Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 274 Say Goodbye
"Qiao Xuan," Song Xiaoye called his name in a low voice, "I've been thinking about the matter between us—that way, without even saying goodbye, we suddenly became a man and woman who broke up. It's really sad..."

Her voice was deep and full of indescribable nostalgia and reluctance, which made Qiao Xuan almost beg.

"I——I really can't bear it..." Song Xiaoye whispered, but still said softly: "But, I have to say 'goodbye'. Goodbye, Qiao Xuan, goodbye, my..."

Her voice was getting lower and Qiao Xuan couldn't even hear it clearly. She had already changed the subject with a low smile, "Did I bother you when I called you so suddenly!? I'm so sorry, my selfishness is so hopeless ——Qiao Xuan, thank you for tolerating me..."

Qiao Xuan's dizziness was heavy, he couldn't even remember how he answered Song Xiaoye.When he returned to the dark projection hall, he gradually recovered his sanity.

Hearing the familiar cheerful laughter, he raised his head.

On the big screen, see that bright smiling face.

She is really beautiful - even though, in the past few months, he has complained, got angry and hated her, but looking at her smiling face like this, he still thinks that she is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

Such a smile, such an affectionate style, as if she was always by her side...

"Hua, come and see this!"

The woman on the screen smiled and waved, and the handsome man on the other side turned around, looked at the carvings on her hand, and laughed: "These villains are full of ethnic style."

"You are so stupid! This is not a villain, but a character—a pictographic character of the Naixi tribe. Well, let me test you to see if you can guess what character it is..."

Qiao Xuan, who was staring blankly at the screen, blinked, only to find those pictographs so familiar.

"I'll teach you, you have to remember! This word is 'love', this one is 'you', this one is 'I'--well, you read them together, um, in this order..."

Smiling, she picked up a clay cup at hand, and Yinshuang handed it to Hua, her bright eyes fixed on his face.

"This is - I - love - you!" After Hua finished reading, he realized what he said.

Looking up at Yinshuang's bright smile, he shook his head, "You really--you always like to joke!"

"Who's kidding me? This pottery cup is one of the best-selling souvenirs in Lijiang. You see, 'I love you', plus the cup, is 'I love you—forever'!"

Looking at the bright smile on the screen, Qiao Xuan covered his mouth to hide the exclamation that almost blurted out.

"I love you forever"!
Is this what she wants to say to him?Why is he so stupid?He didn't realize it at all when he received the pottery cup.

Did he mess up everything?Obviously, she also said that when he went to New York, she must tell him something she had already told him.However, his conceit, his stubbornness, missed that sentence...

"Qiao..." Xie Kuan turned his head and looked at Qiao Xuan in surprise, but after only saying one word, he wisely turned his head away and did not look at Qiao Xuan who lowered his head.

In the darkness, Qiao Xuan lowered his head and turned on the phone, flashing sweet smiling faces and dependent figures, the happiness and sweetness that he once had, at this moment, pierced his heart like steel needles .

Silently, a little tear fell on the phone, soaking Song Xiaoye's bright smile.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the water drop, but just as he wiped it away, another drop fell down...

Turning over the phone, Qiao Xuan stroked his forehead with his hands, lowered his head, and wept silently in the dark auditorium...

After hanging up the phone, Song Xiaoye stood silently for a long time before turning her head away.

Under the blue sky, on the magnificent iron suspension bridge, Liang Weirong was leaning over the bridge and looking down.Sensing Song Xiaoye's gaze, he raised his head, smiled and waved his hand.

Facing that bright smile, Song Xiaoye also laughed.

"How? Reconciled!" Liang Weirong raised his eyebrows and blinked his eyes a little funny, "Although I don't like gossip, but in order to withstand someone's questioning after returning to Hong Kong..."

"If you gossip, just say you gossip!" Song Xiaoye gave him a sideways look, "But I'm sorry, when did I say that I would call and make up!"

Liang Weirong was startled, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "You may miss an opportunity like this..."

"I know," Song Xiaoye smiled slightly, stepped on the base, and leaned out of the bridge with her upper body.

Liang Weirong subconsciously reached out and hugged her waist, "Be careful! If you don't tie the rubber rope, you will die if you fall."

Laughing loudly, Song Xiaoye jumped down, looked at Liang Weirong, and took a deep breath, "When I jumped down just now, I thought a lot—including the matter between me and Qiao Xuan—if I apologize, Coax him, maybe we can really get back together. But what about after? If we are still the same as before, without any changes, how long can this relationship last?"

Turning her head, she looked at the steep mountain wall in the distance, and whispered: "Instead of repeating like that, it's better to just stop like this..."

"Don't even give Qiao Xuan a chance?" Liang Weirong asked in a low voice, with a sad expression on his face.

"Very selfish? Such a unilateral decision on two people's affairs..." Song Xiaoye nodded, "Maybe, it's just selfishness! But, at this moment, I really can't repeat that pain..."

After being silent for a long time, she suddenly raised her voice and said with a smile: "Don't talk about this! How about it? Now that I even jumped the canyon, do you dare to say that I am timid?"

Liang Weirong laughed loudly, "Who dares to say that you are timid?! Aren't you afraid of your fist?"

"Ah, you actually laughed at me?" Song Xiaoye wrinkled her nose, snorted, and punched deliberately, but when it came down, it was only lightly.

"Brother Rong, to be honest, I really thank you for being with me all the way—I think, if I don't let myself fall into this situation next time. It's a good thing to play, but as my teacher said, Only those who can get into the play and get out of the play quickly are the real good actors..."

Looking at Liang Weirong, she smiled and said, "Well, I should be alone for the rest of the journey."

Liang Weirong raised his eyebrows, smiled, didn't speak, just turned to look at the seemingly endless Grand Canyon, and didn't even ask Song Xiaoye where the next journey was.

Flying from New York to Paris, Song Xiaoye suddenly appeared in front of Ye Ying's door without calling in advance.

"Hey, can I come in and have a seat?"

Ye Ying, who was standing in front of the door, nodded hurriedly, putting away her surprise, joy and apprehension, and let the door open.

"Well, what do you drink? Coffee? Tea? Otherwise, drink fruit juice, Heidi, please——no, I will squeeze it for you myself. I bought fresh grapefruit, how about grapefruit juice?"

Even in front of the public, Ye Ying has always been generous and decent, like a queen with a strong aura, but in front of Song Xiaoye today, Ye Ying is at a loss like a little girl.

"Don't bother, just coffee - I just got off the plane and need a pick-me-up."

Ye Ying nodded, but thought of something, "Otherwise, you should take a rest first! I'll clean up the room right away—no matter what you want to say, I'll wait, you don't have to be in such a hurry..."

"I know," Song Xiaoye nodded, "but I haven't finished what I want to say, I can't sleep even if I want to - Sister Ying..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Ye Ying's slightly disappointed expression. Song Xiaoye lowered her eyes and remained silent for a moment, but she still said, "You should know that some people and things can't be changed all at once..."

"I understand." Ye Ying looked at Song Xiaoye cautiously, suppressing her excitement, "I never expected that you would accept me right away—I just hope that you will give me a chance..."

"Opportunity?" Song Xiaoye thought about it, and couldn't help laughing, "Someone talked to me about opportunities before..."

"Yes——Qiao Xuan?" Ye Ying asked in a low voice, and when Song Xiaoye looked at her, she said unnaturally: "I have been watching Chinese news recently——I really should have paid attention to mainland news earlier. , will never let you be so isolated and helpless..."

"Do you know what happened last year?" Song Xiaoye smiled, without any gloomy expression, "Actually, I'm used to it. Ever since I was born, I was called an illegitimate daughter—although in name, it was officially An adopted daughter who has registered household registration, but my wife never asked me to call her 'Mom'..."

Hearing Song Xiaoye's words, Ye Ying's eyes became moist, "You must have suffered a lot - it's all my fault, I shouldn't have left you like that..."

"You have nothing to do..." Song Xiaoye murmured in a low voice, and after she finished speaking, she realized that she had unknowingly helped Ye Ying speak.

"I was so excited that day, but now that I think about it, it's actually a good thing - I wanted to know who my biological mother was a long time ago. Now, I finally know."

Subconsciously tugging at the corner of the clothes, Ye Ying murmured: "I, I let you down, right?"

"Yes, I am very disappointed." Song Xiaoye said frankly: "I always imagined that I was born because of love, and my biological mother was driven away and had to leave me. Missing me, trying to find me back..."

Looking at Ye Ying, she shook her head and smiled, "I also thought about it, my mother must be a very gentle and kind woman, just like the Virgin Mary, as long as you see her, you will feel peaceful and warm in your heart— —But in the end, when I saw you, I didn't feel anything..."

Ye Ying lowered her head, remained silent for a long time, then raised her head, and said with a wry smile, somewhat disappointed: "I know I'm not a good mother, well, I can't even tell people that I'm a really good person! These years, in the circle... ..."

Shaking her head, she looked at Song Xiaoye and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm not a mother who makes you proud—I, maybe in this life, I can never be the Virgin Mary..."

"Yeah! Of course you're not." Song Xiaoye laughed, but the smile didn't show a smile, "The Ying sister I know is domineering and arrogant, and it's true that she can't be the Virgin—but,"

She took a breath and said, "Think about it carefully, I have inherited a lot from you - I like art, I like acting, I don't drink alcohol, and I always think about myself first - even if I don't want to admit it, I don't want to admit it. You can't deny the blood relationship between me and you!"

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