Jiang Yunfei looked at the smile on Song Chu's face, which became shallower and lighter until it disappeared. Just as he was about to open his mouth to divert the topic, he heard Zhou Xiyu's crisp voice say: "Hey, saying that Cao Cao Cao arrived, isn't that Song Yanheng?" ”

Zhou Xiyu's tender fingers pointed straight behind Song Chu.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, it was as if someone had pointed at the numb point, his whole body stiffened, his back was straight, like a statue.

"Coincidentally, I was about to call you, so you came."

Then, a familiar voice sounded behind Song Chu. I haven't seen him for almost three days, his voice is much lower, and he is hoarse, like a hand, and Song Chu's heart is in chaos.

"Well, the customer is having a meal, and it happens to be here."

Shen Xiao'an, who was standing beside Song Yanheng, saw the familiar back on the table, and then he understood why, Song Yanheng, who originally decisively refused to socialize, regretted agreeing when he heard the name of Sanqianjing.

Shen Xiao'an slandered in his heart, he came whenever he wanted, and businessmen wanted to be happy, and they came to meet by chance, as if no one could see it.

Song Yanheng followed a bunch of people. It was not easy for them to invite Song Yanheng, the big Buddha. A piece of Song Yanheng accosting someone else, of course, he didn't let it go easily: "Mr. Song, I said that I would treat you with my face today, you can't change the hexagram temporarily." ”

Song Yanheng didn't seem to hear it, and his dark and heavy gaze fell on Song Chuchu.

The girl should still be awkward in her heart, so she turned her back to him.

Today, she wore a pale pink dress and her hair was neatly tied. A little rabbit's jewel hair rope was used, which was lively and temperamental. It looks pleasing to the eye.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see her face. Not seen for a few days. I don't know how she is now, I don't know, if she has a haggard face because of this incident.

Song Chu never turned around to look at Song Yanheng's face, and there was no wave on his elegant face.

"I'll go over first, and I'll come back to you later." Song Yanheng didn't say anything more, and left with the group of people behind him.

Until Song Yanheng left. Song Chuchu slowly turned around and looked at Song Yanheng's back.

Familiar, unfamiliar. Looks better than before. It's deeper.

"At the beginning of the year, why didn't you talk to Song Yanheng just now?" Zhou Xiyu looked at Song Nianchu's preoccupied appearance and felt that something was wrong.

Song Chu turned his head and frowned inadvertently.

I can't hide it. Emotional matters. How can you hide it?

But once the breakup was announced, it seemed that the last line between them was also broken.

Jiang Yunfei looked at Zhou Xiyu with disdain, and lied for Song Chuyuan: "You don't know the relationship between the beginning of the year and Yanheng, of course you have to avoid suspicion, and something like that happened." At the beginning of the year, she ・・・・・・"

That's the end of the story. Song Chu listened silently.

Hearing Jiang Yunfei mention being abused again, Song Chu's strange discovery. I don't feel too sad in my heart anymore. On the contrary, I feel that it is really strange to cry in the house alone a few days ago.

And now the only one who makes her feel sad is Song Yanheng.

Obviously, she gave up Song Yanheng for that incident. But now, how do you think that that incident has become a big deal, and Song Yanheng is the one she can't let go?

Staggered the topic, and several people started talking about something else. Song Chu has been sitting silently at the beginning of the year and has not participated. Everyone was considerate of her, and they didn't force her.

Miss Song actually cares about other things.

Song Yanheng didn't enter the private room, but also sat in the hall, separated from Song Chu's table by five or six tables. However, because there are not many guests, it doesn't feel very far away.

Song Yanheng's position, as soon as he raised his eyes, he could see Song Chu's back. He deliberately chose such a position.

The whole time, he watched the girl sit there silently, rarely eating or talking.

Song Chu's temperament is not as lively as Zhou Xiyu, but not as quiet as Jiang Yunfei. Girls also love to eat, laugh, talk, and make trouble. Now her silent appearance made Song Yanheng feel a little distressed.

If it weren't for Sheng Qing, Song Chu would still be that carefree and child-like little girl.

At the beginning of Song Chu, he had been listening to the movement of Song Yanheng's table, listening to others toasting Song Yanheng, and looking forward to Song Yanheng speaking. She wanted to hear his voice.

Song Yanheng was not interested, and the people at the banquet saw that he was not in a good mood, so they didn't dare to disturb him more, and the meal was in a hurry, and it quickly dispersed.

Song Yanheng didn't know where he went, and he disappeared without saying hello to the people at the table at the beginning of Song Chu.

Who knows if it's because they don't want to face her? Song Chu felt uncomfortable, so he wanted to go out to breathe.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Outside the 3,000 views, there is a small exquisite garden. At night, the lights in the garden are not bright, but dim and dim.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he walked through the stone road surrounded by flowers and trees and walked to the small pavilion in the middle of the garden.

When I got closer, I noticed a vague figure in the pavilion, and a little orange-yellow fire point that flickered on and off.

There are people inside. Seeing this, Song Chu turned around to bypass, but heard a voice she was very familiar with in the silence. "At the beginning of the year."

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, it was set there. It's Song Yanheng. He didn't leave, but sat alone in this small remote pavilion and smoked.

Song Chu turned around and looked at Song Yanheng. The two of them were three or four meters apart, he stood in the high pavilion, and she stood at the bottom of the steps. He looked down at her, and she looked up at him.

Song Yanheng threw away the cigarette in his hand, extinguished it, and walked towards Song Chu.

Song Chu stood still and looked at Song Yanheng. In the night, Song Yanheng's face was also shrouded in a deep black, and his deep facial features even cast a heavy shadow on his face. I don't know when this person, who has always been as shallow as jade, became deep and silent.

"Why, didn't you go back?" It was the first mouth opened at the beginning of the Song Dynasty.

Song Yanheng pointed to the pavilion and said, "Sit there, I can see you." ”

The pavilion is built high, and sitting inside, you can pass through the top of a flower tree, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the smiling crowd in the hall.

Song Chu raised his head and looked at Song Yanheng in surprise, and his heart was suddenly confused.

Song Yanheng smiled, couldn't help but take out another cigarette and light it. In the darkness of the night, the thin smoke curled away. Song Yanheng's face was suddenly a little distant after the smoke.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, I suddenly wanted to try what the smoke tasted like. "Okay, can you give me one too?"

Song Yanheng glanced at her and lightly refused: "No." ”

"Why?"

"There is no why. At the beginning of the year, can you tell me why I can't let you go? ”

P.S. For those of you who support the genuine version, thank you. (To be continued.) )