Chapter 658
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This Su Zhinian was behaving normally, so normal that he was no different from how he used to be.
Even Cheng Qingchong, who thought he was different from before, couldn't find the slightest difference when she took a closer look at him, much less the others.
In fact, one of Su Zhinian's high school friends happened to be at a dinner party that Friday night. He received an invitation from Qin Yinan and told Su Zhinian about Qin Yinan and Song Qingchun's wedding.
Cheng Qingchong sat beside Su Zhinian, and when the high school friend brought up the topic, she kept her eyes on Su Zhinian. His eyes were half-lidded as he twirled his chopsticks. His face was expressionless, giving off the impression that his mind was wandering somewhere else.
However, when the high school friend asked Su Zhinian whether he had received the invitation or not, Su Zhinian actually raised his eyes and nodded like he was just a normal friend. "Yes."
Then, the high school friend asked him, "Are you going?" He replied, "Of course."
They continued to chat about the size of the red envelope and what kind of wedding present to get, and Su Zhinian would answer them.
This Su Zhinian that was easy to talk to was nothing like the Su Zhinian that was hurt.
There was no dullness in his eyes, no loneliness when he lowered them, and there was no sadness at the bottom of his dark eyes.
However, for some reason, this Su Zhinian that was as calm as a pool of stagnant water caused pain to seep into her bones.
It was not until then that she realized that he was not acting normal and had not recovered from his emotional trauma. Instead, he had lost his true love and turned into a walking corpse. He might look like he was living a glamorous life, but deep down, he was already dead.
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Cheng Qingchong was right. On the surface, Su Zhinian might not have changed at all, but in private, he had changed a lot.
He was a man of few words, and when he was alone with Tang Nuo, it was as if he had lost his ability to speak. Even if they played together for hours, he would not say more than a few words.
He was already a loner, and now, he was even more so. When he went to the supermarket alone, he ate alone, and walked down the street alone, he would stay away from the crowd.
Just like that, he locked himself in a world where he was alone.
From the day the wedding was set to the day the wedding was almost ready, thirty days had passed.
Sometimes, the fate between people was really deep. One day, they were still honest with each other, and the next day, they could be together on the streets.
Sometimes, the fate between two people would disappear just like that. In the past thirty days, it was as if Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian had lost their connection; they hadn't even seen each other once.
From the moment Song Qingchun completely gave up on him, she started to force herself not to pay attention to any news related to Su Zhinian. His work had nothing to do with hers, and she purposely cut them off. In the thirty days that they had not seen each other, she had not even heard the name of Su Zhinian, much less news about him.
Some people and some things, if you don't let yourself think about them, you really won't think about them anymore.
But that doesn't mean you've forgotten it. It's just sealed in the depths of your memory.
Song Qingchun really thought she would never touch that memory again, but on the day of their wedding photoshoot, she still ran into Su Zhinian.
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