Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 1990 Hand in Hand

They have been living the lives of the moment, and they haven't talked sweetly to each other like this for a long time, and they still do it in this way.

Ye Qiwen wrote for a while before finishing. Seeing that Ye Qiwen stopped writing, Song Zhuochen stopped too. He took what Ye Qiwen had written, and did not read it, but put it on the wall alongside his own.

When he was about to post, Ye Qiwen reached out and asked him: "Show me, I want to see too."

"The next time you come, you will watch it secretly. This time it won't work." Song Zhuochen resolutely refused her request, posted two pieces of paper on the wall, and explained: "What you just wrote will not seem too much. Many feelings, after a few days, even one day will be different."

Ye Qiwen stretched out her hand and heard Song Zhuochen say this, she still withdrew her hand obediently: "All right."

The owner of the food stall is very caring, knowing that they are busy writing things now, and it is cold to deliver them, so they have not served them food. After watching them finish writing, the boss ordered them to prepare as quickly as possible.

Originally, the two people were not tired, and a love letter to each other seemed to drive away each other's fatigue.

Two people talked about many things while enjoying the food of the past, some of the past, some of the present, and some of their children. In short, the topic was always new to people when they spoke from two mouths.

It's just that they didn't mention anything about the time when they were not in love. Ye Qiwen used to love Song Zhuochen's humble love, watching him buy others drunk, listening to him telling others' goodness, telling the wounds hurt by others...

There was also the child that she could not forget in this life, and Ye Qiwen still felt a pain in her heart even thinking of that child.

However, since she was with Song Zhuochen, she had let go of herself, invisibly, she felt that the poor child had let herself go too.

After losing that child, she sometimes dreamed about it, but after she married Song Zhuochen, she never dreamed it again. Although she still remembered it sometimes, she never dreamed it again.

When she got the details, she felt an inexplicable feeling, as if her previous child had returned. She was unexpectedly satisfied. The current life is the life she wants and the life she used to give that child.

Song Zhuochen didn't know what Ye Qiwen was thinking, but he knew that Ye Qiwen was happy, and no one could disturb their happiness.

After eating supper here, Ye Qiwen went out with Song Zhuochen and regretted: "It's already midnight. Actually, we shouldn't come out to eat. If this goes on, I'm afraid I can't keep my figure anymore."

"You are already very thin. If you lose weight, you will be said to be malnourished." Song Zhuochen took Ye Qiwen's hand. This hand that had been held for many years should feel like a left hand holding a right hand, without much feeling.

However, her palm was lying softly in his hand, and he always felt different and comfortable, making him involuntarily want to hold on tightly: "What's more, the last time my son came back, he said you were too thin."

"I'm still thin? I'm afraid that only your father and son will think so." Ye Qiwen shook her head helplessly, and then laughed out: "You should be used to looking at me, so you think I'm thin. Before, you could Hold me up, can you do it now?"

Ye Qiwen looked at Song Zhuochen uncertainly, only she knew that she was indeed a lot fatter, and she somewhat believed that Song Zhuochen should not be able to lift her.

However, she had already said what she had said, and Song Zhuochen was bound to have a try.

Song Zhuochen let go of her hand and stood firmly, and said with a smile, "Don't move, let me try."

Ye Qiwen looked at the river behind her, smiled and said, "Are you trying to throw me into the moat?"

"Haha, how could I be willing." Song Zhuochen said, already starting to lift Ye Qiwen.

Ye Qiwen stood still, believing in Song Zhuochen, but didn't believe in Song Zhuochen's power.

However, she was standing there, Song Zhuochen hugged her, and quickly lifted her up, very relaxed.

Ye Qiwen was held by Song Zhuochen, and she surpassed Song Zhuochen in height. She smiled in surprise: "It is said that if the weight of the wife is proportional to the strength of the husband, then the weight is qualified. Like you, no matter how heavy it is, it should be proportional. Right."

Song Zhuochen hugged Ye Qiwen and walked for a few steps, and did not stop or let her down: "It's only you, don't forget, not only your height is rising, but also your husband's strength."

Ye Qiwen touched Song Zhuochen's face and smiled happily: "Then I can safely gain a few pounds, but not too much. After all, I am still an artist."

"The effect is good, fatness and thinness are not important." Song Zhuochen's hand moved towards Ye Qiwen's ass.

Ye Qiwen took Song Zhuochen's hand and got off his body: "Isn't it tired for so long?"

"Will you feel tired after holding you?" Song Zhuochen threw the question to Ye Qiwen.

Ye Qiwen twitched Song Zhuochen's ears: "What day is today? You seem to be very excited."

"Every day I am with you, I am happy." Song Zhuochen himself admits this.

Ye Qiwen took Song Zhuochen's hand and walked on the road together.

Obviously tomorrow is very busy, and staying up late until now, both of them should have no energy, but now, both of them are extraordinarily energetic, and they are not controlled at all.

Song Zhuochen did not forget to care about Ye Qiwen's work: "I heard that your recording equipment had a problem today? Because of this delay, can you continue tomorrow?"

"Yes, it has been fixed today, but everyone has re-recorded it again. I think some people's performance is not better than the first time." Ye Qiwen is not completely unaware. She still knows everyone's work attitude, but This kind of thing cannot be made rigidly, so Ye Qiwen still feels a bit pity.

Song Zhuochen didn't need her to say it, he knew what she meant, and said: "If the problem is serious later, someone can re-adjust it. I believe that if that is the case, it should still be willing."

"Well, it can only be this way." Ye Qiwen thought so too, but she had to continue to finish the matter and see the completeness to decide.

Song Zhuochen shook Ye Qiwen's hand, and his voice was to comfort her: "No matter how you say it, this is your first film. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

This is the first work where Ye Qiwen participated in the whole process and held many positions. Song Zhuochen can understand her expectations and intentions for this movie.

(End of this chapter)