[pattern] Song's son

When Song Yubin received the text message, he was flipping through the information provided by John about Park Hee-yan's life in the past year.

Even after reading these materials, he still couldn't find Park Xiyan, as if Park Xiyan hadn't been hidden by someone, and he felt a sense of incompatibility.

Therefore, when he saw this text message, he suddenly remembered the phone call and email that Young Master Li had given him in his previous life.While it may seem that 90.00% of the time is wrong, it is often the one percent that is right.

Song Yubin was sitting on the office chair, with one hand resting on the table, seemingly unintentionally turning the pen.Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he threw the pen on the table and rushed out of the office.

Before he even had time to think about who the most familiar stranger was, he drove away at a high speed.

Seoul's economy is strong, but there is no doubt that the economy of the surrounding countryside is not so good.Country huts one after another, the passing villagers all looked at this handsome man with curious eyes.

Song Yubin stopped a woman with a smile on his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Excuse me, do you know where Park Xiyan lives?"

The woman twisted her body awkwardly, and said in a soft voice: "Xiyan is in the room in front of you, you will be there in two more steps." Such a tone startled the passing villagers, who didn't know This woman is a flower in the village, but her pungent personality is not inferior to her appearance.Therefore, no one dares to talk about marriage with women until now.

"Thank you." Song Yubin locked the car behind him casually, and walked towards the direction the woman was pointing at.

The hut the woman was referring to was a relatively new hut. Compared with the surrounding huts, it was obvious that this hut was much more refined.

Song Yubin stood in front of the hut and hesitated for a while, but reached out and knocked on the door of the hut, but he didn't expect that the door of the hut was not closed at all, and slowly opened as he knocked.

Park Xiyan was squatting on the ground, picking out the hemp beans one by one, her long hair slid down smoothly, covering Park Xiyan's face.

"Mom, welcome back."

Park Xiyan didn't even look up to see who it was, she focused on picking out the Madou under her hand, and said softly, "Mom, we can sell these Madou for money again."

Song Yubin looked at the squatting woman, and for some reason felt like a thorn in his heart.

Park Xiyan never did these things before, even though she is a daughter of a commoner family, she was also spoiled and raised, with the simplicity and kindness that makes the young Song Yubin's heart beat.After talking about love with Song Yubin, Park Hee-yan will not touch this kind of thing, that kind of cuteness has always been the existence of Song Yubin's heart.But just like this, Park Xiyan, who was loved by her parents and spoiled by Song Yubin, started to do these things, which made Song Yubin's guilt deepened.

He walked up to Pu Xiyan and squatted down, looking at the girl whose face was not clear in front of him.

"Xi Yan, I'm back."

Pu Xiyan suddenly raised her head, looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, her mind went blank.

"Yu... Yu Bin... are you back?" Her expression was half crying, half smiling.It seems that he doesn't know what expression to use to face the man in front of him.

Woo Bin, are you finally back?But it's too late, if you come back a few months earlier, then I can still be your simple and charming girlfriend, and you are still my favorite person.

But, I can't go back.The Park Xiyan you are familiar with died completely that night.No one mourns for her, no one feels sorry for her, just because you are not there.

Song Yubin embraced the girl, forced her to stand up, and then kissed her lips gently.

Sorry for coming back so late.

Xiyan, can you forgive me?

Pu Xiyan's tears fell drop by drop, forming sprays on the ground.

"I'm sorry." Song Yubin let go of Park Xiyan, stared into her eyes and said word by word: "Xiyan, do you still believe me?"

Park Xiyan stared blankly at Song Yubin, and suddenly threw herself into Song Yubin's arms, holding Song Yubin with her hands almost imprisoned, crying quietly.

When people are in the most pain, even crying is silent.

The strength she had always pretended to be in front of her family, as if nothing had happened, collapsed at this moment.She hated that man for destroying all her innocence, and she blamed Song Yubin for leaving her alone in Shinhwa.

Song Yubin, why are you willing to leave me there alone, you clearly know that it is hell.

Song Yubin, why are you still as warm as before when I treat you hard, and all my strength is destroyed.

"Yu Bin... can't go back, the two of us can't go back," she covered her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks, "I've been ruined." She revealed her scars.

Do you know that I almost couldn't hold on anymore?

Where were you when I was in the worst pain?Where were you when I complained the most?Why weren't you there when I hated it the most?

Song Yubin knew that Park Xiyan was ruined, and the most obvious one in the report was that Park Xiyan was ruined by a student from Shinhwa High School after he left.

That student is Li Minhe, the eldest son of the Lee Group.He had already ordered to suppress Li Shi, but no matter how he suppressed it, it could not heal Park Xiyan's psychological trauma.

He thought of the girl a year ago who was innocent and innocent, who didn't know the sufferings of the world.

Song Yubin knelt down halfway, stretched out his hand and spread it in the air, "Miss Park Xiyan, are you willing to marry Mr. Song Yubin?"

I will marry you, okay?

Xiyan, as I said, if you don't have a husband after one year, I will marry you.

No matter what happens, I will marry you too.

Pu Xiyan covered her mouth, tears streaming down more violently.She put one hand on Song Woo Bin's and nodded in tears.

Yu Bin, if I can be your bride once in this life, even if I die tomorrow, I will have no regrets.

Song Yubin held Park Xiyan's hand tightly and stood up, took a handkerchief from his coat pocket and carefully wiped the tears on Park Xiyan's face, and said with a joke: "Don't cry, be careful to cry like a big tabby cat, like that I won't marry you."

Park Xiyan snatched Song Yubin's handkerchief, wiped it on her face indiscriminately, and said dissatisfiedly, "How dare you!"

You can vaguely see the delicate and pretty look of the past.