Mortal Romance

"Wait." Song Yile blinked slyly, stretched out her hand and smoothed out the folds of Shen Yunhuai's clothes.

Shen Yunhuai lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yile's hair twirling when he lowered his head. The sunlight above his head flickered on and off, making the shadows of the two of them intertwine into an intimate look. Not separated.It seems that when the world was born, it should have been so beautiful in the first place, scribbled in black and white, regardless of you and me.

Then Shen Yunhuai laughed very lightly, it was more like a sigh leaking from his throat, causing Song Yile to look up and give him a puzzled look.

"It's nothing." Shen Yunhuai smiled, and hugged Song Yile's slender waist through his coat, "I'm just a little nervous."

Also a little excited.

After entering the ward, Papa Song had already fallen asleep, only Song Yun was sitting aside, wringing out the dripping hot towel in her hand, and slowly and gently wiping Papa Song's arm hanging by her side and trapped in the quilt.Seeing the sound beside him, he turned his head, and first saw Shen Yunhuai beside Song Yile, looking down, it was the two of them holding hands tightly.

She withdrew her gaze and smiled at Shen Yunhuai: "Come?"

"Professor." Shen Yunhuai nodded and replied.

"Just fell asleep." Song Yun looked at Papa Song who was sleeping with eyes closed, and said apologetically, "Otherwise, I can show him what my future daughter-in-law looks like."

Hearing this, Song Yile looked at Song Yun in a daze, then at Shen Yunhuai, and rolled his eyes at him with an overjoyed smile.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when the three of them walked out of the hospital side by side, and Shuofeng got into the gaps in the clothes with snow and graupel, making people shiver with cold.Shen Yunhuai actually asked Song Yun if he wanted to eat something together, but before Song Yun could object, Song Yile tilted his head in dissatisfaction, and counted how many hours Shen Yunhuai hadn't slept with his fingers.

That's what happened.For the past two days, Shen Yunhuai has been busy communicating with the organizer about the process of the awards ceremony. After staying up for two big nights, he finally closed his eyes and dozed off. Before the full two hours, he was woken up early this morning by a call from Li Mi Bars deal with rioters.Song Yile raised his head and looked at the purple that was clearly visible in Shen Yunhuai's eyes, and the gray-blue beard that had just sprouted around his mouth, which he had never seen before. He felt novelty and distressed at the same time.

"Don't go back to sleep again, I," Song Yile paused, as if he was entangled in some threat, it would be more deterrent, "I'll ask An Bo to scratch you."

"Scratched your face." He added nonchalantly.

Shen Yunhuai smacked and smacked his lips, dazedly tasting the sweetness in the children's words from the potion-scented bodies of the two of them.

So he raised his hand, pretending to surrender: "I was wrong, let me go."

It's very naive, but the two of them enjoy the way of threatening and subduing each other.

Song Yun folded her arms and listened to the conversation between the two. She had never seen such a spoiled and spoiled son.In the long river of her memory, the 20-year-old Song Yile was silent and obedient, and she never let him be different; the 21-year-old Song Yile was calm and calm, and never showed his emotions on his face; The big company was standing in front of her, and before she had time to praise his son's success, Song Yile tore the thin letter paper with lowered eyes and gritted his teeth.

The creases and cracks on the letter paper scattered all over the place lie there quietly, and the black and white letters are clearly printed, as if mocking the failed family relationship.

Song Yun suddenly felt a little melancholy. After all, her child grew up secretly in a place she could not see, just like the mango tree planted in her hometown, even though it was not born at the right time, it still bloomed gorgeously. Full-bodied and crystal-clear fruit.One ebbs and another grows, and Shen Yunhuai is the answer he brought to him.

Even the two of them didn't think so long, but Song Yun felt that if it was them, they would probably accompany each other through the long journey of life.

Watching Song Yun take a taxi to leave, the two went back to the temporary hotel - Shen Yunhuai took advantage of the hard-earned few minutes before the plane took off to book in a hurry.Song Yile glanced at the reservation page shown on Shen Yunhuai's mobile phone, and the three large characters □□luǒ of a big bed room were placed on it. Before he had time to be ashamed, the front desk lady handed over a room card without hearing anything from the window, slowly After saying "good night", the eyelids were in a daze but they were not lifted.

Four o'clock in the morning, an ambiguous time that divides day and night, there are occasional roars of vehicles passing by outside the half-open windows for ventilation, the big city is always a city that never sleeps, some people suffer from insomnia during the day, and some people wake up at night, but Song Yile is a rare the former.

Father's condition is better than imagined, at least now according to the doctor, his life is not in danger, and the tension of the whole day can be regarded as relaxed. After taking a bath and feeling comfortable, Song Yile threw himself into the soft bed In the bed, he let out a long breath, and said to Shen Yunhuai, "If you go to Paris tomorrow, you still have time to catch the awards ceremony, right?"

"In time," Shen Yunhuai waved to Song Yile, "but we won't be in time."

Song Yile sat in front of Shen Yunhuai, resting the back of his head on his shoulder, and asked, "Why?"

Shen Yunhuai's voice quickly faded into the roar of the blower fan, the warm wind and powerful fingertips stroked the wet hair tips together, Shen Yunhuai's movements were very light, but gentle but also carefully fiddled with his hair, feeling very comfortable Song Yile suddenly felt drowsy, but thinking of the answer he hadn't heard in his mind, he forced himself to open his eyes to stay awake.