True Love Lasts

But she has no place to live except his family?

Do you want to stay in a hotel? I can only borrow that place for a while, but I can't live for a lifetime

"What do you think?" Assistant sister walked over and patted sang Qingxia on the shoulder with a gentle smile on her face.

"No It's nothing. " Sang Qingxia awkwardly turned off the web pages opened on his computer in a hurry, but she was still seen by her assistant sister - those are signs for renting cheap houses or youth hostels.

"You don't have a place to live?" The assistant blurted out, then thought that she and the president work together, and today their relationship is not good With such a connection, things became clear immediately.

"Did you fight with the president?" The assistant sister came over with concern, deliberately lowered her voice, and at the same time handed over a piece of scald ointment on her hand, "you first apply this ointment, and then tell me about the matter between you and the president. I'm older than you, and I can always give you some advice, eh?"

The assistant's gentleness moved sang Qingxia. She took the ointment and murmured: "you need to go to work, and help me buy this..."

Assistant but smile not language: she is assistant, go to work certainly cannot leave the company casually! However, if the "purchase of ointment" is the responsibility of the "superior", it is another matter

"Have you chosen where to stay tonight?" Over sang Qingxia, the assistant re opened the web page she had just closed, and helped her search together on it. Suddenly, a sentence came out: "if there is no place to live, how about living there?"

"Ah?" Sang Qingxia was stunned. The assistant's sudden kindness made her a little uncomfortable. She murmured a few times and didn't give a clear response.

"I have an extra room. It's just empty." Assistant a smile, is to explain, but in the heart is sighing - the president is really cloth a big game!

Sang Qingxia is about to nod her head, but the mobile phone in her pocket rings

She took out her cell phone, and when she saw the familiar and strange number, her face became solemn.

In the elegant cafe.

Sang Qingxia and sang Xiang sat opposite each other.

After returning to country y, she always wanted to see how things were handled by her aunt, but she thought that sang Qianqian had mistaken her for a murderer, so She never dared to go back.

Unexpectedly, sang Xiang found her first.

"You lost a lot of weight..." After a long silence, it was sang Xiang who first opened his mouth and gave a light cough, breaking the suffocating dullness.

"Uncle..." Sang Qingxia raised his head, just to see sang Xiang's white temples, his nose could not help but slightly sour, "you are also haggard a lot."

But I haven't seen you these days. My uncle looks as if he is ten years old

"Yes." Sang Xiang sighed. He took out a cigarette and lit it. After a puff, he said, "your cousin is in a bad mood recently. I think she is also sad about her mother's affairs, so I want to talk to you. "

"My aunt's business We can only mourn Sang Qingxia hesitates and wants to say something more. The waiter in the cafe comes up and signals sang Xiang to pinch off his cigarette butt.

He nodded, pressed out the cigarette end, leaving a stream of smoke rising slowly, and they began to be silent again.

"Can you tell me something about that day?" In the middle of the sound, sang Xiangcai hesitated to speak. He was playing with a stainless steel lighter in his hand. He wanted to smoke, but he still suppressed it.

"That day, my cousin called me and asked me to go back to get my clothes. When I went back, my aunt had already fallen on the ground, and there was a lot of blood on the ground. I was very afraid at that time, and when I was thinking about what to do, my aunt's friend came..." Sang Qingxia could only say it again, but he was interrupted by sang Xiang.

"I know all you say." Sang Xiang's expression was more dignified. After a pause, he said, "those are the words you told the police and the inspector. I know. I'm looking for you to listen to the truth..."

The truth

This word shocked sang Qingxia's heart. Originally, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart. In an instant, it seemed that he had broken a hole, and the crack began to deepen bit by bit

What else does he think will be true?

Doesn't even my uncle believe this is the truth?

"Qingxia, I know you are also in a dilemma, but If you're honest, people will feel better, right? " Sang Xiang coaxed her.

He thinks of Sang Qianqian, who has been in low spirits these days, and thinks that his family is going to be destroyed

Now, only sang Qing and Xia Ken can tell the truth, can we solve everything.

"Confess?" With a smile of self mockery, sang Qingxia took a deep breath and asked directly, "uncle, you doubt me, don't you?"

Such doubts are really obvious and hurtful.

"Green summer!" Sang Xiang gave a light breath and breathed out impatiently, "you know what you said is full of holes, right? Qianqian has her own key to her home. Why do you want to go back and get your clothes? You and Qianqian never get along. How can you help her? Do you think my uncle really doesn't know anything? "For so many years, he has seen all the internal strife in his family.

"She didn't admit to calling me?" Sang Qingxia frowned. She couldn't help wondering why sang Qianqian was still aiming at her? It's like putting the blame on her

"She's in the hospital." Sang Xiang's face was still dignified, and his head went down silently. "The doctor said it was melancholia, and now he hasn't been discharged. I went to see her a few times and she refused to talk to me or anyone else

After a pause, sang Xiangcai sighed and added: "the things about her mother really hit her too hard."

He just wanted to ask sang Qianqian, but he could not.

"I didn't do that, either!" Sang Qingxia finally couldn't help but clap the case, and didn't dare to see how many pairs of eyes in the coffee shop looking at her gaffe. She yelled at sang Xiang directly, "uncle, I always respect you as my father. I didn't expect that you didn't trust me so much!"

Finish saying, turn round then want to leave.

"Qingxia, stop..." Behind, sang Xiang finally yelled, and did not do anything to keep him.

His voice seemed to grow old in an instant.

Sang Qingxia didn't look back. She almost shed tears. In her heart, besides self mockery or self mockery, her uncle, whom she trusted most since she was a child, finally became the person who doubted her face to face. What is this?

How could she, sang Qingxia, live such a failure?

Forget it, the clear is clear, the turbid is turbid!

Out of the caf é, sang Qingxia breathes the fresh air outside. He can't help but suck his nose. He wants to lift his feet and go on, but he is stopped by several people coming out next to him.