I'm not unlucky at all

"Suhang is here." Lu Daliu reacted faster than Song Xing. He glanced at the fish in the hands of the helper and gave him a look. "I haven't seen you at work, Doriso, but you can pick and choose food faster than anyone else."

The helper smiled and slipped into the kitchen with the fish.

Lu Daliu had nothing to do with this kid, so he got up and set up a chair for Suhang and placed it opposite, which happened to be next to Song Xing.

"Sit, sit, sit." Lu Daliu grabbed the melon seeds and put them in front of Suhang, then turned to introduce Song Xing warmly, "You didn't know that you were hospitalized a while ago, this is Suhang, the owner of the newly opened dessert shop next door, The last time your sister-in-law went out to buy goods, there was a problem with the car and the vegetables were dumped in front of Xiaosu’s shop, fortunately Xiaosu was kind enough to help us tidy up the vegetables, which saved hundreds of losses.”

Song Xing looked at Suhang in surprise.

Suhang didn't avoid his gaze, but frowned and asked, "Why are you hospitalized again?"

Song Xing pursed her lips: "I accidentally dropped it."

Lu Daliu looked around, looked at the eyes of the two who were no strangers to each other, opened his mouth and said, "You two know each other?"

Song Xing nodded.

Suhang glanced at Song Xing, then quietly picked up the melon seeds and kowtowed them slowly.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Liu stewed pig brains, and cleaned up the fish brought from Suzhou and Hangzhou, and made a dish of spicy fish. The helper helped her. The two were very efficient. After a while, the whole shop was filled with spicy fish spicy taste.

There were so many people in the cubicle, Lu Daliu ignored his wife's objection, unpacked the beer and filled it up for several people.

Da Liu's daughter-in-law's craftsmanship is nothing to say, most of the stewed pig brains she made went into Song Xing's stomach, and the spicy fish was also eaten, and several people were sweating profusely.While eating, Lu Daliu pulled Suhang to talk, rambling on and on, from opening a shop and doing business to asking how Song Xing and Suhang met.

"I used to be a neighbor for a few days." Su Hang smiled, glanced at Song Xing and stood up and said, "Brother Liu and sister-in-law, you can eat slowly, I will go back to see the business in the store first."

Song Xing frowned, but said nothing.

Lu Daliu was stunned, and got up to see him off: "That's okay, you go back to the store first, business is important."

When Suhang came out of the snack bar, the helper was still sitting at the table muttering: "It's not easy being a boss. I've only eaten half of this meal, so I can't worry about the business in the store."

Lu Daliu came back and sat down, patted the helper on the head: "You know it's not easy being a boss, right?"

Song Xing put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Brother Liu, I'll go out for a while."

Lu Daliu didn't have time to stop him, and shouted at Song Xing's back: "It's so cold outside, what are you doing out there?"

Song Xing said, "Go to the toilet."

"This kid." Lu Daliu sat at the table and shook his head, picked up fish that was almost boneless for his wife, and tapped the helper's bowl, "What are you looking at, eat quickly, and there will be more in the store later. Master, work quickly."

Song Xing walked out of the snack bar. The snow in front of the shop had been cleared away. He stood at the same spot and looked around, then lifted his feet and walked towards a warm and delicately decorated dessert shop on the left.

The dessert shop is small in size, and there are all kinds of small cakes on the shelves, exuding a tempting sweet smell.

All 030's favorites.

In front of the counter, the young girl blushed and asked, "Boss, can I leave your WeChat number, I will come to buy things in your store in the future."

Suhang packed the cake for her, smiled lightly and said, "Sorry, I don't have WeChat."

The young girl was devastated.

After seeing off the guests, Su Hang kept the accounts, and just when he looked up, he saw the young man who walked in front of him at some point.

Song Xing asked softly, "Is there a toilet?"

Suhang pursed his lips tightly, with a calm face: "There is a room inside, remember to rinse it with the water in the bucket next to it after use."

Song Xing said yes.

After being persuaded by Lu Daliu to drink two more bottles of beer, Song Xing stood in the toilet in a daze, until he was reminded by 030 that he slowly untied his belt.

030 asked inconceivably: "Xiao, are you drunk?" By two bottles of beer? !

Song Xing fastened his belt, and his consciousness was blurred for a second. He stood against the wall for a while, dazed for a while, and said slowly: "I'm a little dizzy."

In front of the counter outside, Su Hang looked a little impatient, he put down his pen and walked to the toilet.

Song Xing just opened the door, her hands were still wet.

Su Hang glanced at him: "Going to the toilet is so frustrating, those who don't know think you live in it."

Song Xing said: "No." After a pause, he asked again, "Do you want to go?"

Suhang choked, looked at him with a frown, and went straight to the toilet.

When he came out, Song Xing was still in the store.

Suhang's complexion was not good, and his tone was thorny: "Why haven't you left yet? Or did you fall and broke your head, and you can't even walk anymore."

Song Xing frowned inadvertently, raised her eyes and said, "Last time you left the hospital without making a sound..."

"What does it have to do with you when I get out of my courtyard?" Suhang interrupted him impatiently, looking down at Song Xing, who also sneered, "Didn't you have a hot fight with the boss of Song's company? How can you still remember me?"

Song Xing noticed that Suhang's tone was not quite right, so he frowned and said, "Suhang, you are mad at me."

"Yes, I'm mad at you." Su Hang's eyes were cold with a smile, and his voice was sharp, "What is the identity of those rich and powerful young masters, and what is your identity? I told you before that man treats you well. There is another purpose, you don't listen, and you still talk to him..." Gritting his teeth halfway, Su Hang stared at Song Xing, pointing at himself, "You just look at me, don't you understand? You are not afraid that one day that man will play you to death?"

Song Xing said, "Mr. Song is not that kind of person."

Suhang looked at him with sarcasm, as if saying that Song Xing just didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back, and when he suffered, he would know that he was wrong.

Song Xing understood that Su Hang had experienced too many things, and his heart became cold.

He didn't mind that Su Hang was not optimistic about the relationship between him and Mr. Song, but he didn't want to continue this topic with him, and instead said: "I'm going back to the store."

Suhang ignored him and didn't even say goodbye.

In the evening, Song Wenlu drove to pick up Song Xing. He took a pair of gloves in advance and put them on when Song Xing came out of the store.

"Is the store busy today? If you're tired, come over later tomorrow. I'll help Da Liu hire a few more people to look after the store." Song Wenlu helped the boy arrange his scarf, and then pulled it up to cover his nose and mouth, " Is this still cold?"

Song Xing shook his head and said it was not cold, and then said, "Mr. Song, there are enough people in the store."

Song Wenlu pinched the tips of his ears helplessly and let him go.

Jiangcheng had snowed for nearly two days. On the third day, the whole city was freezing cold. The snow water turned into slippery patches of ice. The roads could not be cleaned up. Only a vast expanse of whiteness and few people could be seen on the road.

The business in the store cooled down, Da Liu's daughter-in-law knits a sweater in the store with wool in her free time, she knits a black one, gives it to Lu Da Liu, and quickly knits a red and blue scarf.

The helper's house is far away, and he caught a cold these two days, so he asked for leave and stayed home to work.

Lu Daliu repaired a stool leg that had lost a screw, looked up and said, "The red one looks good on Xiaolu, and the blue one goes with Xiaosu."

Daughter-in-law Liu cut off the last thread, smiled gently and said, "Xiaolu, can you please help sister-in-law deliver this scarf to Xiaosu? She has taken care of us for more than a month. You have to return some kindness in your relationship."

Song Xing said yes.

Around his neck was a scarf newly woven by Da Liu's wife, and he went to the dessert shop with another one in his hand.

In the store, Su Hang was dozing off and browsing the web with his mobile phone. Seeing Song Xing bringing a scarf, he still had a cold face and said nothing, but before Song Xing left, he got up and packed a few cakes. Bure said: "I made too much today, take it home and eat."

Song Xing went back to the snack bar and opened the box. There were no more cakes, no less, and three cakes were placed.

After a period of time, Da Liu's wife made several hats, masks and gloves one after another. Every time she made one, Song Xing was responsible for running errands to deliver it to the dessert shop. He warmed up, and gradually smiled at Song Xing.

One day, Song Xing came back from the dessert shop with an egg tart in his hand.

Lu Daliu washed his hands for picking vegetables, took a warm egg tart to eat, and casually said, "Are you reconciled with Xiao Su?"

Song Xing was stunned: "Brother Liu?"

Lu Daliu waved his hand and smiled: "It is said that husband and wife don't have overnight feuds, and it's the same for friends. I don't know what conflicts you two have, but you can just reconcile now."

Song Xing said softly, "Thank you."

Between Suhang and Suhang, as long as the matter about Song Wenlu is not mentioned, the two seem to be back to the beginning.

Once, Lu Daliu and his wife took their helpers to the adjacent area to buy goods, Song Xing stayed to look after the shop, Suhang came to accompany him at noon, the two ate hot pot together, Suhang drank two sips of wine, a little blush appeared on his cheeks , Talking more.

That's why Song Xing found out that after Suhang was discharged from the hospital, he turned his back on Manager Jin of Bense. He had worked in Bense for more than ten years. Although most of them were detained by Bense, he still saved some.And the process of getting rid of his true nature is much easier than Su Hang imagined, and he is already considered young among them, so it is quite straightforward to let him go.

Song Xing pursed her lips and clinked glasses with Su Hang: "Congratulations."

Suhang was drunk, with a smile on his face, relaxed and sunny.

Song Xing was dazzled by the smile on his face, and his eyes were blurred for a while, but the blurredness disappeared quickly in the blink of an eye.

This year, the winter in Jiangcheng seemed to be extremely long. It snowed several times, and the temperature dropped again and again.

Most of the Song family's affairs have stabilized, and Song Wenlu finally has some free time, helping out at the snack bar in his free time, and going home with Song Xing at night.

At first, Lu Daliu and his wife couldn't accept it, but after a long time, they gradually got used to it.As for why the dignified president would succumb to helping work in their small shop, the couple were also big-hearted, thinking that they were used to living a life of luxury, and now they want to change their appetite and experience their ordinary life.

And Suhang, the only one who understood the truth, since he first saw Song Wenlu appearing in the store, he stood aside and watched coldly, only thinking that one day this person would show his feet.

Time passes unhurriedly, and in the blink of an eye, the new year is coming.

The snack bar closed on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month. Lu Daliu and his wife packed up their things and bought a lot of new year's goods. Song Wenlu stopped him because he was afraid that the young man would miss his hometown.

Song Xing turned her head to look at the man, who quietly held his hand.

Not long after Lu Daliu and his wife left, Suhang also closed the store.

Song Xing asked him if he wanted to be together during the Chinese New Year, Su Hang waved his hand and said, "I booked a plane ticket to Hainan, and I will spend the Chinese New Year there this year."

As soon as the snack bar closed, Song Xing had nothing to do, but at the end of the year, Song Wenlu's company became busy again.

For several days in a row, Song Xing couldn't make it through the night until the man came back.

Another day, Song Xing still didn't see anyone when he fell asleep at night, but when he woke up the next day, he found many small things on one finger of his left hand.

The golden ring was firmly wrapped around his finger, with a simple pattern but just the right size.

Song Xing touched the surface of the ring with his fingers, and when he heard the sound of someone walking outside, he put on his clothes and ran out.

Song Wenlu stood on the spot and hugged him, and said in surprise, "Why did you wake up so early today?"

Song Xing raised his hand and said, "Mr. Song, what does this mean?"

Song Wenlu's complexion froze, and the base of his ears slowly turned red. He thought the young man was sleeping soundly. When the young man found out that he had an extra ring on his hand, he was ready to confess further. Who knew that the other party woke up early .

Rubbing the ring on the boy's finger, the man in the shopping mall became nervous for the first time.

He rolled his throat, circled Song Xing, and asked, "What does Xiaolu think it means?"

The golden ring in Song Xing's hand reflected a soft luster under the morning light. Instead of answering the man's words, he withdrew from the man's embrace and said thoughtfully, "Where's Mr. Song's?"

Song Wenlu was taken aback, subconsciously touched his pocket, and took out a small square box.

The square box was opened, and a ring bigger than Song Xing's hand lay quietly inside.

Song Wenlu took the ring out of the box, solemnly placed the ring in Song Xing's hand with nervous eyes and hopeful eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Can you put it on for me?"

Song Xing lowered his eyes, grabbed the ring in his palm, and said softly: "What does it mean for Mr. Song to help me put on the ring? Then I am the same." He slowly pinched the ring on his fingertips, and pushed the ring gently and slowly The base of a man's ring finger.

Song Wenlu took a tight breath and said, "Think about it, once you put it on like this, you can never take it off again."

Song Xing said, "I know."

Song Wenlu took a deep breath and knelt down in front of Song Xing. Although the steps were a bit wrong, hasty and sloppy, he still wanted to say a word himself: "Lu Yuan, are you willing to agree to my marriage proposal?"

The man's eyes were full of tension, and even his normally dry palms were dripping with sweat.

Song Xing blinked, his eyes were full of smiles.

"I am willing."

The two of them wore the rings until the Chinese New Year, and they bought new year's goods together. On New Year's Eve, Song Xing started to work in the afternoon, cooking a table of dishes, while Song Wenlu was in charge of cleaning the house.

Every Spring Festival Gala is a must-have program on New Year’s Eve. The two of them sat on the sofa to watch the party after dinner. Play, touch, pinch, and kiss again.

Song Xing was tickled by his kiss, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Song Wenlu booked two air tickets to fly abroad.