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Chapter 134 Song Yi, I Like You

Facing Tang Wanqing's entanglement, Song Yi refused to admit that he had woken up a long time ago.

She didn't listen to a single word she said.

Tang Wanqing didn't answer Song Yi's avoidance, she didn't know whether to believe it or not.

Believe it or not, how did he know that he had said such a thing.

Letter, he kept denying that he didn't have it, he guessed it.

In her heart, she prefers the second situation, because in this way, she will not be so embarrassed.

When she thought of what he said and heard her second sentence "When you confess, it's when you sleep with him", she shyly scratched her feet.

I have no face to face people at all!

The two returned from the same road at the top of the mountain, took the cable car back down the mountain, then had a meal, and continued to take the battery car in the scenic area to the "Shuiyue Pavilion".

This is the starting point for walking to watch the Blue Moon Valley.

Because it is not the peak season, there are not many people in the scenic spot, and it is very comfortable in twos and threes.

The two traveled along the water promenade on the shore of the lake.

While walking, Tang Wanqing introduced to Song Yi: "It is said that this lake is left from the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, and the azure lake looks like a blue moon inlaid under the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, mysterious and romantic.

They also said that as long as couples come here to travel together and drink a sip of the lake here, they will be together forever and get married. "

"Just listen to these words, whoever believes is a fool."

Song Yi smiled and said, "If it was so accurate, the lake would probably have been sold out due to the greed of the capitalists."

"Don't be such a disappointment, okay, I don't understand romance at all."

"I'm just telling you the truth."

Tang Wanqing retorted: "In fact, there are some things, the facts are not very important, and no one wants to know, just like the Qixi Festival, the current technology can be sure that there will be no Magpie Bridge, no Cowherd, and no Weaver Girl, but everyone still believes in Cowherd And the story of Zhinu, why?"

"Because everyone's psychology needs such a beautiful story." Song Yi replied casually.

"That's not it."

Tang Wanqing smiled and said, "It's a good thing you're still a screenwriter, so you can't be more romantic? It's a little fantasy, don't be so realistic."

"you are wrong."

Song Yi replied: "It is because I am a screenwriter that I know the reason and purpose of each story, and I know whether it is true or false."

"I won't tell you, I can't tell you."

Tang Wanqing pursed her lips and said, "Anyway, I believe its beautiful legend is true."

After finishing speaking, she ignored this boring, unromantic man and started to play alone.

Originally, he was expecting him to confess his love to him romantically, but it seemed that there was no hope at all.

When the two reached the rest area, Tang Wanqing was a little tired, so she found a seat and sat down to rest.

"Wait for me, I'll come as soon as I go." Song Yi greeted, got up and walked away, disappearing from her sight.

Tang Wanqing looked at his back, a little puzzled, not knowing what he was going to do.

After a while, Song Yi came back.

Tang Wanqing asked curiously, "What did you do just now?"

"Going to do something bad."

Song Yi looked around, then carefully opened his backpack, took out a bottle of water from it, and handed it to her.

"???" Tang Wanqing said.

"Put your ear close and I'll tell you."

Tang Wanqing tilted her head slightly, and Song Yi's breath was in her ears, a little itchy.

Song Yi listened and said in a low voice: "I just poured out the water in the bottle, and then quietly filled a bottle with water from the lake."

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After Tang Wanqing finished listening, she turned her head, looked at Song Yi in disbelief, and then suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing, I took a big risk, drink up."

Song Yi said: "I've already had a sip, and I'm missing you."

"Oh."

Tang Wanqing looked at the crystal clear water in the bottle and asked, "Are you sure this is water from the lake?"

"Exactly!"

"OK then."

Tang Wanqing nodded happily, picked up the bottle, unscrewed the cap, took a sip, and said, "This water is different, it's a little sweeter."

"Then if we do this, will we finally get married like the legend?" Song Yi asked.

"It should be possible."

Tang Wanqing smiled and said, "However, didn't you say that only fools believe it, so why did you do such a stupid thing?"

"It's better to believe what it has than to believe it doesn't."

Song Yi put the water back into the bag again, and replied: "For our love, let's add an insurance policy. When we get thirsty later, let's drink a few more sips, which will be more insured."

"." Tang Wanqing.

She looked at Song Yi who had suddenly become a little naive, and at this moment in her heart, there was nothing unhappy, but a little moved.

He just said that he doesn't understand romance, and now he's slapped him in the face.

The water in Blue Moon Valley is very cold, refreshing to drink.

But the water she drank just now was obviously not, it was just a bottle of ordinary mineral water that had been in the bag for a long time.

But he told himself yes, and she believed it was.

Because at this point, the truth doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing is that Song Yi is willing to do such a stupid thing for her.

This is enough.

"Let's go."

Tang Wanqing smiled and said, "After drinking the water from Blue Moon Lake that you stole for me, I was revived with full health, and I can continue shopping again."

Song Yi looked at Tang Wanqing who was in a good mood beside him, and smiled secretly.

The lie I told was worth it.

He knew that he might not have lied to the other party just now.

But he still swears that it is.

why?
Because he knew that as long as he did this, Tang Wanqing would like it very much and be very happy.

She wishes she could do the same.

As for the truth, who cares?
He didn't care, and Tang Wanqing didn't even care.

As long as two people are willing to believe, the mineral water is the mysterious blue lake water.

The two walked side by side for a while, when Tang Wanqing suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you leave?" Song Yi asked.

Tang Wanqing turned to look at him, and said, "Extend your hand."

"Um???"

Song Yi stretched out his left hand in doubt.

Tang Wanqing stretched out her right hand, held it tightly, and pulled her up: "Okay, let's go."

"What do you mean?" Song Yi asked.

"what do you mean?"

"You know what I mean."

"That's what I mean."

Tang Wanqing said: "Why, you still don't want to hold hands with me?"

"No."

Song Yi squeezed Tang Wanqing's smooth and delicate hands, and said with a smile, "The main reason is that this happiness came so suddenly, and I'm not at ease."

"Then do you want to hold it?"

"Of course I do."

"I just wanted to take it too."

Tang Wanqing faced Song Yi and looked into his eyes affectionately.

"Song Yi, I like you."

"."

"So from now on, I, Tang Wanqing, will be your girlfriend, Song Yi."

"what?!"

Song Yi never expected that Tang Wanqing would suddenly confess her love to him without any warning.

For a moment, facing Tang Wanqing's affectionate eyes, she didn't know what to say.

His mind became hot, and he asked: "In this situation, in the next plot, should it be my turn to kiss you?"

"." Tang Wanqing.

The originally very romantic atmosphere was suddenly destroyed by Song Yi.

Tang Wanqing was really looking forward to Song Yi's kiss just now, and she was mentally prepared for a romantic kiss in this beautiful Blue Moon Valley.

But now, there is no atmosphere at all, okay?

She was angry and a little funny, and asked: "Every time you kiss a girl, do you have to ask first?"

"I've never kissed in my life." Song Yi said honestly.

After all, in two lifetimes combined, he has only been in love once, provided that those who give money don't count.

"Who are you lying to?"

"Not really."

Song Yi said: "How about, let's continue what we did just now, let's continue."

"In your dreams."

Tang Wanqing glared at him, let go of her hand, turned around with a coquettish smile, "There is only one chance, you didn't grasp it, don't blame me."

"Can you give me another chance?" Song Yi chased after him.

"There is no chance, you can wait for the next time."

"When was that?"

"I do not know either."

"." Song Yi.

Hey, his intestines are turning green with regret now.

In that situation just now, why did I say such a mindless thing?

It's such a good opportunity to be wasted by myself.

When they wandered around Blue Moon Valley until [-]:[-] pm, the two returned along the same road, and then drove the Wrangler back to Lijiang.

After shopping for a day, Tang Wanqing got into the car and chatted with Song Yi for a while before falling asleep.

Song Yi lowered the volume of the music and turned up the air conditioner.

The mountain road had some bends, so he slowed down as much as possible to make the car smoother.

On the way back, Song Yi thought about what happened to him today.

Obviously, the journey along the way was uneventful, and I didn't do any amazing romantic feats.

But the relationship between himself and Tang Wanqing has inexplicably made great progress.

Although I knew she liked me before, and I took the initiative to confess to her, the two of them knew it well, and it was a matter of time before they got together.

But after all, Tang Wanqing's face was still tense, and she didn't give a clear answer.

But now, it's different.

By the lake, Tang Wanqing took the initiative to hold her hand, and the moment she confessed her love, the relationship between them had been formalized.

Song Yi didn't expect that he would fall in love with a woman older than himself and start a sister-brother relationship.

As for whether the two will eventually get married like in the legend of Blue Moon Lake, Song Yi doesn't think about it.

Live well in the present, and it will be fine. Who knows what will happen in the future.

Back at the Lijiang Inn, Song Yi woke up Tang Wanqing.

The two found a restaurant at random, had a meal, and then strolled around the night view of Lijiang Old Town together.

Because the relationship between the two is different, the mentality is different, and the feelings of the night scene are also different.

Lijiang is full of flowers tonight, half of life is poetry, half is fireworks.

Song Yi took Tang Wanqing's hand and walked down the street, the lights were dim, the breeze was blowing, the time was light, and everything he encountered was beautiful.

Back at the inn at night, the two stood at the door of their own rooms.

Tang Wanqing: "Then I went in?"

"Well, let's go to rest early, we are leaving for Erhai Lake in Dali tomorrow."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Song Yi didn't go back until Tang Wanqing entered the room.

After some simple washing, he began to seriously write the script.

Tang Wanqing didn't have such a good attitude, she was still immersed in today's sweet love.

After taking a beautiful cow petal bath, she lay on the sofa, thinking what Song Yi was doing now?

So she resisted picking up the phone and sent a voice message to the other party.

[Beautiful girl warrior: Song Yi, what are you doing? 】

Soon the other party replied.

[The dream of nine hundred million girls: I'm writing a script, what's wrong? 】

Tang Wanqing thought about it.

[Beautiful girl and strong man: I'm a little bored and can't sleep. 】

Song Yi looked at Tang Wanqing's message.

[The dream of nine hundred million girls: If you are really bored and can't sleep, come here and write the script with me. 】

[Beautiful girl strong man: Will I bother you like this? 】

[The dream of nine hundred million girls: If you want to interrupt, you have already disturbed me now, come here, it's okay. 】

[Beautiful girl strong man: Alright, I'm here, open the door for me. 】

Tang Wanqing put away her phone, raised the corners of her mouth, put on her slippers, opened the door and ran out.

When he came to the door of Song Yi's room, he just opened the door.

"come in."

After arriving at Song Yi's room, Tang Wanqing was not polite and directly occupied his sofa.

Seeing this, Song Yi said, "You can watch TV by yourself with a slightly lower volume, that's fine."

After speaking, he picked up the computer, changed its location, and continued typing.

Tang Wanqing was not interested in TV at all, after watching it for a while, she sat down beside Song Yi.

She poured Song Yi a glass of water and asked curiously, "What kind of story are you writing? Can you tell me about it?"

"It's better for you to see for yourself, it's more immersive."

Song Yi smiled and said, "I'll send the plot of the first two episodes I'm writing to your phone."

"it is good."

After Tang Wanqing received the document, she honestly returned to the sofa and read it seriously.

Seeing this, Song Yi smiled and continued writing.

Half an hour later, Tang Wanqing put down her phone and asked, "Song Yi, was that judge Jiang Yang killed by that man from the subway station?"

"I can't say." Song Yi replied while writing.

"Then, who is that mysterious person who mailed the photo to the newspaper?"

"You can't say either."

"Who killed Hou Guiping?"

"do not know."

"." Tang Wanqing.

She said dissatisfied: "You are so annoying, if I had known this, I would not have watched it."

"The greatest charm of suspense dramas is to compose various confusing plots through the fragmentary clues given by the screenwriter.

Then let everyone think, combine the clues they know, and then discover the process of finding out the truth. "

"Song Yi, when you wrote the script, how did you allow yourself to play so many roles at the same time, write so many real details, and then connect them together?"

Tang Wanqing admired: "I'm getting dizzy just looking at it, and you still have to write it out bit by bit."

"Different."

Song Yi said: "First of all, from the perspective of God, I filtered out the main line and core of the whole story I want to write.

Then I slowly pushed from the back to the front, supplementing branch lines, details, filling in specific plots, so that the chain is interlocking. "

"But if you can figure it out, it's amazing."

"Of course."

Song Yi smiled and said, "Otherwise, you think anyone can become a screenwriter.

Especially for suspense dramas, which have high requirements for details and logic, it is not easy to write well. "

"Then are you confident?" Tang Wanqing asked.

Song Yi said confidently: "There should be no problem with the script, as long as the actor's role is well grasped during filming, it should not be a big problem."

"Oh."

Tang Wanqing smiled and urged: "Then write quickly, I won't bother you anymore, I still want to watch the next plot."

"." Song Yi.
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