Spring night kiss

Chapter 277 Zhao Zhao ()

"Do you still remember? One time you came off the stage and injured your foot. No one dared to carry you to the hospital. Finally, a man wearing a peaked cap took the initiative to step forward and carry you to the hospital for a check-up. "Qin Yao looked at Song Zhaozhao deeply: "Song Zhaozhao, I am that man."

Song Zhaozhao looked at Qin Yao blankly. She had thought of many reasons, but she never imagined that this person was Qin Yao.

"How is it possible?" Song Zhaozhao was speechless, looking at Qin Yao with a blank expression, and said in an uneasy voice: "How could it be you?"

"Why is it impossible?" Qin Yao looked at Song Zhaozhao seriously. His eyebrows were lowered and his eyes could not be more serious: "Zhaozhao, it's me."

At that time, I was standing in the middle of the crowd, looking at your shining look, and I might have been tempted.

The world loves you for your talent and beauty, but what I love is your ambitious eyes.

"I knew that you wouldn't notice me at that time, and I wouldn't be able to protect you like I do now, so I didn't do anything, let alone disturb you."

Qin Yao took a step closer to Song Zhaozhao, his fox eyes became darker, staring at the girl's bright and beautiful face, "But now, I can protect you, Zhaozhao, what I want to give you is everything you want. ”

It took Song Zhaozhao a long time to digest Qin Yao's words.

She clenched her hands into fists. After a long time, she finally made up her mind and looked at Qin Yao: "But I can't promise you."

This rejection was expected by Qin Yao.

The lazy smile in the man's eyes did not diminish, and he asked her calmly: "Why?"

"Because what I want now is not love." Song Zhaozhao's eyes were firm: "Qin Yao, I just want to hold on to everything I created with my own hands."

She spoke so seriously, every word could not be more careful.

Qin Yao understood that now was not the time to continue approaching.

So he calmly stepped back, his smile deepened, and he said softly: "Okay, then I'll give you some time, Zhao Zhao. No matter what happens, I will be the audience cheering for you in the audience."

These words were very lethal to Song Zhaozhao.

A strange feeling began to spread in my heart.

It's not that they don't feel it at all. The two of them fought side by side all the way and already have enough memories.

It's just a fork in the road of life choices. This time, Song Zhaozhao doesn't want to be the emotional person.

"So, will you always fight with me?" Song Zhaozhao looked at Qin Yao uncertainly.

Qin Yao's smile became more and more calm, and his words were straightforward and gentle: "What else? Our company is now the only cash cow like you."

"You started this company, didn't you do it for me?"

"Are you quite good at putting gold on your face?" Qin Yao sneered and said lazily: "Song Zhaozhao, I am not such an emotional person, and you don't need such a person by your side. "

Song Zhaozhao couldn't help it and laughed.

She casually took down a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet nearby.

Song Zhaozhao didn't have much research on red wine and didn't understand it. He shook the red wine in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Is this expensive?"

Qin Yao said it was not expensive.

"Then let's sit down and have a drink." Song Zhaozhao said, "Celebrating the first day we reached a consensus and joined hands together."

Song Zhaozhao won the title of Queen of Songs in the winter two years later.

Qin Yao is a man of his word. He said that he would accompany Song Zhaozhao, and he really stayed with her for several reincarnations throughout the spring, summer, autumn and winter.

If Song Zhaozhao were to recall the past two years, he would probably have been practicing and making progress over and over again.

Qin Yao has been with her all the time. Whenever she worked overtime until late at night, or was so nervous and anxious about song writing that she couldn't sleep, Qin Yao was always by her side.

On New Year's Day of the first year, the two of them sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, eating fried chicken and beer.

Qin Yao said: "Song Zhaozhao, you have to learn how to regulate your emotions."

Song Zhaozhao took the skinless chicken leg and ate it happily while asking: "How to adjust it? It's been a year and I still haven't written a satisfactory song."

"I'm not afraid of someone who loses money. What are you afraid of?" Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and took a sip from the beer beside him.

He pointed to the gorgeous fireworks in front of him and said with a smile: "Look, Zhou Yinghuai is setting off fireworks again to coax his wife."

Song Zhaozhao couldn't help but laugh, "Jiang Tan is like a child."

"We Zhaozhao are not children." Qin Yao said slowly.

Song Zhaozhao asked him, what am I?

Qin Yao said: "Song Zhaozhao is a wild goose and can fly to very far places."

"What happens after that?" Song Zhaozhao smiled. She was probably infected by the New Year's mood, and her anxiety about not being able to write a song was much lessened. She had time to ask, "Am I going to travel around the world?"

"Goose is a migratory bird, and migratory birds will migrate." Qin Yao's voice lost the smile just now and suddenly became very serious. He said: "Zhao Zhao, no matter how far you want to go, I will always be in Ningcheng. ,Await your return."

"But I remember that the Qin family is in Hong Kong City." Song Zhaozhao turned his face sideways and looked at Qin Yao's delicate and deep face in the fireworks, "Can you still never go back for the rest of your life?"

"Isn't it just a lifetime? If you want, I will open this record company in Ningcheng and accompany you for the rest of your life." Qin Yao took another sip of wine and said, "Song Zhaozhao, there are gains and losses in life. I and I Like you, I know what I want most, and everything else can be abandoned.”

Song Zhaozhao remembered this sentence for a long time.

It was also on this night that Song Zhaozhao wrote a song that he had never written.

The title of the song is "Inseparable".

Song Zhaozhao did not tell anyone who this song was for.

But there is no creator in this world who does not love her muse.

Song Zhaozhao successfully won the title of Queen of Song for the second year with "Inseparable".

At this time, at the Divas Award Ceremony, Song Zhaozhao took the trophy from the host, smiled brightly and openly in front of all the media, and kissed the trophy in his hand.

This is the best explanation for her efforts over the past two years.

Qin Yao really sat in the audience just as he said.

He followed the crowd in applause, and his fox eyes were so beautiful that they attracted attention, but his eyes were only looking at Song Zhaozhao from beginning to end.

"Zhaozhao, what do you want to say to the fans about winning this award?" The host smiled kindly and handed the microphone to Song Zhaozhao.

Song Zhaozhao took the microphone calmly and smiled brightly, "First of all, of course, I would like to thank all my fans and friends for accompanying me along the way. I have been lost many times along the way, and there have been many immature places, but I am okay. , I didn’t take the wrong path in the end, and I didn’t make the wrong choice. In addition to my fans and friends, I also want to thank one person.”

Hearing this, the host smiled and said: "From Zhao Zhao's tone, this is a very important person! Is this person present?"

"Yes." Song Zhaozhao's eyes fell on Qin Yao in the audience.

Qin Yao had a smile on his lips and looked at the little girl on the stage with gentle eyes. At this moment, all the lights fell on her.

Qin Yao heard her say: "Thank you for staying with me for so long. Now I have realized my dream. So, Qin Yao, would you like to come on stage and give me a hug?"

The fans at the scene cheered and screamed.

All the spotlights and camera lights became noisier at this moment.

The smile in Qin Yao's eyes became heavier. He stood up in the expectant eyes of everyone and walked step by step to Song Zhaozhao.

The crowd was boiling. In front of everyone, the extremely handsome man looked down at the bright rose in front of him that had just won the award. He lowered his eyes and said in a soft voice: "Is it okay?"

The smile in Song Zhaozhao's eyes almost overflowed, and she threw herself directly into Qin Yao's arms.

The scene was filled with screams.

Qin Yao lowered his head, and his chin gently brushed the top of Song Zhaozhao's hair.

He heard Song Zhaozhao's firm voice.

Song Zhaozhao said: "This song exists because of you. I have never told you about this."

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment, then the softness in his eyes became heavier and he hugged Song Zhaozhao tighter: "That's really my honor."

"Qin Yao."

"Ok?"

"I will give you half of my glory."

"Thank you."

"Thank you verbally. I really want to thank you. Can you take me to Hong Kong City to see it?"

The scene was obviously so noisy, but Qin Yao heard every word Song Zhaozhao said clearly.

Qin Yao's hand holding Song Zhaozhao trembled inexplicably. He closed his eyes, and the ends of his eyes turned red: "Okay, then can I tell them that I am Song Zhaozhao's Qin Yao."

Song Zhaozhao raised her head in Qin Yao's arms. Her eyebrows were curved and her eyes were so bright. She said, "I thought this was our consensus."

Unlike the bustling crowd at the scene, there was a solitary shadow at the door of the awards dinner, which was very lonely. It’s Zheng Heng.

He has changed a lot in the past few years. He is no longer as arrogant and boyish as before, and he has become more mature and stable.

It's just the growth lines of people. Once they don't intersect, everything will lose its meaning.

Zheng Heng looked at Song Zhaozhao, who was held in Qin Yao's arms on the stage, and his face was full of happiness. After all, he clearly understood that he would probably lose her forever.

Now, Zheng Heng thinks about the beginning of the two of them. In fact, it was nothing more than the eldest young master becoming interested in a prickly 18th-line little singer on a whim.

Zheng Heng was too young and too proud at that time. He didn't know what harm his willful behavior would cause to Song Zhaozhao.

Later, when he learned that Song Zhaozhao had lost his voice and career that he was proud of because of him, he understood for the first time that his love was only hurt to Song Zhaozhao.

It’s not like I chose to let go from the beginning.

Saying let go is easier said than done.

Apart from his extraordinary wealth, Zheng Heng is just an ordinary person with a mortal body and will experience pain and suffering.

There was no way for him to truly remain at ease, and there was no way for him to watch Song Zhaozhao walk to others step by step from the other side.

But what else can be done?

He chased him to Hong Kong City and apologized word for word. Song Zhaozhao was so stubborn and just refused to forgive.

Zheng Heng later persuaded himself to really let go.

Later that year, during the first year of marriage between Jiang Tan and Zhou Yinghuai, they were both in Mingyuan, celebrating the New Year together.

Song Zhaozhao was happy from beginning to end. She helped Jiang Tan make dumplings, she joked with Jiang Tan and Su Yue, and she stood in the hall, laughing with the two little girls.

She was so happy, but this happiness had nothing to do with herself.

Zheng Heng and Zhou Yinghuai stood in the snow for a long time.

Zhou Yinghuai's tone was casual and he asked himself calmly: "Have you really let it go?"

He said let it go.

Actually not.

At that time, I just thought that this might be better for Song Zhaozhao.

As time went by, he gradually understood that love does not necessarily mean getting it, and love can also mean letting go.

He said he let it go, but he just let go of his obsession.

When eating dumplings, he sat farthest away from Song Zhaozhao without changing his expression, reducing his sense of presence.

It's just that the weather in Ningcheng is really bad.

After dinner, Jiang Tan and Zhou Yinghuai saw them off, and it started to snow again outside.

Song Zhaozhao didn't drive over, and didn't want to trouble Jiang Tan. He stood alone on the roadside waiting for the bus.

Zheng Heng mustered up his courage and drove the car in front of Song Zhaozhao.

Under the streetlight, the girl's figure was slender, and she looked indescribably weak and innocent in the snowy sky. She blinked, looked at herself, and showed a very peaceful smile: "No need to send me away, I can go back by myself." Home."

"By the way." Zheng Heng's throat was bitter, and his hoarse voice was even more lonely in the snow: "Zhaozhao, today is the New Year, I will take you home, just like an ordinary friend."

The smile in Song Zhaozhao's eyes faded a little. She looked at Zheng Heng seriously, the smile on her lips slightly tightened, and her voice became serious: "But Zheng Heng, how come we are in the east and west of the city?"

What we are going to is a completely different destination.

They once loved each other deeply, very deeply.

So how could Zheng Heng not hear the underlying meaning of Song Zhaozhao's words?

The moisture in his eyes became heavier. Looking at Song Zhaozhao's calm and dull eyebrows, he couldn't help but smile more bitterly: "Then just treat it as if I want to give it to you, can't you?"

Song Zhaozhao said no.

She made the relationship between the two people so clear that there was no possibility of crossing the line.

When Zheng Heng drove away, he saw in the rearview mirror that Song Zhaozhao's figure was getting further and further away from him, and in the end, it completely disappeared. For some reason, his eyes became hot, and he cried bitterly like a child.

The days that followed were nothing more than orderly years.

Zheng Heng's life should have been orderly.

He went to many places, including those secluded islands abroad, to see for himself.

I heard Song Zhaozhao's new song the moment the plane landed at the airport.

The girl in the next seat disconnected her Bluetooth headset and her singing voice floated out.

Zheng Heng should know Song Zhaozhao so well that he can recognize her with just a voice.

The little girl who accidentally posted it to the public was very embarrassed and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, sir, my idol has released a new song, I've been listening to it these days."

"Song Zhaozhao."

The man is dignified and handsome. He looks businesslike, but he can pronounce the name accurately.

The little girl was shocked. She looked at Zheng Heng with wide eyes and said, "Sir, are you also a fan of Song Zhaozhao? We Zhaozhao actually have such handsome fans!"

Zheng Heng smiled and said yes, he had listened to every song by Song Zhaozhao.

"Sir, it's like this!" The little girl excitedly took out her mobile phone, "I am one of the administrators of Song Zhaozhao Ningcheng Fans Support Club! Do you want to join our Ningcheng Fans Support Club? What materials do we have? They will all be posted in the group.”

This feeling was amazing. Zheng Heng didn't know why he was crazy, but he actually listened to this little girl and joined an inexplicable fan support group.

Later, Zheng Heng participated in several activities in the group, and without exception, he paid not to show up.

People in the group were discussing what kind of generous fan he was.

Zheng Heng just looked at Song Zhaozhao's posters, then folded them one by one and asked the housekeeper to put them away.

At this time, he also did not step forward.

She stood in the corner of the crowd and looked at the scene of Song Zhaozhao and Qin Yao embracing each other.

Zheng Heng didn't know how to describe the emotions at this moment. It was too complicated. People's hearts can be so complicated.

Zheng Heng turned around and walked towards the door.

But I don’t know why, but I met the girl from the previous plane.

The little girl recognized Zheng Heng at a glance and pulled him with a smile, with a look of surprise on her face: "Sir! You are here to see Zhaozhao too! We are going to take a photo with Zhaozhao later! Do you want to come with us?"

Zheng Heng sighed and said lightly: "No, you can just go."

"Don't you want to go and see Zhaozhao?" the little girl asked puzzledly.

Qin Yao didn't know how to explain to her.

Don't want to?
He was going crazy thinking.

But the relationship in the human world has long been determined. He and Song Zhaozhao will probably never see each other again in their lifetimes.

Later, Zheng Heng withdrew from the Ningcheng fan support club.

The Zheng family arranged a new marriage partner for him, a well-matched Miss Su with a picturesque smile.

Zheng Heng told the other party about his demands, and the other party was clear-headed and said calmly: "Master Zheng, you are not the only one who has someone in your heart. I also have someone in my heart."

Zheng Heng was stunned and looked at Miss Su apologetically.

It was already a good result, but Zheng Heng and Miss Su didn't know if they had agreed upon it, and they both postponed the wedding with a tacit understanding.

Not long after, in the winter, the housekeeper handed the Gangcheng Daily to Zheng Heng as before.

Zheng Heng used to look at them calmly. He glanced at them casually and threw them aside.

But today, he was holding the newspaper, his whole body seemed to be petrified, and he sat stiffly for a long, long time.

Afterwards, the newspaper slipped from his hands and fell to the ground.

The housekeeper hurriedly lowered his body to pick it up and saw the headline on the front page, which was about the wedding of Song Zhaozhao and Qin Yao.

"Master." The butler was stunned: "This is what you wanted to take home."

Zheng Heng was noncommittal. He looked out the door with a deep brow. The last big stone seemed to have completely fallen to the ground.

He spoke, so calm that he could no longer be calm: "Tell Miss Su that if you want to get married, you can do it at any time."