Rebirth novel villain brother

On the resident stage, the singer was singing a cappella affectionately.

A song "Zhang San's Song".

Yu Qinyi's favorite.

She loves every line of the lyrics.

Especially for so many years, doing things I don't like, facing people I don't like, being like a cage but still fighting like a beast.

Whenever she is exhausted, she looks forward to the day when, like the artistic conception in the lyrics, she can hold the hand of her lover and travel the world together.

She held her cheeks and listened attentively, her emotions were fermenting.

Until the end of the song.

Saying goodbye to her friends, Yu Qinyi went downstairs and returned to the hotel room, turned on her laptop, and began to write and edit her travel notes for the past few days. She glanced at the invitation of the film and television, and then clicked the cross.

The mobile phone is also beating messages from time to time, there are managers, mothers, partners and friends inside and outside the circle.

You don't even need to look carefully to guess what the contents of these people's messages are.

Facing this boring and unchanging life, she is very annoying, but there is nothing she can do.

This trip, which was just walking away, did not bring her much fun and surprises.

Compared to looking at the world aimlessly, she would rather choose to die in one city and meet someone with a white head.

After going through a long period of emotional emptiness, she desperately needs someone to break her rut.

Facing the screen in a daze for a long time, Yu Qinyi suddenly remembered something, got up to go to the refrigerator to get a beer, and at the same time called Wen Ruoqin.

"Didn't disturb your rest?"

"No, I just went outside for a walk and came back to my room."

Wen Ruoqian's voice was weak and tired, but the voice was still clear, which made Yu Qinyi feel a little relieved.

Although she was wandering outside these days, she would ask Qingmao Hospital about Wen Ruozhi's treatment from time to time.

Malignant lymphoma sounds very ominous, and due to the exaggeration of various film and television dramas, many people always think that lymphoma is an incurable disease.

At the beginning, Yu Qinyi thought so too, but after in-depth research, she realized that with the advancement of modern medicine, most lymphomas can actually be cured.

As for the main treatment method, chemotherapy, it is not like the ones in movies and TV dramas, such as throwing up after eating and losing a lot of hair.

At the very least, Yu Qinyi hadn't heard much about Wen Ruozhen's vomiting and hair loss during the treatment.

However, the process will still be very laborious.

Fortunately, the treatment effect is good, and the cancer cells have been effectively controlled.

Then, while drinking beer, Yu Qinyi asked about her recent situation.

"They are all good. The hospital has taken good care of me, and the Freemasonry Foundation has been supporting me. Speaking of which, those two Miss Shen really helped me a lot." Wen Ruozhen smiled sincerely: "Of course, I It is you who can last until now, and I am most grateful.”

"How many times have you been polite to me, is it interesting?" Yu Qinyi joked bluntly: "If you are really grateful to me, then cooperate with the treatment, recover as soon as possible, and then sign a contract with my studio. Treat me like a cow or a horse in return."

Wen Ruoqian knew that she still wanted to help her in her career, so she was so moved that she couldn't be more moved, and said shyly, "You are my relatives..."

"That's right." Yu Qinyi said earnestly: "Recognize who is sincerely treating you well. As for those whores who really treat you like cows and horses, you can stay as far away as you can. In short, listen There's nothing wrong with my sister."

After experiencing this bad luck, Wen Ruozhen really recognized the ugly faces of those relatives, and was completely desperate.

Therefore, she complied with Shen Yixian's arrangement and entrusted a lawyer to recover the property purchased for her family through a lawsuit. She is currently preparing to sell it to raise her own treatment expenses.

After a few words of relief and encouragement, Yu Qinyi hung up the phone and sighed leisurely.

The assistance to Wen Ruoqian, on the one hand, is out of conscience, on the other hand, she always has some inexplicable empathy.

It seems that she can understand the kind of pain that hangs by a thread, but has no relatives or reasons.

In a daze, Yu Qinyi remembered that Song Shicheng once told her that there was a girl with the same name and surname as her, who unfortunately had cancer, but could only walk alone on the journey, lingering on the remaining days of her life.

Although it was just mentioned casually, for some reason, Yu Qinyi was deeply impressed by this incident, and even worried about the follow-up of the girl with the same name.

After thinking for a long time, she picked up her mobile phone and found Song Shicheng in the WeChat address book. After gesturing with her fingers on the chat screen for a long time, she finally typed in a line of words: The girl with the same name as me you mentioned last time, if you want to , I can help you post missing person notices online.

After sending it out, she took another gulp of beer for herself, and was about to throw away the phone, but Song Shicheng quickly replied: No need, I can't find it.

Yu Qinyi frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then edited: If you are really worried, why don't you try to find her, no matter whether she is still alive or not, it is an explanation for yourself, if it is inconvenient for you, you can hand over to her I just need to explain the girl's situation as clearly as possible, preferably with a photo, or her hometown and address.

Song Shicheng replied: I don't know anything about it, I only know her name, I like drinking beer, and she taught me the trick of cooking beer.

In an instant, Yu Qinyi's wrist couldn't help trembling, and subconsciously glanced at the beer in her left hand.

coincidence?

Yu Qinyi muttered secretly, thought for a while, and sent another message: Is there really no other identity information?

After waiting for a long time, Song Shicheng replied: No, I just know that she likes to listen to that song "Zhang San's Song" and once sang it to me.

Taking a breath, Yu Qinyi bit her cherry lips tightly with her white teeth, and her bright eyes were full of disbelief.

For a while, she wondered if Song Shicheng had inquired about her preferences, and deliberately used this vulgar routine to tease herself.

However, I may still be able to inquire about my habit of drinking beer, but I like to listen to the privacy of this song, but few people know it. How did this guy know it?

Next, she didn't know how to continue, she looked at the chat record for a while, and finally threw it gently on the table.

But the mood has become more restless.

Wandering around the room after drinking a can of beer, she really couldn't stand the annoying mood, so she picked up her phone and sent another message: Are you still in the mountain city?I'm going to find you, I have something to say, let's make it clear in person!

Just as she was about to book a ticket back to Shancheng immediately, Song Shicheng replied with a result that made her stunned: I am at the bar above you.

Yu Qinyi was surprised for a while, and then, without thinking much, she just pulled on her slippers and went out, and came to the open-air restaurant and bar on the roof again.

"Sorry, miss, the restaurant and bar have just been booked by a customer."

The waiter at the door apologized.

Yu Qinyi was about to question the situation, when a burly man walked towards her. She recognized him as Song Shicheng's personal bodyguard, who seemed to be called Hammer.

"Let her come in." Hammer helped to explain, and then raised his hand towards the inside: "Miss Yu, our young master is inside."

By now, Yu Qinyi knew that Song Shicheng had come to find her specially, so she regained her composure and walked slowly to the open-air restaurant.

At this moment, the roof was empty, only the singer was repeating the song "Zhang San's Song" just now on the resident stage, and the audience was only the young man sitting on the high chair at the bar.

Yu Qinyi approached slowly, looked at Song Shicheng who was drinking, her face was silent for a while, she snorted softly, and said: "Young Master Song's pomp is really big, don't tell me, you came here, Bao The whole audience is here to listen to people sing."

Song Shicheng twirled his wine glass, and said with a leisurely chuckle: "You work hard to make money, and you have to learn to play willfully. Compared with those local tyrants who fly to other places overnight to eat a soup dumpling, I am still restrained. "

After a pause, he said again: "If you want to play willfully, aren't you also very good at it, leaving a lot of serious things aside and running out to see the world."

"That's not the same. Comparing our careers, I'm on a short errand, and you're on a big errand."

"But in essence, it's not all about stealing half a day's leisure."

Song Shicheng finally turned his head to look at her, with a warm smile on his lips.

Yu Qinyi looked at each other a few times, and couldn't help laughing: "Forget you."

Then, she also went to sit on the high chair, asked the bartender for a bottle of beer, and asked bluntly, "You came here to find me, right?"

"That's right." Song Shicheng also admitted straightforwardly: "But don't get me wrong, there are some things I want to tell you face to face, because I'm afraid I won't have a chance to say these things when I go back to Huahai."

"Let me guess." Yu Qinyi tilted her head and said thoughtfully, "Which Yu Qinyi is it about?"

Seeing Song Shicheng nodding, Yu Qinyi laughed out loud: "I don't know if this person exists or not, I even suspected that you made it up, but you don't look like you acted it out, so let me admit it The existence of this person... But to be honest, have you replaced me as her, because since you know my real name, your attitude towards me is different. "

"I'm not so brain-twitching." Song Shicheng took a sip of his drink, smacked his lips and said, "But you are indeed quite similar in some places, so I will inevitably have some illusions occasionally."

"Then I almost understand."

Yu Qinyi suddenly nodded lightly, tapped the wine bottle with a slender and tender index finger, and said with a sweet smile: "Can I understand that what you want to tell me is actually to talk to that Yu Qinyi?" What Yi said, it's a pity that there is no chance now, and I feel uncomfortable in my heart, so I simply want to use me as an imaginary object, so I can vomit quickly?"

Immediately, without waiting for Song Shicheng's answer, she came up with a very unimaginable idea: "Then why not, let's play a rivalry scene, you treat me as her, just say what you want."