Chapter 289 Spend Your Whole Life Loving the Wrong Person (9)

"Su Zhinian, I need to ask you a favor..."

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Song Qingchun came out of the community and saw Su Zhinian's car at a glance.

She stepped forward and knocked on the window first. The car window was still closed, and there was no sign of any whereabouts.

Su Zhinian's car window was covered with anti-peeping film. Song Qingchun pressed her face against the window of the passenger seat and barely saw Su Zhinian sitting in the driver's seat with his head down, looking at his cell phone.

He didn't know what content on the phone attracted him. He looked at it very intently. His long eyelashes were half down, and his face, which was usually emotionless, had a soft light, as if he had recalled something. Good things are generally satisfying and contented.

Song Qingchun knocked on the window again. Seeing that Su Zhinian still had no response, she reached out and pulled the car door. Only then did she find that the car was locked. She had to take out her cell phone from her pocket and give it to Su Zhinian. Made a phone call.

Through the car window, Song Qingchun faintly heard singing.

She didn't hear it very clearly, but she could still hear a few words intermittently: "The person hidden in my memories...if we meet in a sea of ​​people..."

Su Zhinian didn't answer the phone, turned his head and glanced out the window, then raised his hand and pressed the car lock switch.

Song Qingchun opened the door and heard Su Zhinian's ringtone more clearly: "The person hidden in my memories, my youth is complete only with you. Thank you for your seriousness and letting me know how to love someone." People will work hard regardless of their own safety..."

Both the melody and the lyrics of this song were very touching. She subconsciously looked at Su Zhinian's phone. As a result, before her eyes could scan his screen, the phone was hung up and she switched back to the home page. , and then she only saw him stuffing his phone into his pocket with a calm expression.

Song Qingchun asked while fastening his seat belt: "How did it come so fast? When you just answered the phone, were you near my house?"

"Yeah." Su Zhinian responded and started the car.

Su Zhinian's home and company are both in Xicheng District, and Song Qingchun's home is in Nancheng. Su Zhinian mostly travels in the east, west, and north cities. She was just about to ask him how he came here, when she saw through the back He saw the documents and computer on the back seat in the rear view mirror, so he changed his words: "You made an appointment with someone to talk about work here?"

During the Chinese New Year, who will talk about work? He didn't come here just because of her... Su Zhinian paused for a long time, then nodded again with "Yeah".

"We're all on holiday for the Chinese New Year, aren't we? Why are you still so busy..." When Song Qingchun said this, he noticed that Su Zhinian's face was not particularly good-looking.

After he and she separated at noon on New Year's Eve, they hadn't seen each other for only five days, but his face looked much thinner than before, and his complexion was also a little pale, with a trace of sickness between his dull eyebrows.

Song Qingchun frowned: "...are you sick?"

As if Su Zhinian didn't expect that she would notice that he was sick, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly and said "hmm" again.

After a while, Su Zhinian said again: "I have a cold."

"It's hard to get over a cold in winter. Have you gone to the hospital? Have you had an injection? Have you taken medicine?"

Song Qingchun's series of questions were somewhat beyond Su Zhinian's expectations. He waited a moment before looking at her through the rearview mirror.