Song Zhixing looked in the direction of the voice and saw Tang Yiming and Tang Wei coming over. And behind them, there was Tang Yu.
Tang Yu stood not far away, his deep gaze swept across his mother's face, and then slowly fell on her who was slumped on the ground. The two of them looked at each other, and Tang Yu's eyes were filled with grief, and that grief made Song Zhixing's heart suddenly ripped into pieces.
She knew that those ifs would come true...
Su Fengjin's words were not nonsense.
That's why he didn't want her to meet Su Fengjin.
So, everyone said that there was no possibility for her and Tang Yu!
So, when she was going to marry Tang Yu, grandpa was so heartbroken and unwilling!
so…
Everyone knows this fact, but she doesn't.
She doesn't want to know! She would rather not know!
Song Zhixing stared blankly at Tang Yu. The two of them were not far away from each other, but at that moment, they became surprisingly far away from each other. So far away that it seemed as if she was on one side of the earth and he was on the other side.
The strangeness in her eyes pierced Tang Yu's heart.
Tang Yiming came over and saw the situation of the two. His eyes darkened and he didn't know what to say for a moment. He just squatted down and slowly pulled Su Fengjin's hand away from Song Zhixing's ankle. Song Zhixing seemed to have his soul sucked out. He sat there in a daze, not moving at all.
Tang Yu walked over slowly.
He lowered his head and glanced at Song Zhixing. His eyes were surprisingly deep and calm. So calm that it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
He looked at Chen Cheng and asked calmly, "Are you not scared?"
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't scared. Chen Cheng took several breaths before finally finding his voice, "No... No. But Xingxing was pretty scared."
Tang Yu nodded, leaned over, and touched the top of Xingxing's head. His movements were extremely gentle. It was as if nothing had happened just now. It was as if nothing had changed between them.
"Lao Si, help me send Xingxing's friends back." he ordered.
Tang Wei nodded: "Okay."
Then, he looked at Chen Cheng, "Ms. Chen, come with me."
Chen Cheng looked at Song Zhixing worriedly, only to see Song Zhixing sitting there, pulling at Tang Yu's suit pants and crying on his long legs.
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Chen Cheng got into Tang Wei's car and kept looking back along the way.
"Ms. Chen, where do you live?" Tang Wei asked politely.
Chen Cheng gave the address, "Just call me Chen Cheng, no need to be so polite."
"Okay." Tang Wei nodded and told the driver the address. Then, he looked at Chen Cheng and said, "I hope you can forget what you heard in the cemetery as soon as possible and don't take it to heart. And don't tell anyone else."
Chen Cheng turned to look at him. He was handsome, gentlemanly and elegant. This man looked like a man from a cartoon. The aristocratic temperament in his body was not artificial, but was naturally injected into his body and released from the inside out.
Chen Cheng had seen Tang Wei before when Tang Yi's wedding was broadcast on TV. Now that he was sitting in front of him, he realized that he was even better looking than on TV. Chen Cheng nodded: "Okay. I won't say anything nonsense. But..."
Chen Cheng recalled the thrilling scene in the cemetery just now, "I just hope that Mrs. Tang won't hurt Xingxing again in the future."
Tang Wei smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Tang Yu won't let her get hurt."
"Really?" Chen Cheng didn't think so now. What she heard today was too shocking. Even an outsider like her found it unbelievable. Xingxing must be feeling extremely sad at the moment.
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the other side.
Tang Yiming had already picked up Su Fengjin. His eyes inadvertently fell on the tombstone where they were buried together, and his eyes became much darker. But in the end, he did not stop, but just hurried away holding Su Fengjin.
The sun was still shining brightly, but at this moment, the entire cemetery was so desolate that it made people feel cold.
Song Zhixing was picked up from the ground by Tang Yu, carefully and lovingly. It was as if she was a fragile rag doll, and she would break in his hands if he moved her a little harder. Song Zhixing was shaking all over, her hands tightly grasping his shirt collar, her thin lips trembling violently. She had so many things she wanted to ask him, but after moving her thin lips several times, her throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, and she couldn't say a word.
The heart in my chest seemed to be soaked in formalin, constantly fermenting and expanding. I felt so painful that I wanted to die.
"I know what you want to ask, but don't ask anything now." Tang Yu held her and walked out of the cemetery step by step, "I'll take you home."
His tone sounded so calm, but when he spoke the last few words, his voice was completely hoarse. Song Zhixing curled up in his arms, answering him with only more and more tears.
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The car that took Chen Cheng to school stopped at the gate of a residential area.
Tang Wei gentlemanly opened the car door for Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng thanked him and turned around to go in.
"Chengcheng." At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded. Chen Cheng looked in the direction of the voice and called out happily, "Cousin."
Tang Wei turned around subconsciously and followed the gaze. Unexpectedly, the person was looking in his direction as well. The two people's eyes met, and the other person paused, and the fruit in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter". Tang Wei's breathing suddenly became heavy.
However, that kind of absent-mindedness was only for a moment. Soon, he came back to his senses, as if nothing could affect him. He nodded elegantly to Chen Cheng: "Miss Chen, I'm sorry for causing you trouble today. We'll see each other again if we have the chance in the future."
Chen Cheng didn't notice anything wrong between the two of them. He just thought that his cousin didn't hold the fruit steadily. When he heard Tang Wei saying goodbye to him, he politely thanked him and watched Tang Wei leave.
Tang Wei turned around and got into the car. He glanced at the rearview mirror before saying to the driver, "Drive."
The tone was unusually calm, so calm that not even a ripple could be heard.
"Okay, Fourth Master." The driver responded and started the car immediately.
"Tang Wei." At this moment, a clear female voice rose outside the car. It contained unconcealed excitement, as well as heart-wrenching sorrow and trembling.
That voice gradually overlapped with the voice in his memory. Tang Wei felt as if his nerves were being pulled hard, causing severe pain. He did not open his eyes, unwilling to look at the figure again. He just pressed his painful brow and ordered, "Speed up."
The driver looked at him, then glanced at the rearview mirror, "… But, that lady just caught up with us."
"Don't worry about it." His usually gentle tone now sounded a bit ruthless.
The driver thought for a moment, and finally stepped on the accelerator to accelerate.
[Good night! We will continue tomorrow~~]