Chapter 45: It's twelve o'clock, it's time.

Something really happened to the Song family.
On Song Yanqing’s birthday that night, his father Song Siyin still talked with his son for a while, thinking about the special day.
Although Song Yanqing was weak, he did not show any signs of excessiveness, so Song Xiyin was very happy to discuss the future with him.
At about 10 o'clock, she told Song Yanqing to go to bed early.
His life is extremely regular and a healthy schedule.
But Song Yanqing didn't want to sleep that night.
To be correct, his sleepiness was extremely abnormal. Even when he was working, he had never experienced such a heavy sleepiness when he wanted to be sleepy.
He didn't know why, but he didn't sleep with one eye open.
There was a vase beside the bed, and Qiao Jin's words were always in his mind.
"Once tonight is over, you are going to die."
A girl said nothing but nonsense, acting like a crazy person, no one would believe her.
Song Yanqing couldn't help thinking.
He once thought that he might die, but he has survived all these years.
Ah Yu slept next to his bedroom. Because he had to pay attention to Song Yanqing's movements, the room was not soundproofed, so that Ah Yu could hear if there was any unusual movement on Song Yanqing's side.
The Song family was afraid of something with him.
Another is also cautious, trying not to quarrel with Song Yanqing. He dare not even play with a mobile phone. He can be called the representative of contemporary bodyguards. He has a healthy lifestyle.
He opened his eyes, restraining the extremely intense sleepiness, and the wall clock on the wall was slowly advancing.
Lying down alone, counting the time quietly, such a process is very painful.
When he finally reached the moment when the minute hand and the hour hand pointed to 12 o'clock together, a suffocating force came vigorously along his neck.
In the long night, the demon was rampant, grinning at him.
Time is up.
The pain this time was different from before, Song Yanqing was deeply aware that he might die.
The whole body was cold, and his strength was lost at that moment. He almost used all his strength, shaking stupidly, and then put his trembling fingers on the vase, and then pushed it down.
With a "boom", the vase fell to the ground, falling apart, making a loud sound.
Another jumped out of bed almost instantly.
Song Yanqing was covered with a blanket next to his bed, and there would be no sound when anything fell on the floor. He had the foresight to move it away today.
When it was really about to die, perhaps it was a certain premonition, but he was still a little unwilling and made the last effort.
Although he didn't know if it was useful.
The moment the vase fell, he closed his eyes, and his body fell weakly.
That night, the Song family could hardly sleep all night.
Song Yanqing was rushed to the hospital, and when Ah Yu saw Song Yanqing's different gray face, he realized that something was wrong.
He immediately arranged for someone to take Song Yanqing to the hospital, and at the same time notified the others in the Song family.
Song seemed to wake up without even wearing Zhou Zheng's clothes, and almost passed out the moment he saw his son.
A heavy shadow hung over the Song family. At that moment, everyone realized that Song Yanqing's illness was different from usual.
The Song family has a family doctor, but during the examination, the doctor's face turned pale.
Song Yanqing's breathing was already extremely weak, several times, even interrupted breathing for a long time.
It was like a person about to drown, as if he was struggling constantly.