Chapter 504
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"To be precise, the person I'm looking for is not someone like you; the person I'm looking for is you."
Su Zhinian, who initially did not understand what Song Qingchun was trying to say, understood instantly when he heard the words "the person I'm looking for is you". A trace of panic flashed across his face like he was afraid of something. Without thinking about it, he interrupted her to say, "Qingchun …"
Song Qingchun did not seem to hear Su Zhinian. She looked at him with a gentle gaze and continued her sentence. "You're the person I've been looking for all these years."
The second Song Qingchun finished, the female singer on the stage not far away sang, "It's so rare for you to meet the right person; it's so rare for you to be so serious and not think too much about it; it's so rare for you to give it your all …"
"Qingchun …" Su Zhinian called Song Qingchun's name again in the middle of the song. This time, his tone became harsher like he was trying to force her to stop.
Perhaps influenced by the lyrics of the song, Song Qingchun fell silent.
She focused on the female singer's voice for a while. When she heard the line, "It's so rare that we've met the right person; it's so rare that we've met the right person; it's so rare that we're so lucky." She blinked lightly.
It was not that she had never fallen in love before; she had been obsessed with Brother Yinan for so many years, but she had never been so impulsive and certain before.
Su Zhinian was the right person Song Qingchun had been looking for in this world.
Ever since she met him, she had only wanted him for himself.
When Song Qingchun thought about this, the light at the bottom of her eyes brightened. She looked at Su Zhinian seriously and added the words that she had just said. "Su Zhinian, now I know you're the right person that I've been searching for all these years."
"Qingchun …" Su Zhinian's voice started to shake, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone. "… Please stop."
Don't say it … She didn't want to say it before, but she couldn't control herself at all. In the end, she still opened her heart to him.
Now that he had said this much, how could he stop?
But it was too late. Song Qingchun opened her mouth again. "Su Zhinian …"
She had only just called his name when he abruptly stood up from his seat, looking as though he was about to leave.
Song Qingchun sat quietly on the sofa, staring at Su Zhinian, who reached out to pick up the car keys from the table. Like she was performing a monologue, she said clearly and gently, "… I like you."
"We all thought that love was like the morning, but dusk is the hardest. We all love some poet, but poets are common people."
I love you … These four words, accompanied by the singer's melancholy voice, drilled into Su Zhinian's ears.
His back trembled, and the car key that he had just grabbed fell from his fingertips. It fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
He clenched his fists tightly. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly turned his head and looked at the girl sitting upright on the sofa opposite him.
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