Chu Ding picks up Chu Ding at the beginning of Korean entertainment

Yin Zhiyuan was slightly absent-minded, and clenched his fists with his hands put back to his sides, and looked at Song Gewen without blinking his deep eyes.

"why?"

Song Gewen didn't dare to look directly into those eyes, the teardrops overflowed the slender and thick eyelashes, flowed down the cheeks, and disappeared on the ground.

"Because I will delay my life."

When Yin Zhiyuan heard this, he sneered and raised his eyebrows and asked her, "My life?"

The hand clenched into a fist was loosened, and he took off the ring on his hand and put it on the table. His slender fingers pointed at the pair of rings put together.

"See it? This ring?"

"From the day I put it on you, you have been a part of my life. As for the delay? What is the criterion for judging the delay in life?"

"I only know that from then on, the other half of my life is all about you."

Yin Zhiyuan almost growled in the last sentence.

Song Gewen froze in place, time seemed to stand still, and even her breathing slowed down, when suddenly a powerful hammer broke her barrier.

She was so selfish before, ignoring the real thoughts of the other party. In this love, what Yin Zhiyuan understood, interpreted, and expressed far surpassed her.

"Mianne, yes."

"It's me all the time"

Song Gewen looked up at Yin Zhiyuan with red eyes.

Yin Zhiyuan held her in his arms and blocked the woman's words. At this time, his eyes were a little scarlet, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Stop talking about such nonsense in the future."

"Are you wrong?"

Song Gewen nodded in the other party's arms, and realized that behind those struggles, emotions, "resistance" words, and a series of things before, there was just a soul that could easily be moved by Yin Zhiyuan and firmly grasped.

His eyes were swollen like peaches after crying, and he lay on the sofa obediently covering his eyes with ice cubes.The cold touch stimulated the brain, and it felt like I had done something stupid.

He reached out to take the ice and sat up, seeing Yin Zhiyuan writing something on the table.

The crying voice was hoarse, and he asked softly, "What are you writing?"

Yin Zhiyuan pushed the paper and pen in front of Song Gewen, "sign."

Song Gewen picked it up and looked at it, probably saying that this kind of nonsense is no longer allowed, separation is not allowed, and a lifetime chapter is established, and so on.

It was so naive, but also so emotional, thinking of the eyes that she had cried eight hundred times, she still couldn't help moistening her eye sockets again.

"What's wrong? I didn't write this to make you cry. It's over, huh?"

Gently wipe away the tears with fingertips.

Yin Zhiyuan had already signed his name, the handwriting was not fluent, but neat, Song Gewen wrote his name next to it and handed him the paper.

At night, Song Gewen was lying in Yin Zhiyuan's arms, and she looked up for a long time to see that Yin Zhiyuan was looking at her.

"Why don't you sleep?"

"What if I'm afraid you'll run away?" Yin Zhiyuan lowered his head and nestled on Song Gewen's neck and shoulders coquettishly.

He has been in a panic tonight, and he didn't really feel it until now.

"dream."

Song Gewen spoke hoarsely, angry at herself for being irrational, she didn't give him enough sense of security.

"It's up to me now, all the time."

After that night, Song Gewen tried to find the best way to relax herself, find leisure from books, and draw pictures. She got a lot of guidance from Zai Zhen Oupa.

What's amazing is that Ouba, which has a sense of mystery and always finds new points.

"Your eyes are uncomfortable, so don't read it." Yin Zhiyuan lay on the other side of the bed, took the book out of the woman's phone and put it aside.

Rubbing his eyes has been done a lot, and it looks like he would have fallen asleep by the book long ago.

Song Gewen embraced Yin Zhiyuan, resting his head on Yin Zhiyuan's chest.

Yin Zhiyuan hugged her back. Recently, he has been persistently changing his ways to cook and buy food for Song Gewen, and he succeeded in making her grow back some flesh.

Looking at the no longer so thin body, there is an extra sense of accomplishment.

"Is that right?"

Looking at the raised face, and his chin no longer protruding, Yin Zhiyuan smiled and asked with narrowed eyes.

"what happened?"

"Really super happy, right now. Just want to tell me this."

Yin Zhiyuan bowed his head and kissed the top of the other's hair, "Really?"

"Tomorrow will be happier."

Yin Zhiyuan thought of the plane ticket he hid and started to manage his expressions.

Song Gewen looked up at Yin Zhiyuan curiously, and muttered unconsciously.

"Of course, each day is happier than the day before."

"But, are you ready to meet my brother?"

"Auntie once said that we have dinner together during the Chinese New Year."

Yin Zhiyuan was still secretly a little nervous. After all, he was usually too busy, and he didn't meet Song Gewen's family members a few times in total.

"Huh? My aunt said that?"

"It seems that my aunt likes and recognizes me very much~"

Not surprisingly, Song Gewen got Yin Zhiyuan's rather arrogant little eyes.

In the middle of the night, Yin Zhiyuan opened his eyes, pursed his mouth and slowed down his breathing. After observing for a long time, he quietly got up to pack his luggage, and secretly put the suitcase in the trunk.

After finishing all this, I came back and continued to sleep with my girlfriend in my arms.

"Little sweetheart, get up quickly."

Song Gewen opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that Yin Zhiyuan was dressed?She remembered that there was no announcement, was it a sudden trip?

Woke up and dazedly stamped on the other's lips, then retracted into the quilt.

"No, I'm up." Yin Zhiyuan laughed inwardly, dragging the other party's neck to make Little Sweetheart sit up.

?

"Why are you getting up?" Song Gewen didn't feel angry about getting up. He just rubbed his eyes and looked at the strange male ticket.

"Breakfast."

"Breakfast?" Song Gewen glanced out the window, breakfast before dawn?Calling her earlier can be called supper.

"It's still dark, are you sure?"

According to her boyfriend's temperament, although she has recently got the habit of eating breakfast in the morning, it is not so early.

"I heard it's best to eat before seven o'clock in the morning. Besides, it's late in winter."

Yin Zhiyuan didn't blink his eyes, his face was serious.

"Who said that?"

Song Gewen had many nutritionists on the set, but she hadn't heard of it either.

"It's new online recently."

Who said that?What he said, and the air ticket.

Song Gewen went to the kitchen to see what Yin Zhiyuan made for breakfast. It was a bit strange that he couldn't be seen. What does it mean that the breakfast was packed in a lunch box?He lowered his head and smelled it, and the aroma of the food began to awaken his taste buds.

Yin Zhiyuan walked over holding Song Gewen's coat, "What are you doing?"

"Let's go."

Song Gewen froze on the spot holding the lunch box, pinching her thigh hurt a bit, and she wasn't dreaming.

"Go? Where are you going?"

Yin Zhiyuan looked at the little face of the other party who was a little bewildered, with some fresh blush on his cheeks, he suppressed a smile and managed his expressions.

"Did you stop talking yesterday? I'm going to Kenya today."

After speaking, he pulled out the booking information on his mobile phone from his pocket and shook.

Song Gewen was so far away that she couldn't see what was written on the shaking mobile phone. She subconsciously looked at the room, and she almost thought that if the camera was hidden, it would not be April Fool's Day.

"Kenya? Africa??"

"Where's the luggage?"

Yin Zhiyuan stepped forward to put a coat on Little Sweetheart, looked at the still dazed person, kissed the corner of the other's mouth, and finally couldn't help smiling, blooming on his face.

"I packed it up yesterday and put it in the car."

Getting in the car, Song Gewen looked suspiciously at the man who fastened her seat belt. Yin Zhiyuan is supposed to be busy at the end of the year, and she also knows his schedule, so there will be tomorrow.

"Oops, we're not going to a restaurant or Fengqing Street, are we?"

Yin Zhiyuan smiled and nodded, his front teeth couldn't stop showing, he rubbed the top of the opponent's head, and pinched his face.

"Ah, why is our little sweetheart so smart?"

When Song Gewen saw Yin Zhiyuan like this, she felt it was true again, and blamed him for being too confusing, she was so unsure what the hell was going on.sigh.

"It's even more confusing now."

Along the way, Song Gewen gradually saw the road towards the airport, and Song Gewen fully realized that, pointing at the road sign, his voice was a little higher.

"Yes, but I see, I have a schedule tomorrow?"

"Is it fake? Ouba specially let me see the fake itinerary?"

For this sake, they are really going to Africa.

"Really? Africa? Ang~ should bring beautiful clothes."

"Hey, don't you believe my eyes? I've checked the weather."

Yin Zhiyuan glanced at the much-anticipated female ticket like a boss.

"Of course I do."

"Now tell me why there is a fake itinerary."

Yin Zhiyuan:......The direction of the story development is not right

The author has something to say:

When I wrote that chapter, because the time was about to pass zero, I chose the sentence of breaking up as the ending. (Because I was a little lazy at the time)

Say sorry to the cuties.

The dialogue between the two people was thought of a long time ago.It is impossible for two people to break up. The two have experienced so much, and their understanding of love is much higher than that of the heroine. In other words, the heroine who is in love for the first time does not interpret love accurately.

Secondly, it is a psychological problem, which is also written according to the symptoms of depression.For example, insomnia, headache, emotional instability, depression, etc. Many mental illnesses come and go.

Here is a recommended Japanese movie, "My Husband Got Depression" (very small, fresh and cured)

At the very beginning, my husband suffered from depression, and became irritable over simple things, crying because of simple things, or going to the bathroom to commit suicide because of a few words from my wife.

Sometimes it is like the psychological activities of a patient, and we cannot understand it like ordinary people.In most of these cases in reality, the more optimistic and positive a person looks, the more he will suppress something in his heart and not say it.

Suddenly a point pokes deep in my heart, like a balloon, the whole person bursts out.

After reading many cases, I feel that human beings are really complicated creatures.

Every time a doctor sees a doctor, he will ask the patient, do you think you are sick?

Patients go from feeling that they don't have it, to having it, to not having it.That is to say, there is a process of self-cognition, self-understanding, and self-control.

Sometimes when one suddenly realizes something, one wants to open up in one's mind.

In the heart of the heroine, I feel that I am at a complicated stage, and Da Da is the one who can fill the vacant soul of the heroine.

ps: Everyone's comments make me more motivated! ! !Happy! ! !super.I love the interaction, it sometimes inspires me.

When I read the comments, I thought about the general story line in my mind. I think there will be about 15 to 20 chapters including the extra episodes, and there may be more to write.

The extra episode also wants to write a few chapters from Yin Zhiyuan's perspective. (I really want to write a special episode) Inspiration biubiubiu

So the positive comments from the little cuties give me motivation!