Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 936 Fortunately and Misfortune (4)

After all, Song Ying is just an ordinary person, at best, she is a girl who has exercised before and has relatively strong physical strength.

The cold environment quickly took away her strength.

Like a patient suffering from narcolepsy, Song Ying's eyelids have been struggling between closing and not closing at this moment...Holding Luo Qiu, since the beginning, they have not been separated.

Maybe it's the instinctive need to survive, and they don't have any bad thoughts, they're just keeping each other warm.

"Porridge……"

"Porridge?"

Luo Qiu's body was also at the limit of what he could bear. This time, he wanted to feel the fear of death -- but he found that he hadn't experienced this kind of thing at all.

He did 'die' once - he was shot and killed by a guest during the first transaction, but he was resurrected in the club immediately.

Probably because the concept of 'immortality' already existed in the subconscious mind, so even the subconscious mind would not feel the fear of death... It seems that this experience is a bit useless - probably I will not do this kind of redundant experience in the future Alright.

The brain is like two halves completely split, with rational thinking on one side and emotional experience on the other.Reason, on the other hand, is analyzing this perceptual experience all the time.

In fact, in the end, Luo Qiu also failed to truly understand what his own essence is.

"White porridge... I see, it was you, you who made it that morning..."

"En." Now that he was seen through, Luo Qiu admitted it very frankly.

Song Ying's eyes could hardly be opened at this moment, and she said weakly, "I, how long have we been here...?"

"It's been a long time, almost an hour."

"It's only been less than an hour?" Song Ying seemed a little surprised, but she seemed to be talking in sleep: "It seems... a year has passed."

"Maybe you can think of some happy things." Luo Qiu suggested.

Song Ying didn't realize that Luo Qiu's voice was so stable from the beginning to the end - obviously her body was also trembling, but she couldn't feel it at all when she spoke.

Song Ying smiled bitterly, "Happy things...it will happen in a while..."

Luo Qiu turned his eyes suddenly, glanced quickly at a certain shelf in the cold room, and then said softly: "Isn't it a happy thing to be with my family? The days can be counted, and the happy things are natural." That's fine too."

"That's... that's too much... too much..." Song Ying has already subconsciously bent her head on Luo Qiu's shoulder, "From the time I can remember... to before my parents died... Let me tell you, all Can't count."

"Can you tell me?" Luo Qiu suddenly grabbed Song Ying's palm.

She suddenly felt a little bit warm, but her body was still uncomfortable, but her consciousness couldn't feel the pain of the severe cold at this time, but at the same time she was very tired - this is a very strange state.

"I remember one time when I was in kindergarten... there was a dance competition..."

Song Ying spoke slowly, some of the memories she had kept for a long time... Perhaps it was because of this kind of death that she didn't deliberately think too much about what should and shouldn't happen.

As long as you can think about it again, as long as you can say it once, in such an environment, no one will think too much... Rather than saying it to Luo Qiu, it is better to say it is for yourself things.

What's on your mind, the past hidden in your heart.

"There are many, many... I can't tell..." Song Ying's eyes suddenly opened a little, and she smiled bleakly, "I have said so much... You should also say something."

Luo Qiu suddenly said: "Actually, there is one thing I don't understand. You told me that night...you said you wanted to keep me, and even marriage can be regarded as a means...what is it for?"

Song Ying was taken aback, she didn't know if it was because the environment in the cold room was too bad, and the cold made her memory confused - because she remembered the reason, she should have said it once.

But why did Luo Qiu ask again?
I don't want to think about it anymore... At this time, it is extremely difficult just to keep myself awake, Song Ying subconsciously said: "I told you... what happened after my parents left... At that time I Lying on the hospital bed, I have actually woken up...Come over. But grandpa sat next to me alone...Lonely and lonely. The helm of the dignified Song family can only cry helplessly at any time."

"I don't want the same thing to happen again in the future..."

"Finding you is my grandpa's greatest wish in this life, so...so I will try to keep you..."

"The Song family... If the Song family can clean up the black and white, they don't have to face so many enemies... So I will keep working hard, even if I am tired and paralyzed, it is a very happy thing for me... ..."

"I know...I know that although my grandfather loves me very much, he still has patriarchal thoughts in essence...but I don't really mind. He is patriarchal because of...because he thinks that men should fight hard and tiring things... And the women of the Song family should stay at home and be safe..."

"Actually...Actually, I never thought about proving that I was better than men...It's just that the Song family...the Song family really has no one...such a big foundation...the only one who can inherit it is my uncle..."

Song Ying smiled wryly: "You also know, my uncle...'s character... He, he is impossible to keep these foundations of grandpa safely... I know that uncle has his own ideas... Maybe he doesn't care about the Song family. wealth. He may be able to create another Song family that is stronger than the current Song family in the future...but I can't..."

"I don't have that talent... no matter how hard I try... no matter how much time I spend on work... I, I don't have that talent... I can barely maintain the current size of the Song Dynasty... I can only I can barely replace my uncle to keep my grandfather's foundation..."

"I'm so tired...I'm really tired..."

"So I think... I think if there is one more person at this time... at this time... one more you..."

"You also have the blood of the Song family... You are a descendant of my grandfather's brother... You are actually more qualified than me..."

"When Grandpa told me about this... I hesitated for a long time... But in fact, this is really, the most effective way to solve the current predicament of the Song family..."

"Marriages in wealthy families are not very happy to speak of... the marriage between families, the union between the strong and the strong is more relaxed and ordinary...Compared to them... I am actually a little luckier... At least, at least to say Really...I don't hate you very much...and Gan Hong also has a reason to stay by your side...I rarely see her relaxed like that..."

"But you are really... irritating... I am impatient, and you are always tepid... Don't talk, I will get angry again if you talk too much..."

"Actually... Actually, you asked me just now, if I go out... what I want to do the most, I said I want a glass of warm water, but I lied to you... If I can go out, the first thing I want to do ...What I do is, tell Grandpa that I have nothing else to do..."

"You... Are you listening again... Are you asleep... Luo Qiu... Luo..."

As if she had exhausted her last strength, she got up, raised her head, but looked at the calm and calm face, and found that he was looking at her with a smile at this moment.

That kind of gentle smile, for some reason, reminded Song Ying of when her parents were still there when she was a child, "Actually... when you smile...you look pretty good."

She suddenly wanted to kiss this man.

But it doesn't seem to be the attraction between the opposite sex... and the kiss is not love and desire... The consciousness gradually slowed down.Song Ying gave up thinking subconsciously, and just moved according to her own feelings.

Slowly wanting to kiss this smile.

She closed her eyes, and the last sliver of heat from her body turned into the motivation for this movement—she didn't know whether she succeeded, but felt that she had gone to a very warm place.

She actually fell down suddenly.

Luo Qiu watched her approaching him, he could clearly understand what Song Ying wanted to do - but in the end she still fell down, or maybe she would fall down.

Luo Qiu supported Song Ying's body, and said softly: "Let's leave it to someone who can give you happiness in the future... It should be almost the same."

Saying that, Luo Qiu also lowered his head slowly.

The cold turned to frost, gradually covering his and her hair.

quiet.

quiet.

quiet.

dead still...

Suddenly——with a bang, the door of the cold storage room opened, and as soon as a figure arrived, he quickly rushed into the cold storage room, holding Luo Qiu and Song Ying together with one hand, and then quickly walked out.

Outside the freezer room, Song Haoran was seen crying, looking at Song Tianyou standing in front of him, although he was holding the backs of these two with his hands at the same time, and said in a rustling voice, "Dad... I was wrong. "

Song Tianyou just sighed, and instantly aged a bit, and said in a low voice, "Let the doctor come over. I too...I was wrong too."

……

……

Jingle Bell.

This was the sound of the breeze blowing the bells hanging by the window——the hot weather outside caused distorted scenes to float on the asphalt road, and Luo Qiu slowly opened his eyes in the big bed in the room.

After waking up, Luo Qiu first glanced at the bell by the window, then smiled, and then looked at Song Haoran who was sitting silently on the sofa next to him.

He seemed to be thinking about something, but at the same time, he also found that Luo Qiu had woken up.

Song Haoran didn't get up, but sat on the sofa, at least looking towards Luo Qiu, there was a hint of a forced smile, "How do you feel? Are you alive?"

"Come back to life. Have we returned to the humble house? There should be no other place for this kind of decoration style except the humble house." Luo Qiu looked around and said.

Song Haoran was taken aback, and asked curiously, "You don't seem to be surprised that you escaped danger at all?"

"If this is the script that was planned from the beginning, you shouldn't be too surprised." Luo Qiu shook his head.

Song Haoran said in astonishment: "You... When did you find out?"

Luo Qiu said casually: "I wasn't too sure at first, but later when I was looking for butter in the refrigerator, I accidentally saw a power cord, and after paying attention, I found a video camera hidden behind the shelf .”

Song Haoran said: "A camera can't represent anything...Maybe it's just a method used by Basil to threaten Dad."

Luo Qiu shook his head and said: "When you went out in the morning, you ordered so many people to come out, and in the end you let your enemies sneak into the red building, and even held President Bai hostage, and there was no movement at all, then It’s a bit unreasonable.”

Song Haoran opened his mouth, and suddenly said with a smile: "Little Luoqiu, if you are my enemy, it would be too terrifying."

After speaking, Song Haoran shook his head, then made a phone call, and just said: "You can come in."

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the room, and then a stout middle-aged man walked in. Despite this, his face was thin, and the overall look was extremely gloomy—the person who knocked on the door came in Man, it was Basil.

At this moment, Basil saw Song Haoran, and quickly called out, "Master."

He then turned to Luo Qiu and said, "Master Qiu!"

Luo Qiu was a little 'surprised' and said: "Are you going to tell me...you know each other?"

Seeing Song Haoran gesturing, Basil in front of him stretched out his hands to his face, and then began to rub it for a while—in the end, 'Basil' abruptly gave his face to the whole torn off.

"[-]D printed leather mask." Song Haoran said, "It was developed using some techniques taught by Mr. Blind. The owner of this human mask is the real Basil. But this Basil has already been killed by me. .”

"When did it happen?" Luo Qiu asked curiously.

Song Haoran said: "Do you still remember when we went to Chinatown on the first day when we came here? At that time, I felt a little strange about Baishuitang's attitude... I told you, my intuition It has always been very accurate. So I asked Oni and Lluvia to do some research... Don’t look at Lluvia who sounds hot and looks like a female thug, but she is actually a very powerful hacker~”

"Lluvia discovered in Baishuitang's private computer that he used some funds from the Song Dynasty to quietly establish a company outside, and this company has another partner."

"Basil?" Luo Qiu asked.

"That's right, it's Basil." Song Haoran nodded: "Basil has actually fought against me several times, but every time he failed. I didn't expect him to match up with me this time. Baishuitang...I intend to catch the old fox of Baishuitang. So before I go back to the village according to my father's order, I have already ordered Oni to lead someone to kill Basil."

Song Haoran looked at the man who took off his face: "The Basil you see now was selected from the village by me. For more than a week, he has been in contact with Baishuitang."

"Does Master Song know?"

"I didn't say it at first." Song Haoran shook his head: "I originally planned to finish it today, but I didn't expect that Sakura would suddenly break into the red building, so I had to temporarily modify the plan."

Speaking of this, Song Haoran gave a wry smile: "Apologize first, it was my idea to lock you into the refrigerator. I originally planned to make something happen to you, but in the end, I feel guilty all over my head."

"Where's the White Water Pond?"

Song Haoran said indifferently: "What else can I do? Of course, I'll send him to travel around the world for such a guy with evil intentions."

"Why did you tell me?" Luo Qiu asked suddenly.

Song Haoran was silent for a while, "Because of guilt... What Sakura said in the cold room, honestly, I never thought about it. Even Dad..."

He looked at Luo Qiu: "I'm telling you, I hope you don't mind, I can guarantee that this kind of thing will never happen again in the future."

After speaking, Song Haoran stood up, then lowered his head, and apologized earnestly: "I'm sorry."

"What do you plan to do next?" Luo Qiu asked again.

Song Haoran said: "I will tell Sakura that the gangster has already been killed. As for Baishuitang, he sacrificed himself to save me in the end... In the end, it's just you and me, and Dad, and this fake one." Basil 'knows."

"Since you feel guilty, why don't you simply confess this matter to Song Ying?" Luo Qiu shook his head.

Song Haoran sighed and said, "Sakura, she also regards Baishuitang as a relative. If it were you...would you want to know what you really want?"

"Since this is the case, there's no need to apologize to me." Luo Qiu smiled slightly, "That's fine."

Song Haoran stared at Luo Qiu seriously, and suddenly asked: "Those words... did you deliberately guide Xiaoying to say them?"

"I don't remember." Luo Qiu shook his head, "I almost died at that time...what do you think."

"Ha ha!"

……

"have a good rest."

Song Haoran left Luo Qiu's room, and then walked in the corridor with the person pretending to be 'Basil'.

At this time, Basil pretended to be very puzzled and said: "Master, there is one more thing that I still can't figure out. At that time, we let the master who has been helping you repair the car quietly in Sakura The explosives installed on the young lady's sports car are obviously not powerful, and they can't kill anyone, it's just to deceive some killer... But why did they blow the sports car directly off the cliff?"

"I don't know either." Song Haoran shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "Probably God thinks that I love to kill myself too much, so give me a warning..."

……

Jingle Bell.

It was still the sound of the wind blowing the bells—in another room.

When Song Ying woke up, she saw Song Tianyou sitting beside her, holding her hand tightly, "Grandpa..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Song Tianyou chuckled, and gently patted the back of Song Ying's hand, "It's okay. Grandpa didn't cry this time."

"Grandpa..." Song Ying cried and laughed, "I'm fine now."

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell... ling.

Evening wind blows.

(End of this chapter)