Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Song Hongfeng slept badly all night and woke up crying from time to time.

Looks overly frightened.

Of course Song Hongfeng did this on purpose.

She wanted to win Song Xiuyuan's sympathy.

In fact, she did a good job, Song Xiuyuan stayed by her bed several times when she woke up, comforting her patiently.

As time passed, Song Hongfeng finally fell asleep uncontrollably.

Originally Song Hongfeng thought that when she woke up again, Song Xiuyuan was still watching over her bed, but who knew it wasn't.

She quickly ran out of the room: "Third Brother! Third Brother!"

Song Xiuyuan came down from upstairs in a black suit.

When he saw the barefoot Song Hongfeng frowned, he walked over quickly: "Why did you go downstairs barefoot? Hurry up and go back to the room."

Song Hongfeng didn't, she threw herself directly into Song Xiuyuan's arms, blinked, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Third brother, I didn't see you when I opened my eyes, so I was flustered."

"I will always be there."

Song Xiuyuan picked up Song Hongfeng and carried him back to his room.

He pulled the quilt over to wrap her up.

"I've already called the servant, and she will come to cook for you soon, and you will be fine if you take a rest."

Song Hongfeng heard something was wrong all of a sudden, and asked with some difficulty: "Third Brother, do you still want to go out now?"

"Well, I have something to do."

"But I'm still very scared, third brother, can't you push your affairs?"

Song Xiuyuan said: "If you are afraid, why not call your group of girlfriends and ask them to come and accompany me."

"I want you to stay with me, third brother, okay?"

Song Xiuyuan would be very happy if he heard Song Hongfeng's words on weekdays, but today he really can't.

She pulled Song Hongfeng's hand down: "Hongfeng is obedient, I really have something else to do."

After that, he gave Song Hongfeng a few more instructions, and left in a hurry.

Song Hongfeng was very angry. She really wanted to know what was more important than her.

Suddenly, think of today's day.

April 26th.

Li Qingzi's death day.

The expression on Song Hongfeng's face suddenly sank.

He kept saying that he would definitely protect her and not let her be wronged, but what happened?

The death date of a dead person is even more important than her!

Today's weather is not so good, it's drizzling, and the pedestrians on the road are in such a hurry, let alone a place like Qingshan Cemetery.

The rain is getting heavier, and the vegetation on the mountain looks more and more green under the rain.

Song Xiuyuan stepped on the wet steps and walked up step by step.

The words Rong Jiuci asked him last night rang in his ears again.

"does it worth?"

does it worth?

he asked himself again.

worth it.

This is his answer, and the only answer.

In any case, the person is dead and will never come back.

Compared with the person who can only exist in memory and turn into a handful of ashes, he is naturally a living person, a living person who can talk and laugh is more important.

Song Xiuyuan told himself so repeatedly.

However, the sudden sharp pain in his chest didn't tell him so.

He couldn't help covering his chest, his straight back bent down uncontrollably, and he clutched his chest with both hands.

"uncle……"

At this time, a childish voice came: "What's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Song Xiuyuan turned his head involuntarily, and saw the little guy dressed solemnly, with big eyes open, looking at him worriedly.

Song Xiuyuan was startled, staring blankly at the little guy.

Obviously it was the first time I saw this little guy, I don't know why my heart is full of closeness.

Seeing Song Xiuyuan blankly, Xiao Bao couldn't help reaching out to cover Song Xiuyuan's forehead.

"I don't have a fever." His bun-like face wrinkled into a ball: "Then what's wrong with you, uncle?"

Seeing that Song Xiuyuan remained silent, Xiaobao was even more worried.

Is this uncle a mute?

"Little treasure."

A soft voice sounded, with eagerness: "Xiaobao, where have you been?"

Hearing Mummy's voice, Xiaobao immediately raised his voice and said, "Mummy, I'm here. An uncle is not feeling well here."

Ning Yichu heard his son's voice and hurried over.

She first pulled her son over, touched his head and little hands, and was relieved to make sure he was fine.

Xiaobao tugged at Ning Yichu's sleeve: "Mommy, take a quick look at Uncle."

"it is good."

Ning Yichu responded with concern on his face: "This gentleman..."

She just opened her mouth, but Ning Yichu stopped abruptly. When she saw Song Xiuyuan's face clearly, Ning Yichu's pupils tightened involuntarily.

From the day she returned to Rongcheng, she knew that she and him would meet one day, but she never thought that it would be in such a sudden situation.

Especially when they met with Xiao Bao.

Ning Yichu pinched his palm fiercely to calm himself down.

She was like a stranger meeting Song Xiuyuan for the first time, with an expression on her face that she had contacted thousands of times.

"This gentleman, how are you? What's wrong? Do you have any family members with you? Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

Ning Yichu said a lot, but Song Xiuyuan didn't hear a single word.

His head was buzzing.

Qingzi...

After he reacted, he rushed over and hugged Ning Yichu in his arms.

"Qing Zi... Qing Zi..."

He had always regarded Qingzi's departure as an insignificant matter, but when she appeared in front of him, Song Xiuyuan realized that was not the case.

He lied to himself.

During the first three years of marriage, Li Qingzi had integrated into his life as pervasively as the air.

Her departure was a cramp to him.

Now she is back.

She is finally back.

Song Xiuyuan hugged her tightly, sniffing the fragrance of her body greedily, wishing to melt her into his bones.

"Well--"

Song Xiuyuan suddenly groaned in pain, he let go uncontrollably, and covered his lower body, the sharp pain between his legs made him bend like a shrimp.

Ning Yichu looked at him condescendingly: "Are you awake?"

Hearing the voice, Song Xiuyuan raised his head, only then did he realize that the young woman in front of him had a face that was extremely unfamiliar to him.

She looked at him with eyes full of coldness and disgust.

Not Qingzi.

No matter how sad she was, she would never look at him with such eyes.

"Mommy."

Xiaobao glanced at Ning Yichu with some fear.

"It's okay." Ning Yichu patted her son's head reassuringly, she didn't look at the man again, and pulled her son away.

Song Xiuyuan looked at the mother and son walking away. They stepped down the steps step by step and finally disappeared on the stairs. He couldn't help chasing them a few steps, trying to keep them.

When he realized what he was doing, Song Xiuyuan stopped in his footsteps.

What is he doing?

are you crazy?

To pester a woman like this.

He should have known earlier that Qingzi was no longer there.

Even if she is not dead, she will never appear in front of him.

Because, she hates him.