I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 131
Song Qingyue's heart was not touched, so on the day of his birthday party, did Shen Yichen go to her room?
At that time, what did he want to tell himself?

The center of her eyebrows moved slightly, and she smiled faintly, "Grandpa, he has his past and secrets, and I also have my past and persistence,"

"It's not that you can give it once you give it a chance. Sometimes, we can't help ourselves. I am like this, and so is Shen Yichen."

"We are all pushed forward by an unpredictable future, and no one can see the end."

"I was very moved by what you told me. At least let me know that Shen Yichen was not as hard-hearted to me as I imagined."

"Besides..." Song Qingyue shook her head and smiled wryly, "Grandpa, I can't forget what I have experienced because of his past. After all, those pains really happened."

Shen Qingzong understood that the knot in her heart was difficult to untie, and sighed, "I know I'm forcing you too much..."

Song Qingyue smiled reluctantly. She sympathized with Shen Yichen for not being loved by his parents, and for being deprived of the fun of his growing up.

But what does sympathy represent?Can you erase what has happened?Even if there is this child now, it cannot replace the departure of that child.

She is the only one, Shen Yichen is the only one, and that child is also the only one, but they are not suitable, and neither is suitable for each other.

"Qingyue, grandpa doesn't want to force you, but today, I'm begging you like a grandpa, go and accompany Yichen."

"What's wrong today?"

Is today a special day?
"Did you forget? Today is Yichen's birthday, and also the anniversary of the death of Yichen's parents."

"..." Song Qingyue froze instantly.

She remembered things so clearly in previous years, but she didn't react at all this year. Is it because the traces related to Shen Yichen gradually faded in her heart?
"Is he home?"

Shen Qingzong shook his head, "On this day, he usually doesn't stay at home all the time, he should have gone to the cemetery now."

She was silent and did not speak.

……

It's already autumn, in late autumn, the autumn wind rustled the maple forest, and the crimson leaves swirled and fell down.

The shoes creaked on the dead leaves, and the branches of the maple trees on both sides of the road swayed in the wind.

She shuddered as she walked through the maple forest and into the graveyard.

I saw Shen Yichen from afar, and when Song Qingyue walked slowly over, Shao Ming saw her, and just about to call her, Song Qingyue shook his head to stop him.

Shao Ming looked at Shen Yichen, who was silent, and tactfully retreated away, leaving the spot.

The cemetery is the pure land of the dead, so quiet that you can hear the whistling cold wind.She didn't bother Shen Yichen, but stood in a corner and accompanied him quietly.

Suddenly, Shen Yichen's eyebrows moved slightly.

He turned around and saw that Song Qingyue was pushing him to go out. Seeing him looking over, he said without changing his expression, "I've been here with the cold wind for more than two hours. You're not cold, but I'm cold."

As if touched, Shen Yichen pressed her hand, and she stopped obediently.

He took off his coat and gave it to her, without saying anything.

Song Qingyue wasn't polite to him at all, she took it and put it on in a hurry, and said, "I'm carrying your baby, it's normal for you to be more precious to me."

Wearing a warm coat can dispel some of the deep malice from the severe cold in late autumn.

Shao Ming waited beside the car, and when he saw them coming, he hurriedly opened the car door.

After driving back to the city, Song Qingyue suddenly said, "Shao Ming, you can take a taxi back later! Stop by the side of the road and I'll drive."

Shao Ming didn't ask any more questions, he parked the car in a certain place and got out of the car.

Song Qingyue also got out of the car and walked around to the driver's seat.

While driving, I glanced at the man in the back seat, "Don't you ask where I want to take you?"

"If you want to tell me, you have said it from the beginning, so how can you still wait for me to ask?"

Song Qingyue pursed her lips, noncommittal.

Immediately, the radio was turned on, and the slightly deep female voice slowly hummed an unknown English song, with a unique hoarseness, and the hummed tune was particularly lingering.

She drove the car around Bencheng, and there was no fixed point.

As the sun sets, the warm orange sunlight falls on the supports on both sides of the bridge, printing magnificent colors, which seem to be shining and dazzling.

During rush hour, their car was stuck on the bridge.

One block lasted for more than an hour, and they nestled in this small, square world, watching the sky gradually darken.

The neon lights on both sides of the river form two meandering glow bands, which are mottled.

"feel better now?"

"Huh?" The tail sounded slightly, it seemed that because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice sounded a little hoarse.

Song Qingyue propped her elbows against the car window, her cold eyes fell outside the window, her pupils reflected thousands of lights.

"You taught me that you can't live in the past forever. A person who lives by memories will have no future."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Qingyue said again, "I'm sorry, I take back what I said in the past."

Shen Yichen turned his head suddenly, looking at the rearview mirror with his dark and clear eyes.

Facing the deep look in her eyes, Song Qingyue explained, "Maybe what I said was too one-sided. I said that you are not the one who lives in hell. You have no right to force me to face the past."

She shook her head and forced her lips to bend, "You also have your past, you hide it better than me, maybe you also lived in dire straits, so... I take back what I said."

Song Qingyue only now understands that maybe everyone has their own weakness, but there is a kind of person who is born to hide it, making people mistakenly think that he is an invincible warrior.

Love makes people strong and becomes a protective armor, but it can also make people weak and fall down with a single blow.

If her weakness is Shen Yichen, then Shen Yichen's weakness must be his parents.

The same is love, the difference is the category, love and family affection, the same fragility and the same people can't let go.

Thinking about it, it has been almost ten years since she came to Shen's house. During these ten years, her focus was on Shen Yichen, and there was only one Shen Yichen.

But he was different, his world was mixed with too many impurities, and the Shen family was his responsibility.

It is a kind of sadness when a person's life is only an appendage of the other party, but Song Qingyue feels that when a person is reduced to a machine that does not understand emotions and can only run at high speed, this is the greatest tragedy.

Just because she sympathizes with Shen Yichen doesn't mean she has let go of her grudges.

"You came to me on purpose just to tell me something?"

"No." Song Qingyue shrugged her shoulders, "Can't you see that I'm looking for something to say?"

"... "

The rare comfort between the two, Song Qingyue exhaled slowly, and said, "How long do you think we will be blocked?"

"do not know."

Tsk, it doesn't cooperate at all.

She turned her head, resting her chin on her palm, and looked out the window.

"Thank you."

Song Qingyue was slightly stunned, the light thank you hit her heart heavily, she subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror, only to find that he also turned his head away.

It seems... Those two words are just her hallucinations.

After being stuck on the bridge for two hours, Song Qingyue drove the car to the entrance of the cake shop.

At 45:[-], it happened that the cake shop was going to close after get off work.

Song Qingyue quickly got out of the car and re-entered the store after asking left and right.

"This cake was originally meant to be taken back to my son. Since you are in such a hurry, I will give it to you."

"Thank you, because my husband seldom celebrates his birthday, and today he was stuck in traffic for so long just to buy a cake, so he had no choice but to win people's love."

The shop owner is a woman, and she is more emotional, she waved her hand, "Forget it, I think you love your husband very much, if this cake can enhance the relationship between your husband and wife, it would be a good thing."

Song Qingyue smiled sweetly, paid the money and got into the car with the cake.

Shen Yichen, who was waiting in the car, saw her come back with the cake, and his dark eyes moved slightly, "What are you doing with the cake? It's not my birthday."

"Who said it was for your birthday?" Song Qingyue looked at him pretending to be surprised, "Can't I feed myself? I just ate something in the morning, and ran out to find someone who pretended to be Melancholy sir, I have been lingering until now, I have not eaten any rice, I am hungry, I want to buy a cake, what's the matter?!"

"..." Chang Mei frowned slightly, "Didn't you eat anything?"

"No!" She glared at Shen Yichen, "It's not because of something that is not worrying."

An uneasy person choked hard when he heard these words.

Song Qingyue drove to the mountain, put the cake on the stone pier, tried to light the candle, but was blown out by the merciless cold wind every time.

Shen Yichen really couldn't see her stupidity, so he pushed the cart forward to block the wind, so he was able to light the candle.

She cleared her throat, "Shen Yichen, happy birthday."

He took the initiative to hold his hand, "No matter what you have experienced this day, don't take it as misfortune. Think about it, what kind of mood did your mother bring you into this world more than [-] years ago? Years ago, what kind of mood did your parents use to protect you?"

"Shen Yichen, you are not alone, are you? Your parents gave you the deepest and greatest love. They let you live because they hope that you can become the continuation of their love, and they hope that you can live happily."

"What's more, birthday is also a mother's day! Even if it's not for yourself, you should be happy to commemorate the great day of mother's day."

"You can choose to face this day with respect, but you must not be sad and hopeless. What your parents gave you is a new life, not Abi Hell."

"You hate me so much, why bother to come to me deliberately and tell me these things?"

Song Qingyue grinned, "Maybe... I'm stupid, at least now I don't want to compete with you, Shen Yichen, I pity you and myself."

"I admit, I can't be happy to see you sad, so you'd better not disturb me." She began to complain in a low voice, "It's a lot of age, and it's still so worrying, How are you going to be a good father in the future?"

The dark and clear pupils were slightly moved. He stretched out his hand and gently pressed the top of her hair, with a pious and calm voice, "Song Qingyue, thank you for accompanying me to celebrate my second birthday in the past ten years."

(End of this chapter)