"Let me get out of the car."

Xu Baiqing looked at the dark night outside the window, and the neon lights of the store.

Song Shangze stopped the car silently, finally found a conversation, and asked, "Are you sincere about Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”

Xu Baiqing was knocked by the sudden weakness of his heart, but he nodded calmly on the surface.

Is it a like, or a like that shouldn't appear.

It may even be more than just a liking.

Song Shangze can't choose to believe or not to believe it all at once, he doesn't know when it started between them, and he doesn't know what happened between them, so who knows.

Song Shangze asked again, "Did you promise you on Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”

Xu Baiqing said: "I agreed." ”

Song Shangze frowned slightly, "You have to deal with your fiancée first." ”

Xu Baiqing nodded: "I know, I said on Chinese New Year's Eve, when I dissolve the marriage contract, we will officially be together." ”

Hearing him say this, Song Shangze's face was a little better, and he was really afraid that Chinese New Year's Eve would like him too crazy and unprincipled, and even promised him that he didn't even care if he had a fiancée.

"Since you have come to this point, I won't say anything, Chinese New Year's Eve is my sister Song Shangze, it is the Song family, you should know it after today."

Today's scene, Xu Baiqing is not a fool, Song Chinese New Year's Eve, Song Enming, Song Shangze, Song Qiaoyan, are all Song, bumping together, where there are too many coincidences.

"I know." He already knew.

"Just know... Don't you need me to give you a ride? ”

Xu Baiqing shook his head, "No need." ”

Song Shangze didn't ask much, and let him get out of the car.

Xu Baiqing stood under a street lamp, turned his back to the departing car, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and bit it in his mouth, and lit it.

The gray smoke was blown away by the wind, and his entire facial features loomed in, and the bottom of his eyes was deep beyond the eyes of outsiders.

This area is relatively remote, Xu Baiqing looked down at his own shadow under his feet, and there was a heavy movie in his heart, the picture of the film was stripped away frame by frame, slowly and profoundly hovering in his mind.

He didn't mean to call the driver to answer it, but the wound on his shoulder in the cold wind suddenly hurt again, involving a piece of flesh and bones, Xu Baiqing didn't care, and let the paralyzing feeling spread from there.

He took a deep breath of his cigarette and swallowed a few cold airs.

He underestimated Song Chinese New Year's Eve too much, and he underestimated it at the beginning, originally wanted to raise a cat, but was dug out by the cat.

It is said that it is an evil creature, and Xu Baiqing himself does not believe in evil.

Uncontrollable.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve is indeed Song Ningzhao's biological daughter, it is so easy to ask for other people's hearts, Xu Baiqing has wanted to dig up Song Ningzhao's grave countless times to spit on, if not to never find the grave.

hated a person to such an extent, but how ironic, he still fell in love with that woman's daughter.

He was even reluctant to mention Song Ningzhao's name to slander Song Chinese New Year's Eve.

She was so pretty, so restless, so rebellious, like the only standard of hunting he liked.

He was even willing to be fascinated by her, put down all his family's affairs, and consciously avoided the indelible hatred between them, as if a scar covered with gauze was flat and smooth skin.

The only fortunate thing may be that Song Chinese New Year's Eve's heart is also firmly grasped in his hands.

It was the only solace he could get.

Xu Baiqing threw the burned cigarette on the ground and extinguished it, with a cold face all over his body, with a restless heart, and walked back to the school on foot.