Song Qi shook his head, "I really don't know about this."
About half an hour later, Song Xiulan brought Ye Qin out. Ye Qin's eyes were very red, obviously she had cried a lot.
She was holding a dark sandalwood box about 30 centimeters in her hand, with her head lowered and her shiny black hair tied into a big braid. After saying goodbye to the Song family, she was about to leave.
Ling Ju had to admit that although she was a woman, Ye Qin aroused her great desire to protect him.
A fragile, strong and selfless beautiful woman.
As soon as Ye Qin left the house, Song Wei immediately put on his clothes and chased after her.
Just as Song Zhiguo was about to speak, Song Xiulan gave him a look and said, "Let the child go."
Song Zhiguo shut up.
Song Zhiqing patted Song Zhiguo on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I'll tell you something later."
The Ling family obviously didn't know what was going on, but they were tactful enough to help clear the table.
Then everyone stopped being immersed in the strange atmosphere and cleared the lunch on the table.
Song Wei felt that he must have drunk too much.
He didn't expect Ye Qin to come to his house and take away the sandalwood box. He had thought that this sandalwood box would remain in the Song family forever.
But he was wrong about many things, or rather, he was wrong from the beginning.
Ye Qin walked very fast, and Song Wei had to jog a few steps before catching up with Ye Qin.
"Ye Qin, where are you going? I'll take you there."
Ye Qin didn't even turn her head, holding the box without stopping, "No need, I can just take the bus."
"Ye Qin, I..."
Ye Qin stopped and looked up at Song Wei, staring at him with red eyes, "Song Wei, it's really not necessary. You can go back. I know you have guests at home."
Song Wei was a little annoyed. How could she still be so sulky after not seeing her for a few years? Seeing that there was no one around, he grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her behind a tree. "Ye Qin, I'm sorry, I, for so many years..."
Ye Qin interrupted Song Wei again, "Song Wei, there's no need to say sorry, it's just that it's no longer possible for us. My family is still waiting for me, I'm leaving first."
As soon as Ye Qin left, Song Wei leaned against a tree trunk and took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket. Just as he took out a cigarette and lit it, he heard a familiar female voice, "Song Wei, who is that girl?"
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