I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 556 Song Yan, I love you!

The evening wind in June is not as gentle as expected.

In the boiling, but also with persecution, it is difficult for people to calm down.

It's like a heart that is gouged out and left to simmer in a pot. Every minute and every second is pain and suffering.

Su Shao licked the salty and wet corners of her lips, wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and stood up slowly.

The vision changed from blurred to clear.

The picture of the woman on the tombstone has a warm and bright smile on her face, which seems to encourage and comfort.

Su Shao restrained the ups and downs of her chest, sobbed and bowed deeply to the tombstone, then turned around suddenly, and ran out of the cemetery like a madman.

The taxi stopped at the underground garage of Siji Yunlan.

Before the driver could make a sound, Su Shao took out all the cash in the wallet, put it in the co-pilot, opened the door, turned around and left.

The taxi driver glanced at the small stack of red bills beside him, he quickly lowered the window, hooked his head and yelled at Su Shao, who had already run away, "Girl, I have given you too much money—"

As the elevator floor climbed higher and higher, Su Shao couldn't help trembling all over.

Her back was pressed against the cold wall of the elevator.

There, it seems that there is still the residual temperature of Song Yan.

She didn't dare to imagine that Song Yan used this cruel method to punish herself for countless nights when she went home.

Because he is afraid of heights, he bought the house at the highest point in a city.

The higher you go, the stronger the feeling of death.

Every day, he punishes himself in this way.Under the skin that no one can see, he endures and bears all crimes alone.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened.

Tokgo's 34th floor, here we come.

It's getting closer to Song Yan's scar
Su Shao dragged her body, approaching Song Yan's "scar" step by step.

While crying, she stretched out her hand tremblingly to ring the doorbell.

"Song Yan, I'm here."

"Song Yan, open the door!"

"Song Yan, can you open the door?"

The corridor is very long.

The girl's stinging screams echoed in every corner.

She knew that Song Yan must be covered in bruises, but could she be safe and sound?While hurting him, she was also in hell and suffering.

She thought that she was a very unfortunate person in this world.But when she learned about Song Yan's life experience, she felt that she was much happier than him.

At least when her parents left, although she was in pain, she would not blame herself.But Song Yan was different. His mother's departure was tantamount to a collapse for him, because his mother's suicide and death was also for him.

Invisibly, he was pushed by a pair of hands called "fate" to a place where he would never be able to recover, but what about him?Because of guilt and remorse, he didn't even struggle, just fell into it like that.

What a radiant boy he should have been, why should he bear this?Why didn't she herself meet him earlier, to help him bear, lift his shoulders, give him a big hug, kiss, and then tell him loudly:

Song Yan, I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I will always be by your side.

If you cry, I will lend you my fingers; if you are tired, I will lend you my shoulder; if you are cold, I will lend you my hug; if you will not love anymore, I will lend you my heart You; if you are afraid of being alone for the rest of your life, I lend you myself.

I will give you spring, summer, autumn and winter, firewood, rice, oil and salt, mountains, flowers, sea trees, and sun, moon and stars.

As long as I have, I will give it to you.

So, don't be afraid, don't run away. Okay?
(End of this chapter)