Heart attack

Chapter 474
"Are you going to stay in the courtyard all night?" Tang Hong also lay on the window, looking down at him.

Sheng Yan dragged a chair and sat down: "No way, my girlfriend is on the second floor, so men and women can't go up."

"Hard work, kid."

"Is it hard to see a girlfriend?"

The words were full of incomprehension, and Tang Hong was far away, as if he could see the smile in his eyes, and then said: "Then I will work hard for the rest of my life."

"childish!"

The night wind brought the call of the four seasons, and the flowers on the side of the courtyard bent over and occasionally fluttered with the wind, as if they were applauding for the couple.

It seemed to be like this every day after that, Tang Hong also lay on the window and watched the stars and the moon with the feast, or the two of them sat on the sofa in the hall, busying with their own affairs.

Until one day in the middle of the night, a strong wind whizzed past, cutting a beautiful winter snow in the dark sky.

It's a pity that Tang Hong, who fell asleep early, didn't see it. When he woke up in the morning, the snow on the window sill turned into water droplets again, stretching down.

The sun shines in through the winter fog, but the little figure lying on the bed is not seen.

Contrary to downstairs, there was a girl's voice.

Tang Hong also woke up early, and went downstairs in time for the feast, and just in time for a breakfast.

It was similar to the food at home, with bread and eggs and a glass of milk. She sat down as usual, and heard the feast from the opposite side say, "Can you go out?"

"The program group does not have a hard and fast rule that you can't go out. You can still go out if you want to, but let me tell you in advance that the program group needs to arrange outside shooting."

She took a bite of the bread: "Are you going out?"

"Well, I want to go to the beach." Sheng Yan looked out the window.

After moving in for three weeks, she only heard the sound of the waves, but she never went out to see the sea. She was intrigued by the feast and really wanted to go: "I'll ask the program group."

She ran to the studio, and the director asked her to wait for 10 minutes, and Tang Hong went upstairs to change.

When she came down, she was wearing neat jeans, a knitted sweater, and a mid-length coat. The whole person looked neat and crisp, and her hair was tied up, her bangs were curled inward, which was cute and lively.

"Put on your scarf, it's cold outside." Sheng Yan buttoned up her scarf and raised her chin.

Seeing her pull up the knitted sweater, she said weakly, "I forgot to bring it, only this turtleneck sweater."

The heating was turned on in the room, so it wouldn't be too cold. She hardly noticed whether she was wearing a scarf or not. She only found out after rummaging through the suitcase today.

I remember that before departure, Sheng Yan specially reminded her, but she turned around and forgot.

She cautiously inquired about Sheng Yan, who looked like I knew it, and took off her scarf: "If you don't mind... If the people I lead out come back with a cold, I won't be able to explain to your fans."

"It won't."

No matter what she said, she still took the scarf, casually looped it around her neck, and followed the big brother camera to go out.

Outside the villa, there is a tree-lined walkway. On the bare branches, there are faint traces of last night's wind and snow.

Tang Hong also pointed at the dripping rain, still a little dull, and asked Sheng Yan: "Did it rain yesterday?"

"It's not raining, it's snowing."

"It's snowing?" Tang Hong was as excited as if he saw snow for the first time, his eyes jumped up and down, "Why didn't I see it yesterday, I thought it was after...?"

The preface didn't match the afterword, and the director who followed behind was crumpled into words. From the first meeting between the two of them, she had a vague feeling that Tang Hong also seemed to know Shengyan.

And the relationship is not normal.

After all, when shaking hands, who would squeeze each other quietly and vigorously, and sometimes the eyes that are revealed inadvertently are like the charm nourished in a honeypot, sweet.

(End of this chapter)