"Song Yanheng, I ・・・・・・ want to be quiet for a while."

Song Yanheng was stunned for a moment, staring at Song Chuchu, incredulous: "What did you say?" ”

Both of them have come to this point, and she still has to say that kind of thing?!

In fact, Song Chu's voice was very tense, so the words were bitten very clearly, and they sounded in a quiet room, very clearly.

Song Chuchu looked at Song Yanheng's gaze, and took a breath and stayed there. He looked at him like that, and she couldn't resist it.

Song Chuchu grabbed the rattan art tightly and looked at Song Yanheng hard. Waves of sourness in her heart came up strongly, and she desperately suppressed it.

Song Chu told herself that this was the end of her and Song Yanheng, and she had to do it. She can't turn the relationship into a drug. I can't give in, and I cut through the mess quickly, but it's just a little painful.

"We, it should have been like this," Song Chu smiled self-deprecatingly at this point. She wasn't laughing at Song Yanheng, she was laughing at herself, "It's just coming to an end." ”

Song Chuchu, who has always been gentle and gentle, actually showed a sharp and sarcastic smile about this relationship.

The room was too peaceful, and the smile became a blood spot on a white silk. In Song Yanheng's view, it was shocking.

Song Yanheng couldn't help but lower his head, and below, was Song Chu's mocking smiling face. He held back the churning emotions in his heart, stared deeply at Song Chuchu, and asked her in a deep voice: "What should be like this?" ”

Song Chuchu didn't dare to look at the face that was close at hand, and lowered his head. She stared at her white dress, only to see a blank whiteness.

Song Chu whispered, "Isn't it? You should know better than I do. ”

"I don't know!" Song Yanheng straightened up and looked down at the soft girl in front of him. Unprecedentedly angry, "Song Chu, it turns out that you were ready to separate from me from the beginning!" Case. It's better to have never been together in the first place, and let me waste so much time in vain! ”

Song Chuchu's body stiffened, and he looked up at Song Yanheng in a daze. "What did you say?"

Song Yanheng approached the beginning of the Song Dynasty without the slightest concession: "At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, I did a lot of things that violated morality, but I knew that one thing could not be violated no matter what-you can't play with other people's feelings!" Because people who play with other people's feelings are the most hateful, other people's feelings. It's not something that can be easily squandered, it's not that you can take it if you want it, don't want it. Just throw it away and don't care about anything! ”

"When have I ever toyed with you? Song Yanheng, do you have long eyes, I poured out my heart and lungs to you, how can you say that about me?! When I say don't want it, I don't want it, I want it. I just don't dare to ask for it! ”

Song Yanheng sneered: "Don't you dare to ask for it? At the beginning of the Song Dynasty. I'm prepared for nothing for you. If you really like it, what wouldn't you dare? You don't dare, it's not that you're timid, it's that you haven't valued this relationship from beginning to end! ”

"I don't value it, I don't value it?! Song Yanheng, you never know how much I paid for this relationship! ”

"How much did you give, you tell me, what did you give?! Is it your emotional hobby of laundry and cooking, or is it your self-righteousness that touches your nerves? ”

As soon as the words came out. Song Yanheng also regretted it. Anger is such a scary thing. That's not what he thought in his heart. What he said was actually something that touched his heart deeply.

He just wants to win this war. The two of them expressed their opinions, he wanted to prove that Song Chu was wrong, and he didn't want to be separated from her.

Song Chuchu was stunned again and looked at Song Yanheng blankly. She never thought that Song Yanheng would say this, her complacent dedication turned into a mockery in his mouth.

lost his anger, and Song Yanheng's heart hurt suddenly. He carefully cared for Song Chu's heart, and was stabbed by himself.

"Yes—"

Song Yanheng wanted to apologize, but was interrupted by a slap at the beginning of the year.

This time, it was Song Yanheng who was stunned. Song Chu didn't regret it. She just felt tired.

After taking a few steps back, Song Chu sat down in the sling chair again. She lowered her head and didn't look at Song Yanheng, still lonely.

"In that case, so be it."

Song Chu's voice was very tired, so tired that Song Yanheng suddenly didn't dare to disturb her. There was a moment of dead silence in the room, the sunlight was no longer warm, and the air seemed to be no longer moving.

After a long time, Song Yanheng spoke again: "Do you really want to do this, at the beginning of the year." ”

The words "at the beginning of the year" are very light, but trembling. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, tears filled her eyes instantly. This title, these two words, Song Yanheng called her for six or seven years, and never once, which made Song Chu feel sad and wanted to cry.

But it should be the last time, after separation, Song Yanheng can't call her so affectionately. He should have a surname and a surname, and like countless people, call her "Song Chuchu".

That's fine. That's good.

"Yes." Song Chu gritted his teeth and said that word vigorously.

"No regrets?"

"Nope."

Song Yanheng stood there silently and looked at Song Chu for a long time. Song Chu didn't know what the expression on his face was, and Song Chu didn't dare to look up at him. Because she knew that when she saw him, she couldn't help but cry.

She'll regret it.

Song Yanheng finally left.

Song Chu quietly closed his eyes, tears rolling down his eyes.

Song Yanheng asked her, don't you regret it? She said, No. No, don't regret it, or don't?

It was so hateful that she replied. Since you are separated, you have to leave yourself an illusion. Self-harm?

Song Yanheng went downstairs, Zhao Zhilin was coming up with a plate of fruit salad, and was a little surprised to see Song Yanheng.

"Yan Heng, aren't you on a business trip?"

"Just came back today." Song Yanheng replied, his footsteps did not stop, and he missed Zhao Zhilin walking downstairs.

Zhao Zhilin was puzzled, when Song Yanheng passed by her, she saw that his face was obviously abnormally red.

"Stay home for dinner in the afternoon, right?"

"Nope." In the blink of an eye, Song Yanheng had already passed by the hall and walked to the porch.

Zhao Zhilin was puzzled and went to Song Chu's room. Pushing open the door, Song Chu sat in the bright sun, huddled into a ball, as if crying.

Thinking of the abnormal redness on Song Yanheng's face, and then looking at the beginning of the Song Dynasty crying silently, Zhao Zhilin's heart was a mess.

Who can tell her what really happened between these two people?

Song Yanheng drove, passed by the door, and found that the doorman was arguing with a person, and he forgot to open the door for him.

It was Sheng Yuan who quarreled with the doorman.

Song Yanheng glanced at it lightly, didn't bother to pay attention to it, and pressed the horn indifferently. The doorman was also confused. turned around, looked at Song Yanheng's license plate number, pointed at his car and yelled at Sheng Yuan: "You want to go to Song's house, that car is Song's." You want to go in and let him take you! (To be continued.) )