salt by salt

"Even so, I still trust you." Song Cheng said on the other end of the phone, his voice was gentle as usual, "But Jun Yan, there is a limit to trust. If we blindly use it and don't make it up, we will separate sooner or later."

My hand holding the phone couldn't stop shaking: "I'm sorry...can you tell me how much I've used up?"

"It's okay, you can explain it to me after you think it over." He coughed muffled and said patiently, "Of course. It's used up now..."

Yang Chen didn't attack Song Cheng immediately as I thought.

He no longer sees me, and our contact is easily severed.The relationship wasn't so stable in the first place, as long as Yang Chen wanted to, he could completely erase all traces of me unilaterally.

I didn't know what he was going to do. After a few days of trembling, I found out that Yang Chen went to Germany the next day.

He dealt with the company's heavy affairs many days in advance to squeeze out ten days of vacation. He said it was a vacation, but it was actually to accompany his mother who lived in a nursing home.

These news were all told by Yang Ke. I was in a complicated mood and didn't know how to express it.But at least one thing is better, that is, it leaves me room to think about Song Cheng.

Yang Ke implicitly told me that he has arranged for someone to handle Song Cheng's affairs. He was not seriously injured, but he will be hospitalized for a week of observation.He reminded me that it's best not to contact Song Cheng again, lest Yang Chen go crazy again when he comes back.

I continue to work normally.

Sun Ning caught up with me when I got off work. She opened her palm to me, and there was a button inside.

I just realized that the buttons on the cuffs had fallen off, so I took them over with embarrassment.I also feel strange, when did I buy such a poor quality coat?Only then did he suddenly realize that he was actually wearing Song Cheng's clothes.

Once the wind was very strong on the way home. He was afraid that I would be cold, so he couldn't help but ask me to put it on and go home.This coat is very thick. It was cold today, so I picked it up in the closet before going out.

Sun Ning's eyes were a little surprised, she joked: "What kind of day is this, the young master is also thrifty?"

After the button fell off, the white thread of the wrong color was exposed on the back, which should have been reinforced before: "...it's my friend's clothes."

"Someone else's... There should be a sewing kit at the front desk, let her sew it for you?"

"No need." I glanced at the cuff and smiled at her, "I'll return it to him today."

After get off work, I went directly to Song Cheng's house.He should still be in the hospital now, I had a phone call with him that night, and now I feel ashamed to face his sincere eyes.

Just to return the clothes to him, luckily I still have the key he once gave me.

I turned the key and gently pushed the door open.

The light in the living room was still on, and there was a faint scent of flowers in the air, obviously someone was inside.

Song Cheng is at home?Before I could leave, I heard a female voice: "Brother Song, are you back?"

I froze for a moment, a girl with a floral apron around her waist poked her head out of the kitchen with a spatula, and was also surprised when she saw me: "Hey, how did you come in?"

"I'm... Song Cheng's friend." Many possibilities flashed through my mind, and I asked with difficulty, "Who are you...?"

"She's my agent."

Song Cheng's voice sounded from behind, I turned around abruptly, and saw him standing at the door smiling at me with a plastic bag full of vegetables in his hand.

"How is your health?" I pursed my lips, not knowing whether I should step forward to give him a hug, and stood there without embarrassment, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

He walked over and handed the bag to the girl who came to pick him up attentively. When he rubbed shoulders with me, he raised his other hand to stroke my hair: "It's okay, let's have dinner together."

The girl introduced herself very lively, her name is Dong Xiaoqian, and she is Song Cheng's manager arranged by Asia Entertainment.

"You can just call me Xiaoqian. I just graduated and have been working as an assistant. Sister Yuan asked me to work with Brother Song one-on-one this time. I believe Brother Song will become popular." She vomited Tongue, with a playful smile, "Brother Song will take me straight to Qingyun, and then I will be a sought-after gold agent in the industry."

"It's uncertain when it will be, you have to be patient."

Song Cheng replied gently.He brought me food, and I ate absent-mindedly. The food in my mouth tasted like wax, and I smiled perfunctorily.

Dong Xiaoqian's eyes were shining brightly, even Song Cheng couldn't stop her from tidying up after eating.She carried the plates and bowls steadily into the kitchen, and waved her hands: "Brother Song, leave it alone. Although the company doesn't have an assistant for us, I can't let the future big star do the dishes, can I? If you are more polite , I'm not happy."

Song Cheng couldn't hold her back, so he had no choice but to let her go.

I sat in a daze on my seat, and he brought a fruit plate and sat down beside me: "Why are you in a daze?"

"It's nothing." I pursed my lips and couldn't help asking softly, "Are you okay?"

"How could something happen to me with that little boxing and embroidered legs?" Song Cheng replied.Dong Xiaoqian was humming briskly as she was busy in the kitchen, her smile was a bit dim, "But Jun Yan, can you talk to me now?"

"……sorry."

How many times have I said sorry to Song Cheng?I lost count myself.

"As I said, if there is any problem, we can solve it together. Don't hide it, or I will be very sad." His eyelashes drooped, and the hurt look on his face made my heart tremble, and I felt so guilty. Can't hold my head up.

"I'm sorry."

I'm all lying to you, I may have ruined your future, Song Cheng, I don't deserve you to treat me so well.Everything I wanted to say was melted into a sigh, and in the end I could only weakly murmur an apology.

"Brother Song, the dishes have been washed!" Dong Xiaoqian poked her head out, wiped her hands on the apron, and said with a smile, "It's not too late, I have to go home first, so I won't disturb your chat."

"It's getting dark, I'll take you to the station, it's not safe for a girl to go." Song Cheng lightly touched my shoulder, stood up and put on his coat, "Jun Yan, wait for me."

"Ah good."

I answered blankly.

Dong Xiaoqian was dressed thinly, and sneezed when the cold wind came in from the door.Song Cheng came back and took a scarf to wrap around her, and patted Dong Xiaoqian's head naturally like a big brother, causing the petite girl to complain: "Brother Song, you look like I'm short!"

"...40.00%."

Song Cheng's voice on the phone seemed to return to my ears, even if I was so bad, I only used up four tenths of my trust.On the way to Song Cheng's house, I sent a message to Lin Ya, and told her how tolerant Song Cheng was with complicated emotions. This sincere love almost burned me.

He is patient, tolerant, restrained, caring for everyone, still maintains warmth and strength in harsh environments, and pursues his goals persistently.

Song Cheng is perfect.

Under the dim light of the corridor, his gentle side face is still enough to make anyone fascinated.

I watched his figure disappear behind the closed door, but I was in a daze for a long time.A feeling of inexplicable confusion suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart, and I reached out and grabbed the clean and tidy tablecloth tightly.

Is there really a perfect person in this world?Why does he live without flaws, filth, and despair?

I don't really want to pick any flaws from Song Cheng, I just want to know...

Why would such a person be with me?

Not worthy.

Not worthy.

I do not deserve.

The phone vibrated, and I suddenly realized that it was a message from Lin Ya who hadn't replied before.

"I've heard about the premiere. Yang Chen will definitely not be able to swallow this breath. He has always had revenge. Although he hasn't put pressure on Asia Entertainment yet, even if I come forward to protect the little model at that time, others will definitely It will give him face, it’s no different from being hidden by the snow. You take the responsibility to solve Yang Chen’s side, the little model is very good, and it’s not exactly what you want to live and fly with him.”

I didn't talk to her a few days in advance, but Lin Ya has a wide range of sources of information, not to mention that there was also Asia Entertainment participating in the event that day.I sighed, and she sent another message:

"However, can love be calculated by quota?"