At 10:42, Situ Qinglang drove to the downstairs of Sweetheart's house.

The carport of the old-fashioned simple old building has a big word "demolition" written in red pen, and Situ Qinglang feels uncomfortable when he sees it. It seems that Yan Bo was right before, this place is really going to be demolished.

Sweetheart grew up here, and this place should have a lot of memories of her...... She had already suffered a heavy blow from the breakup, and now she has no home, which is undoubtedly too cruel for her.

Where is she going to live in the future? Situ Qinglang sighed, he really couldn't let go of her, but he couldn't do anything, he had really seen her stubborn temper, once she broke up, she would never accept any help from him again.

He got out of the car and said to Situ Qingqing: "I'll go up and have a look, and by the way, return the key to her house that I left before." You're waiting here. ”

"What if she's not at home?" Situ Qing asked with a crow's mouth, "She didn't have class today?"

Not at home...... That may be fate, Situ Qinglang smiled bitterly in his heart, that is, God didn't even give her a chance to see her for the last time.

He closed the car door and walked briskly towards the familiar residential building, his heart beating wildly, but he didn't know what he was nervous about.

It's here.

Separated by a door, Situ Qinglang calmed down, put his hand on the door, and knocked twice lightly and heavily.

From inside the door came the golden retriever's "woo-woo-woo" cry, and he waited patiently for a while, but no one came to open the door.

Really not there?

Situ Qinglang's heart hurt as if he had been emptied, he took out the key in his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and went to the **** keyhole.

The door opened.

A huge ** figure pounced first, wagging its tail very happily, Situ Qinglang patted the head of the big golden retriever, and stood at the door hesitating.

He had a strong instinct that sweetheart was at home, but why didn't she come out?

"Sweetheart, are you there?" he shouted, raising his voice.

Sweetheart nestled on the bed, holding the poor little Tinker Bell who was wet from crying, and in the haze she heard Situ Qinglang's voice, but ...... How could it be? It must have been her auditory hallucinations, he should have already received the certificate, he had become He Jing's husband, how could he appear at his own house?

"Sweetheart, did you hear it!" Situ Qinglang heard a small sobbing sound from the bedroom, suddenly his heart skipped a beat, strode forward, and pushed open the door of Sweetheart's bedroom.

"Sweetheart!"

He saw poor Baba cowering at the head of the bed, her eyes swollen like walnuts, and the moment he entered, she looked up at himself and almost broke the line of defense he had painstakingly worked for two months.

Those large, beautiful eyes were gone, replaced by her dazed, helpless, lonely and desperate.

Situ Qinglang was shocked by this look, he thought that the sweetheart agreed happily at that time, and after two months, she would slowly get used to this qiē, she agreed so resolutely at that time, almost ...... Agreed almost immediately...... No ......

If she had kept it at the time......

Situ Qinglang didn't dare to think about it, he stepped forward and tentatively called her name: "Sweetheart, what are you sitting here for?"

Tinker Bell in his arms jumped away with a "meow", and the sweetheart sat in a daze, looking at Situ Qinglang directly, with a smile that seemed to be stupid.

She...... Wouldn't it be crazy?

Situ Qinglang walked to her bedside, bent down, and whispered in her ear, "Sweetheart, why don't you speak?" ”

Sweetheart finally had a little reaction, she lowered her head, tears rained down, and said something that made Situ Qinglang about to collapse:

"Don't lie to me, he won't come, all ...... It's all mine...... Hallucination. ”

Situ Qinglang didn't expect her to say this, her voice was hoarse, and she collapsed on the bed with her hair scattered, no longer having the vitality she used to have, and the stupid and cute little fool seemed to have died overnight and disappeared, leaving a shell without aura.

"I'm really clear. He sat down gently on the edge of her bed and hugged her into his arms, "Are you stupid?

Sweetheart was hugged by him in a daze, she heard a powerful heartbeat in his chest, at that moment her originally dead heart suddenly began to recover little by little, she finally began to respond sluggishly, and then consciously lay on his shoulder, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is it really you......? Didn't get married?"

"I'm ......" Situ Qinglang was speechless, he shook his head and hugged her tightly.

Sweetheart's love finally broke out at this moment, and the grievances, pains, and disappointments she had accumulated for a long time finally broke out at this moment, and she shouted hoarsely: "I won't let you marry her......! I'm the one who should have married you! You promised me!"

"Sweetheart, listen to my explanation......"

"I don't listen!" Sweetheart covered her ears and cried loudly, "Why am I so unlucky! I don't have parents, no one loves me, I finally have you, I don't even have you now! The whole world doesn't want me! What is the meaning of my life! What is the meaning of living!"

Her questioning made Situ Qinglang, who had always been strong, completely unable to resist, and he hurriedly comforted her and coaxed her, but he couldn't stop her tears no matter what.

She repeated that she only said one word, "I want to marry you", and she hugged him tightly and said that she would not let go of anything, and the tears that burst the embankment wet his shirt and forced him to breathe.

Her pain moved him, Situ Qinglang heard from her intermittent words what kind of mark he had left in her life, from childhood to adulthood, he was the person who cared about her the most besides her grandmother, the person who made her the happiest, the person who brought her closest to happiness, this qiē made her unable to forget him, and could no longer forget this happiness.

She may live in this shadow for the rest of her life, she is too deep.

Situ Qinglang hugged her tightly, he really didn't have any way to separate from her, he was like a piece of meat on the tip of her heart, if he left her, the wound would never heal again, and every time he thought about it, he would still be in pain.

She also gave him a lot, she made his life meaningful, she gave him happiness that he hadn't had in 28 years, they were obviously very compatible, but why separate?

The psychological defense line he had been operating for two months collapsed at this moment, the sweetheart cried, and he also shed tears, and he remembered Qingqing's words - who could protect her well except himself.

A bold and crazy idea suddenly emerged, and when he realized this, Situ Qinglang almost thought that he was really crazy, and he repeatedly asked himself - why can't he marry his sweetheart?

He was originally going to get the certificate today, and all the formalities were in the car, except for his little wife sweetheart, and everything was perfect in one qiē.

Yes, why don't you just marry your sweetheart at this time? He'd never done anything so crazy in 28 years, and maybe he wouldn't do it again, but now, he felt he should give his sweetheart a treat.

Even if he is sorry He Jing disobeyed Situ Zheng's intentions, what can it be, is there anything more important than giving his sweetheart a home?

"Sweetheart, listen to me. Situ Qinglang straightened his sweetheart's body, stared into her eyes and said, "You go change your clothes now, and follow me with your household registration book." ”

Sweetheart raised her head with tears in her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?"

"Marry me. Situ Qinglang replied without hesitation.

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