Chapter 687 The More You Conceal It, the Deeper It Becomes (7)

Some words were tumbling rapidly in her chest.

She wanted to ask him, did you get injured in the abdomen when you were trying to save me?

She also wanted to ask him, who are the gifts in your office for?

She wanted to ask him even more, why is it me who is the person hidden in the memories on your phone?

She had so many questions that she wanted to ask him, questions that had appeared in her mind countless times these days.

However, those words were hovering in her throat with teeth and claws, but they could not reach her mouth.

At the end, Song Qingchun was just like before, with a faint smile on his face, and replied in a very official manner: "You too, take good care of yourself."

Su Zhinian said "hmm".

She couldn't see his face clearly, and she didn't know if it was her imagination, but she actually saw a trace of deep sadness on his back.

Her heart couldn't help but throb in pain.

The next second, he slowly turned his head, his face was clear, his eyebrows were elegant and indifferent, completely lacking the loneliness and pain she just felt. His tone when he spoke was surprisingly soft: "Youth, goodbye."

These four simple words made Song Qingchun's eyes instantly filled with soreness. She worked hard to raise the corners of her lips, and smiled extraordinarily brightly.

She said: "Goodbye, Su Zhinian."

Then Song Qingchun quickly closed the car door, picked up her bag, and turned around.

Song Qingchun took two steps towards the door of the community, and vaguely heard another pleasant and clear voice coming from her ears: "Youth."

It was Su Zhinian's voice.

Song Qingchun paused and turned his head subconsciously. Su Zhinian's car on the roadside had already driven away slowly, and he could only see the flickering red light at the rear of his car from a distance.

It turned out that he didn't call her, it turned out that it was just her auditory hallucination.

Song Qingchun turned around again, and the moment she raised her feet and took a step, tears flowed down uncontrollably.

She knew that the "goodbye" he just said was not an ordinary polite "goodbye".

She knew that the "goodbye" he just said would never be seen again in this life.

She said goodbye, Su Zhinian, and she never saw Su Zhinian again.

After tonight, after tomorrow, he and she will be separated in two different countries. In the vast world, the vast sea of ​​​​people, the two people who have lost their fate will really never see each other again.

Song Qingchun really thought that she would survive Su Zhinian's departure peacefully, but after entering the community, she still turned into the community park with messy steps, squatted in the heavy snow regardless of her appearance, and cried bitterly.

The snow is raging, getting bigger and bigger.

-

After Su Zhinian left the door of Song's community, he did not go home, but went to the alley where he met her.

He sat in the car for a long time before extinguishing the fire and getting out of the car.

He stood at the entrance of the alley, his windbreaker unbuttoned, and his clothes were fluttering everywhere in the strong wind.

He looked directly at the round stone at the entrance of the alley, which had not been moved for so many years, and seemed to see her standing here, licking a lollipop.

He stood for most of the night, his whole body was frozen to the cold, and his clothes and head were covered with a thick layer of snow before he returned to the car and returned to the villa.

He took a hot bath and without rest, pulled out his suitcase and started packing his clothes.