"It turns out that some people really talk about memories longer than love."
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Hearing him say the word "love" again, Song Jin'an was stunned for a while.
Yan Haoxiang was afraid that her mood would be wrong again, so he quickly skipped this sentence and turned to another topic.
yanhaoxiang"Do you not like that crystal ball?"
But this sentence is like a small pebble thrown into the lake, breaking the calm lake surface.
Song Jin'an raised his eyes to look at him, tugged the corners of his mouth stiffly,
songjinan"Very annoying."
songjinan"I hate everything you give me."
Song Jin'an was silent for a while, then continued to speak,
songjinan"I hate you too."
Yan Haoxiang's eyes lowered when he heard the words, and he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't speak, but the slightly tightened hands hanging by his side betrayed his emotions. It turned out that he was really sad.
Song Jin'an took a last look at the breathtakingly beautiful fireworks in the night sky, then turned his head and said to Yan Haoxiang,
Yan Haoxiang pursed his lips for a while, looked at her silent for a while, and then nodded lightly. Song Jinan turned around and went downstairs without any nostalgia.
Yan Haoxiang, who was standing in the same place, lowered his head slightly and looked down at his toes, and the emotions in his heart were very complicated.
He was the one who ruined her family, and he was the one who wanted to make up for her, and he was the one who reconciled.
He suddenly felt very funny.
longtao（shenmedoudang）"Are you really sure it's her?"
A man with an umbrella suddenly appeared in front of him, asking him with a smile.
Yan Haoxiang opened his mouth to say "no", but he couldn't say it, but he clearly heard his own voice and said,
yanhaoxiang"Who else could she be if not her?"
The man smiled, looked up at him for a few seconds, and then shook his head gently.
He knew that the man was Liu Yaowen, and this was the first conversation they had met a few months ago.
He wanted to ask him something more, but all the sights disappeared.
He suddenly understood that everyone could see that Song Jinan was not the murderer, but he always seemed to be walking around in the fog, unable to come out, and unwilling to come out. It was so obvious, but he couldn't see it..
Because he only used Song Jinan as a tool at the beginning.
The amazement of the servants came from downstairs. Yan Haoxiang's nose was slightly sore in the sound of fireworks bursting.
Song Jin'an stood in front of the window, the dark room was lit up by fireworks from time to time. Her eyes were like fireworks, and her hands hanging by her side were gently squeezed tightly. Song Jin'an blinked dry eyes, obviously no longer in love, but why is it still so sad?
She suddenly tightened the curtains, kicked off her shoes, climbed into the bed and covered her head with the quilt, forcing herself not to think about anything. Her heart was in a mess, she gasped for a while and closed her eyes. After a few seconds, the surroundings suddenly quieted down, and she gradually entered a dream.
The next day she woke up very late, maybe because of the drowsiness that pregnant women still have. Song Jinan sat up and was still very sleepy. She rubbed her head, and when she was about to get out of bed, she heard a knock on the door, she got up and went to open the door. There was a servant standing outside the door,
longtao（shenmedoudang）[Maid]: "Madam, it's time to come out for dinner."
Song Jin'an nodded and asked again.
The servant was stunned for a few seconds before he understood what she meant. After thinking about it, he opened his mouth and replied,
longtao（shenmedoudang）[Maid]: "Lunch."
songjinan"Got it, come down in a while."
The servant nodded when he heard the words, then turned around and went downstairs.
