Quick-wearing green tea, she is so charming

Chapter 1760 Those Years When I Opened the Wish House (47)
Especially after knowing that he was sick, Ye Zhiming made up his mind to keep men away from him.

After Song Rong went abroad, Ye Zhiming started to work and divert his attention.

Looking at the man in front of him, Ye Zhiming didn't express his thoughts. When he drove him away, he didn't want Song Rong to be dragged down by him.

"Did you lie to me?" Song Rong asked after wiping away tears.

Ye Zhiming didn't speak.

"Girlfriend?" Song Rong asked, "Ye Zhiming, have you not dated or married for so many years because of illness, or because you like me?"

At the beginning of the submissive confession, I was careful not to be hated by the other party.

But now Song Rong is getting tougher.

Ye Zhiming moved his lips, but did not speak.

"Ye Zhiming, don't run away, you like me, ask your heart." Song Rong was very sure.

Ye Zhiming closed his eyes, "I'm tired."

"I'll let you say the promise I want to hear." Song Rong got up, left this sentence and left.

Then he came more frequently, and many people knew about it, including Ye Zhiming's parents.

If it was before, they might not be able to accept it.

But as the son's time is running out, knowing that this boy has liked his son for many years, and even now he still pursues him to take care of him, the husband and wife feel complicated.

They talked to Song Rong, and the general content was that although they were moved, their son's time was running out, and it wasn't worth him being here.

Song Rong shook his head, "As long as he says he likes me, it's all worth it."

Time and time again, men will bring various flower nutrition products when they come, and they will repeat that sentence before leaving.

Ye Zhiming still treated him coldly, but Song Rong was not the boy who left immediately after being injured.

The warmth of the man made Ye Zhiming feel uncomfortable, he was so attached to it that he couldn't bear to push it away, but he had to push it away.

While chasing people, Song Rong used his contacts to contact various famous doctors, but it was useless.

Just when he was desperate, he came across a post.

——Wish Bookstore.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Song Rong came.

Hearing his words, Jiang Cha took a sip of tea, "Time is fate."

"Then what's the matter with me?" Song Rong stared at her.

Jiang Cha raised her eyebrows, "What do you know?"

"Ye Zhiming didn't tell me, I figured it out myself." Song Rong said, "Did he save me by exchanging something?"

After all, their ancestors did not pass away until they were at least 40 years old, and Ye Zhiming was only a few years old.

Especially after learning about this bookstore, Song Rong thought about what happened when he was in school.

Every time, Ye Zhiming showed up to help him in time, as if he knew it in advance.

"Smart man." Jiang Cha sighed, then glanced at Qi Yan next to him.

The man understood, got up and went out.

"Please tell me." Song Rong said again.

Ginger tea continued to drink tea, "Sometimes it is happy not to know."

Song Rong didn't speak.

Qi Yan came in quickly, holding a book in his hand.

Jiang Cha glanced at Song Rong and motioned to give him the book.

Qi Yan did as he did.

Song Rong was puzzled, but took it anyway.

He opened it and looked at it. After a few seconds, his expression was ugly.

After finishing a book, he lowered his head and surrounded himself with haze.

"What are you thinking now?" Jiang Cha put down the cup and folded his hands on the table.

"I don't blame him." Song Rong said, he raised his head, "I don't want to owe him anything, I will pay him back what he spent."

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Cha applauded, but his face was very serious, "What do you think I am here?"

Qi Yan hugged Jiang Cha and patted her on the back, telling her not to get angry.

(End of this chapter)