Chapter 502

"Hiding from you? Son, did you pursue other people's son an?" Mrs. Liu, as a woman, instantly had a great sense of superiority. She could just give advice to Liu Heyan on feelings.

"Pursuit? I'm a little embarrassed if I didn't make it clear..." Liu Heyan seemed to hold it to a certain extent and said it all at once.

"Excuse me? Son, you're a big man. What's wrong with you? If you want to say sorry, it should be that other girls are embarrassed! Listen to your mother. From tomorrow, you should pursue other girls seriously. Don't be sneaky and let others feel your heart."

Mrs. Liu was very excited at this time. There was a gully in her chest, which made Liu Heyan listen attentively.

Liu Heyan is short of such a strategist. After all, Liu Heyan's love experience is almost zero. When it comes to these things of pursuing girls, he basically stays at the level of common sense.

"Mom, can what you said work? Does it work?" although Liu Heyan has heard Mrs. Liu's words in his heart, he still can't help beating the drum, for fear that Mrs. Liu has a sudden whim and deliberately straightened him.

"Nonsense is sure to work. Mom, I'm also a girl's family. I understand! Boys should take the initiative and coax other girls. They must be able to say sweet words. The most important thing is to let others see your sincerity, son."

Although Mrs. Liu is very playful, she can still distinguish her priorities. After all, the main task at present is to find a marriage for Liu Heyan. Although she deviated from the theme a few days ago, seeing that Liu Heyan's love path was frustrated, Mrs. Liu immediately remembered her current job.

"Really?" Liu Heyan murmured Mrs. Liu's words.

For Liu Heyan, it seems that for emotional contact, theory has long been more than practice. But when it was time for practice, Liu Heyan was embarrassed to find that the theory he mastered was already out of date.

"Yes, it's true, son. You should tell people clearly that you want them to be your girlfriend." Liu Taiji seriously taught Liu Heyan.

"Does it work, mom?" Liu Heyan was still a little uncertain. After all, Mrs. Liu's previous image was too unstable, so Liu Heyan was afraid to spoil his good deeds under Mrs. Liu's guidance.

"Don't worry, it will work. That's what your father did to me. On the one hand, he told me every day that he would be good to me all my life, and sent me flowers every day. On the other hand, he told me that it was not for me to marry in this life..."

Mrs. Liu always boasts that she has married love in this life, so she will always fall into the good memories of her love consciously or unconsciously. It seems that every time she talks about the past, time will come back. All the beauty and heart can come back again.

However, Liu Heyan did not know how many times he had listened to the bridge between Mr. and Mrs. Liu since he could remember. At this time, even if he was more patient, he was a little unable to listen.

"Mom, OK, I wrote down what you said tonight. I'm a little tired, so I'll go to bed first. You should have a rest earlier." Liu Heyan realized that once Mrs. Liu introduced the topic to Lao Liu and Mrs. Liu himself, the topic could not turn back in a short time, and he didn't dare to force it. He was ready to slip away first.

"Hey, hey, he Yan, I haven't finished yet." Mrs. Liu shouted behind Liu He Yan.

For Mrs. Liu, such a past is an incomparably brilliant record. She always wants to show off again and again, even if the object is her own son.

Liu Heyan finally returned to his room with a smile on his lips. He couldn't help laughing happily at the thought of Lao Liu and Mrs. Liu's extremely lively half life.

Taking her parents' love as a witness, Liu Heyan said that she should pay for her heart once and try her best. She must not be counselled or afraid in front of true love.

Liu Heyan took a deep breath and felt determined. Liu Heyan felt that if he could be accompanied by love in his life, the object must be song Zian.

It was late at night, and most people had fallen asleep, but downstairs of the Song family, there was a Liangbao blue sports car parked low-key under a big tree.

In the car, it was Chu Nian who didn't sleep at night.

Chu Nian didn't come to the bottom of song's house to stand guard, but Chu Nian always had insomnia and couldn't sleep well at night.

It was boring to stay at home, so Chu Nian drove out to hang around.

At first, Chu Nian just drove to the hibiscus studio without any other ideas. He was just used to looking up at the direction of song Zian's office to see if the lamp belonging to song Zian was still on.

But when I ran to today, the whole floor of Hibiscus studio was dark.

Chu Nian thought blankly. It seems that song Zian came home early today.

Chu Nian drove the car unplanned and ran downstairs to the Song family. He still opened the skylight and looked up at the direction of song Zian's bedroom.

However, unlike just now, the light in Song Zian's room was still on.

Chu Nian wanted to go up to find song Zian, but first, it was too late to talk about it late at night; On the other hand, Chu Nian didn't know what he could say when he met song Zian, or he asked song Zian to come back before Chu Nian could say anything.

Just don't go up. Just stay downstairs. Chu Nian felt that it was good to just stay alone, look at the sky and take a look at the direction of song Zian's room. It wasn't so hard and boring.

Just as time goes by, the lights in that building are going out one by one. Finally, only the one in Song Zian's room is still on alone.

Chu Nian stared at the lamp and couldn't help thinking about what song Zian was doing at this time?

Chu Nian vaguely remembers that a long time ago, it seemed that song Zian had not been like this. He would always call Chu Nian or send wechat at night.

Sometimes, song Zian will tell Chu Nian that she is painting, drawing her own design, a unique design in the world. She will tell Chu Nian that one day Chu Nian can see her every design, just like seeing the works of a master.

Later, what song Zian said came true, and Chu Nian saw it. Song Zian's exclusive design exhibition is the result of song Zian's countless hard work day and night. Chu Nian still remembers that when he first saw it, Chu Nian was happy and couldn't help admiring. He wasn't resonated with art, but he was touched in his heart. But what kind of touch came from? Chu Nian can't explain clearly today.

Chu Nian still remembers that sometimes song Zian would tell Chu Nian that she was watching horror movies. She couldn't help acting coquettish in wechat and asked Chu Nian not to sleep and accompany her. Song Zian would say that if she found Chu Nian absent after reading it, she would be afraid and couldn't sleep all night. When a person stays in a room, there is only the feeling of fear, that is another horror film.

Chu Nian thought hard. What did he say at that time? It seems that song Zian is insane. Don't watch it if it's terrible. It's really not good. Go to the next door to find Yang Lele. Anyway, there's nothing to be afraid of with Yang Lele.

It's just that Chu Nian said so. It seems that she can't sleep well all night. She always pays attention to her mobile phone. If song Zian doesn't know when she really sent a message late at night, Chu Nian will always frown and return a word: Yes.

But for so long, song Zian has not sent wechat with Chu Nian for so long. Chu Nian was not used to it for a long time, but it became a habit in the end.

Chu Nian paused and continued to think, what else does song Zian do at night? It seems that song Zian sometimes reads at night. Song Zian likes reading all kinds of books, from Chinese and foreign literature to social encyclopedia to the fantasy world. It seems that song Zian is not interested.

But how did Chu Nian know? By the way, in the evening, song Zian always reads books while reading interesting content, or reads idiom sounds, or takes photos and sends them to Chu Nian. What song Zian often sends is the type that Chu Nian often dabbles in. At that time, no matter what Chu Nian was doing, he would always stop and enjoy it. It seemed that the dull mood had been reborn at once, with more strength and patience.

Chu Nian now remembers those nights. I don't know if it's the same as today. There's only one lamp left in the whole building. Will song Zian be alone at that time? Or does song Zian know that when he looks at the past from an outside perspective, he always feels that the owner of the lamp is so stubborn and has such a distressing smell?

"Did you sleep?" Chu Nian sighed slightly, took out his mobile phone, edited a wechat and sent it to song Zian.

Chu Nian finished sending the message and looked at his watch. It was already 12:30 in the morning, but song Zian's lamp was still holding on.

Without waiting for a reply, Chu Nian couldn't help thinking, shouldn't song Zian have fallen asleep on the table? How hard it must have been that night!

Chu Nian stretched out his hand and tried the wind outside. The wind at night was not as gentle as that in the day, but still chilly. Chu Nian couldn't help thinking, if he fell asleep like this, would he catch a cold the next day?

After ten minutes, Chu Nian's eyebrows have wrinkled together, but can't call at this time? If song Zian didn't fall asleep, wouldn't he think Chu Nian was crazy?

After thinking about it, Chu Nian took out his mobile phone and made up a message: "go to bed early, it's late."

After sending the message, Chu Nian still raised his head and looked at the direction of the lamp.