When Chen Feng saw Song Yingwan for the first time, he knew they were different, because at that time his father was nodding and bowing to Song's father, but he had already learned to put on a mask at a young age.
At that time, Song Yingwan was just a teenage girl, and it was easy for her to fall in love with a gentle and handsome older brother. This also greatly satisfied the imbalance and vanity in Chen Feng's heart.
However, he was also very measured and would only inadvertently say a few words of concern or give the little girl something she liked. Although he had no interest in Song Yingwan, the position of Deputy Director Song could still bring him many benefits. .
Originally, he had already planned it. When Song Yingwan got deeper into him, he could clarify the relationship.
But who would have thought that Song's father would suddenly be reported to the police at this time. His family had to rely on several connections to find him a job in the Cultural Affairs Bureau. He knew that this matter was not a joke, and no one would be happy if he failed. Eat the fruit.
Of course, Chen Feng would not get involved with the Song family at this time. It was originally for profit. Since this profit now brings great risks, he can only make a decisive decision.
When I heard the news about Song Yingwan again, she was admitted to the hospital for some unknown reason, and later went to the countryside.
But a few years later, the Song family was not only fine, but Song Yingwan was admitted to Beijing University in one fell swoop.
This news made Chen Feng extremely happy.
Without him, in Chen Feng's impression, Song Yingwan was still the shy little girl chasing after her. He was confident that as long as he said something nice, Song Yingwan would still be as devoted to him as before.
After the two got married, Song Yingwan naturally didn't need to go to university. He could just stay at home and take care of the children. His sister just graduated this year, so the Beijing University quota would be the same for his family.
In addition, because he had no background and no connections in the work unit, he had already had enough of those cowards. After getting married, Song's father could also lend a hand to his career.
He calculated everything well, except that he did not expect that Song Yingwan was already married, let alone that her attitude towards him would completely change.
She actually said she didn’t know him!
How could Chen Feng believe this?
It's like an item that was once within reach, but in the blink of an eye, that item belongs to someone else.
How could he be willing to do this?
Today, his family asked him to help his sister find a job, and his boss was dissatisfied with his job. All kinds of trivial matters piled up together made him very annoyed, so he rushed here.
But not only did he not see Song Yingwan, he also received a beating in vain.
When she thanked her and went back, Song Yingwan was about to go out to look for him. She was relieved when she saw someone coming in.
At this time, Zhang Ru and Song's father were both in the room. She walked over and held his hand and said, "Why are you coming back now? I thought you were abducted."
Xie Ci held her hand tightly and looked down at her, "I was abducted, will you be sad?"
Song Yingwan gave him a strange look, and was afraid that Zhang Ru and Song's father would suddenly come out and see the two of them looking sticky, so she dragged them to the room.
After closing the door, she said seriously, "Of course I will be sad. After all, there is no place to look for such a good partner."
Xie Ci was delighted by her answer. He wrapped one hand around her waist and held her in his arms. He rested his head on her slender shoulder and sighed.
Only then did Song Yingwan realize that something was wrong with him, she reached out and gently stroked the back of his head, and said softly, "What's wrong with you?"
He lowered his eyelashes in thanks and remained silent.
Song Yingwan was not in a hurry and just waited.
The light in the room was bright, illuminating the girl's fair and slender neck, shimmering with a faint luster. He was gradually attracted to his eyes, and like a ghost, he came up and kissed her. It was delicate and soft, and his original dull mood was a little better. .
He entangled a strand of Song Yingwan's hair with his fingers and said slowly, "I just met Chen Feng downstairs."
Song Yingwan's heart skipped a beat and she frowned, "Why is he here?"
After thanking him, he stood up, his lips gradually pulled together, and he spoke clearly, "He is here to find you."
Although the expression on his face was calm, Song Yingwan still saw the loss and unhappiness in his eyes, and she couldn't help but feel a little upset in her heart. She took his hand with her hands and said, "I made it clear to him last time, and I also I didn’t know he would come today.”
Xie Ci said quietly, "He also said that you had written love letters to him before."
Song Yingwan widened her eyes slightly and frowned, "Love letter?!"
Then he thanked silently and took out a ball of shredded paper from his pocket.
It’s really shredded paper! Song Yingwan pinched a small piece with two fingers, not knowing what to say.
But looking at it, I felt inexplicably familiar. For a moment, a picture suddenly flashed in my mind. This paper seemed to be the same as the paper in the original owner's diary.
She pursed her lower lip lightly. It seemed that the love letter was true, but it wasn't necessarily a love letter, nor was it an ordinary letter.
Song Yingwan suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and carefully raised her eyes to look at the words of thanks, but she happened to see him staring at her.
In fact, she was also very aggrieved. She didn't know anything, so she took such a big blame for some reason. She said in a frustrated voice, "Actually, I had an accident before. I fell down the stairs and hit my head. Before. I can’t remember things clearly.”
"I don't know when this happened."
Xie Ci paused for a moment, then quickly held her head and observed it carefully, with urgency and distress in his voice, "Where is it hurt?"
Song Yingwan held his hand and smiled lightly, "It's okay now."
Xie Ci sighed, pinched her face, and said, "Forget it, you are now mine anyway. Oh, we two have received the certificate, no one can take it away."
Then he suddenly remembered something and said seriously, "Song Yingwan, if you think about the past again in the future, you won't regret it, right?"
The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, and the force on his hand gradually increased, but not to the point of discomfort.
Song Yingwan bent her eyes and smiled, lying on his chest and said, "No, didn't you say that we have received the certificate and we can't run away anyway."
Xie Ci then lightly raised the corners of his lips, "That's right, you can only be with me in this life."
Song Yingwan nodded, "I'm very happy."
The two hugged each other for a while, and Song Yingwan finally remembered and asked, "Did you read that letter? What was written on it?"
He tilted his head in thanks and said slowly, "I didn't look, I tore this one."
Song Yingwan raised her head and looked at him, wondering, "Why?"
Xie Ci said expressionlessly, "I'm not interested in those things. It's all in the past anyway. I just know that it's good that you are by my side now."
"Also because I love you very much. Although I regret that I was not involved in your past, now I only care about whether you have me in your future."
"...Thank you." Song Yingwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her heart felt weak.
