Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 82
"What do you think?" Song Qian asked with pitiful eyes.

Zhao Hao bit his lower lip and thought about it again and again, secretly speaking in his heart, and finally said after a long time:
"I don't know, maybe you have foresight, maybe I can't do anything. It is indeed impossible for the fire of love to burn hot all the time."

"Just like Sister Tong who lives a happy life, now the couple is living like roommates, with nothing to talk about other than maintaining the family."

"I can't guarantee what our lives will be like in the future. It may be better than Sister Tong's, or it may be worse than her family's. I really can't guarantee these."

"Then do you think love really exists?" Song Qian looked at Zhao Hao and asked with a wry smile.

This is a question that troubles mankind. Zhao Hao felt unable to answer it and could only respond with a wry smile.

Silence is the living room now!

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that the two people looked at each other.

"I'm going to see who's coming." Zhao Hao stood up and said to her.

He walked to the door and saw through the peephole that the person standing outside was his upstairs neighbor Fangyuan.

Zhao Hao turned his head and looked at Song Qian, and whispered in an exaggerated tone: "It's Fangyuan!"

As he spoke, he pointed upstairs.

Worried about being discovered, Song Qian stood up and prepared to hide in the bedroom, but Zhao Hao pointed to the high heels she placed on the shoe rack.

Song Qian understood it and walked to the door, took her high heels from the shoe rack, picked up the cup with her lipstick on the coffee table, and tiptoed into Zhao Hao's bedroom.

After watching her walk into the bedroom, Zhao Hao opened the door for Fangyuan and welcomed him into the room with a smile.

"Xiao Zhao, you also like to watch martial arts movies like this," Fangyuan glanced at the TV and said with a smile.

Zhao Hao smiled, walked to the kitchen, poured him a cup of hot tea and brought it to him, and then the two sat together and chatted.

As an unemployed person, Fangyuan is still inevitably a little pessimistic, and when chatting he is not as lively as he was after drinking yesterday.

He has entered middle age and his children are about to go to college. Unemployment is not something that an optimistic person like him can accept easily.

Zhao Hao comforted him sensibly and encouraged him. After that, Fangyuan's face became better and his speech was no longer as weak as before.

After staying for more than half an hour, the rain outside the window stopped. Fangyuan stood up and said with a smile:

"I registered for an online ride-hailing service last night. Now that the rain has stopped, I'm going to go for a run to get familiar with it and see what business is suitable for me."

"I'll see you off!" Zhao Hao stood up with a smile and took the initiative to send Fang Yuan out of the door.

After closing the door again, Zhao Hao returned to the sofa in the living room and sat drinking water, but he remembered that Song Qian was still in his bedroom at this time.

He walked to the bedroom door, knocked on the door and said:
"Come out, Fangyuan is gone."

There was no movement inside. Zhao Hao was puzzled and opened the door. The moment he walked in, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

At this moment, Song Qian was just like the male protagonist in the movie Titanic when he was painting the female protagonist, holding her cheek in her hand and looking at herself, while her clothes were folded and placed beside the bed.

After being stunned, Zhao Hao turned away from looking at her and reminded in a low voice: "Song Qian, don't be like this."

However, the latter didn't seem to want to listen to his words. Instead, he stood up from the bed and walked to him, hugged him tightly with both hands, and said in a low voice:
"I find that I can't live without you. Every time I close my eyes, I see you. Please, please don't be so cold to me, okay?"

Zhao Hao's heart started to beat faster, but he had to continue pretending to be nonchalant and said in a cold voice:
"Isn't this the path you chose? Do you regret it now and blame me for being cold to you?"

Song Qian, who was holding him, raised her head, looked at him with her red eyes and said:
"I have never denied that I love you. I am just worried that our love will be changed by time. I want to give you enough freedom, but I also hope that you can continue to love me as you did before." "This is something that other men can only wish for. I know that your reluctance is because you value our relationship, but I am much older than you, and it will be difficult for us to be happy together."

"Let's just live in the moment and enjoy the good times now, okay?"

Zhao Hao didn't speak, and there was a struggle in his eyes.Song Qian caught his eyes and obediently knelt down in front of him...
When the clouds stopped and the rain stopped, Zhao Hao looked at the woman lying in his arms and asked tentatively:

"You are actually not the kind of person who lives in the present. Why have you changed so much in just a few days? Is it just because you and I are older that we have no hope for the future?"

Song Qian thought for a moment and took the initiative to tell Zhao Hao things she had not told him before, and also talked about her feelings.

When she reaches middle age, she no longer needs to work hard for money, but she feels increasingly empty inside. She is completely deceiving herself by saying she does not lack love.

It wasn't until Zhao Hao appeared that she felt that she was truly alive, but since the last time she and Tong Wenjie had a heart-to-heart chat in the hot spring pool, she began to worry about gains and losses again.

After weighing the pros and cons, she made the decision to break up in name but still stay together.

It's a bit like self-deception, but this is the only way she can think of.

"Can you really accept it calmly when you see me and my girlfriend together in the future?" Zhao Hao looked into her eyes and asked.

"So what if you don't accept it? It is an indisputable fact that we are more than ten years apart, and it is impossible for my daughter to agree to you becoming her stepfather." Song Qian closed her eyes and said calmly.

Seeing that Zhao Hao was silent, Song Qian raised her chin with her hands and looked at him, and said softly:
"No matter what happens in the future, I hope that the two of us can have a good relationship, not to mention too deep feelings, just eat, drink, have fun and be happy together."

Zhao Hao still didn't speak and responded with silence.

Not speaking out means not objecting, not objecting means acquiescing.

Song Qian then lay next to Zhao Hao's ear and softly spoke her heart out, trying to convince the man in front of her.

The two people who were about to be separated began to be reunited by Song Qian. Although they had changed on the surface, the core remained the same.

After chatting for a long time, Song Qian took Zhao Hao's laptop and played old movies. Zhao Hao walked out of the bedroom and came back with two glasses of wine.

When he saw the movie playing on his laptop, he couldn't help but be curious, and the dusty memories came back again.

"Is this... a Tindo Barath movie?" Zhao Hao asked, looking at the familiar scene.

"Hmm, it's a movie made by that fat guy who loves to smoke cigars. Do you think the heroine has a better-looking figure or mine?" Song Qian asked in a low voice with a blushing face.

Zhao Hao handed her the wine glass with some embarrassment and did not answer her question. Instead, he sat on the corner of the bed and watched the movie with some confusion, complaining:

"I searched for it for a long time and couldn't find it. I couldn't watch it. I didn't expect that you could find it so easily and watch his most famous movie."

"Tong Wenjie took me to see this. I wrote down the website address." Song Qian betrayed her friend without any secret.

When Zhao Hao heard that it was Tong Wenjie, he smiled bitterly and leaned against the bedside, hugging Song Qian and watching the movie together.

"The heroine still has a better figure than me. You can see her grinning from the corner of her mouth to her ears." Song Qian said a little sourly.

Zhao Hao smiled awkwardly, hugged her tightly and comforted:
"She's just a movie actress who doesn't know anything about style, but you make me feel like a proud giant wave in the ocean, constantly lapping at my lonely island standing on the edge of the ocean.

How can anyone else compare to the shock and companionship you gave me? "

Song Qian pouted, looked into Zhao Haodao's eyes with a somewhat responsible expression and said:
"Then the two of us are now... the sound of the waves is still there?"

(End of this chapter)