One Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty Carry You Home (Part 2)

Song Zhixing followed the sound and looked over, only to see Tang Yiming and Tang Wei coming over. Then, behind them, there was Tang Yu.

Tang Yu stood not far away, his deep gaze passing over his mother's face, and then slowly falling towards her who was slumped on the ground. The two people's eyes met, and Tang Yu's eyes were filled with sorrow. The sorrow made Song Zhixing's heart suddenly torn into pieces.

She knew that those ifs came true...

What Su Fengjin said was not nonsense.

That's why he didn't want her to meet Su Fengjin.

Therefore, everyone said that there was no possibility between her and Tang Yu!

Therefore, when she was about to marry Tang Yu, her grandfather was so heartbroken and unwilling!

so……

Everyone knows this fact. And she doesn't know.

She doesn't want to know! She would rather not know!

Song Zhixing stared blankly at Tang Yu. The two of them were obviously not far apart, but at that moment, they became surprisingly far away from each other. So far away, as if she was on this side of the earth and he was on the other side of the world.

The strange look in her eyes pierced Tang Yu's heart.

Tang Yiming came over, and when he saw the situation between the two of them, 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 been drained of his soul, and he still sat there in a daze, not moving at all.

Tang Yu came over in a deep step.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at Song Zhixing. Those eyes were surprisingly deep and calm. He was so calm that one could not see through his thoughts.

He looked at Chen Cheng and asked quietly: "Are you not scared?"

To say that I wasn't scared would be a lie. Chen Cheng took several breaths before finally finding his voice, "No...no. However, Xingxing was very frightened."

Tang Yu nodded, leaned over, and touched the top of Xingxing's head. His movements were extremely gentle. It was as if nothing just happened. It seemed that nothing had changed between them.

"Fourth child, please help me send Xingxing's friend back." He ordered.

Tang Wei nodded: "Okay.

"

Turning around, he looked at Chen Cheng and said, "Miss Chen, come with me."

Chen Cheng glanced at Song Zhixing worriedly and saw Song Zhixing sitting there, tugging on Tang Yu's suit pants and crying on his long legs.

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Chen Cheng got into Tang Wei's car and was still looking back along the way.

"Miss Chen, where do you live?" Tang Wei asked politely.

Chen Cheng reported his 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 sideways at Chen Cheng and said, "Just now, I hope Miss Chen can forget what you heard in the cemetery as soon as possible and don't take it to heart. Don't tell anyone else."

Chen Cheng turned to look at him. I saw that the other person was like a crown jewel, gentleman and elegant. This man is like a handsome nobleman from a cartoon. The aristocratic temperament all over his body did not seem to be artificial, but was naturally injected into his body and released from the inside out.

Chen Cheng had met Tang Wei before when Tang Yi's wedding was broadcast on TV. At this moment, I was sitting in front of me, and I realized that he was even more beautiful than on TV. Chen Cheng nodded: "Okay. I won't talk nonsense. But..."

Chen Cheng thought of the thrilling scene in the cemetery just now, "I just hope that Mrs. Tang will not hurt Xingxing again in the future."

Tang Wei smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Tang Yu won't let her get hurt."

"Really?" Chen Cheng no longer thinks so. What I heard today was really shocking. An outsider would find it unbelievable to her, and Xingxing was probably feeling extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

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the other side.

Tang Yiming had already picked up Su Fengjin. His gaze inadvertently fell on the tombstones buried together, and his eyes became much darker. However, in the end, he did not stop, but hurriedly left with Su Fengjin in his arms.

The sun was still shining brightly, but at this moment, the entire cemetery was so desolate that it was chilling.

Song Zhixing was picked up carefully and pitifully by Tang Yu from the ground. It was as if she was a fragile rag doll and would break into pieces in his hands if he moved even slightly harder. Song Zhixing's whole body was trembling, his hands tightly grasped the collar of his shirt, and his thin lips trembled violently. There were so many things she wanted to ask him, but her thin lips moved several times, but her throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, and she couldn't say a word.

In the chest, the heart seemed to be soaked in formalin, constantly fermenting and expanding. It hurts beyond belief.

"I know what you want to ask, but don't ask anything now." Tang Yu hugged her and walked out of the cemetery step by step, "I will take you home."

His tone sounded so calm, but when he said the last few words, his voice was completely hoarse. Song Zhixing curled up in his arms and answered him with more and more tears.

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The car taking Chen Cheng off stopped at the entrance of a community.

Tang Wei opened the car door for Chen Cheng in a gentlemanly manner. Chen Cheng thanked him and turned around to get in.

"Chengcheng." At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded. Chen Cheng looked over following the voice and called out happily, "Cousin."

Tang Wei turned around subconsciously and followed the gaze, but he didn't expect that the visitor also happened to look in his direction. The two people's eyes collided. The other person was stunned, and the fruit in his hand fell all over the floor 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 gracefully to Chen Cheng: "Miss Chen, I'm sorry for causing you trouble today. We'll see each other again in the future."

Chen Cheng didn't notice anything wrong between the two of them. She just thought that her cousin didn't hold the fruit steady. When she heard Tang Wei say goodbye to her, she also politely thanked him and watched Tang Wei leave.

Tang Wei turned around and got in the car. He glanced at the rearview mirror before saying to the driver: "Drive."

The tone was unusually calm, so calm that no ripples could be heard.

"Okay, Fourth Master." The driver responded and started the car immediately.

"Tang Wei." At this moment, a crisp female voice rose outside the car. There was unconcealable excitement, as well as heart-wrenching grief and trembling.

That voice gradually overlapped with the voice in his memory. Tang Wei felt that his nerves were pulled hard and it hurt badly. He didn't open his eyes, unwilling to look at the figure again, just pressed his painful eyebrows and ordered: "Speed ​​up."

The driver looked at him, then looked at the rearview mirror, "...but, the lady just caught up."

"Don't worry about it." His usual gentle tone sounded a bit ruthless at this moment.

The driver pondered for a moment, and finally stepped on the accelerator to speed up.

[Good night! Continue tomorrow~~]