Chapter 912
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As Su Zhinian uttered one sentence after another, Song Qingchun was completely dumbfounded.
Her mind was completely blank, and her heart was so shaken that she could not think of anything else.
Su Zhinian's heart stopped beating after he revealed the secret that had been buried in his heart for so many years to her. He stared into her eyes, and his breathing stopped.
He knew he was nervous, nervous about her reaction.
The room returned to silence, even quieter than when she had placed all her questions before Su Zhinian, waiting for him to answer.
The afternoon sun outside the window shone brightly, filling the room with warmth.
Song Qingchun was like a still painting. She maintained her posture of looking back at Su Zhinian, unmoving. Her eyes were clear and beautiful, and like the expression on her face, there was no trace of emotion.
Her silence caused the blood in Su Zhinian's body to stop flowing bit by bit, and it started to congeal.
Although she didn't seem to be thinking about anything at the moment, he could tell from the way their hands were intertwined that he had shocked her.
Even though it had been twenty years, he could not have been more familiar with this side of her.
When he was young, whenever he read out the thoughts in other people's hearts, the other party would react the same way as he did.
When the other party came back to their senses, they would find all kinds of excuses to cover up the embarrassment of having their true thoughts exposed. Then, they would glare at him fiercely and couldn't wait to run away from him, as if he was a disgusting piece of trash …
What about Song Qingchun? When she came back to her senses, would she have the same reaction?
Su Zhinian suddenly did not have the courage to face her when she regained her senses.
He was not afraid of other people's disgust, but he was afraid of her abandonment.
Su Zhinian lowered his eyes, and his hand that was on Song Qingchun's hand started to loosen. He slowly pulled his hand back and stood up from the sofa.
Just as he was about to walk away, Song Qingchun raised her head dumbly to stare at his face. After a while, perhaps due to shock or shock, she asked dumbly, "Su Zhinian, is everything that just happened real?"
She had woken up … He was finally going to face the scene that he had been most afraid of …
Things had developed to this point, and he had revealed everything in front of her. There was no way out. Even if he was afraid, he could only give her a gentle nod and give her an affirmative answer. "It's true."
"Oh." Song Qingchun nodded. She lowered her head to stare at the words "I am Song Qingchun" on the paper. She tilted her head to the side and thought about it. Then, as if remembering something, she jumped up from the sofa and dashed out of the study without a word.
She ran very fast and slammed the door shut.
Su Zhinian, who stood in the study, could hear Song Qingchun rushing down the stairs and the door being pulled open.
He instinctively turned his head. Through the bright window, he saw that she hadn't even changed her shoes as she hurriedly ran out the door along the gravel path in the courtyard.
She looked like she was running away, as if he was a beast in the dark.
He knew that this wasn't her fault, but an indescribable pain swept over him like a tidal wave, causing him to be unable to breathe.
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