Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Song Qiao was not familiar with Tang Lan. She didn't even know who the director of the National Security Bureau was before this. But this did not prevent her from detecting Tang Lan's hidden defense. This was an intuition she had honed through experiencing several planes. Who liked her and who hated her could be felt as soon as she came into contact with her.

Tang Lan doesn't like her, nor does he hate her.

She was wary of her.

Song Qiao didn't care. There were only two people she cared about most in this world, one was Ye Ziqing and the other was Qiao Yan. Elaine and Xie Yuzhou were tied together to barely count as one, and the rest were on the list that could be discarded at any time.

Including Ling Xiao and Feng Yi, whom she considered friends.

People are always close and distant, this is inevitable. If she can only save two people when the crisis comes, then she has no choice, it must be Ye Ziqing and her sister.

If she could only save one, she would save her sister.

Why not save Ye Ziqing? Because if my sister is dead, she is really dead. Ye Ziqing, there is still a chance that she will be resurrected.

This is Song Qiao. She has long said that she is a woman who is used to weighing the pros and cons, and is also used to these dark calculations that cannot be seen in the light of day. Even if she could go back to the past and make up for her regrets, she would never be able to return to her past self.

She is afraid of Meng Lingyu, but actually she is afraid of herself.

Ye Ziqing noticed that Song Qiao was a little depressed. Unlike Song Qiao, she was very familiar with Tang Lan. Tang Lan even guaranteed her entry into the Special Operations Department. She could sense something was wrong with Tang Lan better than Song Qiao. .

She didn't believe that Ling Xiao and Feng Yi didn't tell Tang Lan about Song Qiao's relationship with her, and she didn't believe that Tang Lan didn't investigate the intimacy between Song Qiao and her. But she still had that attitude, defensive, distant, and... unpleasant.

If you want to rank people's relationships on a scale from 1 to 10.

Then Cen Hanyan and others and Ye Ziqing are 4, Ling Xiao and Feng Yi are 3, Tang Lan is 3.5, Song Qiao and Song Qiao are 10.

Therefore, Ye Ziqing was unhappy, and when he realized that Song Qiao was unhappy because of this, his displeasure escalated into anger. She could guess why Tang Lan was like this. It was probably because some of the things Song Qiao did were not in line with her ideas. This was normal. From Tang Lan's perspective on life, Song Qiao was a somewhat cold-blooded person. My parents are cold-blooded, and they are even more cold-blooded towards ordinary people. Such a person would not be trained by Tang Lan as a confidant.

It will not be regarded as a key training by the country.

Unless she is the second Ye Ziqing.

It's ridiculous that Tang Lan doesn't like Song Qiao, but she doesn't know that Ye Ziqing, whom she regards as China's future, is actually similar to Song Qiao.

The reason she didn't notice was because Ye Ziqing had always been taciturn, cold-tempered, and had a small social circle. He had been fighting outside for many years, mostly foreigners. Ten years ago, he killed many ninjas for his classmates. This cemented her in the hearts of the older generation in the country as a future star who is patriotic, kind, and incredibly talented but not arrogant.

However, in fact, his grandfather Ye Guoan took responsibility for many of the things Ye Ziqing did, including dealing with some people in the Ye family, and it was Ye Guoan who took the initiative. As for outsiders? Thanks to her strong family background, outsiders' words have never reached Ye Ziqing's ears, and she doesn't care.

Under such a fixed impression, even if she dealt with the Feng family with thunderous means, no one would accuse her of being cold-blooded, and most of them would even accuse the Feng family of being bold.

Therefore, even though Ye Ziqing knew that Song Qiao was ruthless, she never felt there was anything wrong. She let Song Qiao handle some matters within her power, not to mention that Song Qiao had always been a vulnerable group in her eyes.

She will never forget that night in the hotel lobby, the embarrassed girl sitting on the sofa, clearly feeling wronged to death but still stubbornly refusing to bow her head.

His mind went back and forth a thousand times, but the reality only lasted a short moment. Ye Ziqing walked to Song Qiao and pinched her ear, "Are you unhappy?"

"No." Song Qiao replied, "Is there night time here? Or is it always so gray and white?"

There is no sun outside, and the sky is eternally gray and white, which makes people feel depressed.

The touch of her fingers was warm and soft, and Ye Ziqing couldn't help but knead it. Her sensitive and fragile ears began to turn red at her fingertips. Ye Ziqing lowered her head, an impulse welling up in her heart. Before she could restrain herself, she leaned over and gently kissed the tip of Song Qiao's ear.

Song Qiao's body trembled, and he immediately turned around, rubbing the tip of his nose. She didn't hide, but Ye Ziqing stood up straight.

"Do you want to sleep with me?" Song Qiao's eyes fell on Ye Ziqing like hooks.

Ye Ziqing coughed lightly, "I don't understand what you are saying. I just saw that you were in a bad mood and wanted to comfort you."

Oh~ Bingshan’s way of coaxing people is so unique.

Song Qiao couldn't help laughing, her eyes curled into small crescents. She stood up, hugged Ye Ziqing's neck, and pecked Ye Ziqing's eyebrows, eyes, nose, and cheeks.

Ye Ziqing retreated in panic until his back was against the wall, unable to retreat.

And Song Qiao's lips finally landed on the corners of her mouth, and then her lips.

Sucking, licking, and nibbling, Ye Ziqing's breathing gradually became faster. She wanted to push Song Qiao away, but was afraid of hurting her. After hesitation, before she could make a decision, Song Qiao had already let her go.

The woman in his arms had slightly red eyes, and her emotional look made her look even more alluring. She rested her chin on Ye Ziqing's shoulder, and breathed softly into her ears, making Ye Ziqing swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Fool... This is how you can make me happy..." Song Qiao's slightly hoarse voice sounded.

Ye Ziqing didn't speak for a while. When her mood calmed down a little, she gently patted Song Qiao on the back and said, "It's getting dark."

So fast? ? ? Song Qiao turned to look out the window, and it was indeed dark.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see something." Ye Ziqing said suddenly, holding Song Qiao's hand and walking outside.

Not far from the outside is a towering huge stone monument. After nightfall, only the lights in the room are still on, and the rest of the place is dark. With their strength, the night here will not affect their vision.

Song Qiao's waist was hugged, and the next second, she found herself rising into the air.

She was led by Ye Ziqing and flew to the top of the stone monument. She saw that all the names on it were densely packed, from top to bottom, countless names.

"These are the people who died in the Singularity. This is a monument to humanity." Ye Ziqing's voice sounded without making any waves.

There is neither reverence nor sadness.

Perhaps she only had emotional fluctuations when she was teased by Song Qiao.

There were some ups and downs in Song Qiao's heart. She had always been good at imagining, but just by seeing this stone tablet, she could think of the horror and ruthlessness of that war. Just looking at it, Song Qiao's expression was a little strange.

"No, simplified Chinese characters were known in ancient times?"

"No, this was carved after the founding of New China, based on the list of war dead compiled from the city." Ye Ziqing explained.

Only New China can engage in these romantic and patriotic feelings. After all, this is the South China Sea, and almost all the people who died here are our ancestors.

Song Qiao hugged Ye Ziqing's neck tightly and looked down.

With the stone monument as the center, the buildings spread out in a circular shape, with the streets radiating out and spreading all the way to the city wall. Ninety percent of the outermost buildings were dark and uninhabited.

If fully occupied, it can accommodate approximately 10,000 to 30,000 people.