After death, the white moonlight became the mortal enemy

airport.

Song Yu was wearing sunglasses, saw the assistant's car, and sat in with a tense face.

"Tell me about Xia Chen."

As soon as he got into the car, he took off his sunglasses, his eyes were scarlet, and he looked at the assistant for a moment, his voice was hoarse like a broken silk brocade, suppressing the ups and downs of emotions.

The moment Zhuo Xiaopang saw Xia Chen's posthumous photo in his circle of friends, his world seemed to have collapsed. He was crushed by layers of broken buildings, and a suffocating despair swept over him.

How could this be?

Must be wrong.

He looked at that picture over and over again.

He still remembered that he had accompanied Xia Chen in the photo shop to take that photo.

He even went up to Xia Chen, insisting that the photographer take another group photo, and then took the photo to tease Xia Chen, asking if the two of us looked like we were taking a wedding photo.

Xia Chen blushed and glared at him, trying to grab the group photo, but he stuffed it into his wallet.

Now that photo is still in his wallet.

He held up his mobile phone and asked the bodyguard if the person in the hall was Xia Chen. Seeing his intense emotion, the bodyguard wanted to support his trembling body, but he pushed him away.

He called Zhuo Xiaopang with shaking hands, wanting to confirm from Zhuo Xiapang that this was Zhuo Xiapang's prank.

But before the call got through, Zhuo Xiaopang hung up.

He repeated this several times, probably out of impatience, Zhuo Xiaopang just answered the phone, and before he could speak, Zhuo Xiapang scolded him head and face.

"Song Yu, aren't you singing and drinking coffee with Lu Zhao skiing? Why are you calling me? When did our relationship get so good? I'm afraid you don't know. I used to be nice to you because of the monitor's sake." Come on, now that the squad leader is dead, who do you think you are? A dandy like you, young and old, I can hit ten with one punch! Call me again, don't blame me for kicking you next time we meet!"

"Zhuo An!" Song Yu couldn't help raising his voice, calming his heaving chest, and asked word by word, "Is Xia Chen really dead?"

"Joke, can this tm still have suspended animation?"

"How could this be?"

"Beep beep..."

Zhuo Xiaopang hung up the phone again.

Song Yu called back again, but found that he had been blocked. He wanted to contact other students, but held back after opening the dialog box.

He doesn't believe it.

How could Xia Chen die?

How can a person who can eat ten pairs of chicken wings die suddenly?

Song Yu didn't want to get "fake news" from other people, he wanted to go back, meet Xia Chen's people with his own eyes, and listen to Xia Chen's explanation with his own ears.

Didn't Xia Chen just want him to come back?

He goes back immediately now.

"President Song, not long after you left, Mr. Xia Chen had a car accident on the street, and was...died when he was taken to the hospital." Shen Qin looked at Song Yu through the rearview mirror, and spoke slowly.

In the narrow compartment, there was a dull atmosphere.

Song Yu didn't speak.

Shen Qin felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, quietly increased his hand holding the steering wheel, lowered his head, not daring to look at Song Yu again.

"Shen Qin, even you lied to me? How did Xia Chen benefit you?"

"President Song, I didn't lie to you."

The car was silent again, no one spoke.

Song Yu seemed to be in pain, his brows were tightly frowned, and the shadows above the carriage fell on his face, casting alternate layers of dark colors.

After a while, he said, "Drive."

Shen Qin drove in a hurry, but didn't dare to ask where he was going.

After the car left the airport, it came to the flyover, and there was a white mist outside, like being in a misty dream.

Song Yu thought, this is a dream, fake.

But the place where the heart was, there were bursts of cramps, and even the whole body ached, reminding him that this was not a dream, it was real.

He had never had such a moment of collapse, and he wanted to hold back, but he couldn't help it at all.

It turns out that when people are in a state of extreme sadness, their hearts will really break.

"Shen Qin, why didn't you inform me that something happened to him?"

"President Song, it was you who said before, don't tell you about Mr. Xia Chen again."

Shen Qin swallowed his throat and spoke cautiously.

He thought about contacting Song Yu, but seeing the photo of Song Yu drinking coffee with Lu Zhao, he held back.

He has been with Song Yu for a long time, maybe others don't know, but he knows that the person Song Yu likes is Xia Chen, so he has such a selfish thought in his heart, he wants to see the scene where Song Yu regrets too much.

Because he also felt worthless for Xia Chen.

Song Yu was blocked by Shen Qin's words, and a few self-deprecating laughs came from his chest, so did he refuse to know about Xia Chen's news?

This caused him to find out almost half a month after Xia Chen's death!

He has known Xia Chen for so many years, but in the end he didn't even see Xia Chen's last face.

Ha ha.

Song Yu laughed more and more madly, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, his heart beat violently, his stomach suddenly retched, Shen Qin was so frightened that he hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road.

He pushed open the door and rushed to the side of the road.

"President Song..."

Shen Qin found some spring water for him to rinse his mouth, but he held the mineral water bottle and sat on the grass, like a child whose toy was snatched away, disregarding his image and crying in despair.

Shen Qin stood by the side at a loss, wanting to comfort others that they would not be able to come back to life, so that they could not be resurrected.

But how cruel is this sentence?

He knew that no matter what he said at this time, Song Yu would not like to hear it, so he kept silent and stood quietly by the side.

"Where did Xia Chen have an accident?" After a while, Song Yu wiped his mouth, stood up and asked Shen Qin, holding the mineral water bottle tightly with his right hand, trying his best to restrain his grief.

He seemed to have accepted Xia Chen's death, and the next step was to digest the pain.

"The accident happened on the pedestrian street in Longfeng District. Mr. Xia Chen was knocked down by a car crossing the road after buying food."

"Is there a video of the accident?" Song Yu felt that every word he uttered was piercing his heart. He didn't want to face the reality, but he had to reveal the bloody truth.

"Yes, you have to go to the police station to check."

"Then go to the police station."

After Song Yu finished speaking, he seemed to have no strength. After getting into the car, his whole body collapsed. He leaned on the car seat and curled up to relieve the pain in his whole body.

In a trance, he heard Shen Qin talking to him, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and got out of the car with Shen Qin's arm to stabilize his body.

Looking at his pale complexion, Shen Qin couldn't help feeling a little worried, "President Song, you just came back from the United States, why don't you take a rest first and watch the video tomorrow?"

He was really afraid that Song Yu would be unable to bear it even more when he saw the video.

Song Yu was silent for a while, struggling with pain in his heart. He wanted to see it because he wanted to see what happened to Xia Chen at the last moment, and he didn't want to see it because he didn't want to accept Xia Chen's death.

He struggled for a long time before he mustered up the courage to watch the video.

That was the picture taken by the camera on the road. In the upper right corner, when the familiar figure stayed on the pancake and fruit stand, Song Yu's heart suddenly lifted to the throat, and his eyes were fixed on the picture.

The clothes Xia Chen was wearing were the same ones they wore the day they quarreled.

Song Yu had the illusion that they had just separated, but what happened for a few hours was separated by yin and yang.

In the video, when Xia Chen was queuing up, he received a call, and his complexion got worse and worse as he didn't know what the other party said.Then, Xia Chen hung up the phone, picked up the pancakes and left.

He looked a little dazed, his eyes were not bright, but his brows were tightly frowned. When he walked to the side of the road, he was about to pass when a black Santana crossed the road and ran into him.

Song Yu didn't dare to look at the picture. When the car was about to hit Xia Chen, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He couldn't breathe, so he knelt down and held his heart.

The car seemed to hit him, crushing his internal organs, and the pain was so painful that he was about to fall apart.

Why……

Why is this...

Xia Chen, shouldn't you live well and make me regret it?

Do you use this method to make me feel miserable?

"President Song, I'll send you back first, and we'll think about these things tomorrow."

Shen Qin was really afraid that something would happen to Song Yu, so he thought about calling Song's father and Song's mother, but Song Yu stopped him as soon as he took out his phone.

Song Yu's eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, and he held his mobile phone, "Since Xia Chen is dead, where is his tombstone?"

"Sir, you are really not suitable now..."

"I'll ask you again, where is Xia Chen's tombstone?" Song Yu raised his voice, as if if Shen Qin didn't speak again, he would beat him up the next moment.

Shen Qin had no choice but to say, "Mr. Xia Chen's ashes are placed in Nan'an Temple."

"Ashes?" Song Yu chuckled a few times.

All that was left of him was his ashes...

"Who will handle Xia Chen's funeral?"

"It's Qin Ming."

Song Yu raised his head abruptly, his face was embarrassed, bloodshot eyes were pooling in his eye sockets, he was terrifying, he glanced at Shen Qin a few times, but didn't speak again.

After leaving the police station, he ordered Shen Qin to rush to Nan'an Temple immediately.

Sitting in the car, Song Yu's mind was full of messy thoughts.

Qin Ming...

This person is really lingering!

Why should he handle Xia Chen's funeral?

And why did he decide to send Xia Chen's ashes to Nan'an Temple?

The more Song Yu thought about it, the more angry he became, but the one who was even more angry was himself. He was so angry that he lost the ability to think, and he didn't want any rationality. He only wanted Xia Chen.

In fact, he regretted it the moment he got off the plane in the United States.

He has known Xia Chen for so many years and knows what kind of person Xia Chen is, but he doesn't know why he still uses such harsh words to describe Xia Chen when they quarrel.

He even said that he would try with Xia Chen only if he was blind.

How could he be so mad at that time?

Thinking of this, Song Yu closed his eyes and leaned on the back seat. The whole car was enveloped by the gloomy and sad atmosphere of him, making people breathless.

Shen Qin occasionally looked sideways at him, but he didn't dare to look too much.

The car drove smoothly all the way, and when it arrived at Nan'an Temple, more than two hours had passed.

When Song Yu got out of the car, his footsteps were weak, and he almost fell head-on on the bluestone slab.

There are more than 200 steps in Nan'an Temple, spreading into the thick fog, giving people a sense of time and space leading to emptiness. Song Yu walked up the steps step by step.

"Benefactor Xia's ashes were placed in the Tongkun Pagoda by Mr. Tan." Master Huiyi paused after speaking, "Mr. Tan specifically explained that no one is allowed to disturb the peace of Benefactor Xia."

"Master Huiyi, Xia Chen is my friend, and I should take over his funeral affairs. His ashes should also belong to me."

When Master Huiyi heard the domineering and forceful words, he just put his hands together, bowed his head and said Amitabha, and did not stop Song Yu.

Song Yu walked into the Tongkun Pagoda, found Xia Chen's urn, and saw Xia Chen's name written on it, as well as Xia Chen's photo, which was the same photo as the one in the Diantang.

Song Yu couldn't help reaching out to caress the person in the photo, his eyes gradually darkened, and then he clenched his fists and smashed the urn directly.

Bang bang bang!

One sound is more intense than the other.

Shen Qin was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Song Yu, but was pushed away by Song Yu.

The wooden urn was quickly smashed to reveal the urn inside.

Song Yu took out the ashes urn, tears fell drop by drop, hitting the urn.

"Xia Chen, didn't you say I'm an asshole? Are you scolding me now?"

"Hehe, is it interesting for you to become like this now?"

"You might as well stab me."

Song Yu was stupefied, crying and laughing as he spoke to the columbarium.

"Xia Chen, I want to take you away."

"Even if you die, it's still mine."

"Xia Chen, I miss you very much."

Song Yu looked dazed, and stretched out his hand to slowly open the ashes cover

During the half month in the United States, he thought about Xia Chen all the time.

It's a pity that face made him unwilling to bow his head and take the initiative.

"Xia Chen, you..."

Song Yu's words stopped abruptly, and the eyes that fell into the jar suddenly stopped.

The urn is empty.

Embarrassment instantly appeared on his face, he threw the urn into Shen Qin's arms, and ran to Master Huiyi.

After Master Huiyi heard that the urn was empty, he was startled, clasped his hands together and sighed, "Mr. Tan arranged for Mr. Xia's benefactor, and this urn was also placed in the pagoda by Mr. Qin."

Song Yu didn't speak any more, turned around and left the temple, and asked Shen Qin to contact Tan Ming's secretary without taking a break.

But Tan Ming's secretary refused to say much, and after a few polite words, she hung up on Shen Qin's phone.

Shen Qin searched everywhere and finally found the address of Tan Ming, but he was blocked outside by the bodyguards of the Tan family, and he was not allowed to go in no matter what.

After being rejected, he had to go back first.

But he doesn't intend to let it go, he must take back Xia Chen's ashes!

On the way back, Song Yu asked Shen Qin to check Xia Chen's communication records, who called Xia Chen that day, and then Xia Chen lost his mind...

After giving the order, he closed his eyes and never opened them all the way.

Inside the villa, Xia Chen vaguely heard voices outside, as if someone was arguing. He was just going to the balcony to watch the excitement when he was dragged back by Qin Ming.

Qin Ming hugged his waist and spoke slowly in his ear, "Are you bored staying in the room?"

"Bored!" Xia Chen nodded heavily, and was about to talk about this matter with Qin Ming. The soul in his body is a human being, and yearning for freedom is his nature. If he is kept locked in the room, he will go crazy.

And in the past two days, Tan Ming stayed by his side every step of the way, which made him feel less and less free.

"Then how about we go to the suburban villa for a while?"

"Is this going on vacation?" Xia Chen's eyes lit up instantly, looking eager to try.

"Well, it can be understood in this way."

"it is good."

That night, Xia Chen and Qin Ming packed their things and went to the villa in the suburbs.

Xia Chen originally thought that this villa was the name of the hotel, but after entering, he realized that it was one of the Qin family's vacation villas, and it was also the only villa built on Dong'ang Mountain in S City.

The design concept of the villa is to return to nature, so the yard is full of lush bamboos and unknown flowers and plants. Walking in it has the illusion of walking in the garden.

There is also a dark rectangular pool in the yard. I don’t know what is raised in it. When Xia Chen passed by there, he vaguely caught a few pairs of green eyes floating on the water, staring straight at him, making his scalp hair twitching. Ma, followed behind Tan Ming step by step.

After settling down for a while, Qin Ming went to work in the study, and Xia Chen stayed alone in the bedroom.

Xia Chen knew that Tan Ming didn't want himself to be known by outsiders, otherwise he wouldn't have brought him to this remote villa to relax.

But he didn't intend to be a pet AI or other supplies AI for the rest of his life.

He felt that since God gave him a chance to be reborn, it was to allow him to make up for or correct the people and things in the past, so he didn't want to waste this rebirth quota.

You have to find a suitable reason to convince Qin Ming.

Otherwise, tell Tan Ming directly that he is Xia Chen.

But when he thought about the situation he was about to face after his identity was revealed, he had the idea of ​​dying on the spot, so he still couldn't reveal his identity.

Then there is only one way to do it - the beauty trick.

You must know that he was not destroyed by relying on his beauty tricks back then.

Thinking of this, Xia Chen hastily raised his right hand, moved his thumb, and slowly slid out a small mirror from the palm of his right hand.

This is a new function that he discovered in his leisure today.

He looked left and right, he was quite confident at first, but he didn't know why he was inexplicably vain when he thought of playing tricks on Tan Ming.

What kind of man has never seen a person like Qin Ming?

"Will this face be too white?"

He retracted the small mirror and muttered, so relying on the face alone is still a bit dangerous, so you have to learn to speak.

After all, no man can resist love words.

He organized some words in his mind, planning to flirt with Tan Ming later.

He wanted to tease Qin Ming so much.

He checked the time, it was just after twelve o'clock.Usually at this time, Lu Yu would prepare a glass of milk for Tan Ming, but these days, Lu Yu left it to him.

Holding the hot milk, he knocked on the door of the study, and Qin Ming's voice sounded immediately, "Come in."

Xia Chen walked in carefully, and put the milk on the side.

After hesitating for a while, he straightened his neck and took the initiative to take Qin Ming's hand.

Qin Ming looked away from the computer screen, looked at him from bottom to top, and then, without waiting for Xia Chen to speak, suddenly grabbed Xia Chen's hand and pulled Xia Chen into his arms forcefully.

Xia Chen almost uttered the word "Fuck", and suppressed it in his throat.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ming asked with bent eyes.

Xia Chen swallowed his throat, hooked Qin Ming's little finger, and was about to speak flirtatiously, but when he met Qin Ming's gaze, it got stuck in his throat instantly.

Is it the sweetheart?Or senbei chuanbei?

His head was buzzing, and at this moment he couldn't think of anything, couldn't say anything.

Tan Ming's dark eyes, half a smile, not a smile, dyed in the hazy light, soaked in an ambiguous warm color, although he didn't do any unnecessary movements, but those gentle and tender gazes were like two trains rising with black smoke , is opening to look at the quiet place where the spring is full of gardens.

Xia Chen suddenly understood the sentence on the Internet, and drove with his eyes.

Qin Ming was driving with his eyes at the moment, and he had already been dragged into the car by Qin Ming.

Thinking of this, his overall AI is not very good. He wanted to get out of the car, but was held by the back of the neck by Qin Ming. Qin Ming's voice became deeper and deeper, with a hint of confusion, "What's the matter?"

"I...I want to show you a chest popcorn show, sir."

"..." Qin Ming.

Noticing that Qin Ming's arm was stiff for a moment, Xia Chen quickly got off Qin Ming's body and took out a handful of corn from his trouser pocket.

Originally, he planned to fry the corn himself.

"Sir, stand back, I'm going to start the show."

"..." Qin Ming.

Xia Chen opened his chest, threw the corn in, and after pressing the button, after a while—bang!boom!boom!

Countless corn kernels exploded in his chest.

He was trembling from the blast, but he pretended to be calm, and smiled sarcastically, "Sir, this is imported American corn, full of grains, and the popcorn must be very fragrant."

Qin Ming seemed to be a little disgusted by the sound of popcorn popping, his brows were tightly frowned, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. He raised an arm, wanting to say something to Xia Chen, but put it down again.

Xia Chen saw white sweat protruding from his temples, and the forearm that was resting on the desk was trembling slightly.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong with him!

"Qin Ming..."

Xia Chen was about to get close to him, but he pushed him away again, and he sat down on the ground, the popcorn in his chest scattered all over the floor.

There were still some popcorn left in his chest, which continued to explode.

Qin Ming broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and his lips turned white. He reached out to help Xia Chen, tried his best to suppress his emotions, and said slowly, "I'm sorry, Xia Chen, you go out first."

"Qin Ming..."

"go out."

Qin Ming grabbed his arm, pushed him out, and then closed the study door tightly.

Xia Chen stood outside the door in a daze, what happened?

what happened?

He twirled a piece of popcorn in his chest, and went to Lu Yu while chewing.

Since Lu Yu handed over the evening affairs to Xia Chen, she fell asleep early. Hearing Xia Chen knocking on the door, Lu Yu turned on the light sleepily and went out.

There is a strong popcorn scent in the nose, which is particularly attractive in the middle of the night.

Lu Yu couldn't help swallowing, then ate Xia Chen's popcorn while listening to Xia Chen describe what happened in the study.

The more Lu Yu listened, the more solemn his expression became, so that the popcorn in his mouth had to eat three at a time to feel delicious.

"You mustn't blow popcorn in front of Mr. next time."

"What's wrong? Is he allergic to popcorn?"

"No, it's sir... He will feel a little uncomfortable with the sound of the explosion."

Xia Chen paused, remembering that Tan Ming's expression gradually changed after hearing the sound of popcorn popping.

"Why is he afraid of explosions?"

Lu Yu opened his lips, lifted it up in one breath, and then took it off heavily after a while, as if recalling some bad past, a few wrinkles formed on his face.

"When the husband was six years old, the wife shot herself in front of the husband, so when the husband heard the gunshots, fireworks and other explosions, he would feel a little abnormal."

Xia Chen was stunned when he heard the words, he didn't expect that Qin Ming's mother had passed away, let alone committed suicide in front of Qin Ming.

"It's a good thing that your popcorn blasting sound is relatively quiet today, otherwise the husband would not just drive you away, but you have never seen him lose his temper... Tsk tsk..."

Xia Chen thought, he had seen it before, and it was the first time when he appeared beside Tan Ming as No. [-].

He still hasn't forgotten the scene of that night.

A room in the dark, glass shards everywhere, the smell of alcohol, and an angry man...

Thinking of this, Xia Chen suddenly felt guilty. When Qin Ming pushed him to the ground, he still blamed Qin Ming a little.

He really didn't know that Qin Ming would have such a stressful reaction to the explosion.

"I'll go and see him." Xia Chen was worried about him, and tried to get up, but was stopped by Lu Yu.

"When you go over at this time, the husband will not open the door at all, and the more you talk, the harder it is for the husband to calm down." So every time the husband is emotionally unstable, Lu Yu hides as far as he can from the servants .

However, after the development of the Xizao series, they would use the Xizao robot to calm Qin Ming's emotions. Thinking of this, Lu Yu's expression froze, and he looked at Xia Chen with complicated eyes.

Isn't this the Xizao robot?

Just now, he chatted with Xia Chen for a while, and he even forgot that Xia Chen is a robot!

The more Lu Yu thought about it, the weirder his expression became, he felt like he was bewitched.

"Didn't you use me to calm his emotions last time? This time I should be able to do it too." Xia Chen was very anxious, fearing that something would happen to Qin Ming, he stood up again, and Lu Yu stretched out his hand to stop him.

Xia Chen looked at him puzzled, and he swallowed in embarrassment.

"Leave the popcorn before you go."

"..." Xia Chen.

Xia Chen stood at the door of the study room, knocked on the door a few times, but didn't hear a response, so he lay down on the crack of the door and listened to the sound inside.

He had better hearing than a human, but he couldn't hear anything at the moment.

The study was unusually quiet.

Will anything happen to Qin Ming?

Xia Chen was about to push the door, but someone patted his back.

Without turning around, he hissed furtively, "Don't talk."

The people behind really didn't speak any more.

Xia Chen frowned deeply, hesitated for a moment, and decided to forcefully break into the study.

He exerted all his strength in his heart, and then—slammed his head on the door.

"Bangdang-"

The door was knocked open, and Xia Chen's head was also crushed.But he hasn't noticed it yet, he just feels that the vision in his right eye is a little drifting, always pulling up unconsciously.

"Tin Ming..." Xia Chen rushed in, looked left and right, but didn't find Qin Ming, then his eyes fell on the wide open window, his eyes trembled, and then he wailed, "Tin Ming, why are you doing this?" take things too hard?"

Xia Chen cried and ran over, shouting to the outside, "Tin Ming...Tin Ming..."

In the silent and empty mountain, his shouts and echoes echoed one after another, giving off a somewhat mournful and sad taste.

"Woooooooo..."

"What should I do if you die?" Don't you make me feel guilty for the rest of my life?

Xia Chen hadn't had time to say the last sentence, but someone patted his shoulders behind him again, and he sniffled. He was so sad at the moment, he turned around and wanted to tell that person, let's go dig Qin Ming together.

Then after seeing the other person's face clearly, he was suddenly speechless.

Qin Ming seemed to have gone out to wash her face just now, her hair was still stained with water on her forehead, her black eyes were a little hazy from the mist, but the narrowness in her eyes was extremely clear.

Xia Chen suddenly showed a loveless expression, so embarrassed that he wanted to jump out of this window.

So Qin Ming has been behind him just now, watching him cry?

Later, he also found that because of his howling, all the servants in the villa got up, and they were all standing at the door of the study room, watching him quietly.

Lu Yu, the leader, gave him a thumbs up while eating popcorn.

Xia Chen thought, this is probably the social death of AI.

Xia Chen's head almost fell to his chest, and he also wanted to stuff his head into the microwave and fry it.

He thought Qin Ming was going to say something, but Qin Ming didn't say anything.

Qin Ming glanced at the door, and those who read the story immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

Qin Ming stretched out her arms to hug him, she was taller than him.

His head was right next to Qin Ming's jaw, and his nose was full of Qin Ming's breath. He felt aggrieved and embarrassed, but he tried his best to save himself, "In the mind of a robot, the master is everything. I thought something happened to you just now." , I was frightened and stupid.”

"Well, I was so scared." Qin Ming repeated Xia Chen's words with deep meaning.

Xia Chen raised his head, "Did you read my joke?"

"No." Qin Ming's expression became serious, her downcast eyes revealed a charming look, "Xia Chen, I'm very moved."

Seeing him crying and calling his name out the window, Qin Ming felt that it was worth jumping from the window at that moment.