บท 968: Song Qingchun's Su Zhinian and Su Zhinian's Song Qingchun (20)

Song Qingchun could picture the scene in her mind. At the time, she had been really pissed, but now, in retrospect, it had become such a cute memory. With tears glistening in her eyes, she mock-pouted and grumbled, "He's right; I could feel my bones breaking then."

The group of friends who sat quietly listening to their story were tickled into laughter by this little complaint. Kay Tze's song continued amid the laughter. "Time is a roadside thief. That sleeve under the umbrella and that face that is awaiting for an answer. How much happiness has turned into loneliness in the end?"

Song Qingchun stopped joking, blinked twice, and spoke into the microphone. "However, in spite of that initial hiccup, our relationship continued to improve. Even though his mood fluctuated like the weather, when I was stuck at the airport that one night and had no way of going home, it was he who rushed to fetch me.