Since Gu Youli came, song Qinghuan was no longer there. He sat on the steps outside to keep out the cold.
Of course, it's also because her stomach is getting bigger and bigger, and the steps are too low. She is really uncomfortable.
Song Qinghuan looked at the time on the wall. It was already nine o'clock.
Gu Youli said he was going to see his friends today, but he hasn't come back yet.
After watching TV for a while, song Qinghuan took out his mobile phone and called Gu Youli.
Gu Youli said on the phone that she was on her way back and should arrive soon. She also told her not to wait for herself. If she was sleepy, she would go upstairs to sleep.
After hanging up the phone, song Qinghuan asks the housekeeper to make a snack and wait for Gu Youli to come back to eat together.
Just then, through the open floor glass window, she seemed to hear a sound outside.
Song Qinghuan thought that Gu Youli had come back, so he got up and opened the door: "Li Li, are you back?"
There was no one outside. The dark night was lonely and quiet. There seemed to be a smell of wine in the air, as if it was blown by the wind.
Pregnant, she couldn't stand the smell of wine. She unconsciously put her hand over her nose.
Looking around, she said softly, "Li Li, Li Li, are you back? Li Li... "
Afraid of Gu Youli going out to meet his friends, he accidentally drinks and falls outside when he comes back. Song Qinghuan makes a small turn at the door.
Seeing that there was really no one, he turned back to the house.
Not far behind the tall Bush stood a tall and upright man with a long body. When song Qinghuan turned to the Bush, he held his breath and looked at the figure thinking day and night, and approached himself a little bit.
Close, closer, I want to hold her tightly in my arms, but after all, I hold back, transfer a position, quietly stagger with song Qinghuan.
His eyes are dark, deep and affectionate. He has been staring at Song Qinghuan's figure.
But his eyes were a little confused, not as calm as before. From the light taste of wine, he should have drunk a lot of wine.
Say more or less, just two bottles of foreign wine.
But because the drink is too fast, so the wine is full and urgent.
"Huan'er..." When the cold step, came to the door, gently called the name of song Qinghuan.
The voice, which had been eroded by alcohol, was extremely hoarse and weak. Only he could hear it.
Burning breathing, it seems to be able to pass through the door, let everyone feel inside.
Song Qinghuan stood behind the door and did not leave immediately.
Because she seemed to hear, when the cold called her, her heart beat up suddenly, inexplicably, as if she felt something.
She turned around, across the door, thinking
At the moment, outside the cold raised his left hand, slender fingers gently pasted on the door: "must wait for me, wait for me to pick you up home!"
Inside the back door, song Qinghuan also raised his right hand and put his palm on the door.
It's exactly the same location.
The heart beats faster and faster. Song Qinghuan raises his other hand and grabs his chest clothes.
Just now, if she was hallucinating, why now, she seems to have heard the voice of Shi Yuhan again?
Is it outside to keep out the cold? Has he come yet?
But there was no one just now, but why could she still feel that he was outside?
Wine in the wind? That's not supposed to be the time to keep out the cold.