"Chen Jingmo must have been there for so long. He was so frustrated that he took advantage of that day to get all angry, threw his chopsticks, turned around and walked out. As a result, his father caught him before he could go out.
, and then gave him a good beating."
"Is his father so violent?!" Shen Qingzi did not expect that his biological father was actually a violent maniac.
"Yes, not only did he beat him up hard that day, but he was also sent out of the country overnight. His mother couldn't persuade him no matter how hard he tried. In the end, she had to pack him a few clothes in a hurry and send him out of the country.
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"His father not only sent him out of the country, but also confiscated all his communication equipment, so he had no way to contact me after he went abroad."
"And I was in a bad mood at that time. I thought he really wanted to break up with me, so I changed my mobile phone number. Even after he applied for a local phone card, he couldn't contact me, and he didn't know how to find me.
So that's it." Su Meimei spoke lightly, as if telling someone else's story.
"Meimei, do you regret having quarreled with him?" Shen Qingzi asked Su Meimei after listening to what Su Meimei said.
"I regret it, how could I not regret it? If we had not quarreled, he would not have had a big quarrel with his father, and his father would not have sent him abroad overnight, and we would not have missed the few moments we had with each other.
Years passed." Su Meimei lowered her head with a regretful tone.
"What about now?" Shen Qingzi asked again, staring at the edges of the coffee table.
"Now? What's wrong now?" Su Meimei wasn't sure what Shen Qingzi meant by asking.
"Are you still quarreling over those things now?" Shen Qingzi turned his gaze and looked at Su Meimei's face again.
"We still quarrel now, but we both know what the other person is thinking. So, although I sometimes quarrel with him, I don't take it too seriously." Su Meimei looked like a happy little woman at this time.
"Meimei, I really envy you!" Shen Qingzi said, holding Su Meimei's hand.
"Why are you envious of me?" Su Meimei didn't know whether Shen Qingzi was envious of the many things she and Chen Jingmo had gone through, or whether she was envious of her and Chen Jingmo's love and marriage.
"I envy you that you can still have each other's support when you are at your most vulnerable. You told me before that Chen Jingmo was always by your side during your saddest moments." Shen Qingzi said to Su Meimei with a smile.
"Because we have been together since we were in high school. If we get married in the future, it can be said that it will be from school uniforms to wedding dresses. I am also very lucky that in my youth, there is a person like Chen Jingmo who has made me beautiful.
My life has also made me realize the beauty of love." Su Meimei was speaking from her heart at this moment.
After hearing this, Shen Qingzi became somewhat silent and stopped replying.
"Qingzi, everyone is different, and there is no duplication of love in the world. Everyone will have their own unique love. You don't have to envy others, because your love belongs to you.
." Su Meimei knew that Shen Qingzi felt uncomfortable, but she would never say those false words.
"It belongs to me, so what? The last love ended like this. In fact, I don't want to have any more love. It's fine to live with Lin Junhui like this forever, as long as we don't invade each other." At this moment.
Shen Qingzi is very resistant to the word love.
"Qingzi, I know you are feeling sad now, but as your friend, I don't want you to lose confidence in love. You need to rest now, but don't get into trouble." Su Meimei understands Shen Qingzi's thoughts very well, and she also knows that Shen Qingzi
Because Lin Junhui has lost hope in love.
"But do you think he really likes me?" Shen Qingzi couldn't figure out this question, so he had to ask Su Meimei what she thought.
"If he doesn't like you, why did he marry you and hold a wedding?" In Su Meimei's heart, as long as a ceremony is held, it is a lifelong commitment, which is more sacred and solemn than registering a marriage.