There are many outstanding men in China, but Song Qingyu stubbornly fell in love with Liu Xuan. The Song family didn't understand, but only Song Qingyu understood why she fell in love with Liu Xuan. Because Liu Xuan experienced all kinds of setbacks, even though he was in pain in his heart, he was still insisting on living well. His vicissitudes, the hesitation deeply buried in his heart, and the heroic appearance that stood up like a drug, making people intoxicated, intoxicated, and unable to be relieved.
"I heard it," two tears slid down Song Qingyu's cheeks. Wu Sheng and Wuxi were like that. Song Qingyu's shoulders were shaking gently, and her pitiful appearance made her second uncle Song Miao unable to bear to look at her.
Song Qingyu, a proud daughter of heaven and noble and elegant Chinese goddess, even the young master of Jingshen was so moved by her, but she went to cry for a man.
"I'm afraid 6 Xuan has always wanted me to leave Jiangning," Song Qingyu murmured softly, heartache and it was a little difficult to breathe.
Song Miao shook his head: "Gentleman, please be more careful, why bother so sad for a man who doesn't love you? Come back to the capital with me! The old man is already angry!"
"Well, it's time for me to go back," Song Qingyu said softly, but thought to herself, even if I go back, can I really forget him?
I couldn't do it, Song Qingyu shook her head. She couldn't forget the time she was with 6 Xuan. Those scenes seemed to be just born, and were vivid in my mind.
Not long ago, 6 Xuan killed Yin Hedong and protected her again. How could she forget it!
Song Miao nodded: "We set off to return to the capital in the afternoon!"
"Uncle Second, can you wait a few more days?" Song Qingyu said again.
Song Miao frowned and said, "Why?"
Song Qingyu's tears fell again, and his voice trembled, "He will get married in a few days. I want to see him be the groom and look at him in a happy way."
“…”
Song Miao was silent and didn't know what to say for a moment. He asked what love in the world, and he just wanted to make people live and die together. He was crazy, stupid!
"Okay, Uncle Second will satisfy your last little wish," Song Miao sighed, lamenting that Song Qingyu was too deeply in love.
Song Qingyu said softly: "Second uncle, thank you."
Song Miao didn't say anything else. In fact, there was something he never told Song Qingyu that this time he returned to the capital, the old man would definitely not let her leave the capital again, and would find a suitable person to let Song Qingyu get married, saving more nights and dreams.
This time, the old man of the Song family was determined. Even if Song Qingyu refused to agree, he would tie her up to complete the wedding!
Song Miao did not dare to touch Song Qingyu's wounds, so he did not say it. He understood more clearly in his heart that Qingyu's infatuation would only hurt her deeper.
At the gate of Longyu Club, 6 Xuan did not leave, but smoked a cigarette in his eyebrows. He looked up at the blue sky. Even though the weather was good, his heart was filled with haze.
6 Xuan let out a long breath of smoke. His perception was so sensitive, how could Song Qingyu not be seen eavesdropping in the box next door?
Therefore, what 6 Xuan said to Song Miao was actually for Song Qingyu to listen to. If she wanted her to return to the capital, she would stop loving Jiangning or herself.
"Are I too heartless to do this?" 6 Xuan murmured to himself. For Song Qingyu, they had experienced many things and suffered together. Moreover, Song Qingyu is so beautiful, so noble and gentle. It is a lie to say that he doesn't like her.
But it is really difficult for a woman like Song Qingyu to have. The more she has, the more she will bear. 6 Xuan doesn't want her to live in a dilemma.
It is better to forget each other than to support each other.
Maybe this should be the best ending, 6 Xuan sighed and gently stroked the cigarette butt. The cigarette butt crossed a graceful arc and fell into the trash can not far away.
Immediately, 6 Xuan left with great strides, no longer nostalgic or look back.
December 31st, today is New Year's Eve, announcing that tomorrow is the new year and New Year's Day. Many people are welcoming the arrival of the new year. Many people sit in front of the TV and watch the New Year's Eve party of major TV stations. On the football field of Jiangning University, more than 20,000 students from the entire school were gathered.
Today is also the birthday of Jiangning University. Therefore, Jiangning University held a large-scale school anniversary event to welcome a brand new New Year.
On the football field, a huge stage has been laid out, and under the stage are the dark Jiangning college students, sitting on chairs moved by the student union to welcome the opening of the school anniversary.
At the front of the crowd, Lan Ya and Ning Wanxi were suddenly seen. Now Lan Ya is the school beauty of Jiangning University, while Ning Wanxi is the school beauty of Jiangning University. The former school beauty and the current school beauty are sitting together, which is conceivable to attract attention.
"Did you see that it is Ning Wanxi, our goddess of Jiangning!"
I don’t know who first appeared Ning Wanxi. Once it was said, it attracted a sensation. Everyone looked at it. Even if they only saw Ning Wanxi’s back, her long shawl, and her graceful figure, it made people dizzy.
"It's really Ning Wanxi, our former school beauty in Jiangda!"
"It's so beautiful, but unfortunately I heard she's about to get married."
"Yes, if I could marry such a goddess-level wife, I would rather live twenty years less than a lifetime!"
“…”
All college students were talking about it, and many successful people who have achieved great success in various fields after graduating from Jiangning University. They were invited by Jiangning University to attend the 100th anniversary of Jiangning University, but they were unable to compare with Ningwanxi. Tengyuan Group is really too brilliant now.
Lan Ya felt the noise behind her and whispered: "Cousin, why haven't 6 Xuan come yet?"
Ning Wanxi smiled and shook her head: "You don't know this guy. He has never been late."
"I hope he won't let my pigeon go. I have agreed with Dean An to give a speech on stage. If he doesn't come, I'll be ugly," Lan Ya pouted her little mouth, saying with some concern.
Ning Wanxi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I haven't repented what 6 Xuan promised, I just like to be late, so wait a little longer."
Chapter completed!