Song Shenyan fell into a long memory, she wore two cute braids, and a pair of eyes rolled around.

It was much better than the orphanage, and the opulent decoration simply fascinated her eyes, and she could only enjoy the treatment on the upper floors of the flower field, which she had seen quietly.

But now, a stranger has decided to adopt her.

Fear is greater than joy.

She didn't dare to express her fear, so she could only sit obediently in the living room.

An old man opened the door and walked in.

"What's your name?" He sat across from the couch.

"Song Shenyan." The voice is clear, immature and unfading.

"Good name, good looks." The old man's eyes were not cloudy, on the contrary, his eyes were like those of a born child, clear and translucent.

Song Shenyan didn't dare to look at him, looked down slightly at his hands full of wounds, and then subconsciously hid them.

"On these two days, the adopter will come, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, you will need to wear a blindfold, and he will provide you with education until you become an adult."

"May I ask his name?" Song Shenyan raised his head excitedly.

The old man hesitated, but said it anyway.

"Xie Tangyu."

It was three months before the adoptive appeared, but it was night, and she was lying on a sashimi stool with an eye patch and a shirtless shirt, while a young lady next to her coaxed her and wrapped her chest so that it would not be exposed.

But she was still ashamed to do this, and she gritted her teeth as hard as she could.

That was the first resentment in my heart.

A twisted feeling began to take root.

"Little Sixth Master, here." A man in the distance said respectfully.

At that time, Xie Tangyu was still a teenager, and it was the first time to be a tattoo master, so he originally found a female master, but in the end he still had to come by himself.

Because I like it.

also because I thought that this was the first thing I had since I was a child, and at that time Xie Tangyu took a fancy to her skin.

Attracted by the desire in her eyes, she fell into the abyss without knowing it.

When she woke up, Song Shenyan was in a trance, she raised her hand and touched something abrupt.

The wide ring set did not fall off on her hand, but the size was not hers.

She was smart and realized what it was for the first time, and Xie Tangyu took off the wedding ring in her hand and returned it to her.

Together with this broken and imperfect marriage.

When the divorce agreement was delivered, she sat on the hospital bed reading the latest financial magazine, and the cover was an interview with Xie Tangyu.

Mulberry was standing there, the document in his hand was a hot potato, and he repeated the original words.

"I will send the two subsidiaries of Jinshan, the apartment where I live has been notarized in your name, and the luggage has also been sent over, and Kari will pay a fixed amount of compensation every month, if there is anything that needs to be added, you can contact Sangmu."

After Sang Mu finished speaking, he looked at Song Shenyan nervously.

I don't know what to say to soften the impact of this passage.

Song Shenyan didn't look at her, and the corners of his mouth rose: "It's changed outside." ”

Sang Mu followed her gaze, the sky was clear outside, and he didn't understand Song Shenyan's thoughts, so he could only step forward and hand over the documents.

Song Shenyan lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"No, no, Miss Song, I'll just get it for you."

Song Shenyan opened the bedside table, a new divorce agreement.

Above she went out of the house, as long as she walked one Shuntian, and the rest were all returned, and those things outside her body were of little use to her.

"Give it to him, meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

After Sang Mu took it, he didn't dare to say anything, and left the ward quickly, and Xie Tangyu stood at the door.

"Mr. Xie." I lowered my voice and didn't dare to speak.

Song Shenyan heard it, her ears were very good.

"Let's go." Xie Tangyu subconsciously touched the position of his ring finger, and it was empty.

To apply for a divorce certificate, you need to be present in person, Song Shenyan can't drive, her body is still weak and needs to be supplemented, when she gets out of the car, the little assistant wants to follow down and is stopped by her.

Xie Tangyu personally drove to the door, there were many parking spaces, and it happened to be parked next door to Song Shenyan.

The co-pilot and the driver's seat next door are next to each other.

Open the door at the same time.

Look at each other.

"Are you alright?" He asked indifferently, with the tenderness in his eyes gone.

"It's good." Song Shenyan replied to him.

It was done quickly, and the special procedure was only ten minutes, and when she came out, Xie Tangyu stood at the door waiting for her.

Song Shenyan didn't speak, and no one took that step.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have been angry with you that day." Song Shenyan suddenly thought of this sentence.

"It's fine." He replied with two words.

I forgot who left first, but when I reacted, I was already in the parking lot.

Song Shenyan took the lead in getting into the car, he subconsciously drove for her, and when he held the car door, he kept pulling and refused to close.

"Mr. Xie, please let me go." She grabbed the doorknob and tried to close it.

Xie Tangyu felt that if he didn't say something, maybe he would really have no chance in the future, but could he change it?

People's choices are instantaneous, and there are some decisions that cannot be turned back.

"Take care."

This word carries all his love and expectations for her, and if he says one more word, he will be reluctant.

I wish you eternal peace.

He watched as the car turned on the lights, turned out of the parking lot, and then moved out of sight faster and faster.

When he sat back in the car, he cried.

Holding the steering wheel with his hands, lying there, he rarely seemed to be so embarrassed.

But every time it's for her.

The first time was in his junior year of high school, when he knew that he was going to give up adopting Song Shenyan and send her back to the dilapidated welfare home.

He couldn't breathe from crying, because he was going to give up a beloved thing and promised never to have it again.

The second time, he saw with his own eyes that Song Shenyan was going to die with Qiao Zhong.

For two years, day and night, he became a corpse that had lost his soul, living in this world like a walking corpse.

Now, he pushed Song Shenyan away with his own hands.

Song Shenyan, who was sitting in the car, was better than Xie Tangyu, she seemed to have passed the saddest time, and her state of mind was stable.

The assistant frequently turned his head to look at her.

"Something?" Song Shenyan took out his mobile phone and replied to the text message.

"No, I'm just worried that Mr. Song is in a bad mood."

"I'm okay, has the thing been delivered?" Xie Tangyu packed several boxes of her clothes and transferred them to the Qu family's villa.

Qu Chong told her to live when she was discharged from the hospital.

Since she was invited, she didn't refuse.

Because it was rare for Song Shenyan to agree, Qu Chong asked people to clean up a building in advance, after all, they were grown up daughters, and they definitely couldn't live together, so it was inconvenient.

Song Shenyan's mood was really calm, and when he arrived at Xiaolou's bedroom, he felt a little illusionary as soon as he opened the door.

Because the layout here is similar to the bedroom of Xie Tangyu's villa.

Push open the door to the cloakroom, and the clothes inside are all in the same position.

opened the pajamas, probably the nanny made a mistake, the couple pajamas were hanging there, and Xie Tangyu's clothes were also stuffed in the packing box.

When I take it out, I am familiar with the smell of laundry detergent.

Put it on her nose and smell it, I like it very much, her tears are crackling, and she squats down and cries and collapses.