I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

The amazing thing is that it’s rainy every year when I visit my grandpa’s grave. It’s not a heavy rain, but a continuous spring rain, and the weather changes from warm to cold.

Chun Leshui and Song Hanzhang usually go to visit the tomb first and then go to work separately. Occasionally, they meet Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu who are older than them.

The four looked at each other and smiled, Chun Leshui was holding an umbrella, Song Hanzhang bent down and placed the flower pot that had just grown buds in his arms and not yet bloomed in front of the tombstone, next to the flowers brought by Uncle Xu.

Aunt Xu asked Chun Leshui to have time to go back to the old house for dinner, and said that she and Xu Qing went to watch a dance drama starring him some time ago, but when they entered the stage, they found that the starring role was not him.

Chun Leshui explained that a dance drama does not only have a group of dancers, but the actors may be divided into abc files,? The dance drama he participated in is currently on a national tour, and the number of performances in Shanghai is more frequent than in other cities ,? When he was touring in other places, the performances in Shencheng were performed by actors from other groups.

Aunt Xu said that next time I have to ask him in advance,? Chun Leshui smiled and nodded.

Several people chatted for a while, and separated again. After getting on the bus, Song Hanzhang asked Chun Leshui how long he was going to rest in Shencheng this time.

Chun Leshui is also a member of the Shencheng Dance Theater now. I haven’t been in Shanghai for a while because of the tour,? Because I have to visit my grandfather’s grave today? Or did my colleagues leave early after the performance last night? Overnight Fly back.

Chun Leshui yawned with tears in his eyes, and leaned back on the chair to catch up on sleep: "It will be more than a week, and I will leave after attending the wedding of senior brother and Xiaoyu."

Song Hanzhang's index finger curled slightly, and he gently pulled the steering wheel. Chun Leshui closed his eyes and didn't know his small movements, and said, "Go to your company directly? I'll sleep in your office for a while, and go to the theater in the afternoon."

"En." Song Hanzhang responded lightly, turned on the ignition and drove towards the company.

The car was quiet, and the wipers swung regularly to remove the water stains on the front window. While the heating system was in operation, the driver's window opened a small gap.

Song Hanzhang glanced at Chun Leshui from the corner of his eye from time to time, and lightly tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, apparently with something in mind.

Chun Leshui slept soundly, and didn't wake up until Song Hanzhang turned off the engine and parked the car. He couldn't open his eyes a little, rubbed his face to wake himself up, opened the passenger door and was about to get out of the car, but was grabbed by Song Hanzhang.

Chun Leshui turned around in a daze, Song Hanzhang leaned over and grabbed the clothes from the back seat and pressed them into his arms: "Put it on first."

The parking lot is not like a car with a heater. Chun Leshui put on his coat as he said, and got out of the car with a short body. The cold air completely drove away his drowsiness.

The two went directly to the president's office by the special elevator. There was a meeting as soon as Song Hanzhang came, and Chun Leshui sat on the sofa for a while with nothing to do, then got into the bed in the lounge and went to sleep.

Until he was awakened by the voice, and the venetian by the window in the dimly lit lounge was pulled down, Chun Leshui looked at the time, and he slept for more than two hours.

After making up his mind, he felt more refreshed, but the quilt was really warm in winter, so he didn't think about it while he was wrapped in the quilt, and played with his phone for a while listening to the vague conversations outside the house.

[This project is doing pretty well...]

I don't know when the person who talked with Song Hanzhang has left, Chun Leshui flicked the thumb of the phone, and subconsciously raised his head to look in the direction of the door.

The door to the lounge was not closed tightly, leaving a gap the width of a pinky finger.

Song Hanzhang's voice floated faintly into Chun Leshui's ears along that gap.

But this voice sounded a little different from his usual voice.

[...What's going on with this report?Fool me with something like this? !Don't you want to do it? 】

In contrast, a more real and indifferent voice sounded: "Emma, ​​ask Manager Liu from the marketing department to come to my office within 10 minutes."

click-

The sound of the internal phone hanging up.

There was a soft sound of the paper being opened again.

[Full of loopholes!This report can't scare a three-year-old child! 】

Snapped--

The document was slapped heavily on the table, and the office was silent for a few seconds.

【...Confiscated, didn't wake up Chun Leshui, did you? 】

[Well, it seems not. 】

【So annoying, there are still so many things to deal with, Chun Leshui finally came back...】

There was another few seconds of silence, and the rustling sound of paper rubbing when documents were flipped sounded again in the office, but the frequency was significantly faster than before.

[Forget it, finish it early and go to the theater to pick him up from get off work. 】

[This merger and acquisition plan was passed two months ago, why hasn't it been implemented yet? ! 】

【...Why has Director Xu made so many mistakes in his work recently? 】

【Although this project has considerable short-term benefits, it is not suitable for long-term development...】

[Why hasn't this Manager Liu come yet? He's deliberately wasting my time, isn't he! 】

"Emma, ​​remind Manager Liu, if you don't see him in 3 minutes, tell him not to come!"

Chun Leshui held the doorknob, and quietly widened the gap in the lounge door. His direction was facing Song Hanzhang sideways. Although he was a little far away, he could still see Song Hanzhang's frowning, and read with him. An impatient movement with a document in hand.

He didn't open his mouth much at all, but words about public and private affairs kept getting into his ears.

It wasn't until Manager Liu knocked on the door and came in that Chun Leshui gently closed the door, shutting out Song Hanzhang's voice of reprimanding the other party in a low voice.

He didn't go out from the lounge until Manager Liu left. Song Hanzhang was dealing with work with a straight face, but when he heard the movement and turned his head, the expression on his face became soft and gentle like the surface of a melting lake in spring.

He grabbed Chun Leshui's hand: "Are you awake?"

The two looked at each other, Chun Leshui nodded, and Song Hanzhang stood up: "I asked the secretary to book a restaurant, and I'll take you to the theater after dinner."

"Let the restaurant deliver it. You are busy with your work. I will go by myself later."

"No, I want to see you off."

Chun Leshui glanced at his desk: "Then your work...?"

"Don't worry about it for a while, you can do it when you come back."

I don't know who just waited for 2 minutes and felt that others were wasting his time.

Just be clingy.

But in the end he still took Chun Leshui's advice to eat in the office. After the meal, he accompanied Song Hanzhang to deal with work and digestion for a while, and then was sent to the theater by Song Hanzhang.

Just as he was about to get off the car, Song Hanzhang grabbed him, leaned over and bit his lips lightly, and said, "I'll pick you up at night."

Chun Leshui touched his face, got out of the car, took two steps and then turned back, Song Hanzhang lowered the window, Chun Leshui heard two words.

【mine. 】

"what happened?"

Chun Leshui didn't respond, and stretched out his hand directly to hook Song Hanzhang's neck. He also half-bent and poked his head into the window.

After a kiss, Chun Leshui said, "See you tonight."

"See you tonight." Song Hanzhang said.

Stepping into the theater gate, Chun Leshui heard another sigh.

[Why it's not even night yet. 】

All the way to the office, Chun Leshui saw Jiang Buyan who shouldn't be here in his seat, he was surprised: "Director Jiang, why are you sitting in my seat?"

"Did you meet anyone on the way?"

"Who?" Chun Leshui asked while taking off his coat.

Seeing his expression of knowingly asking Jiang Buti, he became angry, rolled his eyes and said, "What do you think?"

"You don't say how I know."

"Chun Le Shui." Jiang Buyi called his name, grinding his teeth, and finally gave Chun Le Shui his name reluctantly while Chun Le Shui pretended to be silly.

That kid is Chun Leshui's younger brother, two years younger than him. Before participating in the Jianjia Cup competition, he ran to the theater to ask Chun Leshui to help guide him. In the end, he met Jiang Buyan by chance and fell in love with them at first sight. After chasing him for more than half a year, Jiang Buyi was miserable.

"I haven't met." Chun Leshui laughed at him, "I'm so cute."

Chu Lin was not in the theater because her wedding was approaching. Chun Leshui changed into her training clothes and walked to the rehearsal hall. Outside the door of the rehearsal hall, she saw a child squatting on the ground leaning against the wall. When she saw him, she pitifully called senior brother : "Director Jiang ignored me, why did he go back on his word after kissing me!"

Chun Leshui pointed to his office, the little junior brother's eyes lit up, he bounced up from the ground with a bang, left a thank you senior brother, and ran away like the wind.

Before leaving get off work, Chun Leshui received a call from Song Hanzhang, saying that there was a temporary meeting and there was no way to pick him up.

Through the phone, Chun Leshui could actually hear the complaints in his heart.

[So annoying, I want to retire. 】

Chun Leshui laughed so hard.

Song Hanzhang arrived home more than three hours late with Chun Leshui. When he came home, he saw Chun Leshui sitting on the floor of the living room, holding Alice in his arms, and swipe on the tablet to choose the children's dress skirt: "Alice, Which one do you like?"

Alice is five years old this year. She looks cute and cute like a little angel. She is the little flower girl at Chu Lin's wedding.

The little ones like them all, and they fall into the difficulty of choosing.

"Song Hanzhang." Chun Leshui waved and handed over the tablet, "Which one do you think looks better?"

Alice looked at him eagerly, and winked at him.

Song Hanzhang said: "It's all good. If Alice likes it, let's buy it together. I'll pay for the more."

"Yeah!" Alice hooked his neck, kissed his left and right cheeks twice quickly and resoundingly, "Song Hanzhang, you are so kind!"

Song Hanzhang has already agreed, and Chun Leshui will not refute him in front of Alice. After all, these parents have to promise their children, but this does not mean that he agrees with Song Hanzhang's infinitely permissive education method.

He gave the tablet to Alice to let him play by himself, and said to Song Hanzhang, "Come with me."

The two entered the bedroom, Song Hanzhang loosened his tie and took it off his neck: "What's wrong?"

He followed Chun Leshui to the bedside, Chun Leshui patted his side, and Song Hanzhang sat down obediently.

"You can't dote on Alice like this." Chun Leshui sternly said.

Song Hanzhang was puzzled: "It's just buying a few skirts for the children."

"It's not about the number of skirts. The skirts you bought for Alice can be worn 360 times a year without repeating them. Children of her age are the smartest. Knowing that you are obedient to her, think Just buy her whatever you want to act like a baby, and you won't cherish these things that are easy to get."

【…】

[But she is very similar to you. 】

Chun Leshui: "..."

Chun Leshui, Chun Ruan, and Alice stood together, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the relationship between them at a glance.Chun Leshui and Chun Ruan are somewhat similar, and Alice, a little mixed race, is completely a miniature version of Chun Ruan except for the brownish hair color. The mother and daughter are almost exactly the same. It has long eyes and two symmetrical moles on the left and right. Sometimes it looks like Chun Leshui in a blink of an eye.

Song Hanzhang was very cautious when he first got along with Alice. He always felt that this kind of cub was extremely fragile and could be broken in his hands. How could Song Hanzhang not like the soft ball when he hugged his leg and acted like a baby.

Moreover, Alice has such a face similar to Chun Leshui. When she looked at Song Hanzhang with big dark eyes, what Song Hanzhang saw in his eyes was Chun Leshui when he was young, and he couldn't refuse Alice's various offers. Such a request, wishing to give her all the best in the world.

Strictly speaking, it is entirely out of preference for Chunle Shui.

Chun Leshui has his own principles in educating Alice. As long as it is a problem that he thinks is wrong, no matter how much Alice acts coquettishly, Chun Leshui will not soften his heart until she clearly faces up to her mistakes. Afterwards, he softened his voice and reasoned with the children.

But for Song Hanzhang, he was always ruthless, especially when he unintentionally showed his love for himself through various forms.

As soon as he sighed, Song Hanzhang said, "Then I will pay attention next time."

Chun Leshui nodded accordingly: "You go take a bath first, I'll send Alice back."

"Chunle water..."

"Ok?"

Song Hanzhang looked at him, hesitant to speak.

【Wedding...forget it...】

"Nothing," he said, "you go."

Chun Leshui was puzzled for a moment, but went out anyway. He stayed with Chunruan for a while, and when he returned home, the study door was closed, and Chun Leshui walked over.

【This style...is not good-looking...】

[This is not pretty either. 】

[Is there no one that is both simple and beautiful? 】

【...I don't know the circumference of Chun Leshui's fingers yet...】

Chun Leshui paused when she was about to knock on the door, glanced at her fingers, stood still for a few seconds, then withdrew her hand and took her clothes to take a shower.

He found that being able to hear his heart took away a lot of the fun that life should have.

Of course, this is just his current thought. When he found out that Song Hanzhang used various methods to measure the circumference of his fingers at night, he thought it was quite interesting.

After teasing people for a long time, Chun Leshui pretended to be asleep and asked Song Hanzhang to wrap around his fingers secretly. After getting what he wanted, Song Hanzhang hugged Chun Leshui and fell asleep contentedly.

He had stopped insomnia for a long time, and would not stay up late unless necessary, and fell asleep within a short while leaning against the pillow.

Listening to his gentle breathing, Chun Leshui opened his eyes, reached under the pillow and touched the soft ruler that Song Hanzhang was pressing underneath. He sat up, squeezed Song Hanzhang's hand, and measured it around the base of his fingers.

Song Hanzhang rubbed the back of his hand when he stuffed the ruler back.

Chun Leshui pinched his face lightly, Song Hanzhang showed no sign of waking up, he let go of his hand and rubbed the place he pinched just now, after lying down, Song Hanzhang leaned over instinctively and hugged him tightly.

It didn't take long for Chu Lin's wedding day, which was held in a certain church in Shencheng. Because everything was kept simple, Chu Lin didn't invite too many people. Except for his parents, there were only some close relatives and friends, including Chu Yu's friends. people.

Among them are Song Hanzhang, the family member, and Alice, the flower girl.

At the moment when the church bell rang, Chun Leshui obviously felt that Song Hanzhang beside him was stiff, and then turned his head with the crowd, and turned his eyes to the people who walked in from outside the door.

The beams of light poured into the room through the window, the petals fluttered and were lifted into the air and then slowly fell down. With the soft sound of leather shoes hitting the ground, Chu Lin and Chu Yu, who were wearing the same white suit, shone brightly from the door side by side. out.

The audience on both sides watched them and cast blessing eyes on them.

They swore to each other and kissed each other to thunderous applause.

Chun Leshui's hand was held by Song Hanzhang, and the shoulders of the two touched each other. Chun Leshui knew all about his nervousness.

He asked with his eyes, Song Hanzhang touched his pocket, hesitant to speak.

[No, let's book a restaurant for the evening, more formally. 】

[But I really want to put the ring on Chun Leshui now. 】

[Forget it, bear with it. 】

He clasped Chun Leshui's hand and shook his head to show he was fine.

Chun Leshui leaned over and whispered to him, "Song Hanzhang, do you think there is something wrong with my finger?"

He raised his ring finger and shook it.

Song Hanzhang was slightly taken aback.

Chun Leshui wrapped Song Hanzhang's hand with the other hand. He only felt that something had scratched his fingertips lightly, and looked down blankly. After Chun Leshui moved his hand away, there were impressively many got a ring.

"Unexpected?" Chun Leshui said as he shook his ring finger, "Where's mine?"

Compared with Chun Leshui's casualness, Song Hanzhang's customized ring was packed in a velvet box, with a simple and exquisite style. He put it on Chun Leshui's urging eyes, and then remembered that he still had something to say.

"Chunle water..."

"willing."

The author has something to say: I’m sorry everyone, but in the end I decided not to write the if line. All the extras are over here. Thank you for your company over the past two months. See you in the next article.

Bow to everyone.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!