Chapter 736 Youth, I Love You (6)

In the past, Su Zhinian would have stopped Song Qingchun from drinking.

But this time he didn't.

He quietly leaned against the door of the villa where Song Qingchun stayed, looking at the heavy snow falling in front of him, and listening to the sound of Song Qingchun drinking as if drinking boiled water.

Her drinking capacity was still so bad. She got drunk but didn't give up. She even took the phone and called the front desk to deliver drinks.

Su Zhinian only asked the waiter to deliver the wine once, but was not allowed to deliver it a second time.

Song Qingchun inside was completely drunk and turned into a puddle of mud. She muttered a lot to herself, scolding him while muttering.

Drunkness made her delirious and she spoke incoherently. In the end, she giggled as if she was very happy and jumped around the villa singing.

Song Qingchun struggled for most of the night before finally calming down.

Su Zhinian waited until she took a long breath and fell asleep completely before returning to the room he had opened.

The day after the heavy snowfall, the weather was surprisingly good.

The sun shines brightly on the resort, with red plums and white snow. The impact of colors makes the whole world as beautiful as a dream.

Su Zhinian got up on time at eight o'clock, and after having breakfast, he appeared at the door of Song Qingchun's villa as usual.

She was drunk and had not yet woken up. He leaned against the wall, staring at a few children playing and jumping not far away, and waited quietly.

It was not until ten o'clock that there was finally movement in the villa.

Song Qingchun woke up. He had a severe headache due to his hangover and made short muffled sounds.

She stayed on the bed for about fifteen minutes, then got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

The sound of running water lasted for nearly half an hour before it stopped, and then there was the sound of bottles and jars being opened and closed. Su Zhinian, who had lived with her for a hundred days, knew that it was her daily skin care.

As the rustling sound of getting dressed ended, the villa fell into an eerie silence.

Su Zhinian raised his wrist and glanced at the time. It was already eleven-fifteen. According to past practice, Song Qingchun might have to call to order food.

However, until 11:45, Song Qingchun still didn't make any sound.

Just when Su Zhinian thought she had fallen asleep again, he heard her footsteps going downstairs.

The clatter of slippers was getting closer and closer to the door. Su Zhinian stood up straight out of habit, walked around the wall on the side of the villa, and hid.

The door of the villa opened, and Song Qingchun did not leave on the steps like before. Instead, he turned around and looked towards where Su Zhinian was standing.

She stood at the door for a moment, without closing the door of the villa, and walked over to Su Zhinian.

She was hungover, and her face looked a little pale. Her blow-dried hair was hung casually on the back of her head, flying around in the cold wind.

She looked at him quietly for a while, lowered her eyes, and said softly: "Shall we talk?"

"Okay." Su Zhinian nodded, looked at the ice and snow around him, and then at her without a coat, and then said: "It's cold outside, do you want to go inside first?"

Song Qingchun said "Yeah", turned around and walked back to her villa. She didn't close the door. Su Zhinian knew that she wanted him to go to her room to talk.

When Su Zhinian entered the room, Song Qingchun was already sitting on the sofa. She probably had a headache and was rubbing her left temple with her fingers.