"Chat online? No, I'm slow to type, saying that I don't like to chat with people on the Internet, so I play cards and fight landlords. ”

Seeing Song Ci ask like this, Zhao Changqing also showed doubts.

"Nothing special?" Song Ci asked.

"No, it's all the same as usual." After Zhao Changqing recalled carefully, he didn't find anything special.

"That's ......" Song Ci looked at Zhao Changqing, and willow leaf patterns appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Zhao Changqing also saw it, and his heart was immediately alert, but before he could react, he felt in a trance and didn't know anything.

He didn't know anything, but Song Ci knew it very well, and with a drowning-like feeling of suffocation, Song Ci felt that his vision suddenly changed.

He was in an office at this time.

The office covers an extremely wide area, with hundreds of square meters, Song Ci looked around, this is a president's office, and the furnishings are extremely simple.

There is also a set of exquisite kung fu tea sets on the sofa, coffee table, and coffee table, and then there is a big president's desk, Zhao Changqing is sitting behind the desk, staring at the computer with a focused expression, clicking the mouse.

The desk was also empty, except for the computer, which was a huge glazed golden toad.

But in the whole office, the most conspicuous thing is the huge bookshelf behind Zhao Changqing, the bookshelf is neatly and neatly full of tomes, but looking at Zhao Changqing's appearance, he doesn't look like a person reading books, so these books are all used for decoration, and even just a shell is possible.

Song Ci bypassed the huge desk and came to Zhao Changqing's back, only to see that he was fighting the landlord with a focused expression.

As time went by, he found that Zhao Changqing really didn't lie, and after almost two hours, he saw him say three sentences, and they were all a few words.

"Speed."

“※※※。”

“※※※。”

Three sentences, two sentences were blocked by the system, and the other three people, also only a few words, are all urging speed to play cards, and there is nothing abnormal, Song Ci feels strange.

Halfway through, he answered a phone call, which was from the front desk of the company, asking him what he had for lunch.

Yes, Zhang Changqing's security company, the front desk also has a part-time secretary, and there are too few main things, and there is nothing to do on weekdays.

The phone was also very ordinary, and Song Ci didn't hear anything special.

So he looked around the office again, and he didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

However, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows attracted Song Ci's attention.

Song Ci walked over and found that the field of vision was extremely broad, and there was a feeling of looking down on Jiangcheng, and the vehicles and pedestrians on the ground were like ants.

Not far from the building is a lush park, with a semi-circular lake in the center of the park, which looks like an emerald embedded in the greenery.

"I really know how to choose a place."

With such a view, Song Ci also had to sigh, Zhao Changqing, who is so coarse, really knows how to choose a place.

At this moment, a bell suddenly sounded in Song Ci's ears, and Song Ci followed the sound to look, and there was a bell tower faintly between the high-rise buildings.

This bell tower is known to Song Ci, which is one of the landmark buildings in Jiangzhou City, the big bell tower, which has a history of nearly 40 years.

In the past 40 years, conscientious and conscientious, every day on time to tell the time, the city was small, the bell of the big bell tower is still very useful.

However, as the city expanded, tall buildings were erected, and the bell tower became more and more nonexistent.

But no matter what, after all, it has existed for nearly forty years, and the people of Jiangzhou City are also accustomed to its bells.

At this moment, Song Ci suddenly heard the sound of movement behind him, and saw Zhao Changqing suddenly stand up with a sluggish expression, looking straight at the position of the floor-to-ceiling window.

In Song Ci's surprised eyes, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, then opened the ventilation window next to him, climbed up with agility that did not match his age, and jumped down without the slightest hesitation.

This is in Zhao Changqing's memory, Song Ci will naturally not be stupid enough to go up and stop it and do some useless work.

However, as Zhao Changqing landed, the feeling of drowning came up again, and Song Ci instantly withdrew from Zhao Changqing's memory.

And Zhao Changqing, who returned to reality, saw that a pale green willow leaf pattern appeared in the corner of Song Ci's eyes, and then nothing happened, and he was still puzzled.

Unaware of it, Song Ci had read the memory before he died.

Song Ci pinched his eyebrows, and was about to ask about the bell when two little girls appeared in their field of vision.

Tang Die and Fan Wan came together.

"Hey, it's really strange, two little tricks, it's really cute, what about your parents?" Zhao Changqing began to talk cheaply again.

He not only has a cheap mouth, but also a cheap hand, and when he saw Fan Wan's little face, he reached out and wanted to pinch her little face.

Fan Wan was not polite to him, and directly gave him a hammer.

Zhao Changqing immediately let out a miserable scream, and collapsed to the ground like a mess of mud.

He felt that his whole person was thrown into a meat grinder, grinding the flesh and blood of his whole body to pieces, but his consciousness was still very clear, and he could feel the sharp pain in every part of his body, this pain went deep into the bone marrow, no, it was a pain that went deep into the soul.

Because of the severe pain, his whole body, like a TV being interfered with by a signal, produces snowflakes, giving people the feeling that they will collapse at any time.

But Song Ci knew that the other party was just suffering, and Fan Wan was not so trivial that the other party's soul was scattered.

And when he saw Tang Die and Fan Wan coming together, he knew that there must be news about the matter he had asked for, so he looked at the two of them with excitement.

Without waiting for Song Ci to ask, Tang Die took out a letter from his pocket.

The letter was still the same letter, but the back of the letter was densely packed, full of familiar handwriting, Song Ci'an held back his excitement and reached out to take it.

As Song Ci took it, the letter turned from nothingness into a substance and fell on Song Ci's fingertips.

"Thank you, thank you both." Song Ci said.

"You're welcome." Tang Die whispered.

"Hmph."

Fan Wan turned her head and expressed her disdain, but her eyes were secretly aimed at Song Ci.

Song Ci retreated to the bench and sat down, only then did he open the letter in his hand, he didn't sit and read, he was really worried that he would fall down if he was too excited.

His hands trembled a little and opened the letter in his hand, and what caught his eye was the familiar handwriting, at this moment, Song Ci felt that his nose was a little sour, and his eyes were moist.

Take a deep breath and the first sentence comes into view.

Honey (crossed out)

Dog thing, did you miss me? Without me by your side, have you let go of yourself, and when you see a beautiful girl, you will come forward to talk, and when you see a big girl and a little daughter-in-law, you will stick it up......

Yun Chuyao's letter is also divided into three parts.

The first part warns him in a familiar tone of Song Ci, but the vinegar in the words is about to overflow from the paper, but at the same time it is full of love, because only love will be jealous.

The second part is to ask about Nuan Nuan's situation, from how tall Nuan Nuan is now, to how much Nuan Nuan eats, how many times a day to drink water, etc., in great detail.

The third part asks about the parents of both parties.

Throughout the article, there was no mention of Song Ci's chances, and there was no question of when he would be able to meet Song Ci.

Only a few words at the end to express her heart.

"If you don't abandon me, I won't leave."

well

- Haruka

A letter, there is not a word of love, but Song Ci reads full of love from it.

The love for him, the love for his daughter, and the love for his parents ended with a simple word "well".

But it is Yun Chuyao's greatest wish and most sincere blessing.

Before I knew it, tears crept up my cheeks.