These days, he knows all these bits and pieces of the Song family, and he doesn't think it's necessary to ignore them, and now he kicks his nose in the face.

Song Yin propped his elbows on the edge of the table, bent his arms on his head, lowered his eyebrows and couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could clearly feel that the aura around him had changed.

The air froze because of his silence.

The Song family's branch industries are located in many countries, but the headquarters is in Europe, like Li Jin.

I don't know when I'll be back.

Song Yin closed his eyes and let out a long, heavy sigh.

"You go get busy first."

The assistant nodded respectfully and left.

Before leaving, he still had something to say to Duan Hanshuang as a final farewell.

The next evening, Duan Hanshuang appeared at the café as promised.

Song Yin sat by the window, stirring coffee, his eyes lowered, and his expression was so indifferent that he couldn't see any emotion.

He stared for a long time, caught a glimpse of someone sitting across from him out of the corner of his eye, and only then raised his head after reacting.

"You're here."

Duan Hanshuang saw a hint of gloom from the moment he raised his head, and before he could sit down, he asked, "Is something wrong?"

Song Yin was stunned for a moment, then pulled his lips and shook his head: "No, are you okay?" Bo Yunxiu didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Duan Hanshuang's eyes dodged slightly for a moment, as a good friend who helped her in times of difficulty, she didn't want to hide anything.

But as this emotional entanglement, she can't say.

Duan Hanshuang shook his head lightly and lowered his head, "No."

"If you encounter any danger or difficulty, be sure to let me know as soon as possible."

Song Yin stared at her eyes urgently, wanting to read some useful information from her eyes as he finished speaking.

After a moment he gave up, his slightly tense expression relaxed.

Also, Duan Hanshuang has never liked him, and it would be a loss of proportion to say such things.

Song Yin realized it, and hurriedly added: "You know, I have a good relationship with Li Jin, and Xi Mingyue is your good friend, if something happens to you, Xi Mingyue can't give Li Jin a good look, he has to torture me if he is uncomfortable, so ......."

So his help is only separated by this relationship, although it is a bit far-fetched.

Duan Hanshuang saw through it and didn't say it, now that Bo Yunxiu is back, the ambiguous relationship between the two is now clear.

Even if Bo Yunxiu doesn't come back, this relationship will have a clear day sooner or later, and now they haven't come together, and after Song Yin leaves, it will be even more impossible.

Song Yin wanted to say goodbye to today as the last face, looking at her face, the words that came to her mouth now had no courage, stuck in her throat, and she wanted to stop talking.

"You ......"

The two glanced at each other, and opened their mouths in unison, and the air suddenly froze.

Song Yin chuckled lightly and said softly, "You speak first."

Duan Hanshuang pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I will take care of myself and will not let ...... Mingyue is worried."

Hearing this, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting, "That would be the best."

"You and Bo Yunxiu ......" he lowered his head, his voice so low that he was almost inaudible.

As soon as he asked, he regretted it, but Duan Hanshuang had already opened his mouth to answer, "My private affairs, I will take care of them."

The calm voice reveals a strong sense of alienation, and the relationship between the two cannot be more obvious.

Song Yin's words of concern could no longer be said, and he pulled the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a smile: "Okay......

Duan Hanshuang: "Did something happen when you called me out today?"

"I'm going back......

Duan Hanshuang's hand on his lap suddenly trembled, and a different color flashed in his eyes, and he smiled unnaturally: "Really...... Then go back and stay safe......

"When I go back, I probably won't come back."

Duan Hanshuang nodded stiffly, "Hmm...... Your home is there, so naturally you have to go back."

It was like saying it to him, and it was more like a comforting word to himself.

"I ......" Song Yin subconsciously wanted to refute, but stopped her words when she looked at the calm in her eyes, and a faint sadness appeared in her eyes.

"So no one will bother you in the future, aren't you happy now?"

Duan Hanshuang's slender eyebrows frowned slightly, there was a sadness between his eyebrows, and his tone was a little helpless: "You misunderstood, I don't blame you."

"I just don't want people to gossip, I'm a doctor, let alone a public figure."

"Actually, you don't need to have such a heavy professional baggage, you are a doctor, your duty is to treat diseases and save people, but you are not allowed to move your feelings, and you must follow your heart in terms of feelings."

Song Yin's eyes flashed with eagerness, "You don't stick to the rules and regulations of the outside world."

"Like is like, dislike is dislike, I know this is absolute, but clear feelings need to be cut through the mess quickly."

Duan Hanshuang hooked his lips: "The topic is off."

Song Yin was slightly stunned, the light in his eyes also disappeared, his shoulders slackened, and he was silent without saying a word.

Both of them tacitly agreed that they didn't speak, and they were both churning the coffee in their cups with their heads down.

Watch as the black liquid spins rapidly and forms a whirlpool, gradually descending and descending......

Just like Song Yin's eyes, they became darker and darker, until they reached the bottomless ink.

The air temperature is still dropping, and the frost is suddenly opening up when it is approaching freezing:

"When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning at seven o'clock." Song Yin followed up almost in the next second.

It was as if the answer had been prepared for a long time, just waiting for her to ask.

Now it's finally time to ask.

"So early?" Duan Hanshuang thought of what Bo Yunxiu said, and a faint worry rose between his eyebrows: "Is your company in serious trouble?"

"I can't help much, but if you want to tell, I'm honored to be your tree hole."

Song Yin held her tightly when she was in the most difficult time, and the grace of dripping water was reciprocated, and she should have doubled it back.

Song Yin's status is there, and what Duan Hanshuang can help may be in terms of confiding.

When the words fell, a smile finally appeared on Song Yin's face, and he grinned and said, "It's okay, you don't have to worry, I can solve those problems!"

What Bo Yunxiu said was different from what he showed.

Duan Hanshuang was not reluctant, and nodded at the corners of his mouth.

Falling into a deep groan again, Duan Hanshuang hesitated again and again and said, "Tomorrow morning...... Shall I send you off?"

It's already good to be able to say goodbye to her, Song Yin suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and nodded busily, "I can have you to see me off, and I won't feel bored on the plane back!"

Duan Hanshuang's heart chuckled, this is not right, things can't develop like this.

"Why is there only me, as well as Mingyue and Li Jin! They'll be sure to send you off, too."

Song Yin's expression sank visibly with the naked eye, and he stared at Duan Hanshuang and said in a deep voice, "I didn't tell Li Jin."

I'll just tell you.

Duan Hanshuang's fist at the bottom of his sleeve clenched even tighter, and he didn't look at Song Yin's eyes, only to feel that two blazing lights were about to burn his skin, and it was hot and hot.

"If you're not happy, be sure to tell me."

His tone was pleading, and Duan Hanshuang trembled in his heart as he listened.

She can't be a burden to others, and she shouldn't shout at Song Yin to bear anything.

She built all her psychological precautions, raised her head, and said in a relaxed tone: "I don't have anything bad, the only regret is that I didn't listen to my father call me a daughter, and I didn't be filial to him well, and I don't have anything bad about me." Z.br>

Song Yin opened her mouth, and her words made people speechless.

Duan Hanshuang: "Do you have anything else to tell me?"

"No more ......"

"Then I'll go first," Duan Hanshuang got up and took a deep breath

sighed, "I'll show up at the airport on time tomorrow morning."

"See you tomorrow."

Song Yin nodded hesitantly, and hurriedly got up when he thought of something: "I'll send you!"

"No," Duan Hanshuang looked at him, "I want to walk alone."

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The black curtain shrouded in moonlight and a hint of starlight, decorated by the lights on the side of the road and the neon lights of high-rise buildings, looked stiff in the hustle and bustle of traffic.

Duan Hanshuang opened the door, the light inside was on, and he subconsciously grabbed the bag in his hand and set his eyes on the man sitting on the sofa.

She was not mentally prepared, and subconsciously took a few steps back, fell on the shoe cabinet in the back, and her back was hit painfully.

She frowned in pain, "How did you get in?" How do you know the password to my house?"

"Is your password hard to guess?" Bo Yunxiu glanced at her, and the depth in those narrow eyes was eager to see through her.

Duan Hanshuang was in front of him, and he often had a kind of all-round transparency standing in his eyes, and there was no secret that could be hidden.

She also hated the feeling of being pinched, like a fish on a chopping board, to be slaughtered.

The man's gaze slowed over her, from bottom to top, and finally landed on her face, "Where did you go?"

"Song Yin is leaving tomorrow, and I'll send him off." Duan Hanshuang didn't intend to hide it, and he couldn't hide it.

Bo Yunxiu wears an irregular design shirt, blue stitched with white stripes, and the collar of the shirt is embroidered with dark lines, which echo the dark lines on the cuffs.

He stood up and approached her, wearing vintage mage trousers, which had been replaced by buttons on both sides of the traditional belt, which made him more gentlemanly and neat, and his steady steps all revealed a noble atmosphere.

"He's supposed to go," he stopped as he walked over to her, looking down and touching her little face, "So you're upset?"

"Nope!" She replied almost immediately, her voice cold, a tinge of violence compared to the detachment.

"It's better not to have it, or ......."

"Or you'll kill me."

Bo Yunxiu closed his eyes and pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, "Why do you say such things again?"

"If you don't like to hear it, then sew my mouth shut so I won't upset you again!"

Looking at her appearance of not getting in oil and salt, the anger in Bo Yunxiu's heart was all attributed to Song Yin, and there was a trace of danger in his eyes.

He lifted his frosty chin and leaned down to rest on her lips.

Duan Hanshuang was like a piece of wood standing in place, without resistance or pandering, just an empty shell without a soul.

In response to his words, he imprisoned her, and he didn't want to get anything except her body.