Chapter 507 Irresistible Confession (17)

"To be exact, I'm not looking for someone like you. What I'm looking for is you."

Su Zhinian, who didn't understand what Song Qingchun wanted to express at first, instantly understood what she meant when he heard the words "You are what I'm looking for." There was a trace of difficulty on his stunning and calm face. The perceived panic flashed past, as if he was afraid of something. Without thinking, he hurriedly interrupted her words and stopped her words: "Youth..."

Song Qingchun seemed to have not heard Su Zhinian's voice, staring at him tenderly, following his own words, and continued to say: "You are the person I have been looking for all these years. "

The second Song Qingchun finished speaking, the female singer on the stage not far away sang a sentence affectionately: "It's so rare that you met the right person. It's rare that you are serious and don't think too much and work hard without caring about yourself..." "

"Youth..." Su Zhinian called Song Qingchun's name again during the song. His tone became a little harsh, as if he wanted to force her to stop and stop talking.

Perhaps influenced by the lyrics of the song sung by the female singer, Song Qingchun fell silent.

She listened intently to the female singer singing for a while, and then blinked softly when she heard the sentence "It's so rare, we met the right person. It's rare to have good luck in several lifetimes only a few times." .

It's not that she has never liked someone before. She has been obsessed with Brother Yinan for so many years, but she has never been so impulsive or so sure as now.

Su Zhinian is the right person Song Qingchun came to this world to find.

After meeting him, she only wanted him.

When Song Qingchun thought of this, the light in her eyes became a little brighter. She looked at Su Zhinian intently and carefully, and completed what she just said more perfectly: "Su Zhinian, I didn't know until now that it turns out that You are the right person I have been looking for all these years."

"Youth..." Su Zhinian's voice became a little trembling, and there was a faint hint of prayer in his calm tone: "...Stop talking."

Stop talking... She had wanted not to say it before, but she couldn't control herself at all, and finally opened her heart to him.

Now that we have talked about it, how can we stop talking about it?

It's too late, there's no way to stop... Song Qingchun opened her mouth again: "Su Zhinian..."

As soon as she called his name, he suddenly stood up from his seat, looking like he was about to leave quickly.

Song Qingchun sat quietly on the sofa without moving, staring at Su Zhinian who reached out to pick up the car keys from the table. As if he was singing a one-man show, he continued in clear and gentle words: "...I like you."

"We all thought love was like morning, but it turns out that the hardest thing to endure is dusk. We all love a certain poet, but poets are also ordinary people."

I like you... These four words, accompanied by the sad and beautiful singing voice of the female singer, penetrated into Su Zhinian's ears word by word.

His back was shaken, and the car key he had just grabbed fell from his fingertips and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

He clenched his hands tightly into fists and stayed quiet for a few seconds before slowly turning his head and looking down at the girl sitting upright on the sofa opposite.