Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan said: "Of course it's comfort. I just want to tell you that true friends are made with heart. Even if they don’t have too deep feelings at first, but later, those who truly understand each other and become friends will be true friends, not A shallow person who knows everything about you outside."

"It doesn't sound like you are discussing family relationship with me, but it seems like you are discussing love with me." Si Jianan joked.

Song Qinghuan snorted, raised his hand and scratched his head: "Okay, I'm relatively stupid, and I don't know how to comfort you. Anyway, just remember that we are friends."

"Yes, good friend!" Si Jianan said, hugging Song Qinghuan.

In fact, he never knew why he always remembered Song Qinghuan, and why he still liked her so much when he saw her again now.

Before, he didn't want to understand how.

But now he understands that some people are either not too beautiful, or too smart, or smile not the brightest, but when she gets along with people, she can give people the most comfortable feeling.

Song Qinghuan is such a person.

She seems to have this kind of magical power. As long as you want to get along with her, you can make people think about nothing, those lonely days, and the messy situations that occasionally appear in life.

Anyway, when I was with her, all the unhappiness would be temporarily shielded from her body ten meters away, and there was no need to worry at all.

As for what will happen next, I don't know, it doesn't seem to matter.

Only when he was with her would he never think of the man called "Grandpa", nor would he have any sorrows.

It is a pity that fate is always so joking. He should be the first to meet her among all the men who adore her, and also the first to fall in love with her, but it should be the latest to let her know what he wants.

In the future, it is estimated that no one will dare to confess to her, that man will protect her very well.

He could feel it during the brief meeting that day.

Song Qinghuan, who was being held, was a little unnatural, pushed her away without showing a trace, and said that he wanted to call Zhang Jie and ask her to come out to meet.

After the phone agreed on the time and place to meet, Song Qinghuan hung up, thought about it, and posted a text message to Shi Yuhan: "Shi Yuhan, where are you? Now no matter where you are, what are you doing, one hour later, follow My cell phone signal comes to me, don’t return text messages, don’t return calls, anyway, don’t ask anything now, just come to me."

After sending the message, she said worriedly to Si Jianan, "I hope my daughter can safely return to my arms."

Si Jianan chuckled: "Don't worry, it will definitely happen. Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No, I must go alone!" Song Qinghuan stood up and waved goodbye to him, "Bye!"

Si Jianan kept watching her leaving, and his chest felt distressed. If her daughter was his, how good would it be?

Reluctantly retracted his gaze, Si Jianan was a little worried again, could he go to see Zhang Jie by himself?

After all, he was worried, Si Jianan thought for a while, decided to change his clothes, and followed Song Qinghuan to where he and Zhang Jie were.

After Song Qinghuan left Si Jianan, the smile on his face faded, and a trace of helplessness appeared in his heart.

I have to say that Si Jianan is really a very good man. If she didn't meet the cold, she would fall in love with him, but unfortunately there is no such thing in this world.