Dear President, take it easy

Su Qingcheng's words surprised Zhou Chuyu, raised his head, fixed Su Qingcheng's dim eyes with astonishment, and said, "Su Qingcheng..."

She never expected that Su Qingcheng would be the first to tell her this.

"Actually, from the beginning to the end, the person you love the most has always been Ou Xiangbei. Only Ou Xiangbei can give you the kind of land you want...Zhou Chuyu, since I can't give you the kind of land you want , then I will let you go. I want you to be happy." Looking greedily at Zhou Chuyu's eyes filled with astonishment and guilt, Su Qingcheng said word by word.

Every time he said a word, his heart hurt like a needle.

Seeing Su Qingcheng's pale face, Zhou Chuyu frowned.

"Su Qingcheng. I'm sorry..." Apart from the three words 'sorry', she really couldn't find any words to respond to Su Qingcheng's words.

Any language, at this time, will appear pale and powerless.

"You have nothing to do to me. I have agreed with my uncles, aunts, and my parents. I deliberately said that you are second-hand, and told them that I don't want you anymore." Su Qingcheng said with a helpless smile.

Su Qingcheng's words aggravated Zhou Chuyu's guilt even more.

He is using blackmail to fulfill her happiness.

This man who has been silently guarding behind her, this man who is willing to risk his life for her, at this moment, there is nothing she can give him other than saying 'I'm sorry' and a few tears...

"..." Lowering his head, Zhou Chuyu was speechless.

The atmosphere is a bit heavy.

The air seemed to condense into lumps again.

"Zhou Chuyu, you must be happy. Today, I will take care of everything in the country. Tomorrow, I will take the earliest flight to France...and settle down there." Su Qingcheng said lightly, his gaze kept on Zhou Chuyu lingering on the face.

"Then what about the <City Idea> company?"

"I will withdraw from the company. I have already negotiated with Liang Yi, and he will transfer the money to my account in the afternoon. It is a huge sum of money. After I am ready to settle down, I will send my parents abroad together, and then Buy a farm, do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing.”

After being disheartened, he just wanted to return to his pastoral life.

"However, Qingcheng <Chengyi Company> is booming now because of Liangyi, a big star. Isn't it a pity that you quit now? Do you want to think about it again?"

"Zhou Chuyu, money, fame, status, these things are not important... In this world, there is only one thing that is most important to me, and that is you... Now, the two of us are over, and I have no more nostalgia for this place." The reason for the city."

"Qingcheng, I really don't know what to say to you except I'm sorry. It's me, it's all my fault..." Sitting quickly on the sickbed, Zhou Chuyu hugged Su Qingcheng tightly, tears blurred bit by bit out of her sight.

"In the world of love, there are always only love and not love, but there is no such three words as 'I'm sorry'. Zhou Chuyu, we can control everything, but we can't control our own heart, can't we? In the days without me, you and Ou Xiangbei must always be happy. If Ou Xiangbei bullies you, I welcome you to come to my world to find me again. The door in my heart will always be open for you." Caressing Zhou Chuyu's hair, Su Qingcheng said affectionately Said politely.

Zhou Chuyu's breath in his nose made him obsessed, made him reluctant to part with it, and made him feel distressed.

"Qingcheng, you must be happy too. I hope you can meet a good girl in France. You are a good person, and you will definitely find your own true love." Hugging Su Qingcheng tightly, Zhou Chuyu whispered talking.

"..." Su Qingcheng was silent.

He thought that he would never meet another Zhou Chuyu in his life.

His heart is completely dead.

A person with a dead heart will never think about love again in this life.

"What time is the plane tomorrow morning? I'll see you off..."

"Farewell, I don't like to leave my back to you, and I'm afraid that I will be reluctant to leave after seeing you...Zhou Chuyu, can I kiss you for the last time?" Su Qingcheng pushed Zhou Chuyu away with one hand... …

Zhou Chuyu nodded, and his cold lips touched his lips lightly.

It's just a simple superficial touch, with four lips touching, he is already very satisfied.

This moment is worth remembering for a long time.

He will try to keep this picture in the softest corner of his heart for a long time, and seal it into a small box.

In the future, when he is alone, when his heart is cold, and when he is lonely, he will take this picture out of the small box in his heart, take a look at it, and think about it.

Reluctantly pushing her away, his smile was very gentle.

Gently wiping her tears with warm hands, he said, "Okay, Ou Xiangbei just woke up. You can go back and be with him."

"Tonight, I'll be the host. I'll call Master Bo Weiwei and the others to give you a farewell party..."

"Farewell, none of you pay attention to me, just let me leave quietly...Okay. You go back quickly. I still have a lot of things to sort out." After giving Zhou Chuyu a reluctant look, Su Qingcheng was cold Leng turned his face away, then quickly got off the bed, walked to the window, and stood with his back to her.

Tears overflowed in places where her eyes couldn't reach.

"Su Qingcheng..." Sitting on the sickbed, Zhou Chuyu called softly to Su Qingcheng's back, with reluctance in his eyes.

"Go!" He snapped, he didn't want her to come close to him again.

He was afraid that she would see the tears in his eyes.

"...Then I'm leaving. You have to take good care of yourself alone." With that said, Zhou Chuyu slowly slid off the bed, then turned around and left the ward with heavy steps.

After closing the door, Zhou Chuyu did not leave immediately.

She was so tormented by guilt and heartache that she couldn't move. The soles of her feet seemed to be covered with 502 glue.

Leaning against the door panel, she clenched her teeth, raised her hand, and slapped herself hard.

After a long time, she stood up weakly and walked into the elevator...

When Zhou Chuyu returned to Ou Xiangbei's intensive care unit on the top floor, Liang Bo was no longer there, and Ou Xiangbei had already fallen asleep.

In the huge intensive care unit, Qiao Weiwei was sitting alone on the sofa reading a magazine, with no expression on her face.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qiao Weiwei immediately closed the magazine lightly, and looked up at Zhou Chuyu who had blood red eyes at the door.

Seeing this, Qiao Weiwei immediately walked up to Zhou Chuyu, opened her arms, embraced her, and said, "Sister Chuyu, what's wrong with you?"

After tearfully telling Qiao Weiwei all the conversation he had just had with Su Qingcheng, Zhou Chuyu firmly grabbed Qiao Weiwei's small suit and said, "Weiwei, the person I feel the most sorry for is Su Qingcheng."

"Sister Chu Yu, just like what Su Qingcheng said to you just now, in the world of love, there are only love and not love, but there is no 'I'm sorry', Su Qingcheng is a good person, I believe God will arrange a happy future for him Yes. Maybe, in that romantic city in France, he will meet his true love." Qiao Weiwei comforted in a low voice.

The next day, Su Qingcheng boarded the flight to Paris, France early.

The moment the plane took off, in the first-class cabin, Su Qingcheng, who was sitting by the window, tapped the glass with his hands, while looking at the gradually shrinking city under his feet.

At the moment when the city was about to disappear into the clouds, his tears gradually blurred his vision.

"Goodbye, the city that brought me hope and disappointment. Goodbye, the woman who brought me joy and pain. Zhou Chuyu, I will always stand far away to bless you..." Heart, and It was a violent twitch, and his tears finally overflowed his eyes like beads with a broken thread.

When the city completely disappeared into the clouds, he came back to his senses, reluctantly closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

The feeling of thousands of arrows piercing the heart is probably the case...

In the morning of the same day, the cool piano single directed by Su Qingcheng The mv was premiered on the Internet, and it aroused great repercussions. The popularity even surpassed the previous "love". Su Qingcheng's name really began to become a household name...

Liang's Group President's Office.

In front of the computer, Qiao Weiwei sat lightly on Liang's thin thighs, with her hands around his neck, watching the cool mv with him.

The words [Director: Su Qingcheng] in the lower left corner of the MV made Qiao Weiwei feel desolate.

With a long sigh, Qiao Weiwei turned her face sideways, tugged at cold thin ears, lowered her eyes, and said: "Master Bo, Su Qingcheng just left so quietly, to be honest, I really miss him, our long-time friend I do. I think I'm a little sorry for him."

"On the long road of life, we always have to face all kinds of partings. There is no banquet in the world that never ends." Liang Thin said lightly.

Although Liang Bo said that the cloud is calm and the wind is light, but in his heart he is very reluctant to leave Su Qingcheng.

"Don't let us give him a farewell party, or even let us see him off... Now that he's gone, I don't know when we will see him again." Thinking of this, Qiao Weiwei felt all kinds of bad feelings.

For Su Qingcheng, she felt ashamed.

Because in the battle between him and Ou Xiangbei, she finally chose to favor Ou Xiangbei, and even condoned Ou Xiangbei to snatch a marriage.

"I'll see you again if we're destined." With a cool and charming smile, his fingers gently traced her delicate red lips, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Life is always full of all kinds of parting, Mr. Bo, I hope there will never be parting between the two of us." She said seriously, rubbing her cool, thin, dark hair.

"There will never be a parting between us, woman." Kissing her lips lightly, he said softly.

"Beep beep beep..." On the screen, his phone began to vibrate restlessly again.

The word 'Mu Fan' on the phone is eye-catching and dazzling.

Upon hearing the sound, Qiao Weiwei immediately reached out and took the mobile phone on the table.

Liang Bo just let her hold his mobile phone without saying a word, his sharp-edged god-given face was as calm as a windless lake, making it impossible to guess his emotions at the moment...