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Song Jiao woke up early in the morning, she opened her eyes and saw the chandelier on the ceiling of the master bedroom.

On the side of her ear is the subtle and even breathing sound of her lover. This sound makes her feel at ease. Xu Jinzhao is still there, which is very good.

Song Jiao gathered the quilt on her body, and she was alone.

She remembered that when she fell asleep, she was clearly squeezed into Xu Jinzhao's quilt, half of her pillow was on her pillow, and she fell into a dreamland with her arms around Alpha's soft body.

After apparently falling asleep, she unknowingly rolled out of Xu Jinzhao's bedding area and returned to her side of the bed.

Song Jiao turned her body carefully, trying her best to be as gentle as possible without making a sound.

There is already dim light in the room, and she has counted her sleep time, and it is about 06:30 in the morning.

When she turned around and lay on her side facing Xu Jinzhao, she was satisfied to see that he was also sleeping peacefully in the same position.

Seeing the sleeping face of a beautiful girlfriend the first time after waking up is better than seeing the back of the head with messy hair.

Song Jiao didn't move anymore, she quietly huddled in her quilt, staring at the person next to her pillow through the dim light coming through the curtain.

Xu Jinzhao slept deeply.

She didn't close her eyebrows this time, her thick, heroic eyebrows stretched out, her eyelashes drooped, and she looked peaceful and relaxed.

Song Jiao repeatedly traced her face with her eyes, sweeping along the sharp and sharp bone outline.

She kissed every inch of this beautiful face with her lips yesterday, and now, in order not to disturb the other party, she replaced it with a more gentle and restrained gaze to feel and engrave it.

Song Jiao didn't know how long she had been looking at Xu Jinzhao, she only knew that she hoped to stare forever, and don't let this morning end.

The wish is beautiful, but the light projected into the room is gradually getting brighter, making people feel the passage of time and understand that fantasy will only be fantasy after all.

There were also sounds from all around.

At first, it was just some movement made by Aunt Li downstairs after she got up, and then there were faint voices of people in the distance, dogs barking, and the sound of car engines starting...

These voices were not loud, and after coming through the window, there was only a little movement that was not obvious.

But Song Jiao has a keen hearing, and she is looking forward to the dawn of the day, so that the quiet morning time will continue forever, and the small noises will appear in the ears, as if the neighbors who are jogging in the morning are wandering under the window, driving out. Cars in the garage run over the eardrums.

Omega puffed up his face unconsciously, complaining in his heart that the time was too fast, hating the world against him.

She didn't get up. After all, she didn't need her to take care of her father. He was a middle-aged man with twice as much experience as her, and he was only five years away from society.

Song Jiao left him cash and cards yesterday, and planned to go to the old building at ten o'clock, so that he could lie down until Xu Jinzhao woke up.

After a while, she noticed that Alpha was moving his arms unconsciously, and slowly kicking up the quilt, making a vague sound.

Song Jiao knew that she was about to wake up, so she abandoned her bed and went to Xu Jinzhao's place.

Xu Jinzhao was not fully awake yet, she had a vague feeling that the quilt was lifted, and the familiar soft body was pressed against her, and then the pecks from the other party fell on her face in fine pieces.

She felt that she was a lazy human who wanted to stay in bed. The lively kitten sniffed her face repeatedly, kissed her, from the eyebrows to the corners of her mouth, and reminded her coquettishly:

"Meow..."

This is of course an illusion, the cat's mouth will feel fluffy and itchy when it touches the face, and what she keeps kissing is the warm and soft human lips, not to mention the imaginary meowing.

Xu Jinzhao reached out to hug the troublesome little girlfriend, but before she opened her eyes, she muttered in a low voice: "Don't make trouble."

Song Jiaocai was not a kitten who could be held in her arms and just sit still. Instead of obeying, the target of her kisses turned to Xu Jinzhao's temples and ears.

Xu Jinzhao laughed unknowingly, her ears were itchy from the kiss, and the other's hair fell on her neck, scratching like small feather tips.

She tried to restrain the restless Omega with some strength, but the latter turned into a bad kitten who jumped out of the bed and ran away after waking up the owner, and quickly escaped from the quilt.

Xu Jinchao fumbled left and right, but found nothing.

She had no choice but to open her eyes, get up, and found that Song Jiao had already stood on the carpet beside the bed, her long hair was fluffy and loose on her shoulders, and she looked over with a smug face.

Xu Jinzhao: "You are so boring."

Song Jiao ignored her accusation, raised her head and chest as if she had won a battle, and briskly ran to the window and opened the curtains.

Dazzling sunlight poured into the bedroom, Xu Jinzhao raised her hand to try to cover it, she complained: "You are too bad——"

Song Jiao was barefoot, her small feet stepped into the plush carpet, and she went to the bedside to put on slippers, and Xu Jinzhao immediately reached out to catch them.

It's a pity that she had just woken up, and her skills were still a little slow, so she was quickly dodged by the opponent, and her fingertips brushed against the fabric of the nightgown, which was a pity.

Omega ran into the bathroom with a smile. In order to save his dignity, Xu Jinzhao commented loudly: "It's so childish."

Song Jiao poked out half of her face from the door: "But, you lost."

Xu Jinzhao: I didn't compete with you, it was your own prank.

She really wanted to lie back on the soft bed, but she looked up at the clock on the wall and found that it was past eight o'clock, so she decided to get up anyway.

Xu Jinzhao opened the window to ventilate, and the slightly cool air rushed into the room, which shook people's spirits.

She stood by the window for a moment, then went to the desk.

When Song Jiao came out of the bathroom, she saw Alpha sitting at the table, with her long hair tied up on one side of her chest, focusing on drawing with a pencil.

Song Jiao asked curiously, "What are you painting?"

Xu Jinzhao: "Design the style of the engagement ring, do you want to see it?"

She wanted to show the book to Song Jiao, but the latter quickly turned away and accused his girlfriend: "Ah! Show me the picture in advance, it will kill the surprise!"

Xu Jinzhao laughed and said tolerantly, "Well, I thought you would be willing to participate."

Song Jiao caught a glimpse of her putting down her hand from the corner of her eye, and then she moved to the vicinity of Alpha and sat down at a distance where she would not be able to see the contents of the paper: "You know how to design rings?"

Xu Jinzhao explained: "I haven't studied jewelry design, but it's no problem to draw a concept map for professional reference."

She closed the notebook and winked at Song Jiao: "I'm going to wash up, don't peek."

Song Jiao muttered, "I don't want to watch it."

She spoke with confidence, but when Xu Jinzhao entered the bathroom, she couldn't help but glance at the notebook.

There seems to be a huge temptation hidden in it, which is comparable to a kitten seeing a small goldfish swimming in the garden basin, and is involuntarily attracted to it, wanting to stretch out its claws to catch it.

When Song Jiao's fingertips touched the cover of the sketchbook, a few birds fluttered past the window and woke her up.

She meditated in her heart: Unknown, unknown...

The sense of the unknown is the most powerful guarantee for surprises, she can't watch it in advance, that would be too boring.

Song Jiao forced herself to leave the table and changed her clothes unhappy.

After Xu Jinzhao finished washing, he casually asked his little girlfriend who had changed into regular clothes, "Have you peeked at the design drawings?"

Song Jiao: "...you hide it quickly."

Xu Jinzhao turned to look at her, and Omega went on to say, "Otherwise, I think I can't help it."

This rare honesty was so cute, Xu Jinzhao liked it no matter what he saw, he stepped forward and hugged her, and gave him a mint-flavored kiss.

Song Jiao didn't know why Xu Jinzhao kissed her suddenly, but who would refuse the sweet kiss from his lover?

After the long kiss, Xu Jinzhao told Song Jiao.

"It doesn't matter if you read it. I will definitely change it again in the morning. The final version probably has nothing to do with the current version. Are you really not going to advise me?"

Song Jiao shook her head, she just said, "You need to hurry up."

Omega didn't just say 'we don't have much time', so how could Xu Jinzhao not understand.

She couldn't help but bowed her head and kissed her cool earlobe again, and hugged her for a while before whispering: "You go downstairs first, I'll change my clothes."

Song Jiao: "No."

What she said was categorical, and she wanted to see it openly.

When the two went downstairs hand in hand, Aunt Li was watching TV knitting in the living room, and put down the needle in her hand: "What do you want for breakfast?"

Song Jiao said, "Auntie, I want noodles."

Her tone was drawn out, coquettish, and she asked Xu Jinzhao to look at Auntie's wool basket together.

Aunt Li asked: "Does Xiao Song want a scarf? These are all good wool, given by relatives."

Song Jiao was observing the beautiful and regular patterns on the part that had already been laid, and immediately nodded, pointing to it and saying, "I want this too."

Aunt Li smiled and agreed, and then asked Xu Jinzhao, "Do you want Xiao Xu?"

Xu Jinzhao answered loudly: "Yes."

There is a plate of dough in the refrigerator. Aunt Li puts it indoors to warm up, puts on an apron and cuts diced meat to fry toppings.

Served steaming hot with two bowls of noodles, there are also two cups of fragrant soy milk.

Aunt Li said: "It was done in the morning. I forgot to ask just now, what time did you two get home last night? I didn't even hear the sound."

Xu Jinzhao was mixing noodles, and he was glad he hadn't eaten yet, otherwise he would definitely choke.

She cleared her throat: "It's late to go home, I didn't check the time."

Thinking of yesterday's nonsense with Song Jiao in the car, Xu Jinzhao couldn't help feeling a little hot, and looked up at Omega.

Song Jiao looked calm and composed, and said to her aunt, "Our Juzhou's scenery is good, and it's also very good to see at night."

Aunt Li smiled and said, "I don't understand you in such a cold day..."

Xu Jinzhao always felt that there was something in Song Jiao's words, but she had no evidence to accuse him.

After breakfast, it was nearly ten o'clock.

Song Jiao said to Xu Jinzhao, "I'm going out."

Song Jiao put on her trench coat, changed her shoes, picked up her bag, and Xu Jinzhao escorted her to the door.

She said briskly, "Go back, it's cold outside."

Xu Jinzhao stopped obediently, and Song Jiao walked more than ten meters away, then turned around and waved to her. The sun is shining today, and Omega's pretty face is smiling, which complements the weather perfectly.

After watching Song Jiao turn to the garage, Xu Jinzhao closed the door.

She decided to go upstairs to finish the concept drawing of the ring, and find a jeweler to order in the afternoon.

Song Jiao had the key to the small building in her hand, so she opened the door and went in. She thought she would see Song Yikang, but unexpectedly the house was quiet, with no one on the first and second floors.

Song Jiao went to the kitchen to look again, and found that there were food bags in the trash can, she took out her mobile phone and called Song Yikang.

The other end was quickly connected, and Song Jiao asked, "Dad, where have you been, I didn't see you when I got home."

There was a slight wind in the receiver of the mobile phone, and she heard her father say, "I'll be home right away, and I went to the Beicheng Cemetery."

After hanging up the phone, Song Jiao sat on the sofa in the living room, and she looked at the photo wall diagonally opposite, where the best moments of the whole family were carried.

She sighed and hung her head.

Song Jiao felt that the atmosphere at home was indescribably oppressive, and she didn't know how to improve it. In other words, she might not be able to get out of this haze either.

After a while, Song Yikang arrived home as expected.

He didn't wear yesterday's suit again, but changed into a formal suit. Song Jiao found that he had a haircut, but it was not dyed, and his hair was still gray.

Song Jiao stepped forward, and Song Yikang smiled at his daughter: "I'll go to Beicheng to see your mother, and I'll take a walk around Xu's Building by the way."

When he said the first half of the sentence, his expression was gentle, but in the second half of the sentence, there was already sarcasm in his smile.

Song Jiao heard her father ask, "I heard that it was Xu Boyang's godson who reported his problems to the higher authorities?"

Song Jiao was not surprised that Song Yikang was able to inquire about these inside stories. His father had some old acquaintances, and Xu Yanhe's betrayal was not clear to ordinary people, but it was not a secret to some extent.

She greeted those uncles and aunts in advance, telling them not to tell her father about her marriage to [Xu Jinzhao].

There are friends recorded, and they are happy to make friends with Song Jiao and do a little cover for her.

Song Jiao said: "Yes, he worked in Xu's financial department before, and his personal moral issues were exposed, and later he also had a quarrel with Xu Boyang."

She didn't want to mention these things, and accompanied Song Yikang to the living room, chatted with him about some light topics, and observed her father's expression calmly.

She noticed that Song Yikang's condition looked much worse than yesterday, and his complexion and expression were full of fatigue.

After a while, Song Yikang gradually cheered up, but his eyes were still cloudy, and he said, "Jiaojiao, there is only one thing I'm worried about right now."

The tone and content of her father's words made Song Jiao feel uneasy. It didn't seem like something someone who had hoped for life would say. She asked softly, "What?"

Song Yikang looked at her, he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to stroke Song Jiao's hair, but retracted halfway.

His palms were dry, the skin was wrinkled on the thick skeleton, and the color was unhealthy sallow, which made Song Jiao feel sore.

Song Yikang was silent for a moment, and said to Song Jiao:

"I'm still worried about you. I haven't met your girlfriend yet. I don't know who she is, how her character is, how her family is..."

When he said this, he obviously hoped to be able to guard his daughter.

But how dare Song Jiao show Xu Jinzhao to her father, even if she knew what a good person Xu Jinzhao was, Song Yikang would definitely not accept her as [Xu Jinzhao].

Song Yikang's mental state, which is visible to the naked eye, may not be able to listen to her inside stories full of metaphysics, and it will really get out of hand at that time.

She only had less than a month to be with Xu Jinzhao, so she couldn't let the few days be thrown into chaos.

What's more, she always felt ominous. She thought that her father would be able to live a more relaxed life without those external pressures, but unexpectedly he looked even worse and said, "there is only one thing to worry about".

Song Jiao suppressed these chaotic thoughts, and waited for Song Yikang to finish describing her worries before saying, "Dad, don't worry about these, I won't let myself suffer."

She said this firmly, and then mentioned another thing: "I want to make an appointment for you to have a physical examination at the Provincial Hospital."

Song Jiao is not only worried about Song Yikang's physical health, but also worried about his psychology.

Song Jiao avoided talking about his girlfriend's situation, which made Song Yikang a little disappointed, but he didn't continue to ask.

Hearing his daughter talk about the physical examination, he subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Song Yikang's life has long been meaningless. He doesn't care how long he can live or what state he is living in.

But seeing his daughter looking over, Song Yikang swallowed his rejection again.

The person he was most sorry for in his life was Song Jiao, who hadn't fulfilled his due responsibilities as a father, at first, and later, now that she made such a small request, he shouldn't refuse it again.

Song Yikang said: "Alright."

He agreed, and Song Jiao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.

She was afraid that her father would lose his will to survive, so she was willing to go for a medical examination, which was undoubtedly a good sign.

Song Jiao said to him, "Can I take you there tomorrow?"

Seeing Song Yikang nodding, she felt happy, and said, "Dad, when you get better, I'll buy you a new car to drive. You can work or rest later, it's up to you."

She planned the future for her father, and even proposed to hire part-time workers, but Song Yikang refused.

He said: "No need, this is our home, I'll just clean it myself."

Song Jiao nodded as she thought of the clothes that belonged to her mother that were still hanging in the closet in the master bedroom, the old water glasses that had turned yellow in the tea tray, and the large boxes of her mother's old things.

She asked, "What about the three meals?"

Song Yikang said: "It's not that I don't have hands, you also left money, I will never starve myself."

Song Jiao had lunch with him, and found out the chessboard at home to play chess.

As early as when Song Jiao was very young, Song Yikang couldn't play chess with his daughter. In the past, he occasionally played chess with Qiao Chu, and the two of them had to make an agreement with little Song Jiao not to secretly help anyone.

In order to keep the fun of the game, Song Jiao gave up the chess first, and then played with Song Yikang. The two fought back and forth, and Song Yikang finally had some vitality on his face.

In the afternoon, it was Song Yikang who urged Song Jiao to leave first.

He said: "You go, you don't have to stay with me at home all the time, go do your own thing."

Song Yikang put away those chess pieces, and said in a low voice: "You have your own life, so you don't have to force yourself around me."

Song Jiao said to him, "Dad, you can go out for a while, play chess and chat with other people."

Song Yikang agreed and took Song Jiao to the door.

Before leaving, Song Jiao said, "I'll pick you up for the physical examination tomorrow morning, remember not to drink or eat in the morning."

Saying goodbye to her father, Song Jiao returned to the car. She didn't start the car right away, but went to call the provincial hospital to say hello.

Making an appointment for tomorrow's physical examination, she sat in the car for a while and sent a message to Xu Jinzhao: [Where are you? ]

After a while, I received a reply.

Xu Jinzhao: [Looking at diamonds in a jewelry store. ]

Song Jiao laughed unknowingly, and she replied: [Did you draw the style so quickly? ]

Xu Jinzhao: [Of course, not only engagement rings, but also wedding rings.Do you want to come and choose together? I think there are a few diamonds that are well cut and beautiful. ]

Song Jiao: [No, I want to wait for the surprise. ]

Xu Jinzhao: [Little cat, you are really unique, you should always look at the wedding ring together. ]

Song Jiao: [I just want you to propose to me. ]

Xu Jinzhao: [Okay, I understand. ]

Alpha sent a speechless expression, followed by a love language: [Although you are very unusual, I still love you. ]

Song Jiao: [Where are you? ]

Xu Jinzhao sent the address.

Song Jiao happened to be familiar with the street where the jewelry store is located, and she replied: [Wait for me to kiss you. ]

This was obviously an excellent response. Xu Jinzhao looked at the phone screen and smiled.

She put away her phone, since Song Jiao only wanted her marriage proposal, the rose and the ring were obviously just an add-on to this act, to satisfy Omega's obsession of "everyone else has it, so I should have it too", the other party probably really Don't care about the ring style.

Xu Jinzhao raised his head and asked, "Just the one just now, how long is the fastest construction period?"

After getting an answer within one to two weeks, she said: "Yes, hurry up as soon as possible. One of the matching rings is mine, and the other and the proposal ring are my girlfriend's. She will come over later."

Xu Jinzhao paid the deposit by swiping his card, asked the clerk to measure his hand, recorded the data, and went to the rest area to wait for Song Jiao.

Half an hour later, she received a quick message from Song Jiao expressing her arrival, and Xu Jinzhao replied:

[Come and measure your hand, and kiss you after measuring. ]

She turned her head to look out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and she saw a familiar car, and a beautiful Omega walking out of the car with a windbreaker wrapped around her.

Xu Jinzhao stood up, walked to the door, and held out his hand to hold Song Jiao who was walking quickly up the stairs.

She smiled and asked, "So impatient?"

Only the two of them knew the ambiguity in the question, Song Jiao walked into the store hand in hand with her, and replied softly, "Of course."

She couldn't wait to kiss her.

Xu Jinzhao found the clerk and asked him to measure Song Jiao's hand size with a tape measure.

Song Jiao opened her left hand, and the tape measure that had been wrapped around Xu Jinzhao's fingers was now measuring the size of her ring finger.

Xu Jinzhao looked at it with a smile, and when the clerk put away the tape measure, he lightly placed his palm on the back of Song Jiao's hand.

Her palms were warm, and her body temperature was naturally high. She was drinking tea indoors and waiting. As soon as she covered Omega's slightly cool hands, she turned her wrist and clasped her ten fingers again.

The two turned to each other and gave each other a tacit and affectionate kiss. Because it was in a public place, they couldn't be too outrageous, and they almost just broke up with each other.

Xu Jinzhao asked, "Are you sure you don't want to take a look?"

Song Jiao said, "Don't watch, I'll wait for your proposal."

They enter the door hand in hand and leave the door hand in hand.

It's just that Xu Jinzhao drove here by himself earlier, so he couldn't go back with the car.

But before she let go, she couldn't help but lowered her head and pecked Song Jiao lightly on the ear, whispering something.

The deep affection between the two almost hurt Song Yikang's eyes in the taxi.

He looked at all this coldly, and for a while, his mind was filled with the gentle smile of his late wife, for a while, the face in the mortuary with air-conditioning, and for a while, the impatient back of Xu Boyang who came and went at Qiao Chu's funeral.

Song Yikang took a deep breath and said, "Follow me."

Song Jiao and Xu Jinzhao drove back to Biwan respectively.

The two parked the car in the garage, and before Song Jiao unfastened her seat belt, she received a call from her father.

She answered the phone: "Dad, what's the matter?"

Song Yikang asked on the receiver: "Jiaojiao, where are you now?"

His words were calm, but Song Jiao heard something strange for no reason. She gestured to Xu Jinzhao, who had already got off the car, to signal Alpha not to speak.

Song Jiao said, "With my girlfriend."

Song Yikang: "Let her answer the phone."

Song Jiao's heart sank, she paused for a moment, and said in a low voice, "It's not convenient for her to pick up."

She heard her father's sneer: "Oh, how busy are you, you don't have time to answer the phone call of me, a little guy?"

Song Jiao had a bad premonition, she bit her lip, her heart was beating wildly in her chest.

Song Yikang said softly in the receiver:

"Jiaojiao, you are outside the community. Dad has something to tell you."

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