Chapter 804

Zhang Cheng turns around and leans on the cold wall. He doesn't watch song Qinghuan leave. He just lights a cigarette. In the smoke, he remembers the way he first saw song Qinghuan.

White skin, delicate features, not particularly beautiful, it's really hard to remember at a glance.

But I don't know why. After getting along with her for several times, he just fell in love with her. Then he fantasized that he could stay with her for a long time and that he could accompany her with the sunset after several years.

Good wishes, like soap bubbles, soon burst, the two are just passers-by in a hurry, meet by chance.

Now she is a wife and a mother, but he is still standing in the cold corner, chasing her in the dense smoke of tobacco.

But from now on, he will seal up all this, his only infatuation, eternal magic, will always be sealed in his memory.

Night, song Qinghuan asked when Yuhan Zhang Jie father, when Yuhan did not give him the answer.

He is indifferent to a face, help or not does not seem to be important.

What matters to him is whether the two brothers and sisters will add unnecessary troubles to his life.

But song Qinghuan got it. Nine times out of ten, he would help. After helping, he and Zhang Jie completely cleared up.

He should have gone to sleep, but song Qinghuan couldn't sleep. His dark eyes were staring at the front all the time, and he found a little bright light in the dark night.

She told Shi Yuhan about her father, but she hasn't told her about Bai rubing.

It seems to be all right, but there seems to be something else. She doesn't know whether she should tell Shi Yuhan. After all, the truth of Zhang Jie's words still needs to be verified.

Forget it, don't want to, or sleep, song Qinghuan turned over, ready to rely on the cold to sleep in his arms, but accidentally bumped into a pair of deep eyes like the sea, flashing frost and snow in the dark night.

"Eh When and when did you wake up? " Song Qinghuan leaned against him.

When the cold holding her: "what's the matter?"

Song Qinghuan closed her eyes and sighed: "I can't sleep. I'm a little upset."

"Is it because you stay at home every day?"

"No, do you think I will have depression?" Song Qinghuan doesn't tell Bai rubing about it. She still can't believe Zhang Jie. Without confirmation, she doesn't tell Bai rubing.

Of course, such a decision is also her feeling that she and Bai rubing will not have any contact again.

After the recent ups and downs and being a mother, she especially likes to be calm, hoping to live happily with her husband and daughter.

When the cold "..."

Unable to get an answer, song Qinghuan pursed her lips and confirmed herself: "I think it may be true. Recently, there have been a lot of things, and they all feel uncomfortable."

When the cold asked: "do you want me to find a psychologist for you?"

Song Qinghuan was slightly stunned, and then couldn't laugh or cry.

She raised her hand and gently knocked on her shoulder to keep out the cold: "do you speak like that? I can't make complaints about it. It's too incompetent. You're fired! "

"Fired?" When the cold pick eyebrow asked.

What did she fire him for? He is looking forward to the answer.

Song Qinghuan snorted coldly: "yes, fire, fire your present position, song Qinghuan's husband."