The silence in the room was a little weird, and after a long time, Song Qingchun continued to speak word by word: "That person, isn't it you?" ”

"The guy who started texting me since five years ago, aren't you?"

"The person who wiped my tears when I cried all these years, isn't you?"

"And ......"

It was obvious that she was questioning him, but she didn't know why she had become so nervous at this moment, her hands were clenched into fists, she looked directly at the delicate face sitting on the sofa without moving, paused for a few seconds, spoke again, and then asked.

“…… Is that the person who has been secretly protecting me all these days also you? ”

Song Qingchun's three questions were thrown neatly, and they were simply bloody, piercing the lifeline.

However, her fierceness was like a heavy fist hitting cotton, and there was no flaw in his body.

He sat there quietly, the aura emanating from his body was always calm and cold, he lowered his eyes and was silent for two seconds after her words settled, and then slowly turned his head, looking at the light of her eyes, calm and deep, and his voice was beautiful and heartwarming: "No." ”

Song Qingchun's face was obviously questioning: "But, I think that person is you......"

"Think?" Su Zhinian seemed to be doing elementary school Chinese questions and looking for language problems, and took out the two most ridiculous words in her sentence.

Although he just asked softly, Song Qingchun still understood what he meant, that's just what you think......

Song Qingchun's mouth opened slightly, and he didn't make a sound.

"That's just your delusion." Su Zhinian's gaze stayed on her face for a moment, then moved away without hesitation, and then looked directly at the bright sunlight outside the window, moved his lips, and spit out a few words: "The person you said is not me." ”

The moment his words fell, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an emotion similar to pain in his eyes, which flashed and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

The sunlight outlined a faint golden soft light on the outline of Su Zhinian's body, and Song Qingchun's expression flashed slightly.

She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could still see honesty in him. It wasn't like he was lying, more like he was giving her an answer she'd been wanting for a long time.

Is he really not lying? But if that person wasn't him, who would it be? She thought about it for so long, and he was the one who was the most suitable......

Even when she just opened her mouth to ask him, there was a moment in her heart, and she was very sure that that person was him.

Song Qingchun didn't know if she had found the person she had been looking for because she had finally found it, and infinite hope and joy rose in her heart, but she felt sad and unacceptable because she was ruthlessly extinguished by a few simple words.

"The feeling you gave me is very similar to the feeling that the text owner gave me...... Every time I cry, there will be a fragment, and when I come back to my senses, my tears have been wiped dry, the night we stayed in the suburbs of Beicheng before, when I cried, you coaxed me, and the feeling was almost exactly the same as the feeling I felt after waking up from the previous fragment......"