I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 125 The "Prank" from the Courier

"Manager Song, what's wrong with you?"

Song Qingyue was called back to her senses, and suddenly raised her head to look at the person standing in front of the desk, and frantically stroked her temple hair, "What did you just say?"

Xiao Yu looked at Song Qingyue suspiciously, "I said someone brought you something today."

"what?"

She pointed to the things on the table, "That's it. A courier delivered it to the front desk early this morning. It's for you by name."

Song Qingyue took the box over. There was no real signature on the courier slip, only a phone number, and even the address was empty.

She casually picked up the utility knife in the pen holder, opened the outer package of the express delivery, and carefully took out the box inside.

Xiao Yu slightly raised her head to take a sneak peek, wanting to see what was sent inside, Song Qingyue glanced over, and she stood upright again, with lowered eyebrows pleasing to the eye.

Song Qingyue lifted the lid of the gift box slightly, and after seeing the contents clearly, her expression changed suddenly.

Hastily closed the lid, green fingers pawed at the edge of the box, knuckles were hard, slightly pale.

"Manager Song, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Yu looked at her suspiciously, "Is there a problem with the gift?"

"No…"

She twitched the corner of her mouth forcefully, "Xiao Yu, you should go out and do some work first..."

"Oh~" Xiao Yu smiled ambiguously, "Did our president give you some precious gift?"

She didn't speak, but swallowed hard.

Seeing that Song Qingyue's expression was not quite right, Xiao Yu closed her mouth tactfully though she was curious, and said, "Manager Song, then I'll go out first."

Song Qingyue nodded, and as soon as she went out, Song Qingyue threw the box on the table like an electric shock, her stomach burst into acid, and she lay down beside the trash can in the office and retched in embarrassment.

He vomited for a long time, his little face was flushed, and his stomach was still contracting continuously due to convulsions.

She managed to calm down a bit, and sat on the floor with an ugly expression on her face.

After a long time, Song Qingyue patted her chest, got up from the ground, picked up the box on the table hesitantly, went downstairs and left the company, threw the box into the trash can on the street outside the company building, and then left.

After she left, a figure came out from behind the green trees planted by the street, and picked up the gift box that Song Qingyue had just thrown into the trash can without being too dirty.

As soon as the lid was lifted, Shao Ming's expression changed drastically.

The stench in the box irritated people's sense of smell, Shao Ming covered his nose, and felt chills down his spine after looking at the things inside.

In addition to the dead rat, there was also a cat's head that had been separated from its body, and the inside of the box was stained with blood, and the dead rat's body had already rotted and had maggots.

Shao Ming resisted the urge to throw the box out, who gave this kind of thing to the young mistress?

Busily took out his mobile phone, quickly took a few photos, then put the lid on the box and threw it back into the trash can in disgust.

Shen Yichen, who was resting in the apartment, received a WeChat message from Shao Ming, clicked on it, and after seeing the high-definition big picture clearly, his black eyes sank slightly.

Not long after, Shao Ming received a call from Shen Yichen.

"what happened?"

Shao Ming was still standing by the trash can, "This is a courier delivered by someone this morning. Xiaoyu told me that she thought it was a surprise from you, the president, to the young mistress, but the young mistress looked unhappy after seeing the things in the box." , and heard the sound of the young lady vomiting at the door, so I felt something was wrong, so I told me."

"I came out with the young mistress, and I dared to go up to check after she threw the box, and it turned out..."

"express delivery?"

"Well, yes." Shao Ming replied respectfully, "Xiaoyu said that there is no signature, only a phone number, and the address bar is also blank. Now the express delivery should be with the young lady. President, do you want to check?"

"Check, go to the company's monitoring first, and check who sent it over."

"clear."

After closing the line, Shen Yichen's face was serious and tense, and he clicked on the photo sent by Shao Ming, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Who sent this kind of thing so badly?It seems that it is only aimed at Song Qingyue alone. Could it be that... Song Qingyue also provoked other people?

All day long, Song Qingyue's complexion was not very good-looking, she was pale and weak, and her thin body looked as if it could be broken in half by the wind.

In the afternoon, Shao Ming was ordered to come and look for her, knocked on the door and went in.

"Shao Ming?"

"Young grandma."

"Did you come to see me for something?" She looked at him suspiciously with a clean and light luster in her clear eyes.

"Young mistress, I'm asking you to go back and take care of the president. Just now, the president's voice doesn't sound right, and he refuses to let other people pass by. I'm afraid that his wound will get worse, so I ask young mistress to go back and take a look at the president now."

Her clear eyes were slightly dazed, and her voice carried anxiety and concern that she didn't realize, "What does it mean that the voice sounds wrong? Does he speak weakly?"

Shao Ming nodded, "The president's voice sounds weak, I'm afraid the wound is open, and there is no one else in Lishui City, so I..."

"I'll go back and have a look now!" Song Qingyue hurriedly picked up her coat and mobile phone before he finished speaking, and hurried out.

Along the way, Song Qingyue was very anxious, and no one answered his cell phone.

When she rushed back to Lishui City and returned to the apartment, she saw Shen Yichen who was enjoying watching TV comfortably.

Panting heavily, she opened her mouth, but she was unable to say what she wanted to scold him. She dropped her coat on the ground and didn't pick it up. She turned around dejectedly and prepared to go upstairs.

"Qingyue."

Footsteps stopped suddenly, Song Qingyue still turned her back to him, and his steady and powerful voice came from behind, "Come here, I have something to ask you."

"Is this interesting?"

"what?"

Song Qingyue turned her back to him, clenched her hand hanging by her side tightly into a fist, "I mean it's interesting!" She suddenly turned around to look at him, and shouted, "Is it fun for you to play me like this?! Did you see me talking to you?" You play around like a fool, trick me into worrying, you have a sense of accomplishment?"

"I thought your wound was open. I was afraid that no one would know if you died here. Do you know how anxious I was when I ran all the way back? Why didn't you answer my phone?"

She was going crazy, and after receiving that package in the morning, she was out all day.

Shen Yichen frightened her again in the afternoon, what's wrong with the voice?Why are you afraid that his wound will worsen and cause an accident?
They were just playing with her!She was as anxious as a fool, running all the way back, afraid that if she was a step too late, he would completely leave her.

She squatted down and shrunk into a small ball on the floor, looking pitiful and distressing.

The dark and clear black eyes moved slightly, and Shen Yichen got up from the wheelchair with difficulty, squatted halfway in front of her, and hugged the small ball tightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully, I shouldn't use this method to find you. you come back."

"Shen Yichen, don't scare me..."

Song Qingyue's voice was sobbing, it sounded pitiful, Shen Yichen sighed silently, and hugged him tightly, "It won't happen in the future, I'm sorry..."

She fell asleep as if she was tired from crying, Shen Yichen endured the pain in her waist and wrapped her up, and carried her back to the room slowly and with difficulty.

Putting him on the bed, his hands slipped, and he almost fell onto the bed. The slight pain in his waist made him unable to straighten up.

The blood on her face faded sharply, her hands rested on the sides of her head, her solemn eyes lingered on her delicate face, the coldness between her brows gradually dissipated, and was replaced by tenderness that could not go away.

Slowly lowering her head, seeing the crimson lips getting closer and closer, gently covering the soft cherry lips.

With a kiss like a dragonfly on water, he withdrew, rubbing his thumb against the smooth and tender cheek, and said in a deep and mellow voice, "Sleep, you'll be fine after a good sleep."

When he got up, his movements were very stiff and slow.

He opened the clothes and saw that the gauze wrapped around his waist had oozes bright red blood, so he slowed down and slowly took off the red-stained T-shirt and changed the dressing by himself.

……

Song Qingyue woke up in Shen Yichen's arms. She opened her eyes and saw the handsome face close at hand, her eyes were slightly dazed.

Gradually replaced by nostalgia, she secretly leaned her face against his chest and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

The pressed right hand is covering the lower abdomen, and the eyes are complicated.

Should she...should try again for the baby?
But... what if she reverts to her old ways?She no longer had the courage to stand up again, let alone continue walking...

There was a slight coolness between her fingers, and the ring pressed against her hand.

That night, Shen Yichen put the ring on her. It was obviously a scene that she had expected and imagined thousands of times in her dreams, but when it really happened, she no longer had the original throbbing.

"woke up?"

A man's hoarse voice above her head interrupted her thoughts.

Mei Mou turned around, slightly raised her head to look at him, "You deliberately asked me to come back to tell me something?"

"It's okay, I just don't want to see you work too hard." Shen Yichen concealed what happened during the day. He knew that someone had sent her bad things, and he also knew that she was pretending to be strong, so he couldn't bear to mention what happened to her again. It's like the stuff of nightmares.

Patted her on the back with a big hand, "Qingyue, you don't want to go to the company these days, it's not good for the baby if you are pregnant too hard, so you should stay at home to recuperate for a while."

Fearing that she still has objections, Shen Yichen replied, "Don't worry, I will help you keep your position. I see that you are also very tired recently. You should take a few days off and take a good rest. It is okay to go to work after you adjust your state." Not too late."

"Did you already know that someone gave me dead cats and rats, that's why you turned a corner and asked me to rest at home, and you just tricked me back, is it because of this?"

The clear and cold voice of the person in the arms made Shen Yichen's body stiff for a moment, and a dull sharpness flashed in his eyes, "Mmm."

Song Qingyue crawled from his arms and sat up, "Don't worry, I'll be fine, this kind of thing is just a child's play to me, it can't scare me."

In the past, everything was stuffed into her desk, dead mice, dead snakes, mineral water bottles, snack packaging bags, the desk was like a garbage dump, everything was stuffed into it, what's more, someone stuffed it into her classroom The table was stuffed with filthy excrement.

She also resisted at first, but in exchange for her resistance, the repression was intensified. The teachers in the school also turned a blind eye. Gradually, she became indifferent, no longer resisting, and forced herself to Get used to this kind of life.

So...today these are just pediatrics for her, she is not afraid...

(End of this chapter)