Six years ago, the ring was not sent out.

Six years later, he stared at the ring and watched it all afternoon, still unable to deliver it.

Because this time six years later, the only thing he can do is... cruel.

Su Zhinian, who had hardly eaten for a whole day, did not notice hunger. He sat in the office until ten o'clock before taking the ring off his little finger, putting it in the box, and then stuffing it in In the pocket of his clothes, he took the car key, got up, and left the company.

Su Zhinian made a circle around the second ring before getting off the main road and turning to the way home.

His chest was terribly stuffy. On a road covered with ginkgo leaves, he dropped the car window. The cool breeze in the late autumn night slowly poured into the car and brought in one or two leaves to let him Breathing is a little smoother.

When the car drove to the door of the community, it was already eleven o'clock, the door was closed, he pressed the whistle, the staff sitting in the duty room hurriedly opened the door, and saw his side face through the falling car window And he greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Su, are you back?"

Su Zhinian didn't say anything, looking at the road directly ahead, nodded his head, and when the door opened, he stepped on the accelerator and jumped in.

The car went around one villa after another, and finally turned to the road where his villa was.

When he was almost at the door of his house, he pressed the accelerator hard.

The car stopped in a hurry, the tires rubbed against the ground, and made a harsh noise, which seemed particularly awkward in a quiet night.

Pulling the handbrake, Su Zhinian was ready to get out of the car to enter the password of the door of the villa, but his slender and beautiful fingertips just touched the door of the car, and he heard a familiar breathing sound in his ear. The car window looked around, and then saw Song Qingchun crouched in the corner of the gate.

She had heard the sound of his car, raised her head, and was watching him through the windshield.

She wore the same dress she wore yesterday, thinking that she hadn't returned home after waking up from the brilliant room.

I don’t know how long she waited for him at his door. Su Zhinian thought that it should be a short time, because when she saw him, she obviously wanted to stand up from the ground, but her legs might be sore and stand up. The posture looked stiff.

Finally, Song Qingchun leaned on the fence next to her and barely stood upright.

She didn't step forward, she just stood quietly, staring at him quietly.

Su Zhinian saw a box in her palm by the dimmed street light.

She was standing outside the car, he was sitting in the car.

No one moved, so they stalemate in silence.

It took about five minutes for Su Zhinian to take his gaze back, then gently pushed open the door and got off the car elegantly.

He slammed the door with one hand, squeezed the car key calmly, and walked towards her very smoothly step by step.

Su Zhinian stopped at a distance of one meter from Song Qingchun.

He lowered his eyes first, then raised his hands, locked the code on the side, pressed the code, and then with a "click" door opening sounded, he turned his head and asked her in a very weak tone: " Would you like to go in and say?"

Song Qingchun shook his head gently, and he gripped the box in his hands with some tension.