"When will you go?" Shu Yan's enthusiasm.

Song Rong glanced at Shu Yan: "you don't have to worry about this!" she thought with her toes and knew Shu Yan's purpose!

Waiting to send Shu Yan away, Song Rong changed into clothes and walked ten miles to the spring breeze. Shu Yan wanted to go. She was born not to take Shu Yan!

Song Rong occasionally has some girls' willful heart.

Shu Yan didn't know at this time that he was pestering Song Rong every day. Song Rong had annoyed him and deliberately didn't want to take him there.

When Song Rong and Fengyi met, Fengyi's face sank.

Before waiting for Song Rong to say anything, Fengyi dragged Song Rong into the house.

Then he slammed the door shut.

Then Fengyi said coldly, "are you going to marry?"

Song Rong looked at Fengyi's attitude and was a little confused: "yes."

"Chu cloud inclines?" Fengyi's voice has no jade run in the past, but with a chill.

Song Rong nodded.

Fengyi's face was not as warm as before. Looking at Song Rong's eyes, she was also cold: "why... You haven't reached the hairpin, why did you get married long ago?"

Song Rong smiled brightly: "it's only two years ago. Since you have to get married sooner or later, what's the difference between getting married now and getting married later?"

"Why is there no difference? You're married like this. Haven't you thought about it..." Fengyi said this, and this stopped abruptly.

Song Rong looked at Fengyi suspiciously and asked, "what do you think? Is this spring breeze ten miles away and my industry? You don't have to worry about this. I married in the past is the same as I didn't marry in the past, but it's just a name."

"What if one day Chu Yun died of a long illness?" Feng Yi was a little excited in her tone.

Song Rong sighed leisurely and said, "in fact, I don't know. He doesn't know when he will leave, but since it's what he thinks, I'm willing to follow his will and accompany him to the last part of the road. If he's really gone, I also have my own life."

Fengyi suddenly approached Song Rong and stretched out her hand to surround Song Rong.

Song Rong was stunned immediately, gently pushed and said, "Fengyi, what are you doing?"

This time, Fengyi hugged Song Rong tightly and refused to loosen. Her wide sleeves fell on the ground. There was a beautiful beauty, but Song Rong didn't feel any beauty at this time.

Her heart was slightly flustered, but when she spoke, she calmed down deliberately: "Fengyi, I know you don't want me, but don't worry. Even if I get married, I will be the same as when I don't get married. We can still meet if we want to meet."

Feng Yi whispered, "I'm not worried that we can't see, I am..."

Song Rong took the initiative to hold Fengyi at this time, and then Wen Sheng said, "Fengyi, I know you think I'm a very important person, so I'm worried that I'll be unhappy when I marry Chu Yunqing, but I chose it myself. I've already considered all the consequences. Don't worry."

Feng Yi looked at the girl in her arms, her eyes twinkled. There was something unclear. How much did he want to keep his hands on all his life? Just hold her so firmly?

For a long time, Fengyi finally released Song Rong. At this time, Fengyi's eyes had been trembling.

"Rong'er... If one day, you can't stay in the Chu house. The spring breeze welcomes you all the time..." Feng Yi's tone was full of sincerity.

Song Rong laughed: "the spring breeze is my industry. Even if you are not welcome, I will come!"

Feng Yi's thin lips moved: "you know, I didn't mean that."

Song Rong whispered, "I know." speaking of this, Song Rong's tone has some loneliness and apology.

Although she can't penetrate everyone's heart, she is at least exquisite. When Fengyi said those words today, she had some insight in her heart, but at this time, the only thing she can do is pretend to know nothing.

However, there are a few sub packages that can't go on now.

There is no doubt that Song Rong loves Fengyi in her heart, but there is only one song Rong in the world. Even if she loves Fengyi, she can't make any commitment to Fengyi.

Now that she has planned to take good care of Chu Yunqing... If his illness hasn't changed, it's only two years at most. She won't easily promise others anything.

Fengyi's eyes are full of loneliness. He knew from the beginning that these are his delusions. She is the daughter of a rich family and has a noble birth, but he has such a gray past. Now she is just a dramatist.

Even if he is born again elegant, even if he is again beautiful... After all, he is poor in birth.

If today, he is enough to match her, he will never let her marry so easily!

But now, the only thing he can do, that is, he vaguely told her his thoughts, but he didn't dare to fully understand it. He was worried that if he said it too clearly, he would be friends with Song Rong.

He doesn't want to force her to be too urgent, he has no right to force her to be too urgent, and he is not qualified to force her to be too urgent

At this moment, a loud cry came out of the door: "sister Rong!"

Then Qian Jinbao rushed in. Qian Jinbao angrily looked at Song Rong and asked, "sister Rong! I know why you refuse to kiss. You are thinking about that tuberculosis in your heart!"

"Qian Jinbao, don't talk nonsense. He has a name if he doesn't have a disease." Song Rong doesn't like everyone calling Chu Yun a disease.

But Qian Jinbao was very angry at this time. Seeing that his sister Rong was about to marry, and he was not married to himself, could he not worry?

No matter how calm Qian Jinbao is, he is just a young man with not too mature mind. He can't be expected to restrain his emotions like adults.

In fact, even if it is on adults, it may not be able to restrain their emotions!

Qian Jinbao grabbed Song Rong's wrist and said, "I don't care what it is. In a word, I just don't allow you to marry!"

Qian Jinbao said, "if you want to get married, you can only marry me!"

Song Rong's hand was hurt by Qian Jinbao's grasp. She struggled slightly and said, "Qian Jinbao, let me go."