At that time, she looked particularly embarrassed after a verbal fight with her creditor, but when she looked at him, her eyes seemed to be shining.
But what did I do at that time?
Zhong Zhenzhen must have thought that he was going to save her, but unexpectedly he took her into the abyss. Zhong Zhenzhen, you know this was not my intention, right?
Song Zixuan smiled unconsciously. Maybe he was deeply in love at that time, but he didn't know it.
Later he was sarcastic towards her and even called her a bedding
What was her expression like at that time?
Song Zixuan couldn't remember. He scratched his head hard and his whole face was distorted.
Everything was so close yet seemed so far away. Only now did he truly understand that he couldn't live without Zhong Zhenzhen. The two of them had to be together.
Dr. Lin couldn't stand Song Zixuan's dejected look anymore, and helped him up with black lines on his head, "Second Young Master of the Song family, don't embarrass me here. If you go, I'll take you back."
Song Zixuan leaned against him crookedly and shouted, "Take me to find Zhong Zhenzhen. I want to find her. I want to tell her that I love her, I miss her, and I can't leave her."
Doctor Lin sighed, resisting the urge to punch someone, and gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, you made such a big fuss, I will take you to find her now, right away, where does she live?"
This is the first time he has seen Song Zixuan trapped in grief. Song Ershao, who has always been famous for his romantic style, will devote himself to one person. If the media finds out, it will definitely become the front page of the magazine.
Oh, he really wants to find reporters.
Dr. Lin helped him into the car and fastened his seat belt. He patted his face and asked, "Quickly, where is Zhong Zhenzhen's home?"
Since Song Zixuan wanted to see her so much, why not just be a favor?
It is also a very happy thing for lovers to finally get married.
Song Zixuan fumbled in his shirt pocket for a long time but couldn't find anything. He muttered, "I obviously left it there."
But why can't he find it?
Then he started to take off his clothes, almost treating the car as his dressing room.
Dr. Lin didn't want to be in the same space as this exhibitionist and drunkard. He held Song Zixuan's undressed hand and asked, "What are you looking for? Is it in your pocket?"