Chapter 685: Get married quickly
Chapter 685: Get married quickly
Xia Ling took the scarf.
Very soft touch, spreading in my heart.
They have known each other for so many years, been separated and reunited for so many years, and so many storms have passed, but she has never really put a scarf on him with her own hands. She stood up on her tiptoes slightly and carefully wrapped the soft material around his neck. Round and round.
He lowered his head to look at her. The two of them were so close that they could smell each other's breath.
He could see her eyelashes fluttering gently like butterflies, as soft as a small brush, and her delicate eyebrows, which were charming. I wish I could just hold her in my arms.
She didn't know what he was thinking, so she concentrated on putting a scarf on him, just like the example in the advertisement, covering half of his face with fine cashmere. The scarf was pressed against the scar on his cheek, and she ran her fingers along the edge bit by bit. She paused slightly as she stroked it, then touched it inadvertently.
"Actually, it's not a serious injury." He said softly, as if he could read her thoughts.
She was startled by his voice and retracted her hand in panic.
“Who asked you this?” She said stiffly.
He chuckled: "Really, it doesn't hurt."
She took two steps back and turned around, feeling embarrassed as if someone had discovered the secret in her heart. The warm sunset filtered in through the vines outside the window frame. He hugged her from behind, rested his head on her shoulder, and closed his eyes.
In my memory, the scene of being attacked by Li Feng four years ago and slashing my cheek with a knife came to mind again. Only then did he realize that he was afraid. If he died in that accident, he would never be able to hug her like this and feel her body temperature and the fragrance of her hair. So real, beautiful, and vivid.
Xia Ling's body was a little stiff, but she didn't move.
His breath brushed against her ears, making her nervous and feeling a strange... sense of security. After an unknown amount of time, the sense of security gradually made her relax, and she closed her eyes.
The room was quiet, no one spoke.
Little Shaohui retreated out of nowhere.
After a long time, Li Lei spoke: "Xiao Ling, I love you."
Her closed eyelashes moved slightly and she whispered: "Liar."
He reached out, covered her hand with his dry palm, and said, "I will never lie to you."
Xia Ling wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, he really never told her a lie. But is this love? If it is true love, what is the suffering of so many years?
She gently broke away from his arms.
“It’s getting late,” she said, “Let’s go back.”
“Aren’t you leaving me to eat?” He also looked at the time and said with a smile.
Xia Ling: "I don't have anything good to eat here."
Li Lei: "I'll do it for you." He didn't give her a chance to refuse, and all the responses were thought of perfectly on the way here. With her confused look on her face, he entered the kitchen, and he and Shaohui quickly cooked a large table of dishes. Treated her and had a dinner.
At dinner, he was careful not to talk when he had nothing to say.
She answered every one of them, not too repulsive, nor warm.
Li Lei knew that there was still a gap in her heart and that this kind of thing should be done slowly. After dinner, he did not stay long and left wisely. Xia Ling walked him to the door.
He gave her a final hug and left.
This night, Xia Ling had a rare good dream. She dreamed that she, him, and Shao Hui were sitting side by side on the beach watching the sunset. She dreamed that Shao Hui called her mother and him father.
When she woke up from the dream, she was lost in thought for a long time. Could this be her true wish?
She drove out. I’m going to record a song today, which is a collaboration with Wei Shaoyin. Over the years, although her company has become independent, it is just a brokerage company and is not as comprehensive as Emperor and Tianyi. The music producers she often collaborates with are all external hires, including Wei Shaoyin and Feng Kun.
Wei Aojiao is very arrogant. No matter how famous she is now that she is a queen, he still wants her to go to his recording studio. His recording studio was in Tianyi, so she parked her car directly from the underground garage without going through the main entrance, and took the special elevator to his floor. open the door.
Wei Shaoyin didn't know who she was talking to on the phone: "I said I can't change it, I can't change it! Do you understand music? Once you change it, the taste changes! If you insist on changing it, don't come to me to cooperate! Don't let this thing go wrong My name is not allowed! You hear me? You want to go to Li Lei, it’s useless!”
He hung up the phone angrily.
Xia Ling had long been accustomed to his behavior. She took off her coat and hung it on the hanger, poured herself a glass of lemonade, took out her own copy from the neatly packed information cabinet, and flipped through it. Started reading. "You changed "Cross Streets" again? Not bad, it sounds much better."
Only then did Wei Shaoyin notice her coming.
"It's better for you to worry less." Wei Shaoyin had just finished the quarrel and was very pleased with her. "Today's young singers don't know how high the sky is. They beg grandpa and grandma to beg me to produce a song, but they still don't sing as required. , I really don’t understand why she went to all the trouble to find me if she only wanted that kind of shoddy quality!”
Xia Ling laughed at what he said and asked, "Who provoked you again this time?"
Wei Shaoyin reported a name.
Xia Ling laughed even more, what kind of little singer is this? She is also a popular A-list actress, okay? It makes producer Wei very angry. She said lazily while flipping through her song information: "I asked you to come to Feng Qianshang and you won't come. If you come, just be the one for me, so you don't have to worry."
When she first left Tianyi, she openly poached.
Unfortunately, Wei Shaoyin stood firm: "Aren't you still recording Feng Kun's songs? How can I get past your bad taste?! When did you and Feng Kun draw a line and only record my songs? , I will go to Feng Qianshang!”
Xia Ling sighed.
These two music producers are really incompatible. After all these years, Wei Shaoyin still can't get used to Feng Kun. Even if she records one more song with Feng Kun, she will be nagged for a long time. It's really...
Hey, Xia Ling shook her head, what a pair of enemies.
"Hurry up and record this song here," Xia Ling flipped through the sheet music. "There's another song waiting for me over there, A Kun. I'm going over there this afternoon." She raised her head and glanced, "You Do you want to come together?"
“You are a ghost!” Wei Shaoyin was very angry.
"Akun said I haven't seen you for a long time. Last time he asked me to bring you some..." Xia Ling said slowly, "By the way, his coffee making skills have improved again. Your favorite Mandheling is very good." Delicious.”
Wei Shaoyin looked a little moved, hesitated for a moment, and still refused: "I won't go!"
“It was very boring for me to be alone...” Xia Ling felt melancholy.
"Ask the boss to accompany you!" Wei Shaoyin glared at her, "Didn't he come back to the country to chase you? For so many years, you have been staring at the amulet he gave you every day. Don't tell me that you don't miss him. Hurry up and get you Get rid of these messy feelings and get married as soon as he and Su Tang break up!"
(End of this chapter)