Just let it go, all the hatred and grievances that once penetrated into the bone marrow have become a breeze.

The gap between the two people disappeared.

At the end of the chat, Song Qingchun felt like she had removed a large rock, and she felt a lightness from the bone.

Su Zhinian and she didn't actually say anything happy, but she was very happy, even holding her chin in her hands, she smiled and looked at Su Zhinian and sighed: "The time passed so fast, in an instant, we both It’s been so many years of high school graduation."

Speaking of which, Song Qingchun grimaced with a small face, and pretended to sigh with frustration, saying, "Ah, I'm old..."

"Where is old?" Su Zhinian looked at Song Qingchun, his voice was like a long-brewed old wine, low and mellow: "It's still the same as it was, young and beautiful."

Is Su Zhinian praising her?

Song Qingchun’s heart was filled with joy, and the light under his eyes was much brighter: "Where is it not old? I was forced to make a blind date by Song Menghua!"

Blind date? Su Zhinian frowned slightly: "When did it happen, why didn't I know?"

"It was the first two months. For sixty days, I saw hundreds of men..." Song Qingchun, who remembered the blind nightmare at that end, couldn't help shivering, and then she suddenly realized what , A strange stranger said to himself, "But I don't know what happened recently, but I don't force me too much."

Hundreds of men?

Su Zhinian, who had a very happy chat with Song Qingchun, became a little depressed.

Those two months were when he was in a coma, and he wasn't by her side. I don't know if she fell in love with a blind date guy?

Su Zhinian turned her mind at the bottom of her heart and asked quietly: "Hundreds of men, don't there be a suitable one?"

Why did she mention her blind date? Would he misunderstand that he was going to marry another man?

Song Qingchun shook his head like a rattle: "No, although the number seems to be a lot, but it is 95%, and I didn't say a word... Even if it is only 5%, I say That’s it, but it’s not my favorite type.”

As Song Qing said, he secretly looked at Su Zhinian, and then in order to avoid his misunderstanding, he also talked about his own scandal: "There is another one, you don’t know, I was in a traffic jam, forty minutes late , When the man arrived, the man who wanted to make a blind date had already left, so I was trained by Song Menghua..."

Not only did Su Zhinian have no sympathy, but instead he chuckled sullenly at the blind date.

He thought of the sentence she just said, "It's not the type I like," and his heart couldn't help but ripples.

Although he knew that he and her could not be together, he was still curious about what type of man she liked.

Su Zhinian pretended to be a gossip, picked up the coffee, and blew out the heat without hesitation: "What type do you like? There are so many men, none of them meet the standard."

In Song Qingzheng's impression, she only saw Su Zhinian laughed once. At this time, he even laughed in front of her, and her beautiful eyebrows were like flowers blooming slowly, which made her lose her soul.

She was immersed in his beauty, completely lacking the ability to think. When she heard his words, she blurted out without thinking, "Just like you."