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

Chapter 84 Song Yan, I Pain

Song Yan's whole body was stiff, and he let Qi Yue hug him, and Qi Yue didn't take the initiative to hug him for a long time with such a simple hug.

Gu Jin stammered nervously: "Brother Yan, listen to me, I just met my sister-in-law here accidentally, and I called you to pick you up, but you don't want to, no, you have something to do and can't come , Yuxi went to drive, and she took her sister-in-law back."

Song Yan interrupted him: "You don't need to explain, I didn't say anything."

Gu Jin nodded instantly, "Then, Brother Yan, it's nothing, Yuxi and I will leave first."

Song Yan just looked at him and didn't agree or disagree.

Qi Yue called "A Yan" just now, and she knew who A Yan was.

After hesitating for a while, Song Yan said, "I still have something to do. I didn't say I came to pick her up."

Gu Jin squeezed her palms, not knowing what to do.

Song Yan is only normal. He has seen Song Yan's abnormality since he broke up with Qi Yue. If Song Yan has no feelings for Qi Yue, Gu Jin doesn't believe it.

Over there, Yuxi drove the planner over, and laughed at Song Yan mercilessly after seeing Song Yan: "Didn't you say you can't come, why are you here again? Don't worry, I will give you a chance. After tonight, Qi Yue's attitude will be fine." It's all on you."

Song Yan looked down at Qi Yue's head, but still refused, he pondered for a while, and said, "Yu Xi, Qi Yue is entrusted to you."

Qi Yue hugged Song Yan tightly and did not let go: "Don't, don't, don't go with her, I want to go back with you, go back with you."

Qi Yue lost his temper, Song Yan didn't know what to do, and looked at Gu Jin for help.

"Brother Yan, since you are here, why don't you want to take your sister-in-law back?"

Song Yan glanced at the club's billboard with dark eyes, and smiled wryly, full of sarcasm: "She thinks I'm disgusting, tell me, will she be happy seeing me tomorrow?"

After finishing speaking, Yuxi's eyes suddenly turned red: "How can Qi Yue?"

When Song Yan said the phrase "She looks disgusting at me", he was very humble and cautious, for fear that the person in his arms would recognize him and say it again in front of his face.

One side is enough, after only listening to it once, he was already too sad to bear it.

Song Yan attributed all the mistakes to him, reflected over and over again on what else made Qi Yue dissatisfied, and reflected on why Qi Yue felt disgusted by him. After thinking for a long time, he realized that all the mistakes in the past It was cast in three years.

No matter what remedial work he does now, Qi Yue is already looking at him with tinted glasses, so how can he forgive him so easily?
These days, Song Yan often calls Yuxi and asks about Qi Yue, everything is in detail, and she even remembers her taste very clearly.Yu Xi understood that Song Yan had already paid a lot to restore his relationship with Qi Yue.

For a moment, Yuxi felt sorry for Song Yan. The word "disgusting" is just two simple movements of rolling the tongue and grinning the lips, but its lethality is far worse than those dirty words.

Qi Yue casually sentenced Song Yan to death, and Song Yan's carefulness meant nothing to her.

"Ayan," Qi Yue murmured, and Yu Xi understood that she wanted to hug him so tightly.

"Qi Yue, you little scumbag, let go of her, Song Zhaoyan is dead!" Yu Xi walked over and grabbed Qi Yue, and said through gritted teeth.

Song Zhaoyan is dead, and the first seven days have passed. It is impossible for him to appear in front of them as a living person in this life.

Yu Xi thought, the possibility of Song Yan winning was really slim, he was competing with a dead man Qi Yue liked.

"He's here." Qi Yue stubbornly grabbed Song Yan, his eyes were red.

After sleeping, she became more awake. When she saw Song Yan, the word "Ayan" popped out without even thinking about it. Even she herself didn't know who she was calling, so she hugged who.

Yu Xi looked at her, only to feel that she was becoming more and more unfamiliar.

"Qi Yue, let me tell you again, Song Zhaoyan died, in mid-September, in Shenxi, do you remember, you still want to take his ashes where he wants to go, but the Song family Bury him in Viking Hill."

"He also left you a letter, and only you have read it."

Yu Xi tried to lure Qi Yue back to reality.

It was really a toast to relieve her sorrow, Qi Yue actually recalled it cooperatively for a while after hearing what she said, and then she remembered everything.

Thinking of Song Zhaoyan's disappearance, thinking of the letter he left behind, thinking of Weijing Mountain, thinking of her cutting her wrist once.

Qi Yue let go of Song Yan, the bandage was still on her arm, she didn't even remove the wire.

The white bandage was wrapped around the whole wrist, the white was glaring, and the pain of tearing flesh came from the depths of her memory, she seemed to feel the pain.

"Song Yan, it hurts." Qi Yue murmured in a low voice.

Song Yan heard it, and he looked at Qi Yue nervously: "Where does it hurt?"

"Arm," Qi Yue raised his arm, "Here, the wound hurts."

Qi Yue cried to Song Yan in a soft voice, like a kitten scratching the tip of Song Yan's heart with her fluffy paws, it was itchy and numb.

This time, her name was "Song Yan", and Song Yan could hear it very clearly.

Because Qi Yue inexplicably yelled that it hurts, the four people who were going home went to the hospital instead. The doctor took off the bandage, and the wound was almost healed, the pain shouldn't be.

The doctor asked her how it hurt, but Qi Yue couldn't tell.

In the end, the doctor prescribed penicillin antibiotics and glucose for her, saying that it was time to ask the doctor on duty to remove the thread tomorrow, and then pay attention to it and wait for it to recover.

Song Yan sent Yu Xi and Gu Jin away, and accompanied Qi Yue in the emergency room to administer a bottle.

During the National Day, there were only the two of them left in the emergency room. Song Yan leaned on a row of chairs, and Qi Yue was next to him. After taking half a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine, Qi Yue fell asleep.

Song Yan kept his eyes open the whole time, and looked up from time to time to see how much was left in the medicine bottle.

It was already past three o'clock in the morning after the glucose injection was finished, Song Yan asked the nurse on duty to pull out the needle, and didn't care about the nurses' blatant discussion, so she directly hugged Qi Yue up in the princess hug.

Even if tomorrow's news will be full of his intimacy with a strange woman, Song Yan doesn't care anymore.

The car drove to the villa, Qi Yue was still awake, Song Yan took her back to their former room, put her on the bed, and sat beside her to observe for a while.

From May to October, Qi Yue never went back to this villa, and she didn't remember anything about it.

Song Yan thought about it carefully, the day Qi Huan came back, Qi Yue moved out in a hurry, and the next day he directly called the moving company to take away all the paintings she left behind.

Qi Yue is really decisive, the kind who won't leave a single thought behind.

Song Yan smiled wryly, she doesn't like herself, so what is there to miss?
Song Yan regretted it. He regretted that when Qi Yue asked him if he would keep her, he answered so decisively that he cut off all her hopes.

"Song Yan..." Qi Yue fell asleep, and suddenly murmured, frowning, and didn't know what nightmare he had dreamed about him again.

(End of this chapter)