He actually felt that... it seemed fine to stay here, there was no problem.

Song Zhixu's life was quite regular, without exception. He grew up step by step and took over the company according to his family's training.

He only has two things, which are the most important -

[-]. Manage the Song Group and take your business to the next level.

Two, find the missing sister.

Apart from this, other things are not important and can be ignored for the time being.

Therefore, it also led to the fact that he never thought about falling in love and getting married.

Xu Anya's appearance was unexpected. He had always known that his sister had such a good friend.

But he didn't expect...

By a strange combination of circumstances, he and Xu Anya were matched together.

At first, Song Zhixu wanted to leave and explain clearly, but he never found the chance and kept putting it off.

Now he felt that there was no need to explain.

Give it a try and get along, maybe, this is his future wife, his true love.

Xu Anya turned around and hurried over with the medicine: "Mr. Song, sit down."

"Ah."

.........

Siyuan.

The vehicle is parked next to the garden.

As soon as it stopped, the driver rolled away and crawled away.

I was afraid that the flames of war would burn me.

Si Moli and Liang Nianhe were sitting in the back seat.

"Are you planning to trap me in Siyuan for the rest of my life?" Liang Nianhe asked, "Even if you are the enemy of the whole world, you will not hesitate to do so?"

Si Moli lowered his head slightly and remained silent.

At this time, he remained silent, as if he was the victim.

Liang Nianhe gritted his teeth, always feeling that one day she would be mad at him.

Obviously, she is the victim!

"Speak, Si Moli. Did you go through all the trouble to get me back just to face me silently?"

"What are you feeling wronged about? What are you sad about? You're not happy anymore, are you?"

"I could have reunited with my family and finally no longer be an orphan, alone and helpless, but you forcibly separated me from my family!"

"Si Moli, you..."

"Nian He." He suddenly spoke, interrupting her, "It hurts."

He turned his head sideways, looked at her, and said this word out of nowhere.

pain.

Liang Nianhe didn't even react, looking at him blankly.

It was dark inside the car, with only the street lights outside shining in and falling on the faces of the two people.

Dappled light and shadow.

Liang Nianhe looked at him, blinking his eyes.

"It hurts," Si Moli said again, "It hurts a lot."

Liang Nianhe slowly understood.

It was his wound that hurt.

He was severely beaten by his brother and there must be wounds on his body.

But just now, no one cared, they were all immersed in the fact that he deliberately lost in acting.

"Don't you deserve the pain?" Liang Nianhe said, "I even hope you will feel more pain."

He said calmly: "It's not a wound."

no? where is that?

Liang Nianhe was stunned.

Si Moli grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest: "It hurts here, Nian He."

His heart ached, throbbing, as if someone was holding a knife and stabbing his heart.

that person……

It's Liang Nianhe.

Only she could hurt him so deeply and miserably.

Si Moli held her hand tightly and pressed it hard on his chest.

Liang Nianhe wanted to pull back, but he only held him tighter.

"I worked so hard to bring you back to Siyuan because I was afraid of losing you and because I was worried that we would never see each other again."

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