What if I Write the Continuation of Romance as Lily

The embarrassing scene did not last long, and Qiao Yu very soon sent a new message.

Qiao Yu: Sorry for the wrong message

Qiao Yu: Anyway, I was yesterday? I accidentally bumped into it in the game? You are sorry!

Qiao Yu: Then after I got drunk, I seemed to have done a very rude move... Is it really so that you can send me home? Thank you!

Qiao Yu: And if you can forgive me, then? So please come and join me in the birthday party on October 6th...

…The tone of a few sentences has become more and more humble.

She sent this string of news very quickly, and there was no room for Lin Qing to respond one by one. And at this time? Her attention was completely attracted by Qiao Yu's last message, and she hurried back to the message.

Lin Qing: October 6th is your birthday?

On the other side of the screen, Qiao Yu tremblingly waited for a long time like a sinner waiting for the verdict. As a result, the verdict did not wait until the reply came. She did not dare to neglect, and sincerely explained to Lin Qing.

Qiao Yu: Yes

Qiao Yu: But I forgot about it before today? My parents reminded me of it! It's definitely not intentional that I didn't tell you!

Judging from Lin Qing's doubts, Cong Ye is certain? He hasn't mentioned this matter to her yet. Qiao Yu was relieved when he thought about it and avoided the worst situation, otherwise she would make it worse.

Lin Qing: I see

Lin Qing: Thank you for inviting me, I will go

Great! It seems that Lin Qing hasn't hated her yet!

Qiao Yu's heart was half relieved, and she held the other half tremblingly and courageously to repeat the old things.

Qiao Yu: Okay, okay, I’m so lucky to have you here, so? What about yesterday?...?

No way! Can't she get it? Lin Qing's positive response is that she is worried!

She doesn't want to keep grievances with Lin Qing!

After Qiao Yu finished speaking, she was sitting in front of her mobile phone, staring at the screen with death? Waiting for Lin Qing's reply.

But Lin Qing's reply this time was not as fast as before. Qiao Yu was fidgeting, and his heart withered at an astonishing speed. Go, two minutes seems to have been waiting for two years. When she started to feel frustrated, Lin Qing's reply was long overdue.

Lin Qing: I don't mind.

Lin Qing: It's just an accident, it's okay

Lin Qing: But you still have to drink less wine in the future

Three lines? The word Qiao Yu looked at it over and over at least five times, then took a deep breath and silently put on the posture of "praising the sun" on the bed.

Maybe here should be praising Lin Qing, ah, what a broad-minded person, Lin Qing, the eternal god!

Qiao Yu was almost moved to tears, feeling deeply that her intense and colorful day could finally be over.

That same afternoon, when Qiao Yu knocked on the door of Congye, Cong Ye opened the door.

Cong Ye looked pale, and the whole person looked sick. Qiao Yu originally wanted to say hello, but when he saw? He asked questioningly.

"...What's wrong with you, was it yesterday? Did drinking have any problems?"

"No, it was yesterday? I took a cold shower, it seemed a little bit frozen."

"..."

Qiao Yu felt the cool breeze in October and felt that his behavior required courage.

She followed Cong Ye into the living room and sat down, listening to him tell the story of the tragedy in a thick nasal voice.

"We were yesterday? Were we drunk."

Speaking of this, Qiao Yu was angry, staring at him sharply, and Cong Ye turned his head directly away.

"...I don't know that those drinks have alcohol, see if we can put this aside for the sake of all of us, don't pursue it anymore."

"You don't know the drink you ordered. You are unlucky because you can't drink enough? What is the reason for my unlucky, because I am your friend?"

At the end of the day, he couldn't open up to Cong Ye, who was in poor condition. Qiao Yu didn't pursue it, and kept his anger and continued to listen to his grievances about his suffering.

"Then I was caught by my mother after returning home yesterday, and she became angry when she heard that I was drunk."

"Just take me directly to the edge of the bathtub, and drunk me saying that there was hot water in it for me to soak in."

"..."

Good guy, mother, don't learn this sobering method from her dad, it's still an advanced version.

Qiao Yu was shocked by the radical methods of his parents and was speechless.

"Although I just soaked it for a while? I got up, but today? After getting up in the morning, I still feel a little bit tricked."

Cong Ye sniffed hard and sighed.

"Don't tell me, bubble cold water is quite effective for sobering up."

"...That's it."

I hope she won't need this knowledge for the rest of her life.

After hearing such a sad story, Qiao Yukan Cong Ye's eyes softened a bit. Cong Ye didn't take it seriously, but he thought of asking Qiao Yu's intentions.

"Speaking of why you came here suddenly?"

"I'm-"

"Qiao Yu?"

Hearing the movement from the bottom of the room upstairs, Lin Qing, who was particularly familiar with his voice, walked down from the upstairs and looked at Qiao Yu with surprise on his face.

When Qiao Yu saw? She immediately raised his eyebrows, jumped up and ran to her in a hurry, holding an invitation card with hot gold letters in his hands.

"I'll send you an invitation letter for your birthday party!"

"Ah...thank you."

She didn't tell Lin Qing in advance for her sudden visit. Lin Qing was surprised and delighted. He took the invitation letter from her hand and opened it to check the time and location. The three words "For Lin Qing" above should have been written by Qiao Yu himself. The handwriting is neat and tidy, giving Lin Qing a knowing smile.

"Invitation card?"

Cong Ye leaned over and stretched his neck to take a look, and turned to Qiao Yu in confusion.

"Why don't I remember that there is such a thing, have you given it to me?"

"Sure? Did you give it..." Qiao Yu thought with a frown, "It's probably my dad who gave you your share? From the aunt?"

"Oh-"

Cong Ye dragged the long tone and looked at her with a meaningful expression, making Qiao Yu uncomfortable.

"You can be partial to me, Lin Qing? You can understand...but occasionally treat me better—"

"No, me, me? There is no partiality, Lin Qing?!"

Suddenly, Joe, who was sorely caught by the master, exploded at a point, bluffing and blowing up his hair like a cat whose tail was stomped on.

"...The host's words are not even convincing to me..."

"Isn't it me? It's just taking advantage of the trend, it? I treat you and me equally in my heart!"

Can't even the system recognize it? Her statement gave her a sneer, but Qiao Yu still didn't want to admit the fact that she crooked her ass, and desperately gave Cong Ye a pale explanation.

As an author’s parents, her heart is tingling faintly. What could be more indefensible for the author than the character in her writing that the author is partial to another character... She even has a heart for Cong Ye, and The other party patted her shoulder generously.

"It's okay, it's okay, I understand."

To be honest, she didn't know what he knew, but Qiao Yu still breathed a sigh of relief, and took this as an forgiveness for her for the time being.

She surreptitiously glanced at Lin Qing who had been standing next to him silently, and saw that Lin Qing seemed to have developed a keen interest in the invitation letter from his opponent, and did not react to the conversation between Cong Ye and her.

Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but still faintly felt hard to let go, and quietly asked the system in his heart: "...I am really partial to Lin Qing? Is it obvious?"

"Yes, the host, really? Obvious."

Qiao Yu was silent, thinking she might need to take a moment to reflect on it.

Since they were here, they had to sit down for a while, and the three of them sat on the sofa in the living room together, sniffed from the nose, and sneezed sharply.

"Are you okay?"

Just started to reflect on the eccentric decision? The reformed Qiao Yu was very attentive and handed him a tissue.

"When I came back yesterday? Aunt Cong was already—I couldn't help? You, I'm sorry."

Looking at Lin Qing's slightly apologetic face, Cong Ye waved his hand without hesitation: "It's okay, it's okay, anyway, my mother's personal axis is very good, even if you are with her, she will definitely throw me into the cold water behind you. inner."

…From home, this is simply an eagle pushing the cub down? A way of raising children like a cliff.

Qiao Yu was stunned secretly, and suddenly thought of a question.

"Huh? Why did Lin Qing send me home? It stands to reason, shouldn't it be sent to Cong Ye?"

Her brain circuit is similar to that of Lu Yao. Lin Qing didn't change her face, so he took out the words that Mi Yi had persuaded Lu Yao to say again.

"Because Cong Ye slept very deeply, I can't move him."

"Yes, I can't move it, I can't move it."

The person in charge nodded frequently from Ye, and stood up straight and sat like a heavyweight.

"Yes too."

Qiao Yu accepted this explanation smoothly, and used this topic to throw out the second purpose of her coming this time.

"This time really caused a lot of trouble for everyone-what did you think of yesterday? How did you play? If you don't have a good time, or else I will organize it again as a plea for it?"

right! She came here this time first to send an invitation letter to Lin Qing to show her attention, and second to inquire about the feelings of the hostess about yesterday?

But yesterday? That? A mere three hours? How to think it shouldn't be a good memory for them. Qiao Yu thought about it carefully before? And found that the two of them were selected in the game of Kings? There was only one joint work for them. , King Lu Yao’s instruction was "Let’s talk about what book you are reading recently"—what an extremely boring instruction!

Although these two people have been reading romance novels recently, it is quite surprising, but so? Isn't it that? This kind of beautiful talk about the story of a Western Chamber being read by a man and woman!

So at this moment, she needs her to push it a little bit, and then re-energize and organize a battle of revenge (for the unsuccessful self)!

"I think it's fun, don't think too much about Joe meeting you."

"Me too! Yesterday? Probably the most heart-warming time I went out to play!"

…Weird, the reaction of these two people was much different from what she had imagined.

Lin Qing, who was used to taking care of her, didn't mention it for the time being, Qiao Yu looked at Cong Ye, who was inexplicably emotional, and questioned his abnormal evaluation of Gao.

"...Really? How open? Heart?"

"Yes!"

"why?"

A cold can't stop Cong Ye's elation. His eyes are shining, and his face is full of sincerity and emotion.

"Because I saw that my friend's relationship has developed further, I am very touched!"

"..."

ha? Is Cong Ye such a person? It turns out that he sees it? Everyone will open up when the relationship gets better? Is he a good-hearted person?

Qiao Yu was full of doubts and began to suspect that he had an error with Cong Ye's persona, and continued unsurely.

"Then?, that? Our two? Days? Do you want to go out again...?"

"No, although I really want to go out, I am catching a cold now. Will it spread to you?"

Irrefutable truth, Qiao Yu was speechless.

"and."

Cong Ye raised his eyebrows and looked over, with doubts in his words.

"...Four days before your birthday party? Do you really still have time to come out to play?"

The experience is very rich. Looking far away from the young master, his eyes fell in the air, and he said in the vicissitudes of the voice of the person who came over.

"Look, the process rehearsal and the like, in advance? Remember the names of the elders and the like, and the hardest things... trying on clothes and the like..."

"—Qiao met you, shouldn't it start at all? Start doing it?"

Waiting for Qiao Yu to leave with a small face? After leaving home, Lin Qing also prepared to go upstairs and return to his room with great anxiety.

Qiao Yu's birthday is coming? Not only Qiao Yu has to make some preparations, she also has to think about it.

The most important thing is of course gifts.

Lin Qing frowned slightly and opened the door of the room.

What should I give her? Qiao Yu seems to lack everything, what kind of gift would she like—

Her action to close the door was suddenly blocked, but she turned to look at it but didn't know when? Cong Ye, who came over, supported the door with his hand.

Confronting Lin Qing's doubtful gaze, Cong Ye's eyes were piercing, and his smile was refreshing and harmless.

"I have an idea about the gift to Qiao Yu, do you want to hear it?"