I don't want to live again

Chapter 136 Chapter 136
Wanwan lived in Linshan until the second day of junior high school, and the two of them never went out once, they just stayed in the room.

There are endless love words, and when the love is strong, the bed sheets will come naturally.

This is just because the time of separation is too long, so the two feel that it is better to be together than to do anything.

In the second year of junior high school, Song Qingcheng drove her to the airport after lunch.

The car is the Audi that Wanwan drove when she came here. She left the car in Linshan, and drove it back next time she came again.

This is the car she bought, and it is usually used in Yangnan. Song Qingcheng decided to leave it to Yu Ying after he left.

Song Dakai and Zhang Yuqing also left together, but they came by car, so the four of them divided into two cars.

When parting, Wanwan held Yu Ying's hand, her eyes were red.

"Qingwan, don't work so hard in the future, just let Qingcheng do more if there is something to do, men have to be responsible for making money." Yu Ying said seriously.

Wanwan nodded: "Mom, don't worry, I will come back to see you often in the future."

"Just keep busy with your own affairs, don't always remember us."

Yu Ying nodded seriously, and then changed the topic: "I really didn't expect that when I first met you, you were still a beautiful host, but in the end you became my daughter-in-law."

"Mom, if I knew this, I should have treated you better." Wanwan said with a smile.

Yu Ying patted the back of her hand: "You are good to me too!"

"It should be better, and I will send you delicious food every day." Wanwan smiled.

Her complexion has improved a lot, she has a feminine charm on her body, her eyebrows are opened, and that style is very beautiful.

After getting into the car, Song Qingcheng drove away, her eye circles were always red, and tears still flowed down from time to time.

"Wanwan, what's wrong?" Song Qingcheng patted her leg lightly with one hand.

She glanced at him and muttered: "I just like being with my mother. She has been so kind to me these two days. If I want to eat noodles, she makes hand-rolled noodles for me and fried fish. It's delicious.

I really want to stay at home for a few more days, so when I think about it, I can't bear to leave... And you, when I think about it, I will be separated from you, and I can't bear to leave.

You still have a second or third wife in your heart, and I only have you alone. Anyway, you have to think about my well-being. I treat you wholeheartedly. Apart from you, there is no one else. "

"Just come back in a few days. "The Voice" is not a live broadcast, but a recorded broadcast, so when the recording is finished, you will have time."

Song Qingcheng kept his hand on her leg, and squeezed it lightly a few times. Wanwan's legs were very slender. Although they were not as good as Xu Jiani's, they were still at the top level.

Wanwan nodded: "I should have some time in March, come back and stay for a few more days, and spend time with my mother. The seafood in Linshan is also delicious. I want to eat more times. The sea urchin this time is very good. I I've never eaten it before."

When the car reached the side road of the airport, Song Qingcheng stopped the car, Song Dakai and Zhang Yuqing also stopped, the four got out of the car, and formally said goodbye on the side of the road.

Wanwan and Zhang Yuqing embraced each other, their eye circles were red, Song Qingcheng felt that Wanwan was affectionate for the first time.

When they arrived at the airport, Wanwan's mood was not too high. After parking the car, Song Qingcheng took a look at her, hugged her into his arms, sat on her body, and kissed her several times.

"Okay, are you still sad? You were so cheerful before, it seems that you were not so affectionate." Song Qingcheng kissed her nose, it was very fragrant and smelled very good.

Wanwan hugged his neck and said angrily: "He has always been affectionate, but you didn't notice it before! Besides, he feels sad.

And you, people are most worried about you. They are always worried that you will not have enough to eat, that you will not wear warm clothes, and if no one takes care of you, and you are so busy, how can you take care of it?

And besides, you are such a good eater, you will feel uncomfortable if you eat a meal late, it is really impossible to have no one by your side!I will go to Donghai to meet them early and let them take good care of you.

What's the use of them if you can't even take care of them?Anyway, you have to be good, eat on time, let them do the laundry for you, don't starve. "

Song Qingcheng stretched out his hand and squeezed her buttocks, then said softly: "Don't worry, I will be fine."

"That's what you said, let's go, I have to go, slow down when I go back." Wanwan responded.

Song Qingcheng nodded earnestly. This daughter-in-law is really different, she is more caring than before. Naturally, this is because she truly recognizes the identity of the Song family's daughter-in-law.

The two got out of the car, interlocked their fingers, checked in for the plane, and when they walked to the boarding gate, she turned her head, hugged him tightly, and kissed at the airport.

Many people around looked at it, and some people even recognized Wanwan.

"Wow, isn't that the hostess of Jiangnan Satellite TV? It seems to be the host of "The Voice"."

"Yes, I'm going to host this year's Jiangnan Satellite TV Spring Festival Gala. She looks so pretty!"

"It's so beautiful, even more beautiful than the hostesses in the National TV Spring Festival Gala."

"Yeah, the hostesses of the Spring Festival Gala are still wearing makeup. She doesn't even have any makeup on. She's really pretty, and she's not short either. That's great."

A group of people gathered around, wanting to sign.

Wanwan signed a few signatures, and then he took a look at Song Qingcheng, and he said softly: "I'm sorry, everyone, my girlfriend is leaving, see you later when I have a chance."

The crowd dispersed, Wanwan held his face and kissed him again, then turned and left.

For her, she is the daughter-in-law recognized by the Song parents, so she doesn't care if people know about her relationship with Song Qingcheng.

When Song Qingcheng turned around, someone came to him asking for his autograph.

"Sir, you are so handsome, are you a star?"

"Help us sign it!"

Song Qingcheng waved his hand, and said calmly: "I'm not a celebrity, and my signature is worthless, so I won't sign it. Thank you everyone, and please support my family Qingwan."

He left in a hurry, got into the car, and went straight home.

On the way, he was thinking about recording an album. With six songs, it wouldn't be difficult.

He copied some songs from the last album, all of which were his favorite songs. This time, he plans to record the song "You Are Not Really Happy".

Just copy the other five songs. "Summer Light Year" is also good. It is youthful and unscrupulous. That is the real youth.

It was already dark when returning home, Song Qingcheng parked the car, let out a sigh of relief, suddenly felt a little cold.

It's not just his body that's cold, but also his heart. Wanwan is gone, and there is no woman around him to accompany him.

Song Qingcheng felt that he might have really become extravagant. In any case, he would be very busy in the future, going to the capital, and then returning to the East China Sea.

The companies are all there, and as the boss, he can't stay out of the matter. Jiuding Games, Hezhong Advertising, and Xiaowangge Hot Pot Restaurant, he always pays more attention to them.

The house was hot, Yu Ying's eyes were still a little red, Song Qingcheng was startled: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm still thinking about Qingwan." Song Jianguo smiled on the side.

Song Qingcheng sat beside her, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Just relax, Qingwan said that she might come back to see you in March, and stay a few more days then.

And if you really miss your daughter-in-law, I still have several of them, and I will bring them back, so that they can take turns to accompany you, and you won't be lonely. "

"Stinky boy, what did you say?" Yu Ying suddenly became angry, stretched out her hand to twist his ear, and yelled: "It's outrageous, Qing Wan treats you so well, you still want to find someone else?"

Song Qingcheng jumped up, dodged, and said with a smile: "Mom, are you more energetic?"

Yu Ying was startled, then sat down, snorted, and didn't speak, but her energy was much better.

Song Jianguo secretly gave Song Qingcheng a thumbs up, and then went into the kitchen to pack up the food.

There was a whole table full of rice, the oysters weighed twenty catties, and there were two big pots, as well as dumplings.

Yu Ying glanced at him and said, "When do you plan to go back?"

"I'm going to the capital first. I still have something to do there. I just went to see my second uncle." Song Qingcheng responded.

Yu Ying nodded: "Your dad and I are going to Yanhai to help grandpa for a few days. It happens that we still have a few friends over there, and we have to visit. We will go there early tomorrow morning. You should go early these few days. let's go."

"You really are." Song Qingcheng shrugged.

Yu Ying reached out and tapped his forehead: "We also want to have our own lives, you are not young anymore, you are still a genius, you must be busy with your own career."

Song Qingcheng nodded, didn't say anything else, but felt very warm in his heart.

Over the years, they had indeed given up a lot for him, and now that they finally had their own time, they should indeed go out for a walk, and staying at home all the time was empty.

He can understand such a mentality, after all, he was nearly 40 years old in his previous life.

A person always goes to nightclubs not because he wants to be attractive, but more often because he is lonely.

The oysters were delicious, and so were the dumplings. Song Jianguo drank some wine and poured some for Song Qingcheng.

What was poured was baijiu, and Song Qingcheng drank a couple of taels, his body was warm.

Yu Ying finished eating first, went to turn on the TV early, and tuned to Jiangnan Satellite TV.

"You all come over and take a look in a while, Qingwan is going to host the Spring Festival Gala, let's take a look together." Yu Ying said lightly.

As soon as she finished speaking, her cell phone rang, she picked it up, said a few words, and smiled.

"Qingwan, are you here? We're all at the TV station... Have you eaten yet? You can't eat it... You still have to eat, don't be hungry, always have a cushion... Yes, a few pieces of chocolate are also fine."

Yu Ying said with a smile, very happy.

Song Qingcheng looked at his watch, it was still early, and the show hadn't started yet.

He ate the last few oysters and the taste of the sea filled his mouth.

After going back to the room to tidy up, he came out with a big notebook and sat in front of the TV. Yu Ying had already finished making calls.

"Qingcheng, Qingwan has arrived at the TV station, and she is preparing for a show, and I will see her in a while... I just called my colleagues in the unit and asked them to watch Jiangnan Satellite TV as well.

As for your father, he also notified all the employees in the post office to watch at home. Anyway, I must watch my daughter-in-law's program carefully. "

There was pride in Yu Ying's voice, Song Qingcheng smiled and nodded.

He wrote songs, "You Are Not Really Happy", "Summer Light Year", "Nocturne", "Blue and White Porcelain", "Rice Fragrance", and the last song is "Broad Sea and Sky".

This song is a song of Xin Orchestra. It reveals an indescribable depression, but it is extremely tense and somewhat healing.

Song Qingcheng thought about it, this kind of combination can be said to be a collection of classics, and it is almost enough.

While thinking and writing, his memory has really become astonishing. After writing out the lyrics, after thinking about it, there is no problem with the song.

Yu Ying's voice came from beside him, he was immersed in song writing at this moment, and he really didn't care.

"Qingcheng, it's time to start!" Yu Ying called out.

Song Jianguo stopped her: "Qingcheng is doing something, you see he has written so many things, don't call him."

Yu Ying glanced at it, he wrote several pages, which made her feel sore.

It's a good thing that her son is capable, but she doesn't want him to be too tired, but she still keeps her voice down and concentrates on watching TV.

Ning Qingwan came out, wearing a purple dress, very beautiful.

The dress is somewhat conservative, with long sleeves and a tight waist, fully showing her figure, which can be said to be invincible.

Her style has faded away from the childishness, and now she has the youthfulness of a woman, Yu Ying praised: "It's so beautiful! None of the actresses in China is more beautiful than Qing Wan."

She paused at this point, then turned her head to look at Song Qingcheng and said: "Now I finally know why Qingcheng is called a genius.

You see, he is too focused on what he does. I didn't even hear him when I told him to work so hard. Are you tired?Shall we go to Yanhai tomorrow?Then there would be no one to take care of him. "

"Go, why don't you go!" Song Jianguo nodded, and then changed the topic: "He is a genius, he can't go hungry."

On the TV screen, after Ning Qingwan broadcasted the broadcast, a male host next to her smiled and said to her: "Qingwan, you are really beautiful today, I think it is very similar to the current situation of our Jiangnan Satellite TV."

"How to say?" Ning Qingwan smiled, her teeth were particularly neat.

The male host nodded and said: "Elegant and luxurious, full of flowers!"

The show then started, Yu Ying pointed and said: "This person is not good, he is not as good as Qingcheng."

"It's also for the effect of the show. They have rehearsed in advance. They didn't say these words on purpose." Song Jianguo smiled and comforted her.

Song Qingcheng put down his notebook, and finally came back to his senses. He looked at the TV screen, and Wanwan's smiling face flashed past.

"Mom, does it look good?" Song Qingcheng asked.

Yu Ying turned around and said with a smile: "Qing Wan is pretty, but the show is so-so. I can't say how good it is."

"Look, I've entered the house and I have to write something." Song Qingcheng nodded.

Yu Ying took a deep look at him: "Then don't be too tired, you are still so young, even if you want to do something, you have to do it slowly, don't rush."

"Thank you Mom, I understand." Song Qingcheng replied.

After returning to the room, he drew the logo of Singularity Chinese website again, and recalled the flashing picture just now, the bowl is really big.

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