“…”

Lin Zhanyan is messy.

Ji Shenzhi? Her ex-boyfriend?

"Who told you?" She looked at Song Zichen in confusion, "How could you think Ji Shenzhi is my ex-boyfriend?"

"He..." Song Zichen suddenly realized that he had made a mistake at some point and tried to change the topic, "Can he be your ex-boyfriend?"

What kind of weird question is this?

Lin Zhanyan did not ask back and replied coldly: "Of course not. If he were my ex-boyfriend, I would have died with him long ago."

"...Diet together?" Song Zichen continued to divert Lin Zhanyan's attention, "This does not fit your style."

According to Lin Zhanyan's style, she should have pushed Ji Shenzhi off the cliff with a smile.

She would not do something like losing both sides.

"It doesn't fit my style..." Lin Zhanyan pursed her lips, "But I can't beat Ji Shenzhi..."

Ji Shenzhi and Song Zichen are different.

No matter how much Song Zichen shouted at her, she knew that he wouldn't really do anything to her.

Ji Shenzhi?

He never shouts at the target, usually fights directly or...

"This Ji Shenzhi..." Song Zichen was curious about the relationship between Ji Shenzhi and Lin Zhanyan, and was not convenient to ask directly. He remembered that Lin Zhanyan had just mentioned her cousin and asked around the bush, "What is his relationship with your cousin?"

"My cousin's ex-boyfriend." Lin Zhanyan realized something was wrong now, "You screamed Ji Shenzhi so easily. Do you know him?"

Song Zichen turned his head aside in humiliation, "I don't know." However, he had already investigated Ji Shenzhi and knew Ji Shenzhi as if he were right.

"Then why are you..." Lin Zhanyan became more and more confused as she asked.

Song Zichen said reluctantly: "Jiayan asked me to investigate Ji Shenzhi. When he told me, he deliberately misled me, making me think Ji Shenzhi was your ex-boyfriend..."

Lin Zhanyan couldn't imagine that scene, "Is Ye Jiayan so black-bellied?"

"Hmph!" Song Zichen wished he could turn his head to 180 degrees, "He is not a good person, you will know in the future!"

"He also said you are not a good person." Lin Zhanyan asked in confusion, "Are you really friends?" She had never seen a friend who was so keen on each other.

"You can question Ye Jiayan's character, but you can't question our friendship." Song Zichen said, "This is how friendship between men."

"..." Lin Zhanyan could only sigh that she really didn't understand men.

Blocking Lin Zhanyan's mouth, Song Zichen also breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Do you want to stay in S City for one day or go back to the crew?"

“…”

Lin Zhanyan couldn't make up for a moment.

She wanted to go back to the crew, but she was also worried about Su Xueluo.

Ji Shenzhi's voice on the phone sounded a little weak, and Xue Luo would definitely feel soft when he heard it.

She was worried that Xue Luo would go to see that bastard Ji Shenzhi alone...

Song Zichen glanced at Lin Zhanyan, as if she knew what she was struggling with, and said, "Your scene has not started filming yet, so it's easy for you to take a leave."

Lin Zhanyan knew, but she thought about it and said, "I'll go back to the crew."

Song Zichen was a little surprised, "Are you sure?"

"Um!"

Lin Zhanyan looked out the car window and thought silently that she believed in Su Xueluo.

Eight years ago, Su Xueluo could already be as calm and rational as an adult.

Today, facing Ji Shenzhi, a man who once hurt her, she can definitely make a choice calmly.

As for what Su Xueluo's choice would be, she couldn't say it...

When Lin Zhanyan came to her senses, she found that Song Zichen's car had started.

She was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "Where are you going to take me?"

"Aren't you going back to the crew? You're going to take you to the high-speed rail station." Song Zichen said, "Unless you change your mind."

Since the incident occurred at home, Lin Zhanyan has become accustomed to doing everything by herself. When she first heard that Song Zichen wanted to take her to the station, she was a little uncomfortable.

She could only try to make herself look natural, as if she was not uncomfortable with Song Zichen's kindness at all.

The hospital is less than an hour and a half drive from the high-speed rail station.

When he arrived at the entrance of the high-speed rail station, Lin Zhanyan unbuttoned his seat belt, "Thank you. I'm leaving."

"Wait a moment."

Song Zichen's voice stopped Lin Zhanyan from getting out of the car. She turned around and looked at Song Zichen in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Well! I just want to tell you that if you have anything to do on the set, you can just look for my uncle." Song Zichen changed his tone and said the second half, "He seems to like you very much."

"Well, I think Director Chen likes me very much!" Lin Zhanyan asked, "Is there anything else?"

“…”

Song Zichen is fine, but he really wants to ask Lin Zhanyan if he can be more modest?

Will you die if you are not so proud?

Lin Zhanyan waited for a while, and saw that Song Zichen was not speaking, and said to himself: "It seems that you have nothing to do, so I'll leave, bye!"

Before Song Zichen could react, Lin Zhanyan had disappeared.

He looked at the entrance and exit of the station and suddenly felt a little dazed.

At this time, the assistant sent a message asking him where he was and would he still go back to the company today?

He said nothing, stepped on the accelerator, and asked the car to take him to a place he had been to countless times in the past decade.

Nursing homes are expensive because they are hired for professionals and can give the best care of patients.

It is said that from doctors to aunts who take care of patients, everyone earns a lot of money.

Despite this, Song Zichen still gave the nursing staff responsible for taking care of his mother an extra month.

All he can do for his mentally broken mother is this.

During lunch break, the entire sanatorium was very quiet. Song Zichen walked through the garden and walked towards his mother's room.

Next to the light blue door, a milky white sign hung with Chen Sulan on it.

Song Zichen pushed open the door and went in. He saw that his mother was already asleep. The nurse was lying on the bed beside him.

The nurse was very alert. She sat up as soon as she heard the sound. When she saw it was Song Zichen, she whispered: "Mr. Song, your mother just fell asleep."

Song Zichen nodded and said, "Auntie, go and have a rest, I'll guard it."

The aunt knew Song Zichen and stayed for a long time. He usually asked her to rest during this half day.

However, she was not very relieved.

Chen Sulan has been treated for more than ten years and has achieved little results. She still often regards Song Zichen as her husband who has let her down.

Perhaps it is because he is too resentful to Song Fenglin. Once Chen Sulan admits the mistake of Song Zichen, he usually beats Song Zichen hard, and scolds the unfaithful man while beating him.

Song Zichen did not hide himself, nor did he let the people around him stop him, making Chen Sulan tired and unable to fight.

At first, my aunt felt sorry for Chen Sulan’s experience, but now she felt more sorry for Song Zichen.

A fifteen-year-old child, his mother was mentally broken and his father never went home. Fortunately, he grew up to be a healthy and handsome adult.

Song Zichen saw the aunt's hesitation and signaled her to rest assured, saying, "I want to spend time with my mother."

The aunt nodded and went back to her dormitory.

Song Zichen sat on the sofa and wanted to do something for his mother, but found that there was really nothing to do.

The aunt was very responsible and took care of everything about her mother very well.

He turned off his cell phone, sat on the sofa and napped, and soon fell asleep.

I don’t know how long I slept, but someone called his name softly:

"Zichen, Zichen?"

Even in the hazy dimness, Song Zichen remembered that the owner of this voice had not called him like this for a long time.

He opened his eyes and saw his mother standing in front of the sofa, squinting and smiling at him.

His eyes turned red, "Mom..."

"Have you woke up?" Chen Sulan reached out and touched Song Zichen's face, "You seem to be very tired. Are you very busy with work during this period?"

Song Zichen's eyes heated up, and a few tears burst out from his eyes without warning.

This is a dream, he knows.

He wanted to immerse himself in this dream and never wake up again.
To be continued...