Good Morning, Mr. President!

Before that, he tried to contact his elder brother countless times and wanted to talk to him about the blind date, but he was ruthlessly rejected every time he spoke. Tang and Song had originally wanted to give up, but as a result, suddenly there was a dawn.

However, this dawn was particularly strange because of the little girl who suddenly appeared.

Song Zhixing stood on one leg, and his eyes couldn't help floating on the table. The pictures showed her eyes getting darker and darker, and she looked at Tang Yu again. He seemed to be very interested in this matter. He had been looking at the photos of the women seriously and patiently, and he could see that he was really choosing carefully.

She squeezed her lips tightly.

When Tang Yu was asked, "These are the results of your final screening?"

I asked Tang and Song opposite.

Tang and Song Daishou: "Well. Grandpa has seen it, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother have seen it."

"Which one do you like best?"

Tang and Song picked one out of a bunch of photos. The photo is a young and lively woman, looking youthful. "I know you like this one, loli, right?"

After Tang and Song said these words, he glanced at the girl beside him meaningfully. Song Zhixing's breathing tightened, and when Tang Yu didn't look at the picture, he threw it aside, "Who told you I like this type?"

"With our friendship, you need to say it." Tang Song raised his eyebrows proudly. The truth is clear! The stars around you are the best example.

Tang Yu looked up and gave him a heavy look, "The taste will change. I like it before, it doesn't mean that I always like it, and it doesn't mean that I will like it in the future."

With that, the scene suddenly became inexplicably cold. Not only did Tang and Song understand, but Song Zhixing also understood that there was something in the words.

He was just constantly suggesting himself, no entanglement, no longer nostalgia.

The past is past ...

Once she tried to turn the page, but now he really turned the page, but she was still stuck in it and couldn't get out.

"Just this." Tang Yu seemed to be unaware of her inner fluctuations, picked out a photo, and handed it to Tang Song, "Mature and sexy, I like this type now. Help me arrange a meeting. "

Song Zhixing's fingers on the edge of the desk tightened slightly, then gradually released. She turned and wanted to leave quietly and silently.

I worked very hard to keep the elegant attitude of leaving. I didn't want to be too embarrassed, but my feet fell to the ground, and it hurt. She didn't take two steps, and her eyes hurt with fog.

She shouldn't be here! It all hurts like this, you should go to the hospital first! It must have been moving all the way so long that it hurt even more!

Song Zhixing became more and more uncomfortable, but after two steps, people behind him suddenly said, "Stars."

Not Tang Yu, but Tang and Song.

Song Zhixing took a deep breath and stopped. She held the mist under her eyes very hard, looked back at him, smiled at him, "Uncle Liu."

"What happened to your feet?"

"... It's okay, it's nothing."

Tang and Song had already come, squatted down, and saw her swollen ankles at a glance. "It's so swollen, is it a trifle?"

"It's a trivial matter, you see, I walked well." Song Zhixing pretended to be relaxed and want to take a good activity. However, just before moving, a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, his body slumped, and he almost fell. Fortunately, Tang and Song's eyes were swift, and she held her firmly.

Sitting at his desk, Tang Yu frowned calmly, her gaze fell on her ankle.

"Okay, don't be stubborn. Go and sit on the sofa. I'll show you." Tang Song pointed to the sofa in the office.

Song Zhixing shook his head. "No, I'll go to the hospital now."

Tang and Song had obsessive-compulsive disorder, seeing the patient in front of himself, could not ignore it. And, no matter what happened in the past, the stars are the little girls they grew up watching together, let alone. But he also knew that she was in an awkward position to stay here.

Tang Song turned his head to Tang Yu, "Second Brother, is there no one in the lounge now, can I borrow it?"

"Someone." Tang Yu replied without hesitation.

Song Zhixing frowned. He obviously didn't want to stay here more, and if she stayed, she would be uninterested. When Song Zhixing wanted to reject Tang Song's kindness again, he heard Tang Yu's voice and said, "Look here."

Song Zhixing was stunned.

She looked at Tang Yu in amazement. Tang Yu looked away from her for a second and then moved away. There were no waves in her eyes. Just flip through the documents on the table and annotate.

Song Zhixing's heart is a hundred turns and thousands of times. Tang and Song looked at each of them and bent their lips: "Don't fret, just hurry up and sit down while my second brother hasn't changed his mind. I'll show you."

In the end, she didn't leave. Just jumped onto the sofa and sat down, and the injured leg was pried up and placed on the coffee table in front.

Tang Song pressed a few times on his ankles and squeezed them again. Song Zhixing inhaled a pain, his fine eyebrows clumped together, but he bit his lip tightly without exhaling pain.

Before Tang Yu was there, she would surely lie in Tang Yu's arms and cry. But now ...

It's not the past anymore ...

All the pain, she can only bear her own teeth.

Song Zhixing subconsciously glanced at Tang Yu, who was still looking at the documents and did not look up.

"Does it hurt?" Tang Song asked.

Song Zhixing shook his head stubbornly, "... okay."

"Tears are about to fall out." Tang Song laughed. "If it had been twisted like this before, it would have been crying."

Song Zhixing pulled his lips. "Did I hurt my bones?"

"That's not the case. However, we should do a cold compress in time last night."

"I fell asleep last night and felt nothing at all. I only found out this morning."

Tang Yu sat there, apparently looking at the documents, but he didn't look at the word of the plan. Gaze occasionally falls on someone on the other side. She didn't even notice her sprained foot last night.

Smoking addiction came, he felt the cigarette subconsciously, but just pressed on the cigarette case, and did not intend to smoke.

"Second Brother, I'll go down first." Tang Song stood up suddenly.

"What?" Tang Yu raised his eyes.

"Go to the pharmacy to buy an ice pack, and by the way buy some ointment for removing blood stasis." Tang Song saw his hand on the cigarette case and reminded: "Don't smoke, the stars have asthma."

"Oh, I forgot." Tang Yu moved the cigarette aside.

The word 'forget' is so light and breeze, but it is frustrated that Song Zhixing's internal organs are hurting.

He used to care about her illness so much. She guarded her carefully and supervised her all the time, but now everything is different.

She couldn't ask him to remember or care about her. She was not qualified to beg.