Song Yi's face was gloomy, and just when Qi Ran thought that he would be angry, or would say something to her loudly, he silently took something from the lattice and got out of the car.

Song Yi felt the night breeze on the side of the road, and looked up at the night sky above his head, which was dark and boundless.

Take a cigarette from the cigarette case, light it, clipped it between your fingertips, and turn your back to the person in the window.

Qi Ran looked through the car window and looked at the figure standing in the dark night, a star of fire at his fingertips, gradually burning······

Song Yi didn't have the habit of smoking, because Qi Ran hated the smell of cigarettes, and since he was in college, he quit everything that Qi Ran didn't like. But when he was upset, he would light a cigarette and hold it in his hand.

I don't know why, Qi Ran feels that he has a knife in his heart now, and he can't pull it out, but it hurts. She didn't want to see Song Yi like this

She didn't like this, and the feeling of being ashamed of Song Yi was really uncomfortable.

It wasn't until the ashes on his fingertips burned out that Song Yi made a move.

He blew outside for a while longer, and didn't open the car door until he felt no trace of smoke on him.

Qi Ran looked at him coldly, his eyes facing each other, only endless silence.

Qi Ran stretched out his hand to raise the air conditioner in the car, wanting to cover up the cold air that Song Yi had brought in.

"Qi Ran, I won't let go!"

Qi Ran's heart froze, the expression on his face was still indifferent, and the words he said when he opened his mouth were still so cold, "I don't want to delay you." ”

"Take back what you just said, I won't agree to you going to Shanghai."

"I have already submitted an application to the head office······

"If you insist, I'll take SQ with me!"

"Song Yi, why do you have to do this?!"

All the silence was a prelude to a violent outburst, and the smoke of gunfire was about to erupt. In the narrow carriage, there was an argument between the two.

"I'm just going to spend it with you, don't you always know what kind of person I am?"

"Song Yi, you will only make me overwhelmed by guilt! If you continue like this, we won't even be friends······ Not! ”

Qi Ran looked at the enlarged face in front of him in surprise, and his eyes widened. The feeling on the lips is real, Song Yi, actually ······

"Smack!"

Qi Ran slapped him down, and the numbness in his hands clearly reminded him of how much strength he used. The lights in the carriage were very dim, and he could only see Song Yi Tieqing's face, but Song Yi knew that there must be an obvious mark on his face, this was the hardest time Qi Ran beat him, he was sure.

She said that they couldn't even be friends, she desperately competed for the championship of that design competition because Pei Moyun had Gu Jingchen's painting in her hand, and she returned to China and smiled so happily at the celebration banquet just because she got another volume of "No. 77"? Therefore, now he Song Yi has become a dispensable person in her life again.

Song Yi thought that he could become invincible, but he was not a saint after all, and he would still be carried away. In the face of love, no one can stay sane forever, and Song Yi is the same, "You drive back in the car." Stay safe on the road. ”

Song Yi opened the car door and closed the door heavily, his eyes were slightly hot. The hotness on his cheeks clearly mocked his pathetic.

Qi Ran watched his back gradually disappear from sight, melting into the darkness step by step.

His breath was still lingering in the carriage, and just half an hour earlier, he had waited at the door of the hotel to put on warm clothes for her with his own hands.

Qi Ran hugged his arm and cried silently.

She hated herself, hated why she let Song Yi meet. After all these years, why do you still hold on?

Song Yi walked on the side of the road, the slender figure stretched the shadow on the ground, he didn't regret today's impulsive behavior, because as his friends said, he was too used to Qi Ran, he couldn't wait, but what he didn't think about was that Qi Ran actually wanted to transfer out and go to the head office in Shanghai, for the sake of his career was an excuse, and the real reason was just to be able to stay away from him.

When she first graduated, she didn't ask him for help no matter how difficult it was, she always said that she didn't want to owe Song Yi.

Even if it was Song Yi herself willing to offer, she didn't want it.

Qi Ran has used all his income to acquire Gu Jingchen's works over the years, so even Qi Ran, who has a high annual salary, is still renting a house, and even the car is bought by him by borrowing money from her.

She looks glamorous and beautiful on the outside, but in fact she lives a frugal life, except for socializing, she never participates in any parties, and every time she encounters the whereabouts of Gu Jingchen's paintings, she will rush over as soon as possible.

She worked hard to get more money, and Song Yi knew this very well.

Just a year ago, a real estate developer used a Gu Chen painting in his hand to force her to drink, and in the end, if he hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable. She can not even care about her life for Gu Chen's things, and in the same way, Song Yi can also do everything for Qi Ran.

Qi Ran's personality is cold, but she has a beautiful face, so as a woman in the shopping mall, she will inevitably be remembered. Over the years, openly and secretly, how many people want to make small moves behind Qi Ran's back. And she didn't know that Song Yi later took a lot of effort to get that painting from the real estate agent.

He just wanted her to be happy.

Song Yi looked at the dazzling lights on the side of the road and couldn't help but smile, "Ranran, do you think I'll give up like this?" "It's a long life.

A fiery red sports car stopped beside him, and the occupants of the car were draped in long burgundy hair, sexy big wavy curls, and a pure white tight casual suit showed off her perfect body.

"Little Songzi, what are you losing playing in the middle of the night?"

Song Yi got into the car silently, his face was gloomy.

Song Yuan's delicate face bloomed with a charming smile. She put one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand stroked Song Yi's red and swollen face, "Look at this hand, my prince actually had a day of being beaten." ”

Song Yi tilted his head, avoiding her hand-covered Danko.

"Song Yuan, can you not use the sassy qi you used against others on me?"

Song Yuan instantly put away the charming charm in front of the person in a second, and it became normal, but her mouth was still unforgiving, "If it weren't for the fact that you are my father's younger brother, I wouldn't have come to pick you up in the middle of the night." It's good for you, you can't get angry at other people's little girls, and you send the fire to your sister, Xiao Songzi, you are getting more and more bold. ”

Song Yuan, the general manager of the Song family, has first-class public relations methods, and Song Yi is a half-brother and sister, with beautiful appearance, hot body, and cunning methods, 29 years old this year, unmarried.

"Song Yuan, you are not afraid of wrinkles when you say so much?" Although she is older than Song Yi, because the relationship between the sister and brother has been good since childhood, there is no difference between sister and brother, and the two grew up fighting from childhood to adulthood.

"Song Yi, I didn't say you, why are you bothering, your mother is worried about your relationship problems, and you are still hanging from this tree."

"You don't need to meddle in my business."

Song Yi closed his eyes, his face was melancholy, and he looked at the road ahead, "Sister, do you know?" Everyone is telling me that Qi Ran is not worthy of me, but I just love her, I love her, she is the best woman in the world. ”

Song Yuan's hand holding the steering wheel kept tightening, their sister and brother were the same, and they were infatuated in their bones.

But Song Yi is different from her, he is the only child of the Song Group and the future heir of the Song family, so it is impossible to waste her youth and be persistent in love like her. Fortunately, their parents are enlightened people and don't pay much attention to the right people. The reason why Jiang Xueqi has been able to tolerate Qi Ran until now is nothing more than because Song Yi is still not very old, if the two of them continue to consume like this, Jiang Xueqi will definitely not condone Song Yi again.

"Song, you are different from your sister, don't forget, you still have the Song family. There is not only one Qi Ran in your world. ”

Song Yi clenched his fists tightly, his face remained indifferent, he knew better than anyone that the reason why the Song family had always indulged him outside was nothing more than because he was young, and in two years, his family would definitely force him to go back and take over the Song family. And if Qi Ran was still like this at that time, Jiang Xueqi would definitely not agree to Song Yi to continue to waste his energy so much.

"Give me some more time, sister."

Time will dilute everything, he has always believed.

When Qi Ran returned home, she only turned on the floor lamp, and her weak figure was in the dim light. Today's celebration banquet was good, but she broke up with Song Yi in the end, maybe she was used to Song Yi's obedience to her over the years, and she was used to his low voice, so she almost forgot Song Yi's original appearance.

"Maybe that's good, isn't it?"

Qi Ran took the scroll and opened the secret door of the study.

Hanging the painting that had just been dismantled on the wall, Qi Ran slowly squatted down along the wall, and looked up at the painting in front of him.

"No. 77" is Gu Chen's masterpiece, and now there are 5 volumes of works in front of her, Qi Ran doesn't know how long it will take for her to retrieve the complete "No. 77".

Looking at the familiar style of painting, it seems that the proud teenager has returned to his side.

Qi Ran looked straight at each painting, thinking about the past, those memories, breaking through the barrier of time, all of them came to his brain.

In that past, there was no intrigue in the workplace. There is no lonely life, no Song Yi, no Qi Ran who is as cold as ice now, during that time, there was only one name, Gu Jingchen shone on the entire life of Qi Ran in the past······

(The author has something to say: The narrative is coming to an end here, and the style I want to walk in the whole book is relatively plain, because Qi Ran's personality is the kind of cold but soft heart, and what is happening now is caused by the past, so from here, I want to interlude the memories.) Writing that paragraph, in the depths of Qi Ran's memory, is the most unforgettable memory. ）