Mr. He, please respect yourself

It was almost noon, Wang Li asked Song Zicheng to have lunch, but Song Zicheng refused. Now that he got the video from that year, he always felt that the USB drive in his hand was heavy and hot, and he wished he could see the content of the video immediately.

Wang Li was not reluctant, and took him to the room where Fang Kui lived in the past, where he loved to sit in a daze, and showed Song Zicheng one by one the fairy tale books that Song Suiran had given to Fang Kui.Wang Li's original intention was to ask Song Zicheng to take these books away and keep them for later, but Song Zicheng hesitated for a long time, and decided to keep the books here.

He is now temporarily living in Yaozi's apartment, and he doesn't even have a real place to stay, so how to arrange them.

After walking around, Song Zicheng felt more and more lonely. He looked at the trees, leaves, flowers, grass, tables and chairs in the orphanage, as if he was talking to the past through time and space.

After a while, Song Zicheng reluctantly left. Wang Li talked to him a lot, about Fang Kui's past, and asked Song Zicheng to come often when he was free.

Song Zicheng naturally agreed.Wang Li said that there is a shorter and more convenient road from the orphanage to the main road, and she offered to see her off.The two walked to the long corridor in front of the gate, and when they saw the tall figure standing at the gate, Song Zicheng remembered that He Chumo had been forgotten for almost two hours.

"A'an mentioned to me about you and the He family kid." Wang Li watched He Chumo's figure, and Song Zicheng said, "Do you still have him in your heart?"

Song Zicheng bowed his head silently.

Yes, or no, so what?

In the past, he even had the status of a fiancé, and he still had the possibility of extravagant hopes, but now, without even this status, what else could he expect?

I remember that when he proposed to terminate the engagement, Mr. Song agreed immediately, nodding his head almost without hesitation.

He told this matter to Li Yaoxu, and Yaozi explained to him how much benefit He's father had obtained through this marriage over the past three years, and how much the Song family had made forbearance because of this marriage. .

These were all things Song Zicheng didn't know about, and even more things Song Zicheng couldn't understand.

At first, he thought that Mr. Song's reason for the marriage between the He and Song families was to use this marriage contract to further develop the Song family's company, but Song Zicheng couldn't understand the current situation.

Looking back on the past three years, he felt like a clown.

A clown trapped in a cage and left alone in the performance arena.

The audience outside the arena was full of spectators, all wearing masks to prevent him from seeing clearly.

"No more. I don't like it anymore." Song Zicheng replied like this.

After saying goodbye to Wang Li, he still had to walk a long way to the main road to call a taxi. Song Zicheng wanted to call an online taxi again. He Chumo immediately put on a straight face and pushed Song Zicheng into the car. .

Song Zicheng also had a straight face.

Wang Li accompanied the two of them to He Chumo's car, and watched the two quarreling quietly until the car drove away. She still stood there and watched the white car drift away until it turned into a small circle. point.

Song Zicheng was sitting in the passenger seat sullenly, but when the car started, he looked out of the window and saw Wang Li standing still, tears streaming down his face.

After enduring in the orphanage for so long, he thought he could endure it in He Chumo's car, but unexpectedly, he collapsed all of a sudden.

Song Zicheng didn't want He Chumo to see his embarrassment, so he turned his face away.

But He Chumo had already seen it.

In his memory, it was the first time he saw Song Zicheng cry.

In the beginning, when he proposed to terminate the engagement with himself, he didn't see Song Zicheng cry; when he was asked for compensation for smashing the car money, he didn't see Song Zicheng cry; During the attack, I didn't see Song Zicheng crying; when he was beaten by Mei Shu as the unjust adopted son of the He family, I didn't see Song Zicheng crying either...

He thought that Song Zicheng would not cry.

Through this period of getting along, he always felt that Song Zicheng was very accepting of setbacks and difficulties, as if no matter what Song Zicheng encountered, any problem, he could immediately digest and accept it.Therefore, he once mistakenly thought that Song Zicheng never cared about everything and didn't care about it.

Until now, he suddenly discovered that the boy in front of him could also cry, shed tears, and be sad.

"do not Cry."

He Chumo made a comforting voice, the voice was suppressed, it was as rough as chewing half-baked sugarcane, it felt like scolding.

Song Zicheng wiped his face, "I don't want to listen to you."

He Chumo: "..."

He Chumo: "Then you continue to cry."

Song Zicheng glared at He Chumo with red eyes, and made a gesture to unbuckle his seat belt to open the door and get out of the car.

"what are you doing?!"

He Chumo was flustered by Song Zicheng's actions, and after a loud roar, he remembered with horror that his car was automatically locked while driving.

"I did it on purpose to scare you. My seat belt is still fastened, and I don't want to die yet." Song Zicheng sniffed and spoke fiercely.

He Chumo's heart beat faster, and he was about to have a heart attack from being frightened by Song Zicheng.

"I was wrong, cry like you like or not, the tissues are in the drawer, you can do what you want." He Chumo said angrily.

Song Zicheng snorted heavily.

When He Chumo saw him weeping miserably, Song Zicheng always felt extremely awkward, not only awkward, but without reason, he felt very embarrassed.