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The media all say that the little prince Song Yu has a pair of eyes that make people immersed in them and unable to extricate themselves.
Indeed, Song Yu's eyes are deep and dark, and when he stares at you, you always feel that you are his only one.
At this moment, there is only me in these eyes.
For some reason, I felt a sour and bitter feeling in my heart. Before I could figure out where the taste came from, my body had already surpassed my brain.
I let go and fell into Song Yu's open arms.
I thought I had forgotten the smell of this boy. But when I threw myself into his broad chest, the familiar feeling swept over me.
I found that I had never forgotten.
Hello my friend, you are back.
Song Yu held me and quickly got into the car. While helping me fasten my seat belt, he patted my head and said, "Yueyue, are you okay?"
His big hands—
It seems thicker than before.
His chest—
It seems to be stronger and broader than before.
"I'm fine." I had a lot of questions to ask Song Yu, but in the end, the only thing that came out of my mouth was this soft sentence.
"Why are you here?" Song Yu considerately handed me a bottle of water. I moistened my throat which had become a little dry due to nervousness, and finally had the strength to ask my first question of the day.
"It's a secret." Song Yu narrowed his eyes and smiled, but he stepped on the accelerator with great force.
"What about you... Were you frightened just now?"
I nodded, and thinking about what Mrs. An had done before, I felt scared.
Is it true that in this world, people die for money and birds die for food? Even Mrs. An, who used to be such an elegant lady, would do anything for money.
Even if—
It's going to take my life.
I bit my lip and hesitated about how to tell Zhuo Yang about this matter, but Song Yu beside me seemed to have seen through my thoughts.
"What's wrong... Yueyue, are you worried about the future?"
"I..." Song Yu was as smart as ever, and he knew what I was thinking. According to Madam An's momentum today, she would not give up until she got what she wanted.
Especially for a woman who has become devastated and crazy after losing her daughter, who knows what she will do.
I can't imagine that I used to think that getting a large sum of money was my luck, but now I think I am still suitable for a quiet and ordinary life.
"Don't be afraid." Song Yu reached out and gently stroked my hand. He looked at me with deep eyes and a smile that I didn't understand. He seemed to be confident and comforted me: "Don't worry, it will be fine. This time... I won't let go of your hand again."
It was also at this moment that I looked back at Song Yu, whom I hadn’t seen for almost half a year.
He has changed a lot.
In the past, Song Yu could be said to be a beautiful boy, with delicate features and a hint of immaturity. But now, the person sitting next to me is Song Yu, but he is not Song Yu.
He has matured a lot. The Song Yu in the past would not have such an unfathomable smile, but now he is making assurances to me with such a smile.
I don’t know why, but I felt something was wrong and I slowly withdrew my hand.
"Um... I'm a little hungry, let's go eat first."
While eating, I seemed to see the picky Song Yu who clearly couldn't taste anything.
When I ate with him before, he would just watch me eat and enjoy the joy of eating.
It's exactly the same now.
Yes, no matter how people change, some of their natures remain the same throughout their lives.
I picked up a blanched fish ball for Song Yu. After he was full, the fear in my heart slowly faded away.
I want to call the police regarding Mrs. An's matter.
But I also remember one thing clearly.
In this world, it is not illegal for a mentally ill person to kill someone.
Thinking about the sinister smile on Mrs. An's lips, I held back.
Forget it, I can’t solve this problem, so I’ll just leave it to Zhuo Yang.
After all, being a womanizer is Zhuo Yang's specialty.
"Are you worried about something?" It seemed that I had ignored Song Yu for a long time. He pouted cutely and complained to me like before, "Or, are you thinking about Brother Zhuo Yang?"
I was choked, "Haha... you think too much." But Song Yu's words successfully distracted my attention.
"By the way, when did you come back? Why didn't you call me?"
Song Yu's eyes flashed, and something I didn't understand passed through the corner of his eyes. I was just getting doubtful, but the other party had already returned to normal.
"No, I have some things to take care of."
Song Yu said it lightly, but I could imagine that it must be a very difficult and important matter. I looked at the boy opposite me. Of course, he is now a mature man who has been tempered. As expected, as people mature, they gradually have secrets.
I have always treated Song Yu as my younger brother. At this time, I just thought that my younger brother had grown up and had his own thoughts and secrets. Since he didn't want to talk, I wouldn't force him.
"By the way, I heard that you had a serious dispute with your family last time... Did things get better after you came back this time?"
"I guess so." Song Yu ate the fish balls in the bowl and looked at me eagerly.
I resigned myself to my fate and continued to pick fish balls for him. Sure enough, not long after, I heard Song Yu's faint voice above my head.
"I have decided to quit the entertainment industry."
Snap—
The fish ball in my hand was as frightened as I was and fell to the ground.
"Are you kidding? Didn't you say you like..." Although Song Yu is a genius, even a genius hopes to be recognized.
During the short time I spent with Song Yu, I could feel how serious he was about his job. He was so eager to be recognized by others. How could he quit the entertainment industry so abruptly now
"I never said I liked it." Song Yu seemed very calm to my surprise, "I just said that I wanted to experience the life I wanted through the profession of an actor. Now I have found what I want, although the process is a bit disgusting... But I will not regret the things I have decided."
What Song Yu said was a little vague, but I vaguely understood what he meant.
"Did your family force you to do that?"
"Not really." Song Yu took a sip of water. The hot pot was a bit spicy, and the tip of his nose was stained red by the chili pepper. He put down the water cup and still looked very calm. "It's just the price of growing up."
From Song Yu's determined eyes, I knew he had made a decision.
I couldn't persuade him, and I wasn't prepared to persuade him.
He is an adult and I think he can take responsibility for his actions.
However, thinking about the little prince of the entertainment industry quitting this circle, I wonder how many fans will be sad and cry.
"But... I agreed to guest-star at Hu Ling's concert."
"Puff..."
Now, I couldn't stand my horrified feeling any more, and I spat out the water I had just drunk.
"Are you crazy? Or have you been brainwashed by Hu Ling?" I took the tissue handed to me by Song Yu and wiped my mouth. As soon as I wiped off the water marks on my lips, I immediately lost my temper, "Do you know what you are doing? You still want to quit the entertainment industry? Are you kidding me?"
"No." Song Yu looked at me with a serious expression and a smile that was difficult to understand.
"This is my termination condition. Brother Zhuo Yang promised me... I guess it's a contribution to the company."
It’s Zhuo Yang again!
It seems that the quiet life we lived together some time ago made me forget the existence of Hu Ling, the bomb.
I didn't expect that in the end I thought Zhuo Yang and I had reached a peaceful stage in the space, and even understood each other's feelings, but I didn't expect that in the end he was still protecting Hu Ling.
Maybe because I looked too ugly, Song Yu handed me a new glass of water.
"Brother Zhuo Yang is a businessman, and businessmen focus on maximizing profits. Now Hu Ling can make money, why not make money?"
I found that I didn’t understand something.
No, this is not the old Song Yu. The old Song Yu hated Hu Ling to death. If it was such a request, Song Yu would definitely refuse it outright.
But now, not only did he not refuse, but he became like Zhuo Yang, doing everything for the greatest benefit.
Suddenly, I felt that the man in front of me was very strange.
"Yueyue, don't look at me like that. I know I've disappointed you. I just wanted to say goodbye to you in my own way for the last time. It's just that I can't find the right way right now."
"So Hu Ling's concert this time is the best way?" I asked sarcastically.
Song Yu pursed his lips and said, "Sorry, Yueyue."
I waved my hand.
There's actually nothing to be sorry about. I also know that apart from the ambiguous relationship between Hu Ling and Zhuo Yang, she is actually just an artist.
In Zhuo Yang's words, the people under him are used to make money, and the money earned is spent on me.
Thinking about it this way, I feel a lot better.
"Forget it, do whatever you want... But you have so many fans, maybe Hu Ling's concert will really give them a beautiful dream..."
Like a dream.
I hope this dream will last forever.
hope-
It will be like this.
After Song Yu and I finished our meal, he sent me home.
I was worried about Mrs. An all the way and was very uneasy.
It was not until we reached the downstairs of my house that Song Yu took my hand.
"Yueyue..." He pursed his lips, looking hesitant. I sighed in my heart, yes, this kind of Song Yu is the young and shy beautiful boy I know.
My heart softened, and my voice tone also softened.
"It's too late today, you should go back and have a good rest. I'm tired too, and I want to have a good sleep."
Song Yu still held my hand and had no intention of letting go.
I was stunned, looking at the clenched hands, not understanding what this man wanted to do.
Just when I was doubtful, Song Yu suddenly said, "Yueyue, I know my decision makes you a little disappointed... But I must tell you, no matter how much I change, there is one thing that will not change..."
"ah?"
While I was in a daze, the boy who had suddenly grown up came over and kissed me on the lips, "I love you. This will never change."
He said this to me.