Chapter 107: Dove

Song Qiao's remarks about his disappearance were cheated into the MLM organization. After several months of refusal to find an opportunity to escape, he also deliberately asked Su Ge to really pull out a MLM gang and contributed to the local police Performance.
In this way, the unit and outsiders are coping with it, but the family has set off a high degree of vigilance. First, he tried his best to let him go home to live. After being gently rejected by Song Qiao, he began to introduce the blind date frequently. Song Qiao is no longer a young man who will quarrel with his family because of this. Although he is upset, he still copes with it perfunctoryly. In this way, only the time with Su Ge is the most comfortable.
Nonetheless, Song Qiao still had a little image in front of Su Ge, and he did not want to pour bitter water on his son like a grudge, so he took advantage of the weekend to pull out the dark and drink, leaving the garbage in his head. It was given to this peer who specializes in dark plots.
Deep Black wrote for eight years on the male frequency without interruption. Although it is called by the reader as a routine of ten thousand years, it is now a well-known god. It's just that the house has been around for a long time, and the dressing is more casual. When walking on the road, it is an ordinary Bensan man. The t-shirt Ye Junhou Yingyuan exposed after taking off his coat showed a little bit different.
A month ago, "Legend of the Night" sold the copyright of games and comics as soon as it was over, and the corresponding surroundings of Ye Junhou also began to be sold. Song Qiao saw that this companion who signed with him at the same time finally got out of his head, and he was very emotional.
From the beginning, he and Shenhei often quarreled because of inconsistent ideas. When they made an appointment with real pK, they discovered that Dajia was indeed an alumnus.
Deep Black does not despise Song Qiao's high-quality students, but he envyes his treatment as a baby by niche readers; and Song Qiao, although he disagrees with the practice of setting the plot in the market, looks at the deep black works gradually The popularity is recognized by the public, and there is also a little envy in my heart.
It is ironic to say that he chose to leave when he pretended to be deeply loved, but the dark love with little love persisted to the present, and the person who can stand upright with his work in front of the world is dark black. After all, he lost.
Speaking of the past, both of them were sighing. They contacted the writer in their greenest teenage years. As a result, Song Qiao who wanted to reverse his father's concept with documentary evidence and the deep black who once dreamed of being a realistic writer, finally became An old man drinking a small drink.
Song Qiao turned away with regret in order to keep the world of Suger clean, and although Deep Black enjoyed the result of his struggle as he wished, Ye San, who looked at the first pen name written at midnight dream, still had no interest, the only one A few comments were sent by Ye Junhou fans to visit here, and my heart will eventually be lost.
When I think of this, I ’m not in the dark. I seem to be younger, Song Qiao sighed:
In fact, you are still talented. If you did n’t change the outline according to your suggestion, I would n’t be able to pass the three-pronged plot. Trial. "
Song Qiao didn't know what Su Ge had eaten for himself in recent days. The medical examination data almost returned to the level at the age of 20. Xu is in good health, and now he has a much more positive attitude. Hearing the deep black Just pour wine for him with a smile,
"It's your ability to write it. Only those of us who are still writing. I wish you new works continue to sell. Sixty years later, they will be buried in the grave by their own paper books!"
"That's why I like to drink with you. The people around me only talk about money, only you still talk about ideals."
Deep Black has participated in a lot of feasts these days, and this kind of blessing was what Song Qiao wanted, but even he, who had already given up his literary dreams, thought that it would be the best future to be buried by his own works.
Sighing in my heart, Deep Black raised his glass to this old friend who had returned,
"It is estimated that you, the young master who does not lack money, do not care. I wish you this instinct to write your own masterpiece and become a must-have Qingliu legend!"
He said that Song Qiao also remembered that Ji Mo had mentioned that Deep Black would recommend "Quan Chen" in the group, and could not help wondering: "I heard that you often recommend my books?"
Speaking of this matter, the dark was also stunned, and asked: "You never read the harem cool text, don't you smash the monthly ticket regularly?"
The two vowed to Heaven that they would never look at each other's spicy eyes. After many years, they were face-to-face by themselves and smiled at each other. Finally, they didn't mention it in tacit agreement.
"Cheers, brother!"
"Okay, cheers!"
Today, there are still arrangements. Song Qiao does n’t dare to drink too much, just give him a drink. He looks at him with deep emotion and persuades: "Old Song, seriously, you will be thirty after this year, Really do n’t think about finding someone to get married? "
Family members have been asking this question, and it is now Song Qiao who has expressed his real thoughts frowningly, "I didn't meet the right one."
He was not surprised for this reason, but he was curious how Song Qiao's condition could not find a suitable object. He couldn't help asking: "What fairy do you want to marry? Our school's department is divided, and the female next door writes The hands are divided, and after being defrauded by the MLM organization, haven't you found the target again? "
"It would be great to let me sigh from the bottom of my heart to live with her in the future. Looking at her, she will want to fight for the future."
Speaking lightly of his request, Song Qiao only smiled bitterly without expectation. If he just wanted to find a fairy, there was still a glimmer of hope with Ji Mo.
But in his life, except for Su Ge, he never raised the idea of ​​having to fight for anyone. In his mind, there may not be anyone in the world who can be loved like his protagonist.
Sure enough, Hearing was shocked to hear this. He knew that although this friend had taken a bit of gas now, his inner high spirit was not dispelled, but now Song Qiao would hide himself more than in the past.
But being stupid in this kind of thing is not a joke. As a person coming, he immediately persuaded: "Wake up, as long as it is a different person, there will be friction, that kind of soul mate, but there is only one SSr on the entire earth, you Think you can get it? "
In the end, their life concept is different. When they get dark, they find a suitable blind date. As soon as the RV is done, they get married without feeling bad about each other.
But Song Qiao could n’t accept this. He did n’t think he was having a bad time now. If he had to fall in love with his family, he had to allocate time and delay the update. He could not go home to accompany Su Ge after work. It is impossible to live with Su Ge anymore, and life will become a mess.
In this way, Song Qiao even felt that marriage could only reduce his own happiness index, so he sighed: "So sometimes I want to be single all my life, it's not bad, anyway, there are sons who have died."
The old father was very confident that Su Ge would not lose himself. The desire to get married and have children became even weaker when he thought that there was no question of pension.
He was shocked, "When did you get a son?"
"Sug."
Song Qiao unconsciously revealed the truth, and completely did not understand that their deep dark entanglements could only cast their eyes on neuropathy,
"Don't take him as your son because of the same name as your protagonist. If someone else wants to get married and have children, will they live with you for a lifetime?"
It was only when Song Qiao discovered that he never thought about this issue, and unconsciously assumed that Su Ge would always guard himself. However, Su Ge is a few hundred years old, and he has n’t even given up his first love. Is it really okay to be single again?
In this way, if he died a hundred years later, what would Su Ge do? Do you look at Ye Junhou's widowed old bachelor in the scroll? This is too sad!
Trying to imagine the future, Song Qiao's voice was heavy, "I have a problem with my mentality."
"What?"
Deep Black did not expect Song Qiao to be so easily persuaded today. When he was shocked, he saw this man looking up seriously, and said: "Generally speaking, shouldn't the old father look at his elder son to marry him? Why didn't I want to give Actress Suger? I'm a stinking selfish parent! "
Unexpectedly, it was this aspect of his awakening. At this moment, normal people stared at Song Qiao, who was clearly unmarried but fantasizing about having a son, and could only give a counsel with a long heart, "You still have a love . "
Until the difference, the sentence of deep black echoed in Song Qiao's ear. However, after glancing at the pedestrians on the street, none of Song Qiao who looked at him could only make a cry in the heart of all single dogs-he wanted to talk, no object!
After chatting with Shen Hei for a while, Song Qiao estimated that the time was almost up, and he rushed to the scheduled cake shop.
When he was drinking with Deep Black, he was still decadent. When he came out of the box, he instantly disappeared. Although it was a simple gray trench coat that was not deliberately dressed, the handsome face with a decent smile was always a sight. You can't help feeling good.
In dark words, Song Qiao was not born to be a handsome person, but the temperament of that gentle scum was particularly appealing to the little girl. It was a male frequency heresy.
At the moment, Song Qiao, who insisted on setting up his own elite, also politely smiled at the front desk, "My order, please inquire."
As soon as he came to the public, Song Qiao was the opposite of himself, and even the salesperson was confused by it. He sighed that there were real gentlemen in the world, so he actively handed over the beautifully packed gift box. "This is your customized three-layer fondant cake, dove and church decoration, please confirm."
"No problem, please wrap it for me."
In society, a friendly face and decent status will make a person receive excellent treatment. Song Qiao is already very skilled at what kind of expression he should show in front of someone.
Since he was able to create Chang Hui, he was not a straightforward person. He only knew Ji Mo at a glance and knew that he was very vigilant to others, so he chose the passionate image that can evoke the feelings of the other country in the first place. Even so, he only exposed one of his vests after confirming that Ji Mo was not in danger. If there was Su Ge in the temple, he would probably never let anyone know his relationship with Su Ge.
These adult social methods sometimes feel false when they are carefully studied, but they must still wear a mask to live. After all, the truth can only be shown to a few trusted people.
"Mr. Song's girlfriend is really happy."
When the old father who loved the waistcoat fell into self-contempt, the clerk awakened him with a word. He was still a little puzzled, and he reacted after watching the cake.
When he ordered the cake, he only wanted to restore the architectural style of the temple, but he forgot that the church's first impression was the wedding. No wonder someone else misunderstood.
At this time, naturally, he could not mention the high priest with others. Song Qiao only smiled and explained, "Not a girlfriend, but a son."
This customized fondant cake is very expensive, and it is generally only used for weddings and other grand occasions. The clerk thought that Song Qiao swiped the card and thought it was ready to be proposed for marriage. When he heard this, he was very surprised. , You don't look like you have children at all. "
Speaking of Su Ge, Song Qiao's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, which made some smug smile: "Yeah, sometimes I don't believe it myself."
The protagonist in his pen has become a real person, such a thing, Song Qiao occasionally wakes up from sleep and feels like a dream.
However, at the moment when the door was opened, all the disguise from the outside world faded away, no need to take any image into account, he just held the cake and put it in Suger's hands, blessing from the heart: "Happy birthday!"
Seeing that Suger was a little puzzled by this behavior, Song Qiao took off his coat at random and explained while changing shoes,
"You may not know that today is the day when I started writing" The Holy Master ". As I said, your birth is a good thing worth celebrating every year."
They lived together for a long time. At the beginning, Song Qiao was still somewhat reserved. When he discovered that Su Ge would not ask for himself, he returned to his old look at home.
At this time, he also returned to the living room as usual and poured himself a cup of tea. Seeing Su Ge was still stunned, he spontaneously unpacked and excitedly said: "Quick, take a few photos before eating to send a circle of friends, I promise Ye Jun Hou absolutely has no such treatment in the dark hands. "
Song Qiao seems to be carefree, but his memory is not bad. For example, the days of the opening and slashing of "The Most Holy First Master" are always remembered in his heart. For example, he still has not forgotten the envious glance that Su Ge had to Ye Junhou.
The past years can never go back, at least now we must try our best to meet all the requirements of Su Ge, and he can only do this without insisting to the end.
"Mr. Song ... Thanks."
Su Ge sent his pigeons looking at Song Qiao and Shen Hei while drinking, and his emotions were still a bit low. Even though Song Qiao was the one who created all of his efforts at the time, he was still a character and he could not really enter Song Qiao's world.
However, when he saw the cake decoration that was almost indistinguishable from the temple, and the ninety-nine white pigeons on it, Suge found out that it was him who Song Qiao did his best to treat until now.
Because of this, he did not want to be abandoned again. When he had no consciousness, the god's departure made him stare at the starry sky for a long time. If he watched the man go now, he wouldn't know what it would be like.
"Don't you say you want to see the shrine of this world? Just last week, the visa was also processed. I gave the annual leave, and we will travel abroad tomorrow."
Su Ge's moving tone made Song Qiao very satisfied. He didn't pay attention to the deep priest's eyes for a moment, but just pulled out two tickets to continue to surprise his son. This is his birthday gift planned for two months. The style is very happy.
It ’s better to be single. There is no big expense for a person. His salary and bonuses are not low. Now he can get two manuscript fees and he can spend money on Sug at will. Keeping pigeons healthy and environmentally friendly is also beneficial to world peace. His life is much more meaningful than in the past.
Thinking in this way, an old father didn't even think about his suspected mentality of keeping small fresh meat, and only proudly promoted Yang's travel strategy.
"Don't look at my father like this, English is very fluent, and there is no problem communicating with foreign friends. Is there an elite feeling?"
The Song family's education has always been to be humble and polite in the outside world, and some small achievements are everywhere to show off the behaviors that only upstarts do. So although Song Qiao is a character who can't wait to live on the circle of friends when he eats cakes, he always only smiles politely to others when he has achieved results. Even though he has chanted me as a genius in his heart, he also thanked the teacher for his teaching.
Now that Ji Mo has gone to other worlds to practice, he can only find something in front of Su Ge, but how can the thousands of praises from outsiders match the admiration of the high priest? Wear it when you should wear it outside. It is enough to have your own son worship.
Su Ge is now no longer in a state of being ignorant of this world. Song Qiao's attitude towards him definitely exceeds the limits of his friends, but it can be seen that this person's performance is not as awakened, and he can only tentatively open his mouth. I heard that in your world it would not be so good for ordinary friends. "
Sure enough, Song Qiao didn't realize that he was more fond of Su Ge than keeping a small white face, used to spend time and energy for Su Ge, and proud of his protagonist who loved the protagonist.
"Of course, Deep Black doesn't have this treatment here. At that time, he asked me to go to Sichuan to eat hot pot. I wrote him about your pigeons for a month. Look, let me take a picture. The old man is greedy with death. "
Su Ge was still moved, even hesitating whether he should confess his thoughts to the gods, and when he heard the dark eyes, he sank again, and said: "You have a good relationship with Mr. Qin."
Song Qiao thought about who this Mr. Qin was, and it took a while to realize it. Wasn't the surname Qin the dark man?
He silently praised his own Suge for being polite, much better than a white deer who planned to murder the author all day. For a moment, he forgot to think about how Suge would know the real name of the dark, and he casually returned: "After all, eight It is a habit to harm each other in years and to harm each other. "
Before meeting Ji Mo, Shen Hei was Song Qiao's only friend who could show his true temperament. When he mentioned his tone, he was also very different. Seeing Su Ge's expression was so low, he also remembered that he thought of Ye Junhou again. "Trust me, write down who you set up from the day you let you have a happy ending is my goal."
Although in reality he lost to Deep Black, but only with love for Su Ge, Song Qiao will not lose to anyone until now.
It's just that he now understands that love is his own thing. It's good to hide the joy in his heart, there is no need to show it to others. Speaking out is annoying, but it can make you unable to care about the gains and losses and the evaluation of unrelated persons, but loses your original purity.
This time, no data is needed to prove, and no one will point fingers at his protagonist. He just needs to treat Sug from the heart, which is enough.
Song Qiao does not know what this mood is, but he can be sure that he has been so intent on Su Ge since he was born. If he is to be described, this is definitely the greatest selfless fatherly love in the world.
Just as the old father ’s thinking went off course again, the high priest could not restrain his emotions. This person tried his best to make him happy, and said that he should be given a happy future, no matter which world it is in, this should be in The meaning of confession.
God can easily reach him with a good gesture, even if Song Qiao still thinks it is fatherly love, Su Ge can't help but gently hug the person in front of him, "Mr. Song, I will always take care of you."
Wait, express happiness with a hug. Has he set this for foreigners like Sugar?
Song Qiao did not expect that he would act like this. Although he felt strange, he still patted the back of the high priest lovingly.
"Don't be so excited, if you want to be able to fly by yourself at any time, maybe you can dig up some souvenirs like vampire werewolves."
However, soon he was truly stunned, because Suger turned his head and kissed his cheek, seeing the old father look confused, and then said with a friendly smile, "Thank you, I accepted the gift."
After finishing all this, Su Ge went to cut the cake naturally, and he obediently sent a photo according to the instructions of his old father, Ait Ye Junhou. He would doubt such a pure and upright high priest.
However, this time Song Qiao thought about it and thoughtfully looked at the busy high priest, secretly,
Sure enough, what's wrong recently?
The author has something to say: Su Ge (dove-style eyes): The relationship between Mr. Song and Mr. Qin seems to be too good.
Ren Qingya: I don't like the plot of "The Legend of Night". If I am the heroine, I must summon the author to be him.
Deep Black: Strange, how have you felt your neck cool recently?
Ye Junhou: Hahaha, look at this poor straight man surrounded by guys!
Ji Mo (Indifferent): What a smile, you are also the only straight man here.
Ye Junhou (shocked): What? !
It seems that there are 10,000 words in this book. I really want to publish it in two chapters. I will try to finish the next one tomorrow.