Song Ziming was silent for a long time, looked at her and whispered, "what about now?"
"Do you expect me to love you?"
After being poked, song Ziming was in a trance and couldn't help saying, "after all, we spent ten years together..."
Su Xiangwan interrupted with a smile: "yes, if you treat me well, I will miss this decade. But I've been living like a year in these ten years. Do you expect me to miss it
Song Ziming's words were blocked, and his eyes were covered with gray and black, and he seemed to be in despair.
"I'm very well now. Mu Beiting treats me very well. I love him very much." Mention Mu Beiting, Su Xiangwan's eyes are gentle.
Then, her eyes fell on Song Ziming and said again: "if you feel regret, you don't have to show some sincerity when you treat people in the future. Since you remember the past, it is also a creation. Life is still long. If you feel repentant, you may be happy in the future. "
Song Ziming said to himself, "no more Never again... "
From remembering these.
From seeing her with Mu Beiting.
He will never again.
He lost him anyway.
At this time, Su Xiangwan's phone rings, she has a look, is mu Beiting.
"Where it is." Mu Beiting opened his mouth in a deep voice and looked at his watch. He was worried.
"At Regal Hotel."
"How much longer." Mu Beiting spoke in a deep voice.
"Come here now and call me when you are."
"I'm right outside the door."
"Well, I'm going out now."
After hanging up the phone, Su looked at Song Ziming in the evening, got up and said, "I'll leave if there's nothing wrong. I'll see you in the future."
Seeing her get up and leave, song Ziming couldn't help saying, "it's too late!"
Sue looked at him in the evening, waiting for the following.
"You Can you cook me a meal again? In the past, you would always prepare the meal and wait for me to come back, but I It seems that I haven't eaten it once. " Song Ziming opened his mouth with a bitter smile, just want to circle once again once again.
He always thought, if only he was not so cold at that time.
If only I could give her some praise.
Even if he didn't, even if he just tasted it.
"Can you make it for me again? Later I won't disturb you any more. I'll take it as my wish. " Song Ziming spoke slowly.
Su Xiangwan was not moved by him. He said, "I'm sorry."
So Sue turned to leave in the evening.
After two steps, she stopped and turned to look at Song Ziming again.
Song Ziming also slowly stood up, with a faint expectation in his eyes.
Su Xiangwan's eyes were calm and soft, with a touch of sincerity and a soft voice: "I wish you happiness."
She turned and left.
This time, the pace is firm, and there is no turning back.
Song Ziming's figure swayed for a few minutes and then fell back to his chair.
He looked at her quietly, and soon saw a tall and straight man from a black Bentley in the rain curtain.
With a black umbrella in one hand, he went to the tarmac in front of the hotel door and took her in his arms.
The umbrella was very big, but still slightly tilted, covering her tightly.
Mu Beiting holding Su Xiangwan, afraid of her cold, warm voice: "how not to wear more points."
"I didn't expect it rained suddenly. It would be fine." Su Xiangwan responded.
He carefully put her in the car, closed the door and got on the other side.
Before getting on the bus, the line of sight is slightly raised, facing song Ziming sitting by the glass window in the hotel lobby.
Their eyes met.
Mu Beiting faintly takes back, sits in the car, closes the door tightly.
Song Ziming watched the car disappear slowly in the rain curtain, the corner of his eyes turned red, and a piece of water light overflowed from his eyes.
After all, he failed to fulfill a wish.
There will be no more opportunities.
He has no more chance.