The marriage between Song Yunmao and his ex-wife Ms. Su Jiangjin is a tragedy facilitated by Mr. Song himself. However, the biggest victim of this tragedy is not him Song Yunmao, nor Su Jiangjin, but Song Yanheng.

Don't look at Song Yanheng's respect and filial piety to Song Yunmao on weekdays, in fact, Song Yanheng resents him, and resents Old Man Song even more. Song Yunmao was at a loss, and every time Song Yanheng mentioned these things with a clever attitude, he was silent.

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Zhao Zhilin didn't ask any more questions, and left with Song Yunmao. She didn't get nothing, at least she was sure that Song Yanheng really had a girlfriend. As for whether it was the beginning of Song Chu, she didn't believe it and couldn't find out.

The room was silent for a while, and Song Yanheng sat in the living room for a long time.

I haven't mentioned Su Jiangjin for a long time, thinking that Yiqiē has already calmed down, but I suddenly found that there are so many people in my life who can easily stir up an uproar in your world. Song Yanheng has such two people, one is Song Chuchu and the other is Su Jiangjin.

Ms. Su Jiangjin's identity and Zhao Zhilin's identity overlap somewhat. They are all related to Song Yunmao and are all artists. Su Jiangjin studied music, and Song Yanheng's deepest impression is that Ms. Su Jiangjin sits in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a white gauze skirt at two o'clock in the afternoon every day, playing the piano in the quiet afternoon. The sun shone on her, and the figure in a trance in the blur of light and shadow was quiet and unearthly.

But Su Jiangjin is definitely a person who needs to be cared for by others. Grabbing candy with three or four-year-old Song Yanheng is something she enjoys. Traveling with six or seven-year-old Song Yanheng, crying at the airport and calling Song Yanheng is something that only she can do. The instigator **-year-old Song Yanheng skipped class to accompany him shopping and drinking tea, which was her daily routine.

What kind of personality is Song Yunmao, how could he tolerate his son being led crooked like this? For this reason, he quarreled with Su Jiangjin a lot.

Su Jiangjin has someone he likes, not Song Yunmao. She was born a delicate rose, and love is naturally a person who cares for her. That man had no money, and when he was poorest, he spent two or three weeks on a hundred dollars. But when Su Jiangjin lost a month's salary, he could comfort her with a smile.

He is a wandering singer, when he meets her, she passes by him with a cake, and the layers of white yarn in the bustling night are wrapped in front of his eyes, and his heart jumps, and the song "Happy Birthday" has popped out on his fingertips.

She stopped, her innocent bright eyes like jewels. She looked at him and smiled, her smile as clean and sweet as clear water. Su Jiangjin walked up to him, his white and tender fingers quickly untied the golden silk rope on the cake box, cut off the piece with the word "brocade", and held it to him with both hands.

From then on, she often went to take out the bustling overpass, sat down quietly and listened to him play a song casually.

Su Jiangjin has lost a lot of things since she was a child, and her own son has been lost by her several times, and finally, she lost her heart.

At that time, Song Yanheng was only 10 years old, and Su Jiangjin made up her mind that when he was 13 years old, she would divorce Song Yunmao. Three years was the maximum she could tolerate. She didn't worry about Song Yanheng, and Song Yanheng would educate her at that time, "As long as you get what you want, the loss and grievances in the middle will be worth it."

Many years after she left, Song Yanheng felt how stupid that sentence was. What he said he could lose, he didn't expect it to be himself.

Speaking of which, Song Yanheng's biggest grievance is Su Jiangjin. He never understood why she could abandon him and not contact him once in more than ten years.

The room was eerily silent, except for the sound of some electrical appliances. The whole house was like a cave, and Song Yanheng sat alone in the middle of the cave until Liao Jichuan called.

"Hey." Song Yanheng's voice was heavy, and he was in a bad mood when he heard it.

Liao Jichuan laughed and teased him: "What's the matter, you're in a bad mood?" Who hasn't come back yet? ”

When Song Yanheng heard it, it was broken, how could he forget the stubble at the beginning of Song Chu just now. Song Yanheng was anxious: "What's the matter, let's talk about the point." "I'm waiting to call Song Chu and ask her to come back.

"What's going on here, how did it come out for a while?" Liao Jichuan deliberately made it bad.

Song Yanheng didn't want to ink with him, so he straightened the card: "I'll hang up first, and I'll call you later." ”

"Okay, it's nothing, just ask if you have time tomorrow at noon, there is an investment plan I want you to help me see."

"Okay, you can just come to the company and find me."

hung up the phone, and dialed Song Chuchu again, Song Chu's nervous voice came over the phone: "Are your dad and my mom gone?" ”

When Song Chu spoke well, his voice was very good, soft and soft, soft and crisp, like a spring breeze blowing, and the boredom in Song Yanheng's heart was blown away.

Song Yanheng got up and poured himself a glass of warm water, and smiled and prepared to accept Song Chu's careful interrogation. "I've been walking for almost ten minutes."

"Are you sure I won't run into them if I go back first?"

"They're coming by car, you just have to go around the parking lot door."

"Fortunately, I came to the supermarket to buy something, otherwise they wouldn't have been caught? You say, my mom and your dad are not idlers, why did they suddenly play assault? ”

Song Yanheng was a little weak when he asked this question. In fact, it's also to blame the beginning of the Song Dynasty, who in the world would save his own mother as "a big pit"? He didn't think of Zhao Zhilin at all, and thought it was Song Chuchu's friend, so he answered the phone.

But Song Yanheng can't say that Song Chu's is not. He took a sip of water, leaned against the wrought-iron railing of the balcony and admitted his mistake to the illuminated night scene downstairs: "This morning, your mother called you, and I saw that you were asleep, so I took it." ”

Song Chu was vague and still had some impressions. Her phone did ring at about six o'clock in the morning. At six o'clock, her mobile phone was picked up by Song Yanheng, and of course Zhao Zhilin would be suspicious. Song was about to cry at the beginning of the year, didn't this suspicion be suspected of their cohabitation?

Song Chu stood in the long corridor, his anxious voice trembling: "Then what should I do, my mother will definitely suspect that we live together." ”

"What then?"

Song Chu was timid, and discussed: "Why don't I move back to live with me?" ”

Song Yanheng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay." Where are you at the beginning of the year? On the way back, remember to see if there is anyone behind you, it is not safe for the girl to walk alone at night. The other day I saw a report about a young girl who lived alone and woke up in the middle of the night to see a person standing next to her bed.

"Ah, don't say it!"

The corridor is bright and spacious, not scary at all, and when Song Yanheng said this, Song Chu only felt that there was a gust of wind around him, and there seemed to be an eye behind him staring at him.