Mr. He, please respect yourself

Song Zicheng was still crying, covering his face, weeping, "You lied."

He Chumo wiped the tears off Song Zicheng's face with his fingertips, "Don't cry, I'm telling the truth, I won't lie to you."

A beautiful scene is usually followed by a romantic plot, but the young master of the Song family is not. He slapped He Chumo's hand away, wiped his face, and said fiercely, "I'm going to cry, I'm going to cry!" You care?"

It's not the first time, He Chumo has already figured out the idiot Cheng's temperament of getting angry when he is shy, and walked down his steps, "I don't care, so should we go now?"

It was only a little after seven o'clock at the moment, and many students were walking back and forth on the campus road. Song Zicheng cried loudly and attracted many students' inquisitive eyes. Song Zicheng shrank his neck and pulled He Chumo away quickly.

He Chumo was pulled by Song Zicheng's arm, and his heart was a little dangling, "Can I hold your hand?"

Song Zicheng's head trembled, he immediately let go of He Chumo's arm, and stared at him.

"You...you are here again." Song Zicheng hummed at him.

"Can't you?" He Chumo asked again.

"No!" Song Zicheng gritted his teeth.

"Then I won't do it, can you promise to give me a chance to make up for it?" He Chumo's eyes were full of sincerity, and his face was sincere.

"Don't do this." Seeing He Chumo's appearance, Song Zicheng suddenly weakened a little, "Our engagement agreement has been terminated a long time ago."

He Chumo sighed, "So I'm at a loss. I wasted three years and didn't get my hand."

Song Zicheng snorted at him angrily, "What's wrong with you? You don't even know how much you have benefited from. Yaozi said, your company is acting good after getting a bargain."

He Chumo smiled: "You understand this now? You didn't want to mention it before."

Song Zicheng sighed, and said: "Our marriage contract is invalid, you can no longer get any resources from my family's company like before. If you pester me now, if you want to pass me, ask uncle to give you business benefits , then you are wasting all your efforts, all this time, I have only asked about my family's company, so I can't help you."

"Are you worried?" He Chumo asked, "Worried that I'm only treating you well because of your business?"

Song Zicheng gave him a blank look, but didn't speak.

It seems so.

He Chumo said: "Don't worry, if this is the case, Song Suian will be the first to let me go. I promise you, I will work hard to make money in the future, making more money than your family, so that you don't have to worry about being caught by others." Said to raise a little boy."

Song Zicheng was helpless, the more he said this, the more biased he was, he also said that he raised a jerk, who is the jerk, President He Da?

"Are you boasting about yourself?"

He Chumo: "Yes, if you want to please you, you have to think about shameless words."

Song Zicheng blushed, turned around and left.

He Chumo chased after him, and asked while chasing, "Can I hold your hand?"

Song Zicheng was almost running, and when he heard this, he couldn't help turning his head and yelling, "No! You're a stinky old man!"

Mo Shaoshi's bar had been closed for two days, and that night, he called He Chumo over.

In fact, the night before, he had already called someone over, who knew that He Chumo would ignore him even if he said he was busy.Mo Shaoshi was speechless, and called Jiang Qing to ask his boss what he was up to, but Jiang Qing angrily yelled that the boss was absent from work, that he had already disappeared, and even scolded Mo Shaoshi, making Mo Shaoshi very angry.

Tonight, Mo Shao asked He Chumo to come to the bar no matter how late it was.

So, waiting until now, Mo Shao began to stare at the leisurely and slow-moving He Chumo in front of him, wishing to find someone to beat him, and he didn't come until it was almost ten o'clock!

A new day is coming.

Mo Shaoshi, who had been waiting for several hours, had no patience at all. Without waiting for He Chumo to sit down, he threw Shen Shiwen's recording pen to him, "Listen by yourself."

He Chumo was puzzled: "What is this?"

"Recorder, Liu Weizhuo's."

He Chumo frowned.

Mo Shaoshi said: "I know that my behavior is superfluous to a certain extent. I am not the person involved, and it is definitely not a moral thing to probe into other people's past. Even so, , but I've thought about it for a long time, and I think it's better for you to listen to the contents of the recorder, after listening, I have something to tell you."

Mo Shaoshi had listened to the content in the recorder no less than five times, and he had calmed down a lot, but He Chumo was not. It was the first time he heard this confession, and the more he listened, the weirder the expression on his face became.

It seems to be suppressing something, as long as it is ignited, it will explode immediately.

In the end, He Chumo's stern face was like snow.

Mo Shaoshi slowed down, and told He Chumo everything that Song Suian had said to him that night.

All the answers to the mystery have been solved, but He Chumo's heart does not feel the slightest sense of joy of lifting the veil.

He was heartbroken at first, the pain that Song Zicheng had suffered before, and then, the rage quickly swept through his brain like a strong wind, and he couldn't tell what he was angry about, but the unknown fire in his heart suddenly ignited, it was Lin Qiao's. Lies and betrayal made him angry, but he was still angry that he never cared about what happened to Song Zicheng and even regretted treating him so badly...

For a moment, the overflowing emotions made his brain numb.

Next, He Chumo's long silence made Mo Shaoshi extremely uneasy.

"Is there any more?" He Chumo suddenly asked after an unknown amount of time.

"What else?" Mo Shaoshi didn't understand He Chumo's words for a moment, and asked back.

"Apart from what you just said, what else do you want to tell me?" He Chumo said.

Mo Shaoshi was stunned for a while, and replied, "Not anymore."

"it is good."

As He Chumo said, he stood up with a sullen face, "Then I'm leaving."

Mo Shaoshi was even more stunned. He Chumo's reaction made him a little unexpected, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He blinked and said blankly, "Oh, okay, let's go."

He Chumo, who walked well, not only walked well, but also hurriedly.

His mind was in a mess, and the sky after the clouds and mists were cleared was actually full of rain.

At this moment, he wanted to see Song Zicheng.

I really want to, I really want to see him right away.

They had just met and separated, but for some reason, the desire to see Song Zicheng was so strong in their hearts. It was already 35:[-], and He Chumo didn't stay long, and drove directly to Song Zicheng's school.

At [-]:[-], He Chumo drove the car directly to the school apartment, looked up, and saw that the apartment was still lit.

The sky is dark, there is no moon tonight, and the road is dark.

He Chumo stood silently, and after a while, he took out his phone, intending to click on the chat interface with Song Zicheng.

But as soon as the phone was turned on, an unusually familiar voice suddenly sounded, "Why are you here again?"

He Chumo raised his head, and what caught his eyes was Song Zicheng, who was standing not far from him, with a surprised and shocked expression.

The young man was good-looking, dressed in white clothes, and his warm eyebrows and eyes were faintly worried.There is the sound of the wind blowing against the flowers and trees on the side of the road, which is cool and comfortable, soothing the restlessness in my heart.

There is no moon tonight, but suddenly there is light in front of my eyes. I don't know where the light comes from, only where it is going.

Where is which side?

He Chumo unconsciously covered his left heart, and then stepped forward, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

Before Song Zicheng could react, He Chumo embraced the person in front of him.

Sniffing carefully, it is a fresh and pleasant hair fragrance, strands like silk, straight into the nose.

The heart is satisfied, like the dark night sky, owning the whole moon.