Chapter 780 How I Want to Hug You

Song Cun only carried a backpack, which contained her cell phone, charging cable, and a laptop.

She couldn't even stay in a hotel because she didn't have her ID card with her.

Song Cun came out of the community, walked for a while, and stopped at the door of the milk tea shop at the corner. Several shops along the street nearby were closed, only this milk tea shop still had the lights on.

She lifted her foot and went in.

The young salesperson looked up at her and said, "We're about to close the store..."

She didn't finish her words. Perhaps because the slap mark on Song Cun's face was too eye-catching, she changed her tone and asked, "What do you want to drink?"

There were indeed not many people in the store, and the seats were empty. Song Cun said, "I'll just sit for a while. I want a cup of peach oolong."

The waiter turned around to make her milk tea. She raised her foot and slowly walked towards the empty seat. More than a month ago, Liang Zhouheng sat in this seat and ordered two cups of honey-peach oolong.

She didn't know how long he sat there after she left, but she could guess that he was probably heartbroken at that time, because she was also heartbroken when she walked out.

Music has been playing in the store. Maybe because there are not many customers, the staff are playing music from their mobile phones. The one playing at the moment is "How I Want to Hug You" by Black House Band.

How I want to hug you, in the time between mountains and rivers

The crowd is like the sea, the distance between you and me, it doesn't matter if we are late

How I want to comfort you, in this story without an ending

The whirling dream will never stop

Are we all afraid of losing, as if a dark cloud has taken up residence in our bodies?

Even with the lights on, I feel a little depressed. Maybe no matter how regretful or sad it is,

I long so much but cannot run to you, I am afraid of empty joy

I am afraid that I will wait and wait but it won’t be you. I have no ambition and I am not willful.

Memories pull at the tide of missing you, as if dark clouds have taken up residence in my body

Even with the lights on, I feel a little depressed. Maybe no matter how regretful or sad it is,

I long so much but I can’t run towards you...】

Song Cun sat alone in the empty seat, motionless. At a certain moment, tears fell unconsciously.

Later, all the customers in the store left, and the clerk handed her the cup of milk tea and a few tissues.

"Thanks"

Song Cun used a tissue to wipe his tears, and the tissue soon became soaked, but he couldn't stop crying.

The peach oolong in front of her was hot. She held it in her hand and took a sip. The familiar taste of sweetness and bitterness brought her back to the past.

Back to the house she rented in North City.

She rented the house after her first breakup with Liang Zhouheng. It was also in that house that she reconciled with him, got back together, and had real physical intimacy with him.

During the period that followed, she was completely immersed in the tenderness and love he gave her. She felt like she had fallen into a dreamlike honey pot. Even when she thinks back on it now, it is still so sweet.

It was as if she had eaten up all the sweetness in her life in advance.

In fact, at that time, she was in it and often felt that everything was too beautiful to be real. She subconsciously felt that this was a dream that would be shattered sooner or later. Looking back now, it really seemed like a big dream.

Song Cun picked up the milk tea and took another sip. She knew that an ordinary girl should be content to have a grand dream once in her life. For the rest of her life, no matter how bitter the days were, she could always get by by thinking of the sweetness she had tasted in the past.