"Those three words, like a resounding slap in the face, slammed them in my face, making me completely sober up and flee at that moment."

"Whatever I have in my life with her, we can't have a lifetime."

"My story with her, there will only be one ...... ending"

Su Zhinian's hand holding the tip of the pen began to tremble slightly, and even the words on the pen became a little distorted.

“…… I am her old friend, but not the person in her story. ”

When Su Zhinian finished writing the last period, he put down the pen without any pause and closed the diary.

It was quiet in the study, and he leaned back in his chair, staring at the crystal lamp on the ceiling, and clearly heard the sound of his heart shrinking in pain.

What she expects is not to be with him for a lifetime, not to love him deeply for a lifetime, what she expects is for him to give her a lifetime of goodness, but he can't give it such a small request.

If he could give it, why did he secretly accompany her with an unfamiliar phone number all these years?

If he can give it, why should he use his superpowers to secretly wipe her tears whenever she cries over the years?

If he could, why did he brutally reject her speculation when she asked him if he was the person she was looking for?

Because he couldn't be her world, he was her shoulder...... A shoulder that only dared to quietly lean on her, but did not dare to let her know.

Su Zhinian's eyes had a warm tingle, and his throat became a little blocked, and he felt as if his chest had been torn open by something, and the flesh and blood were blurry and bleeding.

He thinks a lot, and he thinks that he can be good to her for the rest of his life...... But he couldn't watch her go back the way he had walked.

Fortunately, he has a mind-reading skill that others don't have, fortunately he discovered it earlier, fortunately everything has a chance in time, and fortunately she didn't pay much attention to him......

From tomorrow onwards, he can't be kind to her again and again...... No, from now on......

It's a pity that he and her only had ten days in the end, but he was not qualified to be presumptuous.

Su Zhinian's dark and deep eyes were full of sour pain, he raised his hand to cover his face, and leaned back in the chair even more.

The bright crystal light in the study hit his body, as if he was infected, revealing a faint grievance.

-

Su Zhinian shook off and left in a dignified manner, which made Song Qingchun confused, and his mood that had finally changed for the better became depressed again.

She didn't get much sleep all night, moving her body around, constantly changing positions, until five o'clock in the morning.

Not long after he slept for a long time, he was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone, Song Qingchun didn't sleep enough, his head hurt badly, and when he answered the phone, everyone looked a little listless.

The call was from the police station, and the police-inspector only said two words, and she completely sobered up: "You mean, from now on, I will not be in danger?" ”

"Yes, Miss Song, you have been in danger since a year ago, and now Sun Jian has done it alone, he is a brain-dead fan in the summer, and he also grabbed the red envelopes of 1,808 in the summer on Weibo, and he likes him to the point of madness, so after the news of summer drug abuse was reported by you, he held a grudge and followed you for nearly two months before he took action."