I'd love to live next door to you

Hearing the sound, Han Zhijin put down the water cup and stopped. Subconsciously, he looked through the floor window of the restaurant to the gate.

As the nanny said, there was a white car outside the carved iron door.

Although he couldn't see the license plate number, he recognized it at a glance. It was song youman's car.

After about half a minute, Han Zhijin put down his water glass and walked out of the restaurant. He went through the living room, went to the front of the elevator, and pressed the up key. Soon, the door of the elevator opened. He leaned forward and stepped into the elevator. After a few seconds, he shrank back.

The door of the elevator closed, and he stood facing the elevator for a while. Finally, he turned around and walked towards the door.

He walked slowly, not far away. He walked for a long time before he got to the car.

The clang of the iron door disturbed the people sitting in the car. She turned her head and looked at him through the window.

Her face is pale and her eyes are swollen. She seems to have cried. Maybe she sat here all night without much rest. The dark circles under her eyes are very heavy.

In Han Zhijin's impression, song youman has always been famous. He's still seeing him for the first time.

He pursed his lips subconsciously, walked slowly to the front of the car under her gaze, reached out his hand and knocked gently on the window.

As the window fell, the door locked. He pulled it and didn't open it. He and she looked at each other quietly through a glass for a while. Then song youman stretched out his hand, pushed open the driver's door, and got out of the car.

"You..." Han Zhijin's voice is a little stiff: " Why are you here? "

Song youman doesn't speak. He looks at him for a few seconds across the car. Then he swings the door, goes around the front of the car and comes to him.

Han Zhijin said again, "I heard the nanny at home say that you stayed here all night..."

"Han Zhijin." Song youman suddenly broke Han Zhijin's words.

Han Zhijin shut up.

Song youman was silent for a moment, and then moved his lips and called out his name again: "Han Zhijin."

"Han Zhijin, do you remember what I said to you that day when I left?" Song youman spoke quickly again. She didn't give Han Zhijin a chance to speak. Or she organized these words for a long time. She was afraid that she would never speak them again. Her voice quickly continued: "I said, song youman is not the kind of person who is obsessed with death. I'm not the kind of person who asks you to tell me. I'm not afraid that you will affect me. No matter what you do, I'd like to be with you Tune up... "

"Yes, I'm not that kind of person, but song youman is a strong person. I don't like it. I like you so early. I didn't fall in love with you for your sake. I didn't promise to have a relationship with you that night. I knew that you didn't want to be responsible for xiaomuxi, and I still gave birth to the child without hesitation. When I knew that night, you were born because of For the sake of AI Jiang, I don't remember. I don't hate you at once. When I knew that you were missing because of An'an, I didn't hesitate to wait. I waited for years and years. Xiaomuxi was three and a half years old. I finally waited for you. As a result, you did all kinds of anonymity for me... "