Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

Ke Mei took a stack of photos into the lounge of the "Midnight Flight" bar, placed them directly on the tea table in front of Song Huaijin, and said, "Song Yan has started checking you."

Song Huaijin looked at the photo and smiled slightly: "What did he find?"

"Not yet," Ke Mei said, "He hasn't seen you before, and it's not very effective to check with only a sketch and the child's relevant information. Fortunately, I made arrangements in advance, and they found the village chief. There, the thread ends."

Ke Mei paused, and said, "Why were you so careless back then, that he saw you?"

Song Huaijin said disapprovingly: "I didn't intend to let them survive at the beginning, so it doesn't make any difference whether he can see or not."

"Ke Mei was a little speechless, "This place is no better than yours. If someone discovers your special ability, you will be in trouble. "

Song Huaijin stared at the photos for a moment, and said, "Or, let's ask him to come over and have a chat."

"Who?" Ke Mei didn't follow his train of thought for a moment.

"Song Yan."

"Isn't it?" Ke Mei raised her voice in disbelief, "Didn't you never have direct contact with them?"

Song Huaijin raised his eyes and glanced at Ke Mei quietly: "Didn't you say before that it was God's will that they survived a catastrophe?"

Ke Mei: "..."

"Since you use God's will to suppress me, then I should also obey God's will."

Ke Mei became interested, and leaned forward: "So, what are your plans?"

"Start Plan B."

Ke Mei was startled for a moment, but after understanding the other party's intentions, he gradually smiled.

He thought for a while and asked, "Then, should Xia Lin also..."

"No, I only contact Song Yan for the time being," Song Huaijin said, "At present, only Song Yan has seen me, and I happen to have my own considerations."

Two days later, Ke Mei went to City D and appeared in Song Yan's VP ward.

"Doctor Ke, you're here." Sitting in a wheelchair, Song Yan greeted him with a smile, then waved his hand to let the nurses who were taking care of him back out.

Ke Mei looked Song Yan up and down for a moment, then said with a smile: "It seems that you have recovered well recently."

"It's really recovering well," Song Yan smiled slightly, "except for this leg."

Ke Mei always felt that Song Yan's smile was a bit rash, touched his nose, and changed the subject guiltily: "Then what, I have a friend who wants to meet you, I wonder if it's convenient for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yan smiled again: "But the one I've been looking for recently?"

Ke Mei showed a surprised expression: "Why do you..."

"Actually, I asked my assistant to investigate before, and I didn't specifically ask him to investigate secretly, so he did the investigation openly and aboveboard, and I'm not surprised that it would alarm your friend." Song Yan paused, "Maybe it can be Said, I know it is difficult to find him, but it is easy for him to come to me on his own initiative.

Ke Mei narrowed her eyes slightly: "So, you knew from the beginning that I was with him?"

"It wasn't at the beginning," Song Yandao, "At first I was just wondering why you insisted that I, the person in charge, deliver this batch of goods in person. This is beyond common sense, but I did it anyway. I originally planned to go and see What are your intentions, but when I saw Xia Lin was there, I forgot about it—now that I think about it, you may have inquired about my relationship with Xia Lin early in the morning.

"Later, the mudslide broke out ahead of time. Xia Lin took me to hide in the cave, and your friend appeared outside the cave immediately, as if waiting there early in the morning. The situation was too complicated at that time, and I didn't have time to sort it out. information, but recently I lie on the hospital bed with nothing to do every day, and when I am bored, I tend to think about things, and if I think a lot, I will figure it out."

When Song Yan said this, he looked up at Ke Mei: "Do you think my analysis is correct, Doctor Ke?"

Ke Mei raised her eyebrows, but didn't answer him directly, and said, "So, do you have any questions?"

"There are many questions, the biggest question is, who are you and your friend? Or, your friend who can make the mudslide follow his intention with a single move, is he really human?"

"Well..." Ke Mei rubbed his chin, "Why don't you come with me, you can ask him this question yourself."

"How do you plan to take me away?" Song Yan spread his hands and said, "My family has hired someone to take care of me day and night. I have poor legs and feet, so I can't just follow you. Why do you want to take me away?"

"You think it's complicated," Ke Mei smiled, "My friend only needs to delay your time for half an hour, and you just need to give an order to ensure that no one comes in to disturb within half an hour."

"It's that simple?" Song Yan said, "Video chat?"

"This is so insincere, of course it's an interview."

Song Yan raised his eyebrows. Although he still didn't quite understand how to do the half-hour interview, he still took out his mobile phone and called his assistant: "I want to discuss some work matters in secret with the client. Keep watch, and don't let anyone come in to disturb you within half an hour."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yan looked at Ke Mei again: "I've done what you asked, what about you?"

Ke Mei also made a phone call, and the content was very brief: "OK."

The other party seemed to say something, Ke Meiyiyan took out a spell from his pocket, circled around Song Yan, and then stood in the circle himself.

Song Yan found that a ring lit up around the two of them, and then the things in front of him receded rapidly, so fast that there were only shadows left.

When he looked intently again, he found that he was no longer in the ward, but in a strange room with a coffee table and a sofa, and the decoration was good, but the light was a bit dim.

There was a faint sound of feasting and feasting outside, and it looked like a box in a bar.

A young man in a white shirt was sitting on the sofa, looking at him calmly: "Meet you again, Mr. Song.