Chai Richeng was very impressed with the account "syasy" because it is the acronym for 'Su Yin loves Song Yu', which was told to him by Su Yin himself. So, when he saw this account on Liu Xuechen's Weibo, he immediately thought of Su Yin. And Song Yu told him that this incident might have something to do with Han Jin, and he immediately thought of Su Yin's twin brother, and the two characters "Yin" and "Jin" have similar shapes, so it's hard to explain by coincidence.
In order to verify this, he made a special trip to Su Yin's hometown, and found out the information about the change of Su's household registration through his relationship. I went to Su Yin's house based on my memory. Her original luxurious villa had been vacant for four years. After many inquiries, I learned that Su Yin hanged himself in this villa four years ago, and his father and stepmother moved out of the villa.
During Chai Richeng's narration, Song Yu's expression remained calm, until he heard the origin of "syasy", he subconsciously squeezed his left arm.
Not long after confirming the relationship with Han Jin, one day Han Jin lifted up his sleeves and showed him a tattoo on his wrist, which was a string of Latin letters—hjasy. He asked Han Jin puzzledly what it meant, and Han Jin It means "Han Jin and Song Yu".
Syasy and hjasy, Song Yu felt the pores all over his body stand up, but he felt bitingly cold in the heated room.
He finally understood why Chai Ri said that if it wasn't for him, he would never have known about it.
Perhaps even Han Jin didn't know about Chai Richeng's brief contact with Su Yin. Even if Su Yin told him, it was impossible for him to know that it was Chai Richeng who used a pseudonym. No wonder he dared to use Su Yin's Weibo nickname unscrupulously, and dared to get the same tattoo on his hand, because he was sure that no one would know the secret.
"Are you alright?" Chai Richeng thought Song Yu was frightened, and asked with concern.
Song Yu woke up from his contemplation, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly, and replied "it's okay".
Seeing that Song Yu didn't care about the fact that he wanted to harm him behind his back, Chai Richeng secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He was about to say something when the phone on the coffee table rang, and the contact person was his wife.
"Answer the phone."
Chai Richeng hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and walked to the balcony. A few minutes later, he returned to the living room. Song Yu still maintained his original posture, as if he was thinking about something.
"I'm going back." Chai Richeng shook his phone, "My wife is not feeling well."
Song Yu got up and sent him to the entrance: "You have worked hard these few days."
Chai Richeng shrugged: "No way, you gave too much."
"Wait a minute." Song Yu suddenly remembered something, bent down and opened his suitcase and took out two packs of dried lilies, "I bought local specialties for this recording, let's go back and make soup for my sister-in-law."
Chai Richeng was taken aback, then smiled: "Thank you."
"One more thing." Song Yu said again, "I will send you a mobile phone number later, and you can help me look up the information of the owner of this number."
"good."
After sending Chai Richeng away, Song Yu sat back in his original seat, and his eyes once again turned to the two thin pages on the coffee table.
Su Yin...
Could it be that Han Jin came here for revenge in the first place
The information received today is really too much, spread out in a haphazard manner, Song Yu frowned wearily, and fell down on the sofa as if exhausted.
He thought that most of the information Zhou Yanqing found was the truth, but he didn't expect that Han Jin might approach him purposefully from the very beginning. Even if he was reborn, he never doubted Han Jin's feelings for him at the beginning.
It turns out that everything is not true
Thanks to his self-proclaimed acting skills, he didn't expect Han Jin to be acting from the beginning to the end.
Song Yu rested his arms above his eyes, blocking out all the light sources, and lay quietly for a while. He smiled suddenly. The laughter was bitter, relieved, and very complicated.
At this time, the phone thrown on the sofa dinged.
Song Yu fumbled for the phone and raised it to his eyes for a glance. It was a push message sent by Weibo. He deleted it without paying attention, and then his eyes fell on the phone screen, and a smile slowly spread from the corner of his mouth.
The phone wallpaper is a photo he took that evening in the nursing home. Zhou Yanqing, Aunt Zhao and Wen Wan are facing the camera with their backs. They are standing on the bridge, cuddling each other and looking at the sunset in the distance. The picture is so Harmonious and beautiful.
After slowly rubbing Zhou Yan's thin back with his fingertips a few times, Song Yu got up and went upstairs.
The next day, Song Yu didn't get up until noon and went downstairs.
Although he got up late, Song Yu didn't sleep a wink all night, but he didn't feel tired, but rather excited.
After recording the show, he would basically give himself a day off to adjust, and it was the same today. It happened that his attending doctor, Chen Ying, was also on vacation, so he asked her to have lunch with him.
Before leaving the house, he sent a message to Zhou Yanqing, asking him if he had eaten.
Zhou Yan replied in seconds, saying that he was eating, and took a photo and sent it. Two dishes and one soup, the portion is not much, but there are vegetables and meat, and the nutrition is balanced.
Song Yu seldom had appetite, but when he saw the photo, he was suddenly greedy for Zhou Yanqing's cooking, and he sent a drooling little soybean emoji.
Zhou Yanqing seemed to be struggling, and after a while Zhou Yanqing replied: How about I pack a copy and send it to you
Song Yu couldn't help laughing, he told Zhou Yanqing that he had invited a friend to dinner.
[Okay, drive safely. By the way, it's raining today, and it's cold outside, remember to wear thicker clothes, including a scarf.]
After Song Yu changed his shoes, he saw Zhou Yanqing's reply. He took off his shoes decisively and went back to the cloakroom to wrap a scarf around it.
It's cold, but it's warm with careful reminders.
Song Yu made an appointment with Chen Ying to eat hot pot, which was the same hot pot restaurant that he had dinner with Zhou Yanqing and other company staff last time.
Chen Ying watched Song Yu order dishes skillfully, with a smile on his lips all the time.
Song Yu handed the menu back to the waiter, and said to Chen Ying, "Don't look at it, you're in a panic."
"Hahahaha." Chen Ying laughed happily, "It's hard to imagine that you will sit in a hot pot restaurant and cook food."
Song Yu raised her eyes with a smile: "Could it be that I used to grow up drinking immortal energy?"
Chen Ying took a sip of sour plum juice, smacked his tongue and said, "Almost, it gives me a feeling of otherworldliness, but I am very pleased with your current appearance."
Song Yu knew what the other party meant, but today was not a follow-up visit, but a meeting between friends, so he just smiled.
Chen Ying didn't want to have a deep chat, so he just clicked.
Song Yu booked a private room, so it was very quiet. The two chatted while having lunch, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. After eating almost, the two put down their chopsticks tacitly to enter today's theme.
On the phone, Song Yu said that he wanted to ask some professional questions.
"Tell me, what questions do you want to ask?" Chen Ying clasped his hands to his chin, and looked at Song Yu leisurely.
Song Yu straightened up habitually, while playing with the ballpoint pen left on the table by the waiter, he told Chen Ying about the incident between Han Jin, Su Yin and him.