Chapter 66:

After Su Su fell asleep, why did she quietly get out of bed, put on clothes, and bring the door.
He heard Song Juhan went into the next room when he went out. He walked to the door next door, raised his hand against the door panel, and sighed, but didn't have the courage to knock on it for a long time.
He wanted to ask Song Juhan how to arrange it tomorrow, but after thinking about it, it was totally unnecessary, he held his cell phone, went to the safe passage, and called his mother.
He explained lightly what happened at the airport today, lest she worry about seeing the news.
After making the phone call and returning to the room, they were hit by Song Juhan and Komatsu coming back from the outside. In the narrow hotel corridor, the three were inevitable.
Song Juhan's mouth was bluish and his cheeks were swollen halfway. He saw why he was subconsciously sideways.
Why am I stingy? "You are in conflict with the reporter?"
"No, I went home." Song Juhan said indifferently.
No wonder, only Song He can play Song Juhan's face. He groaned for a moment: "Tomorrow, how can we go to Shencheng? What time?"
"I asked my dad to take the plane. You can go any time you want."
Why nodded: "Then ten o'clock in the morning." I wanted to go back to the room.
Song Juhan took a half step, stood in front of him, looked down at him, and said softly, "Hungry? Komatsu returned with rice."
Why did he happen to look up, seeing Song Juhan talking, he touched his mouth, his eyebrows jumped, he hesitated.
Komatsu rushed up immediately: "Brother, let's have dinner. Didn't you eat anything in the afternoon till now? Susu? Call her for dinner."
"She fell asleep. I was scared today. Let her sleep well." He said.
"Oh, let's eat next door, don't disturb her." Komatsu pulled out the card, swiped open the next room, and let in.
Why don't you want to talk to Song Juhan in front of Komatsu and go in.
Komatsu laid out the food, so he glanced at it, many of which he loved to eat, but after going through the "grinding" of mind and body in the afternoon, he really had no appetite.
Song Juhan wanted to peel the shrimp for any reason, but the skin of the shrimp peeled and frowned, and he slammed the shrimp into pieces. The meat went away with the shell, and he didn't see the whole piece, so he threw it. Replace it with a devastating one. Komatsu wanted to take over, and he "snapped" his hands open.
Why can't you see that he was wasting food so much? He snatched the shrimp from his hand, plucked the shell of the belly twice, and then gently dropped the entire shrimp shell, and one tail of shrimp was completely exposed. When he came out, he threw the shrimp into Song Juhan's bowl.
Song Juhan said busyly, "Here, for you." He picked up the shrimp and put it in the bowl.
Why not be polite and stuffed into his mouth.
Song Juhan picked up the tail again, and learned why he was playing in the stomach, Komatsu whispered, "Brother, let me."
Song Juhan gave him a white look: "Eat yours."
Why put down the chopsticks: "I'm done, I'll go back first."
"Hey, I'll peel it off soon!" Song Juhan said anxiously, "You just ate a few bites, and eat more."
"I'm full." Why go to the bathroom and wash your hands.
"Then I'll finish it too."
"Han brother, you didn't eat ..."
Song Juhan turned a deaf ear and had to come over and squeeze his hands under the small water column of the faucet to wash his hands.
Why frowned, shook the water, wiped his hands, and turned away.
Song Juhan also followed.
Until I walked outside the guest room, I stopped helplessly and looked back at Song Juhan: "What are you doing?"
Song Juhan thought about it and whispered, "Will you go to bed too early now, it's only over nine."
"not early."
"There is an open-air garden on the top of the building. Desserts and drinks are famous. Let's go up and sit."
"No."
Song Juhan couldn't help but hold his hand, his voice was so low that he could hardly hear: "Do you think I'm useless?"
Why did you stumble: "What do you mean."
"I always give you trouble." Song Juhan took a deep breath, with a strong expression on his face, "Asheng, I brought the trouble to you, and later ... My dad just guided the public opinion. Pushed you out, I know, but I didn't stop it. My dad was angered by a heart attack at the time, and I didn't dare to go against him, but the biggest reason was that I felt ... your reputation, Your work is not as important as mine. "The more he said, the quieter he was.
Why did you think about it for a long time, but hearing it from Song Juhan's mouth made him feel bloody.
He recalled that it was arguably the darkest part of his life. He didn't dare to go out or see people. He was exposed, his face was lost, and his future was ruined. But he never really felt how sorry Song Juhan was, just like Song Juhan. That said, his reputation as a little-known person and a job with a salary of several hundred thousand a year is more important than Song Juhan's tens of millions of contracts. In that case, of course, he must lose his insurance.
But he deserves all of it if he doesn't do anything.
He groaned, "What are you talking about now?"
"I want to apologize to you." Song Juhan said uncomfortably. "My mother said, I should start by seriously reflecting on all my mistakes and apologizing one by one. Sorry, your reputation and your work are just as important."
Why did his chest rise and fall violently a few times? Hearing Song Juhan's mention of the incident and apologizing, he couldn't tell what was in his heart for a while. It was probably that the long-suffering grievance finally dissipated.
"Also, seven years ago, my purpose for approaching you was impure. I used you to frustrate Feng Ye, and I laughed at you for not being able to play ..." Song Juhan said, his voice was shaking, "I ... ... sorry, there are many more ... "
"Okay, stop talking." He thought to himself, judging by normal people's ethics, Song Juhan needed to apologize to him, and he couldn't finish talking all day and night, but he didn't need most because it was his own I did n’t look for anyone else, and now Song Juhan revisited the old story, but he just stabbed a knife in his chest, which did n’t make him much relieved. After all, the past events were all evidence of the blood he used to commit, and he did n’t want to Go to memories.
Song Juhan's eyes dimmed: "I've been thinking, thinking about things that I need to reflect on and need to apologize to you, but later I found out that there are too many ... I thought I would send you the house and the car for you. However, those things are neither what you need nor what I value. I always embarrass you, make you angry, and get angry with you. In order to see that you have a slightly different reaction from usual, you deliberately get others angry at you. "He Yue Said the more uncomfortable it was, "I have done a lot ... to make you sad, for so many years, you have endured ..."
He tried to reverse the relationship between the two, thinking about why he had done those things to him, thinking one by one, and finally he almost collapsed. Why did he endure those years, how he was wounded and wounded, and did not leave, how many feelings can he afford to consume like that. If he didn't really love him, how could he withstand such torture, but even for such a reason, he would finally give up on him completely.
It was him, it was him who strangled the one who loved him so much, the one he loved, missed and needed most.
Once loved like that, I can't let go of my life.
Why can't bear to drink lowly: "I asked you to stop talking, I don't need you to apologize, apology is a fart."
This Song Juhan became more and more unfamiliar to him. Perhaps he was more accustomed to the previous Song Juhan. At least that Song Juhan, he knew how to deal with and how to resist.
"Yes, it's no use to apologize," Song Juhan said dumbly. "I just want you to know that all the suffering you have suffered, I'm trying it now, so that you will be happy."
"It has nothing to do with me." Why so coldly he threw down a sentence and wanted to go back to the room.
Song Juhan's voice came from behind: "Why, you can stick to it for seven years, so can I."
Why opened the door quickly, rushed back to the room, and closed the door again and again.
Susu was awakened and muttered.
Why is this waking up like a dream and saying in a breath: "Susu, it's okay, you can continue to sleep."
Susu sat up: "Brother, what's wrong with you? It looks nervous."
"It's okay. I just went to eat something. Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry, sleepy."
"Go to sleep." Why did you close your eyes and breathe hard in the darkness before calming down the emotions.
The next day, Su Su got up very early and woke up hungry. The hotel didn't have breakfast so early, so why plan to go and buy her something.
He just opened the door, and the door next door also opened. Song Juhan walked out, and even though his cheek was hurt and his face was tired, he also smiled: "Go for a run?"
"Go buy breakfast for Susu." Anyway, it is suspected that Song Juhan was listening to the voice against the door.
"I will go with you."
"Do you want to be fenced out?"
Song Juhan took out his mask and hat from his pocket and skillfully disguised himself: "So early, there are few people on the street, let's go."
Why not bother to talk to him and take care of himself in the basement.
At 6 o'clock in the capital, there are very few pedestrians and vehicles on the street, and there is no congestion and impetuousness on weekdays, giving people a sense of cleanliness.
Song Juhan stretched out his arms: "I haven't run in the morning for a while."
Why didn't he talk? He was looking for a breakfast shop.
"There is one there."
Why did you see that there is a shop in front of it, which is actually Song Juhan's favorite crab yellow Xiaozhu chain. He hesitated.
Song Juhan held up his hand: "Coincidentally, it is this shop, we ..."
Why did he let go of his hand, walked in by himself, and ordered a few ravioli, side dishes and soy milk.
Song Juhan heard why he ordered Crab Yellow, and his eyes were full of smiles.
On the way back, Song Juhan showed a lonely smile: "I used to leave work late. If you come to see me, you will definitely pack up from downstairs."
Why do I remember those years. At that time, his cell phone became nervous as soon as he was out of power, so he had to carry a power bank wherever he went, so as not to miss any of Song Juhan's phones, as long as Song Juhan wanted to see him, no matter how important he was, he could push and push, Song Juhan was All the fun in his life, the absolute focus of life, he humblely and reverently loved Song Juhan, and carefully maintained the delicate relationship of the tightrope.
Now I want to come, he is really enchanted. Unfortunately, until now, no, maybe in a lifetime, he could not get rid of that demon completely.
"Be careful!"
Why was his body tilted, and Song Juhan pulled it into his arms? He woke up like a dream, only to find that he had an open manhole in front of him, and a maintenance sign was standing next to it.
Song Juhan stared at him: "What's wrong with you? It's going to fall in."
Why push him away, calmed down, and said calmly, "I saw it early."
Song Juhan once again wanted to help bring breakfast, why he still refused.
Back to the hotel, Susu has woke up. The little girl pierced a ponytail herself, wearing a lake blue dress bought by Komatsu, her face was as tender as a flower full of morning dew, and she was gone because she was awoken by the waking yesterday. Vigorous and aggressive.
"Brother." Susu screamed happily, then her eyes fell on Song Juhan, and she pursed her lips with restraint, and whispered, "Brother Han."
Song Juhan laughed: "Hungry, come and eat."
With a questioning look, he gave a glance at why, and said indifferently, "Come and eat."
Su Su ran swiftly, and got close to Song Juhan. When he saw no response, he sat down.
Why didn't you care, passed her noodles, and ate them.
Song Juhan gave Susu a few crab yellow cockles: "Taste this, my brother and I love to eat."
"Shencheng also has this shop, and I also love to eat." Susu secretly looked at the two while eating.
Why it says: "Concentrate on eating, and after packing, we will go to Shencheng."
Su Su suddenly looked ashamed: "But we go to the airport ..."
"It's okay. We're a private jet. No one will bother."
Susu's eyes lighted up: "Private jet? Is that the kind on TV?"
"Ok."
"Yes, is there a big TV, a bar, a sofa, a bedroom?"
Song Juhan nodded: "Yes."
Susu shouted excitedly: "Can I take a picture?"
Why scolded: "No, eat honestly."
Su Su suddenly stunned.
Song Juhan laughed: "Yes, but not whose plane it is."
Susu nodded fiercely.
Song Juhan rubbed her head: "Su Su is so beautiful in this skirt. This is a new style that hasn't been on the market yet. By next month, you alone will wear it all over the world. Do you like it?"
"Like! So beautiful!"
"Is Brother Han good to you?" Song Juhan's smile was very confusing.
"Okay." Susu's face flushed, she was a little intoxicated.
"That's good." Song Juhan looked at why he asked.
Why did he give him a cold glance and lowered his head to continue eating.
Song Juhan was so disappointed that his eyes dropped. 2k novel reading network