For Zhao Zhu's death, Song Yong needs to spend too much time to let go.

But there are people who can't let go of it for a lifetime.

Song Boyu met Zhou Xu before leaving, and this time she just wanted to get her own thing back - the divorce certificate.

The document is held in her hand, representing her free body.

Zhou Xu's foot strength is not good, even if he tried his best to hide his disability, but Song Boyu still saw it, Zhao Zhu lost his life for her, Zhou Xu lost his leg for her, she had no one to blame, so she fell into great self-blame every day.

The sun was falling again, but she couldn't feel the warmth anymore.

Zhou Xu stood in front of her, still in the same suit and leather shoes, elegant and elegant, like an intellectual, Song Boyu has admired this kind of person since he was a child, so the first time he met Zhou Xu, he had a good impression of him.

He arrived very early that day, and waited for Song Boyu for thirty more minutes, and when she arrived, he didn't have any impatience or impatience, he got up without hurry, and raised his hand, "Miss Song, hello."

Song Boyu still remembered the amber buttons on his cuffs, and she lowered her eyes, a little distracted.

Zhou Xu called her softly, "Bodhisattva."

"I won't be coming back, this should be the last time we'll see each other." Song Boyu thought, there are some things that still have to be said clearly, "I chose Zhao Zhu that day, I'm sorry......

"You are not sorry because I have suffered an unjustified disaster." Zhou Xu turned around and looked at the bright sunshine, his heart seemed to be burned on it, "If I am willing to die sooner, maybe I won't harm innocent people."

"I'm pestering him."

Song Boyu didn't blame anyone, "I'm the most damned."

His heart seemed to be pierced, Zhou Xu moved his lips, and before he could speak, Song Boyu was about to leave when he walked down the steps, Zhou Xu walked with difficulty, walked down the steps and didn't stand firmly, and almost fell, "Boyu, I admit that it was premeditated to approach you at the beginning, but I didn't want to hurt you."

He has been planning all his life, calculating his father and brother, killing his little mother, and even Ji Qian, but he is sincere to Song Boyu.

"You didn't hurt me, I hurt myself and you." Song Boyu no longer excuses herself, she wants to seek a chance to atone for her sins, but she can't find it anymore.

"Don't you really remember me?"

Zhou Xu didn't have the luxury of courting, and now he just wanted to tell Song Boyu everything, "That year in Yolin, it was raining, and you gave me an umbrella."

At that time, he was abandoned abroad by his father, and the nanny and driver at home were all watching the dishes, knowing that he was an unfavored illegitimate child, and left him in the rain, and he hid under the eaves to avoid the rain, and in such cold weather, he almost thought that he was going to die in the rain.

At the most depressed and miserable time, it was Song Boyu who gave him an umbrella.

He raised his head and remembered Song Boyu's face in a gloomy rain fog, he didn't even say the word thanks, Song Boyu threw himself into the arms of other men, they only had an umbrella, the umbrella was given to Zhou Xu, the man had to prop up his suit and cover her from the rain, the two hid under their clothes and ran into the car on the side of the road.

That was his obsession, and it was the root of his entanglement with her for so long.

Song Boyu frowned slightly, her eyelids were hot from the sun, she recalled for a while, and then remembered that memory, the sourness in her heart came up, and she didn't want to deceive Zhou Xu, "I remember."

That day, Zhao Chai went to work, she went to play, the sudden rain caught people off guard, Zhao Chai brought an umbrella, she was rejoicing, and praised him with a smile for being prescient.

He said lightly, "What a foresight, just look at the weather forecast."

As he spoke, he saw the thin young man hiding from the rain under the eaves, and his benevolent heart couldn't help but attack, "That person looks very cold, and he should have been in the rain for a long time."

Song Boyu then looked at it, "What's the matter with me?"

She is indifferent, but Zhao Zhu is not, he is precocious, he has experienced a lot of trials early, probably because his hands are stained with too many dirty things, so he wants to do something good and accumulate virtue.

"Why don't you give him an umbrella?" He asked Song Boyu.

"Then me

What should we do, don't you?"

Zhao Zhu patiently persuaded him, Song Boyu impatiently went to send the umbrella, the good thing Zhou Xu got was not given by her at all, she couldn't help but smile, laughing at this big misunderstanding, "I didn't want to give the umbrella, it was Zhao Zhu who asked me to give it to you."

Listen up.

Zhou Xu was at a loss for a moment, and Song Boyu added, "Now, we really owe him."

*

After recuperating their bodies, Song Yong and Chu Ying prepared a trip abroad for eight months, counting the days, the child will be born there.

Chu Ying chose the city where Liang Kaiyan was located, she had been in a bad mood since she lost her child, lost the opportunity to be a mother, and was full of expectations for Chu Ying's unborn child.

She is no longer an innocent and ignorant little girl, and now there are more layers of vicissitudes and helplessness in her smile, her hand gently stroked Chu Ying's lower abdomen, gently twitched the tip of her nose, and suppressed the sourness, "I was older at the time, and I had a good name."

"Then let you name this kid too, okay?"

Chu Ying wanted to comfort her in this way, she dragged her chin and shook her head with tears in her eyes, "No, I'm afraid of bad luck, but don't be like me, otherwise my cousin will definitely go crazy."

"Don't say that, how can it be unlucky."

It wasn't her responsibility that her child was gone, but she couldn't forgive herself.

Song Yong went downstairs after chatting with Liang Bing, Liang Kaiyan looked with flashing eyes, his expression was very gloomy, they were no longer the children of the past, and such carefree happy times were in the past after all.

Chu Ying got into the car first, Song Yong chatted with Liang Kaiyan alone, through the car window, her eyes gradually burst into tears, and then as if she was a child, she approached Song Yong's arms and hugged him and cried.

Seeing his beloved sister being let down, losing her child, and witnessing Zhao Zhu's death, it was difficult for Song Yong to get better in this sad environment.

Chu Ying prayed for the safe birth of this child, which could light up his gloomy life, so she worked hard to recuperate her body and didn't dare to make any mistakes.

I don't know how long it took, Song Yong wiped away Liang Kaiyan's tears, said a lot, and apologized when he got into the car, "Are you in a hurry? Kaiyan was crying, so I comforted me a few more words."

"Yes." Chu Ying could see his sadness, "Isn't it good to be open-faced?"

"It's better than before." Song Yong was worried and depressed.

Chu Ying leaned her chin on his shoulder and kissed him on the cheek, "It's all going to pass."

"I hope."

Song Yong hugged her tightly, and the child in her belly, his heart was beating very slowly, as if numb from pain, "I can't bear anyone's departure anymore."