70. These hidden secrets

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I used to think that meeting Su Tiannian was a pie in the sky, an unexpected thing.

But today I realized that this is not an accident.

From the time I went to the bar to get drunk and met him for the first time, I seemed to get into his game by mistake step by step.

And his purpose is to get a marriage certificate with me.

And what is the purpose of my certificate?

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, and I missed my little brother in my heart, Su Qiannian...... Su Qiannian, little brother.

This name makes me hurt when I read it, but I didn't expect it to be by my side all this time.

The nearby sea breeze blew, and my body became colder and colder, but Su Tiannian never called me in.

The moment he just threw me in the sea, it was really neat.

And my instincts are right, he sometimes really loaths me.

The emotion in his eyes was real, and I had been deceiving myself and not thinking much about it.

Half an hour later, Su Qiannian had not yet come out.

I took one look at the bright lights on the beach and got out of my rocking chair.

Silently picked up his clothes, put them on silently, looked in the direction of the villa, and then silently left here.

There's no way I can stay any longer, and I'll always remember my 26th birthdayโ€”

I was thrown into the sea by a man who used to be my lover.

And this person also lost his temper with me twice on my birthday.

Su Qiannian, I watched a good show in the past two months.

In this scene, I put all my self-esteem in front of him and let him ravage him, and let him play tricks.

I'm so stupid, hopelessly stupid.

This is a famous seascape area, the transportation is convenient, I easily stopped a taxi on the side of the highway to go back to Huantai.

My clothes were wet, and the money on my body was naturally wet, so I took out a hundred and gave it to the driver, and he frowned and took it a little unhappily.

When I returned to Huantai, I went into my room to change my clothes and pack some luggage.

Although I went to Beijing on Monday on a business trip, I thought about it earlier, I wanted to go somewhere.

One of the only places I know.

I booked the earliest flight the next day online, and before I left Huantai, Su Qiannian hadn't come back yet.

He's angry, and I know why he's angry when I know who he is.

And he is very possessive, and he doesn't want me to talk about other men.

So he must be angry when he heard me stop him like that yesterday.

It's just that I didn't expect that he would decisively throw me into the sea, and in this winter.

But why did he do whatever he wanted to me? Do you really think I'm a bully?

Before getting on the plane, Song Zhichen called me.

I hesitated for a moment to pick it up, and heard him ask worriedly, "Jiujiu, why didn't you come to work?"

I didn't want to tell him I had gone to Beijing early, so I made excuses and said, "I was sick last night and overslept."

I was really sick, I had a bad cold, and I was soaked in the sea like that, and it was impossible not to get sick.

Song Zhichen heard me say this, and said very understandingly: "Then you have a good rest, and I will grant you leave."

It's nice to have a good boss you know.

I took a two-hour flight to Beijing, and it was different from the last business trip.

Last time I was just passing by in a hurry, but this time it really made my heart tremble.

Something, slowly being pulled away.

I didn't have much money on me, so I found a cheap hotel, and after dropping off my luggage, I took a taxi to a place.

This place is far away from the city of Beijing, and it took me 180 miles to take a car.

This is the place where I came to send a letter six years ago.

I followed my memory to the small shop that used to be.

I didn't expect to be able to send letters here.

When the shopkeeper saw me coming in, he quickly got up and asked, "Is there anything you need for this beauty?"

I looked at the green mailbox at the door, and there were several unsent letters in it.

I asked the shopkeeper, "What is this letter every day?"

"This letter will be collected every day, put in the inventory, and sent out at a certain time, so that the beautiful woman can write a letter for her future."

I asked him, "Is this a letter to the future, will it write a specific message about the sender?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Yes, could it be that a beautiful woman has sent a letter before?"

I nodded and said, "I sent it six years ago."

The shopkeeper asked, "Then you ...... this time?"

"I don't remember very well, I want to know where I lived six years ago."

There is specific information, at least where I lived at the time will definitely be documented.

"ID is required, we can't just reveal the sender's information."

I brought it, this is not a difficult thing.

I gave him my ID card, and he pulled the information from the computer, and it didn't take long to find it.

There is specific information at the time, and this information is the name, age and place of residence.

I wrote down the address, took back my ID card and said thank you, and was about to leave, when the shopkeeper stopped me and said, "The beauty has a bad memory, do you want to write another letter to your future self?"

This one...... OK.

But it's not written for myself.

I went from Lanyuan to Beijing and found the landlord at the time according to the address.

Disappointed, six years later, he doesn't remember me anymore.

I came down from the building in a bit of a frustration, but someone behind me suddenly called my name.

I turned my head and saw that it was an old man about fifty years old, with gray hair, and I looked at him with some confusion and asked, "Uncle, do you know me?"

When I asked this sentence, my palms trembled, this person knew me.

Just calling out my name makes me excited.

"Remember, Gu Xi, Xiao Gu, that girl who used to come to my house to eat, I also want to ask why you haven't contacted me since you moved out of here last time? Could it be that you deleted my phone? I haven't seen you for six years, and you've really grown up a lot. โ€

The old man questioned me, some complained, my face was a little pale and I didn't know what to say, I don't remember him.

I was about to ask him something, when I heard him complain: "When you left with a group of people six years ago, I wanted to greet you, but at that time you were surrounded by them, and I shouted at you, and you ignored me?"

"Six years ago? Who? โ€

His two sentences were very informative, and when I asked like this, the old man was surprised and asked, "You don't remember?" You came back shortly after you had a baby, and you never saw them again, and I don't know who those people were! โ€

The old man's words were like thunder, and my nerves were broken and collapsed.

I red-eyed and asked, "What kid?!"

I suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his arm, exerting all my strength.

What does he mean I gave birth to in Beijing?

He looked at my hand and asked worriedly, "Xiao Gu, what's wrong with you?"

By the time I left the neighborhood, it was half an hour later, and I was very depressed.

It was snowing in Beijing, which made me feel alone and cold.

When I got back to the hotel, I felt uncomfortable and went to the restaurant to drink.

Actually, I shouldn't drink, because when I'm alone, I don't have the ability to protect myself when I encounter danger.

But I felt uncomfortable, panicked, and wanted to drink.

My phone rang while I was in a mess, but I didn't answer it.

Later, it rang many times, and it was picked up by the owner of the hotel, and I don't know what they said, I don't know anything.

But half an hour later, how did Song Zhichen appear in front of me?

His expression was a little angry, and he didn't look like him at all.

He lifted me up and got me out of the hotel, and I don't know where I got it.

As soon as I entered the room, I wanted to vomit, but I really vomited and vomited on Song Zhichen's body.

Instead of blaming me, he got me into the bathroom and turned on the shower head.

The sudden cold water made me wake up a little in an instant, and I sat on the ground crying like a mess.

Why do you always cry in front of Song Zhichen? Can you always cry?

Am I really that vulnerable? So vulnerable?!

Song Zhichen took off his coat and threw it aside, squatted down and hugged me in his arms, gently stroked my head with his palm and said, "Don't cry Jiujiu."

"I didn't cry."

I didn't really cry, I was just sad.

"Okay, you didn't cry."

I buried myself in his arms, sobbed and asked him, "Song Zhichen, why are you here?"

"I know you. Knowing about that last night and that phone call in the morning, I guessed that you were back in Beijing, and I knew you didn't want to tell anyone. โ€

"But I'm really sick."

I had a cold, I didn't lie.

"yes, I know."

Song Zhichen followed my words, and he suddenly picked me up and went back to a bedroom.

He brought me a set of clothes, put them next to the bed and said, "Change the wet clothes on your body first."

I drank well and woke up quickly, and it had been an hour since I got from the restaurant.

In addition, I was drenched in cold water, and my consciousness recovered very quickly, and I remembered what the old man said in the afternoon.

He said I had children...... Have had children.

He said I was taken away by a group of people.

I was taken away by a group of unknown people and never went back, who were those people?

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Song Zhichen's voice came in: "Is Jiujiu okay?"

He's always there for me.

The last time I was about Xiaoyu, the first person I saw was him.

This time, when I was in pain in my heart, I was the first to be found by him.

Song Zhichen, how can he be so powerful?

How can it be so good?

"Alright."

I hurriedly changed my clothes, opened the door from the inside and went out, Song Zhichen looked at my hand covered by the sleeve, he stretched out his hand and pulled it twice for me and said: "This is an apartment in Beijing, there are only my clothes in it, you may be too old to wear it."

This is his apartment.

It's nice to have clothes to wear, I can't be picky.

Song Zhichen reached out and touched my forehead, and then whispered, "You have a little fever, I'll go buy you medicine."

With that, he turned and left.

In the middle of the night, he was not afraid of trouble