The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, only the roar of the pile driver came from the distance.

I was stunned, my brain seemed to have stopped working, and it was difficult to understand the meaning of his words for a while, but I vaguely understood something in my heart.

But, how is it possible?

I fixed my eyes, and in front of me was a man who was gentle and gentle, with a warm light all over his body. He stared straight at me with a pair of dark eyes, which seemed to be overflowing with deep affection.

My breath caught.

There are countless "impossibles" in my heart.

At this time, he opened his thin lips lightly and said softly: "When I was young, I always thought you were afraid of me. Every time you came to the house to look for me, you would hide away immediately when you saw me."

"But you can fight with other boys. I'm very depressed. I thought you still remember the grudge you had when you were four or five years old and hate me."

I have no idea what it means to be four or five years old.

I shook my head slightly unconsciously.

"It wasn't until you celebrated your birthday in northern Myanmar last time and told the truth that I knew why you avoided me before." There was a hint of regret in his gentle voice.

"I thought you were afraid of me and didn't like me, but I didn't expect that you were secretly in love with me..." There was a bitter smile on his lips.

"And... I'm ashamed of myself." I spoke without thinking and gave him a knowing smile, "You are so outstanding and perfect. At that time, I was just a little girl, and I only dared to admire you from a distance."

I didn't expect that when I had a crush on him when I was young, he also had a crush on me.

At that time, I thought he didn't like girls like me who didn't study well and played truant late.

He also smiled, "While you were admiring me from a distance, my eyes were also searching for your enthusiastic figure."

"I know you often climb over the wall to skip school, and I deliberately squatted on you." As he spoke, he dragged me to an office window. Through the gray glass, the furnishings inside were familiar yet distant.

"That night, when you were sitting there writing your review, I was pretending to read a book across from you, and I was amused by the way you racked your brains from time to time."

"Then you fell asleep. I covered you with my coat and watched you until dawn."

Listening to his words, I recalled it carefully, but I couldn't remember much of the details. I felt like I was listening to someone else's story.

The beauty of secret love is mixed with the regret of missing out.

"Brother Si Nan, it's all over..." I looked at his blurry reflection in the glass and smiled lightly.

He put his hands on my shoulders and turned me around to face him.

"Qiaoqiao, there is no past. These years, your figure has been lingering in my heart." He locked eyes with me, and his magnetic voice was full of affection.

"Originally, seeing that you were getting married, I convinced myself to go over it, but it wasn't until you suddenly called me and asked me to be a producer for Makino... that I realized that there was no past, and my feelings for you have always been in my heart. "

"After returning to China, I have been restraining my feelings for you. Seeing you being wronged and hurt makes me feel very sad. I want to help you and protect you. Now, I want to take you away and leave this place of right and wrong. I will let you You are as carefree and happy as before."

"Okay?"

Song Sinan looked at me, his eyes full of love and his tone sincere.

I heard Luoluo say before that there was something wrong with the Song family's overseas company, and Song Sinan had to rush to deal with it, and he wouldn't be able to come back for a while.

Before he left, he confessed his feelings to me and wanted to take me with him.

I took a step back, gently pulled away his hands, raised my face, and looked at him with a smile.

Today, he was wearing a gray sweater, a white shirt, buttoned up, and a thick coat. He had a tall and straight figure, exuding a gentle and harmless temperament.

The gentleman is as gentle as a god.

How could he like a good-for-nothing like me?

He is a perfectionist, and to me, it is obviously a bug.

However, what he likes is the girl who used to be a lively, bright and carefree girl who relied on her status as a princess in Beijing. Now I am just an ordinary woman with low self-esteem and gloom.

What's more, I had long since lost the throbbing and longing for him as a young girl.

I used to regard him as a friend and a man I admired, but now, I can't even be a friend anymore.

and so……

"Song Sinan, thank you, I'm sorry!"

Thousands of words turned into six words.

I smiled knowingly at him, refused outright, turned around and left.

Last time in northern Myanmar, I made it clear to him that I no longer like him. Now, there is no need to say more.

"Qiao Qiao——"

I took two steps, and Song Sinan seemed to have just come back to his senses. His voice was filled with disappointment, and he stretched out his hand to grab me, but his fingertips only touched my sleeve.

I didn't look back.

"Song Sinan, you deserve someone better." He said in a loud voice, turned around and walked down the stairs.

Looking at the mottled stair railings, I seemed to see my younger self, wearing a plaid pleated skirt, a white shirt, and a high ponytail, sliding down the stairs like a slide.

Attracted many boys to whistle at me.

Afterwards, I ran to Ji Yan's side, hooked up with him, and went to the cafeteria together.

I went down the stairs, and a cold wind blew in my face, carrying the familiar smell of cigarette smoke. I subconsciously shrank my neck.

My arm was suddenly grabbed by a strong force, and I was pulled to the outer wall of the classroom.

Just as he was about to exclaim, he saw the other person's face clearly.

Under the setting sun, Fu Yanshen leaned against the white wall with a cigarette in his mouth. His delicate features were as frosty as snow, his expression was indifferent, and he stared at me with cold eyes.

Looking at the man who had caused the Sheng family to be in a state of chaos and chaos, I instinctively wanted to get rid of him.

"Why did you reject him?" he asked coldly, staring at me with his dark eyes.

I was stunned for a moment, then raised my lips sarcastically, "What does it have to do with you?"

He had actually been eavesdropping on my conversation with Song Sinan just now.

No wonder I keep smelling the familiar smell of cigarette smoke.

I struggled to free my arm, but he tightened his grip, not allowing me to break free.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his bulging Adam's apple rolled up and down. "You didn't want to jump off the building to frame me, but you also wanted to divorce him. Why did you reject him?"

He asked again, his tone cold.

I froze again.

He actually thought that I divorced him to be with Song Sinan. When we were in northern Myanmar, I told him that I had no feelings for Song Sinan for a long time.

He was crazy and refused to believe it.

But why is he asking about my relationship issues now?

He took the initiative to divorce me and got together with his Bai Yueguang, why did he still care about my affairs?

I looked him squarely in the eyes and looked at him carefully.

He was looking at me absentmindedly, thoughtfully, and the smoke between his fingers almost burned his fingers without even noticing.

The man's melancholy and deep black eyes shone with tiny stars, faintly revealing...expectation.

expect?

What did he expect?

I laughed to myself in my heart and curled my lips.

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