she caused the gods to fall

How dare Shen Daiyi provoke him.

After spending more than three hours, today's commemorative photos are finally over.

At this time, when I came out of the photography studio, it was completely dark and the street lights were already on.

Song Qingyan copied the photos in the camera to a USB flash drive and deleted the negatives completely.

They went to the restaurant for dinner tonight, which was a Cantonese restaurant with elegant decoration.

When the two arrived in the private room, the two families had already arrived, and the invited friends also arrived as promised.

Shen Daiyi received many birthday wishes today, from family, friends, Song Qingyan...

Sometimes she is very thankful that she was born in the Shen family and grew up smoothly. Even though she is studying medicine, she is blessed with some talent. Even if there is something she doesn't understand, the elders in the family can answer her questions.

The only suffering she experienced was the love that died when she was young, but now as long as she opens her mouth, she can get what she wants.

Life seems to have nothing to regret.Shen Daiyi thought.

This meal is no different from a normal gathering of relatives and friends, that is, there are many people and it is lively.

Everyone was chatting, unknowingly, time passed slowly, and a dinner was enjoyed by the host and guest.

Under the birthday song of family and friends, Shen Daiyi blew out the candles and made a wish.

Three wishes, she wished that her family lived as long as Nanshan, and would not collapse.Such as the luxuriance of pines and cypresses, there is nothing but inheritance.Second, I wish my friend Zhu Yan looks like her, with flower branches on her head, every year.The third wish is that Song Qingyan is safe and happy, that the king is like the moon and the stars, and the night is bright and bright.

"What wish did you make?" Song Qingyan asked.

"It doesn't work to say it."

"I can only be effective when I say it." Song Qingyan said seriously.

Ok?

Is there such a thing?

Last time on Song Qingsheng Day, Shen Daiyi saw that he didn't even blow out the candles, thinking that he didn't make a wish, but he didn't expect that he did.

When he said this, Shen Daiyi couldn't help being curious: "What wish did you make?"

Song Qingyan whispered in her ear, "Let's fall in love with Mrs. Song."

Shen Daiyi's heart beat faster, she looked into his eyes, and couldn't help but smile.

She groaned, deliberately confronting him: "She doesn't want to help you realize your wish so quickly."

After finishing speaking, Shen Daiyi cut the cake and ignored him.

Then...

Can only make persistent efforts.

After cutting the cake and taking a group photo, Shen Daiyi sent a picture of the dinner to Gu Jiazhi: "I invite you to eat in the cloud, and I'm here."

Gu Jiazhi: "I can't attend your birthday party this year, but I will definitely be there at your wedding."

Shen Daiyi: "The wedding date is set, May NO.20."

Gu Jiazhi: "Song Qingyan is quite good at choosing a life."

Of course, Shen Daiyi knew what the homonyms of the numbers May [-] meant.

Gu Jiazhi: "Not only does he know how to choose a date, but he is also quite calculating. Others fall in love first and then get married. He does it the other way around. If you don't fall in love, you will be your husband. If you fall in love, you will be your husband's boyfriend."

Seeing this sentence, and thinking of what Song Qingyan said that he wanted to have a relationship with her, the smile on Shen Daiyi's face deepened.

At this time, Song Qingyan was talking to her parents, with her shirt cuffs rolled up, a gentleman was like a breeze and a bright moon, with one hand hanging down, the other resting on the table, touching the wine glass with her fingertips.

in fact……

Shen Daiyi wanted to fall in love with him.

She couldn't help but look at him and touched his hanging fingers.

In the next second, Shen Daiyi's hand was tightly held back by Song Qingyan.

Shen Daiyi was a little shy, there were too many people, if she was found out, she would be teased with her eyes, but she couldn't break free.

The man drank the wine, and the aroma of the wine merged with the cold fragrance of his body. He whispered in her ear: "Caught a little pervert who is addicted to hands."

Shen Daiyi's ears became hot from his breathing.

The word "little pervert" made her struggle a lot.

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while, when you get home, you can do whatever you want." The man coaxed softly.

Shen Daiyi's heart softened, so she had no choice but to let him hold her hand.

Think of it as giving him some benefits for her husband and boyfriend in advance.

Half an hour later, Song Qingyan put the gifts for her relatives and friends in the trunk for her.

On the way back, Shen Daiyi realized something was wrong halfway through the drive. She looked out the car window and realized that it was not the way back to Jingyuan Villa.

Did Song Qingyan prepare a surprise for her?

Shen Daiyi bent her lips, it must be.

The car drove to a well-known historical temple in the north of Beijing. Every year, incense burns here for a hundred years. It is open at night. Moreover, the four long streets here have a particularly large flow of people every year and are particularly prosperous.

As soon as Shen Daiyi raised her head, she could see the majestic and sacred ancient temple standing under the hazy moonlight. From here, she could walk all the way forward and climb the high stairs to resist.

At this time, almost nine o'clock, the car stopped on the side of the road.

The snow is still falling, although it is cold, but the delicious food here, the ancient city buildings, can't stop them from enjoying the fun.

Song Qingyan put his overcoat on Shen Daiyi to ensure that she would not catch the cold before opening the car door: "Let's go, Mrs. Song."

Shen Daiyi got out of the car.

At exactly nine o'clock, the temple bell rang.

As soon as Shen Daiyi raised her head, this was the scene:

The moonlight is like silver, and the bustling avenue is lit up with ever-burning lights.

What a spectacle.

The treetops are hung with everlasting lights, from the street to the end.

At the end, there are also little lights, as if to welcome her arrival.

The sudden lighting of the ever-burning lamp made everyone on the street exclaim and discuss a lot.

"Oh my god, I thought the lights on this tree were not on, it's so beautiful!"

"This is the eternal light."

"What happened to the everlasting light?"

"Usually it is used to pray for a long life. In front of this is the Buddhist Holy Land. It is estimated that someone lit the ever-burning lantern along the long street to pray for someone."

"There are words on the ever-burning lamps, every lamp has them."

"What did you write?"

"Mrs. Song, I hope you will still be as beautiful as ever, and not worry about the turmoil of the years."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhse's love, it's another day to be moved to tears because of other people's love."

"Hey, I just saw on Weibo not long ago that a big boss spent [-] million yuan to buy purple jadeite as a gift for his wife. Today, to celebrate his wife's birthday, another big boss lit up everlasting lights in front of the Buddhist holy place."

"Sure enough, good men are not in circulation, they belong to other people's family."

Moreover, it was still snowing, and the lights along the way illuminated the night more brightly.

There was a lot of noise around, and the wind whizzed past in my ears.

Shen Daiyi looked at the ever-burning lights along the way, and couldn't help but feel a little sour in her eyes.

"Shen Daiyi, happy birthday."

……

Shen Daiyi looked at the elegant and handsome man in front of her: "So, is this the surprise you gave me?"

"It's a surprise, but it's also a heart." Song Qingyan learned that Shen Daiyi's body fell to the root of the disease after a serious illness, and her only thought was that she would be safe every year, not get sick, and stay by his side all the time.

He paused, "Shen Daiyi, I regret it. I regret that I didn't express my heart to you earlier, so that we missed it for so long. Originally, I could have fallen in love with you earlier..."

Shen Daiyi sniffed, and couldn't bear it any longer, she took the initiative to hug him: "It's not too late now."

Shen Daiyi is on the hot search.

In the name of Mrs. Song.

#Mrs Song#

#佛前圣地一路长灯灯#

Netizens said:

"Mrs. Song, I wish you Qianshan Muxue Begonia is still the same, and don't add sorrow to the turmoil of the years. This is too good!"

"I can't buy a Zhaoyi star, but I learned this trick, and I will light a lamp and write poems to make my mother-in-law happy."

"Here comes another happy wife. Didn't it mean that rich people don't have true love? What's the matter with those married bigwigs?"

"I remember the last one who doted on his wife so much was He Yunxing from the Crane family in Hong Kong."

"The last one is Shen Tinglan, our Nancheng President Shen..."

"It's all the CP I'm knocking on right now!!"

"Here's some quick news. The guy who bought the Zhaoyi Star for his wife is also surnamed Song, and he should be the same person who lit the ever-burning lamp for his wife!"

At this time, the young masters in the circle were also discussing frantically.

The rich man who bought the Star of Zhaoyi was named Song, and he was from Jingbei. If they were so generous in Jingbei, they were also named Song, and they were married. Song Qingyan was the only thing they could think of?

"Don't think about it, it can't be Brother Qingyan~"

"I don't think it's possible either~"

"This Mrs. Song will be fine if she doesn't stay a widow. How about spending [-] million yuan and lighting the ever-burning lamp?"

"If it's Brother Qingyan, I'll do push-ups on my head~"

"Ask Song Zhiqian first."

So, Song Zhiqian was captured by Aite again.

Song Zhiqian said that you are really annoyed, will I know if my brother spends money?

However, Shen Daiyi's birthday is indeed today, so it was his brother who spent [-] million yuan, and it was also his brother who lit the ever-burning lantern.

However, he didn't go to Shen Daiyi's birthday party, mainly because he really didn't have time today.

Song Zhiqian first took a screenshot of them saying they were going to do push-ups on their hands, and then silently withdrew from the group.

Annoy these second-generation ancestors to death, wait to do handstand push-ups! !

At this time, Fu Botang, who had finished Shen Daiyi's birthday banquet, accompanied his wife back home.

He hugged the woman and kissed on the sofa for a while, when he wanted to continue, Zhou Wanwan refused to let him kiss: "I'll take a shower first."

"Wash it after you finish it?"

"I've been filming on the set all day today, it's dirty."

No, he smells good.

It's almost no different from the scent of reminders.

"Good, be obedient."

"Shout my husband to let you go."

Zhou Wanwan hooked her red lips and whispered in his ear.

Depend on.

Really sweet.

Then, Fu Botang could only hold back his anger and wait for his wife to clean up for nothing.

Playing mobile phone to divert attention and seeing group chat information 99+

Seeing that they were all saying that it was impossible for Song Qingyan to spend [-] million for a woman and engage in romantic affairs, they were too young after all.

Fu Botang didn't tell them the truth, but looked forward to the scene where they were beaten in the face when the truth came out.

Really unable to hold back his anger, he took off his shirt and went to find his wife to take a bath.

At this time, Shen Daiyi didn't know that she was on the hot search in the name of Mrs. Song.

Song Qingyan held her hand, climbed the long ladder along the long-burning lights, and came to the temple.

After arriving at the temple, the temple has not yet closed, and tourists can still come to make wishes for safety and blessings at night, so there are still many people coming in and out.

Song Qingyan led her into a hall.

In the hall, both sides of the sacred Buddha statue are lit with everlasting lamps.

The ever-burning lamps here are lit with lamp oil, and Song Qingyan personally lit the one in front of the Buddha.

Shen Daiyi said, "I want to order one for you too."

Song Qingyan said yes.

The two finished lighting the lamp and came out from inside.

Song Qingyan asked: "Do you want to see the night view here?"

Although Shen Daiyi grew up in the north of Beijing, she often comes here, but most of them come during the day, and the night scene here has never experienced its beauty.

"think."

Song Qingyan took her to a tall building.

The night view is beautiful.

In particular, the lights below are bright, and the whole city is beautiful.

It's just that the wind is a little strong, and Shen Daiyi is a little cold.

Song Qingyan embraced her in his arms.

Immediately afterwards, bunches of fireworks exploded in the sky.

The fireworks are grand and splendid.

After the explosion, the fire light is like a falling meteor, which is very beautiful.

Everyone didn't expect that there would be fireworks to watch tonight, and everyone cheered endlessly.

"This should be a surprise for Mrs. Song from Mr. Song Song."

"Watching the fireworks when it snows, and the ever-burning lights along the way, feel happy, hurry up and make a wish."

"..."

Shen Daiyi was instantly attracted by the fireworks in the night sky.

Song Qingyan pushed back her long hair and put the Zhaoyi Star on her.

The meaning of this emerald is like a rising sun, a star, and eternal heaven and earth, so it was named Zhaoyi Star.

Shen Daiyi only felt a chill in her chest: "A gift?"

"Well, it matches your temperament very well."

Shen Daiyi can only look at it and touch it, the texture is like emerald.

She celebrates her birthday every year, but maybe this year because of Song Qingyan's presence, she feels that it is very different.

Whether it's a simple bowl of longevity noodles in the morning.

It was the surprise he carefully prepared tonight that moved her.

She felt that Song Qingyan was pursuing and loving passionately and sincerely in his way.

Want to fall in love with him.

I really want to.

Whether it's her misunderstanding or the text message, he can't be blamed at all.

And the sense of security he failed to give at that time, during this period of time, it was enough.

Shen Daiyi couldn't help but said: "Song Qingyan, let's fall in love."

However, it may be that the wind was too loud, and the rumbling explosion of the fireworks completely covered her voice.

Her words did not seem to be successfully conveyed to Song Qingyan.

While others were watching the fireworks, Song Qingyan was watching her.

Shen Daiyi's face was reflected in her black eyes.

The tip of the woman's nose and ears were a little red from the cold.

Here, the wind is indeed too strong.

Moreover, I couldn't hear what Shen Daiyi said just now.

Song Qingyan wanted to take her down, but unexpectedly, Shen Daiyi stood on tiptoe, grabbed his collar, and kissed him with red lips.

This kiss came suddenly.

Moreover, it was also the first time that Shen Daiyi took the initiative.

Song Qingyan's Adam's apple rolled, and when Shen Daiyi left, he put his palm on the back of her head and kissed her back with thin lips.

Shen Daiyi originally felt that it was a bit cold on the tall building, but at this moment, in Song Qingyan's arms, she could not feel a trace of coldness. She was so hot by his temperature that she seemed to be melting, and she couldn't stand at all.

Lips close together.

Entangled.

After the fireworks ended, there was an ambiguous sucking sound wrapped in the sound of the wind.

Song Qingyan said with a hoarse voice, "Mrs. Song, repeat what you just said."