After being reborn, I married a hot search boss

It was another late night, Song Yibai felt a little uncomfortable, took out the red wine and drank it in small sips.

Song Yibai was drinking alone, and she didn't know how to deal with the relationship between herself and Fu Qiming. This was the second time he was troubled by feelings. Song Yibai gradually saw his heart clearly. I like Fu Qiming, but I haven't reached the point where I don't care about myself. She still has a lot of responsibility. Song Hang, a person who relies on soft food, mother's dowry and grandfather's company capital, has ruined the company like this. She can't just sit back and watch I watched the company go downhill more and more.

Song Yibai promised that grandpa would take good care of the Song family, carry forward the Song family, make the Song family better and better, and have a higher and higher status in S City. Talking about feelings at this time will only affect her career. Even Fu Qiming didn't want to hurt her, it was difficult for Song Yibai to make a choice, but she had to make a choice.I can only temporarily abandon my feelings.

Thinking of this, Song Yibai felt that the red wine in his hand was also tasteless, he couldn't taste anything, it was hard to swallow, "Forget it, don't drink it, no matter how much I drink, I won't forget everything." Song Yibai is much stronger, that is, it is easier to strengthen his own ideas.

Fu Qiming drove to the door of Song Yibai's apartment and saw that the house was brightly lit. He didn't know what excuse to use to get in, and he didn't know what to do now. He did everything he had to do. He was very kind to Song Yibai. He had never cared so much about anyone before. For the first time, Fu Qiming felt deeply helpless, confused, like a kid, and didn't know how to deal with this relationship, because he couldn't see Song Yibai's heart clearly.

The car just stopped at the door of the apartment, and the people inside were sitting on the sofa in a daze, and the people in their hearts had already flown far away, and the same was true for Fu Qiming in the car, who had already flown into the house.

After a long time, the lights in the house went out.

Fu Qiming's heart also turned cold a little bit. During the few hours in the car, he thought a lot. He felt that the reason why Song Yibai didn't respond was that he was just using him again and didn't have the slightest feeling for him. This is the difference between them, he has been deeply involved, but she has no heart, does not like him at all.

Thinking of this, Fu Qiming couldn't help feeling a little more uncomfortable, really uncomfortable, "Don't you care about me at all?" Fu Qiming clenched his fist and slammed the steering wheel hard, as if this was the only way to vent his inner troubles , stayed for a while, and drove away from Song Yibai's apartment. He decided that he would try not to interfere in Song Yibai's affairs in the future, or even ignore it. Stay away from Song Yibai, and maybe he will forget this unrequited love.

Driving back home, Fu Qiming became more and more angry as he thought about it. He took a few bottles of high-alcohol wine from the wine cellar, opened them without even thinking about it, and drank with his head raised. It fell down to the ground through the gap, drop by drop, tick-tock-tick, as if it was dripping on Fu Qiming's heart. It was extremely uncomfortable. After drinking a bottle, Fu Qiming threw the bottle out forcefully, and the glass shards shattered all over the floor. .

Fu Qiming's hand was also cut, and he didn't feel any pain at all. Compared with the pain in his heart, this pain is not worth mentioning.

One bottle after another, I don't know how many bottles I drank, gradually Fu Qiming's stomach began to hurt, and he hadn't eaten a mouthful of food since morning. After drinking so much wine, his stomach must hurt. No one really cared about him, even his cheap parents never cared about him. The happiness he wanted at home was finally found in Song Yibai, but there was no happy ending.

Suddenly, Fu Qiming felt his mouth was a little sweet, and spit out a mouthful of blood. He had a splitting headache, and suddenly passed out, unconscious.

The next day, early in the morning, the cleaning aunt came to clean the house and found Fu Qiming lying on the ground with blood stains on the side of his head. She was frightened and called 120 for emergency services. The assistant heard that it was Fu Qiming Passed out, hurriedly drove to the city hospital.

Fu Qiming was lying on the VIP hospital bed, his face was pale, his lips were colorless, and he was receiving a drip. His face was in pain, which might be caused by stomach cramps.The special assistant thought that Mr. Fu would need someone to accompany him at this time, so he took out his mobile phone and called Song Yibai.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Fu was hospitalized yesterday because you vomited blood from drinking. Would you like to come and see him? He is in a very bad condition. The doctor said he had stomach bleeding." He was always running upstairs, panting.

"Then I'll wait and see him. It shouldn't be a big deal. I'll go and see right away." Song Yibai was in a hurry. In fact, it was a lie to say that he didn't care. At this point, being stubborn wouldn't solve the problem at all. She picked up her bag and car keys , ready to drive to see Fu Qiming.

At eight or nine o'clock, Fu Qiming slowly woke up, but his stomach was still burning, and he was not very comfortable. He opened his eyes to see if there was someone he wanted to see beside the bed, and if Song Yibai had come.

At the same time, Song Yibai was still on his way, and Fu Qiming closed his eyes in pain. "Mr. Fu, would you like some water? I'll buy you some porridge." The special assistant asked Xie Fu Qiming with a concerned face. "No, I won't drink." Fu Qiming's face was ashen, and he had no appetite at all.

With a click, the door opened, and Song Yibai arrived panting. Fu Qiming looked up and saw that it was Song Yibai. Fu Qiming, who didn't want to give her any good looks, still raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Why do you drink so much that your stomach bleeds? You don't want to die Alright, I bought you some clear porridge, drink some water first, and I'll make porridge for you later." Song Yibai took out the porridge and asked the special assistant to feed Fu Qiming.

The special assistant picked up the spoon and fed it, but Fu Qiming turned his head and ignored it. The special assistant was a little embarrassed, "Why don't you feed it, Mr. Song," Song Yibai picked up the spoon and put it to his mouth, blew it, and then fed it to Fu Qiming Get up, mouthful after mouthful after a while, the bowl of porridge was gone, Song Yibai picked up a tissue and gently wiped Fu Qiming's mouth, Fu Qiming looked at Song Yibai intently, sure enough she was hurt, she still felt distressed.

That's right, Song Yibai's heart aches. Looking at the haggard Fu Qiming, Song Yibai couldn't bear it, and felt that it was necessary to explain everything to Fu Qiming. She didn't have the energy to think about it right now, "Fu Qiming, I, I have something to say. Tell you."

Fu Qiming gave the special assistant a look, and the special assistant received it immediately, closed the door and left.

"You know, I'm under a lot of pressure right now, and I don't want to fall in love for the time being, do you understand, I'll come to you after all this is over?" Song Yibai finally made up his mind, and he was no longer the kind of vague, I don't know what to do He chose to answer, and Fu Qiming couldn't help but feel happy when he heard it, "Well, I'll wait for you, and remember to find me."

Song Yibai and Fu Qiming just looked at each other. Song Yibai felt that Fu Qiming looked more and more handsome. Every pore really exuded the charm of this man. Fu Qiming easily raised his head, and the two got closer instantly. Song Yibai I understood what Fu Qiming meant.

They leaned over and kissed each other. This kiss may be to express their inner thoughts clearly and find a way for the future.The more you kiss, the more passionate you are, just kiss like this, "Well," "What's the matter?" Song Yibai looked at Fu Qiming suspiciously.

The needle was crooked, and Song Yibai immediately became popular after practicing, how could she be so vigorous, "I, I'll call the doctor." Song Yibai immediately ran out shyly, called the doctor, re-inserted the needle, and stayed like this for a whole afternoon, because The effect of the medicine Fu Qiming was a little sleepy and fell asleep.

Song Yibai helped Fu Qiming cover the quilt, and went home to cook porridge for Fu Qiming to cook some light meals. Time was lost every minute and every second. Fu Qiming woke up and rolled his eyes several times, but he couldn't find Song Yibai. Did she run away again? Didn't she promise herself to take her time?Fu Qiming lowered his head slowly, his eyes flushed.

Song Yibai pushed open the door, holding an insulated box in his hand. Fu Qiming saw that he had gone back to cook for himself, and the unhappiness in his heart disappeared immediately, "What did you cook? It smells so good. Feed it to me." Song Yibai said helplessly Smiled, who made him a patient, I can only pamper him.

After feeding, it was almost time to leave the hospital. The special assistant went to go through the discharge procedures. Song Yibai packed things for Fu Qiming and was busy. Fu Qiming felt a sense of happiness at home. A child is even better.

"What are you thinking, let's go." Song Yibai supported Fu Qiming, and moved slowly. Fu Qiming felt that the opportunity was hard-won, so he walked slowly, as if a century had passed, and finally reached the gate of the hospital. Song Yibai helped Fu Qiming into the car, "You go home first, I'll come and see you later." Song Yibai looked at Fu Qiming and said seriously.

Fu Qiming nodded, and the driver drove the car away.

Song Yibai went to the company to finish the matter at hand, and boiled some chicken soup for Fu Qiming to let him nourish his stomach. Song Yibai hurried to Fu Qiming's apartment, and the nanny was already waiting for Song Yibai at the door, "Miss Song, sir The room is on the far right on the third floor." The nanny took the chicken soup from Song Yibai's hand and prepared to serve it to Fu Qiming.

"No need, Auntie, let me come." Song Yibai took the chicken soup and went to look for Fu Qiming on the third floor. He saw Fu Qiming reading a book on finance and economics. The dim light helped this man through a layer of gold. The handsome face is even more handsome.Song Yibai couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Knowing that it was Song Yibai who had come, Fu Qiming turned his head and said to her, "Come in." Fu Qiming put down the book in his hand, looked at Song Yibai, like a child waiting to be fed, he was so cute, only Song Yibai knew the usual Fu Qiming How tsundere.

Song Yibai sat beside Fu Qiming's bed and fed it mouthful, "I see you can move your hands, why don't you drink it yourself." Fu Qiming's face darkened, and she could see it.