Chapter 423

As song Zian walked, Chu Nian flashed in his mind.

Song Zian can't remember when her world was full of Chu Nian.

Chu Nian's smile, Chu Nian's seriousness, Chu Nian's character, Chu Nian's faith

Song Zian felt that the world he was most concerned about had changed over the years. For a time, he didn't know how to deal with himself.

Song Zian walked. For a moment, Chao wanted to pick up the phone and call Chu Nian and tell him that she never wanted to do anything. His sister wanted to be with Chu Nian all her life and forever in Song Zian's eyes.

But song Zian felt that these words, put in his heart for so many years, were too cheap and too dismissive.

Song Zian returns home dejected. Yang Lele and song Yimin are very happy to see song Zian go home in normal time

"Zi'an, I came back early today!" Yang Lele took the lead in opening the chatterbox.

Song Zian didn't want to answer Yang Lele. He didn't even have the strength to open his mouth. The whole person seemed to be immersed in a gray mud and couldn't pull it out.

Song Zian returns to his room without a sound, leaving behind Yang Lele and song Yimin worried eyes.

"What happened to zi'an?" Yang Lele asked song Yimin instead of waiting for song zi'an's answer.

"I don't know! Is there any problem with the company?" Song Yimin was also anxious at the moment. He didn't know what had happened.

"No, we zi'an are always optimistic about how big things can happen to the company." Yang Lele has been in the workplace for many years. I really can't think of what kind of blow can make song zi'an look like this.

Song Zian has always been lively and optimistic. There has never been such a scene, which makes Yang Lele and song Yimin deeply anxious.

Yang Lele and song Yimin are in a hurry outside and want to ask song Zian, but song Zian just looks like he doesn't want to say anything.

Yang Lele and song Yimin are afraid of being forced too hard, which makes song Zian more sad. They are all thinking about what they can do.

Yang Lele prepared the meal absently, crept to song Zian's door and listened to the movement in the house, but he didn't hear anything. Song Yimin also stood not far away, stretching his head to see Yang Lele's reaction.

"Zi'an, it's time for dinner. Today, my mother made your favorite sweet and sour ribs." Yang Lele said in a gentle voice, for fear that his voice would scare song zi'an.

But there was still no response.

Yang Lele anxiously gestures to song Yimin.

Song Yimin can only reluctantly shake his head. At this moment, Yang Lele and song Yimin look a little old.

For a long time, the door opened, and song Zian appeared in front of Yang Lele and song Yimin without expression.

Most of the makeup on his face has already fallen off, his eyes are still red and swollen, and his face with an open smile is also tight at the moment. At this moment, Yang Lele and song Yimin were very distressed.

Song Zian just doesn't want Yang Lele and song Yimin to worry. She doesn't want to pretend that nothing has happened, but it's too difficult.

Yang Lele and song Yimin don't blink when they see song Zian sitting down for dinner. They generally look at Song Zian's face for fear of missing something.

"Mom and Dad, I'm fine. Let's eat." Song Zian felt that he was very frustrated now. He wanted to say something to comfort Yang Lele and song Yimin, but he opened his mouth and said only one sentence.

"En en, have a meal." Yang Lele quickly gathered up to dilute the slightly embarrassing atmosphere.

Song Zicheng just eats quietly. Since Song Zian came back from the United States, Yang Lele thinks of ways to cook delicious food for song Zian every day.

It's just that song Zian today is different from his previous joy. He eats very little.

In the evening, Song Zi quietly crossed his legs on the bed, and his heart was still very heavy.

Song Zian felt like he had a long dream. It was so beautiful. He just woke up and found that everything was too far apart.

Yang Lele and song Yimin muttered for a long time. They didn't know what difficulties song Zian had encountered.

Unable to sleep over and over, Yang Lele knocked on Song Zian's door.

"Zi'an, let me see you." Yang Lele looked at Song zi'an's extremely haggard face. He was heartbroken. He had only worked for one day. Looking at Song zi'an seemed to have lost a whole circle.

"Mom, I'm fine." Song Zian can only comfort Yang Lele in this way, although this comfort seems extremely weak and has no credibility.

"Zian, what's the matter with you? Tell your mother, don't let your mother worry." Yang Lele came to song Zian and sat down, gently stroking song Zian's back, like coaxing her to sleep when she was a child.

"Mom, today I went to find brother Chu Nian, but I didn't go in. I heard brother Chu Nian say that he always treated me as a sister..."

As song Zian spoke, his eyes became red again.

Yang Lele's hand suddenly stopped. This is what Yang Lele and song Yimin are most afraid of.

Song Zian has been pestering Chu Nian since childhood. After so many years, fools can see song Zian's friendship for Chu Nian.

But Chu Nian seems to be a love insulator. I don't know whether it's unintentional or not

What Yang Lele fears most is that Chu Nian hurt her most precious daughter one day.

But when this moment comes, Yang Lele doesn't know how to persuade song Zian. After all, he has paid his heart. Now he is really hurt.

"Mom, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me. I've been afraid to tell brother Chu Nian. In fact, I'm just afraid that he will refuse me. I thought that if we go on like this, sooner or later, we will get the result I want. I live like an ostrich, and now it's time to face it." Song Zi said quietly, but it made the listener inexplicably sad.

"Zian, don't be sad. Mom and dad will always be with you. Chu Nian is a good child, but he's too dull!" Yang Lele sighed as he said, as if he had infinite melancholy.

"Mom, my mind has been confused for a long time. Since brother Chu Nian treats me as a sister, I can't escape like this all the time. I can't let you and dad worry."

On Song Zian's slightly sad face, there was a trace of determination.

"My good baby." Yang Lele can only hold song Zian.

When his most cherished baby was injured, Yang Lele felt his heart trembling and felt the pain all the time.

Yang Lele only hopes that song Zian can quickly come out of this love war and return to the original lively, lovely and sensible appearance.

"Well, mom, go to bed. I'm fine." song

Zian forced a smile out of her mouth, like a lily just watered by the heavy rain.

Song Zian, who is alone, is still so reluctant to give up, although she has made a decision in her heart.

Song Zian took out many pictures exhibited in his own design exhibition not long ago. He looked at them one by one, crying and laughing. Song Zian felt as if he had grown up a lot overnight. In his heart, there was a mood called pain.

Chu Nian, the culprit, has no consciousness of the perpetrator.

Chu Nian worked overtime in the office until the night came, as if she didn't feel tired at all.

He Tiantian seems to be accompanied by Chu Nian and has no idea of going home. She feels that she is accompanying Chu Nian in this way, and her heart is infinitely happy.

However, Chu Nian was unaware of these.

Chu Nian has always believed that he Tiantian is a good secretary, works carefully and diligently.

When Chu Nian got home, it was almost ten o'clock.

It seems to be a hard leisure after busy, so that Chu Nian can sit down quietly and take care of all the current things.

Chu Nian soon remembered that he Tiantian mentioned the handu group to him today. Without any hesitation, Chu Nian dialed song Zian.

Song Zian, who was in a trance, saw the "brother Chu Nian" lit up on the screen, and the exclusive avatar song Zian had previously dedicated to Chu Nian also flickered.

Uncontrollably, song Zian had a moment of emotional fluctuation, but at the thought of what Chu Nian said today, song Zian scolded himself severely in his heart.

Unlike his usual high spirits, song Zian immediately answered the phone. For the first time, song Zian delimited the connect button very modestly.

"Hello." Song Zian's voice sounded like no waves. This is the effect song Zian wants now.

Song Zian told himself that he should get along with Chu Nian in this way in the future, and don't keep any wild thoughts.

"Zi'an, today, handu group proposed to let Hibiscus revise the sample draft for early publicity. I specially told you."

I didn't hear the customary "brother Chu Nian". Chu Nian felt for a moment whether song Zian's phone had changed and didn't see that it was his own phone?

"OK, when?" Song Zian's business tone was flawless.

"Well, the sooner the better."

Chu Nian always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was. He just wondered.

"OK, I'll modify it as soon as possible and send it to your email after modification." Song Zian tried to control his wording and didn't want to tangle more.

According to song Zian's routine in the past, after finishing his business, he must ask Chu Nian what he had for dinner? What are you doing now? Are you ready to sleep

But at this moment, song Zian felt naive and ridiculous when he thought of himself.

"OK." Chu Nian seems to have never met such song Zian. He is not sticky at all. The purpose of speaking seems to be to end quickly, which makes Chu Nian uncomfortable for no reason.

"Well, let's do it first. I'll hang up first. Good night."

Song Zian felt that he spoke quickly at the end, because deliberate control was not the most sincere expression in his heart.