Chapter 247 It Starts From the First Meeting and Ends with the End of Life (7)

The tone when she called Qin Yinan sounded anxious. Was she looking for Qin Yinan's help?

But what a pity... Qin Yinan may never know that she called him when she needed him most.

What will Song Qingchun look like now? sad? cry? sad? despair? collapse?

The corners of Tang Nuan's lips suddenly curled up into a cold smile.

She deserved that, and she had sworn that whatever pain she had experienced because of her, she would repay it a hundred times!

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That night, not only the relationship between Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian changed, but also the relationship between Song Qingchun and Qin Yinan.

It wasn't until much later that Qin Yinan realized that losing someone was very easy. Sometimes, all it took was a small coincidence.

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I don't know how long the two of them sat in silence like this. Su Zhinian moved, and Song Qingchun also came back to his senses.

She looked away from him, and in order to suppress the shock he gave her, she picked up the wine glass. When she was halfway through drinking, Su Zhinian stopped her for the second time and handed it to her. A glass of water: "Don't drink too much. It's almost dawn. Drink some water and go have a rest."

Song Qingchun turned his head, glanced out the window, and found that the horizon was really turning white.

She obediently took a sip of water, stood up, and was about to walk towards the bedroom when he suddenly called her name: "Youth."

Song Qingchun turned his head in confusion and said, "Huh?"

Su Zhinian stood up, stared into her eyes, paused for a moment, and then said, "Don't be too sad about your brother, Song Cheng. I will help find a way to investigate."

Song Qingchun really didn't expect Su Zhinian to stop him and talk about this matter.

Her whole body was stunned as if her acupuncture points were being tapped.

The relationship between Su Zhinian and her had never been very close, and she really never thought that he would offer to help.

"Go to sleep." Su Zhinian said three words lightly, then turned around and straightened up the somewhat messy bedding on the sofa.

Song Qingchun stood still, staring at Su Zhinian's busy figure, and his eyes became a little fluctuating.

The incident when he forced her to sleep with him because he was drunk left a deep grudge in her heart.

No matter how many happy and beautiful times he and she had, from that moment on, she almost overturned it without hesitation.

Rather than saying that she hated him, it was better to say that she never had the courage to face what happened that night. She always felt that as long as she didn't see him, she could treat it as if it never happened.

So in her heart, no matter whether it was the separation five years ago or the agreement five years later, she had always refused to understand him.

It wasn't until tonight, when he talked to her all night long, that she realized that the cold and cold Su Zhinian she saw, the cold-blooded and ruthless Su Zhinian she thought was not the real Su Zhinian.

Thinking about it carefully, he was actually not as hateful as she imagined. It was just that over the years, because of the original incident, she had always viewed him with personal emotions.

Moreover, he helped her a lot when they reunited five years later...

During the two months they lived together, all kinds of things that happened passed through Song Qingchun's mind frame by frame. At the end, she looked at the sofa that was only one meter long, and thought about his height of more than 180 meters. She looked like she was sleeping on it, so she couldn't help but blurt out: "Su Zhinian, go back to the bedroom and sleep."