Song Qingchun was stunned by Su Zhinian's sudden words, and when she came back to her senses, Su Zhinian walked a long distance.

In the restaurant, Song Qingchun brought the porridge to Su Zhinian, and then took a pair of chopsticks and put them in front of him.

Su Zhinian sat at the dining table, facing Song Qingchun's future, and there was no change in the expression on his face.

Song Qingchun, who had already been suppressed by the atmosphere, waited for Su Zhinian to move his chopsticks, and immediately said, "I'll go and take my luggage upstairs." ”

Su Zhinian lowered his eyes and blew on the somewhat hot porridge, and then snorted unhurriedly.

Song Qingchun put down her luggage, it was already past seven o'clock, she stepped into the restaurant, and before she could speak, Su Zhinian, who had already heard the movement, raised her eyelids and glanced at her, and then nodded the position opposite her with her chin, motioning for her to sit down and eat breakfast.

Song Qingchun stood still and did not move.

Su Zhinian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he raised his head to look at Song Qingchun, thinking that she didn't understand what she meant, and just wanted to speak, she heard Song Qingchun's voice coming: "Mr. Su, after you finish breakfast, just put it on the table, and I'm cleaning it up when I come over in the evening." ”

Su Zhinian didn't make a sound, the action of picking up vegetables stopped, as if he knew the meaning of Song Qingchun's words, he stared at the porridge in front of him for a while, and then glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was already ten o'clock.

Song Qingchun continued: "Mr. Su, if you have nothing to do, I will leave first. ”

Su Zhinian still didn't speak, but his expression obviously became a little cold.

Song Qingchun saw that Su Zhinian didn't react for a long time, thinking that he had acquiesced, so he said again: "Mr. Su, goodbye......"

Before Song Qingchun's words were settled, the chopsticks in Su Zhinian's hand suddenly "snapped" and were heavily placed on the table by him.

Song Qingchun was so frightened that her voice stopped stiffly, even though Su Zhinian's expression did not change, Song Qingchun also knew that he was unhappy, she was silent for a while before she spoke up again: "You said, I will be here from seven o'clock in the evening to seven o'clock in the morning, and it is already ten o'clock in the evening......

Yes, this is what he said, but when it came out of her mouth, it made him feel angry for no reason.

Su Zhinian suddenly grabbed the porcelain bowl in front of him and threw it at the ground.

There was still a small half bowl of porridge left in the bowl, splashing everywhere, and some of it had fallen on Song Qingchun's hair.

Because of Song Qingchun's reaction, the remaining half of the other half of the words disappeared from her lips, she instinctively took a step back, and then took two steps forward, squatted down, and began to sort out the broken bowls on the ground.

The fire in Su Zhinian's chest burned even more, he stared at Song Qingchun who was squatting on the ground for about two seconds, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "Aren't you leaving?" What are you doing there? ”

Song Qingchun's hand shook, his fingertips were cut by porcelain pieces, and blood beads quickly popped out.

Su Zhinian's voice suddenly became more permeable: "Don't get out of here!" ”

Song Qingchun didn't pause this time, didn't even look at Su Zhinian, and stood up and left directly.

Su Zhinian listened to Song Qingchun's footsteps as he walked away, and his whole body suddenly became a little weak, and this feeling of powerlessness made him feel a little painful in a certain place deep in his body.