Chapter 950

That night, song Xiangsi stayed in front of the tombstone for a long time before going down the mountain.

Yang Sisi was sitting in a taxi. The taxi driver of Reagan chatted and was waiting for her. Seeing her coming out of the cemetery, Yang Sisi was still in the car and helped her open the door.

On the way back to the city, Yang Sisi and song Xiangsi did not have any conversation. The taxi was very quiet, only the whistling sound of the car passing by kept ringing.

When the taxi drove into the Fifth Ring Road, Yang Sisi asked the taxi master to pull over and get off.

When the car stopped steadily, Yang Sisi opened his wallet. When he wanted to pay, he sat on the side and looked at Song Xiangsi, who had never moved outside the window. He opened his mouth. His voice sounded hoarse: "I'll come."

Yang Sisi was not polite. He simply closed the wallet, stuffed it into the bag, said "thank you" and pushed the door open.

Before closing the door, Yang Sisi hesitated for a moment, or opened his mouth to song Xiangsi in the car: "originally, I shouldn't have told you this, because Jiamu told me that you are married, but I just think that he knows he can't be with you, but he doesn't want to find someone to accompany him through the rest of his life? I feel sad... "

When Yang Sisi said this, her eyes suddenly turned red. She thought that this was probably the only time in her life. After being hurt, she still wanted to treat him without complaint or regret.

Yang Sisi bent his lips and laughed at Song Xiangsi, and said "goodbye" in a light tone. She quickly closed the door, turned away, and fell down with tears in the corner of her eyes.

Song Xiangsi wanted a taxi driver to take him back to the Suyuan apartment, but finally went to an old community next to the second ring road.

Mushroom private dishes have not been closed, there is only a table of guests eating, that table people drink a lot of wine, speak a little loud.

The landlady still remembers song Xiangsi. She was very happy to see her and took her to a relatively quiet corner.

Song Xiangsi has no appetite, but she still orders some dishes.

When the landlady placed an order, she couldn't help saying, "you and Mr. Xu have not changed their taste for so many years. He always orders these dishes when he comes here."

Of course, song Xiangsi knows that Mr. Xu is Xu Jiamu. She has a slight change in her expression and is silent for a moment. She asks, "does he often come here to eat?"

"Often." The proprietress made a good list and said with a smile, "basically every week I come here, and every time I'm a person, I always like to ask for two sets of tableware. I put them on the position opposite to him. I always put them in which tableware I'm going to

"Oh." Song Xiangsi curved her lips and laughed, but she was not talking.

The landlady turned away with the menu.

Because there are few customers in the shop, the food is served quickly.

The dishes were the same as before, and they did not change at all. However, song Xiangsi was a little hard to swallow. In the end, he hardly moved, so he settled the bill and left.

At this time, it was ten o'clock in the night, but song Xiangsi didn't directly stop the bus home, but walked aimlessly along the road.

Fungus private dishes are very close to the business circle. When song Xiangsi is tired, he finds that the building of Xu's enterprise is on the opposite side of the street.

Song Xiangsi held her head high for a long time, then she counted to Xu Jiamu's office with the light on. However, because it was too high, she could not see what kind of scene was inside.

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