The stove where the sweet potatoes were roasted on the side of the road was wafting light smoke outside, and the air was filled with the scent of freshly baked buns.
The sun leaped on Su Qingyu’s bright face, everything was just right, so that she could love this broken world again.
Qin Ou chattered in his ears, talking about interesting things in the past, and occasionally talking about one or two things in the Zhou Zi Period, Qin Ou’s face still flashed with a touch of loss.
Su Qingyu patted her on the shoulder, “Gull……”
Qin Ou quickly raised a smile, “It’s okay, I’m not as fragile as you think. I’ve been busy during this time, busy signing orders, busy adapting to a new company, busy getting closer to colleagues, and busy making myself better.”
“I originally thought I would be very sad, but these sorrows have long been wiped out in the trivial things of life. Even the things I thought I would never forget in my life have long been forgotten in the days when I never forgot.”
Qin Ou took Su Qingyu’s hand, “Xiao Yu, I believe you can also come out, give yourself a little time, you deserve the best of everything.””
“Well, I believe it too.”
Su Qingyu walked to the flower shop to the side and bought two bunches of flowers, one bunch was handed to Qin Ou, and the two bunches of beautiful flowers touched each other in the air.
“To our beautiful lives.”
Su Qingyu did a review under the doctor arranged by Lin Yan, and when he returned home, he put the flowers in a vase.
She smiled at the beautiful bouquet.
From then on, the flowers were given to him, and he stepped on the flowers to freedom.
As a result, it took twenty-eight hours to come out. Su Qingyu slept soundly that night, and there was no more black sea engulfing her in her dreams.
She saw a child walking towards her in a thicket of flowers, putting the garland in her hand on her head.
“Mom, you have to be happy.”
Su Qingyu hugged the child, but met Li Qingchen’s big eyes.
The dream came to an abrupt end. Su Qingyu saw the sunlight outside the window and smiled helplessly. Why did he dream of that child again?
Pulling the curtains to the maximum, she stretched out her fingers to touch the light that fell in.
It turns out that when your heart is warm, the sun is also warm.
After packing up, she went to the company and started a new journey.
In the lobby of the company, she saw Li Tingchen, who was touted by the stars, in stark contrast to her alone.
Like many staff members, she saluted him, “Mr. Li.”
He just nodded, then looked away and passed her blankly.