Chapter 546 Mr. Song's Romance

The moment Song Mian's words fell, Yun Xiangxiang, who was standing in front of the window, saw a beam of red light rising into the sky in the distance outside the window.

With a bang, gorgeous fireworks exploded in the night sky, splashing pink light, embellishing the silent night sky like a dream.

There seemed to be a cluster of fireworks blooming in her mind, burning all her sanity, she turned around with her mobile phone and went out the door.

"Hey, where are you going..." Su Xiuling, who was sitting in the living room waiting for her husband to come back from burning incense, saw her daughter running away like a wind.

"Mom, I'll go down for a while." Yun Xiangxiang left a message to Su Xiuling before closing the door.

She ran down in a hurry, and when she got downstairs, she saw Song Mian sent her a message: Playground.

She ran to the playground again, and standing on the edge of the playground, she saw Song Mian wearing a black coat and a long light gray scarf. His slender figure stood tall and tall under the street lights of the playground.

One by one, he was lighting pyrotechnics placed on the edge, which would shoot out sparks, a giant heart shape.

When he finished ordering the last one, he turned around and saw Yun Xiangxiang who had already walked up to him.

The two of them, one inside and the other outside, looked at each other through the splashing sparks.

That glance seemed to be eternity, and their eyes were only on each other.

The smile on the corners of Song Mian's lips froze slightly, he stepped forward with his long legs, and ran towards her across the splashing sparks.

"Why did you come out in such thin clothes?" Song Mian's tone was anxious with a bit of reproach and hidden distress.

He quickly took off his scarf and wrapped it up for Yun Xiangxiang.

A wool scarf with a good texture has its refreshing taste and its warm body temperature.

Yun Xiangxiang didn't feel cold, but as soon as the scarf was put on, she felt cold.

Seeing that Song Mian was about to take off his coat, Yun Xiangxiang held his hand, and she plunged into his arms.

"I can't wait to see you." Leaning gently in his arms, using his body temperature to keep warm.

Song Mian looked at the head on his chest, there was a slight fragrance of her hair in the cold wind, he lifted his coat and wrapped her tightly.

The chimney was still spewing sparks, reflecting their embracing figures in the cold wind somewhat vaguely and poetically.

The two hugged each other quietly, and the night wind blew gently.

His warmth and her coolness blend together.

I don't know when the fireworks have been extinguished, the sound of clusters of fireworks sounded, and the sound of blooming is endless.

Song Mian raised his head, saw the fireworks of white clouds, pushed Yun Xiangxiang away, held her shoulders and turned her around.

Wrap the slender woman in her arms with a coat from behind: "Do you like it, my New Year's gift for you."

When it blooms, it is a cloud of fireworks wearing a crown, which is still golden, and the golden color is extraordinarily beautiful.

Now that the countdown has passed, many fireworks are blooming in mid-air, but they are all similar, which makes their fireworks extraordinarily different.

"Very beautiful." Yun Xiangxiang raised his head and frowned.

Song Mian bent down like this, and kissed her lightly on the forehead: "Although the fireworks are short-lived, my love for you will last forever."

Yun Xiangxiang looked at the fireworks in full bloom, and she leaned back: "Every minute and every second I'm with you, I feel like the fireworks now."

"Huh?" Song Mian's strong arms hugged her a little tighter.

"Because it is too gorgeous, it is short-lived; because it is unique, it is short-lived."

Because every minute and every second is different touching, warm and sweet, so it feels short-lived.

"It can't be kept like fireworks, but it will always be engraved in my heart and become an indelible memory."

Under the light, he stared at her deeply, and her eyes were filled with bright fireworks.

After all, Song Mian felt sorry for Yun Xiangxiang, and was afraid that she would catch a cold, so when the fireworks were over, he took her home.

This was Song Mian's first visit to Yun Xiangxiang's house, and it was the first day of the new year, but he also brought some New Year's gifts.

They just walked to the door when they ran into Yun Zhibin who was opening the door and came back from burning incense outside.

Yun Zhibin looked at Yun Xiangxiang in winter home clothes and an unfamiliar men's scarf, his eyes turned cold.

However, she didn't let her daughter blow the cold wind outside, and opened the door decisively.

"Uncle, Auntie, I hope you don't mind disturbing me late at night." Song Mian smiled and handed over the New Year gift.

"I heard and thought about it, you just rushed back to China today, you're so busy, it doesn't matter if you're so busy." Su Xiuling bumped Yun Zhibin's arm with her hand, and then reached out to help carry things.

Only then did Yun Zhibin reluctantly keep up with his wife.

Yun Xiangxiang changed into warm clothes, got hot water, and washed himself and Song Mian's hands and faces.

At this time, Su Xiuling vacated the guest room, and their family moved to the teacher's building in the new campus, which has four bedrooms and two living rooms.

It just so happens that there is an extra room as a guest room. If it is still in the old campus, I am afraid it will be a bit embarrassing.

"You must be tired, go to bed early." Su Xiuling urged.

Under Yun Zhibin's deep gaze, Yun Xiangxiang said good night obediently and went back to his room.

Then she took out her mobile phone and sent New Year greetings to her relatives and friends, and she replied to everyone who sent her a message.

Wei Shanshan's message to Yun Xiangxiang was particularly different. Besides New Year's greetings, there was another message.

Wei Shanshan: [Think about it, I'm in love, you're the only one who knows. 】

Yun Xiangxiang was really shocked. Wei Shanshan was only under 24 years old, which is the age for ordinary people to get married and fall in love.

But it's really not suitable for an artist, she didn't expect Wei Shanshan to fall in love so early.

But thinking of what Wei Shanshan once said to her, she actually just likes acting, and now that she meets love, it's normal for her to fall in love.

Yun Xiangxiang thought for a while, and after replying to everyone else, he called Wei Shanshan.

Wei Shanshan quickly connected: "Think about it, you haven't slept yet, it doesn't meet your standard that all beauties sleep out."

"I was delayed by something today, so I just saw your message. When did it happen?" Yun Xiangxiang regarded Wei Shanshan as a friend, so of course he had to care about it.

"It happened two months ago. We met on the set." Wei Shanshan said in a shy and sweet tone.

"Is he also an insider?" Yun Xiangxiang asked.

"Well, he is the second male number in my new drama. Although he is not very famous, he is very serious and hardworking. His acting skills are better than mine. He is enthusiastic and cheerful. The key is that he is very handsome..."

When Wei Shanshan talks about her boyfriend, she can't stop talking, and she can't count the advantages, as if the other party has no shortcomings at all, and the more she talks, the more excited and excited she is.

"Would you mind telling me his name?" Wei Shanshan's reaction was undoubtedly true love.