Shen Qianxue felt a little guilty about Xia Ziming beating up Song Yiming, after all, it was caused by her. But coincidentally, when she went to apologize with fruits these days, Song Geming was not at home. Because she had a lot of work to do, Shen Qianxue directly apologized to Song Yiming on QQ.
Song Yiming was a casual person and didn't care much about it. The only thing he cared about was that his handsome face was swollen for several days and his cracked lips hurt for several days. Fortunately, he was originally a patient and had a lot of medicine at home, so he didn't need to go to the hospital to buy it. Shen Qianxue found it a little funny to hear him teasing himself like this.
Two weeks later, Shen Qianxue was exhausted from work. The novel sent by Song Yiming entered the review stage, and the final manuscripts of other editors were also sent in. The review task suddenly became very heavy.
During this busy week, Yang Xiaofan was worried about her three meals a day.
Shen Qianxue could see soybean milk, fried dough sticks and Chaoshan rice noodle rolls on her desk every morning. At lunch, Yang Xiaofan also thoughtfully ordered fast food for her. Shen Qianxue would occasionally tease him for being like a full-time nanny, and Yang Xiaofan would also tease Shen Qianxue from time to time for being so thin and not taking good care of her nutrition.
Shen Qianxue always replied with a smile: "I'd rather die of thinness than be fat!"
At this time, Yang Xiaofan would shrug, raise his eyebrows, and bend the corners of his lips. Every time Shen Qianxue saw this expression, she found it very funny.
Shen Qianxue could always see the shadow of Zheng Sheng in Yang Xiaofan, but there was no news about Zheng Sheng after graduation.
Zheng Sheng was probably just a passer-by in Shen Qianxue's life, but he stayed in her heart in a unique way. Although Shen Qianxue didn't like him, she couldn't help but go up to take a look when she saw someone with his back on the street occasionally. The result was obvious, she had never really met him on the street.
"Do you think Yang Xiaofan is pursuing the editor-in-chief?"
"It's so obvious, it must be."
"I heard that Boss Xia and the editor-in-chief used to go to the same school."
"You can figure all these out, that's amazing."
On her way back to the office from the toilet, Shen Qianxue heard some gossiping female colleagues chatting. She sighed helplessly and turned to walk into her office.
As expected, where there are people, there are rumors. Now most of the colleagues in the company are discussing the relationship between Yang Xiaofan and Shen Qianxue. In addition to discussing, everyone also began to pay attention to the relationship between Shen Qianxue and Xia Ziming. Some people have dug up the fact that Shen Qianxue and Xia Ziming are alumni, and they also began to discuss that Shen Qianxue and Che Xiaoman were once close friends.
Occasionally, someone wanted to find out something from Shen Qianxue, but Shen Qianxue always kept silent and smiled, and the matter gradually passed. Just like a mottled stone, it sank into the vast ocean and disappeared in the raging waves.
"Qianxue, let's go to lunch together?" Apart from Yang Xiaofan, Xia Ziming was probably the person who appeared in Shen Qianxue's office the most. Ever since he saw that Shen Qianxue and Song Yiming had an unusual relationship, he put away his past arrogance and began to find ways to bring her back to his side. He would occasionally be as gentle as before, but still overbearing and unreasonable.
Shen Qianxue did not answer, but continued to work on the task at hand.
"I'm sorry about what happened last time. I didn't know that was the author of our company." Xia Ziming, wearing a gray suit, stood in front of Shen Qianxue's desk. His tall figure fell on Shen Qianxue's computer screen, blocking part of the light. "Qianxue, are you listening to me?"
After he said several sentences, Shen Qianxue slowly stopped typing. She raised her head, slightly moved the roller chair back, and said, "First, I think it's not within my job scope to accompany the boss for dinner." Shen Qianxue clasped her hands, leaned back on the chair, and had a very indifferent expression on her face. "Second, if you want to apologize for what happened last time, you should go to the author himself. Third, if you are really bored and have no one to accompany you, you can ask your fiancée out."
Shen Qianxue's three sentences were crisp and clear, leaving no room for maneuver.
Xia Ziming looked gloomy. He had thought that as long as he put down his pride, Shen Qianxue would come back to him. But he didn't expect that he fell in love with a girl who was straightforward.
Shen Qianxue was more resolute than he had imagined.
Maybe he just liked her neatness and efficiency.
She will wait forever because of a small promise, but will also turn around and leave because of a promise that cannot be fulfilled.
"Qianxue, sometimes I miss the time we spent together..."
"Don't miss me anymore. Even if you do, time won't go back, and I won't change my mind." Women are always much more straightforward than men in terms of feelings. Shen Qianxue didn't think so before, but recently she has understood herself better.
She knew clearly that Xia Ziming was not the person in her mind.
"Ziming, why are you here?" Che Xiaoman's voice came from outside the door. She stood at the door and pretended to knock, then stepped in with silver frosted high heels. In just two days, Che Xiaoman's chestnut curly hair turned into silky black straight hair, and the blue floral patterns on her chiffon skirt bloomed quietly. She seemed to be imitating Shen Qianxue's previous dress.
Shen Qianxue looked at Che Xiaoman's outfit and couldn't help but laugh. She was no longer the Shen Qianxue of the past, but someone was dressing herself like the Shen Qianxue of the past.
Shen Qianxue watched Che Xiaoman act coquettishly, watched her leave with Xia Ziming, and also saw the expectation of herself in Xia Ziming's eyes. He hoped to see a hint of care in her eyes.
But Shen Qianxue smiled slightly and continued to work. It was not until Xia Ziming and Che Xiaoman left that Shen Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief and stopped the work in her hands.
It turns out that pretending to be strong in front of former lovers and best friends is such a tiring thing. Every minute is like a taut string that may break at any time.
Shen Qianxue suddenly thought of O'Hara, the heroine in "Gone with the Wind". Whenever O'Hara encountered difficulties or things she didn't want to face, she would say to herself: "I won't think about it now."
Shen Qianxue sighed and decided not to think about things that were not related to work.
When I got off work, the sunset outside gave the city an orange coat. The towering buildings stood in the hustle and bustle of the rush hour, and people walked out of different office buildings, like a flowing oil painting under the golden glow.
When Shen Qianxue walked out of the office building, she felt her whole body wrapped in the warm sunset. She couldn't help but take a deep breath and stride forward.
A horn sounded from beside her, and when she came to her senses, Xia Ziming had already stopped his car in front of her.
"Get in the car, let's eat together." Shen Qianxue didn't know whether Xia Ziming was waiting for her on purpose or just happened to come out of the parking lot. But Xia Ziming's strong tone disgusted her.
"No, I have other things to do." Shen Qianxue politely rejected him.
Shen Qianxue walked directly to the side of the road, stretched out her hand to call a taxi, and hurriedly got in: "Master, go to Zhongzhu Jiuyue Community."
"Okay." After learning the destination, the driver stepped on the accelerator and drove onto the road.
Xia Ziming watched the taxi drive away and pounded the steering wheel angrily.
The light in the corridor was a little dim, and a lonely figure stood in front of the window. A few rays of setting sun were projected in from outside the window, and the setting sun fell on Shen Qianxue's profile. She stared at the flying birds in the distance in a daze.
Shen Qianxue was dressed casually, wearing a slightly transparent white chiffon long-sleeved shirt, paired with a nude pink skirt and camel-colored thick-heeled shoes. Her eyes were gentle, and she had earplugs in her ears. Some tunes came out of her nose, humming leisurely and pleasantly.
As soon as Song Yiming came up the stairs, he saw Shen Qianxue standing at the door of his house. She leaned against the door of his house, her face turned sideways, wearing headphones, listening to music, and looking at the setting sun outside the corridor window. The picture was very vivid, and Song Yiming stared blankly. If he had a paintbrush in his hand now, he might stand here and paint her.
"You are standing at my door, are you here to be a waitress for your husband?" Song Yiming smiled teasingly and walked up the last few steps.
Shen Qianxue trembled suddenly when she heard the voice, and turned to look at Song Yiming who was walking towards her with a smile.
Song Yiming is still covered in various sunscreen products and looks like a big star.
"I suddenly remembered that your contract has not been signed yet, so I brought it to you on the way." Shen Qianxue raised the rolled contract in her hand slightly, and then knocked on the door a few times. However, the contract was just a pretext for her to come to see him. She wanted to try her luck and see if he was at home. In the end, he was not at home, so she had to wait and see.
"Why didn't you tell me in advance? I need to buy some things these days, and I'm often not at home." Song Yiming showed her the fruits and daily necessities in his hands, and looked at her empty-handed, deliberately teasing, "Hey, why did you come with nothing? Shouldn't you bring some fruits or snacks or something like that?"
"I'm not here to help refugees." Shen Qianxue joked, and they both suddenly laughed at the same time.
Song Yiming took out the key and opened the door. Before going in, he told Shen Qianxue that there was a spare key on the carpet at the door. He told Shen Qianxue that she could open the door herself when she came later.
"Your sense of security is too poor, isn't it? You just tell others where you put your house key?" Shen Qianxue closed the door and looked at the pitiful amount of furniture in the house, and said, "But, a thief shouldn't be interested in an apartment like this that doesn't even have a TV, right?"
"What if he's not a thief? What if he's here for my beauty?"
"Haha." Shen Qianxue couldn't help but laughed out loud, "It's good that you have this kind of confidence!" Shen Qianxue held back her laughter and patted him on the shoulder with one hand. After seeing his confused expression, she couldn't help laughing again.
"I am naturally beautiful and I cannot help myself! Do you want to drink?" Song Yiming took out a bottle of frozen wine from the small freezer. Without waiting for Shen Qianxue's consent, he opened the bottle and poured himself a glass. Then he said to Shen Qianxue, "Girls should drink warm water. Drinking too much cold drinks can easily cause uterine coldness."
Shen Qianxue rolled her eyes at him. Song Yiming put down the cup and walked towards Shen Qianxue. He took the contract and read the contents. He felt that there was no problem, so he walked to the computer desk and signed his name with a nice pen.
Shen Qianxue was about to reach out to take the signed contract, but Song Yiming suddenly put the contract into his arms and looked at Shen Qianxue with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Shen Qianxue was a little confused, while Song Yiming had a wicked smile on his face, as if he was planning something bad...
A western restaurant at eight o'clock in the evening can be said to be the best choice for a date.
At this time, Song Yiming sat at the table and handed the menu to the waiter. Shen Qianxue sat opposite him, looking at him with a scoundrel look on her face.
Thinking back to half an hour ago——
"You're not going to give it to me?" Shen Qianxue looked at the contract hidden in Song Yiming's arms and began to suspect that she had signed a fake author.
"I want to write a romantic mystery novel recently, but I can't find the feeling of love."
Shen Qianxue questioned: "Didn't you say that you were born beautiful and could not give up? How come you don't even have a girlfriend?"
"Girlfriend, yes. Come , girlfriend, say hello to our editor-in-chief Qianqian." Song Yiming raised his left hand and kissed it, indicating that this was his girlfriend of many years.
Shen Qianxue couldn't help but roll her eyes. Finally, under his pleading, Shen Qianxue agreed to accompany him out for Western food and be his girlfriend for a night.
This time, Song Yiming did not wear a mask or sunglasses. Instead, he put the hood of his windbreaker on his head and walked out of the house with Shen Qianxue.
Along the way, they discussed where to go for dinner. Shen Qianxue wanted to go to a food stall, which was economical and affordable. But Song Yiming felt that it was not romantic, so he decided to eat Western food.
After the steak came, Song Yiming used a knife and fork to carefully cut it into small pieces. He said that although it should be romantic, it should also be convenient and filling. He was not like Shen Qianxue who pretended to be gentle and had to eat instant noodles to fill her stomach when she went home at night.
"Do I look like the kind of girl who has delicious food but doesn't eat it and instead pretends to be refined?" Shen Qianxue responded to Song Yiming while enjoying his service and eating seafood baked rice.
Song Yiming laughed and said, "No, she looks like a girl who would eat up the entire plate."
Shen Qianxue paused and rolled her eyes at him again.
"Why aren't you wearing sunglasses and a mask today? Is it okay to take off your gloves too?"
"It will be fine after the sun goes down, but I'm used to going out like this normally, so I will be fully armed even when going out at night. But today is special. I have to show my face when I'm dating a beautiful girl, right? Otherwise, people will think I'm a human trafficker." Song Yiming explained.
Song Yiming cut the steak into small pieces, put the plate in front of Shen Qianxue, and then put a paper towel in front of Shen Qianxue before starting to eat his food.
Shen Qianxue watched him complete this series of actions, smiled slightly, and asked: "Did you often go to eat Western food with girls before?"
"Yes, I often come here with a beautiful woman, but that beautiful woman is married to my father."
Shen Qianxue felt that when she was alone with Song Yiming, she could roll her eyes to the sky. He always spoke humorously, not like a writer, but like a talk show host.
Song Yiming couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Actually, what I pursue is a lifelong love. I don't want to break up just because I can't go out during the day. Girls nowadays are too impetuous, pursuing both love and material things."
Shen Qianxue stopped and stared at him, then asked, "Do you think I'm that kind of girl?"
"You're not." Song Yiming smiled mysteriously, then crossed his hands and supported his chin, and said slowly, "You're the kind of girl who can eat the plate."
The mysterious look on Song Yiming's face was broken by his own laughter, and Shen Qianxue couldn't help but roll her eyes again.
At this time, lights came on on the small stage in the western restaurant.
A long-haired girl in a flowing dress walked onto the small stage, holding a violin and a bow in her hands. The girl bowed slightly and gracefully, then placed the violin on her left shoulder. She gently pressed the violin with her chin, then gracefully pulled the bow.
The music was melodious and Shen Qianxue recognized the song. It was "Sad Spain" by French musician Nicolas de Angelos, a song that was both romantic and sad.
Shen Qianxue first heard it on the lunch break broadcast in high school. At that time, she couldn't hear the charm, but just thought it was nice. Now when she listens to it again, she feels as if she is immersed in sadness and romance.
Now, she has learned to be humorous, strong, and to face life with a smile. She will no longer drink coffee as herbal tea, nor will she order steak with blood on it. When she turned her gaze to look at Song Yiming, she felt that everything was just right.
It is actually very difficult to meet the right person in our life, right?
Thinking of this, Shen Qianxue lowered her eyes slightly, with an imperceptible smile on her lips. She put the steak dipped in black pepper sauce into her mouth and chewed it happily.
At this time, Song Yiming was intoxicated by the sound of the violin. He shook his head, hummed a tune, and tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically. He seemed to notice the gazes on him, and suddenly looked up at Shen Qianxue, smiling and inviting: "Let's go to the movies later."
Shen Qianxue looked at his expectant expression and found it very interesting. She brushed the short hair on her cheek, drank a sip of cream mushroom soup, wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and then nodded slowly and said, "I agree to you with great reluctance."
There were more people in the cinema than expected. The ticket office was full of young men and women waiting to watch an American science fiction film. Shen Qianxue and Song Yiming stood at the back of the crowd, still struggling with what to watch.
On the way here, they started to wonder where to go, and finally chose Galaxy Cinema. This cinema was originally a supermarket, but later the supermarket declined and became a cinema.
The two of them stood at the ticket office and looked for a long time, and finally chose a movie called "He is a Dragon".
The movie was still half an hour away from starting. Song Yiming took Shen Qianxue to the popcorn selling area. The two lined up to buy a bucket of popcorn and two bottles of mineral water, then found a seat in the waiting room and waited for the movie to start.
There were couples sitting around them. Song Yiming looked at the couples around him and suddenly became cynical: "Why can couples nowadays kiss and touch each other in public? They don't care about the feelings of the people around them at all."
Song Yiming was eating popcorn while discussing with Shen Qianxue: "When good-looking people are intimate with their lovers in public, that's called 'the scenery of love'; but when ugly people are, they should be struck by lightning."
Shen Qianxue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She felt that the couples around her were giving her murderous looks.
"So do you think that showing off your affection will be a beautiful sight, or will you get struck by lightning?" Shen Qianxue asked deliberately, and couldn't help but tremble with laughter.
"Then, do you want to show your love to me?" Song Yiming blinked and looked at Shen Qianxue with some anticipation.
"Ticket checking has started in Hall 3. Customers who are watching movies in Hall 3, please enter in time." The staff announced in the theater. Seeing that Shen Qianxue was a little embarrassed, Song Yiming hurriedly stood up and pulled her into the theater.
Halfway through the movie, Shen Qianxue felt a little sleepy. Not long after, her eyelids drooped uncontrollably.
Song Yiming turned his head to watch Shen Qianxue's head slowly fall on his shoulder, and smiled softly. He slowly raised his hand and gently pressed her head onto his shoulder.
Shen Qianxue relaxedly rested her head on Song Yiming's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.
When Shen Qianxue woke up, the ending theme was playing on the screen in the theater. She looked up in a daze, knowing what she had missed, and felt embarrassed and annoyed.
"Are you awake?"
"Why are the ending song playing? You knew I was asleep, so why didn't you wake me up?" Shen Qianxue looked at Song Yiming who had taken off his 3D glasses, and pouted for the first time in complaint.
The lights in the theater came on, and Song Yiming happened to see her acting like a spoiled child . He was distracted for a moment, and then he laughed out loud: "You sleep like a pig, and I can't wake you up even if I call you. I'm afraid if I wake you up, you'll bite me."
The moviegoers walked out one after another, and the cleaning lady came in carrying cleaning tools. Song Yiming stood up and took the windbreaker that was draped over Shen Qianxue: "Let's go, let's go to the beach to watch the fireworks. I heard there will be fireworks today."
Shen Qianxue looked at Song Yiming who was wearing a windbreaker, and her face flushed when she thought that she not only fell asleep leaning on Song Yiming's shoulder, but also wearing his coat. It was a shyness that she hadn't felt for a long time, a girl.
Song Yiming noticed that she blushed, but he didn't laugh at her. Instead, he held her hand and walked out of the theater. The air conditioner in the theater was too cold, so when they walked out of the theater, they felt very warm, the kind of warmth that made the coagulated blood suddenly start to flow.
There was only a road between the Galaxy Cinema and the Seaside Park. They crossed the road and walked for another five minutes to reach the beach. The sea looked like an endless darkness from afar, but in this darkness, a beam of bright light burst out, like a golden chrysanthemum.
Shen Qianxue recalled the first time she set off fireworks and that brilliant night.
Although fireworks are fleeting, the beautiful moments will remain in people's hearts.
"In fact, we are just like the fireworks. We will bloom with our own shape and brilliance, and then disappear silently." Song Yiming walked to the seawall and looked up at the night sky.
"Sometimes I feel like you're a philosopher, but sometimes I feel like you're a rogue." Shen Qianxue couldn't help but chuckle. She lifted her wind-blown hair and stared at Song Yiming's profile. His profile was soft, like a girl's. His eyes, blended with the light of fireworks, were like gems soaked in water, sparkling. There was always a hint of smile on the corner of his lips, a smile that refused to succumb to fate.
"I used to not believe in fate, and I thought those who said that people who are destined to meet each other were all liars. But later, I believed it again." Song Yiming slowly lowered his eyes and turned his head to Shen Qianxue. He stared at her, smiled gently, and gently raised his hand to push the hair on her face behind her ears: "Maybe fate is that when you first meet someone, you feel that you will meet him again in the future."
Shen Qianxue didn't know if this counted as a confession. She didn't respond to anything he said, but just stared at him until the fireworks in the distance stopped blooming, until the noise was washed away by the waves...
A few days later.
I don't know which boring newspaper reporter exposed the dating photos of Shen Qianxue and Song Yiming on the Internet, which attracted the attention of many book fans. Because of Shen Qianxue's position as the editor-in-chief, this incident also had an unfriendly impact on the company. But fortunately, Song Yiming is not a big star. As long as the book is well written, there will be readers who pay for it.
Song Yiming did not explain the incident in detail, but instead posted a post on Weibo to ridicule the reporter, saying that the angle of the photo was not good and that they all looked ugly, and he hoped that he would improve next time. Because of his humor, the readers who came to watch the video gave him good comments.
Shen Qianxue didn't pay much attention to entertainment gossip, but she never thought that she would become a headline one day. It was funny to think about it.
"Have you heard that our editor-in-chief and the boss of the company used to be a couple?"
"I heard they graduated from the same school."
"I heard that Shen Qianxue stayed here to work just to compete with Che Xiaoman for men."
"terrible."
"Keep your voice down, it would be bad if someone heard you."
When Shen Qianxue passed by the company corridor, she heard several women talking in private. When they saw her coming, they hurriedly walked in other directions. Shen Qianxue didn't care, just took a look and walked into her office.
I don't know when these rumors started to spread in the company. Words like vixen, mistress, and third party were all used to describe Shen Qianxue, but she didn't care too much and was too lazy to explain.
These days, Yang Xiaofan was always called by Che Xiaoman to do things, and he never stopped for a moment, so recently people talked less about her and Yang Xiaofan. Instead, they started to say that Yang Xiaofan failed to pursue the editor-in-chief and turned to pursue the administrative director.
Shen Qianxue didn't want to speculate too much, so she opened the document and began to conduct a final review of Song Yiming's manuscript. Since the problem was not serious, she just glanced through it and then began to contact the cover designer.
During this time, Song Yiming would often pop up on QQ, teasing Shen Qianxue and asking her when she would go out with him. Shen Qianxue also teased him: "If you come out during the day, I will go out with you every day."
"Why are you bringing up something else?" Song Yiming sent another expression of covering his face, seeming helpless.
Shen Qianxue suddenly thought of something. It seemed that the company was having a group gathering today and they were going to sing.
Someone in the work group started to make a fuss yesterday, so Xia Ziming and Che Xiaoman decided on the venue and time for the singing, which was near the company. Shen Qianxue thought, why not invite Song Yiming as well? The time was 8:30 in the evening , when there was no sun.
"The company is organizing a singing party tonight at 8:30, would you like to come?" Shen Qianxue tentatively typed this sentence into the chat window. The other party quickly replied: "Then, are you inviting me in the name of the company or in your personal name?"
“Is there a difference?”
"I am only in partnership with your company, and we have a very shallow relationship. I will never go. But it's different if you invite me personally. You are willing to accompany me to dinner and movies, so of course I am willing to accompany you to sing."
"You talk as if I'm begging you." Shen Qianxue rolled her eyes through the screen, but finally softened her attitude and invited him to go on a personal basis.
Song Yiming was so proud of himself that he filled the entire screen with victory gestures.
"You're just asking for it." Song Yiming replied.
Shen Qianxue felt that his self-confidence had grown to the point where he could fly to the moon.
At 8:30 pm, everyone who had agreed to go to the karaoke had gone to eat and gathered at the entrance of the KTV. However, the number of people who actually arrived was not as many as expected. Some colleagues did not come due to some unexpected matters, so only a dozen people actually arrived.
Shen Qianxue stood at the door for a long time, looking around. The gathering time had passed, but Song Yiming was still nowhere to be seen. Just as everyone was urging her to come in, a familiar figure walked out from under the street light. The owner of the figure was still wearing a navy blue long-sleeved windbreaker, and his flowing and soft short hair was covered by a hat. He walked towards Shen Qianxue, showing a faint smile, then naturally pulled down his hat and appeared in front of everyone.
"I was helping an old lady cross the road and delayed her for a while." When Song Yiming said this, many people laughed.
"Are you an elementary school student? How can you tell such a childish lie?" Shen Qianxue couldn't help but complain, and then the two of them followed the crowd into the private room.
Along the way, everyone was curious whether Song Yiming and Shen Qianxue were really dating. This topic continued until everyone started to request songs.
The two of them sat down, Xia Ziming and Che Xiaoman sat at seats facing them at right angles. Xia Ziming looked at Song Yiming as if he was looking at an enemy.
Song Yiming seemed to feel Xia Ziming's fiery gaze, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look in that direction. The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if a fire burst out. Song Yiming smiled slightly, and then leaned close to Shen Qianxue's ear and whispered. Shen Qianxue was amused by his words and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
This scene was very annoying to Xia Ziming. Just as Xia Ziming was about to get up and sit next to Shen Qianxue, his cell phone rang. It was Xia's father calling, so Xia Ziming had to walk out of the room to answer it. As soon as Xia Ziming walked into the corridor, Shen Qianxue was dragged by her colleagues to order songs.
At this time, Che Xiaoman stood up and sat next to Song Yiming.
Song Yiming was a little resistant at first, but he didn't know what to say, so he just moved aside. Che Xiaoman kept asking questions about the inspiration for the novel and praised his novel highly.
Song Yiming couldn't bear to listen to the praise any more and just asked, "Then tell me which book of mine you like best? Which plot attracts you the most?"
"I..." Che Xiaoman was speechless. After all, she had never read any of Song Yiming's works. There were only brand names in her life, not books.
"My novel is not suitable for people like you. It's normal that you haven't read it." Song Yiming smiled gently, stood up and walked to the song machine. He randomly ordered a song and prioritized it. After the person in front finished singing, he took the microphone and walked to the front. His singing voice was not good, but it was comfortable to listen to. After he finished singing, he turned his eyes to Shen Qianxue and said, "This song is for my girlfriend Qianxue."
"girlfriend?"
"So they are really dating?"
"Is this officially open?" The colleagues in the room were all excited. Many of them shouted, "Give me a kiss, give me a kiss."
Shen Qianxue was suddenly stunned, wondering if this was considered a forced confession?
"Qianxue, I've expressed my opinion. Shouldn't you respond?" Song Yiming smiled cunningly, as if he was sure that Shen Qianxue would not reject him in front of so many people.
Shen Qianxue chuckled softly, admitting defeat to Song Yiming's cunningness. She smiled and walked forward, kissing his cheek.
Others laughed and applauded, some said they were just showing off their affection, but for the two of them, they had just confirmed their relationship.
Yang Xiaofan sat there with his hands clasped together, feeling unhappy. But looking at Song Yiming, he felt that he was no match for him, so he didn't mind the fact that Shen Qianxue already had a boyfriend. However, this scene was seen by Xia Ziming who just walked in after making a phone call.
Xia Ziming immediately turned gloomy and left without looking back. Che Xiaoman noticed Xia Ziming's departure, hurriedly picked up her handbag, and chased after him in high heels. The colleagues who stayed behind continued to sing, and Song Yiming said he had a date with his girlfriend, so he took Shen Qianxue back first.
When they walked out of the KTV, the outside was already a world of neon lights. The city was bustling with activity everywhere at night. Shen Qianxue was about to ask Song Yiming where he was going to take her on a date, but Song Yiming walked to the side of the road and called a taxi.
The taxi stopped at her doorstep. Shen Qianxue was a little surprised and didn't know what Song Yiming was up to.
Song Yiming suddenly kissed her forehead gently and said, "Girls should avoid going to places like KTV, as there are too many people and too many places. And if you go home too late, your family will worry."
After Song Yiming finished speaking, Shen Qianxue couldn't help but check the time. It was already eleven o'clock. She looked up at Song Yiming again. Song Yiming's smile was very dim under the night light, like a cup of warm water, plain but very heartwarming.
"Yeah." Shen Qianxue smiled slightly and lowered her head gently, and the lost sense of happiness was recovered little by little.
Song Yiming watched her walk into the corridor before turning around and leaving. She suddenly remembered that she hadn't finished speaking, so she stumbled back to look for it.
She looked at his back as he walked away, and said silently in her heart: "Song Yiming, thank you for sending me home."
Shen Qianxue walked silently towards her floor, and the sensor lights in the corridor lit up one by one. If she hadn't seen the cake on the table when she opened the door, she might have forgotten that today was her birthday.
There were unlit candles on the cake, and it was written: "Qianxue, happy birthday!" The person who was originally waiting for her to come home had fallen asleep on the sofa due to being so sleepy.
Zhang Meiwen curled up, sleeping soundly, with a slight smile on her lips, as if she had celebrated Shen Qianxue's birthday in her dream. Shen Qianxue walked over quietly and covered her with an air-conditioned quilt.
Shen Qianxue squatted quietly in front of the sofa, looking at the white hair in Zhang Meiwen's hair and her increasing wrinkles. Suddenly, she felt that her mother was really old.
She used to hate Zhang Meiwen, but later she finally understood that Zhang Meiwen's aggressiveness was only because she had been hurt before. But from now on, she will protect her well and never let her get hurt again.
Shen Qianxue leaned over and kissed her cheek, then walked to the table and lit the candles on the cake. Looking at the blazing candlelight, she closed her eyes and made a wish: peace and success.