061 Hate it like this
Song Qingge had already turned his head and walked out for a long distance, Zhan Qi watched her leave, and just as he stepped up and wanted to catch up, the unknown Xu Jiaqi grabbed him.
"Eh, Mr. Zhan, don't be in such a hurry to leave, you haven't answered me just now, ...... tonight"
Zhan Qi glanced back at the delicate and pretentious woman in front of him, a strong sense of disgust arose, raised his hand and grabbed Xu Jiaqi's chin, and said word by word: "You listen to me, I have no interest in you at all, I have forgotten all the previous things, and if you dare to come up shamelessly, I guarantee that you will be swept away by your husband tomorrow, and you don't want to be your rich wife again!" ā
Xu Jiaqi originally relied on the favor she had once won him, and she thought that Zhan Qi was still the man who was the same as she was at the beginning, so as soon as she saw him, she immediately pounced on him like an ant seeing candy. But I didn't expect him to become so unkind now.
Thinking that she had to smile all day long to please the fat old immortal in exchange for today's life, if she fell into hell, it really made her shiver fiercely, and she let go of her hand unwillingly.
"Then, then I won't bother you, but if you need anything in the future, you can call me at any time......" Xu Jiaqi said, took out a business card from his chest and stuffed it into his hand, and smiled coquettishly, "I'll wait for you." ā
She can carry a business card in her bikini when she comes to swim, and it is self-evident what she is here for, Zhan Qi glanced at her sarcastically, and casually crumpled the business card into a ball and threw it into the trash.
"Get out of here! Disgusting! ā
He glanced at the woman in front of him contemptuously, turned his head and strode in the direction Song Qingge had left.
After Zhan Qi asked the front desk of the fitness club, he learned that Song Qingge had changed his clothes and went back to the room first, so he quickly changed his clothes and rushed to the suite where they lived as fast as possible.
When he got on the elevator, he thought about the disappointment and ridicule in Song Qingge's eyes, and he only felt a pain in his heart, and the corners of his forehead jumped suddenly, making him irritable.
In all fairness. He had done some ridiculous things in the past, just to see her miserable and uncomfortable. At that time, he felt happy and comfortable, and he never thought that he would regret it, nor did he think that one day he would suffer the consequences of his own evil.
When he suddenly met Xu Jiaqi here today, he realized that every word she said reminded him of his absurdity. Even her existence as a person is a stain on his life.
Zhan Qi pressed his eyebrows with some annoyance, thinking about how to explain to Song Qingge when he went back for a while, and felt that his head was too big.
Obviously, I said before that the two of them should be good, but before the words were hot, things became like this.
Will she still be able to listen to him? Will you still listen to him?
With a nervous and uneasy mood, Zhan Qi walked slowly towards his room, and stood at the door for a while before making up his mind to brush the door open. However, as soon as he entered the house, he found that Song Qingge was packing up his things by the bedside, looking like he was going to leave immediately.
He was startled and hurriedly rushed up to stop her, "What are you doing here?" ā
Song Qingge waved his hand away expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Go back to Rongcheng." ā
"There is no flight back now!"
"Then I'll wait at the airport, and when it's there, I'll take the earliest flight back!"
Her tone was unprecedentedly resolute, Zhan Qi was a little anxious, pulled the clothes from her hands and threw them to the side, held her shoulders with both hands, and stared at her eyes tightly, "Song Qingge, listen to me, that woman is indeed the one I knew before, I admit that I have praised her before, but that is all before." ā
"What happened before? Can you act as if nothing has happened before? Song Qingge looked at him with a wry smile, "You forgot, but I haven't forgotten, you once brought her to the house, right in your bedroom, oh no, it should have been called our bedroom at that time, in our bed, you two ......"
Her throat choked, and she couldn't speak anymore, as if she saw those unbearable pasts again, and closed her eyes in pain.
Zhan Qi looked at her like this, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and just wanted to say something, but heard her say again: "Even the next day, she was still wearing my pajamas." I asked her why she would destroy other people's families, and guess what she said? ā
Song Qingge looked up into his eyes, Zhan Qi and her looked at each other for a few seconds, and looked away with some weakness.
She opened her mouth, and the words came to her mouth, but she swallowed them again, and finally shook her head faintly.
Just like what Xu Jiaqi said to her back then, it was her own man who had no ability to keep herself, how could she blame others.
She has been complaining in her heart that Zhan Qi was unfaithful to her marriage and did not pay enough for her marriage. But ask yourself, how did she ever do what a wife should do? She was cowardly and timid at that time, and she didn't even dare to say a word in front of him to defend her love and marriage.
She knew that he was wrong to do that, but she still let him go, and even foolishly thought that as long as she gave him enough space, then he would have enough of playing outside, and one day he would think of coming back, just like a tired bird returning to its nest, and would eventually return to her.
She herself has never worked hard for her marriage, nor has she fought for anything, in the face of the repeated provocations of those women, she will only endure and cry secretly, she herself has not protected her marriage well, what qualifications do she have to complain about him?
But what's the point of saying that now? Saying it can't change anything, just like none of them expected to meet Xu Jiaqi here today, and then she brought up those shameful pasts.
Song Qingge slowly pushed his hand away, looking at him indifferently, "That's it, Zhan Qi, there really isn't much to say between us." ā
She lowered her head to pick up the clothes he had thrown aside, and continued to pack her bags.
But Zhan Qi was determined not to give her a chance to leave, snatched the clothes from her hand again, wrenched her face, forced her to look at herself, and said patiently: "Song Qingge, listen well, I don't want to erase what happened before, what happened happened happened is what happened, I know I can't change it, and I don't want to forcibly change anything." I've had other women in the past, but I won't have them again, just like I said to you that day, we'll be good in the future, I'll be good to you, and I'll spoil you, okay? ā
"There's really no need for this, you better take this sentence back." Song Qingge finally glanced up at him, but that glance was full of determination and coldness, "There are too many problems between us, and they can't be smoothed out by your words." Before that, I thought I could forget the past. Even if you don't work as a husband and wife, at least you can get along with you as a knowing father and mother, but only now do I realize that I overestimate myself too much, and I still can't do it. ā
Zhan Qi's face changed suddenly, and the hands that grabbed her shoulders were a little harder, and finally he worked hard unwillingly, "Even for the sake of the child, you can't let it go?" ā
"Yes, I can't. I can't forget the past. Today in Shanghai, 108,000 miles away from the Banyan City, we can all meet your dewy face, who can guarantee that no one else will appear in the future? Song Qingge sneered and looked at him sarcastically, "There are so many women in your past, I feel ...... when I think that I can meet one or two women who have slept with you wherever I go."
She closed her eyes and thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't think of a suitable adjective, and finally had to give up.
Zhan Qi looked at her with a gloomy face, and it took a long time to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth, "Did you just want to say, disgusting?" ā
Since he had already guessed it, Song Qingge simply didn't hide it, and looked at him boldly and said, "Yes, I just want to say that you are disgusting!" The thought of you sleeping with so many women and touching me again every night makes me feel so disgusting, disgusting and want to vomit! ā
Looking at her sarcastic and disgusted eyes, he only felt a pang of shock in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his voice and said, "I said it was before!" After we met again, I haven't touched any other woman except you! ā
"What about Yao Rou? You sleep in a room with her, and she likes you so much, she could just watch you and do nothing? You pat your own conscience and say, believe this kind of thing yourself or not! ā
Zhan Qi's hand hanging by his side tightened into a fist, and the tense muscles on the side of his face trembled slightly, which was already a precursor to anger.
It's really ridiculous to say this, but his original intention of letting Yao Rou live in Lingyuan at that time was just to stimulate her, and later deliberately let her move into the master bedroom, also to test Song Qingge's attitude. But she looked like she was going to die during that time, no matter how much he doted on Yao Rou in front of her, she was indifferent.
He was angry every day by her indifferent face, how could he still have the heart to deal with Yao Rou's head-scratching posture? She seduced a lot, and he felt that she was cheap and cheap, and it was annoying to look at, so he didn't want to touch her at all, so he drove her directly to the sofa in the bedroom to sleep.
He looked up at the woman in front of him, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were written with disdain and disgust for him, since she thought in her heart that he and Yao Rou slept together, then what was the use of him explaining?
What's more, he didn't care about her in the first place, and letting her stay by his side was just playing, and he didn't feel the need to explain anything about a plaything.
The two looked at each other, and he looked at her cold eyes, and finally made sure that she had no feelings for him at all.
The feeling of anger and anger surged to the top of his head like this, and the words he wanted to explain before were also wiped out by anger, he pushed her on the bed, looked at her condescendingly, and sneered: "Yes, I just slept with her, so what?" She's my woman, what's wrong with me sleeping with her? Not to mention that I have been divorced from you for so many years, even now, where do you deserve me to defend you like a jade? Well? ā
Although he knew that these were all facts, but when he admitted it himself, Song Qingge still felt a little sour in his heart.
"I didn't want you to be like a jade, and I know you're not that kind of person. When you divorced, it was already very clear that men and women have nothing to do with marriage, you have a successful career, outstanding appearance, and it is normal for women to like you. But if you have someone you like, why do you have to tie me up? Song Qingge propped up the bed with both hands, looked up at him in confusion, and looked at him with a complicated expression, "There is so much hatred between us, don't you feel uncomfortable looking at your enemies by your side every day?" Since this continues, both of them have lived so sadly. Why don't you just let me go, and we'll go our separate ways in the future, okay? ā
Isn't it good? Of course not!
He hadn't played with her enough, how could he let her go?
Zhan Qi stared at her with heavy eyes, and his voice was a little lower, "Since you asked, then I will tell you the truth, I kept you by my side just to torture you." Looking at my enemies by my side every day reminds me to be sober and tell myself what a hateful and vicious woman you are! I haven't retaliated enough, do you think you'll be able to go? ā
With that, he leaned over her and began to tug at her skirt.
Her skin still has the coolness of the pool water after swimming, and the slightest feeling of soaking in the cold makes people feel very comfortable, but it also makes people feel cold from the heart.
This woman never believed him from the beginning, but he did so much for her, prepared a surprise for her, and wanted her to be happy as soon as she came home. I really want to be with her and try to spoil her. Be good to her, and you can even try to let go of hatred and Bai Ling.
The result?
In the end, it was nothing more than his own wishful thinking, and she didn't care what he did at all!
Zhan Qi looked at her coldly, thinking of her words, the anger in his heart became more and more intense, and the movements in his hands became fierce.
Song Qingge had already guessed what he was going to do when he looked at him like this, the pain in the past was overwhelming towards her, and when she thought of that kind of shameful thing, she began to struggle frantically desperately.
"Don't touch me! Get out, get out of the way! ā
She pushed and hit him with both hands and feet, and accidentally raised her hand to slap him in the face during the struggle, although it was not heavy, but it also made a "snap" sound.
This stunned the two of them, Zhan Qi's face became more and more gloomy, and the cold was a little terrifying, "How many times?" Well? How many times have you done it to me since we met again? Song Qingge, you really don't dare to do anything to you, do you? ā
She withdrew her hand and looked at him nervously, trying to explain. "IāI didn't want to hit you, but you refused to let go first......"
"I should have known that a heartless woman like you shouldn't have given you a good face from the beginning!" His eyes were full of anger, and he casually pulled a tie from the side, restrained her hands indiscriminately, and gritted his teeth: "It's a shame that I wanted to be nice to you before, shit!" Song Qingge, let me tell you, there will be no more opportunities like this in the future! You're right, people like us should hate each other, and there can be no turning point at all! ā
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit her neck fiercely.
The pain spread from that place to her whole body, she couldn't stop trembling, tears finally fell uncontrollably, and she kept choking, "You obviously said that you won't force me in the future, you obviously said ......"
*
There is no doubt that for Song Qingge, this is another shameful and painful night.
After a night of torture. She only felt pain all over her body, and when he was done, he went into the bathroom and took a shower, and then slept with his back to her, while she watched the sky outside turn from night to east, and did not close her eyes all night.
The phone on the bedside table suddenly rang an alarm, she picked it up and pressed it, lifted the quilt and got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.
There were bruises and purple marks everywhere on her body, each of which reminded her of Zhan Qi's fierceness and determination last night, and her eyes were sour and wanted to cry, she hurriedly rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, put water and began to wash her face.
After she came out of the bathroom, Zhan Qi had already dressed and sat on the edge of the bed, and said coldly without looking at her: "Pack your things, the plane will be in an hour." ā
Song Qingge stood in place and glanced at him, finally didn't say anything, turned around and packed his things, and sat on the edge of the bed with an expressionless face.
The two of them sat on both sides of the big bed with their backs to each other, and neither of them said a word, until Zhan Qi's mobile phone rang, and after he answered the phone, he got up and walked out, and he didn't remind her to go together, Song Qingge sniffed, and hurriedly followed with his small suitcase.
On the way to the airport, the two were also speechless all the way, Song Qingge sent a text message to Wei Lai to tell her that he left first, and then turned off his mobile phone.
Such an atmosphere is obviously dead and tormenting, Song Qingge has no intention of speaking, and Zhan Qi naturally can't take the initiative to talk to her, so until the two of them got on the plane, they didn't say a word, and the two of them didn't have any expression throughout the whole process.
I didn't sleep all night, Song Qingge still felt very tired, coupled with the love that exhausted all her strength last night, she only felt that her body was soft like a ball of cotton, and not long after the plane took off, she leaned on the small window and fell asleep.
Although Zhan Qi didn't fall asleep last night, he wasn't very sleepy at this time, he just felt very tired, and his temples kept jumping. It gave him a headache.
Turning his head inadvertently, he saw her leaning against the small window and sleeping soundly, and his gaze moved down again, and he saw a dazzling kiss mark on her white neck, and his heart was faintly uncomfortable.
He admitted that he was a little too radical last night, but he obviously wanted to explain to her that it was she herself who had been provoking him without knowing how to do it, and what happened later.
Zhan Qi saw her frowning, and knew that she was sleeping very uncomfortable, and there was an impulse in his heart to take her and let her lean on his shoulder, but his hand reached out in the air and took it back.
Forget it, what's the point of him doing it again? It's come to this point, he himself denied his promise for days last night, and then showed favor to her, as if he was really attracted to her.
With that thought, he withdrew his gaze and never looked at her again.
During the two hours of the plane's flight, Song Qing's fans felt that they had a dream, and when the plane came to a standstill, she slowly woke up, only to find that people were already preparing to get off the plane, and the man next to her had already gotten up and left, and even walked out of the hatch, and he didn't pay attention to her at all.
Thinking that he watched her sleep without waking her up, she felt a little uncomfortable, but after thinking about it, she said that she didn't need him to be good to her, and it was understandable for him to do this, so she didn't care about it anymore, took her small suitcase and got off the plane.
Because it had just rained in Rongcheng, it was not as hot as Shanghai, so Song Qingge couldn't help but sneeze as soon as he got off the plane.
Zhan Qi, who was walking in the front, paused slightly, but he didn't look back, and soon quickened his pace and walked towards the ferry.
Xu Cheng was waiting outside the airport early, and when he saw them come out, he immediately greeted them with a smile, and said casually: "Big brother, that gift ......"
He didn't know what happened between them, he just thought that since Zhan Qi had prepared a surprise, the two of them must have reconciled, but he never thought that as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Zhan Qi angrily.
"Ah Cheng, why are you talking so much nonsense!" Zhan Qi glared at him fiercely, opened the car door and got into the car directly.
Xu Cheng didn't know why he had become like this again, he turned his head and glanced at Song Qingge blankly, but found that her face was not very good, and he knew in his heart that something would happen to him on this trip to Shanghai.
Just as he shook his head and sighed, Zhan Qi in the car had already lowered the window and reprimanded impatiently: "Ah Cheng, what are you still standing there stupidly for?" Let's go! ā
"Oh, oh, this is coming......" Xu Cheng responded and said to Song Qingge: "Miss Song, please too." ā
Song Qingge glanced at the gloomy man in the car, pursed his lips, and smiled faintly at Xu Cheng, "No need Brother Cheng." Let's go, I'll take a taxi back by myself. ā
She had been tormented since she had been with him since she had gotten up in the morning, and she was afraid that she would really go crazy if she was in the same space with him.
Xu Cheng didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly instructed her a few words like being careful on the road, and then got in the car and left with Zhan Qi.
Song Qingge stood in place and watched his car go away, raised his head and sighed softly, and then reached out to stop a taxi.
Because she went back earlier than the original time, Aunt Qin looked very surprised when she saw her, and even looked a little panicked, took her small box, and followed her and kept asking, "Why did the eldest lady come back so soon?" How was it with Mr. in Shanghai? Are you still happy? By the way, do you know ......?"
Aunt Qin kept chattering and followed her to the door of the bedroom, Song Qingge had a headache and nausea because of airsickness, and she was even more irritable when she asked so much, and turned her head and said with a smile: "Aunt Qin, I was very tired when I just got off the plane." If you want to take a break, you can go and get busy, and you don't need to call me when you eat. ā
She rarely had such an attitude, and after Aunt Qin was stunned for a moment, she let out an "oh", handed her the box, and watched her go back to the bedroom in a daze.
As soon as the door was closed, Song Qingge leaned against the door panel and sighed for a long time, and her eyes fell on the conspicuous big bed in the room, which made her suddenly remember what she said yesterday.
I slept with Yao Rou here not long ago, and before that, I slept with Xu Jiaqi here, and maybe even slept with countless strange women.
She frowned and looked at the exquisite European-style bed, the feeling of airsickness before came up again, her stomach was churning, she hurriedly held her mouth and rushed to the bathroom, knelt in front of the toilet and vomited.
After a while, she straightened up with a limp of her body, stood on the edge of the bed and watched for a while, and suddenly an indescribable feeling churned in her heart, and the next second she went crazy, ripped off the luxurious silk bedspread, and threw it on the ground in a ball.
Her stomach was really uncomfortable, she was dripping with cold sweat on her forehead, she collapsed on the bed holding her stomach, and then fell asleep unconsciously.
Song Qingge slept until more than ten o'clock in the evening.
After she woke up, she remembered to go to see the child, she hadn't seen her for a few days, she really missed her daughter, but as soon as she came out of the room, she saw Aunt Qin come out of the bedroom where she knew it, and raised her index finger and shouted.
"The little lady has already slept, maybe she was crazy and tired from playing in the kindergarten today. I told her you weren't feeling well and were resting, so she didn't bother you when she came back from school. ā
"Oh, so that's ......" Song Qingge tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Thank you, Aunt Qin." ā
"It's fine. I grew up watching you. Aunt Qin smiled, as if she remembered something, and asked, "By the way, you and Mr. ......?"
"It's nothing, that's all there is to us, don't worry." Song Qingge smiled dryly, but his face was gloomy.
Aunt Qin wanted to say something, but she said again: "I haven't seen her for a few days, I'll go and see her." After saying that, he pushed open the door of the child's room and walked in lightly.
Looking at her back, Aunt Qin stood in place and shook her head and sighed, and said to herself: "Hey, I want to tell you that Mr. has prepared a surprise gift for you, and it is placed in your previous study, ready for you to take a look......
She shrugged, turned and went downstairs.
This night, Zhan Qi didn't come back, and Song Qingge didn't ask the reason, but she could guess it. Where is he probably merry and happy, profoundly implementing the idea of hating each other in the future.
That's fine, they are people with deep hatred, what else can they talk about peaceful coexistence? Hating each other is the best way for them to get along.
Because everyone was also tired from this business trip, Xue Yan specially approved that anyone who went to Shanghai this time could take a three-day break.
After a night's rest, Song Qingge also felt a lot more relaxed, and when he woke up the next day, he was a lot more energetic, and his steps became brisk when he went downstairs.
Zhizhi had already sat at the table and started to eat breakfast, and when he saw her go downstairs, he immediately threw down the sandwich in his hand, jumped out of the chair and ran towards her, and threw himself into her arms.
"Mom, I miss you so much~"
"Mommy misses her baby too." Song Qingge smiled and squatted down to hug her, and touched her cheek, "Come and let my mother see, have you eaten well these days?" ā
"Yes, I'm the best every day!"
"That's great!" Song Qingge kissed her little cheek and hugged her to the dining table. Only then did I find that the house was very deserted, and I couldn't help asking, "Aunt Qin, where is Xiao Qi?" ā
"Oh, Miss Seven has returned to the army, probably the day after you went to Shanghai, she went back, saying that there was something in the army."
"That's right." Song Qingge's eyes were a little regretful, this time Xiao Qi came back, she had been busy with her work, and she didn't have a good chat with her, and she didn't know what happened between her and Zhan Rong.
Just when she was distracted, the acquaintance on the side suddenly said: "That's right, Mom, I received the candy you bought for me, but I was very obedient, I only ate one a day, and I definitely didn't eat much!" ā
Song Qingge was stunned, "Sugar? What sugar? I haven't bought you candy. ā
"Yes, you don't remember, that's when you left. I told you I wanted to buy that candy from Tianzifang, Uncle Xu Cheng brought it back to me the day before yesterday! ā
Song Qingge was even more dazed, when she was in Tianzifang, Zhan Qi angrily warned her not to give her candy, what was going on?
She looked up at Aunt Qin, "Did Brother Cheng bring any candy?" ā
"Yes, it's that kind of sandwich candy, in a small glass jar, it's so beautiful and green. Oh yes, the day before yesterday, Ah Cheng also sent a few new clothes that Mr. bought for the little lady, as well as a few of the latest Barbie dolls. ā
When did it all happen? How could she not know at all?
Song Qingge hurriedly put down his chopsticks, "You take me to take a look." ā
Aunt Qin led her to the bedroom, opened the wardrobe and saw that there was a row of new clothes, and they were all brand new and unopened. She frowned, faintly feeling that these clothes were a little familiar, and then looked at them carefully, and then remembered that they had seen them in Jiuguang Department Store before.
At that time, when she and Zhan Qi walked to Jiuguang, she saw those beautiful little clothes and liked them very much, but they were too expensive, she really didn't have the extra money to spend thousands of yuan to buy a small dress for the child, and she couldn't put down the clothes for Zhan Qi to buy, so in the end she had to give up.
She looked at the clothes in the closet in a daze, and realized that all the clothes hanging in it were all she had stopped and paid attention to in the mall at that time, and every one of them had been bought back by him.
"And this, Mom, come and see!"
I don't know when I came over, took her hand and walked towards a room at the end of the corridor, and finally stopped at the door.
This used to be her small study and studio, and her father knew that she loved to read, so he got her a whole wall of books. There was a hammock in the study, where she always fell asleep when she was tired of reading. She has practiced calligraphy here, played the harp, and even secretly fell in love with Zhan Qi here......
But then they divorced, and Zhan Qi cut the strings of her harp, kicked her out of the house, and locked the door to the room as if there was something sin in it.
After she returned here, she also secretly came to visit, only to find that the lock in the study had been changed, and she could no longer enter the world that once belonged to her.
Song Qingge didn't expect the child to bring her here, she only felt mixed feelings for a while, the expression on her face was complicated and painful, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "Baby, what are you bringing me here for?" ā
"Mom, look!"
Zhi stood on tiptoe, pulled down the doorknob with both hands, and then the door of the study was pushed open by her.
Song Qingge was stunned, the door of this room could actually be opened? When did this happen?
She followed the child into the house, and when she saw all the furnishings inside, she was completely stunned.
Everything in the room was the same as it had been when she left five years ago, completely untouched. She has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder herself, so the books on the shelves are all arranged by initials, and even the position of the books has not been changed.
On the desk under the windowsill was her pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and beside it was the round hanging basket, and what stunned her the most was the harp in the center of the room.
The golden harp shines in the sunlight, as if it came out of a Renaissance painting, like the one in the hands of an angel, delicate and wonderful. The elegant and perfect curve makes it look so noble that people dare not touch it.
Song Qingge stood at the door and looked at the gorgeous harp in a daze, almost speechless in shock.
Zhizhi walked up and plucked the strings with his hand, and immediately made a crisp and graceful sound, as if he also plucked Song Qingge's softest heartstring.
Was she hallucinating? Or is she having a deranged memory? She clearly remembered that her piano had been destroyed by Zhan Qi, so how could she be here......
"Mom, what is this?" Zhizhi stood behind the harp and tilted his head to look at her, "A few days ago, Uncle Xu Cheng asked many people to move it in, and said with a smile that it was a gift from Uncle Zhan Qi." ā
A gift from Zhan Qi?
Song Qingge's eyes widened in surprise, and she lowered her eyes and thought about it for a long time, only then did she remember that when she was eating in the hotel restaurant before, she was indeed watching the orchestra play. Later, Zhan Qi took his mobile phone and went to the bathroom.
Could it be that time...... Was he on the phone?
Suddenly, she felt her heart beat faster, her whole heart pounding, and the blood kept pouring up her head, so that she didn't know what to say.
"When you came back yesterday, I wanted to tell you, but you never gave me a chance to speak." Aunt Qin didn't know when she also walked up, stood behind her and said, "This piano was given to you by Mr., and I let people move in before, and I also found a tuner to tune it, saying that you can start playing it at any time." ā
After Aunt Qin finished speaking, she said: "Actually, I think Mr. should want to surprise you, he came to tell you in person, but I don't know what's wrong, he didn't come back last night." ā
Aunt Qin's tone couldn't hide her regret, and Song Qingge couldn't help but think of their dispute that day, and suddenly felt a little frustrated. The reason why he didn't come home must have been because he didn't want to quarrel with her, or maybe he didn't want to see her face, right?
Zhizhi walked up and took her hand, "Mom, will you play one?" ā
Song Qingge smiled, "Well, I used to play it." ā
"Would you like to play it, then? I really want to hear it~"
"This ......" Song Qingge's face looked a little embarrassed.
She hadn't touched the strings in years. After the divorce, the harp was simply unattainable for her. Not only can she not remember a complete sheet of music now, but she can't even remember the simplest chords, so how could she touch such a noble piano?
"Okay, Mom, just play ......"
Knowing that she was holding her hand and shaking it coquettishly, even Aunt Qin next to her said: "Miss, just play it, I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time." ā
They all said so, and Song Qingge couldn't refuse, so he had to nod, walked to the harp and sat down, posed, and plucked a chord with bated breath.
The crisp and long note soon slipped out, and it was clearly an extremely noble instrument, with a hard and powerful treble, a sonorous midrange, and a calm and long bass. She played a famous piece of Debussy from memory, and when the last note fell. The room burst into applause.
"Mom, listen well, the sound of this piano is so good, I want to learn too!"
Song Qingge happily rubbed her little head, "Okay, my mother will teach you to play in the future." ā
Even Aunt Qin on the side wiped her tears with emotion, "Hey, I really didn't expect that after so many years, the eldest lady's piano skills are still so good, and there is no degradation at all, the way you play the piano reminds me of you when you were a child, you are also so well-behaved and sensible, when you sit here and play the piano, the old gentleman always looks at you with a smile on the side, like an angel......"
Speaking of his father, Song Qingge felt a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly walked up and hugged Aunt Qin. "Okay, don't be sad, it's all over, aren't I okay now?"
"I just think you've suffered hardship, you were so squeamish when you were a child, and you didn't get tired at all......"
"Okay, okay, Aunt Qin, don't talk about that." Song Qingge hurriedly interrupted her, "By the way, you go and prepare some good dishes today, I think...... Thank you, Zhan Qi. ā
Before that, she didn't expect that the man would do so much, not only bought so many gifts for the child, but also gave her such a big surprise, she suddenly felt that the quarrel in the hotel that day seemed to be a bit excessive, and she also understood in an instant why he was so angry at that time.
Tonight, when he returns, she must thank him properly.
With such thoughts, Song Qingge has been anxiously waiting for Zhan Qi to come home, this is the first time since they reunited, she can't wait for him to come back, she even thinks about what she wants to say after he comes back.
Since he can do this for her, then she thinks she can also try to forget the bad things in the past, and try to be nice to him in the future, as he said.
On this day, Song Qingge was extremely anxious, and until more than nine o'clock in the evening, Zhan Qi never returned.
Her mood grew more and more dull, and just when she thought he might not be back tonight, the sound of cars was heard outside, followed by footsteps.
Song Qingge stood up and ran towards the door with some excitement, and shouted happily, "Zhan Qi, are you back......?"
However, as soon as she ran to the door, her feet seemed to have taken root, and she could no longer move.
Outside, Yao Rou was helping the swaying Zhan Qi to come home. He had obviously drunk too much, his face was still flushed with drunkenness, and he kept muttering something in his mouth, and the whole person was almost leaning on Yao Rou's body.
Song Qingge stood stunned and looked at them, Yao Rou only stopped when she saw her, looked up at her and smiled proudly, "Long time no see, I'm back again." ā