One Thousand Three Hundred and Twelve Appointments (One)

Tang Yu's face turned black, "Divorce and breakup again, can't you think of something good in your little head?"

Song Zhixing's mouth flattened, "I can't believe it. Everyone said that you and I won't be together for long. Yesterday... Yesterday, Grandpa Tang came to me and told me that one day we will break up, your mother will not agree to us being together, and sooner or later I will regret hurting grandpa and aunt because of you..."

At the end, Song Zhixing looked at him with her eyes fixed, as if eager to get more information from his eyes that could refute these words, so that she could feel more secure.

Tang Yu was shocked for a moment.

Father didn't come to him, but he came to her.

Everyone knew that she was fragile, so everyone put the burden on her.

Tang Yu neglected this matter again. He neglected that in this relationship, she had much more pressure than he did. He neglected that her persistence paid a much higher price than him.

"Xingxing, no matter who comes to you in the future, call me first. Got it?" He held her face and wiped the tears from her face with his thumb, "Whenever you meet an elder, you must tell me first!"

If there is a storm, it should be him who bears it, not her.

Song Zhixing grabbed his hand, "Then... are they all true? We... really can't go on?"

"Do you believe them or me?"

Song Zhixing bit her lip, and finally, just looked at him steadily. The answer is self-evident.

Tang Yu pulled his lips with relief, and his deep eyes met hers, "As long as you don't waver, I will never let go of your hand. Even if one day, you really waver and don't want me anymore - I will still hold you and make you fall in love with me again."

Song Zhixing thought, there is no need to fall in love again.

Tang Yu has such charm that people can't extricate themselves after falling in love, and finally they will only fall deeper and deeper.

"Okay, now that I've made it clear and I'm not angry anymore, show me what's hidden behind it."

Song Zhixing almost forgot about it, but she didn't expect Tang Yu to still remember it. She must not let Tang Yu see it, otherwise, he will definitely laugh at her again!

"I'm practicing calligraphy, just writing it casually."

"Practicing calligraphy? Just right,

Let me see if I've made any progress." Tang Yu replied casually.

"Are you so free that you even want to see me practicing calligraphy." Song Zhixing broke away from his hand, "Are you coming back to get the documents and then go back to the company? Go get them quickly, I'm going back to my own room."

As she said that, she wanted to run away.

Tang Yu's long legs and long arms took a step forward, stretched out his hand and snatched the paper ball in her hand. Song Zhixing hadn't reacted yet, and when she turned around, Tang Yu had already unfolded the paper ball.

He looked at the words on it, and the paper was actually written with his own name. Moreover, although the font looked a little awkward, it was still possible to tell at a glance that it was imitating his font.

He raised his eyebrows, and his half-smiley eyes turned away from the paper ball and fell on her.

Song Zhixing was embarrassed by his gaze, her face flushed, she tiptoed, and reached out to grab it, "Give it back to me."

Her soft body fell on him. Tang Yu enjoyed this closeness very much. He didn't hold her to sleep last night, and he slept very uneasy. He embraced her with his long arms, hugged her, "Why are you hiding? It's not a love letter written to me. Hmm?"

"I won't write you a love letter." Song Zhixing's face was flushed.

Tang Yu said "hmm", "But I think... these things look like they are no different from love letters."

"Nonsense!"

Tang Yu returned the paper ball to her. Smiling, "Did you miss me, so you kept writing my name?"

"Who misses you, who hates you." Song Zhixing refused to admit, "Who made you angry!"

Tang Yu grabbed her chin, leaned over and kissed her hard on the lips. As if to reassure her, he said to her again in a serious manner: "There won't be a next time."

Song Zhixing stood on tiptoe and bit his lips hard, "You said that. If there is a next time, I won't want you anymore!"

Tang Yu frowned, "You said that again. Try to say you don't want me again!"

Song Zhixing rubbed her stomach pitifully, "I'm so hungry. It's all your fault that you made me angry and made me have no appetite to eat properly. You have to compensate me for breakfast."

"I also made you angry and didn't eat breakfast." Tang Yu pinched her soft face, "Go downstairs, let's eat together."

Song Zhixing stuffed the crumpled paper ball into her pocket and followed Tang Yu downstairs to have breakfast. Compared with the upset and depressed mood just now, she is in a much better mood now.

Downstairs, Sister Li saw the two of them coming down with a happy face, and knew that they had reconciled, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Breakfast was ready in the kitchen, and Tang Yu personally poured her milk. Song Zhixing took a sip, turned around and asked him, "Are you going to the company again?"

"No." Tang Yu took a tissue to wipe off the white milk residue on the corner of her lips, "I just went to the company and have explained today's work clearly. Is there anything special you want to do? I'll take you out for a walk to relax."

Song Zhixing remembered the conversation with his client's girlfriend at the Sailboat Hotel that day, and became excited, "Where can I go? Are you willing to take me?"

"There are prerequisites. Your health comes first. You can't go to places where the air is too bad. You can't go to places where there are too many people. And..."

"This won't work, that won't work, then I don't want to go anywhere." Song Zhixing put down the milk cup in frustration, "You go back to work, I might as well stay at home and have a good sleep."

Tang Yu raised his lips, "This is a good suggestion, I'll stay with you."

"..."Song Zhixing threw the napkin at him unhappily, "Tang Yu, you big pervert! You think about those things all day long."

"What are those things?" Tang Yu folded the napkin aside, his movements were elegant, and he looked innocent as if he had no idea what she was talking about, "Want to sleep, what's wrong?"

Song Zhixing knew that he couldn't win the argument with him, he was much thicker-skinned than himself. She snorted twice, "I'm going anyway, if you don't want to go, forget it, I'll go by myself."

"Tell me your proposal first."

"Hasn't there been a new amusement park recently? I want to go there. Chengcheng just told me that she went there yesterday and it was fun."

"Amusement park? Isn't that childish?" Tang Yu couldn't imagine such an occasion, but seeing her excited look, he took a step back and said, "Let's go tomorrow."

"Why tomorrow?"

Tang Yu took the phone and dialed the number while saying, "That amusement park is owned by a friend. I asked him to temporarily close the park tomorrow and let you play alone."

Song Zhixing rolled his eyes, stood up and walked over to take the phone from Tang Yu's hand.