Chapter 137 "We Are All Forgotten" (6)

Su Zhinian frowned, and was about to kick the chair behind her and get up when she heard Song Qingchun's footsteps running from her bedroom to the study. He immediately stabilized his figure, lowered his head and continued to read the documents, and then She heard a knock on the door, accompanied by her soft voice: "Mr. Su?"

It's obviously a different tone from the tone he used to talk to himself just now... Su Zhinian tried hard to suppress the corners of his lips, coughed lightly, and then said unhurriedly, "Come in."

The door was quickly pushed open a crack, Song Qingchun didn't come in, but poked a head in, with big black and bright eyes, looking at the place where Su Zhinian was sitting: "Mr. Su, I forgot to ask you just now, you What to eat?"

That's why she made a big fuss and said "Oops" just now? Su Zhinian lifted his eyes from the document, looked at Song Qingchun for a moment, and said in a very calm tone, "You decide."

"Then do you have any taboos? Or don't you particularly like to eat?"

"It's all good."

"I see, Su Da..." Song Qingchun stopped in an instant as he waved his hand goodbye to Su Zhinian.

Oops, she was too fluent, she was called "Su Dapai", he was looking at her, obviously he had heard the first two words...

Song Qingchun's big black eyes rolled around twice, grunting, and then his eyebrows and eyes turned into crescents with a smile, and forcefully twisted the sound of the word "Pai" that was almost pronounced: "... handsome guy !"

Then, before Su Zhinian could react, he slammed the door behind him with a "bang", and slipped away.

It wasn't until the sound of the bedroom door closing that Su Zhinian heard Song Qingchun patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, this girl responded in a timely manner. If he finds out, I'll give him so many nicknames..."

Song Qingchun let out a cold voice as if he didn't dare to think about the consequences.

She seemed to be lying on the bed again, and when she was watching something with her mobile phone and tapping the screen from time to time, there would be small crackling sounds.

After about a minute, she said again: "Do you want to eat this? This is delicious, but the decoration is a bit shabby. He is a Su Jie addict. He will definitely find it too dirty to eat... Forget it, Let me go eat with my little assistant some other day!"

"Then this one...the place is clean and grand...well, I forgot, this is a private club, you need a card, I didn't renew the fee...hey, Beijing Grand Hotel? Going to eat every day is a bit annoying...Xu Xian Lou? Hangzhou cuisine, does he like it? It’s so troublesome, why didn’t he just tell her what to eat, and let me order it!”

Hearing Song Qingchun's complaints, Su Zhinian was a little distracted, so he simply closed the document, then pulled out the diary that he had pressed under, opened it, picked up the pen, listened to Song Qingchun's chatter, and wrote again. Keep a diary.

On December 21, 2015, at two o'clock in the morning, there were stars but no moon.

In order to express her gratitude, Tingting actually offered to invite me to dinner. I was very happy. I wanted to agree directly, but seeing that Christmas will be in a few days, so I changed the excuse, and then she took another one for me. Nickname: Big Su.

In fact, I am not a big name, I just want to spend a Christmas with her whom I have been looking for for ten years and have liked for seven years.

In the seventeen years I've known her, I've never spent Christmas with her.