This may make Li Chengxiao laugh in his heart. It's too strange, so he immediately vetoed it.
Song Qinghuan said: "yes, when I was born, my mother threw me on the roof, and then my adoptive mother picked me up and took me away. Is that funny? Hum
The cold sight, like a knife light, pokes at Song Qinghuan's face, which is very deep and strange.
Seeing song Qinghuan, he felt all kinds of ice on his back: "well, thank you again. I have something to do. I'll go first."
She only thought that her rude words just now made Li chengmeteor unhappy again.
If you can't provoke yourself, you can always hide.
Eyebrows slightly twisted, Li Cheng meteorite very deep eyes color more cold, has been watching song Qinghuan leave.
How could it be such a coincidence?
His sister was taken away in the hospital, but song Qinghuan was left on the roof. It seems impossible that song Qinghuan is his sister.
After all, his sister was carried away in the room and did not appear on the roof as song Qinghuan said.
"Wait a minute!"
The step suddenly stops, song Qinghuan looks back at him, but Li chengmeteorite doesn't say anything.
Song Qinghuan turns her lips and nods slightly to say goodbye to Li Chengfeng.
After returning to the hotel, she called Shi Yuhan and said that the plane would return to city a in the afternoon.
Before hanging up, song Qinghuan seems to hear Zhang Jie's voice.
Her heart suddenly moved, and her eyes were filled with a look called inconceivable.
What's the matter? How can I hear Zhang Jie's voice? When I was in the hospital to see Zhang Jie?
The corners of his lips were tight, his jaw was tight, and his face was solemn. Song Qinghuan felt that his chest was blocked like cotton.
Well, for the sake of Zhang Jie's injury due to Shi Yuhan, let Shi Yuhan go to see her before she gets better.
But later, when Zhang Jie is ready, she must make it clear to Shi Yuhan that she should not communicate with Zhang Jie.
At the other end of the phone, he kept warm. After hanging up, he said to Zhang Jie lying on the bed, "if there's nothing wrong, I'll go back first!"
"Keep out the cold." Zhang Jie looked surprised. "Why, why do you treat me differently after my injury this time? Can you tell me what you treat me like?"
When the cold step to the bedside, solemnly looking at her: "friend, you are a friend in my heart, has always been."
Zhang Jie stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of her clothes to protect herself from the cold. "No, you were not like that at that time. You gave me the house."
I don't have that friend. Will give each other a house, especially a man to a woman.
When the cold gently, her hand away: "that is to thank you, you have helped me a lot over the years."
Zhang Jie shook her head: "no, it's not like that. You know, I don't want your thanks. What I want is..."
When Yuhan interrupted her: "I'm married."
Zhang Jie felt as if she had been stabbed by something.
her eyes were slightly red. She bit her lips and her voice was full of grief: "do you love her?"
After all, she was injured because of him. When she turned around, her deep eyes were as quiet as water, and she said in a low voice: "what do you know? What about love or not? "
Deep cold eyes slowly raised, looking at the preface, his elegant thin lips gently open, spit out a few gentle, but extremely cold words: "with or without her, I will not be with you."