Chapter 641

Su Yonghe finally breathed a sigh of relief, while watching her eat, said: "today there is an acrobatic performance at the gate of the community. Why don't you go out and have a look? It's not good to stay in the house all the time."

"I know."

She would go out of the house, but she didn't want Su Yonghe to worry, so she went out alone after dinner.

There was a big performance at the gate of the community.

She came out just at 7:30, and the stage lights were all on. The deafening music attracted countless passers-by to stop and watch. She didn't mean to stop at all, and strode away from the bustling place of right and wrong.

Turn around the corner is a busy but quiet street. There are countless clothing stores, including men's and women's clothing stores, wedding dress stores and flower shops.

Most of the people here are attracted to see acrobatics, so it's very quiet here.

When she passed the wedding dress shop, there was a new and beautiful wedding dress hanging in the window. She couldn't help but wait and see. That day, she was wearing such a beautiful dress to marry him, but they hadn't had time to pack. The appearance of summer broke all this.

A few years later, the wedding dress had been well preserved by her, but she never took it out to see it. She was afraid that once she took it out, she would not help but put it on.

She looked at it, her eyes moist.

In the reflection of the window, she saw a figure answering the phone in it.

I only see one side. I'm very familiar with it.

She just looked at it, waiting for her reaction, and then turned around, but the man disappeared.

She took a breath and ran forward, but she didn't see anyone at the end of the alley.

Is she hallucinating?

Maybe.

She's been hallucinating lately, but she just can't help it.

She decided to go back to sleep. Recently, she also fell in love with sleep, because sometimes, he would fall into a dream and meet her.

At the end of the alley is the side door of a Sheraton Hotel.

On weekdays, there is less in and out.

A man in a black shirt and windbreaker put away his mobile phone, but walked towards the elevator door with some bumpy steps.

Although he has tried to control the pace, but look carefully, still can find a high and a low, some subtle differences.

And his speed is very slow, but his thin and straight body makes him look dignified, but look at his face, cold and inhumane, he does not smile, no other expression, even the muscles that affect the corners of the mouth are so unnatural, as if this face does not belong to him.

It looks very strange.

He pressed the up button of the elevator. When the elevator came down, it was ready to go in, but when the door opened, a woman rushed out faster.

She was wearing a sapphire blue suit, a white shirt and a scorched face. When she saw the face at the door, she hesitated, but soon asked, "Anyang, where have you been? How can you go out without saying a word? I thought I'm scared to death. Just come back. Let's go. You haven't taken any medicine today. Come with me. "

She took him by the hand and helped him in.

But he pulled his hand back directly, with a very cold attitude. He nodded at her and then stood upright.

"Anyang..." This woman is summer.

Her face twisted painfully, looking at this completely changed man, her lack of language is severe.

She was no longer the eloquent lawyer in front of him. At the moment, she was so unreasonable that she could not say a word of defense.

The elevator reached the floor where they lived.

He left in such a hurry that he accidentally tripped over the red carpet on the ground.

"Be careful --" summer Mo stretched out his hand to help him, but he did not politely force a wave, hand strength did not control well, directly waved in her face.

He didn't look back. She covered her face and looked at his determined back. Regret and humiliation appeared in the eyes, and finally turned into nothing.

When Dong Anyang walked into his room, he saw a piece of white paper pasted on the left cupboard door, which said: "Anyang, shoes are in the cupboard, remember to change them."

Entering the room, there was a piece of white paper on the table: Anyang, these medicines must be taken today, and I remember to eat them.

He turned around and saw the note on the refrigerator: Anyang, there is food in the refrigerator. Remember to eat on time.

On the bathroom door is pasted: Anyang, the ground in the shower is wet and slippery, pay attention to safety.

He took two deep breaths, looked around, the whole house, all white notes, dense, as if oppressed all his space.

With the hoarse roar of an animal, he tore all the notes off and threw them into the garbage can. The suppressed sobbing roar came out of his throat. He was so sleepy.

Before long, the body began to sharp pain up, pain he curled up in bed, shivering, and finally grabbed the corner bite in the mouth, just barely let himself quiet down.It took several days for the swelling on Su Nuan's face to go down.

But unconsciously, time has entered may.

The weather began to heat, senior students ushered in their thesis defense, freshmen, sophomores and juniors are still in loose normal class.

When Su Nuan returned to the office that day, she met Qiu Jingan, who was waiting for her in the office.

This tall girl is wearing a white shirt and skirt, standing quietly by the window, elegant as white magnolia.

She is thinner than ever.

Su Nuan knows her feelings too well. Dong junxuan has been away for more than a month. It should be his May 7th.

"Miss Su." Seeing Su Nuan come in, Qiu Jing'an raises a smile to her, "class is over."

"Yes, Jing'an, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Soon." Qiu Jing'an explained his intention directly, "Mr. Su, I'm here to say goodbye to you. I'm leaving."

"Where to?" Su Nuan asked subconsciously.

Qiu Jing'an shook his head: "it's not decided yet. I'm going to go wherever I want. Just go and have a look and relax."

Su Nuan acquiesced to her practice: "this is the best."

"Yes, Mr. Su, I just found out now that I'm not strong at all, and I'm not as strong as you."

Her strength is tempered by life.

Qiu Jing'an is too young to accept such a separation. It's normal.

Su Nuan said, "Jing'an, I have nothing to give you. Take care of everything."

"You too, Miss Su. Take care of yourself."

After Qiu Jing'an said goodbye to her, Su Nuan sat in the office in a daze.

Life comes and goes, everyone is a passer-by in life, even parents and children, will eventually leave themselves, the rest, but also alone.

So she learned to love each other, also learned to forbear and restrain.

When Han Tingting comes back, Zhao Shisheng's affairs have been settled.

Life imprisonment for betrayal and deprivation of political rights for life.

This punishment is still too light for him.

But people can't come back to life after death, even if Zhao Shisheng died, it can't change the outcome.

Han Tingting invited her to dinner that day.

Su Nuan went to plead guilty. When she arrived, she began to apologize: "I'm sorry, Tingting. I'm still good at asserting. I used the information you gave me."

"It doesn't matter." Han Tingting looks energetic and in excellent condition. "Originally, I kept it just in case. You used it to solve this worry. It's nothing bad."

She looked disappointed: "but I didn't think it would come to this."

At the beginning, the scene of their efforts seemed to be the memory of their last life.

It's true that people can't be measured.

Su Nuan said, "what do you want to eat? It's my treat."

Han Tingting looked at her watch and suddenly stood up and said, "excuse me, sister Su Nuan. I've asked my boyfriend to go to the cinema together. Shall we go another day?"

Su Nuan looked back and saw the tall man standing at the door. She said with a smile, "go ahead and have a good time."

That's good. Watching them leave hand in hand.

Such love.

So she ordered two steaks and opened a bottle of red wine.

Sit there, pour and drink from time to time, add some wine to the opposite cup, and then touch the glass.

The waiter of the restaurant has already found something wrong. When Su Nuan is almost drunk, he comes up to ask where she lives, whether she needs to call a car, and if he can settle the bill first.

Su Nuan glanced at him, but could not say anything.

Just lying on the table, wailing, then leaving the money, a person left the restaurant

It took several days for Su Wen to get rid of the shadow of alcohol. When he went out in the morning, he felt that the world was not spinning.

When wine is in the heart, sorrow is more.

At that time, I got a short-term happiness and relief, but the pain afterwards was really long-lasting.

In the middle of May, the school thesis defense work was completed. Senior students are starting to go out to look for a job, or find a job has begun to practice.

It's another fruitful and parting season.

Song Hanyang left school at noon today and went back to his hometown. Su Nuan found time to take him to the station.

"Cousin, I'll go back by myself," Song Hanyang said, pulling a small suitcase, looking light and easy to follow. His height of 1.92 meters seems to be so outstanding. Su Nuan stands beside her, and instantly looks like a bird.

At his original high spirited age, he could not hide his depression.

Su Nuan didn't know how to comfort him.

Tan Xinying was forced to go abroad after all. Her family quietly sent her away.

There's no sign.Graduation thesis did not participate.

Maybe it doesn't matter to her.

But for song Hanyang, it was not a small blow.

This is the world. It's hard and hard to have a marriage that both parents accept.

To put it bluntly, life is like a drama full of thunder and blood.

Everyone is the protagonist in the story, and there is cannon fodder everywhere.

"Hanyang, the future of life is still long, and you have a bright future. I heard that you have been admitted to a local high school, right? It's good to be a PE teacher. Congratulations."

"Thank you, cousin," they got into the taxi, and Su Nuan insisted on taking him to the station.

He didn't go back until he got into the station.

Song Hanyang's train has entered the station. After he got on the train, he was on a new journey.

No one can predict what will happen ahead.

Maybe he will soon forget Tan Xinying, and get to know a girl of the right family again, who lives a life of plain love, plain marriage, and having children. But the beautiful girl has always stayed in her heart. At a certain corner of her life, she meets casually, gives birth to some light waves, and then passes by.

Maybe he will cherish such a regretful dream, cling to such a hopeless love, waiting for her to come back.

Song Hanyang's temperament is not impossible.