Chapter seven hundred and forty-ninth leave my sadness to myself
Song Sanxi smiled bitterly and said, "Yourong, you really misunderstood. In fact, yesterday morning Luo Jiao and I..."
Su Yourong looked very calm, raised her hand, and interrupted him: "It's okay, whether it's a misunderstanding or true, I can accept it..."
"But you ran away angry."
"But now I've figured it out and I'm not angry anymore. It's nothing. Luo Jiao is very good and has devoted a lot to your career and mine. It's hard for me to imagine what could support her to continue to work hard and persevere and achieve great results."
Good management and operating results have created several reliable management teams. Now, I understand..."
Su Yourong was very calm, and his voice didn't have many emotional ups and downs. It really changed a lot.
She looked into Song Sanxi's eyes seriously, not escaping at all, "Because it is the power of love that gives her enough support. At least, she loves you, I can feel it and see it. And you
...I don’t know who I love, but obviously, it won’t be me. If it’s Luo Jiao, then as my ex-wife, I have no right or reason to quarrel with her. I can still be friends, boss and employee, and live in harmony.
And I wish you all the best. She is really good and deserves to be cherished by you."
After saying that, Su Yourong stood up and smiled in a formal and polite manner, "Okay Sanxi, thank you for coming to visit me. It's almost time. I should go back to the hotel to remove makeup, rest, have dinner, and study."
After saying that, she stretched out her hand to Song Sanxi.
Song Sanxi felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable, but she smiled and shook her hand.
"It should have come a long time ago, but I was negligent."
"No, you are very busy, I understand. Goodbye?"
Su Yourong raised his hand, elegantly, politely, and calmly.
She has really improved a lot compared to before.
Song Sanxi's strong psychological quality made it hard for her to leave.
However, Song Sanxi could only go to the seat next to the pavilion and pick up an exquisite packaging bag, "Let's go, here is your medicinal tea, I hope you can make it in time. I'll take you down, my car is over there."
"I accept your gift and sincerely say thank you. I can carry it myself, and I can go down without wasting your time. Your time is also very precious. But please, you are in Zhonghai, please spend more time with Tiantian
, I am so far away, I really feel ashamed to be a mother."
"Don't say that, Yourong, Tiantian will understand. I will try my best to fulfill your request. Let's go, I'll send you off."
Song Sanxi insisted, and Su Yourong no longer objected.
Two people, side by side, went down the mountain with their backs to the sunset.
Two figures stretched very long in the sunset, flowing gracefully down the curved mountain road stone steps.
The two of them walked in unison, silently descending.
In the air, the scent of mountain flowers and green grass, blown by the cool breeze, makes people feel inexplicably comfortable.
The gentle breeze stirred up Su Yourong's long, somewhat scattered hair, and gently played with Song Sanxi's ears and neck, tickling her soul.
For a long time, I didn't say a word.
We are almost at the bottom of the mountain.
"Yourong." Song Sanxi looked at the road under his feet and said softly.
"Huh?" Su Yourong held a small handbag in both hands, nodded gently, and looked at the road under his feet.
"Can I...can hold your hand? Like a friend..."
"No." Su Yourong put her hands behind her back and threw her handbag behind her back. She pursed her red lips lightly and a delicate blush appeared on her face.
"Oh...can I walk with you all the way? The road we came from was a little dark."
"Aren't you accompanying me?"
"I think it's because I'm not gentle enough to share..."
"Mr. Song, I'm here!" Su Yourong took the medicine bag from Song Sanxi's hand, turned around, and got into his car in a few steps.
"Okay, Yourong, take care!" Song Sanxi said with an indifferent and bitter smile, "Would you like to go together?"
"No need, the influence is not good, let's go our separate ways, Mr. Song!" Su Yourong smiled lightly, his smile unable to conceal his helplessness.
Song Sanxi pursed her lips, nodded, and stood in the sunset and evening breeze, watching her off.
Su Yourong was in the car, "You take care of yourself, everyone, take care of yourself!"
The car started, flicked beautifully, and disappeared on the winding mountain road in a flash.
Song Sanxi raised her eyebrows, spread her hands helplessly, and nodded, "Everyone, take care."
He turned around and walked over there, smoking a cigarette, and wisps of smoke dispersed in the wind.
Get in the car and drive in the other direction.
Not long after, we entered the mainstream shooting city of the film and television city.
Here, the antique streets and buildings have a profound artistic conception.
There are also small bridges, flowing water, and green trees and red flowers.
At this time, the evening breeze was blowing gently, and it was cool and refreshing.
Many theater crews are still working, and tourists are flocking to enjoy all this.
I don’t know when, the powerful sound broadcasting system of the film and television city was activated, and a magnetic and melancholy song sounded:
"Can you let me go with you, since you said I can't keep you?"
"The road back is a little dark. I'm worried that you should go alone."
"I think it's because I'm not gentle enough to share your sorrow..."
"..."
"Keep my sadness to myself, and let you take away your beauty!"
"From now on, I have no reason to be happy..."
"..."
The original singer Chen Sheng's singing is full of blues melancholy, and this sound fills the world.
How many tourists are strolling among the music, singing softly...
As for Su Yourong, while driving the car, she cried when she heard the sound.
The glistening hot tears soaked the chest of the cheongsam.
My eyes were filled with tears and I couldn't get out of the car.
She stopped on the side of the road, leaned on the steering wheel, and cried sadly.
At that moment, the phone rang again.
Wiping away tears, I picked it up and took a look.
In fact, she wished it was Song Sanxi.
However, it was Gu Dong!
Su Yourong wanted to refuse the call, but she calmed down and answered it.
"You are about to get married, why are you still calling me? Gu Dong, I wish you happiness!"
Obviously, the song "I think I can hold back my sadness, but can you also think of me" is still ringing in my ears, which makes Su Yourong's psychology still fragile.
Therefore, there is a bit of crying in the voice.
Gu Dong was stunned, "Ah? Yourong, you know? How did you know? But, I love you, I will always love you so! I can't help it, I still love you..."
"You can do it! I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it anymore! Get out! Get out!!!"
Su Yourong lost control of her emotions, her voice became much louder, and she almost threw her phone away.
"Yourong! Please forgive me! Don't cry! If you cry, I want to cry too! I know you are sad and sad for me to get married. But everything I do is for you, and it will always be just for you.
!Yourong, we are a pair of miserable mandarin ducks..."
Gu Dong burst into tears, his roaring voice broke, he really cried, he was deeply involved in the drama!
"Bloody hell! Get out of here!!!" Su Yourong screamed and cursed angrily, and her phone was really smashed.
Smashed it on the dashboard and exploded to pieces!
The radio is still ringing: "Keep my sadness to myself, let you take away your beauty! I think I can endure the pain..."
She covered her face and cried bitterly, tears falling from her fingers.
His slender back was trembling with pain, his upper body was shaking back and forth, his head was banging on the steering wheel from time to time, and his hair was scattered.
This scene hurts to the depths of my soul, how sad and desolate it is.
After a while, she leaned back on her seat, trying to calm down.
But at that moment, a slender hand holding a fragrant tissue appeared in front of her eyes from the car window...