[Quick travel] It's all because the host is so charming

"Sir, this way, please." The salesperson of the sales department took Song Qi to the two-bedroom unit type area, "This unit type has been selling very hot recently, and now you need to queue up for lottery."

"When will the lottery start?"

"On Saturday afternoon."

"Ah...that's it." Song Qi circled around the simulated house model, showing distress, "But I have other things to do on Saturday afternoon, so I don't have time to line up."

On Saturday, he made an appointment with the doctor for a pregnancy test and nutritional injections, and it probably took him a whole day.

"You can ask your relatives and friends to help you line up." The salesman smiled.

Looking for friends and relatives?But Xue Ke is the only person close to him now...

After what happened last night, Song Qi absolutely didn't want to bother him anymore.

Song Qi was hesitating whether to call the doctor to change the time of the examination, when he heard a noise at the door of the sales department, and the salesmen welcoming guests at the door stood in a row and said loudly, "President Qi is welcome to come and inspect. "

Then that familiar tall figure appeared in the field of vision.

Qi Yan seemed to have lost weight, her originally sharp cheeks were slightly sunken, she was no longer as energetic as before, but rather downcast for no reason.

Song Qi stared at him blankly for a long time, until Qi Yan followed his gaze and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Song Qi..." He whispered as if in disbelief, and walked over here.

Song Qi was like a panic-stricken rabbit, obediently hiding behind the saleswoman, looking at Qi Yan who was approaching gradually in bewilderment.

As if sensing his panic and reluctance, Qi Yan stopped and stood one meter away from Song Qi.

He lowered his voice sadly, looked into Song Qi's eyes and coaxed softly: "Don't hide...I just don't get close to you."

"Qiqi, are you here to buy a house?"

Song Qi pursed her lips and nodded hesitantly.

"What about Xue Ke? Don't you... live in his house?" Qi Yan couldn't help clenching his palms, pretending to force a smile and said, "Didn't he say he would take good care of you?"

"It's not about Coco." Song Qi shook her head, "I want to move out myself."

"I'm taking the baby, so it's not good to drag him down like this..." Song Qiyu lowered his head and said in a small voice.

Qi Yan suppressed the urge deep in his heart to forcibly bring Song Qi back to Qi's residence, turned his head and said to the salesman: "Go and choose a two-bedroom apartment with a moderate floor and one living room facing away from the road. on my account."

"No need!" Song Qi clenched her fists and said firmly, "I have the money to buy a house myself."

He didn't want to owe Qi Yan anything.

Qi Yan stared at him quietly for a while, then murmured: "That's fine, I will arrange for this gentleman as soon as possible, and everything will be prioritized."

"Okay Mr. Qi, I understand." Although the salesperson is still a little confused, he also knows that these things are not something that small employees like them can inquire about. , Shutting up and doing things is the first priority to save life and work.

Song Qi puffed up his cheeks, feeling a little angry, Qi Yan decided everything for him like this, although he avoided the trouble of queuing up for number lottery, Song Qi still felt inexplicably uncomfortable, he was like a bird that could never escape from Qi Yan. The canary in Yan's palm, how far he can run depends only on how long the string in Qi Yan's hand is. In fact, in the final analysis, he has never been truly free.

"Where are you going?" Seeing Song Qi walking out angrily, Qi Yan couldn't care less about the inspection work, and followed him all the way to the station before pulling his wrist, "It's not easy to take a taxi here, I'll see you off Let's go back."

"No need, you can do your work." Song Qi withdrew her hand, lowering her head, not daring to look directly at him.

It's so strange, he should give up on Qi Yan...Why does his heart beat faster when he sees him?

"Why don't you look at me?" Qi Yan took a step forward, and gently clasped his chin, his tone could not hide his sadness, "Do you really hate me that much?"

"Yeah." Song Qi pushed him away distractedly, still lowered her head, and said perfunctorily, "Don't come looking for me, okay?"

Now when he opens and closes his eyes, he sees Qi Yan's face, smiling, crying, serious, or regretful, intertwined, like a huge net bound him.

The words Qi Yan said when he was drunk are still in my ears, and while making people blush and heartbeat, they can't help thinking about it carefully.

Song Qi was afraid that he would not be able to defend the last line of defense, and let Qi Yan easily enter his heart again.

"Song Min and Yuan Yi... have been detained." Qi Yan suddenly said for no reason, "I have never touched your location in the company or your room... "

"Song Qi," his protruding Adam's apple moved slightly, "Give me one more chance, okay, I will love you and the baby wholeheartedly."

Even Qi Yan felt that this was too hasty. There were no flowers, no rings, and no fine wine. He just blurted out what he wanted to say just because he felt that the situation was appropriate.

Song Qi's lips trembled, and when she was about to speak, there was only a "click", and the plastic plate on the top of the bus station suddenly broke, and it was already crumbling at some point.

Before he even had time to react, he was pushed out by a slow and undeniable force in the next second. Song Qi barely staggered two steps and stood still. Frightened, he raised his eyes and saw Qi Yan kneeling on the ground with one hand Sitting on the ground, half of his shoulder was already dripping with blood.

"Qi...Qi Yan..." Song Qi's heart seemed to be pulled up suddenly, he walked forward in a trance, covering Qi Yan's bloody wound with both hands in vain , muttering dreamily in his mouth, "What to do... what to do..."

His face was pale, and he was so frightened that he almost forgot to dial the emergency number.

"Don't be afraid..." Qi Yan barely raised his uninjured left hand, touched his tear-wet cheek pitifully, and coaxed softly, "Hey...don't cry, I'm fine ..."

"Qi Yan...Qi Yan..." Song Qi clutched the hem of his clothes helplessly, and said in a hoarse voice, "You don't have to worry...I don't want you to have nothing to do ..."

Qi Yan endured the pain, but her voice became smaller and smaller: "Don't be afraid of me...Song Qi...don't want me..."

-

"Doctor...how is the sickness, the patient?" Song Qi waited anxiously at the door of the emergency room, and when he saw the doctor coming out from inside, he eagerly greeted him. The hard-hearted doctor was moved by his persistence, waved his hands and said, "It's just a broken shoulder blade, it's not a big deal, and it's not life-threatening."

Unexpectedly, the patient's complexion became even paler after hearing this, and he took two steps back and sat on the chair, weeping sadly.

Yan Yufeng rushed to hear the news, saw Song Qi who was crying silently, couldn't help but sighed heavily, sat down beside him, and said with emotion: "I said you two... And the other party, why are you messing around here?"

Song Qi lowered her head and wiped away her tears, ignoring him.

Fortunately, Yan Yufeng was thick-skinned enough, so he said on his own: "Qi Yan lacked maternal love since he was a child, and his father disciplined him strictly and had high expectations. We often called him an ascetic, like a cold machine. A machine will not have feelings or desires for anyone."

"But after he met you, I found out that I was wrong. It's not that he has no feelings. He just hasn't found the right container to carry his endless emotions. Once he finds it, he will try his best to find it. Want to fill the container, regardless of whether the container can carry such a heavy load."

"Song Qi, do you know..." Yan Yufeng turned his head slightly, looked into Song Qi's eyes and said, "You are the container, he became so extreme because he cared too much, Sensitive enough not to allow even the slightest betrayal from you, extreme enough to be easily deceived by slander, thinking that you betrayed him so cruelly because you don't like him."

"After kicking you out of the company and proposing to divorce you, he was also depressed for a long time, and the cigarette butts in the ashtray piled up like a mountain, but it was not for the so-called business, but to let himself think about you."

"I am his good brother, of course you can think that I am helping him to say good things... But what I want to say is that since we still care about each other, we should not miss it easily, you are very lucky , can meet each other and fall in love with each other, but there are still many people in this world, just like the distance between the moon and the earth, which is doomed to be elusive.”

Speaking of this, Yan Yufeng lowered his eyes slightly to hide the disappointment in them.

"Are the patient's family members here? Come here and sign the confirmation letter!"

Song Qi and Yan Yu heard the words and stood up at the same time.

"Hey, hello," Yan Yufeng sat back down again, "you sign it, you sign it, I have no name or title, and I can't compare to your principal."

Song Qi ignored his nonsense, bit her lip and neatly signed her name in the lower right corner.

Yan Yufeng may be right, he does still have Qi Yan in his heart.

Seeing that he was injured trying to protect herself, Song Qi only wished that she could die in place of him and suffer all these crimes for him.

Qi Yan loves him and protects him, but suspects him to hurt him. These days, they have been going back and forth between each other. They have loved and hated, separated and cherished each other. Memories are full of each other, and it has long been difficult to tell who owes whom. There are more of them.

"Baby," Song Qi touched her lower abdomen, which had begun to show signs of pregnancy, and said softly, "You said... Daddy, do you want to forgive that bastard Qi Yan? If you kick me, you won't forgive him, just kick me Two strokes is to forgive him, the decision is in your hands."

The little baby in his stomach seemed to feel something and kicked his stomach.

Song Qi waited for a long time but did not wait for the baby's second kick. It seemed that it was indeed just a light kick.

That means not forgiving?

Song Qi pursed her lips, frowned somewhat annoyed, and said in a low voice, "This time it doesn't count, let's start over."

So he kicked the baby several times in succession, until the baby seemed to know what he wanted, and supported his little feet to shake it twice in a row, Song Qi was barely satisfied.

"Okay," Song Qi nodded solemnly, "Dad knows what you mean."