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Zhang Song put out a special POS from Zhou Xingchi's movie to protect Chen Yuxin behind him. He waved his right hand in the air and said, "She's my woman. I didn't want to mess with you guys. You better not mess with me."

However, the two criminals weren't pushovers. They didn't take Zhang Song's threat seriously at all. The Tyrannosaurus Rex angrily scolded: "Fuck you, stop playing tricks on laozi, your grandpa I wasn't scared to death." As he spoke, he took a step forward like a bolt of lightning and struck out with his huge fist.

Zhang Song slightly turned his body to the side and grabbed the fist of the Tyrannosaurus Rex. Then he lifted his right foot and kicked the Tyrannosaurus Rex ruthlessly in the abdomen. The tyrannosaur man screamed and fell to the ground, unable to get up. When the bald man saw that his boss had been beaten, he hastily went forward to fight with Zhang Song. Zhang Song dodged left and right while the bald man's eyes were filled with tears and his face was bruised.

After settling everything, the security guards in the bar rushed out. Zhang Song quickly pulled Chen Yuxin away.

The two of them only stopped after they had passed a few intersections. Chen Yu Xin turned her body to the side to look at Zhang Song, and then affectionately said, "Zhang Song, thank you for saving me."

Zhang Song had long since lost his previous gentleness. His face was expressionless as he calmly said, "You're welcome. It's just a coincidence that I touched you."

After saying that, the two of them stared at each other, not knowing what to say. Zhang Song quickly broke the deadlock and tried to escape. "Look, it's already very late. Why don't you …"

"Anyway, I won't be able to sleep when I go back now. How about this, I'll treat you to a midnight snack." Chen Yu Xin said as she ended the conversation.

Zhang Song originally wanted to say that it was already very late and he still had to go to work tomorrow. Unexpectedly, Chen Yu Xin thought Zhang Song wanted to invite her out for supper. Zhang Song hurriedly stopped her and said, "I didn't mean it that way. I meant it's already very late, so you'd better go back and sleep."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Chen Yu Xin's eyes. He said in a low voice, "Oh, I'll be going then."

Zhang Song hurriedly turned around and left as if he had been pardoned. He understood that since he and she were already in the past, there shouldn't be too much of a entanglement. Moreover, there was a girl that deeply loved him waiting for him in the distance. He didn't want to hurt her heart, and he wouldn't betray her like Chen Yuxin had done to him.

There was no love without a reason, and there was no hate without a reason. It would be a lie to say that Zhang Song was not interested in Chen Yu Xin at all. After all, she was someone that he deeply loved, and even if they were separated now, she was still his first love, the first love that allowed him to have a taste of the forbidden fruit of his love. Even if he deeply loved Mu Xinyi now, somewhere in his heart, there was still a trace of her figure. In terms of love, perhaps there was still more. In terms of hatred, there should be. After all, she had mercilessly betrayed him, ruthlessly pierced his fragile heart, and completely shattered his love for her into pieces.

After sending Yu Xin off, Zhang Song returned to his residence full of thoughts. When he reached home, Zhang Song took a shower. He put all the uneasiness out of his mind and threw it all out of the sky. He then went straight to bed and slept soundly.

Soon, Zhang Song fell asleep.

In his dream, he dreamt that he was drinking at a KTV, and beside him sat a girl who looked very much like Mu Xinyi.

The girl was about 168 centimeters tall. She had a good figure, a bright face, and a perfectly curved face. Her large eyes could captivate a man and turn him into ashes.

In the dream, Zhang Song looked at the girl and suddenly felt his adrenal glands rushing up, almost hitting his own forehead.

Under the influence of the alcohol, Zhang Song could not help but feel intoxicated. Zhang Song looked at the group of mesmerized men and women dancing in a frenzy, then looked at the girl sitting beside him. He couldn't help but feel a little unable to control himself. F * ck, I'm not a calm Liu Xianhui, why would I pretend to be a saint? Only an idiot would not take advantage of a beautiful woman in his arms!

Thinking of this, Zhang Song suddenly felt his entire body was scorching hot. He did not care about anything else, and suddenly hugged the girl tightly in his embrace. His hands involuntarily touched the girl's chest and back. Zhang Song no longer cared about it. The burning hot mouth was covered the cherry lips of the girl in his embrace, and the girl took the opportunity to put her tongue into Zhang Song's mouth. While she was talking, Zhang Song's hand was even tighter on her breast, back, and buttocks. The pretty girl's eyes were slightly closed, her cheeks were flushed, and she was panting heavily...

Just as the two were having an intimate moment, Zhang Song accidentally knocked over a wine bottle on the table and poured a large bottle of red wine over Zhang Song's head. Zhang Song couldn't help but quiver. What am I doing? Did I fall into someone else's trap?

Zhang Song quickly sat up. He looked at his disheveled clothes, the naked pretty girl in his arms, and then looked at the group of devilish men and women. He simply didn't know what he was doing, much less where he was. He quickly helped the girl up and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that to you."

"No need to apologize, I did it voluntarily. As long as you like it, I'm willing to do anything you want me to do." The girl said lovingly.

Zhang Song gently caressed the girl's long, elegant hair. "Idiot, how can I endure such a thing like you?"

The girl choked with sobs and said, "You are a man worthy of love. I hope that I can stay by your side and protect you for the rest of my life. I will fulfill your needs as long as you don't mind me."

"Yes, from today onwards, we will be together. As long as I, Zhang Song, am here, I will not let anyone bully you."

Zhang Song and the girl dressed and then went outside to sing in the room. The girl sang a song in English about the theme song "MyHeartWillGoOn," which was followed by a song called "CryOnMyShoulder." The girl's voice was very good. Just a slight touch was enough to make her sound like a pure singer. After that, the two of them sang a song called "A Promise of the Tides" by Zhang Xueyi and a song called "Happy Lovers" by Zheng Yuan. They coordinated very well and the beautiful melody brought their hearts closer to each other. Zhang Song really hoped that the beautiful love story would happen between him and this girl, but he knew that it was only a dream. In reality, he already had Mu Xinyi.

In his dream, Zhang Song had let go of all of his fatigue, allowing himself to relax completely. From then on, he exerted more and more pressure on himself, until he almost couldn't take it anymore. That night, Zhang Song smiled as he slept through his beautiful dreams, never waking up. Perhaps he was too tired, but on that night, he finally fell into a deep sleep, temporarily leaving everything behind. But could Zhang Song get what he wanted and have eternal love between Mu Xinyi and himself? Facing Zhang Song's future path, was it the Sun Path or the Thorny Twists? Could he change his life? How could he find it?

Early the next morning, Zhang Song woke up from his beautiful dream. When he woke up, nothing had happened. Nothing had changed. It was as if time had not turned, and he was still himself after all. Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Zhang Song stared blankly at his own reflection in the mirror. In the mirror in the bathroom, Zhang Song stared blankly at his own reflection in the mirror.

He smiled helplessly at the mirror, but his smile was mostly filled with a sense of loneliness and vicissitudes. He gently swayed his neck back and forth as he tried to wake himself up. Why was he so sentimental at such a young age? Was this an experience? Was it a form of maturity? However, he was truly too tired. So the price of maturity was this kind of pain that pierced the heart, yet he was powerless to redeem it. He could only allow it to develop and give no room for redemption. Young people, sad departure; the story of youth, painful heart; the dream of youth, unattainable; the traces of youth, like thrown stones, can not find the track, can only be remembered in the heart, but can never find the ring back...

After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, Zhang Song put on his coat. Without missing anything, he left the house and walked towards the company. The company wasn't far from where he lived. As long as he crossed a main road, he would arrive at the company, therefore, Zhang Song didn't need to squeeze into public transportation with those workers who got up early to go to work, because they were in a hurry. Perhaps their boss also thought of this problem, and rented such a close place for them to sleep in, which made it convenient for everyone and also didn't need to squeeze into public transportation with others. This was also the reason why Zhang Song had coincidentally bumped into Chen Yuxin last night and saved her from the hands of those two hooligans. It was because that bar was the only way for Zhang Song to get to work. At this time, Zhang Song walked to the entrance of the bar. Zhang Song raised his head and looked at the tightly shut door of the bar. Zhang Song smiled helplessly as he thought about the passionate and disorderly scene that followed the arrival of night. He did not linger and directly walked past the bar, walking towards his company.

From home, Zhang Song took a total of 20 minutes to walk to the company. After a short while, he had already seen his own company's shop. Zhang Song looked around and made sure there were no cars, then he crossed the zebra crossing and arrived at the other side of the street. Just as he was about to enter the company, someone said, "Little Zhang, it's so early."

Zhang Song smiled and replied, "Morning, Little Tan." In the company, Zhang Song and Tan Wenhao were around the same age, so the two of them got along very well. From being strangers to getting to know each other, they became very good friends.

After greeting each other, the two walked towards the company together. As they walked, they chatted about nonchalant topics. Their conversation was accompanied by laughter and jubilation that filled the city in the morning.