Song Ye's white moonlight stand-in, I'm not right

Chapter 72 I Will

Tuo Heti took a puff of his cigarette, and the gray misty smoke rose slowly, and then drifted away little by little.

"Are you sure it's reliable? If they are called to the police, they are all public figures..."

"The target is the staff, not these celebrities. Remember it. The people on the second and third floors cannot move." Tu Yan warned sharply.

Tohti chuckled lightly and didn't speak any more.

"Tomorrow I will find a reason to ask them to hand over their mobile phones. After two days of filming, the artists will go down the mountain first. You can figure out the rest."

"My request is that everyone thinks that the person who disappeared has gone down the mountain."

When Tu Yan said this, he was a bit ruthless, but Tuo Heti glanced at him calmly, "Do you really think you can get rid of it?"

"The police are not vegetarians either. Some people disappeared for no reason, and they disappeared just after the filming of the variety show ended. I don't doubt you, what a waste of money that is."

Tu Yan gritted his teeth and looked at Tuo Heti for a while: "If you didn't persecute me like this, how could I do such a heartless thing!"

Tohti only gave him a mocking look.

Song Yan was lying on the bed in the dormitory, shaking his feet, feeling quite bored.

The night outside the window was getting dark, and a full moon poured white light, illuminating the playground, and the concrete floor became paler and paler.

In the dead of night, only the cries of unknown animals echoed in the mountains.

"Song Yan, what should I do if I can't call the police later?" Qi Yue asked after standing by the window for a while.

Song Yan casually raised his arm and shook it, his fingers danced lightly in the air, and said, "It doesn't matter, I'm here."

Song gave speeches many times with me, Qi Yue pursed her mouth, glanced at him from the end of her eyes, and didn't feel very relieved.

It's just a 24-year-old younger brother, and when it comes to protection, it doesn't make people unforgettable or thrilling.

Just like a mother feels that her child will always be just a child no matter what age she is, Qi Yue also feels that no matter how old she is, Song Yan will always be a younger brother to her.

It's not that he didn't take responsibility, it's just that he couldn't help but wanted to protect him.

"I remember, do you have a spare machine?"

Song Yan hummed, groped under the pillow, took out his cell phone outside of work, turned it on, and the signal was only on one bar.

Qi Yue took the phone and looked at it. Even if there was no signal, she could still call the police.

"Qi Yue, have you ever thought that all the information you have obtained now is the result of your own crazy imagination?"

Qi Yue fiddled with the phone and said nothing.

Or why it is said that women have a sixth sense but men do not have a sense of danger, she still exists.

Song Yan sat up and looked at her: "If nothing happens tonight, will you still be afraid?"

Qi Yue rolled his eyes at him, wondering who was so frightened that she asked her to accompany him yesterday?
"Go to sleep, I didn't sleep much last night, and I didn't take a nap today, aren't you sleepy?" Song Yan asked her.

After what Song Yan said, Qi Yue didn't feel sleepy at first, but the next second, sleepiness hit her instantly. She froze for a while, gritted her teeth: "I'm not sleepy!"

Song Yan laughed out loud.

"why are you laughing!"

"I think you look so cute now."

It's really cute to pretend that she's not sleepy even though she's very sleepy.

Qi Yue scratched her head, she hadn't washed her hair for three days, and her hair smelled a little bit, she let out a long sigh of relief: "Song Yan, are you childish!"

Song Yan: "..."

Qi Yue gave him a white look, turned around and was about to open the door.

"Where are you going?" Song Yan stood up eagerly and asked her.

"Sleep, where else are you going?"

"Although this single bed is not big, it can still squeeze the two of us."

"I don't want to sleep with you!"

Song Yan grabbed Qi Yue's right hand, and lowered his voice: "I beg you, please stay with me, I'm afraid."

Qi Yue: "..."

"It's you who are afraid, not me, you remember clearly Ang." Qi Yue bluffed.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid."

After half a year, they lay on the same bed again, both cautiously.

Song Yan looked at the back of the person beside him and said softly, "Good night."

Qi Yue ignored him.

Soon, Song Yan's clear and even breathing sounded in his ears, and he probably fell asleep.

Qi Yue glanced at the door lock by the light, and after making sure it was locked, she went to sleep in peace.

The night was peaceful.

The next day, Song Yan woke up amidst the crowing of cocks, and saw that it was only past four o'clock.

It was still dark, and the only light on the playground was the moon. The concrete floor was still pale, empty, and looked weird.

Song Yan sat back and stared at Qi Yue's sleeping face without blinking.

Qi Yue has always slept badly, afraid of the cold, and in summer when the air conditioner is turned down, she rolls herself into a small sushi with a quilt, or rolls into his arms.

In winter, the whole person is curled up and wrapped in the quilt without letting his head out.

Qi Yue didn't seem to be sleeping at the moment, her limbs were in different positions, her long hair was laid loose, but her face was very obedient.

Song Yan's brows softened in an instant, and his eyes meticulously described Qi Yue's appearance - eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth.

She and Qi Huan really look alike.

On the day Qi Huan left, Song Yan was rushing to announce that a commercial was being filmed in Jiang City.

Xiao Hong called him and told him that he wanted to change his assistant. The previous one had resigned, and Xu Zhen would be his assistant in the future.

After receiving the call, Song Yan only asked about Qi Huan's whereabouts. Xiao Hong didn't know what he was thinking about Qi Huan, so she told him all about Qi Huan's whereabouts.

The following commercial, Song Yan, was not filmed, so he left work and his partner and ran to the airport to block Qi Huan.

When he arrived, according to Xiao Hong, Qi Huan's flight had already taken off, and Song Yan was about to buy a ticket to the same destination, but "Qi Huan" miraculously appeared in front of his eyes.

"Song Yan." Standing in the waiting hall, she called him softly with gentle eyes.

Song Yan was in a daze for a while, Qi Huan, who was supposed to take off with the flight, didn't leave, and was still waiting for him here.

Song Yan ran over and hugged Qi Yue in his arms so tightly that he almost melted into his flesh and blood. He said, "Don't go, Qi Huan, don't go."

Song Yan's voice was a little crying, and Qi Yue let him hold him. The young man's embrace was full of sunshine and the fragrance of laundry detergent. It was hot and full of security, which was Qi Yue's favorite smell.

"Ayan." Qi Yue couldn't hold back, and called softly.

Song Yan froze, and in the next second, Qi Yue was pushed away by Song Yan.

"You're not Qi Huan, Qi Huan wouldn't call me that." Song Yan's face darkened, the air pressure in his body dropped suddenly, and he instantly cooled down.

Qi Yue also stood there in a daze, not knowing what else to say.

Qi Huan called her to ask her to hold Song Yan back, but they had only been together for a few minutes before revealing their secrets. Qi Yue blinked her eyes, pursed her lips lightly, and became a little more stubborn.

"Song Yan, hello, my name is Qi Yue, joyful Yue." Seeing that Song Yan was about to buy a plane ticket, Qi Yue suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Yan's clothes.

"I like you. I have liked you for a long time. Can we try?" Qi Yue blurted out her confession, and now she just needs to do everything possible to keep Song Yan.

Qi Huan said that she and Cheng Zhen would be very happy together, and she didn't want Song Yan to get deeper and deeper.

Qi Yue thought, she had already promised Qi Huan, so she must do it.

Song Yan looked at her with a frown, probably unable to understand her confession as soon as they met. In Song Yan's eyes, this was probably their first meeting.

"I'm the same as Qi Huan, I'm willing to be her substitute."

(End of this chapter)