"Hmm." Zhou Yinghuai said lightly: "It's not early, aren't you going back?" ”

Zheng Heng smiled and looked at Zhou Yinghuai, his eyes were calm, but his tone was cold.

"Now that your troubles are solved, can you tell me the ins and outs of Song Zhaozhao's matter."

Tang Xianpin tasted, and sighed for a while: "There is something to do with the co-authorship, but I don't have anything, just a pure escort?" ”

As he spoke, he stood up with a sigh and said, "I won't accompany you, I just got a few paintings at home, I'll go back and take a look first, and you two will talk slowly!" ”

Only Zheng Heng and Zhou Yinghuai were left in the hall.

The former pretended to be calm, but his eyes were clearly urgent that could not be concealed, he gritted his teeth, looked at Zhou Yinghuai, and said, "Tell me, what is going on." ”

"You really want to hear it?" Zhou Yinghuai raised his eyes casually, with a faint expression: "Song Zhaozhao sent you to the police station last time, I thought that now, you won't want to know about her." ”

There is some irony in this statement.

Zheng Heng is proud and arrogant, his eyes are above the top in this life, and he has hardly suffered losses.

He also felt that he should slowly let go, everything about Song Zhaozhao was nothing more than a whim obsession.

During the period when Song Zhaozhao went abroad and had no news, Zheng Heng had always comforted himself like this.

But one cannot deceive oneself about one's life.

Zheng Heng's throat rolled rapidly, his eyes were indescribably dark, looking at Zhou Yinghuai, his eyes were full of depression, he said: "I don't want to be like this, Zhou Yinghuai, I'm fucking cheap, I want to know what's wrong with her." ”

Zhou Yinghuai looked at Zheng Heng's suppressed and painful expression, as if it was the truest side of himself under the calm skin mask of countless days and nights.

It's just that he is better at covering up than Zheng Heng.

Zhou Yinghuai briefly explained the causes and consequences of the incident to Zheng Heng.

Zheng Heng's face became more and more ugly, his expression was uneasy, and he was extremely forbearing: "Then Song Zhaozhao is okay now?" ”

"Jiang Tan and Su Yue accompanied her to find Zhao Yan's parents tonight, but" Zhou Yinghuai said lightly: "You and I both understand that it is difficult to have results." ”

Zheng Heng naturally understands.

He lost his words for a moment, and after a long silence, he slowly got up.

His voice was hoarse, and he said softly, "It's not early, you can rest first." ”

Zhou Yinghuai knew that Zheng Heng was only here for Song Zhaozhao's affairs, but now that he heard the cause and effect, he naturally had no reason to stay.

He nodded, and his voice was indifferent: "I'll let the housekeeper send you." ”

Zheng Heng said yes, and his heart was like numbness.

He walked a few steps, suddenly stopped and looked at Zhou Yinghuai.

His eyes were struggling, that overcolored face, at this time the emotions on it seemed to be clouded, the proud young master pursed his lips, and his voice was hoarse: "Thank you Jiang Tan for this matter, I will remember all these things she did." ”

It's a thank-you.

There is a deep feud between Zheng Heng and Jiang Tan, no matter what the reason is, it is very rare for Zheng Heng to say this now.

Zhou Yinghuai looked at Zheng Heng's struggling eyebrows, and said lightly: "I know." ”

"And." Zheng Heng's eyelashes drooped, his expression was not real, but his tone was dyed with caution.

He said: "What happened at the beginning was that I couldn't stand Jiang Tan anymore, I was sorry for her, it was my fault." ”

Zhou Yinghuai's eyebrows moved slightly, and he spoke, his emotions not revealed: "Zheng Heng, I have no way to forgive you for Jiang Tan." ”

Zheng Heng opened his mouth, wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he didn't say anything and turned to leave.

This night is destined to be inevitable.

Zheng Heng left from Zhou Yinghuai's residence, and the ghost sent him to the downstairs of Song Zhaozhao's apartment.

The little girl blacked him out eight hundred years earlier, Zheng Heng is a high-spirited person, and it is impossible to die begging for nothing, just begging her to turn back.

So after that unhappy breakup, the two completely broke off contact.

At this moment, Zheng Heng was standing under the apartment building, and after a long struggle in his heart, he finally heard the compromise in his heart.

He walked to the convenience store on the side, and used the public phone inside to dial Song Zhaozhao's number.

It only rang a few times before the number was connected.

Zheng Heng heard Song Zhaozhao's voice coming from the earpiece, hoarse, and was depressed when he heard it.

She said, "Hello, who is it?" ”

Zheng Heng's heart sank, there was an indescribable depression, his hand holding the earpiece tightened, and after that, he spoke in a low voice, breathing heavily: "Song Zhaozhao, I miss you very much." ”

Song Zhaozhao thought, this day is really rare and chic.

Zhao Yan's biological parents didn't care about their daughter's death, and Young Master Zheng, a proud man, suddenly learned to bow his head.

Song Zhaozhao didn't know what to say for a while.

And Zheng Heng pulled the corners of his lips, a bitter smile, and said, "Song Zhaozhao, I'm sorry, I was wrong, can we start again?" ”

Song Zhaozhao thought that Jiang Tan was indeed very backbone.

After being able to grovel and take care of Zhou Yinghuai like this, he was still unmoved.

And what about her?

Zheng Heng just said 'I'm sorry', and her tears fell.

Song Zhaozhao opened her mouth, her nasal voice was very heavy, she gritted her teeth, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth: "Zheng Heng, don't pretend to be pitiful with me!" ”

"Didn't pretend" Zheng Heng raised his eyebrows self-deprecatingly and glanced at the deserted convenience store.

"I'm standing in this convenience store, there is no one beside me, Zhaozhao, if I didn't hear your voice, I would even feel that I was abandoned by the whole world, I am indeed pitiful now."

"You're going to give yourself a step." Song Zhaozhao sneered, but her voice couldn't be as cold and hard as ever, she said, "Zheng Heng, I can't be your lover anymore." ”

"Didn't Zhou Yinghuai want to fall in love with Jiang Tan? The kind of serious thing. ”

Zheng Heng clenched the earpiece in his hand again, he whispered and said very seriously: "Song Zhaozhao, I also want to fall in love with you, and I will talk about it seriously." ”

Song Zhaozhao didn't know what to say for a while.

And Zheng Heng continued: "I wasn't good enough to you before, I will change it in the future, Zhaozhao, if you give me a little time, I can do well." ”

Song Zhaozhao thought that it must be because of Zhao Yan's incident that she became fragile and sensitive.

At this moment, she burst into tears in Zheng Heng's words of promise.

In this life, people are always getting and losing, losing and gaining. She suddenly wanted to gamble, betting that this person named Zheng Heng really turned around and wanted to love her well.