Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 3919 He is really alive... (3)

Her hands trembled and her heart beat fast.

She tiptoed to reach the book, and the moment she took it down, she was sure that this was her book when she saw the familiar cover.

It's her book!

She opened the title page, and there was her name on it - Ning An, with delicate and thin handwriting, like a childish college student.

It really is her book.

At this moment, Ning An had mixed feelings, his eyes were wet, and there was a light of surprise and shock in his eyes.

What else does she not believe...

Mo Xiu...it really is Song Shaoyan, why is there such a thing in this world, didn't this bastard die long ago?
He's alive, he's really alive...

There was an indescribable feeling in Ning An's heart, she had mixed feelings all of a sudden, she didn't know what it was like.

This complex emotion spread among her limbs, like vines growing in spring, wrapping around her heart bit by bit, making her breathless.

Ning An held this collection of poems, his eyes were full of emotions and an inexplicable luster, his eyes were lax and obsessed.

Everything around seemed to have no sound, and one of her hearts seemed to have stopped beating, leaving only the feeling of suffocation, which made her breathless.

Everything is like a dream.

Ah……

She has already imagined her future life, safe and stable, happy and stable, she raised Xiao Tangtang, and there will be no man named Song Shaoyan in her future.

But she never thought that he was still alive in Hwaseong not far from the capital.

He is still alive.

He knew she was Ning An when he rescued her.

Hehe... Doesn't he hate her?Didn't you repel her?Back then, he tried his best to torture her, so why save her?

Ning An stood in the study, not returning to his senses for a long time, and lost his mind.

He had already changed his name and surname, and he didn't even go back after Grandpa Song passed away. He already wanted to end up with the past, and he never thought of meeting her.

Maybe...she shouldn't disturb his peaceful life anymore.

Whether he is alive or dead, they are already two parallel lines, no intersection.

She looked down at the poetry book in her hand, her slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and there were traces of turbulence in her eyes.Holding the book tightly between her fingers, she couldn't understand why he still kept the book and brought it to Hwaseong.

Song Shaoyan wouldn't let her in Song's study.

In Song's house, he drew a very clear boundary with her, where she could enter, where she could not enter, and what she could not take, he drew a clear line.

So after being married for many years, she only went to his study room at night when delivering supper, but every time she couldn't stay for a few minutes, she would be kicked out by him.

There is only one possibility. Both the book and the tie were taken to Africa by Song Shaoyan.

As for anything else, she didn't know.

He didn't even want a wedding ring, but he brought these humble things, maybe he needed them.

After thinking for a long time, Ning An stood on tiptoe and put the book back to its original place.

Since this collection of poems is with him, let's keep it here, she doesn't want it anymore.

Neither books nor Song Shaoyan are needed.

After thinking about this, the darkness in her eyes slowly dissipated, and her eyes became clear and clear.

She has already figured out one thing thoroughly, Song Shaoyan is still alive, and his name is Moxiu now.

He didn't want to touch his past life, and she didn't want to reveal it.

Good gathering and good dispersal.

(End of this chapter)