The Top Couple Is a Bit Sweet

What is the experience of being caught on the spot for talking badly?

Feeling guilty and embarrassed, and spreading goose bumps from the bottom of the feet to the whole body.

Wen Li couldn't help being thankful that he didn't say anything more to promote charm.

Under Song Yan's gaze, she clearly realized that she was wrong, her lips were lowered, and she was close to him, but she forced her blindness, turning her eyes around, and didn't dare to face it.

Person on the phone obviously did not expect that his brother was arrested for teasing with his sister, and he laughed awkwardly.

"Ayan, you're home, haha, where did you come back so late? It's so inhumane to leave such a beautiful girl at home alone."

Song Yan said lightly: "If I don't go home so late, how can I give you a chance to chat?"

Person: "...you see what you said."

Wen Li couldn't help it anymore, and muttered softly, "Why don't you just chat for a while..."

Song Yan: "Then I go? You guys keep talking."

After speaking, he pulled his arms hard, straightened his waist, moved from above her, and planned to get off the bed.

Seeing that he was really going to leave, Wen Li was anxious, and quickly took his arm: "Don't go, don't go."

She tugged, Song Yan lost support, half of his body was pressed towards her, Wen Li did not hide, seeing his entire face magnified in front of her eyes, and then banged, slammed into it firmly.

Wen Li's facial features immediately wrinkled, covering his lips, and couldn't help but scream in pain.

The edge of Song Yan's upper lip was flushed, and the pain was invaded. He pressed his fingers and kneaded his lips, frowning and unable to speak.

Because of Wen Li's subconscious cry, Person on the phone immediately diverged his thoughts.

"Hello? What are you two doing? The phone hasn't hung up yet, I'm still there, pay attention to OK?"

"Hey, hello? You two won't be really behind what I'm doing, damn!"

Wen Li didn't want to explain more to Bosen, so he cut off the phone with his free hand. Without Bosen's chatter, the air suddenly fell silent.

I have kissed countless times, and the feeling of touching lips is very familiar to each other, but it is so intense, except for the accident in high school, this is only the second time.

When Wen Li saw that his upper lip was red, it turned out to be the same as before, very childishly panicked.

Song Yan pursed his lips, and for a while, he didn't even bother to worry about talking on the phone while he was not at home. He whispered to her, "Remove your hand, let me see if there is any damage."

"I, I will go to the bathroom myself."

Wen Li shrank back a few times, then jumped up from the bed and ran to the bathroom.

Song Yan stared at her as she hid in the bathroom like a rabbit, and lowered her eyes. She knocked a bit hard just now, and there was a faint tingling sensation on her mouth. He unconsciously pressed his hand against his lips, and his deep eyes flickered. With the flickering light, he smiled dumbly against his red and swollen lips.

It's not because I like to be abused, my lips are blushing and I can still laugh, but because I think of something else.

At that time, Wen Li accidentally kissed him, and Wen Li ran away just like the wind, and left him alone in a daze. She avoided him for the first few days, but then it slowed down, and she continued to spend all day carelessly. Wandering in front of him.

Song Yan was in a daze until the phone in his pocket rang.

It's a call from Bosen.

Just now Wen Li forcibly cut off the phone, allowing the seeds of doubt in his heart to continue to grow and sprout. In order to satisfy his strong curiosity about the couple, he didn’t care if they would bother them, so he made a call again. Called over.

Song Yan's tone was not very good: "Something?"

"There is still time to answer my call, it seems that it is not what it is." Baisen was relieved with a clear and disappointed feeling, and his mood was quite complicated. "I thought you were so tired and crooked to that extent."

Song Yan hummed coldly: "Hang up, I will call you less at night."

Bai Sen said twice, with a funny tone, and explained to himself: "I rely on you, don't you? Are you really jealous? Please Ayan, even if she is your wife, you two are in love now, let me say first Congratulations, but she was my child anyway, so what can I do if I make a phone call with her? Besides, you know, there can be nothing wrong with the two of us. It makes no difference to me whether she is a woman or not."

After talking a lot, Song Yan sighed and said calmly, "I didn't doubt what happened to you. It's me who is careful, can I understand it?"

"..."

This person is so frank, Pawson will not know how to answer for a while.

"Then you can't hurt the innocent by being careful," Bossenner said. "I also deliberately emphasized that your wife and I are former fiances. When you got married, I didn't blame you for robbing my fiancee..."

Song Yan didn't speak. Pak Sen thought he had hung up, and after a few feeds, he heard the man's low response.

"Well, I'm listening." The man paused and said, "Sorry."

Originally, this inexplicable triangular relationship was very strange, but now Song Yan apologized, and Bai Sen suddenly became dumb.

He and Wen Li are childhood sweethearts, and they are good brothers who wear the same pair of trousers with Song Yan. At first, when they heard the news that Song Yan and Wen Li were getting married, they felt awkward everywhere. Several people in the know teased him and said him. The corner was turned upside down, but Person knew in his heart that he and Wen Li’s girl did not have a so-called relationship between men and women. Even when they were young because of the girl’s appearance, she had a little affection, but she was quickly pinched by her terrible personality. Went out.

They are a triangular relationship in everyone's eyes. Only three parties know that this is not the case. Even if his brother married his little Qingmei, he did not alienate the two of them, and got along in the same way as before.

"Hey, it's okay, I'm kidding, how long has passed since, I'm not as careful as you." Baisen laughed and said haha, "Don't be jealous about this kind of thing in the future. There was a fiance of mine. I heard someone say that when she was six or seven years old, her grandfather appointed her a fiance, and then she broke it again for some reason, so I put it on my top bag. To put it bluntly, I am A stand-in. So, Yan, I want to start a little bit, no matter how many fiances your wife used to have, now you are the only one of her."

Song Yan laughed in a low voice.

As soon as he heard him smile, Berson was relieved immediately. Now their friendship was stabilized. Most importantly, he finally coaxed the majority shareholder of Bashi Media's Song.

Baisen immediately changed the subject: "What the **** were you two doing just now? I heard that girl... yelled from her forehead, what happened to her?"

"It's okay, I accidentally knocked on it."

"Where did it go? It's so miserable, serious? Isn't it disfigured? You both eat with your face."

Rory is wordy.

Song Yanyan replied concisely: "Mouth."

"Oh mouth." Then suddenly realized something was wrong, his tone changed immediately, "...Huh? Mouth?"

Song Yan sighed: "Unexpectedly."

Baisen smiled meaningfully, and his tone returned to a slouchy state: "Ayan, I remember back in high school, you seemed to have this kind of accident with a girl once, and your mouth was bleeding, then For a few days, I didn’t want to leave home. I saw you secretly washing the quilt that morning... I asked you who the girl was, and you pretended to be dumb with me. I was curious about all the girls in the class. , You just don’t tell me who it is, it’s hard for me to die."

Song Yan covered his forehead, twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "Then are you still uncomfortable now? Or should I tell you?"

"No, I'm not interested in knowing it now, oh yes, let me tell you something, don't be jealous, the girl called me tonight, just to ask me about your high school. But don’t worry, brother, I’m the most loyal. I didn’t tell her about this, and she wouldn’t know about it." Baisen smirked twice, and said with a prolonged tone, "Ayan, you can safely treat you That pure first love will be missed in my heart forever."

"..."

"I have been in the bathroom for half an hour, and if I don't go out, I will be told that I messed up in the bathroom." Person said, "Bye bye, brother."

The phone was hung up.

When Bosen returned to the box, he was ridiculed by a few friends and friends whether he had kidnapped a younger sister and sneaked to the bathroom. Bosen was too lazy to explain, grinning and saying yes, yes, so cool.

"Wow, Mr. Bai is awesome!"

Today, this game is a treat by Baisen. As the CEO of Baishi Media, he called a few friends in the circle to come and play.

"By the way, Song Yan didn't come so far tonight?"

"Which time do you think he has been here?" Baisen leaned on the sofa, with one hand on the backrest and the other holding a wine glass. "I don't have time to play an idol drama with his wife at home."

Several friends laughed.

"Yes, I want to have a beautiful wife like Wen Li, and I would also like to accompany my wife to play idol dramas at home every day."

"Fuck you, just you? Even if you marry a goddess and come back, you can't control your hungry lower body."

"Can Song Yan control me, can't you? Don't double the standard."

Baisen drank a lot of alcohol, drunk, and snorted twice: "We, Mr. Song, are an innocent boy who can't stay away from home for days when we accidentally kiss a girl. Can you compare with him?"

The man who compared himself to Song Yan was taken aback, and then he laughed.

"Fuck it? Such an idol plot."

"Yeah, it's not as beautiful as an idol drama." Baisen recalled, "At that time, the skin was bleeding."

The friend sneered: "Sure enough, idol dramas are all deceiving little girls."

Baisen muttered and laughed again: "It's not all, at least it must be true, because the blood in his mouth was not as red as his ears."

"Wow, then does his wife know his innocent past?"

"I definitely don't know." Person put his index finger to his lips mysteriously, "so keep it secret for him."

"clear."

A group of people teased Song Yan a few more words, the general friends bureau is like this, whoever does not come will reveal the shortcomings.

Bai Sen felt that he could not disclose too much, otherwise Song Yan knew that he was going to threaten him to withdraw from the stock market, so he clamored for a few friends to change the topic.

It's boring to always talk about one person, so several people talked about other things.

"It's a pity that Song Yan didn't come today, and his wife Wen Li didn't follow either. She finally made an appointment with her boss. Originally, I thought it would be a pleasure to sit together with the two beauties, the boss and the artist."

Baisen suddenly got stuck in the posture of drinking with his head up, and asked in a daze, "Who has the appointment dated to?"

"Zhang Churui, President Zhang of Jiarui Entertainment, don't you know him?"

More than acquaintance, can I not know my ex-girlfriend.

Bosen immediately put down his wine glass and walked out.

"I have a morning meeting tomorrow. I will go back to sleep first."

"You have a fart morning meeting. Didn't you invite us out! Saying that you are going to drink tonight, Bai Sen! President Bai!"

Just out of the box, he ran into Zhang Churui who was rushing over for the appointment.

The woman was also wearing a neatly tailored professional attire, sunglasses, and red lips and flames. Seeing that the person she ran into was Person, she frowned in disgust, and said in a mocking tone: "What? Knowing that she has lost her life, she rushed to cast it. One child?"

"..."

Why do the women he met are all like this? Sora has a beautiful look and a worse character than the other, like his childhood sweetheart and his ex-girlfriend.

—

The nightlife of the bar has just started, and people who are going to work early the next morning are distressed at home.

Wen Li, who was hiding in the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, carefully checking whether her mouth was bleeding or swollen. Tomorrow, she will go to the outdoor recording with the program team. She cannot be injured.

Fortunately, they all closed their mouths tightly when they hit, blocking their hard teeth. They weren't injured, and they should be able to reduce the swelling as soon as they fell asleep.

After confirming that the skin was not broken, Wen Li planned to go out.

Holding the doorknob of the bathroom in her hand, she suddenly began to wonder why she just ran.

Is it because of the past?

In fact, it’s not a big deal. It’s just that Wen Li quarreled with a friend one time, skipped class from school and went to the school next door to find Person. She sent a text message to Person in advance. Person said that she was taking physical education classes outdoors and asked her to wait. Coming back after class, she insisted that she didn't listen, so she asked him to skip class and waited for her to come in the classroom.

When he arrived in his classroom, there was only one person in the classroom.

It's still Bosen who treats her well.

Suddenly, Wen Li was very moved. He felt that although he was always quarreling with him, he still treated her very well, and he really ran away if she let him skip class.

Immediately she cried, her eyes were moist, and everything was vague. She saw the thin and tall figure sitting at the desk, and the setting sun from outside the classroom was spilling on him, she leaned against the back of the classroom. The wall, standing there like a wall, began to complain loudly to Pawson about her friend.

They quarreled fiercely, but Wen Li no longer remembered the reason for the quarrel. He only remembered that she was really angry at that time, so angry that she had a big fight with her friends, and threatened to break up with her friends. Hate to swear.

"If you die, you will die! I will never apologize to her! I will never let her use my shower gel again! Next time my idol comes to Yancheng for a concert, I will sell the tickets to the scalpers and not give her!"

When she cried enough, she didn't feel so angry, wiped her tears with her sleeve indiscriminately, and began to blame Bosen.

"Hey, I've been crying for so long, you don't even know how to hand me a tissue!"

The boy who had been sitting in his seat finally stood up, walked over, and handed her a tissue.

She blew her nose fiercely with a tissue, and when her nose was clear, she finally raised her head and said, "Brother Bosen, it's better that you treat me well..."

Then the syllable of the word "good" was not finished yet, and she was suddenly shocked by the person in front of her. In addition to her height and body shape, she was completely different from Bosen except for wearing the same school uniform.

With a handsome and clean face, she seldom looked at him directly, but she was familiar with the indifference in Song Yan's eyes.

She couldn't say a word with her mouth open.

Damn, I'm so embarrassed, I want to die.

"..."

"..."

Neither of them spoke, nor knew what to say to break the current suffocating situation. The long silence made the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly colder.

In front of an unfamiliar person, he said so many messy and trivial things, cried with his nose and tears, and violently asked him to hand himself a tissue.

Wen Li was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak, Song Yan pursed his lips, and said softly, "...Don't cry."

As soon as he spoke, Wen Li suddenly became more embarrassed.

She wanted to run, but the bell rang at the end of get out of class, and suddenly there were a lot of noises in the hallway. She hurriedly wiped away tears for fear of being seen what she was like now.

"What to do, I will be laughed to death..."

She was in a hurry, and the corridors were all "prisoners" who had been liberated from the classroom. At this time, she didn't go, nor did she go.

Song Yan frowned and pulled her behind the door.

"You hide here first."

"This can also be hidden? I played hide and seek with people in elementary school and didn't hide behind the door! This is too mentally retarded, I will definitely be found, and you, Brother Bosen? Why are you in the classroom? I warn You are not allowed to tell anyone!"

At this time, Wen Li still didn't forget to vomit. The more nervous she became, the more she talked, her mouth kept talking.

She was really too able to say, Song Yan was a dull gourd back then, and her aura was not in harmony with her.

Maybe it was because of her noise, Song Yan bends down and looks level with Wen Li, with a threat in his eyes: "School girl, shut up."

"…Oh."

Rebellious like Wen Li, somehow, he shut up suddenly.

At this time, the back door of the classroom was suddenly kicked open from the outside, and Song Yan was hit **** the back of his head. He groaned in pain, and leaned forward. Wen Li couldn't react enough, and wanted to catch him and pushed it away. He, in just a few seconds, the heads of two people bumped into each other.

"Yeah? Where's the person? Haven't come back yet?"

The culprit who kicked the door outside glanced in and ran away to find someone.

The pain struck instantly, Wen Li couldn't think about anything. He just felt that his teeth were about to be knocked off, and he squatted on the ground in pain, covering his mouth without speaking.

Song Yan was also in pain, but he was more tolerant than Wen Li, and he was not so painful that he squatted on the ground. He smelled a little rust on the tip of his nose. He touched his lips, and he felt blood.

Wen Li originally wanted to curse, but when Song Yan was hit by her teeth, his mouth bleeds, and she couldn't swear again.

When the pain passes, the intense shame takes over the brain.

Wen Li applied oil to the soles of her feet and ran away without saying anything.

Song Yan held his torn lips and was thrown into the wind and messed up in the same place. After he finally reacted, before the classmate returned to the classroom, he went back to the dormitory alone to treat the wound.

After that, she slowed down and left the matter behind.

As for Song Yan's unforgettable things, that would not be in her consideration.

Because I was inexplicably evoked by memories, my mind was not in reality. After washing and taking a bath and going to bed, I was confused. Wen Li kept thinking about what happened in high school.

Song Yan obviously had something in his heart. After turning off the lights completely, lying on the same bed, the two people had different dreams in the same bed, and each was absent-minded.

Wen Li's essential activity before going to bed today—playing with her mobile phone, has not been implemented. She seems to have been entangled with dense vines in her heart. It is all due to those netizens. What can be done to care about the things that have passed so long has hurt her too. Follow up to care about it. Called Baisen, if it weren't like this, she wouldn't think of the past again and again.

"Why didn't you play with your phone today?"

Song Yan's voice sounded from behind, she hadn't reacted yet, his hand stretched out from the quilt and gently wrapped her waist.

"Ah." She realized that she was ready to go to sleep without using her mobile phone. She blinked and deliberately said, "Isn't this because you made you angry by calling Bosenge? Don't dare to play."

Song Yan laughed twice.

Wen Li knew that his excuse was terrible, and he really wasn't that easy to deceive.

But the next second, the man lowered his head, buried his head in her neck, and gently hit her skin with a warm and calm breath.

"Play, I'm not angry anymore."

Wen Li was hitting straight, feeling a little surprised, but she would be wrong, she reached out and touched the back of his head, her tone a little smug.

"Teacher Song, are you really angry? You are so careful."

Song Yan sighed slowly, and then faintly hummed for a while.

Haughty like Wenli, only others have ever accommodated her and cared for her, and the slight maternal instinct in my heart was suddenly aroused by this man.

She finally knew why some men and girlfriends acted like a baby with herself, so she was willing to give her life to others.

Wen Li simmered for a long time and awkwardly explained: "Although I have a marriage contract with Bosen, I have no relationship with him. We are brothers and sisters." After thinking about it again, I feel that the term siblings is not right. Calling elder brother and sister was also ambiguous, and changed his words, "No, I and him are friends, 24K pure friendship."

It was the first time that she explained the relationship between her and the opposite sex. She didn't want to explain it, but the idea of ​​not wanting Song Yan to misunderstand overcame her arrogance. She stumbled and explained it for a long time, and she didn't know if he could get rid of it. cool down.

Song Yan clasped her arm tightly again, and responded quietly, "I know."

"Really, if you still mind, then I will call him and speak in front of you." She swallowed and asked, "I have known each other for so many years. You always want to allow me to contact him occasionally. Bar?"

Song Yan refused: "No."

"Ah..." Wen Li whispered, "The pipe is so tight."

Even Baisen didn't allow her to contact her. Wouldn't she be forbidden to act with other actors in the future, and eventually she would not be allowed to film and shut her at home every day?

This is definitely not good, she is a person with career pursuit.

Just as Wen Li was thinking about it, Song Yan smiled, reached out from the quilt, and rubbed her head.

"Kidding."

Wen Li was confused and frowned and asked, "Then, can I still contact Bosenge in the future?"

Song Yan: "Yes."

"Cut." Song Yan said yes, and Wen Li suddenly became less satisfied, "So generous, then it seems that you don't like me much."

Song Yan was confused this time, and said dumbly: "You girl is really..."

"Don't call Bosen, it's so greasy." Wen Li curled his lips in disgust, and said, "Isn't there a special name between us?"

"Ms. Wen?"

"no."

"School girl?"

"It's close, it's still a bit of a word."

Song Yan understood, and said softly: "A Li school girl."

"Hmm." Wen Li nodded in satisfaction, after hesitating for a long time, he still asked, "Have you seen the discussion on the Internet?"

"What discussion?"

"It's just about your first love discussion." Wen Li felt embarrassed when these two words were suddenly said, and her tone was stuttered. "Of course I am not the kind of gossip person, but I think you really didn't like someone at that time. If you have to say that you like it... Bosenge?"

Although Song Yan and Bai Sen clearly clarified their sexuality to her, she still felt that if Song Yan really liked someone at that time, then it could only be Bai Sen who was facing him day and night.

Sure enough, Song Yan didn't understand her guess: "How could it be him."

She immediately asked the next sentence: "Who is that?"

Song Yan didn't speak.

Wen Li's heart tightened: "Really?" She was a little disappointed in her heart, but she was more complaining, "What did Bosen do? He didn't find out when he was with you every day? This rubbish."

Song Yan said, "You didn't notice, you fool."

"Me? What does it matter to me? You didn't bother to answer me at that time, so I didn't bother to care who you liked." Wen Li snorted, but still couldn't help asking him, "Then you and her Are you in love?"

"no."

"Why didn't you talk about it?"

"She doesn't know that I like her."

"Huh? Didn't you tell her?"

"Um."

"Why don't you tell her?" Wen Li said, "You don't look like that kind of awkward person."

He smiled and laughed at himself: "School girl, I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Don't ask." Song Yan's tone was light, "okay?"

He once plucked up the courage to confess his feelings to the girl he liked. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he didn't understand love or romance. The first throbbing was disturbing and unbearable.

Every time the panic and evasiveness after the sight met her, it was interpreted as disgust and disdain for her, but the person he liked was a thick line, and she would not understand unless she said it plainly, so she learned the old-fashioned words in the book. With his tricks, the empty square was filled with candles, and the love formed by the faint candlelight seemed to bring him confidence.

It was not her who came to the appointment, but another man.

The young man got out of the car and walked straight towards him. Song Yan couldn't help but look behind him to see if the person he was waiting for was coming.

"Don't look for it." Wen Yan said indifferently, "She didn't come."

The eighteen-year-old Song Yan was not a happy person either. He was restrained and silent. After hearing the news, he just lowered his head, hiding disappointment and loneliness in his eyes.

After that, every word Wen Yan said to him, he never wanted to remember, but he kept remembering.

"You and my niece had a marriage contract, but that is not counted anymore. To compensate you and your parents, my father sponsored you to study in the Mainland. The purpose is not to renew your relationship. With your current ability, you I can't give her the terms we ask you to give her."

"Study hard, my father only supports you until you graduate from college."

Later, Wen Yan called the cleaning staff and cleaned the burnt candles. Song Yan laid them out one by one. The cleaning staff waved a broom over and there was nothing left.

What kind of emotion was in his heart at that time?

Shame, anger, grief, weakness and sadness.

Finally, the courage he had plucked up, let go of his self-sufficiency and loftyness, and in the end he didn't even leave his self-esteem.

She didn't come, maybe she didn't know, maybe she knew, but she just used this method to reject him in disguise.

The worst plan in his heart was just being rejected face to face.

But she didn't even come.

Song Yan has not forgotten all these years.

Ask him to tell the story of the youth that was difficult to tell before, he dare not, and he didn't want to.

That was not a good memory. Song Yan didn't want to tell her. He used the past to ask her to make up for her guilt and sadness. It was unnecessary.

There is nothing wrong with the girl he likes, but he just doesn't like him.

As long as the ending is good, it is enough that he can get what he wants now, those bad memories, let it pass.

"Okay, I won't ask, I won't ask."

Wen Li made a compromise with him, but secretly made up his mind.

Don't tell me, I will go to your school to find it myself tomorrow.

I want to get the **** girl out, find her home, and scold her badly.