Suddenly, he couldn't care about anything, and the emotions that were suppressed and restrained in his heart, unwilling to think about and unwilling to mention again, were the love he explained from the beginning. The Purple Pavilion is the only one he has been consistent from the beginning to the end. Song Qiyue had long understood that it was the person he loved.

The woman named Cheng Qingning was the person he loved back then, but she left him, and she was the woman he still never forgot after many years and always remembered the deepest part of his heart!

She had tried to snatch the marriage. even changed not like himself, and the emotions that he thought belonged to him turned out to be nothing at all!

It's that she's too ridiculous, it's that she's too self-righteous, thinking that this can hold that happiness!

But now, that's all there is to it. All of this, I just hope that there will be an end, no more entanglement and no more disputes!

Song Qiyue stared, and in the frowning eyebrows, she shouted again, "I'm willing to quit!" Please let me quit! ”

Just after Song Qiyue's cheers, the office suddenly quieted down, Mo Zhengyan's eyes looked at her more and more tightly, that kind of concentration, like a goshawk in the plains patrolling, looking for prey, refusing to let go easily. Once you've locked on your goal, you won't give up on the chase!

This kind of eye light is extremely aggressive, and it is directly forced, and when it comes to confrontation, it will be suffocating and depressing!

Suddenly. He laughed, "Huh. "Estimate the pitching skills.

The laughter was abrupt, but it was also cold, with a hint of ridicule!

Song Qiyue heard his laughter in his ears, his smile was so mocking, with a hint of sarcasm, he was laughing at himself! He's so high. Arbitrarily self-indulgent in her world, regardless of her feelings!

"Song July! What do you know? You don't know anything! He shouted again as if he were questioning her!

"Oh, that's ridiculous!" He said with a smile, raising the corners of his lips and a wild laugh echoed.

As if she had fallen into another whirlpool, Song Qiyue was dizzy, and her teeth were clenching!

"Mo Zhengyan, do you think this is ridiculous! Is it true that everyone else is a joke in your eyes! Mo Zhengyan! Why do you influence others to decide on their freedom? Who do you think you are! Song Qiyue's cold drink rose, she looked at him, and her beautiful Danfeng eyes were full of cold flames.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, in his heart, she's really a joke! No! It's that she overestimates herself so much that she can't even joke at all!

"Why?" His voice suddenly sounded, and a deep male voice overshadowed her, and he was so gnashing his teeth that he wanted to screw her to pieces!

It was his eyes, there were countless emotions in those eyes, mixed with anger, condensation, dullness and anxiety, but when his heart was shocked, Song Qiyue seemed to feel a trace of helplessness in a trance!

Helpless! How can there be such emotions?

"What do you say I'm just!" With a cold snort, he raised his hand and threw all the documents on the coffee table in front of him!

Syllable----!

Because the action was too hard, the documents were spilled out, and several copies fell down!

Song Qiyue heard the sound, she came back to her senses, and here she was, she recognized where she was. It was an old mansion that trapped her children, it was this mansion that trapped her too, it was he who trapped them completely, she said coldly, "If you are not the eldest or younger of the Mo family, do you think you can still threaten me like this now?" Do you think you can still threaten your son now! ”

At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in front of him, and Song Qiyue recognized that this was Mo's!

He is the eldest young man of Mohs!

Behind this authoritative identity is an unshakable mountain, she can't move it, she can't move it, she can't get around, she can't get out!

"If it weren't for the Mo family, you wouldn't be able to do it at all now! Without the Mo family, who do you think you are? You're nothing! That reason had long since broken free from the shackles of the chain, and she cried out in the blanks!

The end of the last word came, how familiar these words were, so that Mo Zhengyan was silent!

Song Qiyue stared at him with tight eyes, not to be outdone, she was already crazy in this confrontation.

"You're right." In another period of silence, he opened his mouth faintly, and actually agreed with her words, "If it weren't for the Mo family, I wouldn't be able to do it at all now, without the Mo family, I'm not Mo Zhengyan, nothing!" ”

"Without these, your eldest brother wouldn't have let you get close to me back then, and your Song family wouldn't have agreed to you marrying me, and you wouldn't have married me! Don't forget that your purpose in marrying me is not pure! ”

"What are you talking to me about? If you say so, this assumption will not hold! Never! The truth is that you married me! Since you have chosen to marry, you must choose to suffer the consequences! This is the path you choose! ”

"You said before that your fate is in your own hands! Then I tell you clearly now, I will never give it to you! And now you can also take control of your own destiny, let go or stay! Only these two! "It's him who says it categorically!

The words were even more cold, and Song Qiyue was shocked to hear it!

He was not wrong, not at all!

Let go or stay, your own destiny is in your own hands!

But, what he said was so easy! Obviously, she has no choice!

"Mo Zhengyan! You know that I can't bear my son! I can't bear him! Song Qiyue shouted almost helplessly.

Mo Zhengyan opened his mouth with heavy eyes, he left everything away, "This is your own problem, your choice is in your own hands!" If you have the ability, you will defeat me! Snatch my son back from me! If you don't have the ability, don't talk to me here about these things that don't exist if they can't exist, and you're not qualified to talk to me about anything, you know! ”

Knock him down? Snatch your son back? Did he think she didn't want to do that?

Did he think she really wouldn't?

"Mo Zhengyan!" Song Qiyue drank again, she clenched her fists, in such a predicament, she had nowhere to escape.

"What? Are you angry? He asked, and whispered, "If you're not happy, you can smash this place again." ”

Smash this place again?

Song Qiyue looked at him, looking at this office, there had already been one before, but now he couldn't! Because, even though she can ruin this place, she still can't get her children back!

In the stalemate of gnashing teeth, Song Qiyue's hands were clenched, as if he was suppressing himself, suppressing everything that was tumbling.

"As long as I haven't fallen, you'll never want your son back from me!" It was he who made her clear confirmation once again, cutting off all the only possible thoughts of her escape!

How far is forever, this is a question that no one can answer, Song Qiyue has always known that the word forever is just a beautiful promise! But if these things are not true, some things are true, such as those heart-warming moments, those beautiful things that have been, and they are still clearly remembered, so when I think about it, I can still have such palpitations!

But now, everything is shattered!

"Enough of that?" Just as she fixed her gaze, Mo Zhengyan asked faintly.

Song Qiyue sat stunned, and he said again, "If you say enough, go out, and don't talk to me about the custody of the child if you have anything to do in the future!" I don't have that much time! ”

That gaze was faint, Xu was soft for a moment because of the memory, Song Qiyue smiled, she looked at him and said, "I know." ”

In response to his words, Song Qiyue finally let go of his hand and got up.

In the sofa, Mo Zhengyan was still sitting there, watching her departing figure.

In the room where there was still an argument just now, only the falling documents proved that it was not a blank in thin air. But it is an uncatharsonic suffocation, just like the scorching sun of this midsummer, shrouding this office, shining so hot.

Song Qiyue went downstairs, and her hand was still holding in the elevator.

Back in her department, Song Qiyue entered the office, she sat in the chair and thought quietly for a long time, finally, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number, "Nie Xun, what you asked me to do before, I will do it as soon as possible, I will definitely get it!" ”

"Xiao Qi, have you finally figured it out?"

"Well, I figured it out. Nie Xun, you're right. She held her phone and said seriously and affirmatively.

The other end answered, and gave her a reply, "I'll wait for you." ”

"Xiao Qi, hurry up, the sooner the better." He was telling again.

After hanging up the line, Song Qiyue's eyes were coloring, and Shao Fei knocked on the door to remind, "I'm going to Kang's this afternoon." ”

"Let's go now." Song Qiyue replied.

"The boss said that you were not feeling well and asked for leave, now are you okay?" It was the news that Mo Zhengyan put down, although he saw that she was safe in front of him, Shao Fei still asked.

"Of course, or you can see me?" Song Qiyue smiled, and she even said, "I'm fine, there's no better time than now!" ”

Shao Fei was slightly stunned, he found that her expression was no longer a silent gaze, but a resolute one that he hadn't seen for a long time. It's just that in this resoluteness, there is a hint of absolute intensity, "What kind of panacea, the effect of the medicine is so fast?" ”

Song Qiyue smiled, "This kind of medicine can't be bought in the world." ”

"You just." Shao Fei raised his eyebrows and replied.

The two immediately set off for Kang's, walked out of the Mo's Building, the sun was dazzling, the hot wind blew through her fingers, it was her fingers that had been released, such an emptiness, but it seemed to have a trade-off.

Song Qiyue didn't talk nonsense, it was a kind of medicine, in this world, even if he ran to all the corners, he would not buy it.

Because only by being clear can we understand.

That's a kind of understanding.

It's like quicksand.

I used to think that as long as I held it gently, I wouldn't let it go, so I thought I could have it. But she was wrong, she was really wrong, she didn't know at that time, quicksand is quicksand after all, even if she tried her best, worked hard to care for it, and gently picked it up, but it would eventually disperse, and it would eventually flow away from the straight seam.

Seeing that there is only the last handful left, I know that I can't keep it, so why do I have to hold it and why do I have to be nostalgic?

Since that's the case, since it's sand that can't be held!

Then she might as well let it go and just raise it!

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