"What about the ring on your hand? What about the Z engraved on the inner ring of the ring? ”

Song Qingnan finally couldn't hold back and asked this question anyway.

As she expected, as soon as she finished saying this question, as soon as the words fell, Yu Yanbei's face changed, and she could clearly see that his body was stiff.

"Since you want to be honest with me today, then don't lie, don't say two."

Song Qingnan didn't want to force him, she just wanted to know, what did that mysterious "Z" mean? Does he still want to hide it from her? And the thing about the ring that he picked up?

Song Qingnan just looked at him quietly, not missing the slightest expression on his face.

After a while, Yu Yanbei's tense body suddenly relaxed, with tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes, and finally spoke:

"That ring was indeed given to me by a woman, and Z is also the first letter of her last name."

As soon as Song Qingnan heard this, her heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and she could almost hear the sound of it shattering and breaking, as well as the string in her brain, which was almost broken.

Song Qingnan didn't interrupt him in the end, it was the first time he was so patient, he sat quietly in a chair and listened to him, and no longer looked up at him.

"She was my savior, and if it weren't for her, my life would have ended when I was 8 years old, the side of my mother who committed suicide by jumping off a cliff."

"I have never had the slightest affection for her, even if it is sympathetic, it is more brother and sister affection. Before I met you again, I did want to marry her to repay her for saving her life, although there is no love, but it is not impossible to let family accompany me for a lifetime. ”

Song Qingnan still didn't raise his head, but his hands were clenched fiercely, his nails were embedded in the flesh, and his face was still calm and light, even if she felt uncomfortable, she didn't show it.

"Because I don't know what love is, and I don't know what love means, for me, marriage is a useless rope that pulls two unrelated people together."

"Until I met you, we have known each other for almost a year, from the spring to the winter, no matter what season, in what state, you can always touch my heart. From the first time I saw you, I knew I was finished. My sanity, which I had held on for almost 30 years, collapsed. ”

"I really wanted to marry you at that time, even if you told me about those treaties, I didn't refuse, my later fancy news was just to let you look at me more, be able to reason with me, be jealous, let me be sure that I still have some status in your heart."

"For me, marriage is no longer a simple piece of paper, a small red book, a ring, and it is not something that other feelings can replace, I now understand that you are what I want the most, no matter how many steps I take, I look back, and what I see will always be you."

"No matter what happens in the future, I will not let go of your hand again. Even if I can't tell you everything now, one day you'll know it all. Wait until the time comes. ”

Song Qingnan's heart finally felt better, but what surprised her was that Yu Yanbei would tell her so much.

"What's wrong with you, Qingnan?"

seemed to notice Song Qingnan's depressed mood, and after Yu Yanbei finished speaking, he finally had the courage to look at her, but he saw that she kept her head down, her small mouth was tightly pursed, and there was no trace of blood on her face.

"I'm fine."

Yu Yanbei wanted to touch Song Qingnan's hand, so she skillfully avoided it, she didn't want Yu Yanbei to see the mark left by her fingernails just now, so she let him continue to speak, and she was willing to listen.

"Are you finished?"

Song Qingnan raised his pale little face the size of a slap and looked at him, which made him feel distressed.

"That's it."

"Then why didn't you bring your ring today?"

Song Qingnan's words were thrown into the pool like a bombshell, and they exploded in Yu Yanbei's heart.

Yu Yanbei pursed her lips, but in the end she didn't lie.

"In the company's drawer."

Song Qingnan really smiled, but there was a trace of vicissitudes and sadness in his smile.

"Actually, I knew it the night you picked it up, I don't want to say it, I want to wait for you to confess. Maybe it's because you're powerless, but you are so shrewd but you didn't notice my abnormality, you didn't confess for a day, the pimple in my heart existed day by day, deeper and bigger, and you pushed me farther and farther. ”

Song Qingnan stood up, although she was not as tall as Yu Yanbei, who was close to one meter nine, she was still very calm, her head slightly raised, and she looked directly into his eyes.

"Later, when you asked Li Qingyi to tell me that the apartment was yours, even if I had some anger in my heart about being deceived, but in the end it was covered up by another inexplicable emotion, I think it may be that I am completely disappointed in you, so I don't care so much."

"Until your Huahua news, combined with the previous photos of you and Yang Bingjie, I feel more and more that I am a fool, and I don't know that I am being brushed around by you. I don't follow you anymore, I don't check any of your information, and I don't even know how long it's been since you've been home. Because I'm used to not having you. ”

"I took Xiaohui with me, we went out to travel together, I want to relax, but more I still want to avoid you, although Yu's roots are in Europe, but you rarely come back, so the news about you here is not as overwhelming as in China, just when I go back, I can completely remove you from my world."

"But you called me, in fact, to be honest, when I saw your name, I no longer had the joy and excitement I had before, only surprise and indifference."

"Maybe I really like you very much, but I pressed it in my heart, under your persistent phone call, I actually have a vague hope of recovery for you."

Song Qingnan didn't want to talk anymore, she had already said enough, Yu Yanbei saw her current state, couldn't help but worry, and grabbed her shoulder.

"Song Qingnan, do you want to leave me again?"

Yu Yanbei's voice was anxious and sad, like a child who can't find his mother, helpless and vulnerable, as if Song Qingnan only needs to say a "good", he will collapse immediately.

"I didn't want to leave you."

Song Qingnan pursed his lips.

"I want to be with you more." As long as you don't leave me.

Yu Yanbei hugged Song Qingnan, pressed her head his chest, and clamped her hand hard, for fear that she would run away.