Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

Song Yu has moved back to the small villa for a while, and there will always be a day when there is a hot gossip that loses its value in public opinion. It is impossible to occupy the headlines of any page day after day. In fact, the news had already begun to show signs of cooling down long before I left the country.

Of course, I don't want to get to the bottom of the matter whether Zhou Diqing has anything to do with the cooling down of the incident. The whole thing was revealed by him, and it's meaningless to me to take some compensation measures afterwards.

After dinner, I drove to the private hospital where Zhou Diqing lived, which is the one where all the wealthy upper-class people in City B like to visit together.

My impression of this hospital is still that I accompanied Song Yu here two years ago to visit Song Wanzhuo, who had a burst blood vessel, but was stopped downstairs by the dog-eyed security guards who refused to let him in. Sometimes a little guilty.

But I didn't expect it to be unimpeded this time. Not only was no one fiercely blocking the entrance, but also the staff came up to guide the way.

"Is it because we are already too famous?" I tugged at the corner of Song Yu's clothes nervously, looked up at him and asked in a low voice.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and stretched out his hand to hold me, the smile on the corner of his mouth looked quite mysterious: "Maybe."

"The audience is wide open, pay attention to the influence!" He gave Song Yu a hard look, and carefully pulled his hand back. Fortunately, the person leading the way in front didn't pull his head back.

Song Yu took my hand back indifferently: "Don't worry, the biggest advantage of this hospital is that the security measures are very good." Just as the words fell...

The person leading the way suddenly looked back and smiled: "Yes, yes, protecting the privacy of patients has always been the first purpose of our hospital."

I:"……"

Zhou Diqing's ward door was guarded by two bodyguards standing straighter than the flagpole. The battle was just like the one in the TV series. Seeing us approaching, the two of them moved a step towards the middle and blocked the door tightly. of.

I took the opportunity to give Song Yu a hand: "Since they don't welcome us, let's go back."

Unmoved, Song Yu lifted the fruit basket in his hand, and expressed his intention to the two door gods: "Please inform me, please tell me that Song Yu has something to talk to Mr. Zhou alone."

alone?I was still thinking about the meaning of the word "Song Yu" before I could react. The two door gods automatically stepped aside when they heard the word "Song Yu", and their attitudes changed 180 degrees. Open the door and invite Song Yu to go in: "Mr. Zhou has already explained that if Mr. Song is visiting, you can go in directly."

"Thank you." Song Yu didn't seem surprised at all, and walked inside.

Of course I wanted to follow in, but in the end I ran into a solid wall of flesh. The pain was not painful, but it was humiliating to be blocked from the door like this.

Facing a hideous scarred face with a black face, looking at the closed door, I felt ridiculous: "What do you mean?"

There was no ups and downs in the formulaic voice: "Mr. Zhou ordered that if Master Ruan and Mr. Song come together, only Mr. Song will be allowed in."

I:"……"

Song Yu stayed in Zhou Diqing's ward for a full two hours. When he came out, his face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of dark clouds. I was walking around anxiously outside the ward, and my hair was torn out a lot. Seeing that Song Yu finally came out, he rushed over and grabbed his arms and asked eagerly, "How are you?"

You have to know that Zhou Diqing, a psychopath, can even do such a perverted self-mutilation behavior as stabbing himself. Song Yu came to apologize to him again today, so he will naturally be shorter than him, and he has been talking behind closed doors for so long. Of course I want to Check carefully whether Zhou Diqing has done anything to Song Yu. It is not worth mentioning such trivial things as leaving me alone.

Song Yu seemed to be in a trance. Seeing that I was stunned for a few seconds before I focused my gaze on my face, I couldn't help becoming more anxious: "What did that bastard Zhou Diqing say to you?"

Song Yu frowned, glanced at Zhou Diqing's two bodyguards behind him indiscriminately, and said lightly, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

In fact, what I am more worried about is whether Zhou Diqing will tell Song Yu that he and I are both reborn and that I abandoned Song Yu in the previous life, immigrated to the Netherlands with him and got married, after all, Zhou Diqing is already It's not the Zhou Diqing I know at all. I can't predict whether he will continue to use crazier actions to refresh my opinion of him after doing so many unbelievable things.

I almost looked at Song Yu eagerly and hoped that he could give me a reassurance. Song Yu probably had something hard to say. His Yingting brows were furrowed and never relaxed. He just repeated: "We'll talk about it when we go back."

Accompanied by Song Yu's words "I'll talk about it when I go back", my heart was almost crushed, and an extremely ominous premonition quickly rose in my heart.

On the way back, Song Yu still refused to say a word. I secretly looked at him and found that the veins on his neck were bursting out. What is he trying to endure?

I finally got home and parked the car. This time I would never let Song Yu go. The moment he opened the car door for me, I rushed out and hugged him, almost begging in my tone: "Don't In this way, I am afraid."

Song Yu's whole body trembled, the lights in the garage were dim, and his expression was very hazy, but I was all too familiar with that gentle voice: "It's okay, I've already thought of a solution."

"Huh?" Song Yu said that I was completely confused.

"I will send you to England in advance, at the beginning of next month." Song Yu rubbed my head and said succinctly, "First go to the language class for the first half of the year, and then officially enter the school in September, starting from the freshman year. , I’ve also decided on my major, foreign business is better, I’d better continue studying finance, if Tongtong still wants to study mechanical design, I’ll send you to Germany to study as a graduate student after graduating from university.”

I was taken aback when I heard it, why was it so much earlier all of a sudden?I don't need to study language classes at all, and I will definitely get the IELTS score. Why did Song Yu send me abroad in advance?

Just thinking about it, Song Yu took the initiative to answer this riddle for me: "Zhou Diqing had a showdown with me today, and that knife was just a showdown. The purpose was just to let me understand that as long as he wants to, he can get you in any way at any time. So I have no better way than to send you abroad in advance. In the next period of time, I will try to get the chance to return to the Song Corporation as soon as possible. Diqing is quite powerful, so he can't do anything to us."

Somehow, a few words that Song Mi once said to me came out of nowhere. He said that he voluntarily withdrew from the battle for the successor of the Song family because Song Yu couldn't afford to lose. He also said that Song Yu didn't want to fight but It must be contested.

Why can't Song Yu afford to lose?Why does Song Yu have to fight?These questions have troubled me for a long time, and Song Mi has been keeping secrets and refusing to talk about them until now...

"That's why you have to go back to the Song family?" The voice trembled so much that I couldn't believe it was my own voice, "You knew Zhou Diqing's thoughts on me from a long time ago. right?"

"Yes." Song Yu did not deny it.

I felt my heart was about to jump out, I carefully pushed Song Yu away, and asked tentatively, "What else?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows in confusion: "What else?"

"What else did Zhou Diqing tell you?"

Song Yu paused, seemed to be thinking seriously, and then told me with certainty: "No more."

Will Zhou Diqing give up such a good opportunity to drive a wedge between us in front of Song Yu?I couldn't believe it, and looked at Song Yu with wide eyes: "Be honest!"

Song Yu's eyes flickered, and he paused for a long time before he said helplessly: "There is still something about Pingyi."

When I mentioned Pingyi, I felt powerless, so I turned my face away and said uncomfortably, "Go in, I'm tired."

Song Yu responded, and directly hugged me horizontally.

"Don't make trouble!" I'm not in the mood now, and I still need time to implement Song Yu's avant-garde theory that "departure is not the choice of the dead but the choice of the living".

"I don't do anything, I just want to hug me." Song Yu leaned over and rubbed his face against me, "Is my waist still hurting? Really don't need to go to the hospital to take a picture?"

"If you have to go to the hospital every time you do it, why don't you touch me in the future."

Song Yu smiled: "Then I will try to control my strength when doing it in the future."

The damn face is red again...

2015-03-15