Kiss You, Sweetheart

Song Zhixin quickly stepped on the brake and saw clearly that the figure was Zhong Xiuyan.

She has been haggard recently. There is no smile on her face.

Song Zhixin felt guilty. After all, he didn't expect that his act of protecting Demi would push her into the abyss. Although he helped Zhong Xiuyan wash white again and again, the public's conjecture could not be changed at all.

The car stopped when it was one meter away from Zhong Xiuyan. She didn't plan to get on the bus. She just stood in front of the bus and looked at Song Zhixin.

Zhong Xiuyan has not contacted him since he unilaterally issued the statement of divorce. At first, she was afraid of him. She didn't dare to make this call or meet him. She was afraid of his indifference and added a knife to her heart.

However, she is simple minded and thin skinned. Since Song Zhixin said that she didn't love him, she felt that she lost face, so she didn't dare to see him.

But these days, she has to bear the abuse of netizens every day, and her heart has to bear the overload pain every day. And song Zhixin, in addition to on-line not painfully for her to plead, not even a comforting phone call.

She was really abandoned by him.

Song Zhixin opened the door and got out of the car. He walked slowly to Zhong Xiuyan, stopped for a moment and said, "I'm sorry."

He owes her three words.

Zhong Xiuyan slightly raised her eyes. Her eyes were cold and her voice was low: "these three words are really easy to say."

The tone of her voice is also different from that of the past. She was so eager to please him that she didn't dare to talk to him so coolly.

Song Zhixin understood her hurt and said in a gentle voice: "Xiuyan, even if you don't have Amy back, you won't be happy if I marry you. You should be able to feel that I'm just dealing with my mom's arrangements. Of course, my behavior does harm to you. I can give you whatever compensation you want. "

"I just want to be with you?" Zhong Xiuyan looks at him firmly.

Song Zhixin's eyebrows twisted, and his mouth raised a light sneer: "I can't help it."

Ha ha!

Zhong Xiuyan chuckled and looked at Song Zhixin with deep eyes: "I have always been her shadow."

The obvious thing, song Zhixin does not want to answer, hurt her, a little cold attitude: "so, I'm in a hurry, sorry."

With that, he turned back to the cab door and got into the car.

Zhong Xiuyan was still standing in front of the car, but within two seconds, she backed away and asked song Zhixin to drive away.

She looked at the car, the sneer, some secret.

Song Zhixin didn't take Zhong Xiuyan's appearance to heart at all. On the way, he bought a bunch of roses and prepared to give them to Demi. Just compound two people, nature is as close as lacquer like glue.

As soon as they met, they gave Demi a big hug and kiss. No matter at the gate of the training department, there were many students coming in and out, showing their love as if there were no one else. Some people took photos with cameras, and song Zhixin did not stop them.

Talent and beauty are enviable.

Demi holds the flower and sits in the co driver's room with a red tide on her face that song Zhixin has kissed. The model is a little shy and looks very charming.

"What's for dinner?" She asked.

Song Zhixin looked at her seriously, and there was a splash of heat in his body: "eat you!"