Song Qingchun really thought she could hold on until Su Zhinian left at the end of the month and her wedding on the ninth next month . By that time, she would be Qin Yinan's wife, and that identity would stop her heart from rocking all over the place .
The days went by one after another; in the blink of an eye, it was already the 30th of August . Su Zhinian would be leaving the next day . Song Qingchun saw this as a marathon, and she was at the very last leg of the race . If she held on for another day, victory would be hers .
However, when she woke up that morning, reached for her phone, and saw the date, her heart still pained involuntarily . The closer it was to Su Zhinian's departure date, the more common it was for Song Qingchun to get distracted and the longer she would space out . However, it still didn't cross her mind to go look for Su Zhinian .
That day when he peeled off all her clothes and stood before her perfectly dressed, it had completely ruined her dignity and eclipsed all the hope in her heart . Therefore, even if Cheng Qingchong was not lying, even if he would forever remain a part of her heart, even if the light of her world was going to dim following his departure, she wouldn't beg him to stay .
To prevent herself from thinking about Su Zhinian's departure, Song Qingchun's schedule on the 30th and 31st was jammed packed .
Qin Yinan was away in Shanghai for work, so Song Qingchun, who didn't have a car to use that day, had to rely on taxis whenever she went out .
Keeping oneself busy could help keep many troubles out of one's mind . However, fate wasn't done toying with Song Qingchun . As if trying to make this marathon as difficult as possible for Song Qingchun, since she refused to go to find Su Zhinian, fate placed Su Zhinian right in her path .
Keeping oneself busy could help keep many troubles out of one's mind . However, fate wasn't done toying with Song Qingchun . As if trying to make this marathon as difficult as possible for Song Qingchun, since she refused to go to find Su Zhinian, fate placed Su Zhinian right in her path .
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Su Zhinian actually didn't plan to have any interaction with Song Qingchun .
On the 12 pm plane tomorrow, he would be leaving Beijing for France, and he didn't think he would ever return in his life . Therefore, on his last day in Beijing, he still couldn't help himself from sneaking a look at her .
On the 12 pm plane tomorrow, he would be leaving Beijing for France, and he didn't think he would ever return in his life . Therefore, on his last day in Beijing, he still couldn't help himself from sneaking a look at her .
The weather that day was exceptionally bad . The fog was heavy, and the sky was dark . At around 4 pm, a sheet of snow started to fall . Due to the city's low temperature, the snow didn't melt, and in just an hour, the city had changed into a winter wonderland .
Song Qingchun was in the middle of an interview, and it had been an hour since she entered the Starbucks . However, he wasn't in a hurry . After all, he had cleared his schedule that day just to follow her around . He stared at the flurry of snow outside his car as her mellifluous voice drifted into his ears . It was truly heaven on Earth .
5:30 pm arrived, and she finally finished the interview . She left the Starbucks and tried to flag down a cab . The Starbucks was situated at quite an isolated part of the city, so there were no cabs patrolling the streets there on normal days, much less when it was snowing .
The snow didn't show any sign of stopping . In fact, it only got heavier . The girl shivered in the cold, and a layer of white started to cover her hair and shoulders .
5:30 pm arrived, and she finally finished the interview . She left the Starbucks and tried to flag down a cab . The Starbucks was situated at quite an isolated part of the city, so there were no cabs patrolling the streets there on normal days, much less when it was snowing .
The snow didn't show any sign of stopping . In fact, it only got heavier . The girl shivered in the cold, and a layer of white started to cover her hair and shoulders .
Su Zhinian really didn't want to have any interaction with Song Qingchun, but the girl, standing out there in the cold with not many layers on, had started to sneeze .
Su Zhinian was afraid that she might fall ill, so after a moment's hesitation, he drove his car out from his hiding spot, pretended he happened to be passing by, and slowed down to a stop before her .
Song Qingchun really thought she could hold on until Su Zhinian left at the end of the month and her wedding on the ninth next month . By that time, she would be Qin Yinans wife, and that identity would stop her heart from rocking all over the place . The days went by one after another; in the blink of an eye, it was already the 30th of August . Su Zhinian would be leaving the next day . Song Qingchun saw this as a marathon, and she was at the very last leg of the race . If she held on for another day, victory would be hers . However, when she woke up that morning, reached for her phone, and saw the date, her heart still pained involuntarily . The closer it was to Su Zhinians departure date, the more common it was for Song Qingchun to get distracted and the longer she would space out . However, it still didnt cross her mind to go look for Su Zhinian . That day when he peeled off all her clothes and stood before her perfectly dressed, it had completely ruined her dignity and eclipsed all the hope in her heart . Therefore, even if Cheng Qingchong was not lying, even if he would forever remain a part of her heart, even if the light of her world was going to dim following his departure, she wouldnt beg him to stay . To prevent herself from thinking about Su Zhinians departure, Song Qingchuns schedule on the 30th and 31st was jammed packed . Qin Yinan was away in Shanghai for work, so Song Qingchun, who didnt have a car to use that day, had to rely on taxis whenever she went out . Keeping oneself busy could help keep many troubles out of ones mind . However, fate wasnt done toying with Song Qingchun . As if trying to make this marathon as difficult as possible for Song Qingchun, since she refused to go to find Su Zhinian, fate placed Su Zhinian right in her path . … Su Zhinian actually didnt plan to have any interaction with Song Qingchun . On the 12 pm plane tomorrow, he would be leaving Beijing for France, and he didnt think he would ever return in his life . Therefore, on his last day in Beijing, he still couldnt help himself from sneaking a look at her . The weather that day was exceptionally bad . The fog was heavy, and the sky was dark . At around 4 pm, a sheet of snow started to fall . Due to the citys low temperature, the snow didnt melt, and in just an hour, the city had changed into a winter wonderland . Song Qingchun was in the middle of an interview, and it had been an hour since she entered the Starbucks . However, he wasnt in a hurry . After all, he had cleared his schedule that day just to follow her around . He stared at the flurry of snow outside his car as her mellifluous voice drifted into his ears . It was truly heaven on Earth . 5:30 pm arrived, and she finally finished the interview . She left the Starbucks and tried to flag down a cab . The Starbucks was situated at quite an isolated part of the city, so there were no cabs patrolling the streets there on normal days, much less when it was snowing . The snow didnt show any sign of stopping . In fact, it only got heavier . The girl shivered in the cold, and a layer of white started to cover her hair and shoulders . Su Zhinian really didnt want to have any interaction with Song Qingchun, but the girl, standing out there in the cold with not many layers on, had started to sneeze . Su Zhinian was afraid that she might fall ill, so after a moments hesitation, he drove his car out from his hiding spot, pretended he happened to be passing by, and slowed down to a stop before her .