Chapter 639 You Haven’t Met Me, I Haven’t Loved You (9)

Song Qingchun stood on the roadside for a while. A taxi stopped. She got in and gave the name of the hospital.

The taxi quickly blended into the traffic.

Song Qingchun was sitting in the back seat, looking at the billboards that were receding outside the car window, and her eyes became moistened little by little.

She could clearly feel that her heart had fallen into an abyss, with no possibility of recovery.

A love that she realized only belatedly, stumbled like this for nearly half a year, and finally died in this late autumn.

Some people say that if you like the first person and then the second person, then the second person will definitely be your favorite, because if you really like the first person, you will not like the second person. personal.

When she was sad for Qin Yinan, she wondered if there would be a better person to replace him. She wondered if her dream would come true. She really met a better person, but the better one Human beings are not possible for her.

There was moisture in his eyes, which condensed into tears. Song Qingchun stubbornly resisted letting them fall.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Song Qingchun paid the bill with a smile, got out of the car quietly, and walked into the hospital step by step.

Then, in the quiet, deserted small park behind the inpatient department, I still squatted down and cried bitterly.

What a pity, I love you so much, but I still have to leave you in the end.

What a pity, love really requires courage, but your last ruthlessness made me lose the courage to love you.

So disappointing, it was you who made me stop, and in the end it was you who made me wander around.

Song Qingchun cried so sadly, as if she had suffered a huge grievance.

As she cried until the end, her whole body began to tremble.

I hope I never meet someone like you again in this life.

I hope I will completely forget you after crying at this time.

Even though I am reluctant to give up and unwilling to give up, I still have to give up...

Song Qingchun cried for a long time before she stopped. She sniffed, took out wet wipes and a mirror from her bag, and used the dim light on the roadside to wipe away the tears on her face.

She took several deep breaths, held on to her body, which was exhausted from crying, and slowly stood up.

She closed her eyes and counted ten numbers quietly in her heart.

10: Su Zhinian, I don’t regret meeting you.

Nine: Su Zhinian, I’m so glad to have met you.

Eight: Su Zhinian, I’m glad to have been close to you.

Seven: Su Zhinian, I regret having quarreled with you.

Six: Su Zhinian, thank God for giving us the opportunity to get closer again after five years.

Five: Su Zhinian, thank you for helping me a lot, Song Enterprises, and my life.

Four: Su Zhinian, I found that I fell in love with you.

Three: Su Zhinian, I love you.

Two: Goodbye, Su Zhinian.

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Song Qingchun paused for a moment before silently counting the last number "one" in her heart. Along with this number, she thought in her heart: "Su Zhinian will never be seen again."

It's not goodbye, it's never see you again... Su Zhinian, really never see you again... These words are for Song Qingchun at this time.

In the future, when we meet again in the vast sea of ​​people, you will never see the Song Qingchun who gave up his lifelong courage to love you again.

Song Qingchun worked hard to raise the corners of her lips, showing a shallow smile, and then slowly stepped on her high heels and entered the inpatient department of the hospital.