I married a bamboo horse

The hot summer has quietly gone away, and the coming of autumn has made City A increasingly cold. Wen Youxing hid his hands in his sleeves with some chills, and gently sucked his nose.

Song Ziqian walked up quickly to hold Wen Youxing's little hand, and found that Wen Youxing's little hand was cold, he blamed him a bit, "Why are you running around, it's so cold." Wen Youxing looked up at him, His eyes were full of grievances.

"If I don't do this, will you recognize your own feelings?" Song Ziqian held his face gently, with a gentle tone, "I like you, I have liked you for eight years, I love you more than I love myself, I want to be with you openly, can you give me another chance?"

Song Ziqian whispered in Wen Youxing's ear, and put his forehead against Wen Youxing's. Wen Youxing raised his eyes to Song Ziqian, and all he saw in Song Ziqian's eyes was himself.

"So...you can't scare me like this in the future." After a long time, Wen Youxing hugged Song Ziqian's waist tightly, buried his face in Song Ziqian's chest, and said in a pitiful tone, "I...I thought you didn't want to Me..." His voice choked up, and he pulled Song Ziqian's clothes tightly, making Song Ziqian's heart ache.

"Sorry." Song Ziqian pinched Wen Youxing's neck lightly, "I am the only one besides you. Do you think others will have a chance?"

Wen Youxing thumped Song Ziqian's chest lightly. He never knew that Song Ziqian's words of love were all the same.

The two hugged for a long time on the crowded street, until the appearance of Cong Ke broke the sweetness.

Cong Ke quietly looked at Wen Youxing and Song Ziqian for a long time, Wen Youxing felt a little embarrassed, he was met by an acquaintance just after dating, can it not be embarrassing?

"Uh..." Wen Youxing didn't know how to introduce Song Ziqian, and Song Ziqian didn't introduce himself, he wanted to see if Wen Youxing really admitted this "nondescript" relationship, "This...this is my boyfriend, Song Ziqian .”

He mustered up the courage to introduce Song Ziqian's identity. Cong Ke almost lost his footing when he heard that, but Song Ziqian on the side touched Wen Youxing's head with satisfaction and said, "Are you hungry? I'll fry your favorite food for you when I go home." spicy crayfish."

"Eh?" Wen Youxing looked at Song Ziqian in disbelief, "Really? I haven't eaten crayfish for a long time, and my mother made it really bad."

"Why would I lie to my little boyfriend?" Song Ziqian lowered his head slightly and teased Wen Youxing's ear. After hearing this, Wen Youxing's ears became blushing, and he pinched Song Ziqian's waist lightly, saying coquettishly, " Who... who is your little boyfriend."

Seeing the two flirting, Cong Ke took a deep look at Wen Youxing, and then left without saying hello. What doesn't belong to him doesn't belong to him after all, and the fate that was forced is really unreliable.

It was no coincidence that Cong Ke and Wen Youxing met at the beginning. He found out that Wen Youxing would participate in the oral English competition, so he also went to that city to participate in the competition.

He remembered that when he and Wen Youxing met for the first time, Song Ziqian followed Wen Youxing and took care of Wen Youxing meticulously. At that time, he felt that the relationship between Wen Youxing and Song Ziqian must not be simple, but he She is still willing to try to win over Wen Youxing, and now that she has seen the result, she has nothing to regret.

After the two of them had finished playing, Wen Youxing wanted to invite Cong Ke to eat crayfish, but found that Cong Ke had already left, "It's a pity that your senior missed you with such a good skill!" Wen Youxing felt regretful, beating his chest Said, Song Ziqian was amused by his cute behavior, and couldn't help but kiss Wen Youxing on the forehead.