"A few times with the old love just three times?" Song Qingyou was slightly surprised.

In the past, she only knew that the Tang family's shelf was big, but she did not expect that she could make it like this.

Fu Wenzhou walked to the kitchen to cook her medicine: "Well, but there is nothing to do with us, we will return after playing for a while.

Song Qingyou coughed a few times, and said softly, "Will that sweep your prosperity?"

While Fu Wenzhou took the spoon and stirred the medicine in the jar, he said lazily: "The party does not have to drink alcohol.

"Quit alcohol?" Song Qingyou asked.

Fu Wenzhou "um": "Don't you like me to drink."

"?" Song Qingyou's question mark: "When did I not like you to drink?"

Fu Wenzhou Shenyan said: "You didn't always let me drink less drink before, did you disgust me too much?"

"..." Song Qingyou said after two seconds of silence: "That's because you can drink too much alcohol after drinking too much, and always love to find various reasons for me to see you. At that time, I was your little sister, Xiao Nong and Xiao and He.

The nephew is done together. In case of being photographed by the media, I have to write a mess, I am worried about affecting your reputation. "

Song Qingyou said: "You can drink, but you need to be in an appropriate amount."

Fu Wenzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and tone the fire to the smallest. He came out of the kitchen and stood in front of Song Qingyou: "Pomelo, I remember I never told you that I have allergies, how do you know?"

When he first called her for the first time, he just said that he was drinking big and couldn't find home. Let her take it home.

That phone Fu Wenzhou was holding the gambling psychology. He bet Song Qingyou will definitely come. Later, she really came, and he also gambled right, but everyone forgot some details.

Fu Wenzhou suddenly remembered. Song Qingyou brought allergies when he came to him for the first time.

I have never mentioned, how did she know?

Song Qingyou's expression was obviously stiffened for a moment, and finally pulled his lip: "When you were a kid, you sneered in my grandfather's Tibetan wine in my house. Do you forget to drink it in the hospital?"

"I haven't forgotten." Fu Wenzhou approached step by step, and urgently wanted to get the answer he wanted: "Grapefruit, I have never forgotten the things between you, you have always forgotten.

Remember."

Song Qingyou was speechless, and it was meaningless to say that it was missing. Besides, Fu Wenzhou was already very smart.

I couldn't wait for her answer, Fu Wenzhou simply asked directly: "Grapefruit, don't you forget it?"

Song Qingyou was silent for a while, and finally "um".

Fu Wenzhou got a positive answer, and at the same time, there was also a confusion of depression: "Then why don't you admit it?"

What he wants to ask is actually: why did you abandon me in the rain and pretend that I never knew me ...

But Fu Wenzhou dare not ask like this.

He was afraid of hearing the answer that he didn't want to hear. He cared more about the present and future. For the past, he didn't want to ask too clearly.

He just wants to know what Song Qingyou had any distress four years ago.

Song Qinghuo took Fu Wenzhou's slender and skinny hands, which was intertwined with his ten fingers, his voice was light, and it seemed to be very heavy.

Many things, I just remember those memories that made me pain. The psychologist said it was because I locked myself in a small room, I couldn't get out, and others couldn't get in. "

Song Qingyou's last voice was trembling, "Wenzhou, I didn't mean to forget you, I just... I just didn't want to mention that bad experience."

Four years ago, he knelt in the rain. She had indeed forgotten him. She had always suffered from mental illness. She had forgotten many things when she was a teenager. Her daily nightmares made her feel like she was still in a dream even when she woke up.

.

Song Qingyou gradually couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality, and she felt that everything around her seemed fake.

Song Chang is fake, grandpa is fake, the flowers and plants in the yard are fake, and everything in the Song family is fake.

She is trapped.

Song Qingyou tried countless self-rescues, but nothing worked. In the end, she could only rely on drugs to stay awake. However, she was in poor health and these drugs had side effects and she could not take more. She had no choice but to write a diary and record what happened every day.

Record it.

Later, she found a way to wake herself up, which was to forget those memories that made her happy. Only pain could keep her awake at all times.

She forgot about Fu Wenzhou, but she didn't forget that he asked her to wait for him.

The memory of Fu Wenzhou was fragmented, sometimes remembered and sometimes forgotten. Later, when they reunited, Song Qingyou felt as if she was alive again. She began to feel calm even on a normal day with good weather. The nightmares did not decrease, but they no longer increased.

She has always been conniving towards Fu Wenzhou's approach. She is greedy for the good things he has brought to her, and is selfishly unwilling to abandon revenge and be with him.

Song Qingyou's dark thoughts crawled unscrupulously at night.

Only Fu Wenzhou could bring her a little light, but she was reluctant to give up but was forced to give up.

Song Qingyou leaned on Fu Wenzhou's chest, breathing heavily: "I'm sorry, I will always remember you from now on."

Fu Wenzhou could only feel heartbroken. His Youyou could have had a bright and splendid life, but was ruined by the Song family. It would be great if he could have been born a few years earlier, so that he could be her protective umbrella when she was most helpless and painful.

If you have someone to rely on, you don't have to rely on yourself for everything. You can act like a spoiled child and be a princess.

Fu Wenzhou kissed Song Qingyou's forehead and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Do you want to find him?"

Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment. Fu Wenzhou didn't say who he was looking for, but she knew it in her heart.

"I don't know." Song Qingyou really didn't know. She didn't dare to expect family affection anymore.

In the future, she and Fu Wenzhou will have a family, and that will be enough.

As for the biological father, there is nothing to find.

Fu Wen patted her back gently: "Okay, if you don't want to look for it, don't look for it."

"Yeah." Song Qingyou nodded: "Song Ning..."

Fu Wenzhou asked: "Do you still want to see Song Ning?"

"I don't want to." Song Qingyou answered decisively and coldly.

All her tragedies stem from Song Ning. Song Ning transferred all his misfortunes to her. Song Ning is innocent, isn't she innocent?

Fu Wenzhou said: "Then it's gone."

Song Qingyou shook her head: "After I cut off Song Ning's hospital expenses, Xu Qingran would come to me when she was desperate, so we still have to meet."

"How long will it take?" Fu Wenzhou asked.

Song Qingyou thought for a while: "One week?"
Chapter completed!