He spent several years watching her move smoothly, but what he got was this question.

The anger on Song Yanheng's face turned into despair and dead silence in an instant. He looked at Song Chu for a long time, and he wanted to ask her, was he never a person qualified to care about her?

All the surging emotions gradually subsided. On Song Yanheng's shallow and bright face, the light went out inch by inch, just like the lights on the bustling night market were dimmed. Song Yanheng didn't say anything, and slowly turned around and left. Song Chu saw his last expression at the beginning of the year, which was the calm and dead silence after the heavy blow.

Song Chu regretted it at the beginning of the year, and regretted saying such a hurtful word. I regretted it at the moment when Song Yanheng's face was disillusioned, when Song Yanheng turned around, and when Song Yanheng left step by step.

Song Yanheng was so good to her, she knew that saying this hurt Song Yanheng, deeply, deeply, and unforgivably hurt Song Yanheng. Song Chu suddenly felt scared and felt that the world was dark. She looked at the back of Song Yanheng leaving, she knew that if he left this time, everything in the past between them would die. She and Song Yanheng are likely to never return to their former appearance.

Song Yanheng left this time, but he really left.

Song Yanheng walked forward, and with every step, those past events about the beginning of Song Chu were shattered behind him. The little girl who appeared unexpectedly, soft and kind by nature, but pretended to be strong and casual, ignorant and fearless with a smile on the surface, but a little girl who was living with tears in her heart, he was real, and he didn't want to let go.

Song Yanheng suddenly turned around, strode back to the bed, and hugged Song Chuchu tightly in his arms.

His movements were sudden and unexpected, and Song Chu was so startled that he forgot to breathe. Song Yanheng hugged very hard, wanting to integrate Song Chu into flesh and blood.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, when the world was blank, I heard Song Yanheng say something in a low and clear voice. He said, at the beginning of the Song Dynasty, you are really important to me, and I am reluctant to leave you. Whether it's a quarrel or a misunderstanding, I don't want to leave.

Song Chu's tears fell instantly. Song Chu has experienced too many quarrels in her life, and everyone turned around and left after stabbing her, no matter how painful and miserable her bloody wounds were. She has also experienced too many tosses and turns, her grandmother's house, her relatives' families, and the Song family, and she has no fixed place to live. Now, she finally waited for someone, hugged her tightly after a bloody quarrel and said to her, I don't want to leave you.

Finally, there was someone who was willing to stay by her side for a long time.

This person, when he walked in the cold night of wind and snow bullying with Song Chu on his back, told her that he would not carry another person. When Song Chu lost his closest relative, let her lean into his arms and cry casually, telling her that she still had him. After Song Chu spoke ill of him at the beginning of the year and was so angry that he slammed the door and walked out, he turned to hug her and said that she was unwilling to leave.

Song Chu is willing to love this person deeply, and is willing to give the warmth and friendship of the rest of his life to this person. If this person is not Song Yanheng.

But this person is Song Yanheng.

Song Chu thought sadly, if this person is not Song Yanheng, if this person does not have a first love by his side that he can't let go of for more than two years, if this person is not her brother, how good.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, there were too many things to say, so he could only choose to hide. She gently wiped away the tears on her face, and deliberately used a clear and bright voice to hide her emotions, for fear that Song Yanheng would feel the clue. "Song Yanheng, it turns out that you are a sister control." There was also a delicate pride unique to the little girl's family in her voice, it seemed that what Song Chu wanted at the beginning of the year was just to use this to blackmail Song Yanheng in the future.

Song Yanheng smiled faintly, with a hint of helplessness in his shallow eyes. Between him and Song Chu, there was a layer of transparent glass, like the refraction of light, and all his feelings changed their initial direction after arriving at Song Chu.

Song Yanheng let go of Song Chu, and all his emotions were hidden behind his clear watery breath. Song Yanheng brought the thick white porridge to Song Chu, scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Song Chu. There are also yams and wolfberries in the porridge, and the snow white is a little bright red, which is very beautiful. Song Chu tasted it at the beginning of the year and felt that the taste was not bad, and he held the small porcelain bowl and ate it sweetly.

The warm sunlight shone on Song Chu's thin body, and her dark hair turned warm yellow in the light. About the little girl was happy to eat, she raised her head and smiled brightly at Song Yanheng against the light. The smile melted into the dazzling sunlight behind her, and she couldn't see it really, but it was like a thousand rays of light shining into Song Yanheng's eyes.

Song Yanheng shook his head, but soon came back to his senses, and stood there quietly watching Song Chu eat half a bowl of porridge. The surroundings are quiet and peaceful, and he feels that the current scene is very similar to the sentence that Song Chu once posted: The present world is stable and the years are quiet.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Song Yanheng was promoted to a nurse. Song Chu was giving water in bed, and Song Yanheng was cooking in the kitchen. Although Song Yanheng has grown up since he was a child, he is not a young master who comes to stretch out his hand, but he is also a young master who comes to open his mouth for rice, and there are only a few types of things he can do: cooking porridge, steaming rice, and instant noodles. He can't fry poached eggs well.

However, the young master Song has a very strong hands-on ability, Song Chu reported the dishes he wanted to eat and taught him how to operate, Song Yanheng stood at the head of the bed, holding a pen and paper in his hand and writing it down carefully.

According to the recipe provided by Song Chu Chu, Young Master Song successfully brought two dishes out of the kitchen. The scent filled the room.

The doctor went to pull out the needle for Song Chu, and sincerely praised Song Yanheng to Song Chu: "The little girl is really blessed to have a boyfriend who can cook." Mr. Liao can't catch up with this. "This doctor is the personal doctor of Liao Jichuan's family, and he knows more about Liao Jichuan and Jiang Yunfei's housework than at the beginning of the Song Dynasty.

Song Chu's hand on the bed shook. All people who don't know the inside story will regard Song Yanheng as her boyfriend, but he is not.

The needle scratched a blood mark on the back of Song Chu's white and delicate hand, and the blood beads slowly oozed out, and the doctor was a little panicked. Song Chuchu pulled a piece of paper and pressed the wound disappreciatively, and said to the doctor: "It's okay, even if I scratch it, I can't feel pain." ”

If the really rich come out, the cultivation will not be bad. The private doctor understood this, apologized, and took out another band-aid and put it on Song Chu's wound. After a few words, the personal doctor packed up his things and left.

The sweet taste of fruit porridge fills the room. Song Chu was hungry and came to the restaurant with a coat. There were two plates of dishes that had just been served on the table, and Song Chu didn't care about it, wiped his hands with wet wipes, pinched a piece of shiitake mushrooms with his slender fingers, and sadly found that she couldn't taste it.