spirited face, wearing suits and leather shoes, red lips and high heels. Everyone has a "Mr. Everyone starts with "say something from the bottom of my heart", and everyone ends with "Really, really, thank you, thank you" The wind blows over, and the cold wind carries the fragrant smell of various foods. The girl untied her school uniform, loosely and coolly, and said to the person on the phone: "Really, she is so cool" The neon lights also shone on her.Without explaining, "It's very late, so I'll go up first. Good night." His tone was as gentle as the wind.
Yu Yi returned home and came out after taking a shower. There was a notification on WeChat.
He clicked to read - Song Yiyuan requested to add you as a friend.
The depression of being rejected a gift is gone. The man agreed and worked happily until two in the morning.
Time flies by November. December is a busy month for most companies, with countless year-end reports, countless year-end summaries, and countless plans for the coming year. As a literary editor, Song Yiyuan had no love in her life.
When she got home after working overtime, Song¡¯s mother called her every day.
"Are you busy lately?"
"Yes." Song Yiyuan took the water, plugged in the electric kettle, took out the scented tea can, picked up a few dried roses, leaned against the kitchen table, and breathed out heavily from exhaustion, "There are many year-end reports."
"Pay attention to your health." The sound of the anti-Japanese drama came from the TV over there. I think it was a loudspeaker, so the two old people could listen to her. "Remember to have breakfast. Eat more or less at night. Don't do it just to lose weight. The body is worn down.¡±
"Yeah, yeah." They were all cliche words, and Song Yiyuan agreed to them all, "I had bread in the morning"
"Don't just eat bread." Song's mother frowned, "Drink some milk and eat an egg."
"Mom, how can I eat so much?"
"That's okay!" So the other party started talking about the benefits of eating milk and eggs in the morning. Song Yiyuan listened absently, opened the refrigerator, washed a carrot and ate it.
"Hey, by the way, didn't you say last time that you and Yu Yi planned to continue getting along?" Song's mother's topic changed unexpectedly. Song Yiyuan took a bite of the carrot and said vaguely, "Yeah."
"How are you getting along?"
Song Yiyuan frowned: "Mom, don't ask every day. I know whether we get along well or not and don't want to say."
"Tell me what's wrong?" Mother Song muttered, "I still want to know if you two can make it."
"Whether it is successful or not is a result. Don't ask during the process." Song Yiyuan was very annoyed. "Ask the day before yesterday, ask yesterday, ask today, your daughter just can't get married? There is a result, is it good or bad for me? I'll tell you." After a pause, "Okay, okay, I'm going to take a shower."
hang up the phone.
I had insomnia at night, my eyelids kept shaking with my eyes closed, so I had to open them. There was a little light from the street lamp outside the window, and the objects in the room had vague outlines. It is generally dark and cannot be seen clearly.
very quiet.
I didn¡¯t know what time it was when I opened my eyes like this, but the cell phone on the bedside suddenly rang. WeChat.
She took it over and looked at it. As soon as you turn on the phone screen, Yu Yi¡¯s WeChat message appears¡ª¡ª
Yu Yi: Let¡¯s get married. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com