Sweet Wedding Diary with An Shao

It's like you robbed a bank, took a lot of money, got in a car and escaped, and then you were smiling smugly, who knew that the car broke down a few meters away?
It's a sudden drop from heaven to hell, and then the police are waiting for you outside the car in handcuffs.

The person in handcuffs is Song Rongcheng, and the person who can't escape after robbing the bank is Xia Yu.

Song Rongcheng asked nervously, "Xiao Yu, are you okay?"

"Nothing," she smiled faintly. "It seems that I shouldn't be in such a hurry to leave the hospital. Now I have to go to the hospital quickly."

Tried to stand up, but my feet hurt.

Seeing that he was about to fall, he fell into Song Rongcheng's arms

Xia Yu breathed a sigh of relief and dismissed Song Rongcheng.She said, "Mr. Song Rongcheng, you should be busy. You can go. I can go by myself."

Before taking two steps, he was about to fall again.

This time, Song Rongcheng did not give Xia Yu a chance to get rid of herself.He directly picked up Xia Yu with a horizontal hug, and walked towards the hospital again.

"Mr. Song, I really don't need to trouble you, I can do it myself."

"Xiao Yu, don't be brave. I know you don't want me to hold you, but I'm sorry, I have to hold you in this situation." He said something that Xia Yu couldn't refuse.

Xia Yu shut up and stopped talking.

She turned her face to Song Rongcheng's side, but she was not close, keeping a distance of about one centimeter.He was a little afraid to approach, because he was afraid of hearing Song Rongcheng's heartbeat.

She was afraid of sinking again, and even more afraid of being betrayed by Song Rongcheng again.

Sincerity is hard to come by.

Inadvertently raised his eyes, only to find that Song Rongcheng has changed a lot since the first meeting.She found a white hair from his sideburns.

After seeing the doctor, Song Rongcheng was worried about Xia Yu's bone problem, so he insisted that Xia Yu take a film to see the actual situation.The doctor looked at it and said the bone was fine, just an ordinary sprain.

But this kind of sprain is fatal to Xia Yu who is wearing high heels.

She can no longer wear high heels.In the hospital, she has no other shoes to change, so she has only one choice, which is to continue to be held by Song Rongcheng.

Song Rongcheng was very happy.

As for Xia Yu, she would rather be barefoot than let Song Rongcheng hold her, because she saw Song Rongcheng's familiar smile, that was the playboy Song Rongcheng in her memory
"No, I can go out barefoot," she said.

"Xiao Yu..." Song Rongcheng said helplessly, "Don't force yourself..."

Xia Yu looked into Song Rongcheng's eyes and smiled distantly. "I don't want to bother Mr. Song anymore, I've bothered enough."

When Song Rongcheng wanted to say something, the doctor spoke first. "Little girl, don't be brave. Go out barefoot, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk, and you still have to come to the hospital tomorrow."

"Doctor, why do you say that about Hua?" Xia Yu argued.

"I'm telling the truth." Although it was a bit exaggerated, the doctor lamented in his heart, he really didn't want to see young people arguing and expressing love in the hospital.

Xia Yu has nothing to say.

When she was picked up by Song Rongcheng, she gave the doctor a hard look.Who told you to mind your own business?
Song Rongcheng put Xia Yu into the car and sent Xia Yu home.

Xia Yu knew that he couldn't find a reason to refuse, probably because he didn't want any problems with his feet.
Along the way, Song Rongcheng always peeked at Xia Yu.When Xia Yu saw him, he looked like a pure boy, not a battle-tested old quack.

"How are you doing?" Song Rongcheng asked hesitantly.

"Well, very good." Xia Yu replied embarrassingly.She looks out the window so she can avoid smiling at Song Jung-seong as if nothing happened.

"Ah."

Song Rongcheng followed suit.

Just didn't know what to say, in the past, he had countless ways to make girls happy, but now, he found that none of them could be used in front of Xia Yu.

He couldn't use those conventional methods with her.

In fact, what he wants to ask most is, can you forgive me?But he couldn't ask.In fact, what Song Rongcheng was more afraid of hearing was the answer he didn't want to hear.

After thinking about it carefully, he found the topic and asked, "I heard that Uncle Xia has already opened a branch company. It has developed quite well."

"Yes, the company is for Xiaosan and her son, and it is directly registered under Xiaosan's name."

Xia Yu originally hoped that her stepmother could have a daughter, but who knew that bitch would have such a good life and actually gave birth to a son.

It was just a coincidence that her son was very ugly, and Xia Yu's father once suspected that Xiao San was stealing people outside, because Xia Yu's father was at least a refined man, how could he give birth to such an ugly son, he couldn't bear it. Can't wait to do a paternity test, the probability of blood relationship has reached 99.99%.

This matter is strange in Philadelphia, after all, Xiaosan is also a very beautiful woman.Why are the two children who are not bad in appearance so ugly?

Xiaosan finally had to admit that she had undergone plastic surgery before, but also refused to show her original photos.

After Xia Yu heard the news, she laughed for three days, laughing at the little mistress' stepmother and her ugly son.

This may be the happiest thing she has done recently.

But after the joy, there is endless emptiness and sadness.Song Rongcheng knew that his topic didn't start well, and he hated himself for being so stupid.

Thinking about how to get back, he said, "Xiao San is Xiao San after all, how can he compare with Xiao Yu?"

"I'm still arguing with that mother and son. I can't let my mother die unjustly"
Song Rongcheng suddenly realized that his understanding of Xia Yu was not deep enough.He didn't even know why Xia Yu hated the third mistress so much, and he didn't know how Xia Yu's mother died unjustly.

He always wanted Xia Yu's heart, but it didn't matter at all.

"Xiao Yu." There are some things that cannot be asked, such as her mother's unjust death, Song Rongcheng knew about it.He stretched out a hand, trying to grab Xia Yu's hand.

As soon as he touched it, Xia Yu broke free like an electric shock.

Song Rongcheng turned his head, and the temperature of his fingertips disappeared quickly.

When he arrived at Xia Yu's house, Song Rongcheng suddenly felt that the journey was too short.He wanted to drive a little slower and let the time last a little longer.

But this is the end.

Opening the door, he carried Xia Yu into the room, put her on the sofa, and poured a cup of hot water on the tea table.

As soon as the hot water was put down, Xia Yu said, "Let's go." This time, there was no fake smile.

Song Rongcheng's movements were a little stagnant, as if his whole body had been pierced by a sharp sword.He doesn't want to leave, even if he's hurt, he doesn't want to leave.

How much he missed Xia Yu.

How much he loves Xia Yu.

He even cut a knife on the wrist.The doctor said he couldn't press hard on his wrist.In fact, when driving with Xia Yu in his arms, his hands hurt all the time.

But it doesn't matter if it hurts or not.

Because he can feel the temperature of Xia Yu