Song Ye's white moonlight stand-in, I'm not right

Chapter 112 Please follow the script

Song Yan, who had always been rebellious, suddenly used the word "begging" at this time. He thought Qi Yue was so unreasonable. He disappeared for a night and was sent back by another man. Now he still looks like he doesn't care about his clothes.

Qi Yue also felt that he was unreasonable. Since he didn't even have this kind of trust, why bother to pretend to be affectionate and question her?Qi Yue doesn't like him.

"When did you open the studio, why didn't you tell me?"

"Do you care?" Qi Yue looked at him calmly and said.

Two people are more stubborn than the other, and stronger than the other.

Leaving aside her hypocritical gentleness, Qi Yue is a complete little thorn in the side. When Song Yan loses her temper, she is even more stubborn than the one who loses her temper.

Gradually, Song Yan's temper will also be worn out by her.

She just wanted Song Yan to know, to let him know that love or not, and failure to handle the relationship, will inevitably cause harm to the other party.

Song Yan lowered his voice. At the beginning, the mix of worry and anger somewhat burned his rationality. Now that he gradually calmed down, he felt that he had really misunderstood Qi Yue.

He should have asked Qi Yue about the studio, instead of holding on to the person who sent her back.

"Let's talk, tell me about your studio." Song said.

Qi Yue raised her eyes to look at his face, she was so haggard that she didn't even notice.She coughed lightly to hide her guilty conscience: "After returning from Yunzhou, I usually go there to paint some paintings occasionally. Pei Jingxuan helped find the house, so he knows."

"It was too late at the end of last night, so I turned off my phone and stayed there. I just woke up in the morning and I was ready to come back, but it's not easy to take a taxi in the suburbs, and you don't know my exact location, so I asked Pei Jingxuan."

"There are so many explanations, believe it or not."

Qi Yue explained the meaning of Zheng and Song Yan, and he believed it without saying a word. He walked to Qi Yue with a stern face, leaned his chin against her shoulder for a while, and said lightly: "I called you a lot last night. You didn’t answer the phone, and then simply turned off the phone.”

"I'm worried about you, I didn't sleep all night, and I didn't go to work today."

"Qi Yue, I've been very busy recently, and I can't allocate more energy to you. I will make up for you when I'm done with this time."

"Wait for me, okay?"

It is rare for a person to wait for another person for three to five years in a lifetime. Song Yan has already wasted her past three years, how long do you want her to wait for him?
Qi Yue didn't agree to him, but the two of them pushed away gently, "I'm a little tired, you pack up and go to work, the company can't do without you."

Song Yan said "Yes" and let her go.

Song Yan really didn't close his eyes all night. From yesterday morning to this morning, he stayed up for more than 20 hours. As soon as Qi Yue came back, he watched her lie down and went to the company again.

After Song Yan left, Qi Yue got out of bed, charged her phone, and went to find Song Yan's tablet that she had used that day, but she couldn't find it.

Song Yan would not deliberately hide it in front of her, but he would not bring those confidential documents to her to read. He would often work alone in the study until midnight, and then return to Qi Yue when Qi Yue was sleepy. In the bedroom, lying beside her, fell asleep just looking at her back from afar.

Qi Yue went to the study to look through the materials on the table. They were all projects that the Song Group had worked on before. It is estimated that Song Yan was studying. In short, there is nothing recent.

Did Song Yan take her away inadvertently or was he guarding against her? Qi Yue didn't know.

She tidied up the files and put them back where they belonged, and came out of the study.

She always felt that Qi Huan should do something now, why didn't she hear anything?

There is also that Cheng Zhen who didn't call back after asking for her number. Song Yan also said that he would consider their home's building materials, but he didn't mention it in the past two days.

It seems that everything she carefully designed did not follow the path she hoped for. After writing the script, the actors were unwilling to follow the script and had to find another way.

Qi Yue watered the flowers and plants she put on the balcony, and then fell asleep.

This time I really fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was dark outside the window, black clouds enveloped the earth, extremely gloomy, and o's mood also became depressed.

She looked at the time, and it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

The text messages Song Yan sent at noon were still lit with red dots, Qi Yue only looked at the displayed one, asked her if she was busy, and asked her to reply when she was done.

Qi Yue thought for a while, then sent him a reply.

【Just woke up. 】

After the message was sent, nothing came of it. It is estimated that Song Yan was too busy to see what she sent.

She rubbed her flat stomach and thought about it, she seemed to have not had any water since last night.

When I didn't pay attention, I felt neither hungry nor thirsty. If I paid a little attention, the hunger crawled up densely like bone-eating maggots, and my whole body had no strength.

She opened the refrigerator, and Song Yan was still full of fruits and vegetables added two days ago, Qi Yue was in trouble.

Should she wait for Song Yan to come back and eat together, or should she eat first.

After thinking about it, she unconsciously touched the tomato. She swallowed, took the tomato and eggs, and planned to give herself a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

When I was looking for noodles, I realized that they were gone. Also, the ones Song Yan bought had already been eaten.

She changed her slippers and went to the supermarket downstairs to buy noodles. Unfortunately, as soon as she went downstairs, the raindrops slammed down like beads from a broken string and landed on the ground. Soon, the ground was wet. .

Qi Yue stood at the stairs and frowned for a while, and a drenched couple came running beside him. The man covered his girlfriend's head with his hands, but both of them were drenched.

"It's so cold." The woman complained to her boyfriend.

The man looked at his girlfriend dotingly, and comforted him: "Hey, I'll be home soon, turn on the air conditioner when I get home, and I'll warm your bed."

The two rushed into the building and jumped straight to the elevator.

It's early November, Jiang City is cold, but it still hasn't snowed.

Thinking about the distance from here to the supermarket, Qi Yue didn't think it was very far, so she hesitated for a while before rushing into the rain.

It was really cold, but luckily she had wrapped in a thick coat when she went downstairs and put on a big hood, so she got wet when she got wet.

After buying noodles in the supermarket, Qi Yue ran back again, and it took less than 10 minutes.

She blanched and peeled the tomatoes, then boiled water on the gas stove, and waited for the next noodles.

It was already 04:30 when she finished tossing and a bowl of delicious tomato and egg noodles was served.

It would be too early for Song Yan to come back if he worked overtime, and Qi Yue didn't plan to wait for him, so he sat in the dining room alone and finished eating the noodles.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the humidity is also increasing. It was cold before, but now it is damp and cold.

The official notice said that the heating will be turned on on the [-]th. It has not yet reached the [-]th, but it will be soon.

Qi Yue washed the dishes with hot water, and stood by the balcony watching for a while, feeling more and more irritable.

On weekdays, Song Yan would text her during dinner time, but today he didn't move at all.

Qi Yue took out her phone, and the page stopped at Song Yan's text messages, and she didn't take the initiative for a long time.

After six o'clock, she stopped waiting for text messages and sat by the air conditioner watching variety shows.

Qi Yue thought that Song Yan would come after working overtime, but he didn't return all night.

In the dark, Qi Yue felt that Song Yan seemed to be taking revenge on herself for not calling him the day before yesterday and missing him.

(End of this chapter)