Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

The tip of the needle is stuck in the skin, and the anesthetic is injected.

The effect of the medicine gradually took effect, and Song Yuqing was injured and lost too much blood, and soon fell into a coma.

His eyes were shrouded in darkness, and he floated in a daze for an unknown amount of time, before they were filled with white.

Song Yuqing saw a cemetery, many people he knew were gathered around the tomb, looking sad, Xu Qing was sobbing softly.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuqing murmured, with a huge sense of absurdity in his heart.He looked at the surrounding layout, everything was strange and familiar, "Who tell me, what happened?"

No one answered him, Song Yuqing's hand went straight through the crowd, he didn't know why, but the moment he looked up, he met the young man in the photo of the tombstone.

In the small one-inch photo, a handsome young man is looking at the camera with a sunny smile, as if there has never been a haze in the world that can take away his smile.

Song Yuqing looked at it for a long time before recognizing that it was Song Xunnan.

This is Song Xunnan's tombstone.

In a trance, Song Yuqing's first thought was: It's been a long time since Song Xunnan smiled like this.

The bright and bright smile was gradually replaced by emptiness, and the last edge of the young man was worn away, and even his eyes lost their luster.Then I took a lot of medicine, wounds gradually increased on my body, I kept forcing myself to eat and couldn't help vomiting...

From a certain day onwards, the sun seemed to have disappeared from Song Xunnan's side and was quietly taken away by someone.

But he didn't even say hello, leaving a 20-year-old boy tortured to death, and no one cared.

Song Yuqing pressed down on his left chest, his long-lost conscience suddenly started beating, thumping, making people twitch and painful.

He seemed to know what was going on, but also didn't seem to know, he stood there in a daze, at a loss.

Then he saw himself.

Song Yuqing, who had the same face as himself, had red eyes and distorted face and wanted to rush over, but was stopped by everyone.

He heard himself shouting in a hoarse, bleeding voice: "That's not him! Song Xunnan is not dead! Let me go, that's not him!"

One after another, like a cuckoo crying blood, bursts of mourning.

Song Yuqing empathized for a moment, he could hardly restrain the great sadness, despair and bewilderment in his heart, he bent down in pain and grabbed the collar of his chest to prevent himself from being suffocated.His body was trembling slightly, and he tried desperately to block his ears, but a voice still came in.

It was Song Hengxuan's voice.He paused every word, as if he was torturing someone, or torturing himself, his voice was trembling: "He's dead. He's only 24 years old, just graduated from college."

Song Yuqing in the dream didn't believe it at all, he even wanted to dig up the tomb, let them see, it wasn't Song Xunnan.

Not his brother.

But he was slapped.

Song Juwei mercilessly struck Song Yuqing's face with his palm, finally calming him down.

Song Yuqing seemed to have come to his senses. He put down his hands covering his face, looked at all the people attending the funeral one by one, and finally smiled.

Amid Song Juwei's scolding, he suppressed the smile on his face, and his eyes gradually sneered: "Which one of us would Song Xunnan want to see? Crying here is really fake and disgusting. But the dead have no choice." What about his rights? Otherwise, he will definitely tell us to get out of here."

"Bastard!"

He was slapped again, this time bleeding.

Song Yuqing stretched out his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't turn his head away from the blow, maintaining this posture motionless.The pitch-black eyes were like charcoal that had burnt out the last gleam of fire, and even the residual heat had dissipated.

His brother is really gone...

He could not have died, but was forced to die by them.

The second most deviant son of the Song family did not attend the funeral in the end, but disappeared alone.

No one went to track down his whereabouts, and the huge Song family completely collapsed because of a third son who was not valued.

……

The nurse accompanying the bed seemed to have sensed it. When she lowered her head, she saw the star she had seen before, lying alone on the hospital bed, with a tear in the corner of her eye.

Another layer of fog gathered on the transparent mask.

The patient was awake the next morning.

The nurse didn't pay attention at the time, and when she saw that the eyes had opened, she said pleasantly, "You're awake. Is there any discomfort?"

Song Yuqing's eyes were confused, and he didn't seem to be relieved: "Where is this?"

His voice was soft, and his throat tasted rust when he uttered it.It's a pity that Song Yuqing's words were not heard, and all of them were blocked in the mask.

The nurse called the doctor and gave him a full body check.Song Yuqing's injury didn't hurt the vitals, but he needed to stay in bed for a while.

After taking off the ventilator, the doctor said to him: "You are fine, take a good rest."

Seeing that he didn't speak, he thought he was not fully awake yet, so the doctor left after checking the room.

Song Yuqing didn't look at them from the beginning to the end, but just stared at the ceiling of the ward.The condition of the small hospital is limited, and a corner of the ceiling is slightly yellow, soaked in moisture, and moldy.

The ward was quiet again, Song Yuqing closed his eyes, and lay on the bed as if detached, covering his eyes with his hands to block the glaring sunlight outside.

Already left... from that endless loop of nightmares?

The news of Song Yuqing's injury couldn't be blocked at all. His fans knew within a day that the so-called "injured person" in the report was Song Yuqing. They questioned the crew online and asked for an explanation. It's a cliché, you can't fool your fans, and the online fights are in full swing.

The Song family quickly called.

"Mom will be there soon. I can't get away from here. Dad has gone abroad and hasn't come back yet. How is your side? Do you need a nurse?"

After hearing Song Hengxuan's question, Song Yuqing did not answer, but asked him instead: "Where is Song Xunnan?"

Song Hengxuan: "... There was a car accident. It's not serious, just a slight concussion."

Song Yuqing said "Oh" and remained silent for a long while without opening his mouth.

It's not that I don't want to speak, but that I don't know what to say for a while.

Song Hengxuan realized something was wrong: "What's wrong with you? Are you seriously injured?"

"It's not serious," Song Yuqing said slowly, "Brother, I had a dream."

One, a dream that drove him crazy.

===

Song Xunnan will be discharged from the hospital today. He doesn't have anything, so he packs it up very quickly. He can leave directly after the last bottle of liquid is transfused.

In the past few days, the broken brother next to him has been transferred to the ward, and the next bed has been replaced by many people.Now the old man is lying down and listening to the radio. Because his ears are not working well, the sound is a bit loud.Song Xunnan heard the knock on the door three or four times.

"Come in," he called out.

Two unexpected people came in, Song Hengxuan's secretary, and Song Xi.

"What are you doing here?" He raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hello, Mr. Song." Song Hengxuan's secretary greeted him first.

There was a lot of communication between the two, and there was no grievance. Even Song Xunnan's birthday gift was chosen by the other party. It is not too much to say that the secretary knows every preference of Song Xunnan.

Song Xunnan nodded at him: "What do you need from me?"

"It's nothing, I just want to visit Mr. Song. Mr. Song has no time to come because of his busy schedule, so let me do it for you." Song Hengxuan's secretary, surnamed Jiang, is a standard elite.

"Okay, now that you've seen it, I think I can leave." Song Xunnan unceremoniously issued the order to evict the guest.

Secretary Jiang smiled wryly, he didn't expect to be so annoying.He put the fruit basket in his hand on the bedside table: "Mr. Song told me that if you encounter any trouble, you can tell me. You should still have my contact information."

Song Xunnan was straightforward: "No, I'm blacklisted. I don't need your help with anything. If I just came to visit, then you have finished visiting now and you can leave."

He pointed to the door: "Go slowly, don't see you off."

Secretary Jiang had no choice but to lean back and back out.

"Wait," Song Xunnan called to stop him, turning his head to look at Si Si, who hadn't spoken since the Golden Gate, "Why don't you follow?"

Song Xi's expression was not good: "I am not with him."

"It's like this. I was originally entrusted by Mr. Song to visit you. On the way here, Mr. Song called again and asked me to bring Mr. Song Xi." Secretary Jiang explained dutifully.

"It doesn't matter if we weren't together, we all came together when we came, and we walked together when we left." Song Xunnan didn't want to pay any attention to them, and started to swipe his phone, planning to buy a big cake for himself to celebrate his discharge.

Secretary Jiang cast his eyes on Song Xi: "Mr. Song Xi, this..."

Song Xi said, "Go out for a while."

Secretary Jiang opened the door and went out.

Song Xi walked to Song Xunnan's bed, sat down on the chair next to him, and had a long conversation: "Brother, you seem to be seriously injured, do you still hurt?"

Song Xunnan gave him a surprised look: "I thought we were all torn apart."

Song Xi's smile was slightly stiff: "I don't understand what you mean, brother."

"It means you don't have to pretend to be in front of me. If you don't mind being annoying, I'll be shocked when I see it," Song Xunnan finally looked up from his phone, half-sitting and lying on his back on the hospital bed, with a Soft Pillow: "Okay, it's rare for me to have a good temper. Say something if you have something to say, and leave as soon as you finish. I'll give you 1 minute."

Song Xi couldn't laugh this time, his expression changed, and finally he pulled the corners of his mouth: "Brother, your parents have raised you for so many years, so don't be too heartless. Sometimes family is very important. Don't you feel sad that no one is taking care of you?"

"Stop it, the grievances between me and the Song family were settled a long time ago, even the money is settled. You tell me these things..." Song Xunnan narrowed his eyes, thought of something, and laughed, "I guess , it wasn't Song Hengxuan who asked you to come, it was Song Juwei who asked you to come, right?"

Has the old man finally come to his senses?

Song Xunnan never underestimated this adoptive father who had raised him for more than 20 years.Song Juwei started from scratch, went through ups and downs in the business world, met a lot of people, and practiced the ability to talk to people and talk to the devil. Even if he got older in the past few years, his mentality was a little fluttering, but people dare not underestimate him.

He didn't think that Song Xunnan would be N before, so he put him in a position. Now he finally thought about it, and started to win over Song Xunnan, wanting him to return to the Song family and play his own value.

After all, the two sides in this life have not been as deadlocked as in the previous life, and things seem to have room for maneuver.

Song Xi was guessed right, and his expression was a little unnatural: "It will be the day when the Song family will go back to the ancestral house to worship the ancestors, don't you want to go back and have a look?"

Song Xunnan raised his wrist and looked at it: "You've already wasted half a minute."

"I'm sorry." Song Xi managed to squeeze out these two words after a long time.

"..." Song Xunnan was silent for a moment, "Is this the second thing Song Juwei asked you to do?"

"It's because I feel sorry for you, and it has nothing to do with Dad. I didn't expect things to turn out like this before. Believe me, brother, I was also deceived by Lin Sheng." At first I was a little embarrassed, but after finishing the first sentence, The words became smoother and smoother, and Song Xi recited the manuscripts he had typed along the way.

Listening to his eloquent speech, Song Xunnan felt ironic.After Song Xi stopped, he clapped his hands and applauded him: "Song Xi, congratulations, you have successfully integrated into the Song family."

Song Xi was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

It means that he has already subconsciously acted according to Song Juwei's words, and has become another handy tool.

Just like Song Xunnan back then.

It's a pity that Song Xunnan didn't have much value in the end, and he wasn't Song Juwei's biological child, so he naturally didn't receive any attention.

He waved his phone: "Praise you for being obedient. One minute is up, the conversation is over, so I can leave."

"Do you have to speak with such an attitude? How can the Song family feel sorry for you?" Song Xi's patience also has its limit. Now it is obvious that Song Xun Nanyin and Yang have been angered. He stood up suddenly from his seat and stared at Looking at Song Xunnan who was sitting on the bed, he wished to burn a hole in his face.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

The knock on the door came again.

The two looked back together.

Wen Heng stood at the door, had already taken off his white coat, was wearing pure cotton casual clothes, and was looking at the two people in the room.

"Is the infusion over?" He walked in and glanced at the infusion bag.

"It's almost there." Song Xunnan stretched out his hand naturally, Wen Heng held it, then peeled off the tape, pulled out the needle at once, pressed the hole of the needle with his thumb, and pulled out the needle neatly.

Song Xi watched the movements of the two, and his eyes fell on Wen Heng who was standing there. He always felt that those eyes looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw them.

"Have you packed your things?" Wen Heng asked.

Song Xunnan nodded: "It's all packed, and I don't have anything to take back. Thank you Doctor Wen for picking me up."

Wen Jinran was supposed to come here, but he ate too much crayfish last night, so he couldn't come today due to stomach upset, so he asked his brother to come here.

Wen Heng naturally noticed Song Xi's gaze, and asked with a calm expression, "Give you some more time?"

"It's okay, Doctor Wen, don't bother." Song Xunnan turned to look at Song Xi after speaking, "The conversation is over, why don't you leave? Wait for me to stand up and see you off."

Song Xi endured and endured, and finally choked out a sentence: "Brother, think about what I said."

Watching his back as he walked out of the ward, Wen Heng didn't ask any questions.After the needle hole on the back of his hand stopped bleeding, he let go of Song Xunnan's hand: "Let's go."

"Let's go! I'm finally discharged from the hospital!" Song Xunnan stretched his waist, apparently having had enough of life in the hospital.

The two took down the packed things, and Wen Heng went to drive.

Song Xunnan held the fruit basket that Secretary Jiang had just sent over in his hand. It contained some seasonal fruits, and it seemed that there were many of his favorites.He knew clearly that he shouldn't, but he still thought that Secretary Jiang was indeed a caring person, but he didn't know if he could successfully recruit him to be his secretary.

But this kind of thing can only be thought about, Song Xunnan sighed regretfully.

He was so conspicuous standing at the entrance of the hospital, let alone those who went in to see a doctor, even passers-by couldn't help but look at him.

Song Xunnan found out, and raised his eyes to look at them, with a small arc of his mouth.

When Wen Heng drove out and parked at the entrance of the hospital, he saw such a scene.

Song Xunnan obviously saw him too, standing in the sun with a fruit basket in his arms, and smiled at him.A week of being bedridden made him look extremely weak, with a white patch on the back of his hand holding the fruit basket, and a sickly look on his face.But when he smiled, it was like sunshine falling into his eyes.

Wen Heng was the first to look away while holding the steering wheel with his fingers, and he reached out to unlock the car door with a "click".

Song Xunnan, who is so sunny now, or Song Xunnan, who just entered the ward and lost his mind and mumbled in pain, and Song Xunnan, who was ruthless when he called in the toilet, which one is he?

Everyone has their own secrets, Wen Heng doesn't like to delve into the pain of others.

Song Xunnan jumped down the steps in three steps and two steps, and walked in the direction of the car.

===

Song Yuqing found that whenever he fell asleep during this period, he would fall into the previous dream.It was just too weird.

All the details are constantly perfected in the dreams again and again, and the logic chain is complete and rigorous, so that he can't pick out any mistakes.Moreover, the pain in the dream was so real that when he woke up again, he would feel that his breathing was oppressed, like a heavy stone was pressed on his heart, and he was so sad that he couldn't breathe.

Song Yuqing told the doctor about this situation, and the doctor said that he had never encountered such a situation before.

After all the possibilities were ruled out, only the most incredible one remained, that is, what he had was not a dream, but something that actually happened.And the time point is right after Song Xunnan's death.

Will Song Xunnan die?

Like in a dream, life is spent in the best time, and the quicksand disappears.

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Song Yuqing couldn't restrain the anxiety in his heart. He was about to be driven crazy by the emotions in the dream, and he was eager to find an outlet.

So the first thing he did was to call Song Xunnan.

Song Yuqing knew that he had been blocked, so he asked his manager to borrow a mobile phone, typed down the mobile phone number that he had memorized before, and clicked to call.

The long music ringtone is like a blunt knife, constantly torturing the precarious string called reason.

Zhao Qian had never seen Song Yuqing like this before, so he didn't know what to persuade him for a while, so he had to wait for the person on the other end of the phone to connect with him.It's a pity that the other party seemed to be very busy, and no one picked up when the sweet and gentle voice of the customer service came.

Zhao Qian spoke cautiously, trying not to offend Song Yuqing: "It seems that Song Xunnan is still busy, why don't we call after a break?"

Song Yu glanced at him coldly.

Zhao Qian broke down in a cold sweat, and hurried to remedy: "No matter how important things are, you have to answer the phone. Yuqing, try again. If it doesn't work, let's call a few more times."

"You don't need to tell me." Song Yu said in a hoarse voice.

He hasn't had a good rest these days, his eyes are bloodshot and his face is tired.When speaking, the corners of the mouth moved a little more, and the corners of the chapped and skinned mouth split open, and blood gushed out.As if he didn't notice, he dialed the number over and over again.

Finally, on the fifth time, the other party answered.

"You...Xiao Nan, where are you now?" Song Yuqing opened and closed his lips a few times, calling out this name that he hadn't called for a long time, which seemed a little unfamiliar.

"Who are you? Do I know you? It's fine if you don't answer one call, but you still make five calls in a row. Brother, you are too persistent, right?" But there was an unexpected voice on the other end of the phone, obviously a person who was caught. Disturbed girls in a good mood.

Song Yuqing was taken aback for a moment, and then a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.He was eager to confirm: "This phone number is yours? Isn't the owner Song Xunnan?"

"Of course the number is mine. I just bought the number a few days ago. I don't know the person you mentioned. Is the wrong number?" The girl was very impatient, "Don't call again."

After she finished speaking, she hung up immediately, and there were beeps from the receiver, one after another, with a dull ending.

Zhao Qian has a habit of turning up the volume of his mobile phone very loudly, so he, who was sitting next to him, heard the conversation just now.He swallowed, and looked at Song Yuqing who had his head down and couldn't see his expression clearly, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhao Qian never expected that Song Xunnan would have such a great influence on Song Yuqing, and thinking about the mocking words he said before the mudslide made him panic that he was about to be fired.

The phone was gripped hard, making an overwhelmed creaking sound.Song Yuqing pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, and tasted a faint taste of rust in his mouth: "Go and check, find out his phone number."

"Okay, no problem, I'll do it right away!" Zhao Qian hurriedly agreed, trying to atone for his crime.

Song Yuqing didn't care about his petty thoughts, and looked at the call record in his hand with a blank expression: "Get ready, I'm going to be transferred."

Zhao Qian was startled: "Transfer? This is not possible! Yuqing, your injury is still not healed, so you can't move."

Song Yuqing raised his eyes from his hair, staring at Zhao Qian gloomyly: "Are you contradicting me?"

"No, I didn't," Zhao Qian yelled, "Your body can't bear the bumps, and it would be risky to transfer to another hospital. The doctor will definitely not agree to it!"

Song Yuqing laughed suddenly, a low and hoarse laughter squeezed out of his throat, and it was extremely cold: "I still need your permission to transfer, right?"

Zhao Qian could hear that he was angry, and didn't know how to respond.

"Impossible! I will not agree to your transfer!" A female voice sounded.

Xu Qing didn't expect that as soon as she landed and came to see Song Yuqing in the hospital, she heard the conversation between the two before stepping in the door, and shouted sharply: "Second brother, what are you thinking! You want to transfer to another hospital with your body like this? Hurry up." Lie here and heal your wounds."

"Mrs. Xu, you are finally here." Seeing hope, Zhao Qian hurriedly brought Xu Qing in, hoping that she could persuade Song Yuqing.

Xu Qing: "What are you rushing back to do? Meeting fans or busy with work? Let me tell you, don't even think about it, just take a good rest during this time."

"Neither of them," Song Yuqing let go of the hand holding the phone, watched it tremble nervously, clenched into a fist, and pulled the corner of his mouth.Because of his actions, the slit on his lips got bigger: "I'm going to see Xiao Nan."

He didn't know whether it was a dream or the future, but it was undeniable that he was eager to see Song Xunnan now.The living Song Xunnan,

What do you do after meeting someone?

Song Yuqing didn't know, but his current state was about to drive him crazy.

Xu Qing didn't expect him to say such a thing, she was taken aback for a while and then became angry: "Did you get knocked out of your head or did Song Xunnan tell you something? You didn't even want your own life, dragging on like this I have to go to see him!"

Hearing what she said, Song Yuqing knew that he would not go through the hospital transfer procedures for him, so he simply pulled out the infusion bottle, blood splashed all over with his movements, the pinholes on the back of his hands kept bleeding, and his skin immediately A piece of green.

"What are you doing?" Xu Qing was startled.

Song Yuqing didn't seem to notice the pain on his body, and sat up with his upper body propped up, wanting to put on his shoes and go out. "Sit down! Sit down for me!" Xu Qing anxiously reached out her hand to press Song Yuqing, but she didn't know where to start after seeing the gauze.

Song Yu replied in a hoarse voice: "You can't stop what I want to do."

"You're wrong!"

Shocked and angry, Xu Qing slapped Song Yuqing directly across the face.

The air is still.