I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 132 Is it so difficult?
The sky was fish-belly white, and the first ray of dawn pierced the eyelids. Song Qingyue raised her hand to block the light, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

The sun rose slowly from the horizon, dyeing the sky red and shining beautifully.

Song Qingyue crawled to sit up, and sat staring blankly in a daze, the blanket covering her body slipped down, she looked down and paused with the hand touching the blanket.

Last night, she brought Shen Yichen to the top of the mountain. After eating the cake, she watched the stars on the top of the mountain, and then...she fell asleep.

So Shen Yichen helped her cover the blanket?

The car was empty, and there was no one else except her.

She searched around, and her eyes were suddenly attracted by the figure outside the car window.

Under the warm sunshine, the tall and tall figure was particularly tall, bathed in the thin and hazy light at eight or nine in the morning, his whole body became blurred and soft lines.

Qing Tong hesitated slightly, she hesitated and stretched out her hand to push open the car door, stepped on the uneven gravel floor, and slowly approached.

"Did you not sleep all night?"

"Just woke up."

"Oh..." Song Qingyue closed her mouth resentfully, stood beside him, and looked into the distance. The whole city was shrouded in warm morning light, and mottled circles of light could be seen in mid-air.

Thin water mist shrouded the entire city, and under the light of the morning, Song Qingyue was fascinated by the feeling of comfort when she was about to wake up.

"Let's go, hurry to the resort now. We'll probably arrive at noon, and we can have lunch."

"Now?"

"Ah."

"... "

Song Qingyue stood still in a very awkward position, causing Shen Yichen to be puzzled, "What? You still don't want to be here?"

"That's not true, I just thought we might not be able to go now."

"Huh?" The ending sound rose slightly, as if waiting for her next words.

The red lips were tightly pursed, and immediately, he said sullenly, "The car... ran out of gas..."

When Song Qingyue drove to the middle of the mountain last night, she realized that the car was about to run out of gas, but at the time she saw that Shen Yichen seemed to be in a bad mood, so she refrained from mentioning it. Later, the atmosphere was so peaceful that after eating the cake, she didn't remember it. Damn, I don't even know when I fell asleep...

Fortunately, the mobile phone still has power, and the signal on the top of the mountain is also smooth, so I can make calls.

Shen Yichen called Shao Ming to drive over, and changed cars to go down the mountain.

Along the way, Song Qingyue yawned again and again, and collapsed on the back seat of the car in a state of desperation. She was half asleep and half awake when she heard Shen Yichen's words, "Push it off, don't go."

push what?
She fell asleep in a daze, and when she woke up, she found that she had arrived in the hotel room.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed with bare feet.

Stepping on the plush carpet, the soles of the diaphragm were itchy.

"Shen Yichen?"

"Shen..."

After seeing the man working hard behind the desk, Song Qingyue's voice stopped abruptly.

She knew that Shen Yichen could never be disturbed when he was working, so she turned back to the bedroom with great interest, took her clothes and went to take a shower.

When she came out after taking a shower, the meal that Shen Yichen had ordered before was delivered. Song Qingyue nestled on the sofa and ate slowly, while Shen Yichen was still in the video conference.

There is no doubt that Shen Yichen is a workaholic. He has been working since she woke up at three o'clock in the afternoon, and he is still working until eight o'clock in the evening.

Neither eating nor sleeping, Song Qingyue was afraid that something would happen if he persisted so hard, so she couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward to snatch his phone and hung up decisively.

Sure enough, Shen Yichen's thick eyebrows were tightly frowned and twisted into knots, "What are you doing?"

"It's very simple, you should rest."

"No need." He stretched out his hand, and said in a deep and cold voice, "Give me back the phone, I still have important things to explain, don't make trouble."

"Shen Yichen, I didn't quarrel with you."

Song Qingyue said with a straight face, "I don't want my child to be born without a father, so you can just sit quietly and take a little rest?"

Hearing this, Shen Yichen looked at her several times like looking at a monster, his eyes were complicated and deep, his outstretched hands gradually closed, his knuckles gathered into fists, and they hung down on the table, "You snatched my mobile phone just to let me Shall I take a good rest?"

"En!" Song Qingyue nodded vigorously.

Before she could react, Shen Yichen suddenly stood up from the chair and leaned closer.

As the oppressive aura approached, Song Qingyue subconsciously leaned back against the edge of the table, her clear eyes flickered slightly, "What are you doing..."

Her reflection was clearly engraved in the narrow and deep pupils, Shen Yichen just stared at her, with his hands resting on her side, "Song Qingyue, you still worry about me, you still care about me, in fact, you said hate I haven't loved me deeply, have I?"

"..." Song Qingyue's face changed slightly, and suddenly, she pushed him away forcefully, "I just don't want my child to be born without a father. I don't want my child to go through it again. Don't think too much about it."

As soon as she said that, she wanted to leave, but Shen Yichen grabbed her hand and pulled her back vigorously.

Falling into the warm chest, Shen Yichen hugged her, clamped her thin shoulders under his chin, and said in a hoarse voice, "Women are too stubborn to be lovable, admit that you still love me, you still have feelings for me, yes Is it that difficult?"

Song Qingyue was silent, did not answer or struggle, but let him hug her like this.

"Just let it go..." After a long time, she patted Shen Yichen on the back and said, "Stop talking about love or not, I think it's a kind of humiliation to me, anyway, it's good now of."

The hands around her waist gradually loosened, and Shen Yichen backed away.

With a slight itchy throat, he quickly turned his head away, coughing and clenched his fists to cover his lips.

"you caught a cold?"

As Song Qingyue spoke, she wanted to reach out to touch his forehead, but Shen Yichen hid back, "It's okay."

As he spoke, he walked slowly to the inner bedroom. When he heard the movement in the room, Song Qingyue knew that he was going to take a bath.

She called the front desk to bring up the cold medicine, and after Shen Yichen took a shower, she said, "Take the cold medicine! The cold will not get worse at night."

Afraid that he would refuse to eat, Song Qingyue threatened the baby, "Look, I'm still pregnant with the baby. If you infect me with a cold, it won't be good for the fetus."

Hearing this, Shen Yichen reacted. He glanced at Song Qingyue and walked over with his long legs.

When sitting down on the sofa, Song Qingyue clearly heard Shen Yichen's suppressed gasp.

Involuntarily stepping forward to take a look at his clothes, Shen Yichen restrained himself, "What are you doing?"

"Let me see." Song Qingyue said with gentle eyes, "Let me see how your wound is healing."

"Did you go to the cemetery after returning to Shen's house yesterday instead of going to the hospital?"

"Ah."

Song Qingyue's complexion changed, and she reprimanded in a cold voice, "You know the wound is open, but you still don't go to the hospital! Now you have to take a bath, see for yourself!"

She lifted Shen Yichen's clothes, pointed to the scary wound on his waist, "Look, it's all inflamed, and it's not..."

"I am fine."

"Shen Yichen, can you stop being so brave? Since you are uncomfortable, why don't you lie down and have a good rest, but also work bravely. If I don't tell you to stop, you don't stop. Are you really thinking of yourself as Iron Man! "

He didn't speak, just looked at Song Qingyue quietly.

It's rare to see a tense look on her face, and Shen Yichen's heart is delighted by her concern for herself.

There was a delicate and shallow smile in the dark eyes, and the thin lips were slightly curved.

He was still smiling, and seeing him laugh, Song Qingyue was even more annoyed, "Why are you laughing! I mean you! Are you stupid?"

"I just think you look better now." It's hard to see the worry for herself on her face now, seeing her frowning tightly, Shen Yichen knows that Song Qingyue is just a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, and her heart is not She said it so hard.

She still... can't forget herself.

"Song Qingyue."

"..." She rolled her eyelids and looked at him angrily, "Why do you call me?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Qingyue became even more angry, "Shen Yichen, you..."

The lips are warm, and the faint mint fragrance permeates between the lips and teeth.

He slowly and meticulously painted the soft rhomboid lips. This kiss abandoned the strength and overbearingness of conquering the city, and was extraordinarily gentle and long, enough to disintegrate the defenses she had built up bit by bit.

Reluctantly leaving the cherry lips, there seemed to be a deep blackness in his eyes, and he laughed softly.

The laughter was low and mellow, like aged red wine, she felt drunk before tasting it, and her head was dizzy.

"Shen...Shen Yichen, you fouled."

"Huh?" He could tell that he was in a happy mood now.

Song Qingyue touched her lips, and said in a daze, "Why did you touch me, you...you can't be so despicable..." Despicable, she eroded and dismantled the city wall she had built with great difficulty bit by bit. Lose.

"When will I be upright, then I will not be Shen Yichen."

She got up quickly in disgust, "Change your medicine yourself, and take the cold medicine by the way!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed back to the inner bedroom angrily.

She hid sideways by the wall, stroking her lower lip with her hand, her eyes were as clear as a spring in a mountain stream, clear to the bottom, and the water surface slightly rippled.

She hid behind the wall to calm down her agitated emotions. The heart under her left chest was beating vigorously, as if it was about to rush out of her throat in the next second.

I heard that when people are nervous, the secretion of adrenaline will increase, which will cause the heartbeat to speed up.

It must be because she is too nervous, not because she still has a feeling of thumping for Shen Yichen, yes!It was definitely because she was frightened by Shen Yichen's sudden action just now, that's why she was so nervous that her heart beat faster.

Covering her throbbing heart with her hand, Song Qingyue lost her mind and walked towards the bed, her fair face was gradually smeared with two touches of rouge.

Sitting down on the bed, the more Song Qingyue thought about what happened just now, the more messed up her mind became, and she couldn't think normally at all.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off the untimely throbbing.

(End of this chapter)