Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Mu's accusation made Si Chen almost pale, and he irrationally retorted, "Yes, I am selfish. Now that I know I am so selfish, what are you coming to do with me? Get out! I'm not afraid to get away. Let me tell you again, I don't love you, I never loved you from beginning to end."

Shi Mu felt that the situation was already at its worst, and seemed unable to recover.

The corners of his lips outline the arc of sneer, and Shi Mu lightly said: "Congratulations, you can finally get rid of me. I will never pester you again, I will not hold another one. It is worthless, like a tuo** **The same heart, dangling in front of you."

There was a wave of fatigue in his eyes. After living for so long, he never felt that life was so tired, and never felt that life was so failed.

These words, like countless sharp arrows, hit Si Chen's heart fiercely, heartbreaking.

His face was blue and white, his lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Shi Mu turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.

Si Chen sat on the ground like this, holding his head in pain, whispering like a wild beast.

Song Qinghuan watched from the side, really anxious for them.

She ran down the stairs in a hurry, and said anxiously to Si Chen who was sitting on the ground: "Si Chen, what are you doing in a daze? Go after it."

Si Chen raised his eyes and looked at him. There was a severe suffocation pain inside, but he yelled, "Don't worry about it."

"Look at your stinky temper, you deserve to be missed by Shimu," Song Qinghuan said with a headache: "If you don't chase after, you will really lose Shimu..."

Si Chen interrupted her: "Shut up!"

He slowly got up from the ground, arranged his clothes slowly, and politely and smiled when he came downstairs: "Brother, excuse me!"

This left without a hurry.

Song Qinghuan looked unbearable, looking at Si Chen's back, Yuhan said in a long-winded voice: "You said these two are really true. Two big men are in love. How can they be more twisted than a woman and a man. Pinch it."

Shi Yuhan stretched out his arms and took her in his arms: "Let's cook!"

Song Qinghuan nodded.

But she didn't go to the kitchen immediately, but watched Shi to protect herself from the cold, and asked gently: "If one day we had such a quarrel, then I would be like Si Chen because I was jealous and would not forgive you. Will you give up on me like Shi Mu?"

Before the voice had finished, Song Qinghuan suddenly felt that Shi Yuhan's arms were tightly wrapped around him.

He looked at her with a calm look, but his voice was solemn and solemn: "No, I won't let this happen!"

Song Qinghuan refused to Yi Rao and asked, "What if, what if?"

Shi Yuhan's thin lips lightly opened, and his eyes were calm as water: "No matter whether you accept it or not, you can only be by my side in this life. Even if you break your legs or break your wings, I will only let you be by my side for the rest of my life. ."

The words were very domineering and arrogant, Song Qinghuan's eyes widened, shocked by Shi Yuhan's crazy words.

After a while, she smiled softly: "I don't know, I want to cry or laugh."

She gently pushed away to protect from the cold: "Okay, I'm going to cook."

After dinner, Song Qinghuan cleaned up the dishes and moved to the kitchen to wash them.

Shi Yuhan walked behind her silently, hugging her gently from behind.

Song Qinghuan trembled a little with a body full of heat just like this.