Chapter 10 I only raised my brows, but my heart went up

Suddenly, the whole world fell into endless darkness and turbidity; suddenly, there was no more sunlight, no blue sky, white clouds, flowers, and lake water in front of her eyes. Everything was shattered by this sudden news. Have to leave no trace.

1 Dust to dust, dust to dust

There has been no news of Song Yichi, Qin Yu feels that this day is endlessly difficult. Every day I wake up in anticipation, but fall asleep in the loss, wake up and fall asleep, over and over again, this day tormented her, making her extremely bored and lonely.

Besides Song Yichi, she also misses another person, Shi Hang. If Song Yichi was her expectation, then Shi Hang was the lingering pain in her chest.

When she regained her memory and spent the past three years with Shi Hang, she thought it would be easy and lingering, but she was unwilling to treat him like this in her heart. He loves her, loves her so sincerely. How could she forget so easily? She recalled their details carefully. It turned out that she relied on him so much like her childhood. He loved her and protected her. But this is not love at all, there is no moment of sudden heartbeat, there is no surging passion, there is only mutual respect and tolerance for each other. She suddenly understood that in the past three years, she had wrongly entrusted her feelings to Shi Hang, which delayed him and embarrassed herself.

In this way, she felt sorry for Shi Hang, sorry for being with her at midnight when she woke up from every nightmare; sorry for the love he infiltrated her little by little; sorry for the promise he once made to accompany her forever and ever.

It's a pity that she has no news of Shi Hang anymore. Even though she once had his child, she felt that she owed him her whole life. , has become a symbol that cannot be drawn in a lifetime.

Thinking of this, Qin Yu felt that Shi Shi's words were not unreasonable. Her existence disturbed the life trajectory of so many people, thus hurting her, tired for her, and died for her... How lucky she is to be able to meet them in this life.

Qin Yu decides to see Shi Shi, maybe only Shi Shi knows about Shi Hang.

She found Song Yichi's gallery based on her impression, because before going out, she called Shi Shi and Shi Shi told her that she was in Song Yichi's gallery.

When she first came to the gallery, she was moved by the artistic atmosphere here. She never thought that a man who seemed so arrogant and resolute actually had such a delicate and delicate inner world. His brush is his heart, his color is his world, every brush, every color blends out the most beautiful.

There was no one in the gallery, and she soon saw a portrait of herself in an obvious location. She stepped in the water holding the corner of her skirt, her face was full of joy, and the wind was blowing, blowing her brocade-like hair. It was so beautiful. It was the first time that she looked at herself with the eyes of an appreciator, and only then did she realize that in the artist's pen, all the beauty was so natural and flawless.

She was intoxicated, as if she had returned to the lake again. He reached out to her, but she avoided it with scruples.

"You've been there all along?"

"Yes."

"You peeping at me?"

"It was you who suddenly broke into my picture, and I just recorded it with a brush. Inadvertently, it is the most moving. You and this scenery are completely natural."

How beautifully he said it!

The corners of her mouth slowly turned into a smile.

Just as she was thinking about it, the door inside opened, and Shi Shi walked out with a tall woman.

Qin Yu subconsciously turned her face to look over, just in time to meet the woman's cold eyes.

Qin Yu was shocked, the woman's eyes were too cold and too sharp.

Shi Shi didn't even say hello to her, and he walked past her as if she were air. However, after passing by Qin Yu, the woman stopped and looked back at her.

Qin Yu instinctively looked back at her, but was repelled by her eyes in the next second, and hurriedly avoided.

The woman's gaze moved away from Qin Yu's face and slowly landed on the portrait. She admired it carefully, and an indifferent smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"You are the woman in this portrait?" she actually asked her.

Qin Yu didn't know how to answer, and felt the embarrassment of being questioned.

"It's really beautiful, people are more beautiful than pictures."

Qin Yu was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to respond to her, so she just smiled kindly at her.

The woman ignored Qin Yu, regarded her as an ordinary customer, and walked straight to the front desk.

Qin Yu actually breathed a sigh of relief, this woman's aura was indescribably strong, and it was the first time she timidly didn't dare to speak in front of a stranger.

After a while, Shi Shi walked over with several workers and instructed the workers to take down the portrait.

Qin Yu watched in amazement as his portrait was taken down and put into a large wooden box. After that, the workers took down the paintings in the gallery one by one and put them into the wooden box one by one.

Qin Yu doesn't know, so shouldn't these paintings hang on the wall and wait for someone to buy them home? Why are they all taken away?

Qin Yu was still wondering, Shi Shi walked up to her and told her, "Mr. Song has finished his gallery in China, and he won't come back in the future."

Qin Yu is a little stunned, a good gallery can't be opened if it can't be opened? Has he not recovered or woken up yet? She looked more and more anxious, and couldn't wait to ask Shi Shi: "Tell me, this is not true, he will come back, and the gallery will continue to open, right!"

Shi Shi took a step back and stared at her in disgust.

"That's right, Song Yichi is no longer going back to China, I will bring all his paintings back to Korea..."

It was the woman, the woman who was so cold that Qin Yu felt uncomfortable. At this moment, she folded her hands on her shoulders, with a high posture, staring at Qin Yu with contempt, as if Qin Yu was one of her enemies.

"Who are you, I don't want to listen to you, I want Song Yichi to tell me personally." Qin Yu was obviously too excited, her body was shaking.

"Who do you think you are? You're just a model for Song Yichi in China, and women like you can't get into the eyes of painters in Korea."

She spoke so sharply, so without any room, that she almost demoted Qin Yu to nothing.

Qin Yu only felt a sigh of relief in her chest. Ever since she was a child, she had never been ridiculed and ridiculed in such an inhumane way, that she was about to be mad.

"I can tell you who I am." The woman approached Qinyu with a gloating smile in her eyes. "I'm Song Yichi's sister, Song Xinchi. If he owes you any labor fees, I will pay you, don't worry."

Every word she said sharply pierced Qin Yu's heart. In front of her, Qin Yu was just a cheap model who came to ask for her labor fee. This is simply ridiculous, and it is an insult to the pure and sincere heart of a painter in Song Yichi. In Qin Yu's heart, the reason why she can be drawn into the painting is all because Song Yichi admires and praises her. She never believes that he regards her as just a model.

"You can't replace him, not even his parents." Qin Yu had to fight back, her only hope was Song Yichi.

In the dark, God's will told her that he is her Qiao Jin, and he will never have any sister, and the woman in front of her is most likely sent by God to test whether her sincerity towards Song Yichi can stand up again and again. She had to endure the blow, she had to endure it, so that she and Song Yichi would have a future with each other.

Song Xinchi smiled coldly, and seemed to have met her expectations. The girl in front of her was already furious, and couldn't stand any more stimulation.

"To tell you the truth, I'm Song Yichi's fiancee. Our wedding will be held next month. If you want, I sincerely invite you to come to Seoul to watch the ceremony..."

Suddenly, the whole world fell into endless darkness and turbidity; suddenly, there was no more sunlight, no blue sky, white clouds, flowers, and lake water in front of her eyes. Everything was shattered by this sudden news. Have to leave no trace.

She could barely hold her body up, that shaky feeling was like the leap that day, even if she left this world, there would still be a pair of arms that would hold up her last hope. Now, there will be no more arms, no hope, and she will drift to the other end of an unknown land along with this endless darkness, exiled alone.

Song Xinchi and Shi Shi watched as Qin Yu's body collapsed. At that moment, their laughter became the most vicious flower in the world, and if they touched it, they would be poisoned and die, and it would be irreversible.

When Qin Yu woke up, he found himself lying on a hospital bed.

Is she still alive? Can she still see the sun and blue sky outside the window? It was just a dream? So she had never seen that woman before?

In a flash, she knew that it was all real. Song Yichi has a fiancée, and their wedding will be held next month. He will not come back. He will take everything away, leaving only herself reading sadness silently.

Someone walked in, walking lightly, for fear of disturbing her.

The eyes suddenly darkened, and a face appeared above her. She drew in her wandering thoughts and looked at that face.

Shi Hang!

It's him!

She clearly saw the tears on his face, but he gave her a warm and quiet smile that she hadn't seen in a long time.

She stretched out her hand to wipe his tears, but he grabbed her hand in mid-air. When the warmth soaked from his palm wrapped her, the softness overflowing from her heart completely crushed her heart.

He was still so kind to her, and he was still so kind to her.

Forget it, please don't do this, you can only add to my guilt and make me completely unable to forgive myself.

Qin Yu bit her lip fiercely, the pain made her conscious and let her understand that she and him were a mistake in the end, a journey with no end.

Shi Hang gently brushed the hair from her forehead, and his fingers touched her cheek inadvertently. His fingers were cold, which surprised her. He hesitantly withdrew his hand, and looked at her squinting eyes.

There is no going back, he told himself countless times in his heart.

She turned her face to the side, the best answer to him.

He sat next to her on the edge of the bed, just watching her quietly.

"Go back!" she murmured, her heart being held fiercely.

"Where are you going?" he asked weakly.

"Go back to the old you, go back to the you I first met..."

Before she could finish her words, his kiss had already covered her lips.

A burst of suffocation, a burst of sadness, a burst of uncontrollable sadness, other than that, I can't feel anything, numbness, cooling, has already become another taste.

He let go of her reluctantly, she stared at him motionlessly, her eyes met, so unfamiliar, so plain, as if they had never met before.

"I was wrong, I gave up the best of you to others, and I failed all of our best times, I'm really not human..." His words were weeping with blood, every word with tears.

She shook her head, just wanting to end the all kinds of feelings and unbearable feelings that were surging in her heart. It's a pity that everything is too late, too late to even look back and think about it.

"I'm sorry, please forgive my selfishness. I thought I could hold hands with you until I got old, but I couldn't deceive myself. My heart will never forget him, especially when I remembered everything, I found that I was very fond of him. Never forgotten."

So, he should have thought that it would be so, he had thought it would be so. He did everything possible to prevent her from regaining her memory, but he still couldn't defy God's will. Everything is destined, but God is too cruel to him, which is almost killing him.

"Three years ago, no, maybe even earlier, I told myself that I must marry you, this is the driving force of my unremitting efforts over the years, and sure enough, I finally got you, I am happy, I am proud, I Satisfied, I thought I had the whole world, and I thought I was the luckiest person in the world... But, he once came to your world and left a deep mark on your world, for me, it will eventually be A shadow that can't be shaken. Every time I see you falling asleep, I feel content, but when I wake up the next day, I start to worry again, for fear that at a certain moment you will suddenly remember everything, and I may really lose it You..." At the end, he finally broke down in tears, these words he held back in his heart for three years.

It turned out that his heart would be so entangled and helpless. She never thought about how much damage it would bring him to retrieve his memory. Now it seems that the damage is more than pain, resentment, and scolding. something wrong? It's almost a cup of poison that can kill someone. So cruel, how could she treat him so cruelly?

"Forget it, Qinyu." He called to her in a low voice, "Nothing is more important than your happiness, as long as you feel that you can leave me and truly devote yourself to a new life and be happy, I can really let go and give you A wider sky." He still made a promise, just as he promised her to be more pious and sincere.

She couldn't speak, because tears had drowned out all her thoughts. How lucky is she to have such a dedicated and sacrificed man to fulfill her future? How to repay? She owed him her whole life, and it's not over yet.

When Shi Hang left, he still kissed her, just on her forehead.

The next day, she went to the gallery again, the door was locked, and the building was already empty. Everything is so helpless. Looking at the empty walls, the ground where debris is scattered, a sense of fate that dust returns to dust, and earth returns to earth, she has no extravagance and hope.

Blood for love, meat for kindness

Seoul.

A sharp sound of glass shattering came from upstairs, followed by the crash of various things, and the whole upstairs was already shaking.

Song Zheng raised his eyes upstairs uneasily, while Song Xinchi beside him waited indifferently for what was about to happen.

"You went too far. You closed his gallery without his permission. No wonder he was so angry." Song Zheng resignedly accused his daughter.

Song Xinchi actually looked disinterested and said lightly, "His gallery is just a sustenance for him to find the past. I don't want him to be obsessed with that woman."

Song Zheng shook his head, his daughter always knew the importance of things, but this time, he really fell short, he patted his daughter's hand and said, "That was his most unforgettable memory, you actually uprooted it, it's him that hurts. !"

"Then what should I do? Pretend he doesn't mind and let him have other women in his heart?" Song Xinchi turned his face to the side in a fit of anger. In her life creed, it was hers, it was hers, and others didn't want to share it.

Song Zheng is really helpless. His daughter's courage and willfulness are very promising in business, but sooner or later it will hurt her in terms of children's private affairs.

A few minutes later, footsteps came from the stairs, and Song Yichi walked down with a huge suitcase.

Song Zheng stood up and walked towards him, Song Xinchi also stood up slowly and moved his footsteps over there.

"Can't you sit down and have a good talk? You leave me in a fit of anger, how can you make me feel bad!" The elderly Mr. Song Zheng, one hundred and twenty did not want to let go of this son, when he thought that he would have no one to take care of him in his lifetime, his death Heart bursts of sadness.

Song Yichi, who was already extremely angry, could not listen to any advice at all. Although he was grateful to Song Zheng and regarded him as his biological father, between Qin Yu and Song Zheng, he would still choose Qin Yu, because only Qin Yu could It is the person who will accompany him to spend the future years, father, he can only take care, cherish, respect and be grateful as much as possible.

"There is something wrong with Xinchi. Considering her affection for you, can you sit down calmly and have a good talk?" Song Zheng tried his best to save the chaotic situation, his tone was sincere and full of enthusiasm. Full of apologies.

Song Yichi looked at Song Zheng, feeling unbearable and helpless in his heart. Three years ago, if Song Zheng hadn't rescued him and brought him to Seoul, everything he had in front of him would have vanished into thin air. This kindness is undeniable.

Over the years, he has always reminded himself that he owes Song Zheng his life, and if possible, he is willing to go through fire and water for him.

Song Zheng reached out and took the suitcase in his hand, patted his shoulder, and said, "Come on, sit down."

Song Yichi was always respectful to Song Zheng, he didn't want to disobey his wishes, just because he couldn't bear it.

"Sit down too!" Song Zheng turned around and yelled at his daughter.

Song Xinchi didn't dare to say a word, and sat down obediently.

Song Zheng sat among his children, his face was rarely calm, as if the previous situation had been resolved. He stroked his silver-white beard, hesitated a little, but still said: "I didn't expect this matter to cause you so much harm, it's all my fault that I thought too little at first, which made you so embarrassed today, I This father is really not doing enough!"

Song Yichi's face was still black and blue. Hearing what his father said, he felt a little self-blame in his heart. He hated the melancholy and helplessness that Song Zheng felt when he complained about him.

"I don't lack anything in my generation, but there are fewer and fewer people who stay by my side. I'm afraid of being alone, and I'm afraid that no one will talk to me at home alone. Fortunately, I still have the two of you." He As he spoke, he took the hands of his children, but the smile on his face flashed, in a hurry, too hurry.

"Xinchi is my most beloved daughter. I have always kept her by my side. I do have my own selfishness. I hope she can stay with me forever until I take my last breath. And you..." He turned his head to look Song Yichi said, "And you are the only one who can help me realize my hope. I entrust everything to you. I imagine that you and Xinchi will marry and have children, continue the blood of this family, and let me enjoy the joy of my family."

Song Yichi's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, a little hurt and a little stuffy.

"Please forgive me for the simplest thoughts of a dying person! No matter what Xinchi does, I ask you to forgive her."

How sincere and how irresistible.

Song Xinchi was already embarrassed to sit on the side. She never thought that her father would say such a thing, completely disrupting all her expectations and expectations. She didn't think she was doing too much, she just emphasized to others that Song Yichi belonged to her.

Song Yichi, who was sitting on the other side, never looked at her, and his original decision was still firmly on his face.

After a while, he said slowly: "Dad! Please understand my dilemma. From the moment I was rescued by you, I knew that I would eventually lose something, but only my Qin Yu, I couldn't help it. Take her out of my heart, she has taken root in my heart and grown into a towering tree, which we nurtured and nurtured many years ago, it is already the whole of our life, and my heart can no longer hold a place for anyone to exist."

Song Xinchi stood up abruptly, as if she had been greatly insulted, she glared at Song Yichi fiercely, "If this is the case, you should have rejected Dad's proposal in the first place, instead of returning to China three years later."

Song Zheng fully understood his daughter's furious mentality, but he still grabbed her in time and comforted her to sit down.

After Song Xinchi sat down, he still stared at him fiercely, as if he couldn't understand the hatred in his heart if he didn't stare at him.

Song Yichi lowered his head, was silent for a moment, and said, "I have too much intolerance in my heart, towards my father, towards you, towards myself, and even towards Qinyu. When I returned to China this time, I only knew how bad she had been. , and I, the moment I saw her, I finally understood that the reason why I live is to live for her..."

What a deadly analysis of love?

Song Xinchi gave a cold "snort" and said, "She is married and has a husband who loves her and loves her. Isn't your presence a third party who destroys other people's families? Don't make excuses for yourself."

Song Yichi raised his head and looked at her. He didn't expect that the warm, kind, and outspoken heart in the past would suddenly become unrecognizable. Just because she loves him deeply too.

For a moment, Song Yichi really wanted to leave everything behind, leave nothing, and go away. He really didn't want to see two women suffering and despairing because of his existence.

"If she is happy and happy now, and the husband and wife are deeply in love, I will never disturb her, but she is not as good as death now, and I must save her, because I have always loved and cherished her so much... Please understand me..."

There was a slight tremor in his last plea, and two rows of hot tears hung down his cheeks.

Song Xinchi was slightly startled, she had never seen him cry, he had always been a strong, brave and responsible man in her heart, but now for another woman, he is soft and fragile like a child, alas! How deep is the emotion to make the tears flow?

This kind of negotiation has no meaning. It is to go or stay, and it is not possible to restore it by manpower.

Song Xinchi turned around and left, she didn't want to see a man whose tears weren't for her.

That night, Song Zheng cooked a table of meals, which was considered a practice for Song Yichi.

Song Xinchi came very late, but she actually bought wine.

The atmosphere at the dining table has been very dull, everyone didn't speak, and they didn't even move their chopsticks, they just sat quietly.

After a while, Song Xinchi opened the wine and gave Song Yichi the first cup. The moment he took the wine glass, he saw tears welling up in her eyes.

The second cup was her father, but she kept half a bottle of wine for herself.

She held up the wine bottle, squeezed out a smile, and her tears trembled in the smile. She said, "Since you want to go, let's go freely, and drink happily tonight, without saying anything or thinking about anything... …"

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her head and "gudugudu" took a few gulps.

Song Yichi wanted to stop her, but Song Zheng waved his hand and said, "Let her drink, so she will feel better."

He sank down, raised his glass, and drank it.

The meal finally came to an end, everyone ate almost nothing, only Xinchi drank too much wine and was a little drunk at the moment.

Song Yichi went upstairs to pack his things, and Xinchi suddenly knocked on the door and staggered against the door.

"Do you want me to help? Men are always clumsy when they do these things." She pulled the clothes from his hand and carefully sorted them out.

He stood beside her and watched. She had done similar things for him in the past. At that time, everything was harmonious and harmonious, and he deservedly enjoyed the thoughtful and attentive care of this sister.

Today, everything feels unfamiliar and unnatural. In the past, she was as gentle as water, calm as a cloud, passionate as fire, happy as a bird. Since she came back from China, her whole person has changed. Maybe he was changing himself, so everything he saw was different.

"She's really pitiful and needs someone like you to protect her..." She said suddenly, her voice so soft that it disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

He glanced at her subconsciously, and she was also looking at him. The two of them were slightly startled, but quickly jumped away from their eyes, each pretending to be nothing.

"That painting is still in China, and Shi Shi will return it to you. It's a pity that you never painted half of it for me..." She was a little sad, and she felt wronged when she thought about it.

This may be his negligence, but it has become her eternal regret.

Song Yichi put away the things in her hands, squatted down, put his hands on her shoulders, and said sincerely: "Listen to me, Xinchi, you are my dearest person at all times. In the past three years, we have I will never forget the affection I have spent together day and night, even if I go back to China, this place will always be my home."

Song Xinchi looked at him quietly, afraid that if he moved, he could not help crying. His palms are warm and powerful, and his eyes are bright and clear, but all these will be in the past, no longer exclusive to her, she can only remember it for a lifetime if she stares deeply at this moment, afraid that one day, there will be nothing left , everything faded.

"I have to go back to China, not only for Qin Yu, but also for my younger brother..." His eyes darkened suddenly, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. "He died, died for me, and died unknown. No, I have to go back and find out the cause of his death, otherwise, I will never forgive myself in this life."

She listened, tears slipping silently.

He wiped away her tears gently, he had let down her sincerity, and let down all the feelings Song Zheng poured into him. No matter where he was in the future, the feelings were still unclear.

"I can't bear... I really can't bear..." She finally couldn't control her emotions and threw herself into his arms.

He patted her gently.

"Can you kiss me once..." she begged in a low voice, heartbreakingly pitiful.

Song Yichi was stunned for a long time, and finally shook his head, "Don't do this, Xinchi, I can't do it."

She pushed him away sharply, and said desperately, "Isn't this a good return?"

He continued to shake his head, the helplessness between his eyebrows deepened.

"You owe our Song family too much, not only a kiss, but a life, how will you pay it back in your life?" She seemed to lose control suddenly.

A kiss can end everything, but he is stingy about not wanting this opportunity, so it's no wonder that she is pressing step by step.

She was right, how could he pay it off completely?

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a fruit knife in the suitcase. He didn't even want to grab it and put the sharp blade straight on his wrist.

Song Xinchi was almost stunned. Seeing Yin Hong's blood flowing down the blade, she couldn't help screaming: "No! No..."

"My father gave me all the skin on my body. If I really want to pay it back, I can only cut it off and pay it back..." He pushed harder and the blade went deeper, and her screams almost broke through the roof and went straight to the sky.

3 I am going to Paris

When Qin Yu went to the old house, Uncle Mao burst into tears, sighed and then quietly retreated to the side, leaving the space for Qin Yu to let her slowly recall and miss.

There are too many memories in the old house. In the first few years, Qiao Jin always accompanied her back here, staying for a whole day, talking endless love words, and talking about the happy and sweet two-person world in the future. They made a promise to never leave each other. Every corner and every place left their footprints and laughter, and even Uncle Mao felt that they were a match made in heaven.

The backyard of the old house is still empty and quiet, Qin Yu remembers that summer, the backyard was full of sunflowers, he and Qiao Jin sat on the ground among the sunflowers as tall as one person, looking at the big golden discs of sunflowers, which were the biggest in this season. Hope, waiting for the autumn to be fruitful.

The sun shines on them through the sunflowers, and the two are leaning against each other, warm and lazy. Qiao Jin is about to graduate from college soon, and he has already received a job offer from Haida. When he told Qin Yu the news, she almost jumped up in surprise. She always thought that Qiao Jin's excellence was a godsend. His admission to Haida meant that the four years of college time were not wasted in vain. Unlike her, he would only be immersed in deep love all the time.

Qin Yu took his body and kissed him lightly on the lips. How could Qiao Jin let her go so easily, the moment she let go, his mouth landed firmly on hers.

The fragrance of sunflowers lingered on the sweetness of their lips, attracting the buzzing of bees.

Today, nothing is grown in the backyard. It has been abandoned for all these years, and it has long lost its former vitality.

Qin Yu lingered for a while and felt a little tired. There was a staircase in the backyard that led directly to the attic. Now, the staircase has been abandoned and the wood has decayed. She looked up at the attic, which should be where she and Qiao Jin spent the most time.

The first time she received a love letter from Qiao Jin, she hid it in a drawer in the attic.

She didn't want to participate in the ball that year, but she was drawn to the ball princess. The teacher and classmates did not agree with her to abstain, so she reluctantly accepted the honor.

The prom princess is a practice that has continued since the establishment of C University. For the 50th year since the establishment of the school, the photos of fifty prom princesses were posted in the most conspicuous place on the school bulletin board, becoming the most dazzling and most eye-catching historical process of C University.

Qin Yu couldn't dance, so the teacher arranged for Qiao Jin to be her dance teacher. At that time, Qiao Jin was very good at dancing and became the most watched figure of the freshman.

That day, they made an appointment to learn dancing in the dance studio after school, but Qin Yu and her classmates went to the cold drink shop outside the school for cold drinks. When she realized that she was an hour late, she thought that the proud, handsome, suave man wouldn't wait patiently in the dance studio, so she went shopping with her classmates until after dark, she Just returned to the bedroom.

As soon as she entered the bedroom door, she saw a figure standing under the dim yellow street lamp. It wasn't until she walked in that she realized that it was Qiao Jin who taught her to dance.

Qiao Jin was obviously angry and stared at her without saying a word.

Qin Yu didn't like this kind of expression very much, but it was just delaying her learning to dance, it wasn't a heinous crime, why did she look at her with such an expression?

At that time, Qin Yu ignored him and continued to walk to the dormitory with his classmates.

Before taking a few steps, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone fiercely, Qin Yu was startled, turned his face to look, saw Qiao Jin blushing, standing behind her, and said a word: "I waited for you three hours, and we have less than three days left for the dance."

Qin Yu was almost fascinated by his eyes, those eyes were like a bright moon in the dark night, dangling in the sky, bright and clear. She has never seen a boy who loves blushing so much, with a certain kind of strong attitude that cannot be rejected in the shame, and when people see it, they can't help but obey him.

He took her to the dance studio, and it was just the two of them in the huge room. The melody lingered in her ears, and his palm was wrapped around her waist, warm and powerful. She couldn't help looking at him, and he patiently taught her dance steps, making her spin with the melody.

That night, he taught very seriously, and she studied very hard. She stepped on his feet a few times, and he didn't even complain, he kept a calm smile on his face.

Three days later, the ball was finally held. Qin Yu, dressed in a white dress, danced in the center of the dance floor accompanied by Qiao Jin, becoming the brightest scene in everyone's eyes.

Since then, she and Qiao Jin have gotten closer and closer, and their love has become an open secret on campus.

After leaving the old house, Qin Yu went to C University. The campus still has strong traces of youth, and there are still couples embracing under the row of perennial green vines. The only thing that has changed is the grassy lawn outside the bedroom, and now there are many teaching buildings.

Qin Yu went to the teaching office. Back then, her teaching assistant was a young and beautiful girl. She had not seen her for three years. She had already married and had a child.

Seeing Qinyu, she was a little surprised. Three years ago, Qinyu suddenly lost her memory and was forced to suspend her studies.

Today, the teaching assistant is relieved to learn from a brief conversation that she is doing as usual.

Before leaving, the teaching assistant handed Qin Yu a form and told her, "If you want to study abroad, this is a good opportunity. With your grades back then, it will not be a problem to go to this school."

Qin Yu took the form. It turned out to be the famous design school in Paris, Jia Si Ditan. Back then, she had a soft spot for this school. If the accident hadn't happened, she would have returned home after her studies.

Qin Yu was a little excited, but soon became calm. After leaving textbooks for so many years, she really has no confidence in herself.

The teaching assistant seemed to see Qin Yu's doubts and said with a smile, "If you are willing, I am willing to counsel you."

This is indeed a good opportunity, if it is missed, I am afraid it will never come again.

"Thank you, I'll go back and think about it."

The teaching assistant didn't force it, but gave Qin Yu an encouraging smile.

Qin Yu suddenly woke up from the dream, except that she was lying on the bed alone, without Song Yichi, and without the chilling knife light.

She dreamed of Song Yichi. He stood on the edge of the cliff and faced countless enemies besieging him. He didn't back down or was timid. He held a sharp knife and faced the enemy step by step.

Countless enemies have driven him to a dead end.

Wind and rain, lightning and thunder. His handsome face was as calm as a statue in the lightning and sword light.

I saw him slam the knife across his neck, laughing wildly in the sky, the laughter shattered the rivers, mountains and rivers, and the earth was in the sky.

In just that moment, the blade pressed into the flesh, and a burst of blood spurted out. He still had a grim smile on his face, turned around, jumped, and jumped into the bottomless abyss...

Qin Yu covered her face, this dream was too real, she could really smell the temperature and salty taste of the blood.

She forced herself to shake her head fiercely, as if she threw this terrifying nightmare out of Jiuzhongtian.

After a long time, she went to the ground with bare feet, opened the tightly covered curtains, and looked at the villa opposite.

It was pitch black, no light, no anger.

Countless nights, she always stared, but her eyes were always dark and full of loss.

She remembered that there was always a thin figure standing at the window. They looked at each other from a distance, but they could feel the temperature of each other's heartbeats.

Now, there is nothing left, and the appearance of that woman takes away all the waiting. She insisted on waiting day after day, but the light in the opposite window never came on again. Her world was a dark night, and even the sun had lost its light.

"Alas..." Even her sigh sounded like the wind in this dark night, whimpering, circling and refusing to leave.

When the first light of dawn penetrated the clouds and hit her face, she suddenly found herself standing like this all night.

The heart is quiet, so quiet that it has never jumped.

She moved her stiff legs, turned around, and a tear fell on the back of her hand.

At breakfast, she said to her parents, "I want to go to Paris..."

The parents raised their suspicious eyes and looked at her.

She smiled at them and said, "I wasted three years. I want to get them back. Only Paris can realize my wish."

The parents were stunned, not knowing how to respond to her.

She still had a soft smile on her face and passed her hand to her parents. The couple quickly grabbed it, and clenched and clenched it with great pity.

"I want to continue my studies and be a great designer in the future, Dad, Mom, you'll support me, right?" she asked so heartbreakingly.

Shen Jiajun smiled with tears in his eyes. He said, "We have no reason not to support you. Your wish is also my and your mother's wish!"

Le Pei also looked excited, but she was really reluctant to let her daughter go so far. She said sadly, "Otherwise, I'll go with you. If you're not by my side, I'll lose sleep."

Qin Yu shook his mother's hand, some coquettish, some seriously said: "Mom, I should be independent, you have been with me for three years, don't you think I'm annoying?"

Le Pei lightly hit her daughter's hand and said, "It's not annoying to keep you for the rest of your life."

"Okay, okay." Shen Jiajun hurriedly made a round of the game. "Now, we have to start preparations, visas, and documents to the school. You two are tired of spending time together!"

Hearing this, Le Pei's smile was much brighter than before, but Qin Yu restrained his smile and said solemnly, "The school over there has already replied to me, and now I will wait for the visa to be issued, which is about a few days."

For a moment, the whole room fell silent. Tears welled up in Le Pei's eyes at the thought of her daughter leaving him soon.

"Why are you in such a hurry, how reluctant you are to stay by Mom's side!"

Qin Yu felt distressed, and hurriedly hugged her mother, kissed her, and coaxed her: "Two and a half years will pass soon, don't worry, I will take good care of myself, when I come back, count my hair. , Weigh my weight and make sure I have a lot of it and not lose a pound."

How could Le Pei bear this, his heart ached for a while, and he cried even more.

In a blink of an eye, the day when Qin Yu went to Paris came.

Early in the morning, Le Pei began to work on the greens, and he had to bring this one, and that one, which made Qin Yu cry and laugh, and frequently asked his father for help.

Shen Jiajun complained that Le Pei was doing a disservice to him. When he got there, he had everything there. With so many things, he couldn't pass the security check or get on the plane. By then, the trouble would be really big.

Le Pei said in a fit of anger that he didn't care, he didn't know where he was going to live there.

Qin Yu and Shen Jiajun really want to cry now!

The whole morning passed like this, and before going out, Le Pei suddenly changed his mind and said with a bitter face: "I won't go to the airport, I can't bear this kind of scene the most, lest I I temporarily changed my mind and pulled you back."

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, and the mother who travels thousands of miles is worried, mother, mother! Do you know that your daughter has grown up, and the wind and rain outside will always be experienced before you know that your arms are the warmest harbor in the world!

At the moment, Shen Jiajun decided to drive Qin Yu to the airport by himself.

Before leaving, Le Pei refused to let go of her daughter's hand through the car window. The pain of parting can only be unforgettable after experiencing it.

Le Pei followed the car and ran far away, until she could no longer see the car, she wiped her tears and walked back.

In the empty house, Le Pei became more upset the more he sat. She wanted to find something to do, but when she mentioned this and forgot that, she was always absent-minded, doing something wrong. She smiled bitterly and said to herself: "Forget it, there is no separation, where is the reunion, reunion will always make people happy!"

She took a deep breath, finally being able to calm down.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and she was startled. Could it be that Qin Yu was reluctant to leave her and came back halfway?

She excitedly rushed to open the door, but as soon as the door opened, she was stunned, because the person standing in front of her was not Qin Yu, not Shen Jiajun, but the man who made her daughter heartbroken - Song Yichi.

She didn't say anything and closed the door hard. But the door was pushed open again by his hand, and he said eagerly, "I want to see Qinyu, please, let me see her!"

"She doesn't want to see you." Le Pei said coldly, "Since that inexplicable woman left, my Qin Yu has collapsed. Now, she finally regained her strength. I beg you, don't disturb her again. okay?"

Song Yichi seems to have a thousand words, but how can he start over to eliminate his prejudice? He didn't even think about it, he stepped forward and rushed in.

Le Pei grabbed her and pulled her out with all his strength, but he didn't move, she was exhausted.

For a long time, the two of them calmed down and stood there, not knowing how to behave.

"I'll explain it to you. I just want to see Qinyu and tell her how I went through all the hardships to come back..." Song Yichi's face was full of uncontrollable excitement, and he spoke with sincerity and emotion.

After hesitating for a long time, Le Pei finally couldn't hold back and told him: "You are late, Qin Yu's flight in the afternoon, she is going to Paris..."

Before he finished speaking, I saw him flying away, and the person had disappeared.

Le Pei shook his head and muttered to himself, "It's not that enemies don't get together!"

4 please leave me

At the airport where people come and go, Song Yichi is in a hurry, looking around, how much he hopes that in the next second, Qin Yu will be standing in front of him!

He went round and round in the hall, but the petite figure did not appear. He hurried to ask the information desk, the boarding time in Paris was coming soon.

He was sweating and looked around, except for people coming and going.

At the boarding gate, Qin Yu said goodbye to her father, who stopped her and gave her a long and powerful hug.

"Take care of yourself, call often, don't force yourself, if you can't, come back." Her father's advice sounded so warm, like a ray of warm afternoon sun, lingering around her.

She nodded on his shoulder, "you and mom should be fine too. When I come back, I won't go anywhere, just stay by your side."

What a beautiful expectation, but in the next second it became the most painful wave of farewell.

If I should stay, I would only be in your way. SoI'llgo, but I know

I'll think of you ev'ry step of the way. And I will always love you. I will always love you. you my darling you hmm

A familiar melodious melody came from the radio at the airport, and she froze for a moment.

"So I will always love you! I will always love you, you, my dear you." She read the lyrics silently, tears welling in her eyes.

"Miss Shen Qinyu who heard this song, please stop boarding preparations immediately. You have lost an important item. Please contact the security personnel immediately." There was a gentle and clear female voice on the radio, and she really heard it. , is calling her name.

Shen Jiajun heard it too, looked at Qin Yu puzzled, and asked, "What have we lost?"

Qin Yu was stunned, the smile on his face became more and more obvious, and finally, even the tears became blooming petals, crystal and delicate.

"I lost my soul, my mind, and all the beliefs that could keep me alive... Now, he helped me pick it up, and I'm going to find him..."

Shen Jiajun watched helplessly as his daughter ran out of the boarding gate, and he hurriedly followed, but in the next second, he saw his daughter hugging Song Yichi tightly.

"You can't go anywhere, my baby, if I'm here, I'll be your whole world..." His whole face was buried in her soft and silky hair, and the fragrance he smelled was the one he'd smelled in his life The most beautiful taste ever.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just by your side, with you, there is no whole world in my eyes..." She hugged him tightly, rubbing his thick hair, every trace of it was for her Miss and love.

When the figure of Qin Yu appeared in Le Pei's eyes, she knew that this love had finally come to an end.

Everything came so suddenly, everything came like a dream. It was not until Song Yichi's kiss was real and wrapped around her tenderly and sweetly that she woke up like a dream. It turned out that he never left, he has always been there, but they walked a long way before entering each other's world.

On that day, they were stuck together like this, and neither of them wanted to let go of each other's hands. They waited for this day for as long as a century, and would they want to separate again?

He accompanied her to the Silver Lake, and the sparkling lake was still beautiful, just like the day when she carefully copied for her that day, even the wind showed a hint of sweetness.

He accompanied him to a street cafe, where there were still the smiling faces of the students and the shoulders leaning against each other.

He accompanied her to the old house. Uncle Mao was so excited that he took them to see every brick, tree, flower and grass of the old house. At night, they sat on the floor of the attic and looked up at the stars in the sky, each of which was bright and heart-warming. He told her that the brightest thing was the heart that he loved her, which was always bright.

In the end, he accompanied her to the top of the mountain. The wind was strong and soft, and even the layers of tree shadows seemed to have been gently washed by water. She leaned against his arms and looked at the ruins, for a long time, for a long time, she asked quietly, "Are you afraid that day?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I'll lose you from now on, I'm afraid that I'll never be able to take care of you, love you, I'm afraid I'll never be able to kiss you again, I'll never be able to hug you again..." His voice was soft like a feather, softly sliding Passing through her heart, it brought itchiness and numbness.

She smiled, with tears in her eyes.

"I can still live and hold you in my arms again. I'm very satisfied. The disaster that day was just a rebirth. Let me love you again." He kissed her slightly hot cheek, a little bit, a trace, So obsessed.

"Should I love Qiao Jin, or should I love Song Yichi?" She pressed her hand against his lips, her pupils shining crystal clear.

"You are so lovely, you deserve more love, whether it's Qiao Jin or Song Yichi, put it all into your heart, let them love you, love you, spoil you, and make you the happiest woman in the world ."

After he finished speaking, he bowed his head and gave a hot kiss. She catered to her contentedly, releasing all the emotions and excitement in her heart.

On this day, he took her to the gallery, and the new plaque was named after her. The two words "Qin Yu" were so bright that even the sun was obscured.

The interior has a new look, red and gold echoing each other, replacing the previous gray tones, and everything looks so vibrant.

She saw the portrait of herself hanging in the center at a glance, and he reframed it. It was crystal, crystal clear, against the waves, against the breeze, against her white dress, black hair on one shoulder, the whole picture The temperament is like a fairyland, elegant and refined, and there is no room for any flaws.

She smiled at him happily, pursed her lips complacently, and said, "You just spoil me, I will be spoiled by you."

He immediately took her by the shoulders, also with a proud look, and said, "I would like to have such a beautiful woman in my arms, and I would rather spoil you to the point of being lawless."

She arched into his arms, content and delighted.

It was also in this gallery that day. That woman almost shattered all her hopes. She thought it was all over. She was disheartened and felt that Haicheng had no more love. If she stayed, she would have a sad past. Better to leave, better to leave.

For a long time, Song Yichi couldn't get Qin Yu's response, so he lowered his head and asked her, "What are you thinking? Why don't you speak?"

"I miss that woman..."

"You mean Xinchi?"

"Ok..."

"Why do you suddenly think of her?" He pushed her up and made her look directly at him. "Remember, no matter who or what, nothing can stop us from being together."

She believed in him, and it was the best promise to her that he could stand in front of her at this moment.

She threw herself into his arms again, and the temperature there made her fascinated for a lifetime.

Suddenly, a figure flashed outside the window, and she clearly saw that face, as gloomy as the gray and lead-filled sky before the rainstorm.

"Shi Hang!" She blurted out, quickly leaving his embrace and rushing out the door.

In addition to the cars coming and going outside the door, the tall and thin figure has long since disappeared.

Song Yichi gently stood beside her and patted her shoulder, "You're wrong."

She turned and looked up at him with anxiety on her face, "It's him, he stared at us for a long time, as if..." She was thinking hard, thinking about something that happened a long time ago.

Suddenly, her pupils dilated, showing a surprised look, not sure, but she said firmly: "That day, before the fire started, I also saw these identical eyes, yes! I saw it!"

Song Yichi grabbed her shoulder and asked expectantly, "Did you really see clearly? Is it Shi Hang?"

She nodded desperately, her eyes filled with endless fear and sadness.

"He set the fire?" he muttered to himself.

"Will he? Will he even burn me to death?" She shed tears nervously. She always thought that the gentle and elegant Shi Hang was the most sorry person in her life. Unexpectedly, three years ago, he was the first to forgive her. .

The world, the world! How can you be so tormenting, how can you be so devastating to people?

5 But on my mind

Song Yichi showed Qin Yu the video left by Qiao An. After seeing it, Qin Yu was silent for a long time.

He didn't disturb her, and looked at her quietly.

There were countless huge waves in her heart, layer upon layer, which caused unbearable pain in her internal organs. In the end, she cried, crying so sadly, so desperately, and a little bit unbearable.

She couldn't bear to believe that it was all related to Shi Hang, and that he would kill someone's life with his own hands. There had never been a moment when her feelings towards Shi Hang were so complicated and disturbed that she was in pain to the bone.

She stood up silently and walked out, Song Yichi following behind her, carefully accompanying her.

Suddenly, she turned around and faced him, with tears streaming down her face and emotion.

"Don't follow me, I want to be alone..."

Song Yichi looked at her worriedly. This video was a fatal blow to her, and he regretted letting her watch it.

"The grievances between the three of us are too complicated and tangled. I can't bear it anymore, let me be quiet!" She said so pitifully, how could he bear not to agree.

"I'll take you back..."

She shook her head, said nothing, turned and walked out.

When Qin Yu got home, he threw himself into the bed without even turning on the light. She stared at the dark ceiling without blinking, as if she had lost her soul and thought.

Shi Hang came to their house at the age of ten, and since then she has more playmates and a little brother.

At that time, she and Shi Shi were both rushing to play with him. She trusted him and depended on him. She always felt that no one would dare to bully her if there was a boy around. She regards him as her protector and her general. As long as someone offends her, she will definitely let him speak for her. Facts have proved that he does protect her and guard her all the time.

In junior high school, a boy handed her a note, and she went to him with a blushing face. He was like a threatening little lion, blocking the guy in the alley, punching and kicking until the guy Kneel down and beg for mercy. From that moment on, she admired and respected him, he was like a warrior, protecting her princess.

But she did not regard herself as his princess, and the Prince Charming in her heart was definitely not Shi Hang.

She didn't know until she met Qiao Jin that the person she was waiting for finally appeared.

At that time, Shi Hang was already working part-time and studying, and he was so busy every day that he was embarrassed. And her girlish feelings are always bewitched by mythical scenes, making her yearn for that person to appear like a god in her fantasy dream.

Qiao Jin fits all her girlish thoughts. He is handsome, tall and straight, flowers can bloom when he smiles, and a spring breeze blows when he moves. He was the object of the admiration of many girls in the school, and only she was the one jasmine that caught his eye and entered his heart. It was small, but pure and white.

When Shi Hang first heard that she had a boyfriend, she still remembered the deep loss in his eyes. That night, he drank, and when she helped him, his hand hurt so much that she almost cried.

Shi Hang saw Qiao Jin for the first time. He was wearing the work clothes of a repair shop, lying under the car, and said to them standing beside him, "Give me the wrench."

Qiao Jin handed it to him, he took it, but was stunned, and then climbed out from the bottom of the car. At that moment, his face was full of embarrassment, shame and inferiority. He didn't even dare to hold the hand that Qiao Jin stretched out, for fear of contaminating his tender and slender hand.

It was Qiao Jin's first visit to Shen's house, and Shi Hang deliberately came late. Although he changed into clean and fresh clothes, the smell of engine oil mixed with gasoline was still coming out from time to time.

Since then, Shi Hang has offered to move out to live. First, it is convenient for work, and second, it is also away from school. In fact, the main reason is that he does not want to appear in front of Qiao Jin in an embarrassing image. In that case, he will more and more inferior.

When she told him that her parents had promised to hold a wedding for them after graduating from college, he frowned, and his fingers clenching the corners of his clothes dipped deep into the skin. Later, he found out that there was blood. Naturally, she didn't know about it.

What she didn't know was far more than that. Maybe since she gradually ignored him, the unguessed affection between them had begun to change, making the two of them more and more unfamiliar and estranged. Until after the fire, she unexpectedly remembered him, and he eventually became Qiao Jin's substitute, living by her side and becoming the person she relied on most.

All the misfortunes are caused by her alone. She can't blame anyone, she can't wait for anyone, she must bear it alone.

She couldn't lie down any longer. She wanted to see Shi Hang, and what she owed him would be returned to him, and what she owed to Qiao Jin would also be returned to Qiao Jin.

But, what did she take back? Can the wounds be healed? Will the tragic past be reversed?

The wind outside came in from the open window. She got up and went to close the window. There was a figure standing in the opposite window. She stood quietly and looked away from him across the long dark night...

The next day, a high-pitched siren woke her from her sleep. She thought she was dreaming again, but woke up the next second. The siren was not far away, clear and neighing.

She opened the window, and on the path opposite the villa, there was a car with flashing police lights parked. A figure flashed and flashed past, watching the police car slowly back away.

Before she could think, she ran out of the bedroom barefoot.

Pushing open the door, she ran towards the direction of the motorway, followed by her parents who were all nervous for unknown reasons.

The police car came oncoming, and the harsh siren kept screaming, and the sound pierced Qin Yu's body and twitched.

She opened her arms to stop the police car, and the policeman stuck his head out, berating her for not obstructing official business and getting out of the way.

She didn't listen and asked the police officer to open the back door. She had something to say to the people in the car.

Where are the police officers? Get out of the car and drag her to the side of the road.

Someone in the trunk patted the window, and she could see clearly that it was Song Yichi.

Desperately, she rushed out of the policeman's restraint, rushed up, and tried to hold his hand through the window. He smiled at her and shook his head.

She burst into tears, why was she suddenly taken away by the police? What did he do wrong? Is it wrong?

The parents stopped Qin Yu in time, and the police got into the car and restarted the car.

The car drove away, and he kept smiling at her from the window, all the time, all the time...

It took a day for Shen Jiajun to ask an acquaintance to find out that Song Yichi was sued, but he was still accused of murder.

how is this possible? Did he kill? There must be a mistake, it must be.

Qin Yu was so excited that she couldn't help herself, she begged her father to take her to the police station, he must have been wronged.

Before they could go out, the police came to the door and wanted to take Qin Yu and Shen Jiajun to the police station for questioning.

When the father and daughter sat in the interrogation room of the police station and looked at the unselfish expressions of the police, they vaguely felt that the matter was not so simple.

The police are ready to start questioning.

"What's your relationship with the suspect Song Yichi?"

"He can't kill!" Qin Yu blurted out.

"I ask you, what is your relationship with Song Yichi?"

She was silent for a moment before she said, "Girlfriend and girlfriend."

"The information says that you are a married person, you and him..."

"They are legitimate boyfriends and girlfriends..." Shen Jiajun added in time, but was mercilessly interrupted by the police.

"Do you know that he has another identity?"

Qin Yu and Shen Jiajun looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

"What does his real identity have to do with you?"

"Couple relationship." She no longer hesitated and replied firmly.

"Do you know his work, life, social life, etc. in Korea?"

Qin Yu shook his head, but added: "He is a painter, how can a person who engages in art be a murderer?"

The police officer glared at her and said coldly, "As far as we know, he lived in South Korea as Song Yichi for three years, so where is the real Song Yichi?"

The father and daughter shook their heads frequently, which was indeed a problem.

"Okay, if there is any need, we will contact you again, and you can go."

Is this the end of the question? Do these questions have anything to do with whether he is a murderer? Qin Yu was in a daze, but fortunately, fortunately, he was only suspicious at the moment. As long as South Korea can prove it, there will still be a turnaround. At the moment, the father and daughter decided to contact Mr. Song Zheng who was far away in South Korea as soon as possible.