A heartthrob? Here you go!

Yu Ge shook his head: "I don't know, is it inconvenient to give it to him? If it's not convenient, I will reject him."

"It's convenient." Song Jingshen said, "How could it not be convenient?"

If I don't give it to you, will you say a few sarcastic words of regret and shamelessness, and then come over to eat it with the fish?

Seeing Song Jingshen's calm face, Yu Ge mentioned Ji Yan's matter calmly, "I want to ask you for one more favor. I heard that you recommended Ji Yan to go to the front line."

“I want to ask, can this resolution be withdrawn?”

"Did Ji Yan tell you, Xiaoyu?" Song Jingshen looked at Yu Ge intently and asked softly.

He tried his best to endure and suppress his emotions, like a volcano about to erupt, but Yu Ge was completely unaware.

"The parliamentary resolution has been passed. Even if I want to withdraw it, it will cost me a lot."

"Xiaoyu, do you stick to this idea?"

Are you sure you want to hurt him for Ji Yan?

The slender, jade-like hand reached out gently and hooked the hem of Yu Ge's short sleeves. He lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Ge, as if begging, begging Yu Ge not to be so cruel to him.

However, Yu Ge avoided his sight.

The girl in front of him raised her eyes to the sky and said in a natural tone: "He is very important to me now. I have something to deal with him."

Song Jing stared at Yu Ge, his throat felt bitter, as if it was about to break: "What's the matter?"

"It's important."

"Can't you even tell me?" The pain in Song Jingshen's heart surged like a wave with every breath, flooding his limbs. He felt like he couldn't stand anymore and would fall down at any time.

"Things related to Ji Yan that you can't tell me..." Song Jingshen's hand holding Yu Ge's hem began to tremble, "I'm scared, Xiaoyu, I'm very scared."

He always remembered Xiaoyu's cold and ruthless rejections in the past three years.

Suddenly his dream came true. He was very cautious and didn't dare to ask anything, fearing that it was all a dream.

One by one, crystal clear drops of water flowed from the corners of the eyes to the chin, forming a line and dripping onto the bare feet.

The icy chill rose and spread under his feet, and he was very scared.

The trembling all over his body became more and more intense, spreading along the hem of his clothes to Yu Ge's body. Song Jingshen's mind went blank, his heart was desolate and in ruins.

His mind was filled with only one thought.

Xiaoyu stood on Ji Yan's side.

She chose to hurt him for Ji Yan.

She chose Ji Yan.

Song Jingshen couldn't control himself, tears fell one after another. He let go of Yu Ge's skirt, held Yu Ge's face with his trembling hands, lowered his head and murmured: "No, don't do this, Xiaoyu."

He collapsed and lowered his head, seeking Yu Ge's comfort, seeking the sense of security that Yu Ge was right in front of him. He opened his lips and kissed Yu Ge's cheek repeatedly, begging as he kissed.

"Don't choose him, Xiaoyu, please, tell me, okay? Believe me, if he can do it, I can do it too."

"Please, Xiaoyu."

Salty tears dripped down his cheeks onto Yu Ge's lips. Feeling bitter, Yu Ge subconsciously lowered his head to look at the communicator, not noticing Song Jingshen's faintly crazy gaze.

The communicator was silent.

Still controllable.

Yu Ge reached out and patted Song Jingshen's head, then pressed the back of his head, pressed his head to his shoulders and neck, and whispered: "I have my own career, and you have yours too."

"You are the one I trust the most. You should know how much I care about the civilians. I only trust you to deal with the rebellion in those states. You are the only one who has the ability."

"Jingshen, you've wasted too much time around me. I don't want to be the cage that holds you back."

As soon as the words fell, the person in front of him paused, and the trembling suddenly disappeared. A very deep and muffled voice came: "You want me to leave you?"

His nostrils were filled with a strange sweet fragrance, and the girl in front of him was only thinking about how to use him to exchange for another man to stay.

Who is he?

Song Jingshen suddenly raised his head and kissed Yu Ge deeply, then hugged her tightly, eagerly seeking a sense of security from her.

What is a sense of security?

Come to think of it, it seems like he never got it.

Yu Ge let him do it until they separated, and then he asked calmly, "Can you submit it again tomorrow?"

Song Jingshen's eyes turned red, and she smiled beautifully: "No, it has been approved and announced."

He wants Ji Yan to die.

Right now.

Yu Ge choked for a moment, feeling a little irritated. Not wanting to irritate Song Jingshen, he lowered his head and said coldly, "Okay, I'll take a rest first."

If Ji Yan can’t do it, who else can?

Yu Ge subconsciously excluded Song Jingshen. She subconsciously told herself that she must not get too involved with Song Jingshen as it would hurt the people around him.

Yu Ge calmly turned around and left.

Song Jingshen quietly watched Yu Ge go upstairs and close the door without saying good night or showing any concern for him.

He turned around, and his silk home clothes were blown up by the wind, making him look extremely thin and fragile.

Song Jingshen took out a rifle from the cabinet, picked up a bottle of oil, and walked straight out of the door without even wearing shoes, his smooth feet stepping on the uneven cobblestone path.

He walked quietly to the villa full of roses, poured all the oil on the roses, and fired a shot.

The sparks from the exploding gunpowder ignited an area instantly, and a raging fire rose up, sweeping across the area, igniting all the roses and green plants, and turning half of the dark night sky red.

The shrill sirens blared long and loudly, waking up everyone, and the nearby villas and other rest areas in the distance suddenly lit up.

The wrought iron hollow door suddenly opened, and several people rushed out with high-pressure fire hoses and sprayed at the flames.

The handsome and elegant young man walked out slowly with a frown on his brows, and saw a tall and slender figure holding a gun at the door.

In the thick smoke and fiery heat, Song Jingshen, wearing a silk shirt and trousers with his long hair loose, still looked damn good.

But this jealous face is too ugly.

Li Yi and Zhang Daoqing, who were sleeping in the distance, were awakened. Zhang Daoqing subconsciously turned over, rushed out of the balcony and climbed down. When his feet landed on the wet soil, he realized that the sirens came from a distance.

He went back to get the communicator, and when he opened it, he received a reply from his father.

Father: Yes, Jingshen told you that?

Father: We will set out with the Seventh Army on Sunday. You will be the deputy commander. Watch and learn more.

Zhang Daoqing was stunned and subconsciously typed: I’m not going.

Zhang Lin on the other side replied: Does your senior sister Yu know that you are so willful?

Father: Daoqing, the current Zhang family will not tolerate your willfulness.

The sound of sirens was still blaring in the distance, making Li Yi irritated. He stood up and strode to the balcony to look around. After a careful look, he squinted and smiled.

You deserve to be burned for growing so many roses.

At the same time, a post quietly appeared on the Upstate University app forum late at night.

[Why is there a siren in the villa in the top rest area? 】

[Is it an assassination? Is there a dormitory near the rest area over there? Can you see anything?]

[No buildings higher than six stories high are allowed within a hundred miles of the rest area. Do you think the only defense is against sniper rifles?]

[I have news that Senior Song burned Senior Ji’s roses.]

[Are you kidding? They have been good friends since childhood. And how could a man like Senior Song stay up late at night to burn Senior Ji's flowers? He's not crazy!]

[Don’t say it, I also think it’s fake, but now they say Senior Song and Senior Ji got into a fight, and Senior Song seemed to want to kill Senior Ji.]