you are young joy

Chapter 104 The Last Snow

Song Qian's consciousness gradually became a little loose. The pungent smell of smoke made her dizzy. Her body was so soft that she couldn't use any strength. Sparks splashed on the back of Song Qian's hand. She was stimulated by the pain and woke up a little. Gritting his teeth, he wanted to escape.

She couldn't just die here. In this kind of place, she was not reconciled. She clearly thought so, but she didn't have any strength. Song Qian gradually lay there and didn't move.

Just when Song Qian was about to give up, a sharp voice pierced through the sky, and someone called her name loudly: "Song Qian——"

Song Qian was stunned by the sound, she turned her head with some effort, and saw Song Chengxue rushing in all the way, calling her name loudly, Song Qian shouted with all her strength: "Sister!"

Song Chengxue heard it, she looked over, saw Song Qian's eyes lit up, and rushed over without hesitation.

"Song Qian, you're not out of your mind, right? At what time are you still lying here sleeping and running?" Song Chengxue grabbed Song Qian and pulled her up.

This is the first time in Song Qian's life that Song Chengxue has such great strength.

Song Qian barely held on, she asked Song Chengxue: "Why are you here?"

"What are you talking about, Song Qian, are you stupid? Before the person I arranged came, you foolishly followed him away. Are you going to piss me off?" Song Chengxue said while supporting Song Qian Walking outside, something suddenly fell from the top of the two of them, almost hitting them, but fortunately, Song Chengxue reacted quickly and barely avoided it.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger.

"Sister." Song Qian wanted to say that she was going to die, and told Song Chengxue to run for her life and leave her alone. She called out one word, but before she had time to say the following, Song Chengxue interrupted her: "Song Qian, you'd better give me hold on."

Song Chengxue gritted her teeth and said, "Our bet has not yet come to fruition. You will be my slave for the rest of your life. How dare something happen to me?"

Song Qian didn't say a word, she stumbled and threw her body forward, just as something fell, Song Chengxue pushed Song Qian away, Song Qian was pushed away and fell to the ground, all she could hear was Song Chengxue groaning With a cry, Song Qian hurriedly went to look, only to see that Song Chengxue was pressed by something, her face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Sister?" Song Qian was shocked, and wanted to step forward to remove the movement that was holding Song Chengxue away, but Song Chengxue suddenly shouted coldly: "Don't come here."

Maybe it was because she was used to being scolded by Song Chengxue since she was a child, Song Qian subconsciously stopped. Seeing Song Chengxue's pale face, she gritted her teeth and said, "You are not allowed to come here, run out quickly."

Song Qian suddenly opened her eyes wide, and shook her head desperately: "I don't want it!"

"Song Qian, you don't listen to me, do you?" Song Chengxue said coldly, "I told you to run, did you hear?"

"Let's go together." Song Qian gritted her teeth and approached Song Chengxue.

Song Chengxue shouted: "Don't get any closer, Song Qian, I really hate you."

Song Qian was startled.

"I insist on letting you accept this bet. What happened to you is my responsibility. I, Song Chengxue, do everything by myself. I don't need you to pretend to be kind here." Song Chengxue felt a burning pain in her waist, and she couldn't move at all. , but insisted: "Get out of here quickly."

Song Chengxue's attitude was very bad, Song Qian's eyes turned red all of a sudden, if she didn't leave, what would Song Chengxue do if she left?She will be burned to death.

As soon as the word "death" came out, Song Qian felt chills all over her body. She didn't know where the strength came from, and she grabbed Song Chengxue's hand.

Song Chengxue was stunned.

"I won't leave, I won't leave you behind." Song Qian's face was firm and unwavering.

Song Chengxue was in a trance for a moment.

She looked at Song Qian holding her hand tightly, it was small and soft, obviously without strength.

Her hands were very warm, really warm, and the warm breath suddenly extended to a certain place in the heart through the fingertips.

Song Chengxue was a few years older than Song Qian. Song Chengxue was already old enough to remember when Song Qian came to Song's house. Although some memories were not clear, Song Chengxue vaguely remembered these little hands. She was such a soft and lovely baby, in the swaddle With a smile like a flower, Song Chengxue felt that her whole heart softened at once. She didn't have a younger sister, and she didn't know what it was like to have a younger sister.

Later Song Qian became her younger sister.

They live under the same roof and get along day and night. Song Chengxue watches Song Qian grow up little by little. When will she walk and talk? She likes to smile, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised. When she looks at you, she feels very warm and warm. breath.

But Song Chengxue still hated Song Qian.

She hates Song Qian pretending to be cute and sensible, making adults praise her, like her, and dote on her.

She hates Song Qian who obviously doesn't like studying but insists on pretending to be a good student. She has won the hearts of too many teachers at school.

She hated Song Qian's bright eyes, white teeth, and smiling face, because Song Qian had told Song Chengfeng that she would feel a little lonely occasionally, and that was how she was loved by Song Chengfeng, who was obviously her own brother.

What she hates the most is...

Song Chengxue was immediately brought back by the memory. She looked at Song Qian who was close at hand. In Song Chengxue's memory, they were rarely so close. There was no cynicism or tit-for-tat. She held her hand, and she looked at her face.

At that moment, a certain thought in Song Chengxue's heart became more determined.

Song Chengxue didn't know where the strength came from, and pushed away the thing that was pressing on her waist. She grabbed Song Qian and ran in big strides. After a few steps, she could vaguely see the door. Song Chengxue stopped. Overdraft has reached the limit.

"Song Qian." Song Chengxue looked at Song Qian and looked at her deeply. It was the first time she looked at her so directly and profoundly. Song Qian was in a daze for a moment. She heard Song Chengxue say: "I don't owe you anymore, Song Qian." The family doesn't owe you any more."

Song Qian didn't understand what Song Chengxue meant. She was about to ask a question, but Song Chengxue suddenly pushed her hard. With all her strength, Song Qian was pushed directly into the sea of ​​flames.

Song Qian, now... you won't feel lonely anymore, will you?

In Song Qian's somewhat blurred vision, Song Chengxue slowly fell to the ground, Song Cheng's pupils widened, she reached out to pull Song Chengxue, but the distance was too far, she couldn't catch Song Chengxue.

The flames shot up into the sky, as if they wanted to burn up the land. Song Qian could vaguely see the corners of Song Chengxue's lips curled up slightly. Song Qian carefully discerned the movement of her lips.

She seemed to be saying, "Song Qian, I still hate you."

Song Qian shouted loudly: "I hate you too!"

She hates Song Chengxue's unruliness and willfulness. She always speaks sarcasticly to her. She likes to bully her since she was a child. Song Qian always endures it. Look at what a bad sister she is, and she still wants her to be her slave for the rest of her life.

Why do you want to save me...

Then came the long darkness.

Song Qian had a dream. In the dream, Song Chengxue was holding a baby and smiling against her face. She smiled happily and proudly. She said in a very proud tone: "This is my sister."

Song Qian couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth.

Then she woke up.

The first person Song Qian saw when she woke up was Song Chengfeng.

He was travel-stained, his eyes were bloodshot, and the stubble on his chin was protruding. Song Qian stared at him for a long time. Song Chengfeng was always dignified and proud. Song Qian had never seen his face full of wind and frost. look like.

"Brother." Song Qian reached out and grabbed Song Chengfeng's arm.

Song Chengfeng said hoarsely, "You need to rest."

Song Qian asked, "Where's my sister?"

Song Chengfeng didn't answer, just said: "You are very tired and need to rest, be obedient, close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Song Qian lifted the quilt and sat up, she asked again: "Where's sister?"

Song Chengfeng pursed his lips and watched her without saying a word.

The strong smell of disinfectant passed through the tip of her nose. Song Qian hated this smell. She got out of bed and said to herself, "My sister is in the next ward, right? I'll go and see her."

Song Qian walked out as she said that, Song Chengfeng pulled her back, Song Qian shook off Song Chengfeng's hand forcefully, opened the door of the ward and walked out regardless, when a few nurses pushed someone over, Song Chengfeng said nothing Standing loudly behind Song Qian, when they passed each other, Song Qian vaguely smelled the smell of burning, which was pungent and unpleasant. A hand suddenly dropped from above, and Song Qian clearly saw the black wrist. things you wear.

It was a blue crystal bracelet. Song Qian tremblingly raised her hand and touched the crystal bracelet of the same style on her right hand.

The crystal bracelet on her hand is red, as strong as blood...

Song Qian's body shook violently. Song Chengfeng stepped forward and hugged Song Qian. He pressed Song Qian's head and buried her head in his chest.

"I want to see my sister." Song Qian's voice trembled, she repeated repeatedly: "I want to see her, why don't you let me see her?"

Song Chengfeng's eyes gradually turned red.

"Don't quarrel with your sister, she is very tired and asleep." Song Chengfeng's voice was low and hoarse, he stroked Song Qian's long hair slowly, and said softly: "You know, she has a bad temper, If you wake her up, she's going to throw a tantrum again."

Song Qian asked with a stern voice, "Then when will she wake up? I want to talk to her."

Song Chengfeng didn't answer.

"Brother, I want to talk to my sister."

Song Chengfeng hummed, and said shyly: "If there is a chance in the next life..."

Song Qian lay in Song Chengfeng's arms and wept bitterly.

Song Chengfeng held Song Qian in his arms. He was a big man and kept silent, bleeding but not crying.

His eyes were only red, and he didn't make a sound when the bullet pierced his chest. He hugged Song Qian hard, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

He is a big man, with red eyes, and said softly in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry..."

But he didn't know who he was saying sorry to.

(End of this chapter)