Chapter 615
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The joy that she felt when she realized Su Zhinian cared about her instantly froze, and it was as cold as ice.
Song Qingchun stood dumbly in the living room for a long time. She couldn't understand why Su Zhinian had fallen out with her again.
What people were most afraid of was letting their imaginations run wild. So, in the end, she was sure that he cared about her, but like yesterday, she began to hesitate again. The courage that filled her body was like a punctured balloon, instantly wilting.
She sucked in a deep breath to suppress the sourness in her eyes. She dragged her heavy steps back up the stairs.
Her every step was slow. She could still remember clearly how happy and happy she had been when she came down the stairs about ten minutes ago.
However, in that short period of time, a drastic change had taken place.
Just a second ago, he had been so nervous and anxious because of her fall …
The next second, he had left her with the words, "I hope you don't come looking for me when you're drunk in the future."
She believed in this world, only Su Zhinian could make her happy in heaven one second and suffer in hell the next.
Song Qingchun slowly pushed open the bedroom door and put on her clothes. When she went into the bathroom to grab her phone, she stared at the wall and the mirror, at the words they had written in lipstick, and her eyes started to redden.
She found a rag, dipped it in water, and wiped the words on the mirror and the wall bit by bit. Then, she took her phone and left his bathroom.
She walked to the sofa and shoved all the stuff that she had left on the sofa when she was pulling out her phone into her bag. She carefully zipped it up, stood up, grabbed the bag, and walked out of Su Zhinian's bedroom step by step.
She held her breath as she walked down the stairs. When she passed the living room, she didn't even dare turn around to look at the familiar decorations.
She was afraid that if she stopped, she wouldn't be able to leave, and she would cry.
Song Qingchun stood at the front door. When she was changing her shoes, two drops of tears fell from her eyes.
She put on her shoes, and before she left Su Zhinian's house, she noticed one of his shoe cupboards was open.
He had forgotten to turn it off when he was picking up his shoes.
Song Qingchun reached out to close the door for Su Zhinian, but before she could do so, she saw a familiar pair of shoes inside the shoe rack.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and she slowly squatted down to open all the doors of the shoe cabinet.
When her contract with him ended and Cheng Qingchong came to remind her to leave, she had been so angry that she had forgotten to pack some of her shoes into the suitcase, so she had tossed them into the trashcan.
When she threw away those shoes, she didn't pay attention to them, so most of the shoes she brought back to the Song family were not in pairs.
However, the remaining shoes that had fallen into the trash bin were placed back neatly in his shoe cabinet.
Who picked it up?
Since Su Zhinian doesn't like me, why would he keep my shoes?
Song Qingchun bit her lips and reached out to touch the shoes one by one. When her fingers landed on the golden high heel that was placed at the top, Song Qingchun saw a familiar gift box inside an open trash box next to it.
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