The Whole World Knows She Loves Me

Jiang Liuyi rested at home for a long time, and used the honeymoon time to rest. Song Xian stayed with her at home, and occasionally went out with her. I also went to the playground, which coincided with the winter vacation, and they were all children. Jiang Liuyi and Song Xian stood among a group of children, and their mood improved a lot.

During this period of time, the people who came to work with Jiang Liuyi were pushed to Chi Wanzhao. Chi Wanzhao arranged for her a manager a few years ago, Kong Xiyan's manager. Tong Yue brought Kong Xiyan exclusively in Jingyan However, Kong Xiyan often doesn't film, she has nothing to do, so she takes the job.

Jiang Liuyi had no objection. She went to Jingyan again years ago and signed the contract with her manager. Tong Yue asked her how to arrange the performance of the Spring Festival Gala. Jiang Liuyi said: "Song Xian will accompany me."

She arranged a place for Song Xian and did not ask for an assistant to accompany her. Tong Yue found a stylist for her. A few days before the end, she had been rehearsing on the TV station. Song Xian didn't go to the magazine and stayed with Jiang Liuyi the whole time.

On the twenty-ninth year, Huang Shuiqin called her on the twenty-ninth year and asked her to go home for a reunion dinner. After returning from Jiangcheng that day, she had never been to Jiang's house, and now she was standing downstairs, Jiang Liuyi Heart is very complicated, Song Xian stood beside Jiang Liuyi, tilted his head and said, "Go in."

Jiang Liuyi turned her head, it was snowing at night, and the snowflakes fell on Song Xian's shoulders, Jiang Liuyi reached out to brush off the snowflakes, and led Song Xian's hand upstairs.

Huang Shuiqin and Jiang Shan were busy with the New Year's Eve dinner, when they heard the door open and turned their heads, Jiang Liuyi and Song Xian called their mother.

Huang Shuiqin smiled: "I'm back."

Her temples are white and her forehead is deeply wrinkled. She used to have a sad face, but now she smiles softly. Jiang Liuyi nodded: "Yes, I'm back."

Huang Shuiqin said: "Sit down, your dad is still cooking. He hasn't cooked for many years, but this year he thinks about cooking."

Jiang Liuyi took Song Xian to sit on the sofa, the house was deliberately arranged, full of joy, the big red blessing was pasted on the door, and there were small lanterns hanging on both sides of the balcony, Jiang Liubing walked out of the room and saw Song Xian's eyes lit up, and he took the lead in shouting, "Sister-in-law!"

Song Xian turned his head, Jiang Liubing asked Jiang Liuyi: "Can I borrow sister-in-law for a few minutes?"

Jiang Liuyi looked at Song Xian and said, "Go and see?"

Song Xian nodded, and followed Jiang Liubing to the room.

Jiang Liuyi sat quietly for a few seconds and got up, looking at the kitchen. Jiang Shan and Huang Shuiqin were cooking, and they were still noisy when they were busy. The light in her room was on, and when Jiang Liuyi walked in, the quilt and sheets were neatly arranged. You can still smell the scent of laundry detergent, next to it is Jiang Liubing's room, Jiang Liubing didn't know what to ask Song Xian, Song Xian shook his head calmly, Jiang Liubing's face collapsed.

Jiang Liuyi's mood was extremely calm at this moment, she smiled and went into the kitchen.

Seeing her coming in, Jiang Shan frowned: "What are you doing here, I'll have dinner later, go out and watch TV."

Jiang Liuyi said, "I'll help."

Huang Shuiqin handed her the bowl and chopsticks: "Then you go and put the chopsticks first."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Jiang Liuyi: "Dinning with Song Xian and her parents..."

Jiang Liuyi said: "Let's talk about it after the next year, when everyone is free."

Huang Shuiqin nodded, and Jiang Liu went out relying on the bowl and chopsticks.

The New Year's Eve dinner in advance was very sumptuous. Both Song Xian and Jiang Liuyi were insensitive to the festival, but this year they sat down with their families and had a reunion dinner.

After dinner, Jiang Liuyi took Song Xian back, and Huang Shuiqin asked, "Don't you live at home?"

Jiang Liuyi thought for a while and said, "Next time."

Jiang Shan nodded: "Then next time, be careful on the way back."

Jiang Liu Yin hummed, her heart was extremely calm, she took Song Xian's hand into the car, and asked Song Xian on the way back: "Shall we also decorate the house?"

Their family didn't even post a red blessing, Song Xian looked at her and said, "Okay."

Jiang Liuyi did what he said, and took Song Xian to the supermarket to buy some lucky characters and small lanterns, as well as some New Year's goods, and picked up the purchases. The two also met Zhao Yuebai in the supermarket. Zhao Yuebai was wearing a down jacket, wrapped in a Sternly, she waved at Jiang Liuyi: "Liu Yi!"

Jiang Liuyi looked up and saw Zhao Yuebai running over, she said to Song Xian, "Yuebai."

Song Xian also saw it, nodded slightly at Zhao Yuebai, and went to the side to look at the lantern. Zhao Yuebai said, "Oh, you've finally left the customs. What are you busy with all this time? You don't even answer the phone!"

Jiang Liuyi said, "There is something wrong at home."

"What's the matter!" Zhao Yuebai asked: "Is it because her parents don't agree with you being together? Wealthy, if..."

"No." Jiang Liuyi interrupted Zhao Yuebai's wild thoughts and said, "It's my own business."

"Oh." Zhao Yuebai held back: "Are you all right now?"

Jiang Liuyi nodded: "It's okay."

"It's fine." Zhao Yuebai said, "Hey, did your wife see the studio, is she overjoyed?"

Jiang Liuyi just remembered that she asked Zhao Yuebai to help renovate the piano room a while ago. She hadn't been in for so many days, and Song Xian naturally didn't go in either. They went out in the morning and returned home in the evening. The piano room has not been opened for a long time, Jiang Liuyi said: "I haven't told her yet."

"Not yet?" Zhao Yuebai frowned: "Aren't you going to tell her?"

Jiang Liuyi shook her head: "Tell her tonight."

Zhao Yuebai smiled: "Okay, just call me if you have anything else to do, and come on stage tomorrow to cheer."

After separating from Zhao Yuebai, Jiang Liuyi found Song Xian, saw her standing beside a row of lanterns, she walked over and asked, "Like this?"

Song Xian nodded, and Jiang Liuyi picked one to pay the bill.

After the two went back, Jiang Liuyi tidied up the room, decorated the room, Song Xian pasted the word "Fu" on the door, and heard Jiang Liuyi calling her: "Song Xian!"

She looked over, Jiang Liuyi pushed open the door of the piano room and stood at the door. In front of him, it took a few seconds for Song Xian to get used to it. The inside was slightly different from before. The piano room was divided into a boxy studio. Jiang Liuyi walked in holding Song Xian's hand. Although the studio was small, But there are windows and doors, and there is a mahogany table inside. There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table, as well as many painting tools. Song Xian turned around and asked, "When did you buy it?"

Jiang Liuyi said: "Before going to Jiangcheng."

I had planned to tell Song Xian a long time ago, but I forgot about it during this time. Song Xian walked in and saw a large painting box next to the easel. She opened it curiously, and the top was actually her first painting box. Painted by Jiang Liuyi.

The memory was instantly clear, and even the clothes Jiang Liuyi wore that day and what he said became clear. Song Xian lowered his head and saw that there were still many scraps under the painting.

They were all her waste manuscripts some time ago, she thought they were all thrown away, and just looking down, the fireworks went up outside the window, dazzling and dazzling.

Jiang Liuyi and Song Xian turned their heads at the same time and looked out of the window. The windows of the studio and the piano room were not very big, half open. Jiang Liuyi opened the window, and the wind blew in, raising her hair, and Song Xian was behind her. Looking at Jiang Liuyi's side face, it is beautiful and indifferent, her hair is slightly raised, and her hand hanging by her side unconsciously outlines Jiang Liuyi's outline.

Jiang Liuyi turned her head quickly, took a few glances in the studio, and finally said to Song Xian, "Let's move a sofa in."

"Sofa?" Song Xian was incredulous: "I can't put it down."

Jiang Liuyi smiled, and led her to the study room. There was a yellow beanbag sofa, which hadn't been used much since they bought it, because they rarely entered the study room. Song Xian watched Jiang Liuyi put the beanbag sofa by the window. In the distance, when you sit down, you can definitely see the fireworks outside the window as soon as you look up.

Jiang Liuyi was sitting on the sofa. She was slender and half of the seat was left beside her. Jiang Liuyi patted the seat beside her: "Come and sit."

Song Xian walked over and sat on the sofa, which collapsed in an instant. The soft sofa wrapped her body like cotton, soft and comfortable. She sat next to Jiang Liuyi, and the two looked up at the fireworks blooming in the sky. Within a few seconds, Jiang Liuyi got up again and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine. Sitting next to Song Xian, she handed her a glass. Song Xian took a sip. The red wine was bitter and sweet.

Jiang Liuyi put down the cup and shouted: "Song Xian."

Song Xian turned his head, the fireworks hit Jiang Liuyi's side face, light and dark intertwined, Jiang Liuyi looked at the fireworks and asked, "Does it look good?"

Song Xian raised his eyes to look out of the window, nodded: "It looks good."

Jiang Liuyi turned her head, looked at Song Xian and said, "You look good too."

Song Xian was slightly startled, turned his head and looked at Jiang Liuyi, the fireworks shone in the eyes of the two, and Jiang Liuyi said: "I have always wanted to ask you a question."

Song Xian was bored: "What?"

Jiang Liuyi asked: "You know I married you, isn't it because you look like Yu Bai?"

Song Xian suddenly thought of Lin Qiushui's words, she nodded: "I know."

Jiang Liuyi asked again: "Then you know, I didn't like Yu Bai a long time ago?"

Song Xian nodded again: "I know."

Jiang Liu smiled: "Then you know, do I like you now?"

Song Xian paused, his usual calm eyes sparkled with water, sparkling, and the fireworks blooming reflected in them, reflecting a beautiful color, Jiang Liuyi asked: "Don't you know?"

How could she not know, Jiang Liuyi didn't hide her feelings, Song Xian thought of it after Lin Qiushui finished speaking, but hearing Jiang Liuyi said it herself, the feeling was still different, her heart beat for no reason, her pupils shrank, and her eyes suddenly Only Jiang Liuyi's reflection remained.

Song Xian said: "Now I know."

Trying to calm down, but the trembling in her voice betrayed her, Jiang Liuyi took a ring box from behind and handed it to Song Xian: "It's been decided a long time ago, and I've been looking for a special opportunity to give it to you."

But now I suddenly realize that with Song Xian, every moment is special.

Song Xian lowered his head, opened the ring box, and saw Jiang Liuyi took out one of the rings, wrapped it around her body, raised her hand, pushed the ring in gently, and pushed it to the root of the finger. The size was right, and Jiang Liuyi hugged her. Looking at Song Xian, the moment he put on the ring, he said: "Song Xian, I like you."

Song Xian looked sideways, seeing Jiang Liuyi looking seriously at the blooming fireworks, her heart palpitations for two seconds, her lips parted slightly, Jiang Liuyi lowered her head to kiss her, but suddenly stopped, and asked in a low voice, "Is it right here?"

Understanding what she meant, Song Xian leaned over to Jiang Liuyi's lips and kissed her, then turned around and walked back to the living room, and said to Jiang Liuyi, "It's right here."

After she finished speaking, she returned to Jiang Liuyi's arms, still in the half-lying position just now, the sofa is not big, but it is very soft, and she will sink into it wherever she sits, and the two of them are trapped in the same whirlpool, Jiang Liuyi asked: "Can you? "

Song Xian nodded, pinching a black blindfold in her hand, her voice trembled slightly: "I, I can try."