Hearing Song Zhenghui's rather domineering order, Qiu Yiqing thought that he had auditory hallucinations, and looked at her in disbelief, wanting to find the answer from her face.

"I haven't seen you for so long, are you deaf?" Song Zhenghui looked at him stupidly, trying to control his facial expression, pretending to be cold.

"Hey, good, good. He didn't expect Song Zhenghui to be angry and let him sit back.

To be honest, Qiu Yiqing was a little nervous, sitting opposite Song Zhenghui and didn't know how to break the silence, waiting for the teacher to give orders like a schoolboy who made a mistake.

"Why are you writing these letters to me?" said Song Jung-hye was the first to break the deadlock. Although she had some vague answers in her heart, she still hoped that he would explain it clearly in person.

Qiu Yiqing seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and stared at her eyes without hesitation. "I always remember that night, you ran out of our house. I understand how you felt at the time, and I felt that I did something wrong and that I hurt you. I hope you're still the happy Song Jung-hye. I've done a lot in the past seven years in the hope of making amends or redeeming myself. I asked a lot of people, found the court's verdict, found a lawyer, and found that my uncle and aunt's case did violate the law, and I tried my best to help them reduce their sentences through legal channels, so I also developed a good habit of taking time out to visit them every month. I always knew that you and Xiaomeng were together, and with her with you, we could rest assured, I would call her every week to ask about your situation, I was worried that you would not be able to calm down and live a good life because of this incident. ”

His eyes were sincere and his attitude was gentle, which made Song Zhenghui look fascinated, as if he had thought of something, and was silent.

She was a little ashamed, after her parents were imprisoned, there were several times when she didn't go to see them because she was busy with work, and every time she went to see them, they all shirked that they didn't lack a lot of things, saying that some friends would also come to visit them and give them daily necessities. At that time, she still wondered who could come to visit from time to time so insistence, but now that she thinks about it, it turns out to be Qiu Yiqing.

Maybe time is the antidote. Thinking back to what happened seven years ago now, Song Zhenghui feels that compared to Uncle Qiu, he doesn't resent Qiu Yiqing so much. He lied to himself before the college entrance examination, hoping that he would take the exam well, and he didn't tell himself the ins and outs of the matter in time after the exam, but after seven years, they have all paid the price......

"Hello, this is the salad you ordered, please use it slowly. ”

The waiter's enthusiastic voice broke her contemplation, she nodded her head in gratitude awkwardly, and then looked at Qiu Yiqing, who was sitting on the side and didn't dare to squeak, and laughed out loud.

"Aren't you talking a lot, why don't you say it?" is less hostile and more ridiculous.

Qiu Yiqing immediately felt the change in her mood, and scratched her head with a smile, "Isn't this afraid that you will be unhappy, I am sincerely apologizing, and I sincerely hope that you can accept it, and I sincerely wish you to be happy every day." ”

used three sincerity in a row, Song Zhenghui silently slandered, the language is too poor, can't you change the word?

I don't know how to answer, I poke the vegetable leaves with my head down, and I can't help but pout, which looks very cute.

Qiu Yiqing, who had been staring at her, pretended to be casual and shyly turned his gaze out the window, with a smile on every part of his face. After brewing for a long time, he turned his head, "Don't poke it, it's going to be full of holes, eat it." ”

Song Zhenghui was quite dissatisfied and rolled his eyes at him, "What if you forgive you, what can you do if you don't forgive?"

"No, I don't want the two of us to be friends. Qiu Yiqing blurted out without thinking about it, and only after saying it did he realize that he was out of control, but he didn't want to control his emotions anymore, and he had no one to say after holding it for so long.

"Song Zhenghui, I know it's a bit rude to say so much now, maybe you will be angry too, but I really like to tell you. I hope we can go back to the way we were, because you said that we were lifelong friends, and I cherish our noisy days. I understand that you may not be able to accept my dad's behavior yet, and I also feel a little ruthless, I had a big fight with my dad after you left seven years ago, and I am gone. I hope you'll be considerate of me, isn't it okay for everyone to be okay?

Song Zhenghui, who already had no appetite, simply put down the tableware and hugged his chest with both hands, "Qiu Yiqing, I can forgive you, as you expected, I still can't face Uncle Qiu calmly at present." But why do you have to go back to the way things were? Isn't it nice to have an online relationship like this?"

"No, I don't accept it. ”

"It's your business that you don't accept it. It has nothing to do with me. ”

"Song Zhenghui, I like you. ”

Looking at Song Zhenghui who was packing up his things and leaving, he panicked, thinking of saying goodbye at that time, thinking of seven years of guilt and longing, and many memories suddenly filled his mind.

"I wanted to tell you later, but I don't think I need to. Song Zhenghui, I like you, I don't know how to describe it, but I have been looking at our photos every day for the past seven years, reminiscing about our past. Do you know, when I went abroad for exchanges, I was a Chinese in the class, and every time I wanted to talk to someone, I was looking at your photo, which was the photo taken after we were kidnapped, and I always carried it with me. I thought I was guilty and remorseful for cheating on you. I'm sure it's not, I really like you, I love the days when we make a lot of noise together, I love the way you lie to me naughtily, I love the days we imagine the future together...... I'm really happy that you're here today, and I can't help but want to keep an eye on you. Qiu Yiqing cautiously observed Song Zhenghui's expression, "Don't be nervous, don't be pressured, I just want to fight for a chance......"

Song Zhenghui didn't expect to hear such exciting news on the first day of work, it was still related to herself, and she stood there stiffly at a loss. She received a lot of love letters when she was in school, and she was confessed in public many times, but every time she could pretend not to hear it, she walked away, but today, her feet seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't lift them heavily.

Outside the window, Li Yuxin watched the two of them stand all the time and wondered.