Dear Mr. Shi

Since Gu Youli came, Song Qinghuan was no longer there, sitting on the steps outside and waiting to stay out of the cold.

Of course it is also because her belly is getting bigger and bigger now, the steps are too short, she is really uncomfortable sitting.

Song Qinghuan looked at the time on the wall, and the time had already pointed at nine o'clock.

Gu Youli said he was going to see friends today, but he has not returned yet.

After watching TV for a while, seeing that it was almost 10 o'clock, Song Qinghuan took out his cell phone and called Gu Youli.

Gu Youli said on the phone that she was already on the way back and should be there soon, and asked her not to wait for herself, and go upstairs to sleep if she is sleepy.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qinghuan asked the housekeeper to make supper and wait for Gu Youli to come back to eat together.

At this moment, through the open floor-to-ceiling glass window, she seemed to hear a sound outside.

Song Qinghuan thought it was Gu Youli who was back, so he got up and opened the door: "Lili, are you back?"

There was no one outside, there was only lonely silence in the dark night, and there seemed to be a smell of wine in the air, which seemed to be blown by the wind.

She couldn't stand the alcohol when she was pregnant, so she unconsciously reached out and covered her nose.

Looking around, she whispered again: "Lili, Lili, are you back? Lili..."

Fearing that Gu Youli would go out to meet a friend, and then accidentally drank, he fell outside when he came back, and Song Qinghuan still made a small circle at the door.

After seeing that there was really no one, he turned around and went back to the house.

Not far away behind the tall bush, stood a tall, tall man with a long jade body. When Song Qinghuan turned to the bush, he was holding his breath, looking at the figure who was thinking day and night, a little bit towards Get closer by yourself.

Closer, closer, and wanted to hug her tightly into her arms, but after all she held her back and shifted a position, quietly staggering with Song Qinghuan.

His eyes were dark, heavy, and affectionate, and he kept staring at Song Qinghuan's figure.

It's just that his gaze is a bit blurred, not as cold and calm as before. Judging from the faint taste of wine, he should have drunk a lot of wine.

Say no more, say less, just two bottles of foreign wine.

But because I drank it too fast, I was a little full and anxious.

"Huan'er..." Shi Yuhan stepped forward and came to the door, gently calling Song Qinghuan's name.

The voice had been eroded by alcohol, it was very hoarse and faint, only he could hear it.

The hot breath seems to be able to pass through the door panel, making everyone inside feel it.

Song Qinghuan stood behind the door and did not leave immediately.

Because she seemed to hear that Shi Yuhan called her, her heartbeat suddenly quickened, inexplicably, as if she had sensed something.

She turned around, through the door, thoughtfully...

At this moment, Shi Yuhan raised his left hand and gently pressed his slender fingers on the door: "Be sure to wait for me, wait for me to pick you up home!"

Song Qinghuan inside the back door also raised his right hand and pressed his palm to the door.

It happens to be the same location.

The heartbeat was getting faster and faster, Song Qinghuan raised his other hand and grabbed the clothes on his chest.

If she was hearing hallucinations just now, why now, she seemed to hear Shi Yuhan's voice again?

Is Shi Yuhan outside? Is he coming?

But there was no one just now, but why could she still feel that he was outside?

Alcohol in the wind? It shouldn't be time to keep out the cold.