The Queen of Rebirth

Chapter 156 Hesitation (2)
"10 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhenqian stared at the lit display in a daze. She told herself silently that there is nothing that can't dilute time. Didn't she understand it a long time ago? !

Xin Qiu's car stopped firmly in front of her, got out of the car and opened the door for her.

Song Zhenqian glanced at Xin Chou, without any extra emotions, just glanced lazily, and sat on the passenger seat.

The black car was driving on the wide streets of Rome at a leisurely pace.

"Do you know where Xiao Lan went?" Song Zhenqian asked him suddenly, tilting his head.

Xin Qiu looked forward, "I don't know, I don't like to inquire about other people's affairs."

Song Zhenqian turned her head, looked at the brightly lit street, and gently closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she arrived at Xin Qiu's house. Xin Qiu lived in a village adjacent to Rome. He lived alone in a garden house. There were no extra people in the family, and he had a husky to live with him.

As soon as Song Zhenqian walked in, the husky wagged his tail to show her goodwill.

Song Zhenqian bent down and stroked Husky's head, "Your dog is more likable than you."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Song Zhenqian teased Husky for a while, then stood up, "Let's go."

Xin Qiu nodded and led her into the living room.

In the living room sat Fax.

The man she wanted to kill even in her dreams.

Her heartbeat was a little fast, and her breathing was a little short. It was an indescribable depressed emotion beating in her heart. At that moment, she even thought that maybe it would be the best choice not to see Fax and let him fend for himself.

Because at this moment, she hesitated.

She felt irritated by this hesitation!
"Long time no see." Fax, on the other hand, stood up generously, stretched out his hand, and expressed his affection to her.

Song Zhenqian looked at the big hand in front of him.

She remembered that this man pulled the trigger with this hand, killing Fu Siling.

Facing Song Zhenqian's indifference, Fax just shrugged slightly, "I heard that you have always wanted to kill me, it's okay, I only have one request."

Song Zhenqian looked up at him in surprise.

Fax smiled, "I have been living for so many years, and I have lived in a muddle. Sometimes I even think that it might be better to die earlier. At least in this way, the next life will be much closer. But." Fax looked at Song Zhen Qian, "For the sake of my friends, I can't be so selfish. So I have lived for so many years, even if I think about it now, I don't understand how I lived and how I lived my life, but no matter what, I still live until now It's nothing, Xiaoyao, no, Song Zhenqian, after you kill me, just bury me next to Mingxin, and let me stay with her all the time."

Song Zhenqian bit her lip, just listening to his words quietly.

Fax continued, "If possible, I hope you will send me to Vienna in person. Perhaps, you can visit Yuanxiu."

"Qin Yuanxiu?" Song Zhenqian squeezed his fingers tightly, his whole hand trembling slightly.

"He's buried in Vienna."

Song Zhenqian seemed to have fainted suddenly, and it seemed as if nothing had happened. She stood there calmly, and even stood upright than usual. She just swept her eyelashes and looked up and down. Fax, "Where is Qin Yuanxiu's body?"

"Perhaps." Fax shook his head, actually, he didn't know.

Song Zhenqian laughed suddenly, "Fax, I won't kill you."

As soon as the words came out, Fax and Xin Qiu were surprised at the same time.

"As you said, you are so tired of living, it would be cheaper for you to die. Now your favorite woman is dead, and your best brother is also dead, so let's take it as your retribution!" After finishing speaking , Song Zhenqian turned and prepared to leave.

"Song Zhenqian." Fax called her suddenly.

Song Zhenqian paused, "Don't tell me anything, I'm afraid I might change my mind."

Fax looked at her figure, pursed his lips, and finally did not say a word.

It's not that he's afraid of death, but that he understands the pain of separation between life and death!

"I'll see you off." Xin Qiu glanced at Fax and chased him out.

Song Zhenqian was sitting in Xin Qiu's car, she had no strange emotions, what she looked like when she came here, and she still didn't have any expression when she went back, she just suddenly felt a lot less, as if all the sustenance in her heart had suddenly disappeared up.

"Thank you." Xin Qiu said.

Song Zhen turned his head slightly and looked at the night outside the window, "Xin Qiu, do you believe it? The second I looked at Fax, I had no hatred at all. I used to think that the moment I saw Fax, They must have tore off his face, then chopped off his hands, and finally cut him into seven pieces and fed them to the dogs."

"time heals everything."

"No, I think it may be that something in my heart has changed."

"I just understand now, does it feel like it's too late?" Xin Qiu turned his eyes and glanced at her, looking at the trace of emotion in the corner of her eyes, which was too late to hide, he tried his best to purse his lips, and put his mood in one place. The most stable place.

"I don't believe in fate, but now I admit it. The world is still fair. If you get it, you have to give it. I used to naively think that the chance God gave me to be reborn was to let me enjoy my unfinished happiness. I I think now I finally understand, I exchanged the happiness of my life for the rest of my lonely life!"

"You are too extreme."

Song Zhenqian slowly closed his eyes, shook his head, and said nothing, until, all the way back to the Longmen Villa quietly, Song Zhenqian watched Xin Qiu's car disappear into the night, turned back to the villa, just stepped on Entering the living room, a text message rang from her cell phone. She clicked on it, and looked at the message from Xiao Lan, "I'm in City A, China, and I'm looking for He Zijin." That message, and a few photos of City A, It doesn't look like an urban area, it looks like a town street, which looks a little messy.

"Do you believe he's still alive?" she texted back.

"I believe." The words over there were short and firm.

The corner of Song Zhenqian's mouth suddenly opened an arc, "I wish you good luck."

"Thank you."

Song Zhenqian held the phone, and for some reason, she always felt that at that moment, the phone gave her energy, and the indescribable energy made her feel that her heart was not so cold for the first time.

Early the next morning.

Song Zhenqian left Italy without specifically telling Elder Yi, but left a note with a few short words written on it, "Go out and relax, don't read."

Elder Yi looked at the note and shook his head helplessly.

"Grandpa, will the old hag come back?" Song Zijing raised her head and asked him.

Elder Yi looked at Song Zijing, "Do you like your mother?"

(End of this chapter)