Song Xiaoxiao fell into a dilemma, it was false to say that she was not moved, but she couldn't decide her life because she was moved, which would be disrespectful to each other. Song Xiaoxiao knew that she had to make a choice, and she couldn't hurt anyone as a result.

The cramped air flows indoors, like the sea affectionately like ups and downs, only self-knowing, the light does not enter, others see it is only regarded as a commotion, so it has been earth-shattering injuries, others see it is just a dust wiped with their hands.

"Brother Sheng, I know you're good to me. This time I walked from the line of death, some things have not been able to figure out, these things are still repeated in my mind, I want a period of time to sort myself out, I hope Brother A Sheng can understand, I can't go back to the carefree Song Xiaoxiao from the past, I have to make money to support me and my mother, although I like you, but I can't always rely on your help, so what is the difference between me and a moth, it will make me feel that I have no self-esteem. ”

"Xiaoxiao, why did you suddenly say this, I have always treated my aunt as my own mother, I don't care."

"Brother Asheng, you know my temper, the things I decide will not change, even if I am with you in the future, I hope that I have the ability to raise my family." Song Xiaoxiao said with a resolute face.

"Okay, then Brother Asheng is waiting for you, if you have any ideas, you have to tell me as soon as possible." Looking at Song Xiaoxiao's stubborn expression, Song Sheng couldn't bear to force her at all, so he could only respond.

Perhaps, people who have experienced life and death will really change. This is Song Sheng's explanation of himself.

At the next table, a pair of handsome men and beautiful women.

"Brother Mo, you see that the boy over there failed to propose, alas, it's really pitiful." Tang Youyou muttered a small mouth and said to Ling Anmo.

Of course, Ling Anmo also heard some words from the man and woman next door, and when he heard Tang Youyou say this, he turned his head to look in the direction of Song Xiaoxiao.

The refreshing short hair makes people feel like a spring breeze when they look at it, which is what Ling Anmo felt when he saw Song Xiaoxiao for the first time.

Ling Anmo, the third young master of the Ling family, is also Chen Qiaoan's sworn friend and supporter, with a handsome face with a ruffian smile, likes to wander among all kinds of flowers, and is known as the prodigal son of a wealthy family in the circle.

Tang Youyou is Tang Ruhua's cousin, she has been close to Tang Ruhua since she was a child, she looks like a dog's leg in front of Tang Ru's picture, and she looks like a proud lady outside, of course, she is delicate in front of men, which makes people pity.

Today is Tang Xiaoxiao's funeral, Tang Youyou, who has always been at odds with Tang Xiaoxiao, naturally won't go, and there is no need to even make a show, so he came here to date Ling Anmo, this café happens to be the property of the Ling family.

Tang Youyou has a delicate baby face, but her figure is superb, and Young Master Mo, who has always been known as the prodigal son, will naturally not refuse her.

Song Xiaoxiao didn't see this pair of superb men and women, and still talked to Song Sheng, and firmly told Song Sheng that he was looking for a job.

Perhaps in the eyes of people who don't know the truth, Song Xiaoxiao's performance is a bit impersonal, and he is still sad in the face of such a persistent person.

Before the words were finished, "Forgive me for not sending flowers anymore, the wound should be scarred, and the petals are covered in the cemetery in my heart before I am afraid......" Song Xiaoxiao's mobile phone rang suddenly.

Song Xiaoxiao took out the mobile phone from the bag, the word "Mom" was extremely conspicuous, Song Xiaoxiao quickly connected the phone, "Xiaoxiao, where are you, Mom is a little uncomfortable now, you come back." Lin Jiahui's low voice came from the phone.