After a while, Su Zhinian finally turned around to accept the MP3 player .
"CEO Su, about that meeting…" Cheng Qingchong merely got half of her sentence out when she was dazed by the redness in Su Zhinian's eyes . She swallowed the rest of her sentence and changed what she had planned to say . "Shall we reschedule it to tomorrow?"
Su Zhinian lowered his head to look at the MP3 player in his palm and answered softly, "Yes . "
"Then, CEO Su, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving . "
Su Zhinian did not respond, so Cheng Qingchong grabbed the mess that she had cleaned up and walked out of the meeting room . Su Zhinian stood before the window for another ten minutes before turning to walk out of the meeting room . He did not return to his office but walked right into the elevator, got into his car, and drove home .
He changed his shoes at the front door and slowly padded upstairs . He was very tired, but he did not go to his bedroom but his study .
He sat in his chair and pulled out the MP3 player from his pocket . He looked at it for a while before pressing the play button on the device . The familiar music began, and he recognized it as his favorite song, 'We've all been forgotten' .
After the four-minute-long song finished playing, the next song began, and it was still the familiar melody of 'We've all been forgotten' . Su Zhinian frowned and picked up the player . He clicked open the playlist and realized there was only one song, 'We've all been forgotten' .
Su Zhinian's fingers that held the MP3 started to tremble . So many times, he had seen her on the streets from a far and noticed the earbuds in her ears . He had assumed she was listening to the radio, but it turned out that she had been listening to one song all along .
Su Zhinian felt someone reach into his heart to squeeze it . It caused the air in his body to leave instantly . He leaned against the chair before his frozen body started to thaw .
He slowly reached out to key in the password for the shelf beside him . He rummaged through it for a long time before pulling a very old document bag out of it .
Su Zhinian stared at the document for a long time, and his eyes started to shake with fear, as if the bag was Pandora's Box . Finally, with shaking fingers, he opened it and pulled the document within it out . When he saw the first sentence of the first page, the color drained from his face immediately .
Su Zhinian stared at the document for a long time, and his eyes started to shake with fear, as if the bag was Pandora's Box . Finally, with shaking fingers, he opened it and pulled the document within it out . When he saw the first sentence of the first page, the color drained from his face immediately .
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Song Qingchun did not know where to go . She only knew that she had to get away from Su Zhinian as fast as she could .
She waved down the first taxi that she saw and gave the driver a random address . The car finally stopped after an hour . She slowly raised her head to look around . Then, it came to her, that in her hurry to escape, she had given the address for Deep Bay .
She paid the driver and got out . The sky was still bright, so the place was deserted and eerily quiet .
She paid the driver and got out . The sky was still bright, so the place was deserted and eerily quiet .
Song Qingchun followed the lakeside and wandered aimlessly forward . She had no idea how long she had walked, but when she was tired from walking, she found a bench by the roadside and sat down .
By then, the place had started to get crowded . There was a group of seniors playing chess, children kicking a ball, and a few couples singing on the guitar .
Song Qingchun found the bench furthest from the activity and sat down .
She stared at the lake surface, and the words that he had told her reverberated in her ears .
I'm really sorry, this is not your fault . I will stop pretending you're her in the future…
Chapter 632: Our Paths Didnt Cross (6). Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 After a while, Su Zhinian finally turned around to accept the MP3 player . CEO Su, about that meeting… Cheng Qingchong merely got half of her sentence out when she was dazed by the redness in Su Zhinians eyes . She swallowed the rest of her sentence and changed what she had planned to say . Shall we reschedule it to tomorrow? Su Zhinian lowered his head to look at the MP3 player in his palm and answered softly, Yes . Then, CEO Su, if theres nothing else, Ill be leaving . Su Zhinian did not respond, so Cheng Qingchong grabbed the mess that she had cleaned up and walked out of the meeting room . Su Zhinian stood before the window for another ten minutes before turning to walk out of the meeting room . He did not return to his office but walked right into the elevator, got into his car, and drove home . He changed his shoes at the front door and slowly padded upstairs . He was very tired, but he did not go to his bedroom but his study . He sat in his chair and pulled out the MP3 player from his pocket . He looked at it for a while before pressing the play button on the device . The familiar music began, and he recognized it as his favorite song, Weve all been forgotten . After the four-minute-long song finished playing, the next song began, and it was still the familiar melody of Weve all been forgotten . Su Zhinian frowned and picked up the player . He clicked open the playlist and realized there was only one song, Weve all been forgotten . Su Zhinians fingers that held the MP3 started to tremble . So many times, he had seen her on the streets from a far and noticed the earbuds in her ears . He had assumed she was listening to the radio, but it turned out that she had been listening to one song all along . Su Zhinian felt someone reach into his heart to squeeze it . It caused the air in his body to leave instantly . He leaned against the chair before his frozen body started to thaw . He slowly reached out to key in the password for the shelf beside him . He rummaged through it for a long time before pulling a very old document bag out of it . Su Zhinian stared at the document for a long time, and his eyes started to shake with fear, as if the bag was Pandoras Box . Finally, with shaking fingers, he opened it and pulled the document within it out . When he saw the first sentence of the first page, the color drained from his face immediately . … Song Qingchun did not know where to go . She only knew that she had to get away from Su Zhinian as fast as she could . She waved down the first taxi that she saw and gave the driver a random address . The car finally stopped after an hour . She slowly raised her head to look around . Then, it came to her, that in her hurry to escape, she had given the address for Deep Bay . She paid the driver and got out . The sky was still bright, so the place was deserted and eerily quiet . Song Qingchun followed the lakeside and wandered aimlessly forward . She had no idea how long she had walked, but when she was tired from walking, she found a bench by the roadside and sat down . By then, the place had started to get crowded . There was a group of seniors playing chess, children kicking a ball, and a few couples singing on the guitar . Song Qingchun found the bench furthest from the activity and sat down . She stared at the lake surface, and the words that he had told her reverberated in her ears . Im really sorry, this is not your fault . I will stop pretending youre her in the future…