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Song Yi wrung his fingers and complained beside him: "I didn't expect...you are so kind to that girl, so..."

"I agree."

Song Zhifang looked into her eyes, "As long as you don't regret it."

"Take a move without regret."

Gu Mengmeng is a Tianyuan move on her chessboard, right at the door of her heart.

How could she regret meeting this girl?

"It's done, see you that day."

Song Zhifang looked at the weather and said, "It's going to rain, let's go."

"It's almost noon...let's have a meal." Song Zhi said with an unnatural expression.

"You can accompany your parents to dinner. I want to stay and see my elder brother." Song Zhishui did not accept their overtures.

"Let's go." Seeing this situation, Father Song could only sigh in his heart, but he still urged them to leave.

Up to now, this kind of atmosphere is much better than the tense situation in the past.

"Let's go, mom, so you don't get caught in the rain..." Song Yi pulled his mother down.

Song Zhifang had a cigarette in his mouth, and when he walked down the steps, he looked back at his sister a few times.

Father Song gave the black umbrella to his daughter.

Song Zhishui wanted to refuse, but Song's father said, "Take it, since we can't protect you, at least you have an umbrella to protect you from the rain when it rains."

With a serious face, he asked, "What's the matter with you being in danger all the time? Why didn't you tell me before?"

"This kind of thing hasn't happened recently..." Song Zhishui shook his head, "Dad, don't worry about me. After I transfer the equity, I believe I won't be in danger again."

"..."

"How could I not be worried about this matter." Father Song's face was filled with anger, "If it was Xiao Fang who did it..."

"It's meaningless to say these things now, Dad, don't worry, I usually pay attention to protecting myself, so that no one will take advantage of it."

What she said next meant something: "Perhaps the day after tomorrow, many things will be revealed..."

Father Song was taken aback for a moment, and quickly understood what she meant.

"There are some things, let's wait until Friday, Xiao Shui, I have something to tell you."

He said slowly: "Girls... always have to work harder in this world. I don't know if it will be easier for two girls to be together, but Xiaoshui, your path must go, parents It can't be stopped, but no matter where you go in the future, you must remember that even if there is no one around, you can at least buy an umbrella to spend the cloudy day."

"You're fine now."

After thinking for a while, he added, "It's better than before. I saw Mengmeng. Thank you for me...Xiao Shui, I think you are in a good mood now, keep it up... This change is also because of her. did you bring it?"

Song Zhishui smiled.

"It's her, it's her who let me know that the less I think, the bigger my heart will be."

"That's good."

Father Song didn't say anything more, waved at her, and walked down the mountain as well.

It started to rain.

The field of vision was hazy, Song Zhishui opened the umbrella, held up the umbrella, and watched their backs disappear one by one in the rain curtain.

She stood quietly for a while.

Facing her eldest brother's tombstone, she tried to make herself laugh, but the tears were more continuous than the raindrops outside the umbrella.

When she was young, her eldest brother once said that she was an idealist.

It seemed that there was also a rain like this at that time.

"so……"

He hesitated for a while, but still said: "It will be more difficult this way, after all, there are iron walls and copper walls in all directions."

"but."

He immediately smiled, "Xiao Shui, as long as you are happy, you are my sister. Since you want to be more ideal, then I will be more realistic to protect your ideal."

"If you have nothing to hold on to in life, then why go through it, don't you think?"

Thinking back to the elder brother's words, Song Zhishui thought of Gu Mengmeng, and finally smiled through the tears.

"Brother, once my ideal was to be a person who made contributions to society. After you passed away, I determined to inherit your company and make your company flourish."

"Now, my greatest dream is to do many things we want to do together with Mengmeng."

"I misunderstood your idea. If my happiness is the most important thing to you, and the company is second, then let me be willful for a while."

"You see, in the end, I am still an idealist through and through, thank you for protecting me all the time, now... I have Mengmeng."

"Don't worry about me."

When she said these words, she had the feeling that her elder brother could hear them.

In the rain, she bowed deeply to the tombstone three times.

"The next time I see you again, I will bring Mengmeng over."

Chapter 65 Marriage

In September, the weather gradually turns cooler.

The enthusiasm that had been lingering for nearly three months was finally blown away by the autumn wind. Song Zhishui felt that she had gone back to her life, as if she had gone through a whole summer vacation. Tomorrow was the time for her to hand in her homework.

The day after she went to the cemetery, she went to Mengmeng's house.

Ever since Mengmeng's relatives came, the bustle of her house has never stopped from morning till night.

She came over as soon as she got off work, and the moment Gu Mengmeng opened the door, she saw those four people fighting the landlord in the living room, making a lot of noise, with more or less horizontal stripes on their faces.

Ling Linsi: "Take the money, take the money, twenty per person, hahaha!"

Xiao Wu: "Ling Lin Si is a bully, he is more skilled than us, so he takes advantage of the loopholes to ask for our money, ball...Xiao Yi, why don't you judge me!"

Ball leader: "It's okay, isn't it only twenty, you two show me, if he dares to be the landlord in the next game, the three of us can kill him!"

Gu Mengmeng put her hands on the door, trying to block the twittering in the room, with a helpless expression: "Sorry, they call from afternoon to night, once they get addicted, they can't stop them."

Fortunately, Ling Linsi doesn't know how to play mahjong for the time being...

Song Zhishui stood at the door and smiled at her, the crescent moon was full of happiness, "It's okay, I like this kind of excitement. My house is quiet all year round, and I'm embarrassed to drop a needle on the ground."

Gu Mengmeng liked her smile like this, and raised the corners of her mouth.

After she entered the room, the four gamblers greeted her immediately when they saw her, and even yelled for her to join in. Song Zhishui just wanted to agree, but when Mengmeng looked over, they fell silent.

"Ignore them."

After she changed her shoes and washed her hands, the girl took her to the back garden and asked her to sit down on the steps first.

The rain outside was still pattering.

The rainy scene is the most beautiful. They dripped on the eaves, fell on the bluestone slabs, squeezed into the black soil, and made different sounds.

Gu Mengmeng took out two glasses of orange juice from the refrigerator, one was slightly cold and the other was iced. She walked over with a plate and closed the door leading to the living room.

All of a sudden quiet down.

She sat next to Song Zhishui, handed her the cool orange juice, drank her own, smacked her lips, "慡."

Song Zhishui felt a little resentful, but he knew the little love poured into this differential treatment, so he held the cup and looked at her with a smile.

After a while, I looked at the garden in the rain.

The pots of small roses have almost withered.

Green weeds emerged secretly one after another, surrounding the empty potted plants, luxuriant and colorful.

The small pomegranate tree in the corner has greener leaves after being washed by the rain, and the small berries on the branches have gradually formed, and they may be able to be picked and tasted in half a month.