After the breakup, my identity as a singing god was exposed

When we returned to Jincheng, it was almost twelve o'clock.

As soon as he got off the plane, Liu Xuan called Chang Qian.

Upon learning that she was already waiting in the parking lot, Liu Xuan walked out quickly.

When I came out of the terminal, I happened to see Chang Qian across the street.

Chang Qian also saw him.

She put her hands behind her back and her eyes curved into crescents.

At this moment, Liu Xuan deeply felt the feeling called happiness.

He walked over and took Chang Qian's hand.

"You've been waiting for a long time."

Liu Xuan looked into Chang Qian's eyes.

"I am willing to wait."

Chang Qian also looked at Liu Xuan with a smile.

Liu Xuan held her in his arms and pressed his lips against her forehead.

The two walked hand in hand in the huge parking lot. She was wearing a brown woolen coat, with her long, soft hair draped over her shoulders. She looked like a peerless beauty walking out of a painting, and Liu Xuan was mesmerized.

In this dark night, a chill fell on the tip of Liu Xuan's nose.

Liu Xuan was a little stunned and looked up at the starless night sky.

Is it an illusion?

Why does it feel like a snowflake has landed on the tip of my nose?

Thinking about the situation, it’s about time it snows.

"You know, there has always been an island in my heart. Sometimes I can see that island. There is a beautiful girl waiting for me on the island. I could never see what she looked like until I met you."

Liu Xuan stopped, still holding Chang Qian's hand.

Chang Qian turned around and looked at him with her head tilted.

Then, Liu Xuan took out the box containing the necklace from his bag, opened it, and picked up the gold necklace inlaid with blue gemstones.

Chang Qian's eyes were full of surprise and she covered her mouth.

Liu Xuan raised his hand, hung the necklace around Chang Qian's neck, and said, "This necklace is called Mutual Support. I hope we can support each other in this life and never forget each other until we die."

Tears welled up in Chang Qian's eyes. She picked up the gem pendant hanging around her neck and took a look at it.

There were tears in her eyes, but her face was full of smiles.

She tilted her head and let the tears roll down her cheeks.

"Liu Xuan..."

Liu Xuan was also affected by her, and an emotion that was difficult to express in words surged in his heart.

So the two looked at each other in the cold night, one with tears in his eyes and the other with smiles in his eyes.

The autumn wind is also full of romance. It lifts the long hair of the person in front of you and stirs the heart of the person you love.

Perhaps it had been a long time since she felt such a caring feeling, Chang Qian's heart was completely melted, and she just stared at Liu Xuan blankly.

The chill in the air could not cover the warmth in their hearts.

Liu Xuan's feeling was correct, snowflakes were falling from the sky.

This may be the earliest snow in recent years, falling at the end of late autumn.

"Snowing......"

Liu Xuan raised his head.

The next second, Chang Qian threw herself into his arms, hugged his neck and kissed his lips.

So on this starless night, the two hugged each other in the empty parking lot.

Love is long-lasting, and in the entanglement and interweaving, it sucks each other's attachment.

After a long time, the two separated.

Chang Qian's face flushed, feeling shy for her boldness just now.

And Liu Xuan finally got the words he had been waiting for for a long time: "I love you."

Afterwards, they strolled through the parking lot holding hands.

The shadows of the trees swayed, as if rejoicing in their romantic love.

"Do you have your Xuanxuan with you?"

Chang Qian raised her head and looked at Liu Xuan.

Liu Xuan knew that she was talking about the pendant she bought at the Yellow River Bridge last time.

One is called Xuanxuan and the other is called Xixi.

Liu Xuan nodded, then took out the key from his bag. The blue Stitch was hanging quietly on the key.

Chang Qian also took out a pink Stitch from her backpack.

She took Liu Xuan's hand, then raised it above her head and put her fan Stitch together with Liu Xuan's blue Stitch.

Then she released her hand that was holding Liu Xuan's arm, took out her mobile phone, turned on the camera, and froze the picture at the moment the shutter was pressed.

......

When I got home, it was already 2:30 in the morning.

After washing up, they sat on the sofa and chatted for a while before going back to their rooms to rest.

Liu Xuan was not sleepy, so he simply sat in front of the computer and thought about which movie script he should write for Zhang Ruoyu.

After much deliberation, Liu Xuan finally chose a film or TV work by Happy Twist.

Because the content of this film or TV work is really similar to his experience.

The only difference is that the protagonist in the movie went back to the past, while he went directly to another world.

However, before Liu Xuan had written for a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.

Liu Xuan walked over and opened the door. Chang Qian, who was wearing pajamas, stood at the door and said with a sparse look in her eyes: "I can't sleep..."

Then he looked around the room and saw that the computer was still on, so he asked, "What are you doing?"

Liu Xuan let him go out and said, "He boasted to Zhang Ruoyu and then got himself into trouble. Isn't this filling the hole?"

Chang Qian walked into the room, glanced at the contents on the computer, and then said in surprise: "You told Zhang Ruoyu that you can write novels?"

Liu Xuan was speechless: "It's not a novel, it's a script. If Zhang Ruoyu invests in my current company and wants to enter the film and television industry, I will tell her that I am a very good screenwriter."

Chang Qian covered her face and smiled: "Then can you really write?"

Liu Xuan hugged her and said, "Are you questioning your man's ability?"

Chang Qian snorted and said, "Writing a script is not like writing lyrics. Are you planning to write it all in one night?"

"Make a bet?"

Liu Xuan raised his eyebrows and had evil thoughts.

Chang Qian looked innocent: "What are you betting on?"

"If I win, you can call me husband."

Chang Qian's cheeks flushed: "What if you lose?"

"I call you my wife."

"No, you're taking advantage anyway."

"What do you say."

"It's snowing. If you lose, you have to go build a snowman with me tomorrow."

"What kind of punishment is this? It's a deal, double happiness!"

"Then you write. I'll sit on your bed for a while and not disturb you."

Chang Qian stood up, left Liu Xuan's body, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking obedient.

Liu Xuan scratched her nose and then sat back at the computer.

I wanted to light a cigarette, but considering that Chang Qian was still there, I was afraid of smoking her, so I held back.

He pondered for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and typed out rows of words.

When the sky outside the window began to turn pale, Liu Xuan stretched lazily.

Suddenly I remembered that Chang Qian was still in bed. When I turned around, she was curled up on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Liu Xuan was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he pulled the quilt over her.

I went back to the computer and continued working on it.

Liu Xuan was still sitting at the computer until noon when Chang Qian began to feel drowsy.

Chang Qian suddenly felt distressed. She walked behind Liu Xuan, lay on his back, and whispered in his ear, "Honey, you've worked so hard. I'll go make you a bowl of ginger tea."

Liu Xuan was stunned by Chang Qian's sudden address, but after he reacted, he was overjoyed and all the tiredness from fighting all night was swept away.

He turned around and pecked her on the cheek, saying, "With this sentence from my wife, it won't be hard anymore."

Chang Qian blushed, slapped Liu Xuan back, and left the room.

Liu Xuan continued typing.

About twenty minutes later, Chang Qian came in with a bowl of ginger soup, placed it in front of Liu Xuan, and said, "Drink it before writing."

Liu Xuan nodded, then picked up the spoon and prepared to taste the soup she cooked. This was the first time she tasted her cooking.

Chang Qian leaned on the table and looked at Liu Xuan with anticipation. This was her first time cooking by herself, and she also hoped to get Liu Xuan's approval.

After taking a sip, Liu Xuan showed a surprised expression and praised: "She is worthy of being my wife. She is good enough to open a store!"

Chang Qian said in surprise: "Let me try it."

Liu Xuan was a little surprised: "Didn't you taste it after you cooked it?"

Chang Qian tilted her head: "Of course I have to give you the first bite."

"No wonder."

"What did you say?"

Liu Xuan hurriedly explained: "I mean, it's so delicious, and it's made for me, I have to drink it myself, I'll make it for you later."

Chang Qian noticed something and snatched the spoon from Liu Xuan.

"Don't!"

Before Liu Xuan could stop her, Chang Qian had already scooped a spoonful and put it into her mouth.

"Ahem, it's so bitter."

Chang Qian frowned and said aggrievedly: "I clearly forgot to add sugar, why didn't you tell me?"

Liu Xuan smiled and stroked her forehead: "Because you cooked it. As long as it is made by you, it is the sweetest in my heart."

"Husband..." Chang Qian was about to cry.

Liu Xuan stood up with a distressed look on his face and hugged her.

Then he lowered his head and covered her lips.

Chang Qian gave a warm response.

So the two of them slowly climbed from the ground to the bed...