Chapter 293

Song Ling:

I'm sorry, I don't have amnesia, I decided to leave you before spending a week with you pretending to be amnesia. This week is my last thought for us, and I want to leave you with the best memories with you before I leave. In this way, after I'm gone, at least you won't hate me anymore, maybe after a long time, you will be able to comprehend all this and let me go.

I love you very much, but we can't be together. Because my father killed your mother, and because you ruined my Tang family. The love in college is very beautiful, but as long as it involves family affection, no matter how great the love is, it will never be able to match...

I think it's time to leave. When you knelt down to propose to me, I almost reached out and agreed to you desperately. How much effort I spent not going to you back then, now I have to spend twice as much effort to leave you.

I'm sorry, I know it's useless to say more, but I still have to leave you.

Don't look for me, don't grab me anymore, you deserve a better girl. Just remembering me occasionally is enough.

Well, don't read.

Tang Miao

After Song Ling finished reading it, instead of being furious or panicked, she was unusually calm. Song Ling slowly put away the paper, carefully folded it in half, and put it on his chest, in his shirt pocket. The man suddenly raised a smile, looking a little weird.

"It's okay, at least I know that you love me." Song Ling smiled and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of her. There were two people snuggling sweetly there a day ago. "Haha, hahahaha..." Song Ling immediately started laughing wildly, tears overflowing as he laughed.

Song Ling clenched her hands tightly, her eyes were firm and... fierce? Suddenly, he couldn't understand Song Ling at this moment. His face was obviously pale and weak, but his cheeks were flushed red, and his eyes were obviously cold and malarial, but they were full of deep affection and waiting.

Maybe he was stunned, maybe he went crazy, from the moment he met Tang Miao, Song Ling was never the same Song Ling who had great ambitions in his chest. Song Ling took out her mobile phone and called Huang Haotian. The ringtone of the phone also broke the tranquility of the morning.

"Hey, is Xiaoxiao by your side?" Song Ling cut to the chase and went straight to Liang Xiaoxiao.

"Huh?" Huang Haotian was laziness of just waking up and impatient of being woken up to sleep.

"Tang Miao left. I thought about it for a long time, and I finally realized why she was so abnormal yesterday." Song Ling said without caring whether Huang Haotian was listening or not. "She suddenly bought a lot of baby products recently, even Ruan Ruan's clothes when she was three or four years old." Song Ling said, not knowing whether she was explaining to Huang Haotian or telling herself something.

"No wonder, yesterday Liang Xiaoxiao asked you to invite us to dinner, no wonder, asked you to chat with me..." Huang Haotian frowned, changed hands, and embraced Liang Xiaoxiao who was still sleeping soundly in his arms, remaining silent. He didn't interrupt Song Ling, and then listened to him. At this time, Song Ling needed a place to vent.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a majestic Haotian, and you would be used as a spearman sometimes, haha..." The more Song Ling spoke, the more extreme his attitude became, and the harsher his words became, the atmosphere around Huang Haotian had dropped to freezing point. Liang Xiaoxiao hid in Huang Haotian's arms, flinched a bit, and stretched out her small hands to wrap his waist tightly.

Huang Haotian withdrew his cold air in an instant, with a smile on his mouth, he lowered his head to rub against Liang Xiaoxiao's baby-like sleeping face, kissed her lightly, then got up, walked out with his mobile phone.

"Are you blaming Liang Xiaoxiao?" Huang Haotian walked out of the living room, stood in front of the window and looked at the hazy world outside, and finally couldn't bear Song Ling's endless chatter like a resentful woman in menopause, and coldly interrupted over him.

"I……"

"Listen, I'm chatting with you because I really want to give you advice. It's a chat between friends from the bottom of my heart. If you insist on blaming me, come to me!" Huang Haotian said quickly, deliberately lowering his voice , for fear of disturbing Liang Xiaoxiao who was sleeping soundly in the bedroom.

"As for Liang Xiaoxiao, she has never done anything. If I help you, she will naturally help her friends." Huang Haotian continued, "If you have bitterness or resentment in your heart, come to me and don't blame her. ! Otherwise, I can let you try to make her sad."

"..." Song Ling was silent.

"Song Ling! Do what you should do well! Distinguish priorities!" After Huang Haotian warned, he walked into the bedroom and waited quietly for a while, letting the heating in the bedroom remove the coldness from his body. Gently lifted the quilt and got in, holding Liang Xiaoxiao in her arms again.

Liang Xiaoxiao noticed Huang Haotian's departure in a daze, and immediately leaned forward when she saw this, stretched out her jade white arms to wrap around Huang Haotian's neck, buried her head in Huang Haotian's neck, and acted coquettishly. . "Where did you go?" Liang Xiaoxiao murmured to Huang Haotian, and fell asleep again without waiting for Huang Haotian's answer.

Huang Haotian looked at Liang Xiaoxiao's pure sleeping face, and sighed helplessly, but he didn't say anything, he just stretched out his hand and brought Liang Xiaoxiao to his body, so that she could lean on him more easily, and stroked Liang Xiaoxiao's cheeks with his palm. Xiufa, patted her on the back lightly, coaxing Liang Xiaoxiao like a child.

"You, I really can't rest..."

If Huang Haotian didn't know anything at this time, he would be ashamed of Huang Haotian's reputation for so many years. It was nothing more than Tang Miao's helplessness in the end, and she approached Liang Xiaoxiao, and Liang Xiaoxiao wanted to help her best friend with passion, so she planned a series of schemes in order to help Tang Miao leave smoothly.

Huang Haotian grinned sullenly, this little girl is really courageous, all the schemes were calculated on me, and it took so much effort. "For this sake, please forgive me..."

In fact, Huang Haotian was not angry. He said that as long as Liang Xiaoxiao did not betray him, he could accept everything else, and he would be willing to do so.

If it is said that Liang Xiaoxiao and Huang Haotian's house is full of warmth at this time, then Song Ling's house is full of cold autumn wind.

Song Ling was severely warned by Huang Haotian, and his sanity became clearer. He sorted out his thoughts, and began to clean one by one, returning the things Tang Miao put on the bed to their original owners.

This is what they bought when they were shopping...

This is Tang Miao this week