"My mother said that I am her favorite person and her hope..."
"She gave me the best things. I only have her, and she only has me. We...we..."
He was talking incoherently, trying to find evidence from his past memories that would reassure him.
But once certain thoughts arise, all the details that were once ignored will grow back. Even if you cut them down like crazy, you can't make your mind clean.
"Stern cold..."
I really had no support, so I could only rely on instinct and call out his name, just like a talisman, it was the last line of defense in my heart.
He knelt down beside her, raised his hand to smooth her hair, and held her face.
"Do you believe me?"
Song Xiang stared at him, her eyes were red, but she didn't shed any tears. She was so frightened that she couldn't even shed tears.
He nodded once, reacted, and nodded heavily again and again.
Who else could she trust besides him?
"What ending do you want?" he asked.
Song Xiang was stunned.
She didn't understand what he meant.
Yan Han looked at her and said in a serious tone, "If you think the world is too cruel, I will create one for you that you like, okay?"
Whatever result you want, that's what the result will be.
My throat was stuck and I couldn't make any sound at all.
Song Xiang put his hands on his knees and shook his head wildly.
"You don't want it, you really want it, right?"
He knew that once the matter came out, she would have no other choice but to face it head-on.
It is not Song Xiang's character to deceive himself and others.
"What do you want me to do?"
Song Xiang froze and leaned on his shoulder. He calmed down for a long time before speaking: "The thing is in my pocket."
Yan Han held her up with one hand and reached into her pocket with the other hand.
There was something wrapped in a tissue paper inside, and he knew what it was without opening it.
Song Xiang said: "Please help me test it, I believe you."
"good."
He already knew the answer, but he still made a sound with difficulty, stood up, and pulled the person up.
Song Xiang squatted for so long that her legs were numb and she couldn't walk at all.
Yan Han picked him up, walked slowly down the wooden bridge, and walked back to the main house.
…
After not sleeping all night, Song Xiang got up early, ate and went to work just like yesterday.
Yan Han didn't send her to the company specifically. The two of them seemed to have agreed not to mention certain things.
However, even without saying it, some changes have already occurred.
Song Xiang never got angry in meetings, but on that day, he threw a glass at the meeting and cleaned up all the departments that needed to be rectified.
His attitude and style are completely different from the same person.
The little girls in the secretary's office gathered together to discuss, suspecting that she had been dumped by Yan Han, and they were collectively scolded by Ding Fan.
"Mr. Song, you are not in good condition. Did something happen?"
Song Xiang quickly signed his name on the latest document without raising his head, "No."
Ding Fan saw that she was not going to say anything, so he was too embarrassed to ask any more questions.
It was Suman who came up, saw that her face was not good, and asked her bluntly if there was something wrong with her relationship.
Song Xiang shook his head, so she broke the casserole and asked him to the end. When she finally asked, Song Xiang started to get irritated.
"It's so miserable for you two to fall in love, especially Mr. Yan, who has been completely tamed by you."
Song Xiang frowned and said nothing to her.
Suman shrugged helplessly and left.
There was silence in the room, and Song Xiang weakly let go of the pen. The seemingly seamless armor was actually made of clay and easily disintegrated when exposed to water.
Suman touched the most precious and vulnerable place in her heart.