The ring from six years ago was not given away.

Six years later, he stared at the ring for a whole afternoon, but still couldn't give it away.

Because this time after six years, the only thing he can do is ...... Cruel.

Su Zhinian, who had barely eaten all day, did not notice that he was hungry, and he stayed in the office until ten o'clock before he took the ring off his little finger, put it in the box, and then stuffed it into the pocket of his clothes, took the car keys, got up, and left the company.

Su Zhinian circled around the second ring road before coming down from the main road and turning to the way home.

His chest was so tight that he lowered the window of the car as he passed a road covered with ginkgo biloba, and the cool breeze of the late autumn night slowly poured into the car, and brought in a leaf or two, which made him breathe a little easier.

When the car drove to the gate of the community, it was already eleven o'clock, the door had been closed, he pressed the horn, and the staff sitting in the duty room hurriedly opened the door, saw his side face through the falling window, and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Su, are you back?" ”

Su Zhinian didn't make a sound, looked at the road in front of him, nodded his head, and waited for the door to open, then stepped on the accelerator and jumped in.

The car went around one villa after another, and finally turned onto the road where his villa was located.

It was only when he was about to reach the door of the house that he stepped on the accelerator hard.

The car came to a sharp stop, the tires rubbing against the ground, making a screeching sound, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet of the night.

Pulling the handbrake, Su Zhinian was about to get out of the car to enter the password of the villa gate, but as soon as his slender and beautiful fingertips touched the car door, he heard the familiar sound of breathing in his ears, his eyebrows frowned, and he looked around through the car window, and then saw Song Qingchun squatting in the corner of the gate.

She had heard his car and was looking up at him through the windshield.

She was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, and she thought that she hadn't returned home since she woke up in the golden guest room.

I don't know how long she waited for him at his door, Su Zhinian thought, it should be a long time, because when she saw him, she obviously wanted to stand up from the ground, but maybe her legs were sore, and her posture looked a little stiff.

In the end, Song Qingchun held on to the fence on the side and reluctantly stood up straight.

She didn't step forward, just stood quietly in place, staring at him quietly.

Su Zhinian looked at the yellow street lamp at the door and saw her holding a box in her palm.

She was standing outside the car, and he was sitting in the car.

Neither of them moved, just so quietly deadlocked.

After about five minutes, Su Zhinian took his gaze back, then gently pushed open the car door and got out of the car elegantly.

He slammed the car door with one hand, pinched the car keys with a calm face, and walked towards her step by step very smoothly.

Su Zhinian stopped when he was still about a meter away from Song Qingchun.

He first lowered his eyes, then raised his hand, pressed the code on the password lock on the side, and with a "click" sound of opening the door, he turned his head and asked her in a very light tone: "Do you want to go in and say?" ”

Song Qingchun shook his head lightly, and shook the box in his hand twice with some nervousness.