Chapter 410
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When Song Qingchun exited the café, it was 3 pm. The street was filled with smiles under the sun, and the people on the street seemed to be shining brightly.
Song Qingchun got into the car and glanced at the sky. The clouds parted, and the bright sunlight lifted her mood.
Suddenly, she did not feel like returning to the company, so she drifted along with the flow of traffic.
Finally, Song Qingchun parked her car at the entrance of a park. She was about to get out to sit in the park when she turned off the engine. Before she could even unbuckle her seatbelt, she saw through the window a boy in a white short-sleeved shirt walking toward a young girl in a light yellow dress with two pink marshmallows in his hands.
When the young girl accepted the marshmallows, the smile on her face was as bright as a blossoming flower.
She stood on her tiptoes to plant a kiss on the boy's cheek. Then, the two of them held hands and walked toward the park, each holding a marshmallow.
Before they entered the park, the boy and the girl even offered each other the marshmallows in their hands for the other to take a bite.
That kind of sweet and beautiful scene was so similar to how they used to be … The last time she saw him, he bought her two marshmallows, but unlike that boy, he didn't keep one for himself. Instead, he gave both to her.
They were so close back then, so how did they become strangers in the blink of an eye?
Now that she thought about it … it had been two months since she last saw him, right?
She had no idea Beijing was so big that the two people who had spent so much time with each other had not even met once after they parted.
Song Qingchun wanted to relax, but her mood disappeared instantly. She sat in the car for a long time with a dull look in her eyes. It was not until the cotton candy cart passed her car that she reached out to roll down the window and asked in a hoarse voice, "Hello, how much is one?"
"Ten yuan."
What a coincidence … Even though it had been two months, Song Qingchun could still recognize this man. He was the one who bought the marshmallows from Su Zhinian that morning. However, it was ironic that she could run into all the marshmallows but not him.
Song Qingchun lowered her gaze as she pulled out a fifty note from her wallet and handed it to him.
The seller gave her a marshmallow. When he gave her the change, she reacted a few beats slower and said, "I want two marshmallows."
Song Qingchun closed the window and continued to sit in the driver's seat with one marshmallow in her hand.
After who knew how long, the marshmallow in her hand melted, and the sugar flowed down the wooden stick to her hand. Song Qingchun woke up.
She lowered her head to take a bite of the malformed marshmallow. It was supposed to be sweet, but the bitterness made it hard for her to swallow.
Then, she realized that she had once again been influenced by Su Zhinian.
This is bad … It's been sixty days already, so why am I still thinking about him?
Song Qingchun immediately stopped her train of thought. She pushed the door open and tossed the cotton candy in her hand into the trashcan. Then, she got into the car, wiped her hands clean with a wet towel, and drove away.
She needed to find something to do, or else she would be in a bad mood when she went to sleep that night.
As Song Qingchun thought about it, the phone on the passenger seat rang.
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