Chapter 61 061 He is not the third party.

Tang Sijia met the intern colleague who had sent her back before at the gate of the community.

Since the internship period officially ended in March, he was embarrassed to ask for leave. Tang Sijia specifically asked him if he needed to go back early to celebrate the festival. The other party's eyes lit up and nodded quickly.

Seeing her at this time, the man excitedly waved to her and said hello.

Tang Sijia also smiled and said "Happy Chinese New Year" to the other party, and exchanged a few more pleasantries before turning around and walking towards the community.

Then she was startled by Shi Chuan who suddenly appeared behind her. He was looking at her quietly. After meeting her sight, he pursed his lips and walked forward, took her bag, and took her hand.

"Why did you come out?" Tang Sijia was puzzled.

"Didn't you say you were going to buy New Year's goods after work?" Shi Chuan said in a muffled voice, glancing at the direction the intern left, "That person..."

"Huh?"

"He was the one who sent you home last time," Shi Chuan added, "the time you were drunk."

"Yes." Tang Sijia nodded, "He's a new employee in the company, and he's very enthusiastic."

Shi Chuan lowered his eyelids, still looking dull.

"He already has a girlfriend. They've been together since sophomore year, and they just got engaged this year." Tang Sijia also heard this from the gossips of the office people.

Shi Chuan's eyes lit up, and he held her hand, as if nothing had happened: "Yeah, that's good."

"I just want to thank him."

Tang Sijia: "..."

The two walked towards the nearby supermarket together. The supermarket was playing festive songs as in previous years, and there were bustling crowds everywhere.

It was lively and full of fireworks.

Tang Sijia walked in the crowd. The boy next to her pushed a shopping cart and held her hand with his other hand. He inadvertently held her fingers tightly, silently blocking most of the crowd for her.

Tang Sijia looked down at the memo on her phone, picking out the list of New Year's goods she had sorted out before. A message popped up on WeChat from a colleague wishing her a happy Chinese New Year. Tang Sijia clicked on it and replied with a blessing, but when she saw the circle of friends logo, she thought of something.

"By the way," Tang Sijia looked at Shi Chuan, who almost immediately looked at her, "You don't seem to post on the circle of friends very often."

Tang Sijia asked calmly.

Shi Chuan's face changed slightly, and he pursed his lips. He wanted to nod in response, but then he remembered what he had said before, "I won't lie to her anymore."

But he said that he would not disturb her and Song Xiuren.

If she knew the little tricks he used, she would be angry.

For the first time, Shi Chuan felt that his brain capacity was not enough. He was frozen for a while, and then he changed the subject slightly deliberately: "You like fish dumplings, I will make them for you when I go back."

Tang Sijia looked at his trembling eyelashes, couldn't help but bend his lower lip, and soon returned to normal: "Okay."

When the two returned home with large and small bags of New Year's goods, more than an hour had passed.

Shi Chuan put the ingredients into the kitchen with great interest, and took out the Spring Festival couplets. The two of them posted them on the two opposite entrance doors together.

The bright red and clichéd small lanterns hung in front of the door really had a festive atmosphere.

That night, they made dumplings together, cooked New Year's Eve dinner together, and after eating, they nestled on the sofa, accompanied by the background sound of the Spring Festival Gala, sitting quietly, looking at the lights of thousands of homes outside the window.

Shi Chuan specially sent a circle of friends and brought it to her to prove his "innocence".

Perhaps it was because the night was too beautiful tonight, Tang Sijia did not expose his "scheming" after all.

When the countdown began, a light snow suddenly fell outside the window. Tang Sijia ran to the window, half-opened it, and looked at the buildings in the distance and the snowflakes flying...

Her heart was beating in her chest. It was a cold winter night, but she felt an unprecedented warmth.

At this moment, Tang Sijia realized that she finally began to feel a sense of belonging to this world and this city again.

"Sister." Someone called her softly behind her.

Tang Sijia turned around and saw Shi Chuan looking at her anxiously.

"What's wrong?"

Shi Chuan shook his head. He didn't say anything. Just now, when he looked at her standing in front of the window, for a moment, he felt as if he was blocked by her. It wasn't

until she turned around and her eyes began to reflect his figure that the panic gradually disappeared.

He slowly walked forward and gently stroked her cheek.

The two of them unconsciously approached their lips, their breaths entangled with each other, their lips quietly pressed against each other, gently rolling and sucking...

Then, a mobile phone rang.

Tang Sijia suddenly came back to his senses, paused, cleared his throat, walked to the coffee table and picked up his phone.

It was a video invitation from Song He.

Tang Sijia thought about it and answered the video.

"Sister, Happy New Year!" Song He's cheerful smile soon appeared on the screen, and his voice was joyful.

Shi Chuan's body stiffened.

Tang Sijia was infected by Song He's smile, and couldn't help but smile: "Happy New Year."

"Sister, I can finally eat sweets today!" Song He said proudly, "The doctor said that my body has recovered very well, and there is still half a year, and my cognition and memory will no longer be affected by discomfort..."

Tang Sijia listened to Song He talking about those good news, and was really happy for him.

"By the way, big brother is next to you!" Song He turned over the phone, and a familiar figure was sitting on the sofa in a black casual sweater. When he saw the camera pointed at him, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently, looking at the woman on the screen, his eyes were a little more unnoticeable soft: "Sijia, Happy New Year."

Shi Chuan listened to the familiar voice, his body tensed, and his hands hanging by his side couldn't help but clenched.

He wanted to step forward and appear in her camera, so that the people on the other side would know that he was by her side on such a holiday.

But he couldn't.

Once he faced Song Xiuren, he was the one who couldn't stand the light.

Tang Sijia also whispered "Happy New Year", and Song He turned the camera back. The two said a few more words before ending the call.

Tang Sijia put the phone on the coffee table, turned around, and her eyes suddenly darkened.

Shi Chuan pressed against her body with great momentum and kissed her.

But when it landed on her lips, it was like a butterfly falling, suddenly gentle.

Shi Chuan hated the two brothers of the Song family.

One of them called "sister" who only he could call, and the other had the identity of her "real boyfriend".

And he... at this time, he could only avoid it and act as a shameless third party.

After a brief surprise, Tang Sijia gradually reacted, looking at the boy who was close at hand, and looked into his red eyes at a glance.

Tang Sijia was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had calmed down a long time ago. He was about to confess that he was not with Song Xiuren, but he only had time to say the word "Shichuan" before the rest of the words disappeared suddenly.

Shi Chuan sucked her earlobe gently, teasing her sensitive part a little bit, and then slowly moved down to the artery on the side of her neck...

Something was stirring, and what she wanted to say was instantly thrown behind her mind.

Unconsciously, the location had changed from the window to the bedroom. Under the warm light, clothes fell to the ground one by one.

The hand that she had seen countless times but still couldn't help being attracted to, little by little, brushed across her eyebrows, nose, lips... With a bit of deliberate temptation, it continued to move down, stirring the familiar sound.

Everything happened naturally. On the first day of the Spring Festival, they couldn't sleep all night.

In fact, it was not just the first day.

During the entire Spring Festival holiday, they would do what they should do every day of the Spring Festival like all the families in this city during the day.

Then at night, they had each other without restraint.

In this not-so-spacious bedroom, half of the space on the big bed was always empty.

This was a holiday filled with pleasure and trembling.

So much so that when the holiday was over and Shi Chuan returned to the company, because of this short separation, his heart fell into a huge emptiness and panic.

He had to keep sending messages to Tang Sijia, and only when he saw her reply could he barely calm down his anxiety, but it wouldn't be long before the anxiety would grow again.

Shi Chuan looked at his phone again. Perhaps his messages were too frequent and she was too lazy to reply. The last reply was "working" an hour ago.

Shi Chuan couldn't help but tap the desktop anxiously, and the phone finally rang.

He turned on the screen almost immediately, but when he saw William's name, his eyes suddenly darkened.

William sent a video link and a sentence: [Can you rest assured now? ]

Shi Chuan frowned and clicked on the video.

The video was a business gossip, and the protagonist was Song Xiuren, the president of Phantom Technology.

The content was that someone photographed him and his mother abroad two days ago, meeting the daughter of a company together, and it seemed that the two families had plans for marriage.

The first thought that came to Shi Chuan's mind was a secret joy.

But after the secret joy, his face gradually calmed down.

Song Xiuren... He and Tang Sijia had obviously reconciled, so why did he meet other women? Why didn't he tell his mother that he already had a girlfriend?

Was it because he was abroad and she couldn't see him, so he was so dishonest?

Shi Chuan's hands were unconsciously clenched, and his chest was gradually filled with an unspeakable anger.

And this anger reached its peak when he returned home and saw Tang Sijia, who was completely unaware of the situation.

That night, after having dinner as if nothing had happened, Shi Chuan sent a message to his assistant: [Book me a flight to the United States tomorrow. ]

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When Tang Sijia went to the company the next day, she found that Shi Chuan had already gone to the company and only left breakfast.

Perhaps it was an emergency, Tang Sijia didn't take it seriously, and went to the company after breakfast.

Unexpectedly, at about 9:40 in the morning, she received a call from William.

William said that Shi Chuan left everyone who was scheduled to attend the shareholders' meeting today and rushed directly to the airport to settle accounts with Song Xiuren.

He also said that he just saw Song Xiuren's gossip and forwarded it to Shi Chuan, but he didn't expect him to have such a big reaction?

Tang Sijia thought about it for a while and figured out the whole story. She didn't dare to delay for a moment, so she took half a day off and took a taxi to the airport.

It was still the familiar airport, and it was still bustling with people coming and going.

Tang Sijia ran quickly to the security check. Looking at the unfamiliar faces around her, she remembered to call Shi

Chuan after a while. For the first time, the ringing lasted for a long time before someone answered. Shi Chuan's voice was exactly the same as usual: "Sister, what's wrong?"

"Where are you?" Tang Sijia asked straight to the point. Shi Chuan

was silent for a moment: "I'm going abroad to take care of some things."

"What?"

"...Work."

"Really?"

Shi Chuan was quiet this time.

Tang Sijia took a breath and eased her rapid breathing: "Shi Chuan, I'm at the airport."

As she spoke, she picked up the plane ticket she bought and walked into the security check.

The other person seemed to have stopped breathing: "Do you... want to go find him?"

Tang Sijia was so angry that she laughed: "Yes, I do want to find him."

Shi Chuan's voice suddenly became hoarse: "You can wait until I come back, you..."

"Shi Chuan." A calm voice came from the receiver and reality at the same time.

The boy stood there stiffly, turned around in a daze for a long time, looked at the woman not far behind him, his face pale: "Do you want to see him so much..."

His voice was almost whispering.

Tang Sijia walked a few steps to him and looked up at him: "I know everything about Xiu Ren."

"You want to go find him, right?"

Shi Chuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he did not deny it.

"Let's not talk about the truth of the news. If it is true, he is dating someone else, shouldn't you be happy?" Tang Sijia asked back.

Shi Chuan was silent for two seconds: "But you will be sad."

So, he had to personally solve all the possible factors that made her sad.

Use power, financial resources, and even violence.

Tang Sijia stared at him blankly, her throat tightening unconsciously: "Shichuan," she called his name seriously, "I didn't get back together with Xiuren."

Shichuan listened to her carefully with a stunned expression, his pupils suddenly widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

After a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice: "What?"

"I have never gotten back together with Xiuren." Tang Sijia said softly.

This time, Shichuan finally heard it clearly. He looked at her blankly. The first thing that emerged in his eyes was a little confused, and then a difficult sentence: "You didn't lie to me?"

The moment Tang Sijia shook her head, he suddenly hugged her, wishing that they would never be separated again.

She didn't get back together with Song Xiuren, and he was not the third party.

But she still accepted him.

She didn't choose him as a second choice because the other person was not around.

But...

she only chose him.