Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen

The day for Su Nianqin to leave City B is coming soon. Sang Wuyan still has nearly ten months of studies here, Su Nianqin can't force her.In addition, this man hates flying very much, and he will never choose this kind of transportation unless it is absolutely necessary, so the task of meeting falls on Sang Wuyan as a matter of course, so that she has to go to City A at least once a month. "I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of flying." Sang Wuyan complained. "It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I don't like it." The man said stiffly.

"Why don't you like it?" Women's curiosity is always the strongest. "If you don't like it, you don't like it. Why?" Su Nianqin became impatient. "There must be a reason for everything." She insisted. "Sang Wuyan!" Seeing that Su Nianqin's face was getting dark, she stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to chat with him anymore. When they don't meet each other, the only way they can communicate is by phone.Things like the phone brought Su Nianqin's dominance to the extreme.Almost every night at nine o'clock, Sang Wuyan's cell phone rang on time, and the calls would continue until Sang Wuyan fell into a deep sleep.During this period, she was forbidden to go out to socialize except talking on the phone with him.Of course, there are exceptions, for example, Su Nianqin also has work in the company.

"It's not fair!" Sang Wuyan protested.Since a man can be called a tyrant, he should also ignore women's opinions. On Christmas Eve, the original special program on the radio station was suddenly cancelled. Sang Wuyan was determined to surprise Su Nianqin, so she bought a plane ticket in the afternoon. When she arrived in City A at night, there was heavy snow falling in the sky, which smelled like Christmas. She took a deep breath of the dry and cold air.In order to make it easier for her to work, Su Nianqin no longer lived there, and changed to a high-rise apartment in the city center.After Yu Xiaolu got married, she could no longer take care of him, so the housekeeper hired a sister-in-law surnamed Zhang to take care of the housework for him during the day and left in the evening.

Sang Wuyan pressed the doorbell excitedly. Waited for a while.no one? Press again. Still nobody. Sang Wuyan scratched his hair in frustration, why didn't this man stay at home obediently on Christmas Eve.She had no choice but to call him, but it turned out that he couldn't get through. She sat down in the doorway dejectedly.I don't know who is so romantic outside, setting off fireworks in the snow and making a muffled sound.There was also a Christmas present for him in the purse. Where did he go this time?It's already nine o'clock and he still doesn't call on time?Does anyone still work overtime on Christmas Eve?Or do some man entertainment outside?He only allowed the state officials to set fire and not allow the common people to light lamps!The more Sang Wuyan thought about it, the more angry he became, and he didn't care that it was because he didn't notify him in advance that he would launch a surprise attack.

There is no heating facility in the corridors and corridors of the apartment, and this is a high-rise building, so it will be even colder at night in this snowy day.Sang Wuyan wrapped the scarf tighter, muttering to himself: Why does he live in such a freezing city, where there is no heating in the hallway. Even this was summed up by her as one of Su Nianqin's crimes. I don't know how long it took, my eyelids started to fight, I only heard the elevator stop on this floor. "Ding-" Sang Wuyan was startled, rubbed his eyes, and saw the man walking out of the elevator alone.

"Su Nianqin!" Sang Wuyan called him with a pout. "Wuyan? Why are you here?" Su Nianqin was surprised. "where did you go?" "Just got off work." He was a little tired. "real?" Su Nianqin seemed to understand a little bit, stopped the hand that took out the key to open the door, turned her head and asked, "Otherwise, what else?" Sang Wuyan shrugged and said nothing. "Why is the phone not working?" "Maybe the signal is bad." "Who are you with?" "Xiao Qin." Su Nianqin confessed honestly.

"I'm a little envious of her." Sang Wuyan was a little sour. "I still envy Cheng Yin." Su Nianqin pulled her into the door and touched her cold hand. "Look at what you're doing to yourself? It's so cold and I don't know how to go downstairs and find a place to eat. Are you trying to torment yourself?" He rubbed her hands in the palms of his hands before touching her again. s face. "I did it on purpose. To make you feel guilty." Originally, Sang Wuyan's physique was on the warmer side, and his whole body was warm in winter, but now his face was also icy cold.

"I didn't do anything bad, so there's nothing to feel guilty about." Su Nianqin said this, but her heart ached, "Why didn't you call me first?" "Want to surprise you." "What day is today again?" Su Nianqin thought hard. "Christmas Eve." "Hey - is this shitty holiday worth freezing you like this?" Sang Wuyan ignored him, put his hand into his coat and wrapped his arms around his waist: "Su Nianqin, do you know that you are really annoying sometimes. You don't understand the style, and you are rigid, not romantic at all, I really don't understand How could I have fallen in love with you at that time." His face was buried in his chest, and his voice was a little muffled.

"Really? Why do I feel that someone is willing to do so?" "Smelly." Sang Wuyan bumped his forehead against his chest. After a while, Su Nianqin couldn't help but said, "Wuyan..." "What?" Su Nianqin's house was always well-heated, but she still greedily kept warm on him. "You seem to have taken off your coat as soon as you walked in," he reminded her. "Yes, there is heating at home." "I'm still wearing it." "I know." "But I'm very hot." Su Nianqin felt aggrieved. When Sang Wuyan heard this, he couldn't hold back his laughter anymore, and immediately pulled out his hands, and hugged him tightly again from the outside of the coat, making him even more uncomfortable: "You deserve it, you deserve it, you deserve it..." No one told him to be angry with her.

After having had enough trouble, Sang Wuyan yelled that he was hungry, and he hadn't had dinner until midnight.The two went out holding hands. Sang Wuyan glanced at him when he was putting on the scarf, and said with a wicked smile, "Look at how far-sighted you are, you would have known that we would not change our clothes when we were going out." Su Nianqin pressed the elevator angrily. "What shall we eat?" Sang Wuyan was eager for a Christmas dinner. "Go..." As soon as he said a word, the only dim light in his eyes suddenly turned into darkness, and the elevator didn't move.He thought: bad.

"What's going on?" Sang Wuyan asked nervously. "The elevator is out of power." He subconsciously squeezed Sang Wuyan's hand tightly. "How many floors are there now?" "The elevator didn't seem to go at all just now, so it's still on the 21st floor." Su Nianqin replied. "Nianqin." Sang Wuyan called him in the dark. "I am here." "I'm afraid." Her voice trembled a little. Hearing the sound, Su Nianqin hugged her to his chest: "Don't be afraid, someone will come right away." Although his eyes are sensitive to light, he feels at ease in the dark, as long as the steel rope is not broken, the elevator will fall down. Sang Wuyan didn't think so. "But it's late at night." "There are people on duty 24 hours a day in their monitoring room." "What if that person went to take a nap?" Maybe, Su Nianqin was also thinking about this, but she didn't dare to say it.He felt that Sang Wuyan was terribly frightened.She has always been timid and especially afraid of the dark. So I had to comfort her: "No. Don't think about it, they will come right away." "I have encountered this situation with Cheng Yin before." "What happened later? Did you go out in a while?" "Later we, later she," she said incoherently, "later...we..." Su Nianqin felt that she was getting more and more nervous, so she changed the topic: "What do you want to eat later?" "Very spicy." "No, your stomach is bad." "Then eat tomato and egg noodles." "why?" "My mother will make this for me in the morning when it's very cold in winter. The noodle soup is very warm after drinking it one bite at a time." "Well, this can be satisfied." The tyrant promised gently. After ten minutes, the cold air from outside seeped in, and it started to get a little cold.While talking to her to distract her, Su Nianqin unbuttoned her coat and wrapped Sang Wuyan warmly in it. "Do you remember the MP3 player you used before?" Su Nianqin continued to guide her to think in other ways. "Well, I recorded some nonsense." "It's quite messy. There are martial arts novels you read to me, your voice yelling at me, and..." Su Nianqin couldn't help laughing when she thought about it, "And the songs you sang." If that's okay Call it "singing" words. "Isn't it a little out of tune, can you still be happy like this?" "If you sing the songs I wrote before, you will definitely not be able to send out other people's money." "Su Nianqin, if you discriminate against me like this again, I will play a song for you right away." "Don't! I still want to live in this building forever. If someone asks, I dare not admit that you belong to my family." Hearing these words, Sang Wuyan was so angry that he poked his head out of Su Nianqin's arms and was about to bite Su Nianqin's chin. At this moment, someone outside knocked with a tool: "Is there anyone inside?" Minutes later, workers pried open the door and set them free. After coming out, Sang Wuyan didn't want to go down to the 21st floor and eat something before climbing up again no matter how hungry he was. Back home, Su Nianqin took off her clothes, rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen. "What are you doing?" Sang Wuyan asked. "I'll make you tomato and egg noodles." Sang Wuyan's eyes widened: "Impossible, how could you know how to cook." "How could it be impossible for me?" Su Nianqin asked back. Later, Sang Wuyan reported the good news to Sang's mother with great interest. He was startled when he heard her talking on the phone next to him. After a long time, he said leisurely, "When did I say that I can cook?" "..." Men are really hard to deal with, Sang Wuyan sighed.