I'm not unlucky at all

The woman is still that beautiful woman, but in just two days, her relationship has changed.

Song Wenlu's heart was indescribably complicated, he frowned, and handed the suit jacket in his arms to the domestic helper, his eyes fell on Su Xianghe's surprise and slightly bewildered expression as he clutched the handbag tightly.

The servants in the old house all lowered their eyebrows and looked down, each doing his own thing. There might be no idiots in the old house.

Su Xianghe didn't understand, and approached Song Wenlu with her bag, her cramped and cautious movements looked like a country girl who had never seen the big world and strayed into a rich man's compound, she couldn't see her ability to go back and forth with Mr. Song at all. eloquent.

The housekeeper and the maid who had been quietly watching the movement in the room opened their eyes.

It's amazing that the little girl is in a suit.

"Xiang He." Song Wenlu looked down at the delicate and small earrings on the woman's earlobe. They were not expensive, but he could tell that she must have dressed up before being invited by Mr. Song. As for what the woman was going to do , Song Wenlu didn't want to ask more questions, so he just called her and said in a low voice, "I'll take you home."

Su Xianghe froze for a moment, clenched his hand holding the handbag slightly, then nodded slightly: "Okay."

It was about half an hour's drive from the Song family's old house to Dongsanxiang. It was not the first time for Su Xianghe to take Song Wenlu's car, but it was the first time that he was taken to the back seat when he got in the car.

Su Xianghe bit his lower lip, caught off guard.

She sharply saw a white towel neatly folded on the passenger seat, which looked like it had been used by someone, and felt a little bad in her heart.But she couldn't figure it out, could it be that Song Wenlu had moved on with her in just two days?

Eyes rolled on the white towel, Su Xianghe leaned forward slightly, trying to smell the perfume of which dead woman was on the towel with his nose, but what came to his nostrils was only a faint smell of sweat and the air-conditioning in the car. The coolness from the smoke.

Unable to hold back a sneeze, Su Xianghe covered his nose and mouth, his face flushed slightly.

Song Wenlu turned down the air conditioner for her, and Su Xianghe felt a little more at ease, and after brewing his emotions for a while, he took the lead in breaking the quiet atmosphere in the car, and said softly, "Wenlu, did I cause you trouble."

She smiled wryly: "You probably heard what I just said in front of your grandpa, right? If those words just now troubled you, then I would like to say sorry to you now."

Su Xianghe's posture was very low, with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, but his tone was a little confused and uneasy: "...I didn't know that the gap between people could be so big. Your grandfather said that he would give My 300 million let me leave you and leave this city, but he doesn’t know that this is where I struggled, where my dream started, and there are memories left by my grandma here. I can’t count 300 million How much, but if I want to exchange this money for my dreams, my memories... I won’t do it.”

The woman's voice was mixed with subtle sobs, and Song Wenlu could see her reddish eye sockets and slender eyelashes stained with water mist from the rearview mirror.

Su Xianghe talked a lot in the car all the way, pouring out his uneasiness, panic, fear, and his insistence not to be corrupted by money for dreams and memories.

Song Wenlu listened quietly, and couldn't help lighting a cigarette on the way.

When passing by Jiangning Street, Song Wenlu heard a woman's voice, and his peripheral vision fell on the buildings outside the car window intentionally or unintentionally.The side of the moss-covered tube building was illuminated by the sun, and a figure appeared on the corridor window with half of the glass broken, holding clothes on a clothes rail.

The opponent's movements were a little slow, the white T-shirt hooked on the hanger and hit the wall next to it, and the person followed suit.

Song Wenlu could almost see the annoyance and tight lips flashing across the man's face.

A smile flashed across his eyes for some reason, and Song Wenlu slowed down the speed of the car a little. He didn't come back to his senses until the figure swayed back into the building with a stack of clothes in his arms. Then he shook his head helplessly, and put out his cigarette again. Just turned the steering wheel and headed to Dongsanxiang.

Su Xianghe almost talked to himself all the way.

Originally, she told him to listen to him on the previous few dates, and men always said very little, so Su Xianghe didn't think there was any problem.

Soon the car arrived at the entrance of Dongsan Alley, probably because I said too much before, when I was about to get off the car, Su Xianghe gradually fell silent.

About to get out of the car, Su Xianghe picked the decorations on the handbag slightly with his fingernails, pursed his lips and forced a smile and said, "Just stop here, please send me back just after you get home. But Wenlu, what your grandfather said before, I will It is absolutely impossible to agree, so..."

"I'll take care of it with Grandpa, you don't have to worry." Song Wenlu leaned back in his chair, the delicate lighter in his hand raised a yellow and blue flame and then extinguished it.

A gleam of light flashed through Su Xianghe's downcast eyes. She raised her head and said in an uneasy tone, "Wen Lv, don't quarrel with your grandfather because of me."

"No." Song Wenlu quietly looked at the young and beautiful woman with a good face in the rearview mirror, and said slowly, "Xiang He, you told grandpa before that we like each other."

Su Xianghe's cheeks were slightly red, but panic flashed in his eyes, and his words were quite confused: "Wen Lv, I was... out of anger and felt that Grandpa Song was a bully, so, that's why I said that in a fit of anger. , There was so much difference between us before, it was impossible, don't think too much about it."

"Gap." Song Wenlu squinted his eyes, pressed the lighter with a click, and his tone became indifferent and alienated in front of Su Xianghe for the first time, "I think there was indeed a big gap between us before."

Su Xianghe's expression froze, and he stared at Song Wenlu with almond eyes.

Song Wenlu lowered his eyelids slightly, and said casually: "I will tell grandpa that we have nothing to do with each other when I go back, and the old man will definitely not embarrass you again."

The blush on Su Xianghe's face faded, and he stammered, "Wen Lu, what do you mean? Even if we are not together, we are still friends. What do you mean there is no relationship."

Song Wenlu said, "Get out of the car."

Su Xianghe bit her lip, and got out of the car with a pale face. She took two steps forward uneasily, and couldn't help but turn around and call the man, "Wenlu."

Song Wenlu pursed his thin lips slightly, his dark eyes were calm and dull.

"Why?" Su Xianghe asked him.

Why?Song Wenlu also wanted to ask himself, why did he suddenly lose his feeling, why did he feel a coldness from the bottom of his heart when he heard a woman denying her love.

He suddenly thought of last night's dream.

No one loves him.

The sun is dazzling, but it can't reach the bottom of my heart.

It was damp, cold, and covered with moss.

The man raised his eyelids lightly. He looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the car. In the end, he didn't answer the woman's words. In the end, he just rolled up the window and said goodbye slowly to the woman whose skirt was blown up by the wind at the entrance of the alley: "Miss Su ,goodbye."

At the same time, in the tube building.

In the dry and hot rental house, on a simple single bed, the boy wearing only a pair of shorts frowned slightly in his sleep when he heard a ding-dong sound.

A mechanical voice sounded coldly beside his ear: "The solitude value of the task target fluctuates, and the current solitude value is 45."