The people around all showed surprised and terrified gazes. They watched helplessly as the tall, thin, cold boy who seemed to fall down when the wind blew, crushed a coffee cup with his bare hands.

With that crisp sound, bursts of throbbing pain began to come from the heart, and then spread and stretched along the blood vessels, crawling to the limbs, every inch of skin, and every pore.

Was it the cup that he crushed, or the heart that was riddled with holes?

"Fiancee..." Shen Qing seemed to suddenly not understand the meaning of these three words, and murmured: "Whose fiancee?"

Jason didn't answer. When he saw Shen Qing's blood dripping on his left hand, his expression changed on the spot, and he quickly asked the waiter in English to get the medicine box.

Finally, the commotion here caught Ji Rufeng's attention.

He turned his head slightly, revealing the handsome face that had haunted Shen Qing for four whole years, it hadn't changed, it was still the same as his memory, except for... his eyes.

That look... It's too strange, it's not Ji Rufeng's look at him at all.

With a distance of two aisles, his gaze met Shen Qing's gaze in mid-air for only a second, and then he moved away calmly.

No nostalgia at all.

Shen Qing's breath was suddenly suffocated, and his mind went blank.

Jason's hand, which was holding the medicine in his hand, tightened unconsciously, tightened again, hard, stubborn, painful, and kept tightening.

He didn't seem to hear Jason's cry, he didn't hear the waiter's scream, and he didn't feel the pain of the blood on his palm flowing freely along the wound.

Does it hurt?

It doesn't hurt, it's not worth mentioning compared to the pain of thousands of arrows piercing through the heart.

He imagined countless times the two reunited, but he never thought of this kind - sitting across from each other, watching him and his fiancée having afternoon tea.

There was only one voice left in Shen Qing's blank mind - why did he look away?Why is he so calm?

A terrible thought arises spontaneously.

Ji Rufeng got up and walked over, but what he saw was Jason who was half kneeling on the ground giving him medicine, and said, "Jon said you went back to England, but I didn't believe it at first. "Star Path" saw you, and I have to say that the two students you trained are not bad."

Jason greeted him, and responded with a smile: "You really have a good eye, and you chose the best Lu Zhang...Shen Qing! Hand! Don't hold your hand anymore, if you hold it again, it will be useless! Shen Qing, be obedient! Shen Qing!".

Shen Qing didn't seem to hear it, he looked at Ji Rufeng who regarded him as air with red eyes, bit his lips, and asked softly after a while, "Who... are you?"

Hearing this, Ji Rufeng turned his eyes back to him, seemed a little surprised by his question and expression, and was stunned for a few seconds.

But he was never rude to strangers, he kept smiling and said, "Hi, my name is Ji Rufeng, and I'm Jason's classmate."

Hello, my name is Ji Rufeng, and I'm your deskmate.

"..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ji Rufeng looked down at Jason who was struggling to administer medicine to Shen Qing, and said with a smile, "This is your boyfriend? Boyfriends are for coaxing, how can you make him cry?"

After enduring the tears for a long time, the embankment finally burst, and the teardrops rolled down from Shen Qing's red eyes one by one, one after another, all hitting the back of Jason's hand.

Jason raised his head and was stunned: "Shen...Shen Qing?"

As if Shen Qing didn't hear it, she turned her head and looked at the girl who was walking over. She was wearing a white lace dress, with slightly curly long hair on her shoulders, and a generous and decent smile on her face, noble, elegant and beautiful.

Standing next to Ji Rufeng, Shen Qing was dazzled so well.

She took out a handkerchief from her bag and handed it to Shen Qing, and said with an apologetic smile: "Sorry, my fiance always likes to make some exaggerated jokes."

Then she turned her head and said angrily to Ji Rufeng, "Look at you, you made her boyfriend bully and cried. Jason, I'm sorry."

Ji Rufeng smiled helplessly: "It really has nothing to do with me."

Shen Qing lowered his head, staring blankly at the handkerchief she handed over, but didn't reach out to take it, he was like a puppet with a disconnected string and lost its soul, losing all ability to think.

His world collapsed, swept away by coldness and loneliness, and finally, there was only one voice left in his mind——

He doesn't remember me.

Shen Qing didn't remember how he returned to the hotel, when he recovered, he had already stared blankly at the dark room for a long time.

He took out his mobile phone and called Jason, his tone was very calm, "Please help me book the earliest flight ticket for tomorrow, it must be the earliest, thank you."

"Boyfriend? He's not in the UK. Yes, I mistaken him. It's not him."

"Wedding? Don't go." He looked at the man in the movie who was as handsome as a god with no expression on his face, and said slowly, "I don't know him well."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

In the evening, Shen Qing received an email from Tong Kai.

It said that his black material was dug up, and now his black fans are all over the Internet, so let him go back to China to clarify.

Shen Qing logged on to the Weibo forum, and he saw a lot of black material about himself, beating people, going to jail, unspoken rules, hugging thighs... All the trumped-up charges were poured on him like dirty water.

That night, amidst Tong Kai's angry scolding, Shen Qing spat with black fans on Weibo for a whole night.

In the end, the black fan was scolded and cried by him.

At six o'clock in the morning, Shen Qing, who hadn't slept all night, turned off the computer, took the plane ticket that Jason had left on the table, and boarded the flight back home without hesitation.

However, he didn't make it, and God seemed to like to fight against him.

Ten minutes before the plane took off, Shen Qing was invited off the plane, and entered a private villa in a private car.

After walking a long way with the young butler, he was brought to the fourth floor of the villa. The servant bent over and pushed open the door. A room full of European castle atmosphere, like a study, also like a collection The room is filled with all kinds of weird collections, and an entire wall has been turned into a bookshelf, where all kinds of books are placed.

It's an understated yet utterly luxurious room.

On the burgundy sofa, a person was sitting, looking down at a book.

After hearing the voice, she turned her head and smiled slightly, it was Song Yuning.

Shen Qing felt that his heart fell to the bottom all of a sudden.

He knew he was being tricked, but he still couldn't help asking: "What about him? The person who brought me here said he wanted to see me."

"No, I want to see you."

Song Yuning signaled the housekeeper to leave, then stood up in an elegant posture. She looked around, then turned her head and asked with a smile: "You don't know what this place is, do you? This is Rufeng's collection room. Every collection is his favorite."

She walked to a bookshelf, picked up a handicraft, and introduced its origin to him with a smile.

Seemingly well-intentioned, he asked at the end, "Does it look good? I gave it to you."

"I'm not interested in these things, I just want to know where he is?" Shen Qing never hit girls, but at this moment, he admitted that his hands were itchy.

"Don't you understand what I mean? Mr. Shen." Song Yuning let go of the gentleness she deliberately pretended yesterday. Although she still maintained a decent smile, her words were extremely vicious, "Rufeng is my fiancé, I love her very much. He, but that doesn't mean I'll let him raise a lover outside, do you understand?"

Shen Qing: "Lover?"

In just four years, he had changed from a boyfriend to a lover, and he was still a lover he didn't know.

It's really... ridiculous.

Hearing this, the corners of Song Yu's mouth curved slightly, and he said a word that made Shen Qing feel even more heartbroken, "Or, Xiaosan?"

Shen Qing looked at her coldly, then turned his head suddenly, and glanced at those expensive collections, each of which was so beautiful, exquisite, and luxurious.

"You said these were all given by you, he likes them very much, right?"

Shen Qing's eyes were locked on a showcase, he walked over, and picked up an exquisite handicraft on it, "I know this, he showed me the photo nine years ago, and said that he was 15 years old when he was touring Europe and bought it in Colombia." He liked it very much, and I said something nice, and he said he would give it to me.”

Song Yuning smiled reservedly, with a slightly mocking tone: "Do you really think that he, who has a whole collection room, would care about such a small collection?"

Shen Qing: "No way? I guess so."

As soon as the words were finished, there was only a crisp sound, and the handicraft in Shen Qing's hand was slammed into the bookshelf opposite. Dozens of expensive collectibles were instantly destroyed and smashed to pieces.

The butler who heard the sound thought that the two were fighting, and hurried over with his servant.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Song Yuning who was dumbfounded, and Shen Qing who was standing calmly among the debris on the ground.

The servant was terrified: "Song...Miss Song? Are you okay?"

Song Yuning was very bad, her face was extremely ugly, she never expected that this little boy who looked weak and bully would have such a hot temper, he just smashed it!

Who gave him the courage to be so rampant!

The butler looked at the messy collection room and said in a word: "Sir, even if you have conflicts with Miss Song, you shouldn't take your anger out on our young master's things."

Shen Qing stared at him: "You can let him settle accounts with me."

The housekeeper was speechless, he didn't know the relationship between the two.

During the stalemate, a servant ran up and said to the housekeeper, "Second Young Master is back, and asked if Miss Song is there, and wants to invite her to play polo."

Song Yuning's expression instantly became smug, and she resumed her usual fake smile, and said to Shen Qing: "Mr. Shen, do you want to go together? If not, I can ask my fiancé to teach you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shen Qing's reaction, he turned around and walked out of the collection room, and went down the stairs.

"Like the wind."

Shen Qing heard Song Yuning's voice calling his boyfriend affectionately downstairs, he couldn't see the scene downstairs, but he felt that her hand must be on Ji Rufeng's right now.

"Jason's little boyfriend is also here, why don't we take him with us, he looks a bit pitiful."

"No." Ji Rufeng refused very simply, and said with a smile, "I will only leave you alone for today's time."

Shen Qing, who was about to go down the stairs, stopped, closed his eyes, his hands on the escalator had bruised veins, and trembled slightly due to exertion.

He didn't want to go down.

He was afraid that he would not be able to resist killing.

Seeing his red eyes, the housekeeper was a little surprised, and comforted him: "What's wrong with you? Although the second young master likes those collections very much, if you didn't mean it, he..."

"No."

Butler: "What did you say?"

"It's not me." He raised his eyes and looked at the butler, tears rolling down his face. He bit his lower lip tightly, looking very wronged, innocent and pitiful, but in fact he really wanted to rush down and strangle someone to death.

"I didn't smash it..."

The housekeeper couldn't believe it: "Yes, Miss Song did it?"

Shen Qing closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "I don't know...I didn't see anything..."

"..."

The butler thought, thinking that Second Miss Song had really changed her sex these years, but she was still the same, she looked gentle, generous and understanding, but in fact she was bullying and defiant.

He helped Shen Qing who was trembling all over, thinking that he was frightened, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, when the young master comes back, I'll tell him..."

"No need." Shen Qing interrupted him, and said softly: "Don't tell him that I've been there, and don't tell him that I've been in that collection room, otherwise, Miss Song will definitely say that I smashed things."

Butler: "May I ask, what is your relationship with Miss Song?"

After a few seconds of silence, he said without hesitation, "Ex-boyfriend."

The housekeeper and the servants behind were all shocked.

The moment Shen Qing walked out of the villa, he suddenly remembered all the things that happened in the coffee shop yesterday, including the paragraph that was automatically deleted in his subconscious.

When Ji Rufeng took Song Yuning away, she suddenly leaned over and whispered something in his ear, "I didn't expect that after only four years, you won't remember me."

Shen Qing really didn't remember seeing her, until he heard her ask with a smile: "Is it fun in the same place?"

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