Because Xia’s father and mother were busy with work, Xia Wenyan was sent to his grandfather before he was one year old, forcibly adapting to the loneliness that he should not have experienced at that age.

He has always longed for family, friendship, and even sympathy.

"So he became jealous when he saw you and me so well." Xia Xingluo said that he was funny.

But as he smiled, his eyes turned red.

Although Xia Wenyan is not very competent, he will often yell at her.

Song Zhiyuan didn't know how to comfort her, and her mind was very confused.

Knowing what my friend was worried about, Xia Xingluo sniffed and asked, "Do you want to see him, do you want to renew your relationship with him?"

Song Zhiyuan shook her head, "It's impossible for us."

"Then what else do you want to see him? I want to see if the next one he is looking for is better?" Xia Xingluo didn't understand even more.

Just like she didn't understand why Zhou Qichuan didn't come to see Song Zhiyuan as soon as possible after he left the line, but went to apply for a household registration, and even asked to resign.

In her opinion, this was a cowardly behavior, exactly the same as Ji Yanli's unfaithful bastard.

Not a good thing!

Song Zhiyuan pursed her lips slightly and said in her heart, "I want to go and see if he is fine, and say thank you by the way."

"That's it?" Xia Xingluo was speechless, with a special look of disgust. "You have only a little success."

No matter how disgusted she was, she still took out her cell phone and dialed a phone number.

The opposite side quickly connected, and the girl's voice was filled with joy, "Sister Xingluo, is Sister Zhiyuan awake?"

Xia Xingluo responded angrily and handed the phone to Song Zhiyuan, "You two can chat, I'll cook porridge for you."

I didn't say I was hungry after waking up for a long time. Can a man be a food or what?

Before Song Zhiyuan asked, He Xue turned her words out, "Sister Zhiyuan, you are awake. The boss is so anxious that he can't even eat well, and he dare not go over to see you."

When she heard that she was still nervous about herself, Song Zhiyuan couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.

After a while, she squeezed out, "How is he?"

"Not very good." From He Xue's perspective, she actually felt sorry for Zhou Qichuan...

Compared to her hidden love in her heart that she could not see the light, she hoped that Zhou Qichuan and Song Zhiyuan could reunite with each other.

When Song Zhiyuan heard her say something was not good, she felt a little stuffy, as if she had been stuffed with a ball of soaked cotton, which made her almost breathless.

"Sister Zhiyuan, there is something my brother won't let me tell you, but I think you should know." He Xue suddenly spoke.

Without waiting for Song Zhiyuan to ask, she said directly, "The boss's mother has passed away."

Su Mujun is dead?

She did all the evil things in the early years, and used the videos of the scum to stimulate her mother again and again, tortured them, mother and daughter were worse than death.

Such a person will not relieve his hatred even if he goes to hell and is cut into pieces.

Why did she die so easily?

"Sister Zhiyuan, are you still listening?" He Xue didn't know the grudges in it, and only thought that Su Mujun used to object to them together.

Song Zhiyuan came back to her senses and responded softly, asking, "Did she die of illness?"

"No." He Xue hesitated for a few seconds before continuing, "Ms. Su committed suicide by jumping off the building."

She was lying on the hospital bed and was tortured by illness for too long, and she couldn't eat or sleep well. She had long been so thin that she was not decent.

Isn’t it a torture to be alive like this?

At the beginning, Zhou Jingyu's mother Sun Biqiao also committed suicide by jumping off the building.

At that time, Su Mujun would definitely not have thought that he would end up in the end of his life as he betrayed his relatives and jumped off the building and committed suicide.

Song Zhiyuan took a deep breath and said softly, "Thank you for telling me this."

"Sister Zhiyuan, are you still unwilling to forgive the boss?" He Xue couldn't help asking.

She didn't understand why the two people who had experienced life and death did not embrace each other, but instead distanced each other.

Anyone with eyes can tell that they still have feelings for each other.

Since there is love, why bother torture each other?

Song Zhiyuan's explanation came to her lips, leaving only a faint sentence, "It's all over."

Their direct affairs are not something that can be explained in one or two sentences.

Knowing that she was unwilling to say more, He Xue did not ask questions, but just pretended to be careless, "If our plane the day after tomorrow, Sister Zhiyuan can still catch up with a meal together."

They are going to fly to New York the day after tomorrow and are currently handing over the work at hand.

It's really hard to see you again this time.

"I won't eat any more. If possible, I'll say thank you to Mr. Zhou on my behalf." The words agreed were around my mouth, but Song Zhiyuan still couldn't say it.

She never thought that she would become so cowardly that she would not even have the courage to meet him.

"No." He Xue's tone suddenly became tough, "Sister Zhiyuan, if you are really grateful to the boss, wouldn't it be more sincere to thank him in person?"

After saying that, she immediately hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy sound coming from the other end, Song Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips helplessly.

"I am worthy of being my sister ***, and I did a pretty job." Xia Xingluo was happy as soon as he heard this, and even wanted to applaud He Xue.

That's great!

Song Zhiyuan glanced at her quietly, said nothing, and lowered her head to continue drinking porridge.

Looking at her side face that had obviously lost a lot of weight, Xia Xingluo was both distressed and angry, "What are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Song Zhiyuan didn't raise her head and asked knowingly.

Xia Xingluo glared at her, "Professor Shi, you don't want it anymore, Zhou Qichuan, you won't see you. In the future, will you plan to make a living alone?"

Song Zhiyuan, "It's good to be alone."

At least, not that tired.

"Not good!" Xia Xingluo walked up and snatched the bowl from her hand, "You have only made a fortune. You have slept even though you're afraid of meeting each other?"

The more she said, she became more and more angry, "They risked their lives to save you, but that's the sea. If they die, they may not even find the entire body. Do you want some conscience?"

As friends, Xia Xingluo didn't want to say these things.

But when she thought of Song Zhiyuan's appearance of being entangled by nightmare when she first left Zhou Qichuan, she was a little scared, afraid that she would regret it in the future.

By that time, there was really no regret medicine sold.

Faced with Xia Xingluo's accusations, Song Zhiyuan didn't look up from beginning to end and just listened silently.

"Yuan Yuan, will you really not regret it in the future?" Xia Xingluo asked unwillingly.

As a bystander, she knew the relationship between them too well. So what if she was cruel and separated, could she let it go?

Unable to get Song Zhiyuan's answer, Xia Xingluo was a little discouraged and muttered to himself, "If he knew this, he would regret changing his surname."

"What regret?" Song Zhiyuan suddenly looked up and caught the point of his words.

Zhou Qichuan didn’t change his household registration, what does it have to do with his surname?
Chapter completed!