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"Song xiaqing? "Asked the old man doubtfully.

Nangong zhi felt that the old man really wanted to know something, or if he had thought of something, he suddenly felt very surprised.

"Grandfather, is it sister xia qing? "Asked the little girl.

"Sister xia qing? Do you know him? Nangong chi was very excited, and his intuition told him that what the little girl said was song xiaqing.

"Yes, I know sister xia qing. "Said the little girl excitedly.

"Young man, I remember. Song xiaqing did come here a few months ago, but she left a long time ago. "Said the old man.

"Gone? "Nangong chi suddenly felt incredulous and left? He had spent so much effort to come to a place like this, a place that was completely unfamiliar to him, but now he was told that she had left a long time ago.

"Can the old man let me know exactly what is going on? Nangong chi could not accept such a fact so soon, and he needed time to ease it.

"Young man, it's getting late now. Look at the dark sky. You can come home with me for a night. I' ll make it clear to you that you can take you to the village committee tomorrow to find out if this miss song is the person you' re looking for, and maybe you can find out where miss song is now." "Said the old man, and he felt sorry for him when he saw that such a man should have come all the way here. "Well, maybe you can find her again. "

Nangong zhi felt that this was the only option right now. When he first came here, he did not think too much about it and came directly. Now that he was living in a house that was unfamiliar to him, he still felt a little embarrassed.

When he followed the old man and the little girl into the village, he found that the village was quite lively. Along the way, the old man greeted the people who were filming there.

From time to time, she was asked who Nangong zhi was.

When they arrived at the uncle's house, they found that the house was a newly built small building. Although it was not very grand, it was relatively clean.

Later on, she found out that this old man and this young lady were the only ones in the family. The old man's son, the little girl's father, was already dead. Because there were some accidents at work.

The little girl's mother followed the others.

Now, both grandfather and grandson depend on each other.

Speaking of song xiaqing's matter, Nangong zhi heard the old man and the people from the south side of the village committee know that song xiaqing was indeed the song xiaqing she was looking for, but she left with another man a long time ago.

Nangong zhi felt very depressed and lost all the clues. No one knew where she had gone.

The sky began to drift misty rain, bit by bit, thin and soft, lingering, as if fell in the heart of the general, dense.

Nangong zhi did not know what it felt like. He had come here with a heavy but expectant mood, but now he was completely disappointed. Nangong zhi rubbed her temples and did not make a sound. She just remained silent and waited endlessly. It was as if as long as she waited, song xiaqing would appear in front of her with a picturesque face and a smile on her face. Then, she gently called out to her," chi."

In the blink of an eye, the scene in front of Nangong zhi disappeared in an instant.only when Nangong zhi's eyes were wide open and the world was blurry would song xiaqing appear in front of him.

The scenery here was desolate and desolate. Nangong was furious that she did not know how song xiaqing had spent that time here. She was trapped here alone, so she should be afraid.

Nangong zhi felt that his eyes were a little sore and he quickly took a deep breath. He looked up at the sky and saw the rainwater dripping into his eyes. He did not do anything else and his back view was cold and bleak.

Nangong sheng shouted back his entourage, let them go first, he returned to the house, sitting in the chair in the room in a daze. He couldn' t help but take out his cigarette and quietly lit it.

Amidst the smoke, Nangong zhi seemed to have returned to her old days. Seeing that song xiaqing's gentle eyes were always focused on her, she walked towards her with gentle yet hurried steps. At this time, her eyes were filled with stars.

Time ticked by, minutes and seconds passed by, and everything seemed to be at a standstill. Only the smoke kept coming out to remind this strange painting that it was still going on.

There seemed to be the scent of song xiaqing here. However, Nangong chi felt that what he did was like a joke, so ridiculous.

Nangong zhi sealed all his emotions and was forced to marry a woman he didn' t love. He lived in memories and pain all day long, slowly suffering. He could only hope to see song xiaqing again as his own ridiculous thing. But when he thought that the end was finally coming, and finally he could see hope, the result was indeed so. Song xiaqing had already left, and there was no final goodbye.she just left without a word and left in a hurry. What he did was like a futile effort, leaving him with endless pain.

Standing up, Nangong zhi felt dizzy. He put out the cigarette in his hand and walked out. Everything was like a silent movie, looking dull.

Because everyone had been sent away, Nangong zhi drove the car by himself. Nangong zhi knew that if he left, everything between him and song xiaqing would be over. In the future, the two of them would have nothing to do with each other. Who would know if they could meet again?

The car was driving unsteadily and was shaking violently, just like Nangong zhi's current mood, hovering at the bottom of the valley.

Suddenly, in the drizzle, something seemed to have crossed in front of her, like a wild squirrel. Nangong zhi only slammed on the brakes and leaned against the steering wheel, unable to get up again. He did not know how unstable he was, but he only knew that he was going to return to the house that was like a cage.the atmosphere was so oppressive that he could not breathe, and he knew that no woman named song xiaqing was waiting for his redemption.

Nangong sheng laughed bitterly. The sadness and sadness could not be suppressed at all. The laughter grew louder and louder as if it was going to release all the sadness. In the misty weather, it was extremely sad.

Song xiaqing, goodbye. I'm sorry that you met me. I ruined your life, but I can't take responsibility for it.

Nangong zhi turned to look at the abandoned village behind the car, his eyes sad, as if doing a long farewell ceremony. After some time, Nangong chi turned around and heard the engine start. He left without hesitation, as if he had never seen it before.