Dear Mr. Shi

With Gu Youli, Song Qinghuan had a very happy life, with more and more smiles on his face.

Every day when I have time, I go out with Gu Youli to buy things for the baby. There are too many things to fit in the room prepared for the baby.

This day Gu Youli went out to see a friend. Only Song Qinghuan was at home. When he was thinking about what to eat at noon, Si Jianan called.

He invited her again to have lunch together.

Thinking that it would be boring to be alone at home, I went out to dinner with Si Canaan.

In the past two days, Song Qinghuan's taste is quite good, but it is quite edible anyway.

Seeing Song Qinghuan who was eating with gusto, Si Jianan unconsciously stained his face with a smile. He unbuttoned two buttons on the collar of his shirt, leaned back in a casual posture, and slapped silently with one hand on his leg. Rhythm.

Such a lazy and calm posture reminded Song Qinghuan of the boy who blushed easily in the depths of his memory.

Wiping her mouth, she pulled the corner of her mouth slightly and smiled, looking at Si Jianan with her eyes crescent.

Si Jianan raised her eyebrows and asked her: "What did you look at me laughing suddenly? Is there anything on my face?"

After speaking, he subconsciously raised his hand and wiped his face.

Song Qinghuan smiled and said, "No no, there is nothing on your face, but I suddenly remembered the way you used to be. I remember that you used to blush when you talk to you?"

Si Jianan smiled, suddenly a little embarrassed.

He waved his hand and said softly: "Please, don't laugh at me. It was annoying at that time..."

Song Qinghuan interrupted him: "Si Xiangbei, don't think about it this way. At that time everyone was young, so what's so disgusting? In fact, many classmates like you very much because you have good academic performance. I don’t like to talk, and I don’t care about people, so everyone won’t be close to you!"

"Then what about you? Do you like me?" Si Jianan suddenly and deeply asked.

Song Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled and said: "Of course, otherwise, how could we be at the same table with you? We are friends, friends for a lifetime."

Friends for a lifetime, these words suffocated Si Jianan's heart inexplicably.

He thinks more than just friends.

But his face still smiled warmly: "Song Qinghuan, I have seen you several times, and today you finally laughed. I'm talking about a real smile, a smile from the heart."

When Song Qinghuan heard the words, the smile on his face became even more charming: "Well, my friend came from Kyoto these days and accompanies me every day to eat, go shopping, and watch movies. I am really happy."

"Isn't there for me?" Si Jianan joked, unable to bear to be completely ignored: "Inviting you to dinner today should make you happy too."

"Of course, you have a share too. I am very happy to meet you, thank you!" Song Qinghuan touched her belly, "I have a baby. He has a birth check. He is healthy, so I am also very happy."

After finishing speaking, I kept looking down at my stomach, stroking it lightly, and then the cold face appeared in my mind.

The doctor refused to tell her whether she was a man or a woman, but she thought that the baby should be able to keep out the cold and look exactly like the time.

Because she always thinks about keeping out the cold, doesn't she mean she looks like whoever she thinks? So, will the baby be a boy?

Si Jianan looked at her loving, maternally radiant face, his eyes suddenly soft like water: "Qinghuan..."