It’s Colder Today

That was the psychological shadow brought about by her mother's death in front of her eyes. Perhaps because she had peered into the vast ocean of medicine, she knew that humans were powerless in the face of certain catastrophic diseases.

Shi Yun found a way out: Maybe go abroad to study a different major.

The person playing the game had headphones on one ear and her legs were crossed on the coffee table. She said that she wanted to continue studying: It's good, study more. Going abroad is not bad, and I can find a boyfriend in the future and be international. , a little more choice.”

Shi Yun stuffed a shrimp dumpling into his mouth, raised his eyes to look at him, and after eating the shrimp dumpling silently, he picked up the slippers on the ground with his toes and threw them in his direction.

The slipper hit Wei Congying's arm and finally fell on the sofa.

Maybe because he was in the game, his face turned towards the direction of Shi Yun, but his eyes were still looking at the TV.

What's wrong?

Shi Yun ignored him. After eating all the breakfast on the table, she stood in front of the bookshelf and read.

When she felt the footsteps, she had just turned a page, and then very quickly, she was turned over by Wei Songying just like that page.

He was still holding Shiyun's slippers in his hand.

I don't know when the game ended. His chin was on her shoulder, and the tip of his nose was rubbing Shiyun's neck: I said the wrong thing.

The breath of the speech fell on Shiyun's skin. She struggled a little and clamped her index finger between the pages of the book. She patted Wei Songying's arm with the book: You call it revealing your inner thoughts.

Wei Zongying took the book from her hand, looked at the cover, and found that it was Fitzgerald's book.

He put it on the high shelf, picked up Shiyun and placed it on the sofa.

Wei Zongying opened the small square box that he took out of the bedroom at some time and unpacked it while coaxing Shi Yun: I can always look at you, and you can always look at me. But in the future, this kind of thing will have to be done. The two of them looked forward together.

Yes, it is good to read more.

Other men would only say, We have no future, but he could say that in a formal manner.

Shi Yun knelt on the sofa, buried his face in the pillow, and scolded him: Scumbag.

He did not deny it and hugged her from behind: Marriage is like that. You see, my dad seems to love his first love now, but in the end, there are still a bunch of mistresses outside. We don't even know what will happen tomorrow, so Don’t keep thinking about the future, I will be nice to you now.”

Shi Yun's voice was muffled, and he still said the same two words: Scumbag.

Wei Congying pinched her chin, turned her face, put his fingertips against her forehead, and tucked the hair in front of her face behind her ears: Stop scolding me, I want you to call me chuáng.

His cell phone kept ringing, and he turned a deaf ear.

The doorbell rang and they had just finished. Shi Yun looked at the closed wooden door at the door with some vigilance.

However, Wei Congying didn't seem surprised by the ringing of the doorbell. He calmly picked up the clothes that Shi Yun had dropped on the carpet, shook the non-existent dust on them, handed the clothes to her, and asked her to go to the bedroom to catch up on her sleep. .

Shi Yun didn't get to the bottom of it, but a picture of her disheveled looking at the girl he sent to his door suddenly flashed through his mind.

In the end she got half of it right.

But the person outside the door cannot be considered a girl. Shi Yun leaned against the bedroom door, put on her underwear, and listened to the sounds outside.

Wei Cong responded by calling grandma.

Well, at least she got her gender right.

Wei Congying held the short sleeves in his hand and put them on when he walked to the door. Opening the door and looking at the gray-haired old man outside, he no longer had the good-grandson attitude he had before, and his tone was a bit perfunctory: Grandma.

I passed by nearby today and I came to see you. Mei Ruolan raised the thermos flask in her hand and said, I asked my aunt to make some soup today and I will deliver it to you.

Wei Cong responded with a cold and indifferent attitude.

Grandma entered the house and smelled some strange smell in the living room. After passing the thermos bottle in her hand to her grandson, she naturally wanted to sit down for a while. As soon as she walked to the sofa, she saw the trash can next to the sofa. There was not much garbage in the black garbage bag, and a few used rubber products were very conspicuous.

Wei Congying put the thermos on the table. When he turned around, he saw his grandma standing by the sofa and staring at the trash can. Wei Congying knew what he had thrown into it.

Walk over and kick the trash can under the coffee table.

He is not his son after all, he is a generation removed. Moreover, her grandson is already so old, and it is hard for Mei Ruolan to say some things.

Subconsciously, I looked around and saw no girls.

She sat down on the sofa, then waved to Wei Cong to stop standing next to her, and patted the sofa: Sit down and talk to grandma. It's been a long time since she came home to see us.

Wei Congying scratched his hair, sat on the other end of the sofa some distance away from his grandma, and casually picked up the game controller on the coffee table: Don't you know the reason why I don't go back?

She's also your sister. Mei Ruolan said earnestly, Yesterday you asked your friend to go to the box to make that kind of joke. Her colleagues and leaders were all there. How can you get her to get along with her colleagues in the future? There were so many gossips from others. Last night she She came back crying, your father saw something was wrong with her in the morning, and asked her at first whether she wanted to keep it a secret for you.