Chapter 218
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The night deepened, and the temperature on the mountain plummeted. Through the howling wind, Song Qingchun could hear the sound of sobbing drifting into her ears.
Perhaps it was because she was too heartbroken, she had a feeling that the sound did not come from her own mouth.
Song Qingchun had no idea how long she had been crying. In the end, her voice was hoarse, and her body was numb from the cold. Her teeth kept chattering, and her tears continued to fall.
It took a lot of effort for her to stop her tears. She looked around helplessly at the darkness around her. She wanted to stand up and return to the car, but the moment she moved, her legs went numb from squatting. She sat on the cold road.
Song Qingchun pushed herself against the rough pavement several times, but she couldn't get up. In the end, she gave up and squatted on the pavement. She was as messy as she could be. Her eyes were red, and she was reminded of the time when she was young. It was also a dark night like this. She couldn't make it home, so she squatted on the ground and cried. Just as she thought she was going to cry herself to death, Qin Yinan, who was holding a flashlight, appeared, calling for Song Song.
Even though she had been very young at the time, she could see the panic on Qin Yinan's face. When he saw her, he had knelt down before her, pulled her into his embrace, and comforted her.
In the end, he had carried her home. Even though she was young, she was like a little adult. She leaned on his back and mumbled, "Brother Yinan, I thought I was going to get lost!"
What did he say?
She could not remember much of her childhood, but she could remember clearly what he had said.
He had said, "You won't, Song Song. With me here, you won't get lost."
At the time, she had thought he was her only source of warmth and support in this world.
But as time passed, she was repeating the same mistakes. However, the young man who said, "As long as I'm here, you won't be lost." Over the years, he had quietly changed.
After crying, Song Qingchun felt a lot better. She pulled out her phone to call her assistant, but due to the cold, her movements were slow. When she finally found her assistant's number, before she could press it, a call came in.
Song Qingchun answered the call before she saw the name on the screen. Then she heard a familiar but cold voice. "Hello?"
Su Zhinian … why is he calling me?
Song Qingchun was confused for a moment before she realized it was already 9 pm.
Did he call because he didn't see her at home?
Song Qingchun's heart was in turmoil. After a pause, she said carefully, "Mr. Su …"
Before she could finish apologizing, Su Zhinian's confused voice drifted into her ears. "You're outside?"
The reason Su Zhinian asked that was because he could hear the sound of the wind through the phone. However, after he asked the question, he realized that the sound of the wind was too loud; it sounded like it was coming from the wilderness.
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