if love is invisible

Song's business covers a wide range, including all aspects of people's livelihood. After Wen Zhen took over, the company's performance has been steadily increasing, but Wen Zhen is not satisfied. She plans to start a new business, but the new business needs to follow Song Xigu and Chen Mian discussed it.

Song Xigu was going to investigate in a few days. He was really angry with Wen Zhen that night, so he didn't take the initiative to pay attention to Wen Zhen for a few days. I didn't talk to him, I didn't expect that the call was not to ask for peace, but to talk about work.

"No time." Song Xigu said firmly, "I have to prepare for the exam. If there is anything to do, we will talk about it after the exam."

Wen Zhen was silent for a while, and said, "Where are you? I'll go find you."

Song Xigu was at home, and when he heard this, he turned his head and said, "Island of Dreams."

Dream Island is not far from the foot of Seven Star Mountain, so he went out immediately after speaking, and he didn't even bother to change his clothes, so he just wore home clothes.

Just a few minutes after the coffee was served, Wen Zhen came, Song Xigu said something dangerous in his heart, pushed the thick medical book aside, took a sip of coffee: "Let's make a long story short, I'll give you a week later Exams, it’s best not to be a big deal.”

Wen Zhen suppressed the idea of ​​developing new business in advance, and smiled: "I got off work early this morning, and I just wanted to ask you and Sister Xiaoyu what kind of dishes you like to eat. I'll go back and cook."

Fearing that he might misunderstand, she quickly added: "I have been in the Song family for more than two months, and I have been taking care of you and Miss Xiaoyu. Now that my body has recovered and my work has stabilized, I want to do something for everyone. Do what I can, so that I can live with more peace of mind.”

Song Xigu snorted, and said: "Actually, you think too much, it's just a matter of having more chopsticks for more people, and Chang Chang likes you. After you came, he was much more cheerful than before, more like a child. Thinking is also more comprehensive, strictly speaking, you can be regarded as his tutor."

"So, it's not like you don't have a lot of dedication to this family."

Wen Zhen was a little blushed when she was told, but in fact, she was so devious today just to mention to him about expanding new business in a few days.

She was silent for a while, then asked, "Then what kind of food do you like to eat?"

During this period of time, she left early and returned late, and she didn't really appear at the Song family's dining table many times. Even if she did, she only cared about Song Chang and never paid attention to him. Of course, she would not be so stupid as to say this Otherwise, Song Xigu would be angry.

In the past few days, she has figured out a little bit of Song Xigu's personality.

On the surface, he looks like a gentle and elegant son, a good brother and a good father, but in fact he is very arrogant and has a lot of pettiness. These days he deliberately does not talk to her, and deliberately makes noise when passing her She also thought he was a little childish when she was reminded of his existence.

The real Song Xigu lacked a bit of fairy spirit, and had a bit more fireworks, which also made Wen Zhen feel that he was not so superior, but his attitude was higher than that of ordinary people. After all, the Song family's family background was placed there. , with the halo of the son of the richest man, he has no need or opportunity to compromise and bow his head to others.

She fell ill in Mohe, and he crossed half the country to accompany her. This kind of behavior is really rare.

Song Xigu looked up at her, and after a moment of silence asked: "Are you trying to curry favor with me?"

Wen Zhen paused.

"With your character that you can't wait to draw a line with me, you suddenly came to ask me what kind of food I like to eat, and said that you want to cook by yourself. This is not in line with your personality. The only thing that can explain it is You have other plans."

Song Xigu put on a smile: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Wen Zhen said firmly: "Just treat it as my conscience and find out."

Conscience discovery?

Song Xigu took another sip of coffee, stared at her for a long time, and said with his lips drawn, "Since you've started to realize your conscience, why don't you do something better and accept me?"

Wen Zhen laughed.

Song Xigu couldn't help feeling a little frustrated, took another sip of coffee, and picked up the medical book next to him, "If you just want to ask me about my taste, then don't pick anything, just eat anything."

"That--"

"I'm going to prepare for the exam, Miss Wen, please." He put on the noise-cancelling headphones, fixed his eyes on the book, but he didn't want to leave her from the corner of his eye.

"Brother Xi Gu," Wen Zhen said suddenly.

Song Xigu said impatiently: "I said I'm going to prepare for the exam, don't bother me!"

"I just want to say that your book is in the wrong place." After Wen Zhen finished speaking, she picked up her bag and left. When she reached the door, the corners of her lips couldn't help but crazily raised.

It turned out that Song Xigu was so cute when he deliberately held it.

In the coffee shop, Song Xigu put the medical book upright silently, forced himself to calm down and read the book, but Wen Zhen was all in his mind, he shook his head, and drove Wen Zhen out of his mind.

Wen Zhen was driven away, but Jiang Qingwu's figure came to his mind, she looked at him with a pair of cold eyes, as if saying, Song Xigu, your feelings are so cheap!

He closed the book, picked the cover with his fingers for a while, walked out of the coffee shop, and drove straight to the cemetery.

It rained a couple of days ago, and there was a strong wind yesterday, Jiang Qingwu's tombstone was covered in dust. Song Xigu cleaned it up with a handkerchief before putting the lilies he brought in front of her tomb.

Caressing the photo above with his finger, Song Xigu's heart was at peace.

He loves Jiang Qingwu, but God is too harsh on him, and he took her away before he could love her deeply. This is the biggest regret in his life, and every time he sees Song Chang, this regret will be maximized.

Wen Zhen has more or less Jiang Qingwu's aura, and with the relationship between the two, it's not surprising that Song Xigu would be attracted to her after getting in touch with her. What's surprising is that Song Chang likes her so much.

"Xiao Wu, if I want to find a mother for Chang Chang, will you be angry?"

Song Xigu asked softly: "If you don't agree, you will come to my dream tonight. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you."

He took off his coat and wiped the tombstone again. Before leaving, Song Xigu hugged the tombstone and kissed for a while, and finally left reluctantly.

After cleaning up in front of his parents' tomb, he could smell the aroma of the food when he got home. He glanced into the kitchen and saw Wen Zhen, wearing a floral apron with her back to the door, cooking seriously, her back was very pretty.

Wen Zhen noticed something and turned back immediately.

Their eyes met, Wen Zhen showed a smile, and said to him: "Go take a bath and rest for a while, and you can eat right away."

Song Xigu nodded, went back to his room to take a bath, and when he came out, Chen Mian and Han Feishen also came back. Chen Mian was surprised to see that Wen Zhen was busy in the kitchen.

Wen Zhen said: "I have nothing to do, and I haven't cooked for a long time. I'm afraid that if my skills are unfamiliar, it will not taste good in the future. I will make it casually, and you can eat whatever you want. If the taste is not right, I will improve it next time."

Song Chang first ate a piece of sauced beef, and exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Oh my God, I was really shocked. What kind of delicacy is this in the world? It's really, really delicious!"

Han Baoer followed suit: "What kind of delicacy is this, it's so delicious!"

Song Xigu picked up a piece, Wen Zhen stared at it quickly, and when he finished eating, she quickly asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Song Xigu: "...so-so."

Wen Zhen groaned, a little annoyed: "I'll improve it tomorrow night."

Song Xigu opened his mouth, but swallowed the comforting words.

After eating, the two children went to play in the activity room, Wen Zhen was washing and brushing in the kitchen, Song Xigu looked outside for a while, and couldn't help but walked in, "Wen Zhen, let's talk."