Suddenly he couldn't care about anything. The emotion that was suppressed and restrained in his heart, unwilling to think about unwilling to mention again, is the love he explained from the beginning, and the only one he has always been consistent from beginning to end. Song Qiyue has long been Understand, that is the one he loves.
That woman named Cheng Qingning, who was the one he loved back then, has left him, is the woman he still does not forget many years later, and always remembers it deepest in his heart!
She has tried to fight for the seizure and stick to this marriage, and she has even changed to be less like herself, but the emotions that she originally thought belonged to her, but in the end, it was nothing at all!
She is too ridiculous, she is too self-righteous, thinking that this can hold that happiness!
But now, everything is enough, all of this, I only hope that there will be an end, no more entanglement, no more disputes!
Song Qiyue stared, just in the frown of her eyebrows, she shouted again, "I am willing to quit! Please let me quit!"
Just after Song Qiyue’s shout, the office suddenly fell silent, and Mo Zhengyan's eyes looked at her tighter and tighter. The concentration was like a goshawk in the plain patrolling, looking for Prey, refused to let go easily. Once the target is locked, you will not give up chasing it!
This kind of gaze is extremely aggressive, and it comes directly and hard, and when confronted, it is suffocating and depressing!
Suddenly, he laughed, "Heh."
The laughter was sudden, but also cold, with a hint of ridicule!
Song Qiyue heard his laughter in his ears, his smile was so mocking, with a hint of sarcasm, he was mocking himself! He is so aloof, arbitrarily arbitrarily arrogant in her world, but ignoring her feelings!
"Song Qiyue! What do you know? You don't know anything!" He gnashed his teeth again, as if to question her!
"Oh, this is really ridiculous!" He said with a smile, raising one corner of his lips, revolving around with presumptuous laughter.
As if caught in another vortex again, Song Qiyue was dizzy, and her teeth were rattling!
"Mo Zhengyan, do you think this is ridiculous! Are other people a joke in your eyes! Mo Zhengyan! Why do you influence others to decide others' freedom like this! Who do you think you are!" Song Qiyue She drank coldly, she looked at him, those beautiful Danfeng eyes were full of stern cold flames.
It was ridiculous, it was ridiculous, in his heart, she was really a joke! Do not! She is too overestimating herself, not even a joke at all!
"Why?" His voice suddenly sounded, and the low male voice overwhelmed her. It was such a gnashing of teeth, and he wanted to crush her!
It was his eyes, with countless emotions in those eyes, mixed with anger, condensed, dull and anxious, but when his heart was shaken, Song Qiyue seemed to feel the trace of helplessness in a trance!
Helpless! How can there be such emotions
"Why do you say me!" With a cold drink, he raised his hand and threw all the documents on the coffee table in front of him!
Snapped--!
Because the action was too hard, the documents were spilled, and several copies fell down!
Song Qiyue heard the sound, and she came back to her senses, right here, she knew where she was. It was an old house that trapped her children, it was the building that trapped her as well, and it was he who trapped them completely, she said coldly, "If you're not a big or young Mo family, you think you Can you still threaten me like this now? Do you think you can still use your son as a threat now!"
At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in front of him, Song Qiyue recognized that this is Mohs!
He is the youngest of Mohs!
Behind this authoritative identity is an unshakable mountain, she can't move, can't move around, can't get out of it!
"If it weren't for the Mo family, you can't at all now! Without the Mo family, who do you think you are? You are nothing!" That reason had long been free from the shackles of the chain, and she screamed out of the blank!
The ending sound of the last word came over, how familiar these words made Mo Zhengyan silent!
Song Qiyue condensed her eyes and looked at him, and replied not to be outdone. In this confrontation, she was already crazy.
"You are right." In another silence, he faintly replied, actually agreeing to her words, "If it were not for the Mo family, I would not be able to, without the Mo family, I am not the Mo family. Zheng Yan, nothing!"
"Without these, your eldest brother wouldn't let you come close to me back then, and your Song family would not agree with you to marry me, and you would never marry me! Don't forget that your purpose of marrying me is not pure! "
"What are you talking about with me? If you said, this assumption will not hold! Never! The fact is that you married me! Since you choose to marry, you must choose to bear the consequences! This is yourself The chosen way!"
"You said before that fate is in your own hands! Then I tell you clearly now that I will never give you Yangyang! And now you can also control your own destiny, let go or stay! Only these two! "It was he who said decisively!
The words were even more cold and harsh, Song Qiyue was heartbroken!
What he said is not wrong, not wrong at all!
Let go or stay, your own destiny is in your own hands!
But, but what he said is so easy and simple! Obviously, she can't help it!
"Mo Zhengyan! You know I can't bear my son! I can't bear him!" Song Qiyue shouted almost helplessly.
Mo Zhengyan said with a deep gaze, he put everything away, "This is your own problem, your choice is in your own hands! If you have the ability, you will defeat me! Take my son back from my side!" If you don’t have the ability, don’t talk to me freely about these things if they can’t exist, and you don’t have the right to talk to me, you know!"
Beat him? Take your son back? Does he think she doesn't want to do this
Does he think she really doesn't
"Mo Zhengyan!" Song Qiyue yelled again, and she clenched her fists. In such a hardship, she had nowhere to escape.
"Why? Very angry?" He asked, then whispered, "If you are not happy, you can smash here again."
Smash here again
Song Qiyue looked at him, looked at this office, he had done it once before, but now he can't! Because, even though it can be ruined here, she still wants her child back!
In the suffocating stalemate of gnashing teeth, Song Qiyue clenched her hand tightly, as if suppressing herself, suppressing everything that was tumbling.
"As long as I haven't fallen, you will never want to get your son back from me!" It was he who asked her to confirm clearly again, cutting off all her only thoughts of escape!
How far is forever? This is a question that no one can answer. Song Qiyue has always known that the word forever is just a beautiful promise! However, if these are not true, but some things are true, such as those heart-beating moments, those beautiful things that have been there, and they are still clearly remembered, so when you think of it, you can still have such heart palpitations!
But now, everything is shattered!
"Enough said?" Mo Zhengyan asked quietly while she fixed her eyes.
Song Qiyue sat in a daze, and he said again, "If you say enough, go out, and don't talk to me about the custody of your child again if you have nothing to do in the future! I don't have so much time!"
The gaze was faint, and Xu became soft for a moment because of memories. Song Qiyue smiled, she looked at him and said, "I know."
In response to his sentence, Song Qiyue finally got up.
On that sofa, Mo Zhengyan was still sitting there, watching her leaving.
In the room that was still arguing just now, the only thing that was left empty at the moment was the only document that had fallen, proving that it was not an empty blank. But it was suffocation that couldn't be vented, just like the scorching sun of midsummer, shrouded in this office, shining so hot.
Song Qiyue went downstairs, still holding her hand in the elevator.
Back in her department, Song Qiyue entered the office. She sat in a chair and pondered quietly for a long time. Finally, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number, "Nie Xun, what you asked me to do before. , I will get it done as soon as possible, and I will definitely get it!"
"Little Qi, have you finally figured it out?"
"Well, I figured it out. Nie Xun, you are right." She held the phone and said seriously and surely.
The other side answered, and also gave her an answer, "I'm waiting for you."
"Little Qi, hurry up, the sooner the better." He exhorted again.
After hanging up the line, Song Qiyue's eyes were serious, and Shao Fei knocked on the door to remind him, "I'm going to Kang's this afternoon."
"Let's go now." Song Qiyue replied.
"The above said that you were uncomfortable and asked for leave. Now it's okay?" That was the news that Mo Zhengyan had let go. Although he saw her safely in front of him, Shao Fei still asked.
"Of course, otherwise you can see me?" Song Qiyue smiled, and she said even more, "I am fine, there is no better time than now!"
Shao Fei was taken aback for a moment, and he found that her expression was no longer silent and condensed, but determined after a long time. It's just that in this determination, there is a little more fierceness, "What kind of panacea, the effect is so fast?"
Song Qiyue smiled, "This kind of medicine is not available in the world."
"Just pull it." Shao Fei raised his eyebrows and replied. Of course he didn't believe it.
The two immediately set off for Kang's and walked out of the Mohs Building. The sun was dazzling oncoming, and the hot wind blew her fingers. It was her fingers that had been released. Such a vacancy seemed to be a choice.
Song Qiyue didn't bullshit, it was a kind of medicine, even if he traveled all over the world, he wouldn't be able to buy it.
Because only by being clear can you understand.
That is a kind of understanding.
It's like quicksand.
I used to think that as long as you hold it lightly, you won't let it go, I thought I could have it. But she was wrong, she was really wrong, she didn’t know at the time, the quicksand is quicksand after all, even if you try your best to care for it, gently lift it up, but it will eventually dissipate, after all It will flow away cleanly from the straight seams.
Seeing that only the last one is left, knowing that it can't be kept, then why bother to hold it, why to nostalgia
Since this is the case, since this is sand that cannot be held!
Then she might as well let go and simply raise it!