Song Ci had a ridiculous idea in his heart: Could it be that Zhou Yong still misses himself?

No!

As soon as this idea appeared, it was ruthlessly extinguished by Song Ci.

Not to mention now, even in the past, Song Ci clearly knew that he was just a dispensable existence for Zhou Yong.

His heart was only steadily occupied by the weak and fragile white moonlight.

But why did Zhou Yong keep these irrelevant things?

Is it the same as yourself, but you just forgot?

She knew Zhou Yong, what he didn't like, he would definitely not stay for a second longer.

So does it prove that even now, he does not resist these things they once replied, and even has some nostalgia.

Song Ci stared at it for a long time, but he still couldn't help but open the album.

Their original wedding photos were taken by the top professionals in the industry.

So much so that the two who started their marriage in a contractual relationship look strangely intimate.

Holding hands, hugging, kissing.

A photo was turned over by Song Ci, and those pictures that had long been sealed in her heart seemed to appear in front of her eyes again.

On a sunny afternoon, Zhou Yong also used such gentle eyes to worry about whether his ankle would hurt.

At that time, although she didn't know what it was like to be in love, her heart was also vaguely sore.

The memories came to an abrupt end.

Song Ci closed the heavy album and put it back in place as casually as possible.

She originally thought that Zhou Yong would throw away all these things after the divorce, but the result was beyond her expectations.

And Zhou Yong's help to herself during this period of time is also vivid, and for a while, she has some mixed feelings in her heart.

However, Song Ci did not forget the main purpose of coming over this time, and after a short silence, he began to rummage through the important documents.

It didn't take long for her to find it.

It seems that Zhou Yong has already signed it, but he didn't get it from the company, so it will make the other party anxious.

Just as Song Ci was about to leave with the documents, the sound of the combination lock suddenly came from outside the door.

Song Ci's expression was momentarily flustered, and before she could do anything, the door was pushed open.

Zhou Yong looked at Song Ci, who was embarrassed with the documents, and some inexplicable emotions crossed his eyes.

His expression was faint, and he looked up and down at Song Ci, who could be called an "uninvited guest".

"Don't get me wrong, I just can't get you to get the papers."

For fear that he would misunderstand something, Song Ci spoke quickly.

Her palms holding the papers were sweating slightly.

In fact, after seeing the photos and traces that were carefully stored by Zhou Yong, Song Ci suddenly felt a little difficult to face him.

On the one hand, it's as if I spied on some secret while the owner wasn't there.

On the other hand, she couldn't guess what Zhou Yu was thinking in his heart.

He always used his resolute means to force her to do something she didn't want to do, and in the end, both of them were unhappy and broke up.

But those cherished memories deeply touched Song Ci's heart.

"Oh, my phone turned off automatically, I probably didn't get the message."

Zhou Yong suddenly explained a few words, but Song Ci didn't delve into it, after all, it is common for mobile phones to run out of battery.

The two of them froze in place, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little unspeakably awkward.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to ask a few words, a weak and subtle female voice came from outside the door, "Zhou Yong, I'm coming in." ”

Immediately afterwards, Song Ci saw Jiang Zhenzhen come in through the door, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, staring intently at Zhou Yong.

Song Ci looked at the slightly pale but delicate face, and sighed in his heart, if he was really sick, Xizi won three points.

"Thank you for bringing me back, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do."

She smiled and grabbed Zhou Yong's arm, her eyes full of happiness.

Jiang Zhenzhen's shy words of thanks came from his ears, and Song Ci only felt that he who had hesitated a few seconds ago was an out-and-out fool.

She really softened her heart a little just now.

For that scumbag!

Song Ci took a few deep breaths, so that he would not be unsteady, and squeezed the document in his hand.

Jiang Zhenzhen seemed to turn a blind eye, took the initiative to approach Song Ci, and said pitifully: "Won't I bother you too much?" ”

Hearing this, Song Ci's gaze also fell on Zhou Yong, who had not spoken for a long time.

He frowned slightly, but did not stop, "It's okay, you go in first and have a good rest." ”

For her, Zhou Yong was so indulgent.

Song Ci suddenly recalled his original self, pampered and willful, and Zhou Yong accepted it silently.

She thought that Zhou Yong was special to herself, but the reality gave Song Ci a heavy blow one after another.

"Hey, who is this?"

Jiang Zhenzhen had a sweet smile on the corner of his lips, as if he had just discovered Song Ci and tilted his head in confusion.

"Why are you in his house?"

From an outsider's point of view, I'm afraid it's very similar to the drama of catching a traitor in the main palace.

Song Ci smiled self-deprecatingly, glanced at the silent Zhou Yong, and said in a faint voice: "Come and get some documents, it won't delay your good deeds, don't worry." ”

She really didn't bother to see how the pair of "wall people" showed affection, so she simply raised her feet and left.

"Wait a minute."

Zhou Yong opened his mouth abruptly, reaching out to take Song Ci's arm.

Sensing his movements, Song Ci sneered and dodged, using documents to isolate the two.

"Mr. Zhou, please respect yourself, I'm afraid it's not good to be so close to other women in front of her."

Hearing the ridicule in her words, Zhou Yong pressed his eyebrows: "No." ”

His expression was a little gloomy, and he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Song Ci.

"Also, the photos in Mr. Zhou's room can also be thrown away as soon as possible, saving the eyes of some sick seedlings, and finally blaming me."

Song Ciyang said it freely, the anger in his heart was almost vented, and he stepped on the hatred of the sky and left in a dashing manner.

As the door slammed shut, the green tendons on Zhou Yi's forehead also flare.

"Zhou Yong, what's going on?"

Jiang Zhen really seemed to be frightened, and his eyes were moist and he stretched out his hand to pull Zhou Yi.

Such a pitiful delicate girl, if she were someone else, I am afraid that she would have held it in the palm of her hand to appease her.

But Zhou Yong just glanced at her, and dodged the action without a trace: "You rest first, and I will send someone to send you back later." ”

After speaking, he strode away, leaving only a back without hesitation.

Jiang Zhenzhen bit her lip and squeezed her palms very tightly.

Song Ci.

If she wasn't in the room just now, maybe she could take this opportunity to get closer to Zhou Yi.

But everything was ruined by that woman!

She is arrogant, even pampered.

But Zhou Yong treated her as if he had no temper, and he could always easily appease Song Ci's emotions.

The person who saw all this in his eyes was none other than Jiang Zhenzhen.

That's why she deliberately said those words just now, trying to break Song Ci's proud heart.

As a result, the other party didn't take it seriously at all, and scolded Zhou Yonglian with his nose.

Jiang Zhenzhen felt an irrepressible sense of crisis in his heart.

It seems that she must act as soon as possible......