Su Qingcheng's words surprised Zhou Chuyu. He raised his head and fixed his eyes in Su Qingcheng's dim eyes with a stunned look, saying, "Su Qingcheng..."

She never expected that Su Qingcheng would be the first to tell her about this.

"Actually, from the beginning to the end, the person you love the most has always been Ou Xiangbei. Only Ou Xiangbei can give you the same kind of land you want forever... Zhou Chuyu, since I can't give you the same kind of land you want forever, then I will let you go to the vast sky. I want you to be happy." Looking at Zhou Chuyu's eyes with surprise and guilt, Su Qingcheng said word by word.

Every time he said a word, his heart hurts like a needle.

Looking at Su Qingcheng's pale face, Zhou Chuyu frowned.

"Su Qingcheng. Sorry..." Apart from the three words "sorry", she really couldn't find any language to respond to Su Qingcheng's words.

Any language will appear pale and powerless at this time.

"You have nothing to do to let me down. I have agreed to my uncles, aunts, and my parents. I deliberately said that you are / second-hand goods, and told them that I don't want / want / you." Su Qingcheng smiled helplessly and said.

Su Qingcheng's words further aggravated Zhou Chuyu's guilt.

He is using self-deprecating to fulfill her happiness.

This man who has been silently guarding her, this man who is willing to sacrifice his life for her, at this moment, she can give him a few tears except for a word "I'm sorry"...

"..." He lowered his head, and Zhou Chuyu was speechless.

The atmosphere is a bit heavy.

The air seems to condense into blocks again.

"Zhou Chuyu, you must be happy. Today, I will handle everything in China. Tomorrow, I will take the earliest flight to France/China... and then settle there." Su Qingcheng said lightly, his eyes constantly lingering on Zhou Chuyu's face.

"What should I do if the company?"

"I will withdraw the company. I have already negotiated with Liangyi, and he will transfer the money to my account in the afternoon. It's a huge sum. After I'm about to settle down, I will take my parents abroad together, then buy a farm, do it myself, and have enough food and clothing."

After being discouraged, he just wanted to return to pastoral life.

"But, Qingcheng lt; Chengyi Company; now because of the big star of Liangyi, it is the time for a big hit. Isn't it a pity that you quit now? Do you want to think about it again?"

"Zhou Chuyu, money, fame, status, these things are not important... In this world, there is only one thing that is the most important to me, that is you... Now, we are over, and I have no reason to nostalgia for this city."

"Qingcheng, except for sorry, I really don't know what to say to you. It's me, it's all my fault..." Zhou Chuyu quickly sat on the sickbed, hugged Su Qingcheng tightly, tears blurred her gaze bit by bit.

"There is never only love and not love in the world, but there is no word "sorry". Zhou Chuyu, we can control everything, but we can't control our hearts, right? Without me, you and Ou Xiangbei must/have to be happy all the time. If Ou Xiangbei bullies you, I welcome you to come to my world to find me again. The door in my heart will always be open for you." Su Qingcheng said affectionately while caressing Zhou Chuyu's hair.

The breath that belongs to Zhou Chuyu made him fascinated, reluctant to leave, and heartbreaking.

"Qingcheng, you must be happy too. I hope you can meet a good girl in France and China. You are a good person, and you will definitely find your own true love." Zhou Chuyu hugged Su Qingcheng tightly, hugging Su Chuyu said softly.

"..." Su Qingcheng was silent.

He thought that he would never meet the second Zhou Chuyu again in his life.

His heart was completely dead.

A person who has a heart of death will never think about love again in his life.

"What time will the plane be tomorrow morning? I'll take you..."

"Farewell, I don't like to leave your back for you, and I'm afraid that I will be reluctant to leave in the future... Zhou Chuyu, can I kiss you for the last time?" As he said that, Su Qingcheng pushed Zhou Chuyu with one hand...

Zhou Chuyu nodded.

He smiled slightly, and his cold lips were printed on her forehead.

Even so, he was already very satisfied.

This moment is worthy of his long-term memory.

He will try to keep this picture in the softest corner of his heart for a long time and seal it into a small box.

In the future, when he is alone, when his heart is cold or lonely, he will take out the picture from the small box in his heart, watch/up/one/see, and think/up/one/thought.

He reluctantly pushed her away, his smile was very gentle.

Wen/re hands gently wiped/wiped/wiped her tears, and he said, "Okay, Ou Xiangbei just woke up. Go back and accompany him."

"Tonight, I will be the host and call Mr. Bo Weiwei and others to give you a farewell..."

"Farewell, don't pay attention to me, just let me leave quietly...Okay. Go back quickly. I still have a lot of things to be sorted out." After Yiyi looked at Zhou Chuyu reluctantly, Su Qingcheng turned his face aside coldly, then quickly got off the sickbed, walked to the window, and stood with his back to her.

Tears flooded the places where her eyes could not reach.

"Su Qingcheng..." Zhou Chuyu sat on the sickbed and whispered to Su Qingcheng's back, with reluctance in his eyes.

"Go away!" He scolded him sternly, he didn't want her to come forward and approach him again.

He was afraid that she would see the tears in his eyes.

"...Then I'll leave. You must take good care of yourself." As he said that, Zhou Chuyu slowly slid off the sickbed, then turned around and left the ward with heavy steps.

After closing the door, Zhou Chuyu did not leave immediately.

The guilt and heartache made her unable to take steps, and the soles of her feet seemed to be covered with 502 glue.

Relying on the door panel, she gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and slapped herself hard.

After a long time, she stood up weakly and walked into the elevator...

When Zhou Chuyu returned to the upper level of Ou Xiangbei custody room, Liang Bo was no longer there, and Ou Xiangbei had already fallen asleep.

In the huge guardian room, Qiao Weiwei was sitting alone on the sofa reading a magazine, with no expression on her face.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qiao Weiwei immediately closed the magazine lightly and looked up at Zhou Chuyu, whose eyes were blood-red at the door.

Seeing this, Qiao Weiwei immediately walked quickly to Zhou Chuyu, opened her arms, and hugged her in her arms, saying, "Sister Chuyu, what's wrong with you?"

After telling Qiao Weiwei all the conversation he had just had with Su Qingcheng, Zhou Chuyu grabbed Qiao Weiwei's small suit and said, "Viwei, I think the person I feel most sorry for is Su Qingcheng."

"Sister Chu Yu, just like what Su Qingcheng just told you, in the world of love, there is only love and not love, but there is no 'sorry'. Su Qingcheng is a good person, I believe that God will arrange a happy future for him. Maybe, in the romantic city of France, he will meet his true love." Qiao Weiwei whispered to comfort her.

The next day, Su Qingcheng boarded the flight to France, Paris and Paris early.

The moment the plane took off, Su Qingcheng, who was sitting against the window in the first class cabin, lightly lit the glass with his hands while reluctantly looking at the city gradually shrinking under his feet.

The moment the city was about to disappear into the clouds, his tears gradually blurred his vision.

"Goodbye, bringing hope and disappointment to me. Goodbye, bringing joy and pain to women. Zhou Chuyu, I will always stand in the distance to bless you..." My heart thrust hard again, and his tears finally overflowed from the eyes like beads with broken threads.

When the city completely disappeared into the clouds, he came to his senses, reluctantly closed his eyes and made a false sleep.

This is probably the feeling of thousands of arrows piercing the heart...

On the same morning, the piano single lt;onlygt;mv directed by Su Qingcheng was premiered on the Internet, causing great response, with a popularity/explosion even surpassing the previous "Love". Su Qingcheng's name really began to become a household name...

Office of the President of Liangshi Group.

In front of the computer, Qiao Weiwei sat quietly beside Liang Bo and watched the cool mv with him.

The words "Director: Su Qingcheng" in the lower left corner of mv made Qiao Weiwei feel desolate.

With a long sigh, Qiao Weiwei turned her face, looked at Liang Bo beside her and said, "Master Bo, Su Qingcheng just left quietly. To be honest, I really can't bear to leave him. Everyone has been friends for so long. I think I'm a little sorry for him."

"On the long road of life, we always have to face all kinds of separations, and there is no banquet that will last forever in the world." Liang Bo said lightly.

Although Liang Bo said that the clouds and winds were calm, he was reluctant to leave Su Qingcheng.

"We don't let us give him a farewell, and we don't even allow us to send him off... He doesn't know when he will see him again." Thinking of this, Qiao Weiwei felt uncomfortable in her heart.

She felt guilty about Su Qingcheng.

Because in the battle between him and Ou Xiangbei, she finally chose to favor Ou Xiangbei and even indulged Ou Xiangbei to grab the marriage.

"I'll see you again if you're destined to be together." Liang Bo Xiemei smiled, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Life is always full of all kinds of separations. Master Bo, I hope there will never be separation between us." She said seriously.

"There will never be a parting between us, women." He said softly.

"Doudududu..." On the screen, his phone began to shake restlessly again.

The two words "Mu Fan" on the mobile phone look eye-catching and dazzling.

When Qiao Weiwei heard the sound, she immediately reached out and took the cell phone on the table.
Chapter completed!