Since she was rescuing the child that Yun Mengxue had never met, she has stopped having nightmares these days and nights, and she has never had any more "appearances".

After finishing the work at hand, Song Zhiyu stretched out after finishing the table, then rubbed her stomach, and turned around and smiled at Yun Mengxue.

"Mengxue, are you hungry? Why don't we order some takeout and have a midnight snack?"

"Is it still eaten? Haven't I eaten it for a long time?"

Yun Mengxue showed a look of surprise on her face. Although Song Zhiyu was soft and weak, she actually had a very big appetite. If she hadn't deliberately eaten less, she would probably have eaten Yun Mengxue more than three times that of her conservatively.

Song Zhiyu shrugged and smiled embarrassedly.

"There's no way. I'm so busy because I dare to do the task. If I eat something to replenish from time to time, I will definitely be exhausted."

Yun Mengxue chuckled, then showed a look of apology.

"I'm sorry, it's all because I delayed your process. If you need my help in something, I will definitely help you!"

"What stupid things are you saying? I, Song Zhiyu, are not that kind of person."

Song Zhiyu glanced at Yun Mengxue with a smile. She always blamed herself and criticized herself from time to time, which made Song Zhiyu feel a little worried. Yun Mengxue was not so good, she would live a very depressed life.

"Okay! Let's not talk about this, order takeaway!"

As Song Zhiyu said that, she picked up her phone and dialed the number and found out that she had forgotten to recharge the phone bill for her phone.

"Hate it! Why was it shut down at this time? Pay the phone bill first, but I'm so hungry!"

While complaining and rubbing her stomach, Song Zhiyu turned on the computer to recharge her phone's phone.

"Play mine, otherwise I'm afraid that you will starve to death here after you recharge."

Yun Mengxue handed her cell phone to Song Zhiyu in a funny way, then got up and walked towards the bathroom.

"You should hurry up. I'll wash my face and get energetic first, so as not to fall asleep halfway through eating with you."

"You are really..."

Song Zhiyu wrinkled her nose at Yun Mengxue. After she entered the bathroom, the smile on her face slowly disappeared, and instead she replaced it with a hint of sorrow.

"Hey, is Yun Mengxue really okay with joking like this? Or is she pretending to be deliberately?"

It is very likely to pretend that she is happy, which is also Yun Mengxue's "strong point" forever, because she doesn't want others to worry about herself, and she doesn't want to always show her fragile side to others.

Flipped over the phone in his hand, Song Zhiyu found that this was the one that Yun Mengxue used two and a half years ago.

"I haven't noticed this time. It turns out that Mengxue is using the phone from the past. This is enough to show how nostalgic Mengxue is, hey..."

With a gentle sigh, Song Zhiyu slipped on the screen to unlock Yun Mengxue's phone, but accidentally touched the recording file. She didn't take it seriously and was about to return and exit, but she heard the sound of the recording file and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Luo Haochen, you are not me. You won't know how much I care about you, and you won't know how afraid I will lose you one day. It's a pity, we..."

"I don't know...will you regret that day. I just hope that when you feel regret one day, I can remember that I never thought of using this method to teach you how to cherish it."

This mobile recording is a self-monopologe when Yun Mengxue left the Luo family. She made the recording and wanted to commemorate this marriage with Luo Haochen that she shouldn't have, and a love that was not considered love.

Listening to this short but shocking recording, Song Zhiyu felt a soreness in her heart. She was about to cry. It seemed that she could also feel the great pain Yun Mengxue was suffering from this silent cry.

"No wonder Meng Xue has been hating that she cannot forget. With such deep feelings, how can she easily erase it?"

Song Zhiyu sighed softly and directly used the transfer file to pass the recording to his mobile phone number.

Song Zhiyu didn't know what force was driving her to do this, but she subconsciously felt that this kind of recording should be heard for Luo Haochen, even though Yun Mengxue was rejecting Luo Haochen now.

The file was not very big, and it was passed on and accepted every second. At this time, the door of the bathroom was gently pushed open. Song Zhiyu hurriedly exited the recording file, and handed the phone to Yunmengxue who had walked out of the lock screen.

"Have you called and ordered takeout? What did you order?"

Yun Mengxue asked Song Zhiyu with a smile. She covered her unnatural expression and turned her head slightly and touched her head awkwardly and smiled.

"I remember that I transferred all the money to another bank card for recharge phone bills. I had to go out to save the phone bills and go directly to that store to buy midnight snacks. You can wait for me at home."

After Song Zhiyu finished speaking, she got up and put on her coat and walked out the door. The moment the door was closed, Yun Mengxue's eyes were full of doubts.

"Will Zhiyu's silver turn the tent empty? It's a bit strange!"

It’s not that Yun Mengxue wants to suspect Song Zhiyu, but that she has known Song Zhiyu for so long and never thinks that she is a person without any preparation.

Besides, Song Zhiyu himself has a lot of income. Even if he leaves at least one or two hundred or dozens of yuan in the silver market, it is enough to recharge the phone bill. Why does he transfer it without leaving a penny?

Doubt is doubt, and Yun Mengxue has no place to doubt Song Zhiyu.

"Forget it, I'm thinking too much. After all, Zhiyu has always been the one who helps me."

Yun Mengxue smiled self-deprecatingly. She was really too careless. Now she is really a little bit full of plants and trees.

...

Song Zhiyu came outside and paid the money in the store where she recharged her phone bill. The phone was quickly opened.

He hesitated for a long time with his cell phone. Although she was very straightforward when she transferred the documents before, she really needed to listen to Luo Haochen, and she still needed to think carefully.

"Meng Xue is so hostile to Luo Haochen now. If he hears this recording, will he be unable to help looking for Mengxue again and then cause her extreme disgust?"

After thinking about it, Song Zhiyu finally made up her mind.

"Hey, don't care! Contact Luo Haochen first!"

Opening the offline recording file received, Song Zhiyu directly passed it to Luo Haochen's mobile phone number. Looking at the words "Send Completed", her heart seemed to be hitting hard with a heavy hammer.

"Hu... Mengxue and Luo Haochen, for the love between you two, my heart will suffer."

Talking to himself, Song Zhiyu suddenly remembered another thing.

"Since the child belongs to two people, Mengxue cannot be borne by the only one. Luo Haochen, the evil is caused by you, and you must be responsible for Mengxue and the child."

Slide the screen again to unlock the phone, Song Zhiyu opened the "Edit Short Message", pressed a bunch of words like flying, entered Luo Haochen's mobile phone number and sent it directly.

...

In the dark night study, only a few orange-red lights emerged when tobacco burned, but the light disappeared in just a short moment, and followed by another short burning light.

Who invented the cigarette? It can make people create smoke and clouds on such a lonely night, lingering back and forth in the lonely air. Who stole whose heart? He was intoxicated in pain and cried all day long.

He sucked deeply and vomited heavily. The smoke lingered above his head, rendering a psychedelic hazy color, and Luo Haochen's heart was filled with indescribable great pain.

After pressing the received recording file, Luo Haochen could no longer remember that this was his first time listening to it tonight.

The recording file is playing on the mobile phone—

"Luo Haochen, you are not me. You won't know how much I care about you, and you won't know how afraid I will lose you one day. It's a pity, we..."

"I don't know...will you regret that day. I just hope that when you feel regret one day, I can remember that I never thought of using this method to teach you how to cherish it."

Cold tears fell on the back of his hand. Luo Haochen didn't want to be an iron man made of steel forging anymore. He could feel pain even if he had love and love. At this moment, the figure of Yun Mengxue recording seemed to appear in front of him.

She cried silently, feeling entangled in her heart. Tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the screen of her phone. A faint smile that made people feel distressed and self-deprecating was pulled up at the corner of her mouth.

Yun Mengxue is a person who disdains to do such things. She will not pretend to be pretentious and attract others' sympathy. When she recorded this passage, she only used it to mourn her love that had died in her heart before it even developed.

Luo Haochen seemed to see Yun Mengxue standing in the rain, looking up at the sky, letting the rain wash her face, because only in this way can she not be found crying.

The more I thought about it, the more painful it hurts. It was so colic that I couldn't breathe. Luo Haochen took a deep breath.

"Xue'er, I thought that letting yourself retreat and never appear again will make you temporarily forget the pain, but I didn't expect that you were enduring such torture."

The message from Song Zhiyu told Luo Haochen that Yun Mengxue suffered in the past two years and that they went to Prajna Temple a few days ago to save the lost children.

At this moment, although Luo Haochen seemed to be indifferent on the outside, he was actually already in a state of uproar.

Who is in whose heart? Who is hurting whose heart?

Luo Haochen once believed that the Yun family's biggest disease was that Yun Mengxue was not worthy of sympathy and pity, and was not worthy of love, because their father and daughter took away everything from the Chu family, and she followed Chu Mengyao's light.

"Why do those who should be alive die, but the most damn person live in this world?" This sentence was always the entanglement in Luo Haochen's heart, the dead knot he tied to himself.

It was not until he parted with Yun Mengxue that he deeply realized that they had been entangled and loved each other in this way. After breaking up, even the longing was a crime. That love was nothing but turned into a cloud.

"Change into clouds... into clouds? Xueer... Yunmengxue..."

After the separation, Luo Haochen could no longer say how much regret he regretted. If he used the description of "I regretted my intestines", it would be just a small witch, and he was so heartbroken that he regretted it.

The internal organs seemed to be hit hard by the hot iron until they were hit in a mess, which made Luo Haochen remember that his fault was always the sin committed by his impulse and irrationality.

"Xue'er, life is so bitter and tasteless without you. In my eyes, the gray sky is the only tears."

Luo Haochen knew that he would not get any results when he forced Yun Mengxue to do so, and that he really had no idea what kind of results he got.

"Luo Haochen cannot live without the existence of Yunmengxue. No matter who you will become in the future, I would rather stand in the snow and wait for you to turn back. Because in my heart, you will always be the only one, you will be alone."
Chapter completed!