After making such a fuss, no matter how good the show is, Xia Jiuchao has lost interest, as if he is staying up for a math class, but at that time he was groggy, and at this moment he was completely uneasy when the ants ate the flesh and skin.

It's a boil, and the New Year's Day party is over.

It was already dark, Tang Song and Xia Jiuchao said goodbye and went home, her parents had something to do and hadn't come back, she threw herself on the sofa and took out her mobile phone to listen to songs. It's also strange to say that Tang and Song have always liked this Japanese song, but they have never read the meaning of the lyrics, and today they have watched the translation for a long time.

“…… The future that I have hidden deep in my heart / It's just a joke to pass the time / It's a joke that makes your expectations plummet / Bo I laughed happily...... "Tang Song's soul seemed to be electrocuted, making her tremble and make her cry.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yuan Qing, if you hadn't lied to me in the first place, we wouldn't have done this......" Tang Song was crying, her parents opened the door and entered the house, she walked out quietly, startling the two.

"Ah, girl, what time did you come back? Why don't you take a break? ”

"Dad, Mom," Tang Song was particularly serious today, "I don't have to help Yuan Qing hide it from me in the future, I already know." ”

Tang Hai and Yang Younuan glanced at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

"You ......" After Tang Hai finished speaking, Tang Song returned to his room and locked the door.

"Old Tang ......" Yang Younuan wanted to say something, but Tang Hai just waved his hand, sat on the sofa, and put his hand on his forehead.

Tang Hai still remembers that day, the always sunny and proud young man lost his smile and edged his corners, and in the dim study, he knelt on the ground and begged to himself: "Uncle Tang, don't tell Song Song ......"

The special prompt of the message sounded, it was Xia Jiuchao.

"Are you alright?"

"Hmm."

"I think I should tell you that Senior Yuan Ming is...... Missing. ”

"What's going on?"

There was no light in the room, only the faint light of the mobile phone screen, looking at the messages that popped up one by one, Tang Song's eyes hurt very much, and his heart hurt even more. A good person, just missing? Just kidding, it must be a lie...... Tang Song didn't dare to think about it, she could only tell herself that it was just missing, not dead.

The thoughts are knotted, and the recent things that have annoyed the Tang and Song dynasties have become dead knots, but the word "knot" can also be said to be "over", so this farce must also be ended. His own and Yuan Qing's parents, Xia Jiuchao, Han Yanchu, these close people, and everyone else, the more they were involved, the greater the harm.

"Is it worth it?" It's like asking Yuanqing, and it's like asking yourself, but there is only quiet air around you.

The wind on the balcony was unusually cold, but Yuan Qing didn't care at all, just sat there in a daze. He looked at the window of Tang Song's room again, and it was still pitch black.

"It's over this time, right?" His wrist was so cold that he was numb, but Yuan Qing still didn't move, "It should be like this, after all, it was wrong from the beginning, I should have known ......"

Ironically, Yuan Qing was still worried about whose identity to use in the college entrance examination, but now, this problem is solved, should Tang and Song be thanked? He smiled self-deprecatingly, and his blood-colored lips slowly spat out a few words:

"Well, let's end it."