Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

The sprinkler that worked late at night just came along this road, and it was wet all over the place, and the night wind blew, with a damp breath.

The wind was so strong that Song Qingchun's hair and clothes fluttered around. She walked slowly until her strength was completely exhausted. She sat regardless of the image of the floor.

On the opposite street, a few people who just came out from the bar passed by, probably drinking too much, excited, and singing loudly in their throats.

She hugged her legs with both hands and shrunk her small body into a posture of self-protection. She sat quietly for a long time, just like she slowly recovered from what she said when she met Su Zhinian, and her eyelashes were instantly wet. Then he buried his face on his knees.

"You come... something?"

"Ok."

"Ok?"

"This is for you?"

"Yes."

...

"wait a minutes."

"Take the medicine as soon as possible, the longer it is delayed, the greater the chance of pregnancy."

"Sorry last night..."

"I drank too much, if you need any compensation, just speak..."

His words were like magic spells, echoed over and over in her ears, and she didn't hold back after all, she burst into tears.

...

Not far from the road, a car was parked.

Su Zhinian sat in the car, staring vaguely at the front of her, crying heartbroken girl. The heart was as if it had been cut alive by a knife.

He knew that what he had done was the most correct and sensible choice, but when he saw her swallowing the medicine, she stumbled and turned away; watching her walking alone on the street, feeling the surrounding environment When looking at her like she was abandoned by the world and squatting on the ground crying pitifully; his heart began to shake uncontrollably, even several times, he nearly stepped on the accelerator, caught up with her, and then put The car stopped beside her, got out of the car, pulled her into her arms, and hugged her tightly.

In the sobbing of Song Qingqing's deliberate depression, Su Zhinian struggled more and more inwardly.

He himself didn't know when he felt the ring out of his pocket.

She seemed really sad, crying and crying, and suddenly cried out, Su Zhinian's heart snapped together.

The kind he wants to get off; he wants to go to her; he wants to kneel in front of her on one knee and say a word to her, sorry, the idea of ​​us being together is more and more crazy in his heart.

She was crying so sad that when she cried to the end, she cried out, he looked at her trembling body, her reason was completely shattered, he could no longer care about whether he would get him and her after getting off the car What kind of disaster came, the hand directly reached the doorknob.

As soon as he opened the door, before he could push the door, Song Qingchun stumbled from the ground and stood up.

His movements stopped abruptly, across the windshield, saw her walking towards the front, and then stopped in front of a public telephone hall, inserted a coin in it, and pressed the key.

The phone rang several times before being connected, and a warm tone from south of Qin came: "Hello? What are you doing?"

"Enan Brother..." Song Qingchun's tone was mixed with the deep nasal voice after crying.

"Song Song?" Qin Yinan probably heard the voice of Song Qingchun's voice, and asked with extreme nervousness: "What's wrong with you? Crying? What happened?"