It has been three months since Song Pingsheng left Liangcheng, and in the past three months, there have been no phone calls, no videos and no text messages. He Yi commutes to work as usual, occasionally attends the wedding banquet of his classmates, and will be a bridesmaid if he has a good relationship. I feel like I'm back at the beginning, without Song Pingsheng, I am alone.

Song Weiwei sent her an invitation, she got married on Saturday, the date was carefully selected by the two families, and the young couple was quite satisfied, so it was decided.

Three months can be turned upside down, or it can be as plain as water.

Mo Chengyu went to work at Liangcheng People's Hospital, which was discovered when He Yi's colleague was hospitalized, and she came to express condolences on behalf of the English translation team. The two of them greeted each other normally, and he didn't talk and laugh with him as usual, but he felt that Jiang Cheng was goodbye, and there was no Mo Chengyu in the past.

He Yi would occasionally send Li Yumei to Song's house for dinner, but Liu Ruming would keep her, and she would always find a reason to prevaricate, saying that the company had been very busy recently, and she would come to pick up Li Yumei after dinner.

The news of Song Pingsheng's return from the UK was learned by He Yi from Charlie's circle of friends, a map of the airport, with the text: The end of the big project in the UK, this time the big hero is the Cambridge trio.

The first conversation in three months was at Li Wenwen's birthday party. He Yi knew that with Song Pingsheng's character, it was impossible for him to participate in this kind of party other than work, so when Li Wenwen invited her to sing at KTV for her birthday, she agreed without hesitation.

It's just that when she opened the door and countless pairs of eyes were glued to the door, she still recognized those eyes in an instant in the dim light.

The eyes are still calm as water, as if they are not adulterated with any impurities, clear and bright.

He Yi understood at this moment that he was waiting for her.

Li Wenwen came to entertain her, talking and laughing. Charlie also handed the microphone to her and Song Pingsheng, and also ordered a love song, which was Jolin Tsai and Tao Zhe's "You Will Marry Me Tomorrow".

Sean frowned, "Linda, you're late, hurry up and sing a song with Dylan, or you'll be punished for drinking." ”

Song Pingsheng picked up the microphone and looked at a loss. Jiang Yiyan was not present, in fact, there was no need to pretend anymore. Thinking of this, He Yi silently put down the microphone, picked up the wine glass, drank it, and after drinking, he also talked about a reason that he thought was very appropriate: "There are too many interpreting tasks in the past few days, and my throat is uncomfortable, so I will punish myself with a drink, and everyone has a good time." ”

When he said this, Song Pingsheng kept staring at her, and He Yan couldn't guess his eyes.

Charlie and Sean no longer embarrassed her, after taking the microphone to the birthday star, Li Wenwen accepted it with a smile and invited her colleague Mo Xiaoyu to sing a chorus.

He Yi sat silently in the corner like this, she thought of countless reasons to leave in her mind, but she still held herself back, looking at the time on her watch over and over again.

I don't know how long later, the sofa next to him was sunken, and there was a faint fresh smell beside him, and he quit smoking, so the usual smell of tobacco gradually disappeared.

"Gardenia, let's talk." He whispered.

He Yi glanced at him, "I've already finished what I should say, so there's no need to talk about it anymore." ”

"That night three months ago was to express your feelings, don't you want to know what my mood is?" Song Pingsheng finished speaking word by word, and the song in the private room had already been sung.

He Yi sat up straight, his eyes flashing with surprise, "Okay, you say, tell me about your mood." ”

"I admit that I've been preoccupied with Beryl for so many years, and I know I can't easily forget about her, but believe me, I'll try to forget."

Song Pingsheng suddenly paused, looked up into her eyes, and continued, "I haven't found out what you have meant for me in the past ten years, so it's my negligence. If you think you can accept me as I am, then let's be together. ”

He Yi's heart was like ashes, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, he laughed bitterly a few times, and stood up suddenly, "Song Pingsheng, you don't love me, you are pitying me!" ”

The private room was quiet for a moment, only the sound of background music came, and the people in the private room were looking at them with puzzled eyes. He Yi couldn't stand such a gaze, walked up to Li Wenwen, handed her a birthday gift, whispered happy birthday, and turned to leave.

Song Pingsheng caught up and slowly followed her. He Yi stopped and looked back at him, "Song Pingsheng, I expressed my heart to you, I never wanted to trouble you, if you can't accept it, then you should be my impulsive drunken nonsense, I don't want you to practice yourself for my feelings, accept a woman who has never loved." Shall I let you marry me, and shall you prepare for the marriage immediately? ”

"I am also dignified, and I will not accept your mercy." He Yi said again.

Song Pingsheng looked at her seriously, "I'm thoughtful. ”

"Just to not hurt me?" He Yi asked, "Why did you wronged yourself to fulfill a me?" ”

Song Pingsheng was silent.

"From the moment I stepped into your Song family, you have constantly cared about my feelings and wanted to make me happy. Whether on campus or in the workplace, as long as you see me being bullied, you will ask me back one by one and make me straighten my back. When it comes to relationships, you will be thoughtful in choosing the best person for me to date. In all things, you will have the patience to keep me awake, to keep me growing, to show me a bright path. Song Pingsheng, such a good you, is it really worth wronging yourself so much? ”

After saying these words, He Yi also felt very tired, she closed her eyes, and said softly: "Feelings are a matter of two people, I don't want to use your pain to fulfill my happiness, and I don't want me to bury your true feelings." ”

"So Song Pingsheng, you think about it carefully, even if you accept me, you won't be really happy, and if you reject me, I won't suppress myself from being a brother and sister with you as usual."

After He Yi finished speaking, he turned around and left, and the tears couldn't stop falling anymore.

Song Pingsheng is an extremely infatuated person, this is the fact that He Yi knows best, and if he wants to wait for him to forget Beryl, I am afraid that his own person will be old.

Song Pingsheng stood in place, habitually looked up at the moon, and sighed softly.

For more than twenty years, there has never been a choice that requires him to think about it for so long and hesitate, he can't go against himself, and he can't bear to hurt others.

He Yi has been busy with work these days, and Song Weiwei's wedding is still trying her best to get a day off. At the wedding, He Yi saw Li Mingshuo for the second time, he was still as mature and stable as the first time they met, honest and honest, and he always treated Song Weiwei with a fear of falling in his hands, and an expression of fear in his mouth made He Yi envious.

At this wedding banquet, He Yi met many high school classmates, including Mo Chengyu. When many classmates learned that the white man in front of them was Mo Chengyu, they all showed surprised expressions, especially the brothers who broke through with Mo Chengyu in high school, and their expressions were like eating mosquitoes.

"Brother Mo, are you reining in the precipice?" Brother Amin said.

"I didn't expect Brother Mo to become a doctor, I didn't believe it when I was killed in high school. Looking at the current bookish atmosphere, there is really a feeling of scum. Zhang Tuming hooked his shoulders and said to Mo Chengyu with a smile.

Zou Yahui also echoed on the side, "Isn't this for the sake of beauty, Mo Chengyu can have such a high achievement, but it is really inseparable from He Yi's charm." ”

He Yi: "......"

Mo Chengyu looked at He Yi and nodded in acknowledgement: "What you said is true." ”

He Yi: "......"

He Yi glared fiercely at the man who was speaking wildly.

The originally lively wedding banquet was successfully transformed into a class reunion, and some girls gossiped about Song Weiwei's marriage.

"I really didn't expect that Weiwei would choose to get married so early."

"Oh, marry love, I wish I would marry it sooner."

"Didn't she chase Song Pingsheng quite tightly before?"

"This was eight hundred years ago, and who hasn't been impulsive to commit when they're young?"

"Did you say that Song Pingsheng would be invited to this wedding banquet?"

"Of course not, which groom would be so stupid."

The wedding banquet was mainly Western-style weddings, bypassing the gorgeous corridor, the wedding hall appeared in front of me like a fairyland, surrounded by flowers, and many colorful balloons and small transparent bubbles, surrounded by happy photos of the two people.

The groom waited quietly on the stage, and suddenly, the stage lights dimmed, and a white light was reflected in the center of the stage. He Yi looked back and saw Song Weiwei's figure, showing her figure on the misty stage, her face was full of happy smiles, staring at the figure of the man not far away.

Every time Song Weiwei took a step closer, the smile on Li Mingshuo's face deepened a little. When the bride finally came to his side, Old Man Song put Song Weiwei's hand into Li Mingshuo's hand, completely entrusted his daughter to him, and his eyes were hazy before leaving.

Li Mingshuo looked at Song Weiwei silently like this, and said what he had in his heart for many years: "Love has been running for eight years, thank you, Weiwei, thank you for letting me meet eight years ago, thank you for accepting my pursuit three years ago, thank you for marrying me today." ”

Song Weiwei's nose was sour, and her eyes were hazy with tears: "I just want to thank you, eight years ago I was so difficult, you will continue to be good to me, don't give up easily, three years ago, you knew that I was sick, and you were still willing to pursue me, and now you are still marrying me, so I want to thank you." ”

received a lot of applause, and Li Mingshuo became bolder, "Isn't that afraid that you will harm others, you can only harm me if you are so difficult." ”

Song Weiwei was coquettish, clenched her fists and was about to hit him, but Li Mingshuo dodged and barely escaped.

After exchanging rings, a couple kissed passionately at the instigation of everyone, and Limingshuo kissed very gently, as if holding a weak porcelain doll in his arms, which would break if he held it tightly.

He Yi looked at them, and his eyebrows softened.

Song Weiwei chose a person who loved her more to enter marriage, and after many years of long-distance love, although she had countless regrets, she still reaped treasures in the end.

He Yi glanced hurriedly into the corner, and inadvertently saw a familiar figure, and her heart trembled.

It's Song Pingsheng.