owe us a good fight

Chapter 37 love number plate

part1

"Miss Gu is here to visit."

"Who? Don't let it in!"

Gu Nian stepped down from the Bentley, light as a butterfly.I saw that she was wearing a bright red slim dress, and the long silk skirt lightly wrapped her slender body. Gu Nian took off her sunglasses, flashed at the hospital gate, and accepted the reporter's interview. She was holding a large bouquet of roseonly, surrounded by The page was successfully blogged.

part2

"Miss Lin is here to visit."

"Xian'er?"

"I was entrusted by Director Zhao to express condolences on behalf of the crew."

"A little skin trauma, is it necessary for you to make such a fuss?

Huge flower baskets, bright green leaves, plain carnations, calla lilies and gladiolus with baby's breath, brightly inscribed with gold letters wishing a speedy recovery.Lin Xian'er's eyes are as bright as water waves, charming and charming, sincerely and stubbornly nostalgic for the sealed memory, the seeds in the bottle may never germinate, just like a drop of nectar slowly drying.

part3

"Miss Qiao is here to visit."

"I don't know Miss Jo, and I'm not sick!"

"Xiaoyuan, it's me." With neat short hair and a long white Chanel dress with a deep V, she is full of goddess demeanor, and she is still as gorgeous as fire. It turns out that it is Dong Qiuqiao whose name is written backwards.

"Why did you cut your hair?"

"Shouldn't you ask me why I am Miss Qiao?"

"I don't have amnesia, the circles you drew are really effective, congratulations."

part4

"xxx is here to visit."

"Help, I'm leaving the hospital!"

The results of the re-examination showed that everything was fine, and Cheng Songyuan was glad that his injuries were not serious, otherwise he must be a modern version of "watching and killing Wei Jie" in the 21st century.

However, in just three days, the spacious living room was covered with a thin layer of dust, and the mud of the green radish cracked and dried up. Hong Qisheng quickly cleaned up the house, mopped the floor, cleaned the kitchen, and cooked delicious home-cooked dishes.

The apartment with bright windows and clean rooms has returned to the previous thick but lively tones, unrestrained and grand layout. Cheng Songyuan lay on the sofa, feeling a sense of ease away from the hustle and bustle. He finally smelled a familiar smell, and he hadn't come home for a long time. up.

The one who is nagging you is the one who cares about you. With a serious face, Hong Qisheng said in a low voice: "You won't say how you got hurt, but you defaulted to something related to Cheng Mu."

Cheng Songyuan tried his best to deny it, but just wanted to cover it up.

Hong Qisheng feels sorry for this son who has been working outside since he was a child. He looks at the complex society with clear eyes. He has no complete childhood and no freedom he should have. A lucky man chosen by fate bears the glory and loneliness under the spotlight. The extraordinary transformation, always pretending to be very strong, he is too sensible, so sensible that it makes people feel distressed, and even vents through positive energy.But he can't live forever according to the framework given to him by everyone, young and white, but a short life, after so much experience, Hong Qisheng let go: "Xiaoyuan, since you like it so much, go pursue what you want Well, it's just that Mumu's family will definitely not agree."

"Well, Mom, I'm sorry." Cheng Songyuan's voice suddenly became hoarse.

The sun and the moon are silent, and the water passes without a trace. Hong Qisheng engraves a lot of longing and reluctance: "I have been in Beijing for three months, and the Chinese New Year will be soon. There are many things to prepare at home. Xiaoyuan, my mother will return to Chongqing tomorrow. .I just hope you take good care of yourself."

"Mom, don't worry, I have assistants and a lot of staff. Look at me, I stretch out my clothes, I open my mouth, someone holds an umbrella when I go out, and I am protected by special police on the road. How good is the treatment." Cheng Songyuan said with a smile, his smile was like The snow water in the mountains melts slowly, with the warmth of spring and the gentleness of flowers blooming.

Hong Qisheng embraced his son's shoulder, patted him lightly a few times, and swallowed the thousand words again.

Cheng Mu never showed up, and there was a lot of criticism on the Internet. People in the know broke the news that the two were fighting secretly, and the sky was dark, and they even went into battle in person.

What happened in these three days?His phone was broken, what would his father do to him?Could it be that he was kidnapped and taken back to Chongqing by Wuhuada?Was it imprisoned by rotating guards?Cheng Songyuan's mind is already in a mess, he has to find out.

The long-lost apartment was in a mess, and there were many small pieces of paper scattered on the floor, flying like snowflakes. It was Cheng Mu's handwriting.

"I don't expect my parents to accept it, but I hope they don't hate me."

"I don't want to lose the whole world because of you."

"Without you, even if I have the whole world, I'm just a beautiful empty shell."

"We're in this together and we're trying to be kinder to the outside world."

"I hope that one day, even if we don't say a word between us, we will absolutely believe that each other is the best for us, and there will be no doubt about this love."

"I promised you that no matter how difficult it is, I will fight side by side with you. I can't break my promise, and I can't let you face it alone."

"Our road is already very difficult. If I waver every time something happens, then where are you?"

"Without autonomy, love is fragile."

Cheng Songyuan picked it up slowly, sighing endlessly. What kind of mood did he use to write this piece of paper, every sentence? After years of hard work, overcoming thorns and thorns, he will uphold the attitude of working together.

"Xiao Yuan, you are here."

This low call awakened his messy thoughts, and Cheng Songyuan pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "It's just that the heavy object hit him and he fainted suddenly. They just worried too much and turned trivial things into big ones. I'm so young, so I don't need to be hospitalized."

Cheng Mu reached out to touch his pale cheek: "Does it hurt?"

"Looking at your eyes makes me feel painless." Cheng Songyuan kissed his forehead lovingly, and found that his whole face was hot and bloodless.

The smile on Cheng Songyuan's mouth faded, he fetched a thermometer and asked him to suck it on, then turned and went to the kitchen, boiling water while cooking porridge.

"It's great to see you again. Ever since your birthday, I thought I had a long dream." Cheng Mu said sadly.

Cheng Songyuan held the thermometer and observed carefully: "38.6 degrees? How long has it been?"

Cheng Mu glanced at the electronic calendar on the stage, and said vaguely: "Yesterday, right? I don't know I have a fever."

Cheng Songyuan took out the SIM card with a needle and switched it to a newly bought mobile phone: "Where is Brother Cruise?"

Cheng Mu's pupils were pitch black, and she had a strong nasal voice: "Sister-in-law's second child is due, so I let him have a holiday."

Cheng Songyuan set up the fingerprint and password, turned on the positioning, and asked, "Where are the uncles and aunts?"

"They have severed ties with me." Cheng Mu said, and it was not difficult to hear the exhaustion and weakness in his hoarse voice.

"Are you injured?" Cheng Songyuan suddenly found that there were bruises on Cheng Mu's arm, and he went to check other parts.

"Mom stopped me all the time and hit her many times. Then they went back to Chongqing. I couldn't sleep, so I just lay there writing a note. I don't remember when I fell asleep again." Cheng Mu grabbed The quilt was dragged up, showing a bit of coolness and laziness.

"That is to say, you have been sleeping without eating or drinking since yesterday! What if I hadn't come? Would you take care of yourself?" Cheng Songyuan's eyes turned red suddenly, his fear spread from his heart to his limbs, and he said It was almost a roar at the end.

"There are antipyretics in my small medicine box, just take two." Cheng Mu said it in a very ordinary way, in the usual reserved and alienated way.

Cheng Songyuan frowned, went to get the antipyretics, and found that there were cold tablets, asthma medicine, stability and Wuling capsules, and a few small watermelon candies in the medicine box.True love is the ability to integrate the other person into the small details of one's life at any time. In the past, because he often suffered from hypoglycemia, although Cheng Mu was careless, he would always stuff a few pills into his mouth at critical moments. sugar, for a rainy day.

Cheng Songyuan added a glass of warm water for him, stared at him as he swallowed the medicine: "No matter what the disease is, we will treat it slowly. In this life and in the next life, we will depend on each other for life and death, okay?"

Cheng Mu took a deep breath, sat up from the bedside and hugged him: "Okay, this world still owes us a beautiful battle."

Cheng Songyuan's heart was suffocated, as if blocked by a stone: "Why... so many hardships..."

Cheng Mu hugged him even tighter, as if he had lost a ray of soul to Cheng Songyuan in his previous life, and he must be attached to his body in this life to be complete: "To make us more determined."

Holding the hand of the son, co-authoring with the son.Hold the hand of the son and sleep with the son.Hold your hand and grow old with you.Holding the hand of the son, what can the husband ask for?

Cheng Songyuan touched the hot water pot on the table with his fingers, and poured him a cup to warm his hands: "If you have to separate us, let's find a pure land..."

Cheng Mu interrupted him, eyes narrowed slightly: "There is no Peach Blossom Spring in reality! Do you want to hide in the shell and never come out for the rest of your life? Escape is not the solution. You have loved singing so much since you were a child, and I want you to give up your dreams and me to lose Darling, we're not going to be really happy."

Cheng Song is as far away as pines, cypresses and bright moons, high mountains and flowing waters, and he said firmly: "You are my happiness, and I will not regret it."

"I used to think that I would not abandon my family for you. When things really happened, I chose you between everyone and you. Because I love you so much, I have to consider our future. There is no solid material basis , I am not qualified to fall in love, poor and lowly couples have nothing to worry about, an inconspicuous cup on your table is an ordinary person's salary for a month, I am used to living a life without worrying about food and clothing, and the trivial and boring life will make the relationship deteriorate, you will think The flowers in this world that we once owned will blame each other if we are not careful." The entertainment circle is a crazy place that encourages people to grow up, and Cheng Mu is always so mature and transparent that it makes people feel distressed, like a bright white moonlight, holding the passing years.

Cheng Songyuan's whole person was desolate and solemn, and he spoke frankly, with the corners of his mouth crazily raised: "Husband and wife! You admit it? Everything you said will become evidence in court."

"Brother..." Cheng Mu stared at him in protest, really grasping the point.

"Then what if it's a last resort?" Cheng Songyuan looked at him affectionately, his eyes full of longing, even though he knew the answer, he still wanted peace of mind.

"Even if the wings are broken, they will not be separated. I will go wherever you go." As he said to him ten years ago.

Cheng Songyuan kissed his soft lips, as if wrapped in lingering happiness, holding his heart full of heat and heavy love.