Mr. He, please respect yourself

Although it was embarrassing, Song Zicheng began to regret that he was playing petty temper, just to cover up his embarrassment of crying, he actually did such a childish thing, he really wanted to roll his eyes at himself.

After the two of them had nothing to say, the car fell silent, and Song Zicheng's brain was soon attacked by a strong sleepiness.Last night, he was almost sleepless, and this morning he got up so early, and now he was sitting in the rickety car, so sleepy that his eyelids were almost glued together.

He Chumo, on the other hand, was annoyed by his attitude and tone of speaking with Song Zicheng. Song Zicheng didn't speak all the way, so he thought Song Zicheng was angry, so he glanced in Song Zicheng's direction from time to time, paying attention to the other party's movements.The car drove farther and farther, and after going down a small hill, He Chumo looked at Song Zicheng inadvertently, only to find that Song Zicheng's head was tilted up, his eyes were closed, and he had already fallen asleep. He looked like a fool .

What a fool.

He Chumo slowed down the speed of the car, and the car drove steadily.The bright yellow sunlight came in through the car window and fell on the young man's fluffy natural curly hair. He Chumo looked over from time to time, and felt that the scene in front of him was like a painting.

Unable to bear it, He Chumo slowly stopped the car on the side of the road and turned off the engine.More than half of the journey has passed, here is a village road, there are no people and no cars around, and there are only endless mountains and fields on both sides of the road. Looking at the people in front of me, I feel an inexplicable sense of happiness overflowing my heart.

How many days have you not seen Song Zicheng?

He Chumo remembered clearly that it was ten days.

For ten days.

During the ten days without seeing each other, He Chumo deeply understood what is caring and missing.

These days, I have been thinking about him, I really miss him.

I want to hear his voice, I want to talk to him, I want to be by his side.

When these thoughts appeared, He Chumo was shocked. He never thought that he would have these thoughts about Song Zicheng.During the three years of engagement, no, it should be said that in his 26 years of life, he has never had such thoughts about Song Zicheng or a certain person, even when facing Lin Qiao, he has never had such feelings .

What's more, this feeling is real, it's not a false feeling or a fake, and it's not his tried and tested play on the occasion.

Staring at Song Zicheng's face, He Chumo's ears suddenly became hot.

It's dying.

Because He Chumo suddenly thought, this idiot Cheng might really become his first love!

It's terrible!

He just killed his first love!

The 26-year-old male youth felt remorse and remorse, and wished he could punch himself twice.

Maybe it was because he sensed the movement, or maybe it was because he was uncomfortable in the sun, Song Zicheng murmured and moved his body.

He Chumo was startled, sat down quickly, and started the car in a panic.

But before the car had time to drive, Song Zicheng had already opened his eyes. He noticed that the car was stopped, thought he hadn't woken up, blinked his eyes, and the car started to drive slowly.

After finally getting rid of the drowsiness and regaining consciousness, Song Zicheng asked, "Why did you stop the car just now?"

He Chumo drove the car with a guilty conscience, but the expression on his face was still serious. He said nonsense: "Just now the car was abnormal, so I stopped to take a look. It's all right now."

Song Zicheng believed it to be true, he let out an oh, and blinked again, looking like he still wanted to sleep again.

"You haven't arrived yet, you can sleep for a while." Seeing this, He Chumo said.

Song Zicheng didn't answer, just took a short rest, although he was still sleepy, but he was much more energetic.Looking out the car window, he felt that the scenery along the way was somewhat familiar. He estimated the distance when he came, and he probably arrived at the urban area soon.

"Why don't you go have lunch first, it's past twelve o'clock." Seeing that Song Zicheng was silent, He Chumo made a sound again tentatively.

At this hour, people don't need to sleep, but they have to eat. He Chumo originally thought that Song Zicheng would agree, but Song Zicheng didn't think about it, and replied directly: "No."

He Chumo: "..."

He Chumo: "Aren't you hungry?"

Song Zicheng: "Hungry."

He Chumo: "Then let's have dinner together."

Song Zicheng: "I don't want to eat with you."

He Chumo: "..."

He Chumo never dreamed that there would be a day when he would be rejected by Song Zicheng. He pursed his lips tightly and listened to Song Zicheng say, "Mr. He, it doesn't matter if we have drawn a clear line, and there are only two of us in the car. If you can avoid such polite remarks, please avoid it."

He Chumo was a little anxious, "I'm not polite."

Song Zicheng: "Me neither."

He Chumo was choked up.

"Mr. He, if you're really hungry, stop here. You can find a place nearby to buy something to eat. I'll call a car and go back."

He Chumo was a little helpless, but Song Zicheng looked serious, he didn't look like he was joking at all, and he couldn't bring up the matter of eating anymore, and when he was thinking of some reason to make Song Zicheng stay longer, his The phone rang.

Because Jiang Qing scolded him harshly this morning, blaming him for not answering the phone while driving, He Chumo connected his phone to the Bluetooth function of the car at that time, so that he could connect to the phone while driving.

So now, on the screen of his car, the contact person for the call is displayed, 'Little Qiao'.

For a while, He Chumo and Song Zicheng fell silent.

The cell phone rang continuously.He Chumo was a little stunned when he saw Lin Qiao's phone call, and he was also a little guilty of being caught for doing something wrong. He didn't dare to look at Song Zicheng, and just let the phone keep ringing until he suddenly remembered that Lin Qiao was For today's noon flight, he promised Lin Qiao last night to pick up and drop off at noon.

Just when he didn't know whether to answer Lin Qiao's call or not, Song Zicheng said in a flat tone, "Go ahead, I should get out of the car too."

He Chumo immediately hung up the phone.

As soon as the ringing stopped, the car instantly became quiet, and Song Zicheng turned his face away.

He Chumo was just about to say something, but his cell phone rang again, showing that the caller was still Lin Qiao.

He Chumo was in a hurry and hung up the call again.

He Chumo had never felt that the ringtone of his mobile phone was so harsh.

Song Zicheng kept looking away from the window, as if he couldn't hear his cell phone ringing.The atmosphere inside the car was extremely depressing, and the car was driving slowly, He Chumo didn't dare to stop, he was afraid that Song Zicheng would immediately rush out of the car and run away without looking back.

He Chumo looked at the back of Song Zicheng's head, feeling a little apprehensive, and said slowly, "It's because I promised Xiao..."

But before he could complete a sentence, the bell rang again, and Lin Qiao called again.

He Chumo's suppressed impatience suddenly rose to the extreme, he braked, first stopped the car on the side of the road, then quickly locked the car, then hung up Lin Qiao's phone, and the phone was turned off directly.

After finishing these things, He Chumo said to Song Zicheng with a straight face, "Let's talk."