The cause and effect were retold to Song Yong, and his expression was full of confusion, and he was half-convinced of what Zhao Zhu said.

Zhao Zhu knew, but Song Yong didn't believe it.

At first, he didn't believe it himself, the people he had followed for so many years wanted his life in exchange for a peace of mind, which was a collapse of faith for him.

"Song Boyu is engaged."

At that banquet, Song Yong participated, Song's father had no abnormality at the wedding banquet, Song Boyu and Zhou Xu were like a pair of wall people, who would have thought that it was Zhao Zhu who sacrificed for this marriage.

Song Yong saw the injuries on Zhao Zhu's body, "I said earlier, Song Boyu, that woman is ruthless, and you have to leave your savings to her and make her homeless." ”

"Boyu doesn't necessarily know." At this time, Zhao Zhu was not disheartened by her.

"She can't change your status quo if she knows it or not." Song Yong asked rhetorically, "Even if she knows, can she leave Mrs. Zhou's identity to help you intercede?" ”

This is something that Song Boyu, who is good at calculation, can't do, and her feelings are always in the back row.

Zhao Chai couldn't refute, "I didn't want her to intercede." ”

"And what are you going to do after that?" Song Yong was a little selfish, and saw the cup used by Zhao Zhu on the coffee table, the dazzling men's clothes on the balcony, and the blankets he was wearing these days, "You can't stay here." ”

This tone was not gentle, obviously because he was a little unhappy with Chu Ying.

Zhao Zhu knew his thoughts, "When the injury is healed, I will leave." ”

"Those people under your command are all human spirits, and it is easy to find them when you live out, I will arrange a place for you, and you will hide for a while."

With the injury, Zhao Zhu still had the heart to tease Song Yong, "Are you in such a hurry to let me go, are you worried about my safety, or are you afraid that I will continue to live with Miss Chu?" ”

"What about living together?" Song Yong didn't think anything would happen to Zhao Zhu and Chu Ying, but her possessiveness didn't allow her to have other men around her, "She only had that talk about Sparrow in her heart." ”

"Do you think so?"

"It's not that I think, it's the truth."

Living here, there is not much communication with Chu Ying, Zhao Zhu is in the living room, she lives in the master bedroom, the only time to meet is at night, in a few words of conversation, Zhao Zhu can feel that Chu Ying is not without feelings for Song Ying, what makes her stop is the gap between the two.

Zhao Zhu wanted to say something for Chu Ying, but there were some things that made sense for Song Yong to find out by himself.

Song Yong stood up, his eyes simply walked through the room, it was not big, but it was neat and warm everywhere, this was probably what Chu Ying longed for, but he couldn't give her a life.

"You take a look at what you want to take first, and I'll go down and wait for you." Before Song Yong left, he specially added, "Don't worry." ”

Chu Ying was downstairs.

Song Yong's steps downstairs were fast, and she walked out of the door of the unit building, her eyes were like magnets, and she was attracted by Chu Ying, she stood under the tree and smoked, holding the cigarette in one hand and gently plucking her hair with the other.

At his feet is a little three-flowered cat, anxiously eating a ham sausage.

It was bought by Chu Ying.

The white smoke rolled up, and the figure under the tree was limp at the waist, without any energy, and looked very lazy, with curly hair growing to the waist, and the evening breeze curled up the ends of the hair and skirt, and the shadows that fell on the ground seemed to have vitality.

Song Yong doesn't like women to smoke.

But Chu Ying is different, she is not a little poem, so she doesn't care what Song Yong likes and echoes him, especially after washing her hair, smoking with a wet body is Chu Ying's interest.

Sensing that someone was watching, Chu Ying looked sideways, her eyes focused, she threw out her cigarette and stepped on it, and walked over.

"Have you talked?"

Song Yong nodded, "I'll take Zhao away tonight." ”

"That'll do." Chu Ying looked at Zhao Zhu, just like a trouble, she didn't have anything to say to Song Yong, nodded and was about to leave.

"I didn't know Xi Ran touched my phone."

This is Song Yong's explanation.

Chu Ying's hair was blown up by the wind, and the hair brushed across Song Yong's face, the incense soaked in the hair was accompanied by the magic of intoxication, and under the misty light, the woman's face was not soft, her expression was cold, "This has nothing to do with me, you just need to take Zhao Zhu away." ”

Song Yong showed a sad expression, "Can you tell me about this?" ”

"Not really." Chu Ying aggravated her resolute coldness, "Don't come again after taking Zhao Zhu away, I have people coming and going here, and there are neighbors downstairs and upstairs, and I can't explain to my husband when I am seen by others." ”

After waiting for so many days, what I was waiting for was still driven away.

Extremely sad, Song Yong couldn't help but laugh, "This is what you want to tell me?" ”

"That's all."

In the grass, the little Sanhua cat finished eating the ham sausage, licked the hair on the side of its mouth, raised its furry paws, and walked towards the feeder, it walked to Chu Ying's feet, first rubbed her with her head, and when she was indifferent, she lay down again, revealing her soft belly.

Chu Ying's attention was diverted, her heart melted, ignoring Song Yong's sadness, half-squatting down, rubbing the belly and body of the three-flower cat.

"You pity a cat, and you don't pity me." Song Yong was hit hard, "You can feed stray cats, you can take Zhao Zhu home to live, wash his clothes with your own hands, cover him with your used blankets, he eats the food you cooked with your own hands, you haven't done this to me." ”

At the end of his words, he seemed to be crying, and all of his words were accusing Chu Ying of treating him unfairly.

Chu Ying was stunned for a moment, and when she looked up at him, the moonlight fell into her eyes, "Song Yong, have you ever had enough to eat since you were a child?" ”

Song Yong's eyes were red, and he didn't speak.

"This cat has it, Zhao Zhuyou has it, you don't, so why do you say I pity you?" At this moment, Chu Ying hated her own reason a little, she was not so emotional, she had too many hard days, where would she put love and love in the first place, "You are already luckier than most people, you just didn't get the love you need." ”

“……”

"How am I going to feel sorry for someone who has everything?" Chu Ying stood up, and her tone was very light when she questioned.

Song Yong's Adam's apple slid down, and his throat choked, "Then what if I have nothing?" ”

Chu Ying couldn't help but be afraid of him, and her words dodged, "How can you have nothing, don't mess around." ”

"If that's how you're willing to leave me more mercy, I'm willing to do it." When he makes up his mind, he is always reckless, Song Yong will not think too much, it is the same as when Chu Ying was locked up, there are impulsive factors, "But you have to keep your promises." ”

It was probably because the moon was too cold and the wind was too light, Chu Ying was actually interested, and wanted to see with her own eyes what Song Yong could do for her, "Okay, as long as you do it, I can accept your proposal." ”