Stay away from the dazzling stars and the sun, and just find a small house that can accommodate you and shrink up as a mushroom.

Song Song staggered to his feet, he sat here and listened for too long just now, his legs and feet were numb, not only that, but he felt that his face was sticky, full of cold tears, and he probably couldn't see anyone.

Song Song walked back to the bathroom, ignored the surprised passers-by on the side, took a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face, and after repeating his face several times, he opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror, and pulled out an ugly smile.

This smile is really ugly, no.

Song Song patted his face, tried not to cry or laugh, let himself pretend that nothing had happened, and after a while, he walked back from the staircase, but he didn't expect to bump into Song Guangyang who was about to come in and take a look at the place as soon as he walked out.

After the two of them looked at each other, their hearts were empty, and Song Guangyang noticed that something was wrong first.

"Xiao Song, what's wrong with you? Why are your eyes red, you just ......"

Song Guangyang looked at the location of the staircase worriedly, afraid that Song Song had heard something just now, but Song Song quickly gave a reason to explain, saying that she had just gone to the bathroom above, but the toilet above was also blocked, and there was a group of people smoking at the door, which made her unbearable.

Song Guangyang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and saw that Song Song was not telling a lie like this, so he finally believed it.

"Then let's go back, your Uncle Fang doesn't have any big things now, and we can't help much here, and the doctors don't let so many people bother here."

Song Song nodded and smiled a little reluctantly at Song Guangyang, but the two of them had their own thoughts, so they didn't find the kind of embarrassment between each other.

The situation at that time, looking back now, feels like something was wrong.

Song Guangyang closed the door uneasily, sat on his bed and fumbled for his mobile phone, and when he opened the screen, it displayed the information of the rental website.

He thought, it is indeed thanks to the help of the Fang family for so many years, he and Xiao Song have really troubled the Fang family for so many years, not to mention that the two children broke up like that because of their own family's affairs at the beginning, it was that the car accident did not wake up, it was so troublesome to take care of, and it took so much money and energy, and now at this moment, it is also a delay in the future of the family to continue to stay.

Although Xiao Chu, the child, is really good to Xiao Song and really attentive, but this situation, Song Guangyang is still clear, and in the end he can only choose that one.

So if Xiao Song knew, he would be sad and sad, but he didn't need to remind him to leave such a thing, and the child was measured when he was older.

If you don't know......

Song Guangyang looked at one of the very good rooms, not far from S University, with three bedrooms and one living room, more than 2,000 yuan a month, and he and Xiao Song could also afford it.

After only hesitating for a moment on the screen interface, the finger finally pressed it, so be it.

Make a down payment for three months' rent and sign the contract tomorrow.

Let's find a chance to talk to Xiao Song yourself.

This night, many people did not rest.

Only Fang Changhao didn't know what kind of turmoil had happened in his family after he fell into a coma.

Fang Yahui rented a bed next to the hospital bed, lay on it and cried all night, but Fang Chenchu still couldn't help but go home in the middle of the night.

Lightly entered the house, walked up to the second floor and returned to the room to wash up, and after making sure that there was no smoke or other pungent smell on his body, he walked out of the door, stood at the door of Song Song's room and stayed for a while, or stretched out his hand to unscrew the door lock.

There was no sound from the lock, and the small bag bulging out on the bed was supposed to be facing away from him.

He didn't dare to turn on the light, for fear of waking Song Song, so he groped his way to the bed step by step, and slowly squatted down in the moonlight to look at the man with messy hair and sleeping sweetly.

The sourness in my heart is not a taste.

It seems that his life has been unusual since the first day he met Song Song, this person always has a mysterious power that can attract all his attention.

Song Song said that he is her male god, and he feels very relaxed and confident when he is around.

But in fact, Fang Chenchu thought that Song Song was the kind of relaxation and confidence for him, as long as he knew that this person was by his side, he wanted to work harder, stand a little higher, and make himself a little more powerful.

When looking at Song Song's eyes full of adoration like this, that kind of satisfaction is sweet.

But the current situation is quite complicated, as if the conditions are not very allowed.

Fang Chenchu stretched out his hand and tried to tidy up the strands of hair, so that he could see where Song Song's face was hiding, but he couldn't sort it out, and finally found that this person was sleeping with his head covered, so he sighed helplessly, and wanted to laugh again.

It's really naïve, I love to sleep with my head covered when I sleep at night, I'm afraid of the dark and I don't want to sleep with the light on, and I'm not afraid of damaging myself.

Fang Chenchu sat here for a while, not daring to sit for a long time, for fear that Song Song would wake up and ask him.

After a while, Fang Chenchu stood up and wanted to leave.

But he turned and walked a few steps back again, he looked down at the pattern on the ground, leaned down for a while to imprint a kiss on the hair, and at last left as silently as he had come.

I don't know how long it took, the hooded Song Song moved, and then tentatively raised his head from the quilt, turned his head to look at Fang Chenchu.

She told herself in her heart that if Fang Chenchu was still there, then she would tell the truth, saying that she had heard the conversation between the two people at the staircase, saying that she didn't want Fang Chenchu to meet with the daughter of the company's boss, and that she could also try to find a way to get through this crisis with Fang Chenchu.

But Song Song turned around, Fang Chenchu was gone, and he was gone.

Song Song couldn't hold back her emotions all of a sudden, crying tears, the place where she covered her head just now had already been wet with tears, but she probably drank too much water today, and she always felt that these tears were like endless tears.

Fang Chenchu, her fat man is really good, but such a good person will always be remembered, she is too useless to protect her "baby", resulting in the "baby" will be taken away by others one day.

Sure enough, before the engagement ceremony began, there was a love affair, and all this is also providential, isn't it?

Early the next morning, when Fang Chenchu went downstairs, he found something wrong, why were there so many suitcases in the living room, as well as large bags and small bags.

One of the suitcases is very familiar, and it is the one that Song Song has used for a long time.