Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 372
Turning around, Qiao Xuan looked dazed, obviously still drunk, but the desire in his eyes made Song Xiaoye's heart soften.

Sitting down beside Qiao Xuan just like that, Song Xiaoye wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Is it uncomfortable? People who don't drink much drink like this—are you showing me?!"

Distressed with some complaints.

Qiao Xuan looked at Song Xiaoye drunkenly, wanted to say something, but suddenly covered his mouth, turned around and vomited.

Song Xiaoye tugged at his arm, afraid that he would fall, the smoky smell of wine came over her face, Song Xiaoye frowned, suddenly remembered something.

"How is it?" Supporting Qiao Xuan, letting him rest his head on her shoulder, Song Xiaoye carefully wiped the stains around Qiao Xuan's mouth with a tissue.

"I remembered, last time I was drunk, you took care of me..."

It's not that she doesn't know, but Qiao Xuan can't remember exactly what she did that night.

Smiling, she helped Qiao Xuan to sit in another place, Song Xiaoye said in a low voice, "I'm going to buy a bottle of water, you wait for me—don't move around..."

I hurried to the 24-hour convenience store across the road, bought some water, and just as I went out, I saw Qiao Xuan standing up staggeringly. He couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north, and walked directly to the road.

Seeing a taxi slowly approaching, Song Xiaoye was startled, dropped the things in her hands, and ran over a few steps, grabbing Qiao Xuan.

The force was too strong, and the two of them fell to the ground together. The driver who made an emergency brake poked his head out and shouted in Cantonese: "Don't wander around on the street if you drink too much!"

"I'm sorry..." Waving her hand, Song Xiaoye helped Qiao Xuan up, angry and resentful, she couldn't help pushing him, "Didn't I tell you to sit there and wait for me!"

Qiao Xuan blinked, his eyes were still a little dazed, but his hand automatically reached out to help Song Xiaoye brush off the dust on his body.

No matter how big the anger was, it dissipated in this one action.

Holding Qiao Xuan's hand, Song Xiaoye half dragged and half hugged him across the road, and picked up the bag thrown on the ground by the side of the road.There were people who saw the horrific scene just now, and they looked here frequently, and some even turned on their phones to take pictures.

Song Xiaoye pulled the hat, pressed it down again, covered her face, dragged Qiao Xuan across the road, and stopped after a little distance.

"Sit down, don't move, don't talk..."

After Qiao Xuan stopped drinking, she unscrewed the water bottle, held it like that, and fed Qiao Xuan a sip of water.

"You! If you drink so much in the future, I don't care about you-I mean it!"

Qiao Xuan narrowed his eyes, shook his head, and suddenly raised his hand to slap himself.Song Xiaoye stretched out her hand to pull him, but he pulled her hand away, grabbed the water bottle, and poured it all on his head.

"What are you doing?" After being splashed with water, Song Xiaoye wiped the water from her face with her backhand. Before she could open her eyes, she felt that Qiao Xuan was already kneeling in front of her.

After a pause, she stared at Qiao Xuan in a daze. Qiao Xuan knelt on the ground on one knee, hugged her leg carefully, and gently stroked her knee with his hand. Because of his movements, Song Xiaoye realized that her knee hurt.

"Don't move..." Qiao Xuan grabbed the water bottle at hand and washed half of it to help her clean the wound. "I'm going to buy bandages..."

He just stood up when Song Xiaoye grabbed his hand.

"Are you sober now?"

Seeing Qiao Xuan's not sober eyes, Song Xiaoye couldn't help laughing after thinking about it.

This man, obviously not fully awake yet, discovered her injury earlier than her.

"Qiao Xuan, come and sit down—this injury is nothing, let's have a good talk..."

Qiao Xuan was silent, sitting beside her, mumbled for a while, and then said in a low voice: "I shouldn't have drunk so much - if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be hurt..."

"So? I'm annoyed, I regret it, I feel sorry for me!" Song Xiaoye looked at him and laughed, "Then do you want to get drunk like this again?"

Seeing Qiao Xuan shaking her head, her smile deepened, "Qiao Xuan, to be honest, do you hate me? I also feel that I am too much, to say the words of rejection in front of so many people, I should know you All men care about saving face..." Even Qiao Xuan never blamed her, but being so drunk was obviously hurt.

Even though she knew that being so pissed and drunk was something to show her, but Song Xiaoye still felt distressed.

Qiao Xuan was silent, and after a while he said in a muffled voice: "I don't hate you! I'm afraid you hate me..."

Turning her head, Song Xiaoye looked at Qiao Xuan and said "Oh".

Patting his forehead with his backhand, Qiao Xuan shook his head, "I drank too much—if it wasn't just now, I might not have woken up. Xiaoye..."

Holding Song Xiaoye's hand, Qiao Xuan said in a deep voice: "Xiaoye, what I said before is true, I don't blame you, although I feel very ashamed, but to hear you say that you love me, I am really very happy I'm happy. It's just that I feel bored and panicked. I'm afraid that this marriage proposal will fail, and it will never succeed in the future..."

Pursing his lips, he said in a low voice: "I never thought about getting married before. Seeing my parents make trouble like that, I felt that marriage was meaningless. But after meeting you, I gradually changed my mind. I want to be with you all the time, like a normal couple, go to the supermarket together, go grocery shopping together, and those family day activities - ah, yes, I also want two children, a daughter, like you As beautiful, and a son like me, I can take him to play football..."

After a short pause, Qiao Xuan raised his head, looked at the bright moon in the blue sky, and smiled even wider, "I really want to sit on the terrace with you after putting the children to sleep, watching the moonlight and counting the stars. , say some nonsense that sounds silly. Xiaoye, I really want to be with you sincerely! Moreover, the proposal at the awards ceremony was not to put pressure on you to promise me, but to Here’s a surprise for you—you like acting so much, and to propose on such a stage, I think it should be very meaningful.”

Clutching Qiao Xuan's hand backhand, Song Xiaoye bit her lower lip, suppressed her emotion, and tried her best to remain calm, "Qiao Xuan, I'm not a liar. To confess to you is not to comfort you after rejecting you, or It's the bait that catches you—I, I just..."

Taking a deep breath, she said softly: "I like what you said, and your fantasy married life, but have you ever thought that there are many things that are not so simple when two people live together after they get married—"

Suddenly laughed, with some sarcasm, "After you are really together, you may find that your goddess also hiccups, has smelly feet, grinds her teeth when she sleeps, even farts, and is constipated in the bathroom-it seems that all of a sudden, The goddess fell from the sky and turned into an ugly dinosaur..."

Song Xiaoye's words like this are not aimless, but have a source. A long time ago, there was a literati who divorced a goddess-like star because of her constipated appearance.

"Perhaps, you will think that I think too much and my words are too boring, but life is like that. People always use up the enthusiasm and love for their lovers in those small places, and in the end they become enemies or even enemies. Strangers - I'm afraid that one day, we will become such a messy couple who broke up..."

"So you've always been afraid of this!" Qiao Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Xiaoye in disbelief, "Xiaoye, do you have no confidence in yourself or me? Ah, don't say..."

Shaking his hands, Qiao Xuan stood up and turned around twice in front of Song Xiaoye, "Do you really think that I have always regarded you as a goddess? Am I being too nice to you?"

Song Xiaoye blinked, didn't answer, just stared at him.

"Well, well, I should treat you well, and I should treat you well—but, Xiaoye, I have never worshiped you as a goddess! You know, I have always regarded you as mine Women come to spoil you! God, I have seen you drunk, smelled the smoky smell of wine, wiped your face and feet with a towel, and helped you go..."

After a pause, he glanced at Song Xiaoye who was squinting at him, and he stopped in time: "I just want to say, I really don't regard you as a goddess."

Is this belittling her?But, why besides being angry, there is such a little sense of relief?

Song Xiaoye rolled her eyes at Qiao Xuan, waiting for him to continue.

Pulling her hair down, Qiao Xuan squatted in front of her, "Xiaoye, I know that it is not easy for two people to live together, just like my parents, when they quarrel, they always start with little things, so I have thought about it, I am Man, I will definitely let you and never quarrel with you. Also, I will give you all the money, and I will not become a bad man just because I have money—well, although there are many temptations in the circle, but My heart is very strong, I only see you in my eyes, and I will never do anything bad to make you unhappy—what else is there!"

Qiao Xuan frowned, and wanted to say something, but couldn't think of it for a while, "Anyway, since I propose, I just want to spend the rest of my life with you! I also know that life is too long to make a promise, but Xiaoye, I really think I will be a good husband and a good father—really! So, can you seriously consider my marriage proposal?"

When Song Xiaoye looked at him and was about to speak, Qiao Xuan suddenly jumped up and stepped back, "Well, you can think about it slowly and carefully, really, I'm not forcing you, I'm not in a hurry—I There are still 50 years to wait for you! Although I can't wait for hundreds of thousands of years like Yan Shisan, I can still wait for 1000 years..."

"50 years? So you have gray hair? Am I old and pale?"

Song Xiaoye teased, but before she finished laughing at herself, Qiao Xuan hugged her into her arms, "Maybe we will all grow old, but the heart that loves you will not change—Xiaoye, even if my heart stops beating on the day, It will firmly engrave you in the deepest part—ah, this is good, maybe I can leave a will, and after I die, I will engrave your name on my heart..."

He suddenly said such a sentence, which made Song Xiaoye dumbfounded, "Talking nonsense again..."

Pushing Qiao Xuan away, she put her arms around his neck and said seriously: "I know your sincerity, but please give me time to think about it? Really, Qiao Xuan, give me some time, when I want to be I'll wear that wedding ring when you're bride--you see, I took it, didn't I?"

Nodding his head, Qiao Xuan came to hug her with a smile, but he was already shaking before she was picked up.

"Be careful..." Song Xiaoye yelled at Qiao Xuan half-supporting and half-holding him, "Don't be brave if you drink too much! Let me support you, um, I'll call a taxi, let's go back to the hotel first... "

　The second watch will be around 10 o'clock, dear friends, don't wait, look forward to it tomorrow morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)