After being tagged by the boss of the scumbag ex-wife

Pulling the hood over his head, Song Zhen's world darkened.

Being firmly held by Zhu Sui, Song Zhenfei didn't feel a bit of discomfort when he hugged him directly from the bend of his legs. After walking out for a while, Cheng Lang's voice in his ears disappeared, and Song Zhen felt that he was firmly pressed in his heart. The ones on the top finally loosened a slit, allowing her to get rid of the suffocation and get a little breath.

After being put down again, Song Zhen didn't know where it was in the chaos, but the surrounding sounds disappeared...

very quiet.

Just what she desperately needed, quiet.

Sit down, feel the touch of leather under your hands, Song Zhen blinked, and loosened the hand covering his forehead, just picked up the edge of the hood, a light came through, Song Zhen couldn't help covering his eyes with his hand...

In the next moment, the light seemed to be consciously dimmed.

Song Zhen opened his fingers to test it, but still felt a little dazzling, the light seemed to know her thoughts, and then dimmed a little, Song Zhen finally felt comfortable, put down his hands, and lifted the hat together.

The key was inserted into the lock, and with the sound of the engine, Zhu Sui reached out and turned on the heater on the car.

Yes, she thought for a while, the only place where no one would bother her and she could get there quickly was the underground parking lot.

Song Zhen gradually stared at him with slack eyes, looked out through the car window, and realized where he was.

Zhu Sui got up from the driver's seat, the door of the back seat was opened, and after a while, Zhu Sui sat beside Song Zhen.

In the dark, Song Zhen was extremely uncomfortable. Zhu Sui sat down so abruptly, Song Zhen could only see her figure, but couldn't see her facial features, even Song Zhen...

Hissing softly, Song Zhen once again supported his forehead.

The headache was so severe that she couldn't control it, and she closed her eyes and furrowed her eyebrows deeply.

Thoughts are like boiling water, unable to calm down.

Memories became fragments, piece by piece here and there, Song Zhen couldn't control it, pictures, words, and the past that had been dusted by her, all turned into bubbles at the bottom of the water, rising from the bottom of the heart as the water boiled, Floating to the most surface, one after another broke apart...

Some turned into beautiful pieces.

—— "I'm very happy to follow you, that's all right."

——"Can you make a wish to be together forever, but is this not considered a wish, anyway, it will definitely be?"

——"Go do your thing, don't worry about me, just rely on me to like you."

——"Yeah, I was eaten to death by you, and I will always be like this."

Some turned into unbearable images.

——"You still remember me, I really trouble you, my lord."

——"Why do you want to go to the first military region? Isn't it good to stay in Jiangcheng? Is the administrative center just that good?"

——"Why don't you come again, I can't come back, can't you come... okay, don't talk about work..."

——"You and work will live a lifetime."

There are also some, which become the deepest nightmare in the night, can't be shaken away, and if you touch them, they will be bloody...

- "Why are you here?"

——"Listen to me, this is an accident, you..."

——"True, there is no if in this world..."

This world doesn't have if...

Song Zhen's fingers tightened, his back and even his whole body bowed, curled up into a ball, holding his head tightly...

Pain, headache, heart pain, heart pain...

"Sister, sister..."

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Repeated calls came, close to the ears, and heard in the buzzing brain, but seemed to be far away in the sky, floating very...

"elder sister!"

The shoulders were buckled, and Zhu Sui suddenly shook Song Zhen vigorously.

Stimulated by this stimulation, Song Zhen's bewildered expression gradually stared, blinked, and looked at the person in front of him for a while, Song Zhen said hoarsely: "Sui Sui?"

"It's me." After a pause, Zhu Sui emphasized, "Only me."

"What's wrong with you, are you... uncomfortable?"

After being asked this question, the things suppressed by that loud voice began to arise again, Song Zhen pressed his hands on his temples, and the center of his brows became knotted again...

"I... I am old, I have a headache."

"I have a headache……"

"It hurts."

"Calm down."

"I don't know how, how... I..."

The chaos started to jump up and down again, Song Zhen couldn't find the words, and suddenly he gritted his teeth and said "I give you my life, don't you feel happy?", making the pain sharp again...

Song Zhen collapsed and gave up, "I'm sorry."

She couldn't help herself.

not now.

She suffers, suffers...

"Sorry, I don't know, sorry."

Song Zhen shook his head, while shaking his head, he covered his face with the hand that was resting on his head.

She felt ugly and embarrassed.

Why is she like this? It's not good at all.

Why is she in such a mess, it's not decent at all.

She couldn't even hold on, the emotional uproar shattered Song Zhen into pieces, she couldn't put it together, no...

She was uncomfortable, she clearly wanted to say that she was okay, as before...but she couldn't say it...

She is not good.

She can't lie to herself.

"Don't say I'm sorry, sister, you..."

Zhu Sui pressed Song Zhen's shoulder, wondering whether he should touch the person in front of him or not.

Song Zhen covered his face with his hands, shook his head in despair, "I'm sorry."

She can't act like nothing happened.

"……sorry."

Let Zhu Sui see such a bad self.

"Don't look, I... I... Sui Sui, yes..."

Just when Song Zhen was apologizing for the third time, Zhu Sui suddenly straightened up. In the narrow space inside the car, his head was almost touching the roof of the car, overlooking Song Zhen, and squeezed her shoulders tightly. Say aloud, "Enough!"

"Enough, stop talking!"

Zhu Sui's voice was not low, it made Song Zhen's ears buzzing.

Before Song Zhen could feel the emotions in these two sentences, Zhu Sui also realized that he had lost his composure, and was silent for a moment. Seeing that Song Zhen was suppressed, he also softened his voice, and repeated firmly, "Enough, sister."

"You don't have to say sorry."

The voice is even gentle.

Zhu Sui's hand was placed on the back of Song Zhen's hand covering his face for a while, and then he let it go again, without forcing it to check Song Zhen's expression.

Zhu Sui's voice seemed to be sighing, and he said distressedly, "You didn't apologize to anyone."

"So, don't say sorry."

After a pause, Zhu Sui helped Song Zhenli brush off the broken hair around his face, and said emphatically.

"You don't have to say sorry to me."

"Never."

"Let yourself go, it's not your problem, don't force yourself, okay?"

The last sentence was too soft, as if Song Zhen was a porcelain figure that would shatter at the touch of a touch. He was careful, precious and heavy.

Song Zhen could hear the careful care in the tone, and at the same time, he could also hear the helpless pleading mixed in the ending.

There was nothing he could do with her, so he could only coax and beg her.

"I..." Song Zhen was speechless for a moment.

"I have a headache." When I spoke again, it was painful again.

"Is it here?" Zhu Sui put his hand on Song Zhen's temple, Song Zhen didn't say a word, and immediately Zhu Sui rubbed it for her lightly, just as cautiously as she said.

Song Zhen couldn't put it into words, but felt that with this movement, something poured on her heart, extinguishing the coldness in her heart all at once.

The force was gentle, Song Zhen didn't stop, Zhu Sui rubbed her like this for a long time.

When Song Zhen came back to his senses, he hurriedly grabbed Zhu Sui's hand, Zhu Sui's first reaction was to ask her, "What's wrong? It's uncomfortable to press?"

Song Zhen shook his head quickly.

Her fingers rested on Zhu Sui's long fingers, and the temperature exchanged in the place where they got along, and Song Zhen's hands also felt a little warm.

After a long time, such a restraining action, along with the clasped hands, seemed to have other meanings.

Zhu Sui didn't speak, and the two of them were so close that Song Zhen could read the concern in her eyes.

You don't have to look very hard, you can see it at a glance, overflowing emotions.

The other hand on Song Zhen's face was also put down by her, and slowly, it rested on Zhu Sui's other hand, as if nostalgic.

Zhu Sui's eyes moved slightly, and he held Song Zhen. Song Zhen didn't struggle, and his emotions calmed down visibly with the naked eye.

"elder sister?"

Just as Zhu Sui called out, a tear slipped from the corner of Song Zhen's eye.

Song Zhen felt it, and became flustered again. Just as she was about to defend herself, Zhu Suichang pressed her finger on her mouth.

The two looked at each other, and for a while, neither of them looked away.

"Shh-"

"It's okay, it's okay, don't panic..."

"You didn't feel sorry for anyone, don't be sorry..."

After thinking about it, Zhu Sui's voice became more gentle, and he said to Song Zhen in an almost negotiating tone, "Don't force yourself, okay?"

"You don't have to stand up in front of me..."

"It's okay to cry, just cry when you're sad, it will make you feel better, don't hold back."

The voice was gentle, and the eyes were also gentle. Song Zhen couldn't tell what he saw, and felt sore in his heart.

Song Zhen frowned, and Zhu Sui rubbed her forehead again. After a few movements, Song Zhen's tears really fell.

Zhu Sui was stunned, stretched out his hand, and hugged Song Zhen slowly, Song Zhen didn't resist, but closed his eyes.

Song Zhen embraced with both hands, grabbed Zhu Sui's clothes, tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

"Sui Shi..."

"I'm here." Zhu Sui patted Song Zhen on the back, full of patience.

Feeling the force behind him, Song Zhen's whole body tensed up, and the evil energy all of a sudden collapsed, and tears fell, Song Zhen felt that he had a lot of grievances to say... a lot...

She has a heart, she is not without feelings.

She just chose the way of an adult, she doesn't want to be seen embarrassed by everyone, ugly...

she……

"I have a headache, Sui Sui, I have a headache."

But when it came to my mouth, thousands of words turned into three words: I have a headache.

But Zhu Sui seemed to understand and coaxed her patiently.

"It's okay, just cry."

"It's okay, it's all over."

Repeatedly whispered in her ear.

After reading it countless times, Song Zhen seemed to be in such a repeated sentence, and really felt, yes, it's all over.

Whether she is happy or sad, she has come out and left the embarrassment in yesterday.

He also left his love, hatred and complaints towards Cheng Lang in yesterday.

Some things don't need to be said.

Song Zhen felt that Zhu Sui understood her breakdown and embarrassment.

Most importantly, Zhu Sui doesn't seem to despise himself.

He didn't despise this broken and embarrassing self.

With a light stroking on the back, the silent concern was sent into Song Zhenxin's heart in silence.

Let her grief slowly fall in the gentleness, and fall into Zhu Sui's hands and embrace.

Her heart also fell steadily, falling into the palm of her embracing lover.

In the evening, Cheng Lang returned to his residence, and just after tidying up, he received a call.

"Zhu Sui?" Cheng Lang picked it up.

"It's me." The voice on the other side of the phone was cold.

"Did you take that USB drive with you today?"

Cheng Lang didn't speak for a while.

Zhu Sui understood, "I'm downstairs at home, come up right now."

"Didn't you say that the Tong family leaked information to you? Now I'm in charge of continuing to tell you about it."

Cheng Lang couldn't turn his head around for a while, "I..."

Zhu Sui was strong: "I'm just notifying you unilaterally, not giving you a choice."

"I'm here, open the door."