Sweet Wedding Diary with An Shao

When Xia Yumo left, she remembered something and looked back at Xia Yu's cell phone lying on the ground, she picked it up and put it in her pocket.

This kind of thing, even if it is broken, can't be thrown away, because there will be a lot of things in the phone.Maybe, if there were any secrets, maybe there were some pictures, maybe someone would pick it up and take a look.

"Whose phone is that?" An Hanchen asked Xia Yu?
"Xiaoyu's." Bai Yumo nodded.

An Hanchen frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Maybe we should fix this phone."

Bai Yumo understood what An Hanchen meant.

Cell phones record a lot of things.

The phone was fixed the same day.Secretary Liu put the repaired phone on Bai Yumo's table.

Bai Yumo turned on the phone, she knew she was peeking at Xia Yu's privacy, this is wrong. But
After all, I opened my phone's photo gallery.Only the first photo was taken with Li Jianhong, which was more like posing, but only the photo of Xia Yu and Song Rongcheng was left behind after turning around.

In the pics, she's still a black ponytail, or when she's going head-to-head with Sung Jung-sung, or when she's playing a game together, or when she rolls her eyes on purpose, or...much, much more.
Why a woman who said she didn't give her heart at all and said she didn't like it left so many pictures of Song Jung Sung?
Bai Yumo didn't continue to refuse, and there was no need to refuse. In fact, just one was enough to prove everything.

She suddenly wanted to cry, suddenly felt sorry for Xia Yu, and suddenly wanted to ask, since she likes it so much, why didn't she try to forgive Song Rongcheng once?

Why do you torture yourself, but also torture each other?
As she said that she wanted to cry, a drop of tear really fell from the corner of her eye, she quickly wiped it off, walked towards An Hanchen's office, knocked on the door and entered the room.

"Why are you crying?" An Hanchen looked at her red and swollen eyes and asked nervously.

He put down his pen and looked up at Bai Yumo

Bai Yumo showed An Hanchen the photos of Xia Yu and Song Rongcheng in her mobile phone.She said, "Han Chen, Xiao Yu likes Song Rongcheng, really likes him."

An Hanchen calmed down.He knew how Bai Yumo felt.He asked, "What did you decide to do?"

"I...I don't know."

"Would you like to show this photo to Song Rongcheng? He has always been sad because Xia Yu said 'it's just a game'." He always wondered if Xia Yu had no sincerity. "

But do you want to show Song Jung Sung?

"Show him." Bai Yumo said.

give them a chance.Since she could give herself and An Hanchen a chance, why not give Xia Yu and Song Rongcheng a chance?

Bai Yumo and An Hanchen left work early, An Hanchen called Song Rongcheng
"Hey, where are you?"

Song Rongcheng's words are not clear, and even his voice has a hangover.He said lightly: "I don't know where I am. Maybe it's a night lover. It's been a long time! You see, when you divorced, we were the only ones with you. My sister-in-law left and Sophie also went back, but I Second-rate……"

He still wanted to continue talking, but An Hanchen hung up the phone with a dark face. Even if this kid was drunk, he shouldn't talk nonsense. He didn't talk about what happened at that time to stir up conflicts between him and Bai Yumo.
"Where is he?" Bai Yumo asked.

"It should be at his house." An Hanchen replied.

The two got into the car together and drove to Song Rongcheng's house.

Bai Yumo hesitated a little.She needed some kind of support, so she asked, "Hanchen, I'm doing this, but is it right?"

There is no need for outsiders to intervene in other people's feelings. Maybe Xiao Yu doesn't want Song Rongcheng to know his heart and his truth? "Yumo, there is nothing wrong with that. We are just passers-by. These photos will not be changed just because we provided them." An Hanchen said.

Although Bai Yumo agreed with An Hanchen's statement, he was still uncertain in his heart.

When she got out of the car, her hand lightly grabbed An Hanchen's sleeve.

An Hanchen took this little action into consideration, and immediately took Bai Yumo's hand.

When An Hanchen believed that Song Rongcheng was at home, he kept ringing the doorbell.

After a long time, the drunk Song Rongcheng finally came over and opened the door.Song Rongcheng stood unsteadily, leaning against the wall, and asked doubtfully, "Little sister-in-law, why are you here?"

Consciousness is not yet clear
He stepped aside, staggered into the room, and said, "Come in..."

Went into the house and it was full of wine bottles littered around.Song Young Sung seems to have been drinking since he got back from the restaurant.

Bai Yumo and An Hanchen sat down on the sofa, and Song Rongcheng was going to hand them two bottles of wine directly.However, when he found that they were all empty bottles.

Confirming that there was no more wine, Song Rongcheng shook and stood up. ".No wine. Wait. I. Go get it for you..."

Bai Yumo stood up with a very long voice. "Don't drink Song Rongcheng, Xiao Yu is leaving tomorrow."

Song Rongcheng obviously paused, but then he didn't seem to hear, and he continued to walk in the direction of the refrigerator.

He produced four more bottles of wine.

Open wine.

He said, "Drink!"

Bai Yumo added, "I know you're not completely drunk." You know what I mean, don't you? "

Song Rongcheng didn't seem to hear anything, just shouted, "Drink, drink."

Bring the bottle directly to your mouth and pour it down.

Bai Yumo was very anxious.She continued, "Xiao Yu, she really likes you. She has given her heart. Maybe you should try again. Drinking alone is useless. You are sad, she can't see..."

Bai Yumo said a lot, but Song Rongcheng remained indifferent, as if the only thing left in his world was his wine.

Sometimes, a person has to pretend to be deaf while the others can't hear anything.

An Hanchen tugged Bai Yumo, signaling her not to speak.

Then he said coldly: "Yumo, let's go." Song Rongcheng is a coward.He couldn't believe that Xia Yu would like him.He is afraid of losing..." After saying that, he turned and left.

Later, Song Jung-seong finally said, "I have nothing to fear. I'm afraid of failure. It's a joke. She said it's a game. Am I still afraid of failure? Isn't she leaving? I thought she didn't believe me. Xia It wasn't like this before the rain. If you want to go, go, I won't be sad. Go, go..."

It seems that I have seen everything clearly, but the sad tone makes me want to cry.

An Hanchen turned around and continued to calmly say, "Since you don't care? Why do you still drink so much?"

"Drink it if you want..." Still making the last sophistry.

"Okay, Yumo, let's let him drink, we don't need to show him the photos." When An Hanchen finished speaking, he stopped Bai Yumo's waist to leave.

Song Rongcheng seemed to wake up, looked up and asked, "Photo, what photo?"

An Hanchen and Bai Yumo always stood up.

Bai Yumo glanced at An Hanchen, then took out the repaired phone from her pocket and came to Song Rongcheng. She flipped the phone's photo album to Song Rongcheng.
The first photo with Li Jianhong was deleted by Bai Yumo without authorization.

When Song Rongcheng saw it, his heart suddenly became angry. "Is this the photo you're talking about?" Smiling sarcastically, "Xia Yu had shown it to me earlier, and she said I'm no different from Li Jianhong. Hey, this is the photo."

Bai Yumo said softly, "Don't refuse to look down."

Song Rongcheng's finger slid on the phone screen.At first glance, his facial expression keeps changing.It's not just a sarcastic smile or a bitter smile.His eyes are unbelievable.

How is it possible, how is it possible.
The photos are all about myself and Xiao Yu.

Some fingers trembled and flipped one after another, Song Rongcheng's anger completely disappeared, full of happiness, mixed with a trace of regret.

Song Rongcheng, Song Rongcheng, isn't this the answer you are considering?

Don't you just want to know if Xia Yu has given you any sincerity?Now, he finally saw it, and finally knew it.Isn't this the best answer?
Tears rolled down from eyes, wet eyelashes.

"I'm really stupid, really stupid..." Rubbing Xia's smiling face in the photo with his fingertips, it was the smiling face of his favorite girl.

However, at the beginning, he played with a girl's heart with a playful mentality.

Since he is in this state of mind, how can Xia Yu admit that he has given his heart?
People always expect feelings to be equal, but how can feelings be measured with a scale?Bai Yumo stood up and quietly walked to An Hanchen's side.An Hanchen reached out his hand to stop her waist.He leaned over and whispered in Bai Yumo's ear, "Yumo, let's go. This is all we can do."

"Hmm." Nod.

Close the door, close Song Rongcheng's weeping
Bai Yumo raised her neck, walked out the door, looked at the blue sky, the weather was fine.It can be seen that people always say that the scenes are compatible, but sometimes they are not.

Song Rongcheng was crying.It should be light rain or cloudy.

She put her hand over her eyelid, then lowered it and said, "Love should be simpler, right?"

Simply put, you won't take so many detours, so many stumbling blocks can make you happy at the beginning.

Where did you grow so many tears?

"Hmm. It should be very simple." An Hanchen nodded in agreement.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, spread out his palm, and said to Bai Yumo, "Give me your hand."

After hesitating for half a second, Bai Yumo put her hand on An Hanchen's palm.

Then hold your fingers tightly.

Iron each other's temperature and transfer heat to each other.

An Hanchen said: "Yumo, we will no longer have sincere doubts, because I gave you my heart."

"Yeah." Her answer told her to trust An Hanchen

On the way back, Bai Yumo sat on the co-pilot's seat, leaning against the chair in an extremely comfortable posture.She looked at An Hanchen who was driving, looked at his sharp edges, and asked, "Do you think Song Rongcheng will go to Xiaoyu tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"What's the result? What's going to happen?"

"As a result, we can't guess. That's a matter for the two of them. How to adjust and how to develop is beyond our control."

"Well, it's true."

"... "