"Did you give him a little report?" Song Chinese New Year's Eve flipped over the vibrating mobile phone,.

Shen Cang coughed lightly and didn't speak.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve sighed silently.

Then Shen Cang pressed the baffle.

“……”

"Speak."

"Hmm..."

"Ready to run without saying a word of hello?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve bit his lip: "No..."

Qin Weizhou: "Cancel the flight, stay with me for one night."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve nodded: "Good."

"Good."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve took off his shoes and shrunk in the back seat, pinching his mobile phone and silently shedding tears.

But breathing still conveyed his emotions to Qin Weizhou.

"Baby..."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve snorted, "I... I didn't cry in the first place... I'm fine, as soon as you speak... As soon as I speak, I can't help it... It's all you..."

Qin Weizhou smiled lightly and coaxed her, "It's not good to endure it, anyway, it's with me, you can do whatever you want." ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve touched his face, and he didn't want to cry all of a sudden.

She hesitated: "You... Don't you ask me what I'm looking for Song Eun-myung? ”

Qin Weizhou: "Go find Song Enming?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve was stunned: "You, you don't know?" Shen Cang didn't even say it?

Qin Weizhou: "He is protecting you, not spying on you."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's heart warmed, and she also wished that someone would control her completely, but that would also suffocate her—there was nothing wrong with suffocating in his arms.

It's just that Qin Weizhou pinched the rope and controlled it very well.

"I went to him and asked for my mother's ashes."

Qin Weizhou: "He won't give it?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve nodded: "Hmm... He said that the ashes have also been... No, it's gone..."

Qin Weizhou: "Gone?"

"He said... Sprinkled into the river... Ulzhou..."Song Chinese New Year's Eve couldn't control it, and suddenly tears burst out again.

"Ulzhou, he lied to me... Ulzhou..."

"I'm here, Chinese New Year's Eve." Qin Weizhou suppressed his voice, "I'm here, okay?" ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve shook his head, tears spilling out of his fingers, choked like a fragile child: "I want to... I want my mother..."

I just want to... Want Mom...

Mom... I miss you so much...

Mom...

Qin Weizhou knew why Shen Cang was in such a hurry to send him a message before.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve fell in, and Song Enming had nothing to do with half a penny.

She fell into the abyss of Song Ningzhao.

The trickiest one.

But what if what Song Eun-myung said is true? He really scattered the ashes into the river with one hand, does Song Chinese New Year's Eve want to jump down?

Qin Weizhou frowned and pinched his eyebrows.

"Chinese New Year's Eve, listen to me."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve covered his mouth, released it again, and exhaled heavily, listening to Qin Weizhou on the other side of the distressed can't.

"Chinese New Year's Eve, where are you?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve wiped her eyes, the red two looked out the window, Shen Cang had obviously changed her route, she didn't recognize it at once, and it took a long time for her to stammer and see that she was almost home.

Qin Weizhou kept calling her name, and Song Chinese New Year's Eve's heart hurt and comforted for a while.

When the car stopped in the underground warehouse, Shen Cangli left with a familiar acquaintance, and Song Chinese New Year's Eve saw a tall figure outside to open the door for her.

Just stand in front of her, looking at her.

The unshed tears fell when she looked up, and Song Chinese New Year's Eve was stunned, as if she had lost her god.

Qin Weizhou's heart didn't hurt anymore, and he broke it directly.

He took the person out, put her little head in his heart, and lowered his head to kiss her.

"Chinese New Year's Eve."

"Good Chinese New Year's Eve."

Ulju... Qin Weizhou...

Song Chinese New Year's Eve closed his eyes, buried his head, and shed tears into his heart.