He knows that even if his album is selling well now, there will be more fans.
But no matter how he struggled forward, he still couldn't protect her.
It was as if he had only recently known that she had experienced that experience six years ago, but the funny thing is that even if he knew it, he could do nothing.
Not even to be with her.
Lu Qian knows that she no longer needs him.
Or, in fact, it's never needed.
"Lu Qian." Zhao Siqing whispered his name.
Lu Qian smiled at her, her eyes doting and gentle as before.
"How about happiness? Shall we all be happy? " Zhao Siqing looked at him and spoke softly.
Lu Qian's Adam's apple was fretting, but he felt that a good word was particularly difficult.
He let her go and pushed her away.
He didn't know how to be happy.
"If I am happy, I am happy." Lu Qian smiled at her and spoke softly.
No matter what Huo Jingchen did to him, he thought that as long as he took her to heart, he would be happy.
Zhao Siqing's eyes were also a little sore. Looking at Lu Qian, he said softly, "I will always remember the two years when I was in country M. I will pick me up at the bar where I work every night, and I will remember walking along the long dark path with me. I will also remember learning to cook for me, and I will remember walking on the leaves in the school garden..."
Just some people, doomed to miss.
Sometimes accompany and move, can't become love.
But those who have had a good, it will always be branded in memory, become this rough life unforgettable warmth.
Lu Qian smiled and Wen said, "please let me know about the wedding. If you can, I'd like to go with you on the red carpet."
Even if it's handed over to another man.
Zhao Siqing smiled at him. He was about to open his mouth, but he was interrupted by a shrill voice: "no way."
Huo Jingchen pushed the door in a blue face, and his eyes fell on Lu Qian, who was extremely sinister.
Seeing Huo Jingchen, the warmth in Luqian's eyes faded.
Zhao Siqing is afraid that Huo Jingchen will cause something else. He immediately reaches out his hand to hold him and looks at Lu Qian and says, "I will tell you when the wedding date is set."
"Good." Lu Qian speaks in a warm voice.
Words fall, his line of sight falls on the Huo Jingchen of the lip light purses on one side, slowly way: "since grab of thing, Mr. Huo must cherish."
Huo Jingchen's eyes were sinister, and he sneered, "rob? Got it? "
Lu Qian's face turned white, and the gloom between his eyebrows became heavy. He said softly, "take care of her."
Huo Jingchen was about to say something more when Zhao Siqing gave him a big wring on the arm.
Huo Jingchen screwed up his eyebrows, his eyes became more and more gloomy, but he didn't speak again.
Lu Qian finally takes a look at Zhao Siqing and turns to leave.
*As soon as he left, Huo Jingchen's face sank completely. He turned to the sofa and sat down without saying a word. His cheeks were tight, and even his hair seemed to have written some big words that I was upset.
Zhao Siqing went to him and poked him in the face. He chuckled, "Huo Qibao."
He took off her hand, his face cold and silent.
Zhao Siqing squatted in front of him so that he could look at him directly. Wen Sheng asked, "really angry?"
Huo Jingchen raised his eyes and looked at her. His eyes were dark, obviously in a low mood.
When he saw Nalan Yanran and Xie Yumian coming out, he was outside the door. Lu Qian's words were clear to him.