Dear Mr. Shi

"Yu Jingrong!" Li Chengyu smiled and said these three words indifferently.

His pupils are quiet and deep like ink, and there is a kind of sentiment called "forbearance" in them.

The sky was suppressed by the dark clouds, and the scene was so depressing.

The people around clearly felt that a kind of cold like snow appeared in the body.

It is not so strong, but it can linger in the heart for a long time, and even breathing becomes difficult.

Shi Yuhan's mouth slightly overflowed with a bit of bitterness, hands in his trouser pockets, and looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.

The rain in the sky is about to come down soon, and it is coming violently, like the current Li Chengyu.

He asked faintly: "I thought you had forgotten."

Li Chengyu hooked his lips: "Some people, some memories will never be washed away."

Amid the roar of thunder, his voice was not loud, but Shi Yuhan could hear him clearly.

Someone seemed to sigh in the air, whose? It wasn't Shi Yuhan, nor was it Li Chengyu. The long and long sigh seemed to come from Li Chengyu's driver, Dumb.

"Yu Jingrong is in Kyoto, I don't know the exact location." After Shi Yuhan said this, he turned and left.

Mu Ye is his friend, and Li Chengyu is also his friend.

For the sake of a woman, the two have almost reached the realm of life and death. The only way he can think of is not to help any of them, but to make that woman disappear.

And he did it too. In the situation back then, this was the only way to redeem three people.

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In the past few days, Li Chengyu and Li Qianze would visit her from time to time, and occasionally still live in Yu Sai's villa, so Song Qinghuan has had a relatively happy life these few days.

As long as someone accompanies her, has other things, and is distracted, her mind will not be completely occupied by the cold.

But Li Chengyu and Li Qianze were actually quite busy, and didn't have much time to come over.

Especially recently, when Li Chengyu went on a business trip, it would take a long time not to come back. Although Li Qianze often came to see her, he came and left in a hurry.

Song Qinghuan made a calm call to her brother Yan, hoping that he could accompany him.

As a result, he had something recently and couldn't make it through temporarily.

Called Mei Jun again, and when she heard that Mei Jun was about to hold a wedding, she said nothing. The person who was going to hold the wedding might still have time to accompany her.

Song Qinghuan also has a friend, although she doesn't see each other often, but her relationship is excellent, that is, Gu Youli, her favorite design project.

She called Gu Youli. Gu Youli happened to say that he was free, and she agreed to come and play with you for two or three days.

But there are only two or three days, after all, Gu Youli also has his own business to be busy.

At noon, when Song Qinghuan was about to go out to pick up Gu Youli, as soon as he left the house, he saw a person standing under the shade of the tree in front of her house.

Today, he is the same as the day he first saw him, in a wine-red suit. He is looking at himself with a smile. Seeing that he has come out, he immediately approached her.

"Si Xiangbei, why are you here?" Song Qinghuan greeted him first, not accustomed to calling him Si Jianan, or accustomed to calling him Si Xiangbei.

Si Canan smiled warmly: "If I said I made a special trip to see you, would it seem too abrupt? You should treat it as if I am passing by."

Song Qinghuan was stunned for two seconds, and then smiled awkwardly: "Then I'm welcome when you are passing by, but unfortunately, I can't ask you to sit at home. I'm going out to pick up a friend. She comes to see me from Kyoto."