After di
er.
Song Qingchen laid on the table as he did his howork. From ti to ti, he would look downstairs to look at Song Youran typing away on the keyboard.
"Mommy, that uncle is still downstairs ??"
Song Youran looked down.
The man stood under the street lamp, his body shrouded in the light until it was a bit white.
He kept looking at her with cold eyes, but he didn't know when, but his mory had already started to fade away.
Slowly, it turned into a gentle young man that she had adored for many years.
Ti slowly flowed by. It didn't leave any traces under his body, but only made him calm and taciturn.
"Hurry up and write."
Song Youran retracted his gaze and continued doing the work.
He was trying his best to stop caring about that person.
From ti to ti, people would pass by downstairs and whisper about the man holding the umbrella in the rain.
He was out of place in this humble place.
This caused the people passing by to stop their steps and discuss with each other.
A person like Xie Jingchuan would always beco the center of attention, no matter where he went.
The rain was getting heavier.
Ti passed second by second.
The crowd gradually quieted down.
Midnight.
There was the sound of rain.
The uncle next door was snoring loudly. The baby who was just a month old upstairs seed to have woken up from hunger again as it cried loudly.
The little fellow who had been working and resting regularly laid on the table, his eyes rolling around as he looked at Song Youran. He obviously really wanted to ask sothing, yet he had actually pretended to be extrely sensible.
He forcefully endured it.
But he refused to go to sleep no matter what.
Song Youran closed his notebook, "After you go to the toilet, go to sleep."
"I'll stay with Mommy."
Song Qingchen straightened her waist, indicating that she was not sleepy at all, "Tomorrow is Saturday, so there is no need to go to class ?? I can stay late with Mommy today. "
Song Youran rubbed his head, "If you don't sleep well, you won't grow tall."
The little fellow looked at her with a worried expression.
It was as if he was making a difficult choice between continuing to accompany her and growing taller.
"I'm asleep, Mommy!"
The little guy jumped down from the stool and ran to the bathroom. He washed his face, brushed his teeth and changed into his pajamas, and when he turned off the bedside lamp, he suddenly sat up with his blanket in his arms, "That uncle ??" I'm not curious, really. "
After the little guy finished speaking, he didn't wait for her reply and went to sleep with his head covered.
In less than two minutes.
He began to snore softly.
It was pretty quick to pretend that he was sleeping.
After Song Youran finished arranging the docunts, the little guy's breathing had already started to steady.
She turned off the lamp and stood at the window for a mont.
The man was still there.
The umbrella could not withstand the wind and rain, and most of his clothes were already wet. The autumn rain was cold to the bones, and a bit of the night breeze seeped in through the gaps in the windows, instantly waking Song Youran up.
She threw a dry towel through the window and lay down next to the boy.
It was late.
But he could not sleep.
He had seen this person for a very, very long ti.
Long enough for her to feel that she could have a good life without him.
Ti is a good dicine.
It was hard to tell if he was gradually forgetting, or if he was paralyzed day after day.
But this one appeared.
Even if she didn't do anything, it was enough to completely destroy the peace and stability that she had spent so much ti weaving.
The little fellow beside him seed to have dreamt of sothing, as he kicked and punched his way out of the blanket.
His mouth was filled with sothing.
Song Youran moved closer and heard him say, "Daddy ?? I do have a father! "
"Father ??"
She tucked the little guy in and gently hugged him.
The little guy still didn't understand why the two of them were together and why there was a baby.
But she was already begi
ing to look forward to it. She had soone by her side who could protect her, an uncle who cooked well next door, a male teacher who had a super pleasant voice.
Song Youran closed his eyes.
In his mind, gradually, only Xie Jingchuan who was standing in the rain remained.
I don't know how I fell asleep.
In the next few days, no matter where Song Youran brought the little fellow, he would et that person.
He was not far from them.
Song Youran didn't look at him, but the little guy's gaze was always attracted to him.
For days.
He was downstairs.
Anyone who knew this little fellow would be able to tell at a glance that this man had an extraordinary relationship with them.
When the landlady was collecting the rent, she couldn't help but ntion it.
Asking her if this man had cheated before?
Not waiting for an answer.
The landlady added, "This man is too good-looking. It's easy to have problems like this."
When Song Youran ca here, he was by himself. After he gave birth to the little guy, and raised him by himself, he did not even hug a little child at the begi
ing.
She didn't ntion a single word about the little fellow's father.
Now the man appeared.
One was more curious than the other.
Song Youran awkwardly sent the landlady off.
Finally, unable to stand the sight of the man who appeared before her every day, she decided to go downstairs and talk to him.
The weather was good today.
The faint golden sunlight fell on the street.
Song Youran walked towards him, every step trying to think of a way to speak. Looking at that man, she felt that he was familiar yet unfamiliar.
However, she didn't even have the ti to say a single word before he tightly hugged her.
Xie Jingchuan's voice sounded beside her ears.
"Song Youran, you've won."
Divorce agreents, faked deaths, wills followed.
And then, one by one, he revealed the things he did not know.
After such an exquisite arrangent, she would never look back.
Everyone said that in this world, there would never be such a crazy Song Youran who loved Xie Jingchuan again.
Song Youran's body stiffened for a mont.
After a long ti, she finally found her voice. "Let go."
Those who passed by had subtle looks in their eyes as they conversed with each other.
A little guy on the third floor's window stuck his head out halfway and secretly looked in her direction. The mont he saw her raise her head, he imdiately shrank back.
"Let's find a place to sit and talk."
Song Youran felt that she really didn't have any way to lower her face to him.
The caf?? on the corner.
It was very small, but it was very warm and cozy.
The owner was a man around forty years old. When he saw Song Youran, he enthusiastically greeted her.
She ordered two cups of coffee.
He sat next to Xie Jingchuan by the window.
He did not speak for a long ti.
Just looking at him.
She didn't ntion how much she had experienced in these foreign lands over the years.
He also didn't say that the people looking for her were almost crazy.
He sat there quietly, as if ti itself had stopped.
"Xie Jingchuan."
Song Youran called out his na.
The man's fingers trembled slightly as he placed them on the table.
"I lied to you."
Song Youran's expression was still relatively calm, and her words were so straightforward that it left people helpless, "But back then, I think that it was good news for you."
Xie Jingchuan did not speak.
Ye Zichen looked at her warmly.
At this mont, being able to hear her speak to him again seed to be a gift from the heavens.
There were many tis when Xie Jingchuan couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, and always felt that she was still by his side.
And now, sitting in front of him, was an incomparably real person.
"It seems like, I'm not by your side, you really are living a much easier life."
Song Youran paused, and said: " too."
He no longer paid attention to his news.
He wouldn't, for any other person, put himself in a difficult position.
Even if life is a little tight, most of the ti it's easy to be happy and content.
Song Youran gently stirred the coffee, "However, if you want to settle the score with ... "Then I have nothing else to say."
"No."
Xie Jingchuan's voice was very low, "I'm not here to settle debts."
In the past, the reason why Song Youran retreated every step of the way to him was never because she was afraid of losing, but was instead because she did not want to use those thods on him.
Thus, it truly hurt his heart.
That was the way to be so resolute.
Song Youran heaved a sigh of relief.
He looked relieved.
Six years would truly change one's state of mind.
Now, they could calmly sit together and drink coffee, even speaking in a tone that was beyond peaceful. This was sothing she had never dread of before.
Probably because he didn't care anymore, he was able to treat them calmly.
"Look at now, I don't have anything to compensate you for."
Song Youran laughed, and his expression slowly beca serious, "They aren't wrong, the blood relationship between Song Qingchen and you is too obvious, I can't even think of a reason to lie to you. However, I rember very clearly that you didn't want him back then. Thus, my son belongs to alone. "
She emphasized it.
It was as if he was facing soone who could compete for custody with her at any ti.
Xie Jingchuan looked at her with gentleness in his eyes.
That gaze, made people unintentionally imrse themselves within it.
Song Youran could not take it the most, so he opened his eyes and pretended to look at the scenery outside the window.
"Then what are you doing here?"
For a mont, she did not understand. If she wanted to kill or cut him, it could only be a matter of words.
He had been around her every day for the past few days.
She hadn't done anything, but her life had already been affected so much.
The little guy didn't ntion anything. The neighbors around him began to talk back and forth. They were able to piece together quite a few movies that were filled with love and hatred.
Xie Jingchuan looked at her intently, "Co back and collect your debts, Mrs. Xie."
Song Youran was slightly stu
ed.
He couldn't react in ti.
"Or I will stay."
Xie Jingchuan continued: "Stay by your side and do as you wish."
There was no one in the caf??.
The man's voice was heard very clearly by Song Youran's ear.
But just like that ?? He didn't quite understand.
Suddenly, he rembered that Ye Yiwen had ntioned it a few tis, and Xie Jingchuan went crazy.
Song Youran disapproved.
Looking at it now, it really was a bit.
"Xie Jingchuan, Mr. Xie ?? Director Xie. "
Song Youran tried his best to find a suitable address, "I thought in the past... He's too young. If he's offended you in any way, he'll have to repay all that he has. If you think it's not enough, I have nothing else to give you. "
"I don't need you to repay ."
Xie Jingchuan's eyes were very bright, and when he looked at her, his eyes reflected her image.
It was small, and it shone with a faint light.
Song Youran stood up, "Then we have even more nothing to say. If it's possible, I hope Mr. Xie will not stand below my building anymore. It's still early in the morning, so you need a normal life. "
Xie Jingchuan looked at her for a long ti before nodding his head and saying, "Alright."
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