As the sky grew dark, Song Zhiyi followed Tang Yuchen and walked aimlessly beside Dongji.

Dongji Square is a favorite place for Qicheng people to take a walk after dinner. In the evening after dinner, I gathered a few friends here to enjoy the cool breeze by the lake and look at the various high-rise buildings surrounding the lake.

Walk the wooden path on the lake.

Some people will perform square dances in the square with the impassioned "The Most Dazzling National Style", and some people will use mobile phone stands to sing live broadcasts on the lakeside, and children will play the game of eagle catching chicks or

Wear skates and chase each other freely...

Extremely comfortable!

Song Zhiyi leaned on the railing, squinting her eyes and enjoying the oncoming breeze, and sighed deeply.

Tang Yuchen stopped and looked sideways at Song Zhiyi, who had a troubled face. He had no intention of walking together, but he was afraid that Feng Yu's incident would make Song Zhiyi feel uncomfortable, so after much deliberation he decided to take her to relax.

"Actually, he wasn't like this before."

After a long time, Song Zhiyi said, "I didn't expect him to become like this."

When she saw Feng Yu for the first time today, she really couldn't imagine that the man standing in front of her would be the fair and clean Feng Yu from before.

"I don't know what happened to him these years," Song Zhiyi lowered his head and looked at his hands, "I didn't expect him to become so scary."

Song Zhiyi felt very guilty. Fate played tricks on people. If she had not rejected Feng Yu, would he have become like this?

But there are no what-ifs in this world. She and Feng Yu met at the wrong time. In high school, the most important three years of life, Song Zhiyi just wanted to study hard and get admitted to a good university, so as to give credit to her missing parents.

Tang Yuchen looked at the guilty Song Zhiyi and didn't know what words to use to comfort her. After thinking for a long time, he could only hold back the words: "I don't blame you."

"Do you still remember the girl you met at Yu Restaurant?" Song Zhiyi looked into Tang Yuchen's deep eyes, "Sometimes, I envy her. Her parents treat her like a little princess. Sometimes I think about it.

, if my parents were still around, I should be just like her, carefree, arrogant and arrogant."

Every time Song Zhiyi saw Song Zhiqing, she always felt like she was seeing herself in another parallel time and space. She thought that if she was so favored, maybe she would be like Song Zhiqing.

"No." Tang Yuchen frowned after hearing what Song Zhiyi said, "Everyone is different. If you say so, so many people in the world grew up with the love of their parents, but they all have different personalities.

Different approach isn’t it?”

Song Zhiyi fell into deep thought after listening to Tang Yuchen's words.

Yes, so many people in the world live happily, and so many people are kind.

It's her shortsightedness.

Song Zhiyi smiled self-deprecatingly: "Indeed. But I have to say that the native family will bring great changes to a person."

She is, and so is Feng Yu.

Tang Yuchen looked at Song Zhiyi's disappointed face, and his heart felt as if it was being stabbed.

Tang Yuchen anxiously took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, put the cigarette into his mouth, and lit it with the lighter.

"Professor Tang, I want to smoke too." Song Zhiyi stared at the cigarette in Tang Yuchen's hand with curiosity and said.

When Tang Yuchen heard this, his hand that was about to put the cigarette into his mouth was slightly startled.

"What do children smoke?"

Song Zhiyi rolled her eyes, with a hint of coquettishness: "I'm not a child."

Tang Yuchen raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter if you're not a child."

"Professor, when did you start smoking?"

When Tang Yuchen heard the question asked by Song Zhiyi, his eyes darkened a little unnoticeably.

When did he start smoking...

Tang Yuchen's thoughts followed the lake water to a few years ago——

"Yu Chen, come to play chess with dad?"

On the hospital bed, her pale lips tried their best to speak.

Tang Jishan was diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer not long ago, and one day ago he was given a critical illness note by the doctor.

"Dad," Tang Yuchen hung up the phone after a long time, "I have something to do in my company. I'll play chess with you when I finish it."

After that, Tang Yuchen hurriedly put on his suit and left the ward.

Tang Jishan was left alone looking at the tightly closed door with despair on his face.

At that time, Tang Yuchen never imagined that he would receive a call from the hospital on his way to the company.

"Mr. Tang, let's go."

Tang Yuchen was stunned for a long time holding his cell phone in disbelief, and then hurried back to the hospital, only to see his father whose eyes were always closed.

After that day, Tang Yuchen was depressed for a long time. He smoked and drank every day, and felt guilty every day for not fulfilling his father's last wish.

He always thought over and over again at night if he would not have been so uncomfortable if he had played a game of chess with his father. He asked himself over and over again why he went to the company for meetings and why he left his father behind like this.

A person slowly died alone in the ward...

This kind of life lasted for half a year before he completely returned to his original self.

Tang Yuchen's thoughts gradually returned and he said calmly: "I forgot."

He didn't want to mention this unknown past to anyone anymore.

"Brother." A very sweet voice sounded next to him.

Tang Yuchen and Song Zhiyi also lowered their heads and looked at a little girl with twin ponytails and a red skirt. She looked about seven or eight years old.

The little girl held a large bouquet of red roses in her hands, and looked at Tang Yuchen with her big, watery eyes: "Brother, buy a bouquet of flowers for your beautiful sister."

?

Song Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, then bent down and touched the little girl's head, and said softly: "Sister, buy it."

The little girl shook her head: "Rose is a symbol of love. Of course, the boyfriend of the beautiful sister should buy it for the beautiful sister."

...

Song Zhiyi raised her head and glanced at Tang Yuchen with an embarrassed face, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Little sister..." Song Zhiyi just wanted to deny her relationship with Tang Yuchen, but was interrupted by Tang Yuchen.

"Buy a bunch."

Song Zhiyi suddenly raised his head and looked at Tang Yuchen in disbelief.

The little girl took the money, took out a bouquet of bright red roses and handed it to Song Zhiyi, smiling sweetly: "Sister, you want to stay with your brother forever!"

Eh!

No, this...why did this last so long? She hasn't caught up with me yet!

Tang Yuchen looked at Song Zhiyi who looked disbelieving and explained: "I heard that flowers can make girls happy."

Oh, that’s what it means.

Song Zhiyi's face turned slightly red, feeling ashamed of the strange thoughts in her mind.

She thought Tang Yuchen also liked her!

It's because I think too much.

Tang Yuchen said to Song Zhiyi: "Let's go." Then he turned around and continued walking forward.

"Professor Tang," Song Zhiyi called to Tang Yuchen who was walking in front.

Tang Yuchen heard the voice and turned around.

The yellow street lamp shines on him, as if he has stepped out of a painting.

Song Zhiyi plucked up the courage and asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Tang Yuchen was stunned for a moment and shook his head honestly.

Song Zhiyi trotted up to Tang Yuchen and smiled sweetly: "Then can I chase you?"

The lake water lapped on the shore, and the noisy surrounding environment seemed to have stopped and became extremely quiet. Song Zhiyi stood in front of Tang Yuchen, looking directly into Tang Yuchen's eyes, but her heart was as nervous as a rabbit jumping up and down.

Tang Yuchen was obviously stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Song Zhiyi to say such words so bluntly. He lowered his eyes and looked at the person standing in front of him with expectation, and his face turned as red as the rose she held in her hand.

Tang Yuchen didn't know how to answer. Should he answer it well or not?

He wasn't sure how he felt about Song Zhiyi, whether he was curious or fond of her.

He also didn't know whether Song Zhiyi really liked him or it was just a whim.

He doesn't understand what liking means.

He was afraid of hurting Song Zhiyi.

When Song Zhiyi saw that Tang Yuchen was silent, he pretended to be relaxed: "If you don't answer, it means you acquiesce! It means I will chase you!"

...

After returning home, Song Zhiyi jumped happily on the bed. When she got tired from jumping, she lay on the bed, wrapped herself in a quilt, and sent a message to Tang Yuchen.

She had just shamelessly asked for Tang Yuchen's WeChat account downstairs. Song Zhiyi clicked on Tang Yuchen's pure black profile picture and changed a note for Tang Yuchen:
To be continued...