Chapter 919: Fortunately and unfortunately (4)

Chapter 919 Lucky and Unfortunate (4)
After all, Song Ying is just an ordinary person. At best, she has only had a girl who has exercised more physical strength.
The cold environment quickly took her physical strength away.
Like a patient suffering from narcolepsy, Song Ying's eyes have been struggling between closure and insomnia... Holding Luo Qiu, since the beginning, there has been no separation.
Perhaps it is the instinctive desire for business, and there is no bad idea, just heating each other.
"porridge..."
"porridge?"
Luo Qiu’s body is also at the limit of tolerance. This time it’s a temporary temptation to feel the fear of death – but he found himself not aware of it.
He was ‘dead’ once – when the first transaction was shot and killed by the guest, but immediately resurrected in the club.
Probably the concept of 'not dead' has long been in the subconscious, so even the subconscious does not feel fear of death... It seems that this experience is useless – probably not doing this extra experience in the future. Alright.
The brain is like a two-and-a-half split, with rational thinking on one side and emotional experience on the other. And rationality is analyzing this emotional experience all the time.
In fact, in the end, Luo Qiu did not really understand what his essence is.
"White porridge... I know, it was you that morning, you did it..."
"Yeah." Since he was recognized, Luo Qiu also admitted this matter very calmly.
Song Ying’s eyes are almost indecisive at this time, and she is weak:
I, we are here... How long has it been?

"It's a long time, it's almost an hour."

Is it less than an hour?
Song Ying seems to be a bit surprised, but she is saying this dream:
It seems like... After a year.

"Maybe I can think of some happy things." Luo Qiu suggested.
Song Ying did not hear that Luo Qiu’s voice was so stable from beginning to end – the body was trembling, but when he spoke, he could not feel it at all.
Song Ying smiled a bit, "Happy things... this time and a half..."
Luo Qiu’s eyes suddenly turned and quickly glanced at the shelf of a cargo in the cold room. Then he whispered:
When you are with your family, isn’t it a happy thing? The days can be counted, and the happy things are natural. Also."
"That... too much... too much..." Song Ying has subconsciously lowered her head on Luo Qiu’s shoulder. "From my memory... until my parents died... I tell you, count Nothing is coming."
"Can you tell me?" Luo Qiu suddenly grabbed the palm of Song Ying.
She suddenly felt a little warm, but the body was still uncomfortable, but the consciousness did not feel the pain of the cold at this time, but at the same time it was very tired - this is a very strange state.
"Remember that once in kindergarten... a dance, a dance..."
Song Ying said slowly, some of her memories have been hidden for a long time... Perhaps it is because this kind of death is coming, I did not deliberately think too much about what should and should not be.
As long as I can think about it again, as long as I can say it once, under such an environment, no one will be too much... It’s not so much to say to Luo Qiu, it’s better to say that this is what I said to myself. Things.
Mindful things, past events hidden in the heart.
"There are a lot, a lot... just say..." Song Ying’s eyes suddenly opened a sigh of relief and smiled sullenly. "I said so much... You should also say something."
Luo Qiu suddenly said: "In fact, I have something I can't understand. You said to me that night... You said you want to stay with me, even marriage can be regarded as a means... What is it for?"
Song Yingyi, she did not know if she was because the cold room environment was too bad, the cold made her memory appear chaotic - because she remembered the reason she should have said it once.
But why should Luo Qiu ask again?
I don’t plan to think about it... At this time, it’s just an extremely difficult thing to keep myself awake. Song Ying subconsciously said:
I told you... after my parents left... At that time I Lying in the hospital bed, I was actually awake... came over. But the grandfather was sitting next to me alone... lonely and lonely. At the helm of the Song family, when he could only cry helplessly."
"I don't want to happen the same thing in the future..."
"Finding you is the greatest wish of my grandfather in this life, so...so I will think about leaving you..."
"Songjia... If the Song family can wash the white from the black, there is no need to face so many enemies... so I will always work hard, even if it is cumbersome, it is also a very happy thing for me... ..."
"I know... I know that my grandfather hurts me very much, but in essence there is still a patriarchal thought... but I don't really care. He is a patriarchal woman because he feels that the hard things should be resisted by men... And the woman of the Song family should stay at home safely..."
"Actually... Actually, I didn't even think about proving that I am stronger than a man... just the Song family... the Song family is really no one... such a big foundation... I can only inherit it..."
Song Ying smiled bitterly: "You know, my character... He, he is impossible to keep the grandfather's foundations safely... I know that he has his own ideas... He may not care about the Song family. The wealth of the future. He may be able to create another Song family that is more powerful than the current Song family... but I can't..."
"I don't have that talent... no matter how hard I try... no matter how much time I spend on my work... I, I don't have that kind of talent... I can only barely maintain the size of the Song Dynasty... I only I can barely replace the foundation of my grandfather..."
"I am so tired... I am really tired..."
"So I think... I think if this time... can have more than one person at this time... one more you..."
"You also have the blood of the Song family... You are the descendant of your grandfather's brother... You actually have this qualification more than me..."
"When grandfather and I said this thing... I hesitated for a long time... But in fact, this is really one of the most effective arguments for solving the current difficulties of the Song family..."
"The marriage of rich families is not much happiness at all... The marriage between families, the union between strong and strong is more relaxed and normal... compared to them... In fact, I have been more fortunate... at least, at least Really... I don’t hate you very much... and Gan Hong is also very reason to stay by your side... I rarely see her having the kind of relaxation...

"But you are really... mad... I am an acute person, you are always warm and unwell... I don’t say it, I’m angry when I say more...

"Actually... Actually, you just asked me, if I go out... I want to do what I want most. I want to have a cup of warm water. It is actually a lie to you... If I can go out, my first thing I want to do. ...doing it, telling my grandfather that I have nothing to do..."
"You... are you listening again... Are you asleep... Luo Qiu... Luo..."
She seemed to use her last strength, climbed up, looked up, but looked at the calm and calm face and found that he was smiling at himself.
That kind of gentle smile, I don’t know why, let Song Ying remember when her parents were still there when they were young.
Actually... actually when you laugh... it’s pretty good.

She suddenly wanted to kiss this person.
But it doesn't seem to be the attraction between the opposite sex... and the kiss is not love and desire... The consciousness gradually becomes slower. Song Ying subconsciously gave up thinking, but just followed his own feelings.
Slowly want to kiss this smile.
She closed her eyes, and the last trace of heat in the body also turned into the power of this movement - she did not know if she had success or not, only felt that she had come to a very warm place.
She actually fell down suddenly.
Luo Qiu looked at her close to herself, he was able to know what Song Ying wanted to do - but in the end she still fell down, perhaps saying that she would fall down.
Luo Qiu took the body of Song Ying, whispered: "Or leave it to someone who can give you happiness in the future... It should be almost the same."
Said, Luo Qiu also slowly lowered his head.
The chill formed frost and gradually covered him and her hair.
Quiet.
Quiet.
Quiet.
Dead...
Suddenly, the door of the cold room was opened, and the figure quickly rushed into the cold room. On one side, Luo Qiu and Song Ying were simultaneously picked up, and then they quickly came out.
Outside the refrigerated area, I saw Song Ruran. Although both hands were holding the two backs at the same time, but they were crying, watching Song Tianyou standing in front of him, sand channel: "Dad... I was wrong.

Song Tianyou just sighed, and suddenly he was a little old, whispered: "Let the doctor come over. I also... I am wrong."
......
......
Jingle Bell.
This is the sound of the bell blowing on the window by the breeze - the hot weather outside, the twisted scene floating on the asphalt road, and Luo Qiu slowly opened his eyes in the big bed of the room.
After waking up, Luo Qiu first looked at the bell by the window and then smiled. Then he looked at Song Yuran who was sitting silently on the sofa next to him.
He seems to be thinking about something, but at the same time he also found that Luo Qiu has been awake.
Song Xiaoran did not get up, still sitting on the sofa, at least toward Luo Qiu, there was a stubborn smile, "How do you feel? Come alive?"
"Live over. Have we returned to the humble house, this decoration style should be nothing but the cold house, there is no other place." Luo Qiu looked around.
Song Yiran, curious, asked: "You don't feel surprised when you are out of danger?"
"If this is a script that I thought of at the beginning, I shouldn't be too surprised." Luo Qiu shook his head.
Song Xiaoran suddenly said: "You...when did you find out?"
Luo Qiu said casually: "At the beginning, it was not too sure, but when I was looking for butter in the cold room, I accidentally saw a power cord, then I noticed it and found a camera hidden behind the shelf. ""
Song Yuran said: "A camera can't represent anything... Maybe this is just a means that Basil used to threaten the old man."
Luo Qiu shook his head and said: "When you went out in the morning, you ordered so many people to come out. Finally, your enemy was mixed into the red building. Even the white president was held, and there was no movement in the middle. A little bit can't be said."
Song Ruran opened his mouth and suddenly smiled: "Xiao Luoqiu, if you are my enemy, it would be too horrible."
Speaking, Song Xiaoran shook his head and then called, just saying: "You can come in."
After a while, the door of the room was ringing, and then you came to a thick middle-aged man. However, his face looked thin and the overall look was gloomy - knocking in the door People, it’s a great thing.
At this time, Basil saw Song Ruran and quickly called out: "Large and small."
He then turned to Luo Qiu: "Qiu Shaoye!"
Luo Qiu slightly stunned: "You are going to tell me... do you know?"
I saw Song Yuran making a gesture, and Basil in front of his eyes put his hands on his face, and then began to groan for a while - finally, 'Bazil' was actually giving his face a whole piece. The ground was torn down.
"3D printed leather mask." Song Yuran said: "It was developed with some techniques taught by Mr. Blair. This master of human face is the real Basil. But this Basil has been killed by me. ""
"What time is it?" Luo Qiu asked curiously.
Song Yuran said: "Remember that when we came to this side on the first day, did we go to Chinatown? At that time, I felt a little strange about the attitude of Baishuitang... I told you, my instincts. I have always been very accurate. So I later asked O'Neill and Lluvia to do some research... Don't look at Lluvia to listen to hot, like a female beater, in fact, she is a very powerful hacker~"
"Lluvia found in the private computer of Baishuitang that he used some funds from the Song Dynasty and quietly set up a company information outside, and the company has another partner."
"Bazl?" Luo Qiu asked.
"Yes, it is Basil." Song nodded noddedly: "Bazil is a man who actually played against me several times, but every time he failed. I didn't expect him to catch up this time. Baishuitang... I am going to catch the old fox in Baishuitang. So before I went back to the village according to the instructions of the old man, I had already ordered O'Neill to take people to kill Basil."
Song Xiaoran looked at the man who had taken off his face: "The Basil you saw now is selected from the village. For nearly a week, the people who came into contact with Baishuitang were him."
"Do you know Song Master?"
"I didn't say it at first." Song Yanran shook his head. "I was going to finish it today, but I didn't expect Sakura to suddenly break into the red building, so I had to temporarily modify the plan."
Speaking of this, Song Xiaoran smiled a bit: "Apologize first, it is my idea to put you in the cold room. I was originally planning to let you have something, and in the end, let me now feel the whole head."
"What about the white pond?"
Song Xiaoran said indifferently: "What else can I do, this guy who is not intending to do so, of course, is to send him to travel around the world."

Why tell me?
Luo Qiu suddenly asked.
Song Xiaoran was silent for a while. "Because the guilt... Sakura said in the cold room, to be honest, I never thought about it. Even the old man is..."
He looked at Luo Qiu: "Tell you, I hope you don't mind, I can guarantee that this kind of thing will not happen in the future."
Say, Song Xiaoran stood up, then bowed his head and seriously apologized: "I'm sorry."
"What are you going to do next?" Luo Qiu asked again.
Song Yuran said: "I will tell Sakura that the gangsters have been killed. As for the white water pond, I sacrificed myself to save me... This thing, only you and me, and the old man, and this fake." Basil 'know.'
"Since guilty, why not simply confess this to Song Ying?" Luo Qiu shook his head.
Song Xiaoran sighed: "Sakura, she also regards Baishuitang as a relative. If you change it to be... you want to know this really?"
"In this case, there is no need to apologize for anything like me." Luo Qiu smiled slightly. "This is fine."
Song Yanran stared at Luo Qiu seriously, and suddenly asked: "Those words... Are you deliberately guiding Sakura to say it?"
"I don't remember." Luo Qiu shook his head. "I almost died at the time... you said."
"Haha!"
......
"rest well."
Song Yuran left Luo Qiu's room and walked in the hallway with the person who pretended to be 'Bazil'.
At this point, the Basil's pretending is very incomprehensible: "Large and small, there is one thing I always can't understand. At that time, we let the master who has been helping you repair the car quietly in Sakura. The explosives installed on Miss’s sports car clearly have no power, and they are not dead, just to deceive which killer... But why do you blow the sports car directly down the cliff?"
"I don't know." Song Xiaoran shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Probably God thinks I love being too dead, give me a warning..."
......
Jingle Bell.
Still the sound of the wind blowing bells - in another room.
When Song Ying wakes up, I saw Song Tianyou sitting next to him and holding his palm. "Grandfather..."
"It's okay, it's okay." Song Tianyou smiled and gently patted Song Ying's back. "It's okay. Grandpa didn't cry this time."
"Grandfather..." Song Ying cried and cried. "I am fine."
叮 铃 bell, 叮 bell, 叮 bell... Ling.
The evening wind blows.
(End of this chapter)