Chapter 628 A Mess

"Who are you? Let me go!" Song Siming struggled hard and broke away from Lu Juefeng when Lu Juefeng opened the door. He sat on the ground and acted like a child. "I won't leave. I won't go anywhere. I want to With Shulin.”

"Dad, let's go home first, okay?" Bai Zhi knelt down and patiently coaxed Song Siming.

"Xiao Zhi, are you here?" Song Siming stared at Bai Zhi for a long time, and cried half awake and half confused, "It's my fault, it's my fault for your mother, Xiao Zhi, do you think she will forgive me?"

Song Siming lay on the ground and refused to get up. Bai Zhi glanced at Lu Juefeng apologetically, and simply sat next to Song Siming and listened to his cry.

Bai Zhi looked at Lu Juefeng in surprise. She thought Lu Juefeng would turn around and leave, but she didn't expect that Lu Juefeng would also sit down.

"I promised Xiaoke Xiaoai that I will send you home safely." Lu Juefeng's voice was as cold as ever.

Bai Zhi said no more and turned to look at Song Siming.

Song Siming looked up at the starry sky, half drunk and half awake.

"One summer, it was the same night. Shulin and I were walking by the river. She pointed at the stars in the sky and told me that they were the Altair and the Vega."

Song Siming stretched out his hand, pointed at the stars in the sky and said, "That's it. Shu Lin said that when we get old and can't go anywhere, we just lie on the bamboo chair and look at the stars to pass the time."

Lu Juefeng followed Song Siming's fingers and raised his head to see the Cowherd and Vega in the sky.

Bai Zhi looked at Lu Juefeng intently. Lu Juefeng turned around and looked at Bai Zhi with a half-smile: "It's a good idea."

Bai Zhi looked away and no longer looked at Lu Juefeng.

"We loved each other so much at that time." Song Siming burst into tears. "I never thought that one day I would be separated from her, never. But how did I let go of her hand and let her humiliate alone in the cold hospital? Die..."

Thinking of the sins her mother had suffered during her lifetime, Bai Zhi's tears fell.

"Such a kind person ended up like this in the end. It's all my fault, it's all my fault!" Song Siming suddenly became excited, "It was my cowardice that harmed her. If I had been braver, , I should elope with her..."

"Elope." Song Siming suddenly stared blankly at the starry sky for a moment, "Yes, if I had taken her to elope, it would not be like this. Xiaozhi would not have fallen in love with her brother, Shu Lin. I will not be framed, beaten, drugged, and die in pain..."

After hearing Song Siming say that Xiaozhi would not fall in love with her brother, Lu Juefeng and Bai Zhi glanced at each other unconsciously.

Bai Zhi quickly looked away, not daring to look at Lu Juefeng again.

"If I hadn't been so impulsive at that time, gone back to look for Shulin again, and waited... we wouldn't have missed it. It's my fault, it's my fault!"

Song Siming put his hands into his hair, bent over in pain, and buried his face deeply between his knees.

The quiet light illuminated his white hair clearly, and Bai Zhi turned her head away slightly.

Everyone has already left, so what’s the use of talking about it?

There are so many ifs in this world.

If you miss it, you miss it.

She admitted that she had complained about Song Siming, but seeing his regretful look, she could no longer pursue the matter. Because regret itself is an irrepayable price.

Song Siming's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, as if he was holding a breath.

His legs were trembling slightly and he leaned forward, about to fall down.

Bai Zhi immediately reached out to support him, but there was a pair of hands faster than her.

Lu Juefeng's hand was already on Song Siming's shoulder. She was slow to take a beat, and before she could take it back, her hand accidentally landed on the back of Lu Juefeng's hand.

The palm of her hand touched the slender fingers with distinct joints unique to men.

It felt warm and cool to the touch, and the blood vessels and tendons surged in her palms, beating her finally calm heart.

Bai Zhi's hand quickly retracted as if she was electrocuted.

Lu Juefeng helped Song Siming up, his eyes swept over Bai Zhi's face, and he saw her panic that she had no time to take back, and his eyes darkened.

"If Director Song had been with your mother, do you think they would have been happy?"

Bai Zhi's slightly drooped eyelashes blinked, like a pair of trembling cicada wings, and she glanced at Lu Juefeng in surprise.

Seeing his cold expression, there was hope in his eyes, as if he really hoped to get an answer from her.

She suppressed the strangeness in her heart and twitched the corner of her mouth, "Even if they can be together, they will still experience other twists and turns. Life is not just about being loved.

Moreover... love may be stronger than gold, but the most feared torture of life, daily necessities and salt, will always wear away the passion that once existed.

Even if the feelings are still there, who can guarantee that human nature will remain the same?

What you can't get is the best. I dare say that it's because he didn't get my mother that he will always miss her. "

Bai Zhi looked at Lu Juefeng, her soft lips opened and closed lightly, as if to explain something. As she spoke, she nodded her head. In the end, her watery eyes were full of mockery.

Lu Juefeng's sudden discovery made a net surge over his heart, densely surrounding him, making him extremely depressed.

"That's just what you think. People are not the same."

"You asked me to express my feelings, and of course I said what I wanted to say."

Bai Zhi looked at Lu Juefeng with a matter-of-fact expression.

Lu Juefeng's dark eyes were locked on Bai Zhi.

She subconsciously straightened her back and prepared to take the attack. Unexpectedly, Lu Juefeng just glanced at her and then looked away, "Director Song is asleep."

Bai Zhi looked at Song Siming, her eyelids almost stuck together, and she could hear his snoring.

Bai Zhi was a little helpless, and looked at Lu Juefeng, "Please help me."

Lu Juefeng stood up, lifted up one of Song Siming's arms, and easily pulled him up. The moment his body brushed past Bai Zhi, he said, "If it were me, I would never let go."

It was a meaningless sentence, but Bai Zhi understood it.

I thought the previous topic had passed, but I didn't expect him to keep nagging.

Bai Zhi's tongue rolled in her mouth, and she wanted to say something, but looking at Lu Juefeng's tall and steady back, she didn't say a word after all.

Bai Zhi took Song Siming to sit in the back seat, and she could see Lu Juefeng's profile as soon as she looked up.

In the night, the light outside the car window danced, just outlining the handsome profile of the man.

His voice was still clearly circling in her mind.

Bai Zhi shook her head secretly, helped Song Siming lean on the seat, and sat in a more comfortable position.

The Rolls-Royce drove into the Song family mansion, and a servant came out immediately to meet them.

Aunt Xue and another nanny stood at the door of the car and helped Song Siming into the villa.

The house was in a mess.

The Qing Dynasty underglaze red that was originally placed near the wall was mostly broken, and there were still porcelain residues on the ground.

The sofa in the living room was deliberately cut open by a knife, and the leather sofa was torn open with a big hole, like a ferocious monster with a big mouth eating people. The moment Song Siming sat on it, the hole seemed to crack even bigger.

Bai Zhi frowned, "What's going on?"