Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Before the New Year, Song Qiao received a call from her third aunt. She asked Xie Yuzhou for help and rushed back to her hometown as quickly as possible. Once again, the villagers have become accustomed to the roaring helicopters.

Song Qiao walked into the small tile-roofed house and did not see his grandfather for the last time. His third uncle and acquaintances in the village were all helping, going in and out.

Beside the bed, Song Qiao walked over and held the old man's cold hand. Grandma was sitting aside, not looking sad. She called Song Qiao and asked her to introduce Xie Yuzhou.

After learning that he was Song Qiao's classmate, he smiled even more happily.

"Oh, I have been worried that Yiyi will be delayed. Now that the old man is gone, I can feel at ease."

"Yiyi, don't cry. The old man left peacefully and didn't suffer." Grandma patted the back of Song Qiao's hand and comforted her in turn.

The father of the original owner Luo Yiyi has been missing for many years, and the only remaining relative of the old couple is Luo Yiyi, so the responsibility of keeping watch naturally falls on her.

Xie Yuzhou stood outside the house. She didn't want to leave, but she couldn't resist Song Qiao's insistence.

"You have done enough. It's freezing cold, so go back first." Song Qiao said to her.

Xie Yuzhou stared at the girl in mourning robes, her face whiter than the snow outside. "I don't trust you."

"There's nothing to worry about. Just be obedient. If you don't want to go back, just wait for me in the city center. I'll call you when the matter is settled."

After persuading Xie Yuzhou to leave, Song Qiao insisted on keeping vigil all night, even though her body was not suitable. The next day, she returned to the bedroom and wanted to call her grandma to have some breakfast, but she stopped when she entered the room.

There was no sound of breathing in the room.

She slowly walked to the bedside. There was a smile on the sleeping face of the old man. She was wearing the shroud that had been prepared long ago and would never wake up again.

Song Qiao shed tears uncontrollably. This was caused by the emotions inherent in this body. She left the room with tears. After a while, her uncle and aunt were called over, and they cried a few more times.

The funeral was held according to custom, everything was simple, and the two old people were buried together. Xie Yuzhou learned everything when he came to pick up Song Qiao, and could not do more except give her a comforting hug.

After returning home, he originally planned to let Song Qiao go to Xie's house to celebrate the New Year, but was declined. Song Qiao chose to travel and look around.

On New Year's Eve, with all the lights on, Gu Mingjun drove out alone and went to Song Qiao's house. Standing at the door, she took a deep breath, "Don't be nervous...she should go back to her hometown..." She encouraged herself.

The key was not changed, and a smile appeared on Gu Mingjun's face. The moment he opened the door, he saw the smile of the person inside froze at the corner of his mouth.

Xie Yuzhou had just changed the water for the bouquet in the living room. When he heard the noise, he looked back. The two looked at each other in silence for a long time. Gu Mingjun screamed: "You are living together!!!"

How long had she been gone? Half a year! Got a new love so soon? ? ?

On the sofa in the living room, Gu Mingjun watched Xie Yuzhou pouring water for himself like a master, and felt sour in his heart. "Oh, you're more familiar with her than me. We're not together yet."

Xie Yuzhou pushed the water glass in front of Gu Mingjun. He was originally going to scold this man, but after seeing that face, he couldn't curse him. "She's not here, she's traveling." She still said what Gu Mingjun wanted to hear most at this time.

Gu Mingjun drank water nervously, and after hearing this, he subconsciously said: "Traveling? Shouldn't we celebrate the New Year in our hometown?"

Xie Yuzhou looked complicated, "Her grandparents passed away a few days ago..."

Gu Mingjun let go of his hand and the cup fell to the ground, breaking into countless pieces.

After not speaking for a long time, Gu Mingjun looked up again, his eyes red, "Is she okay?"

Are you ok? Xie Yuzhou thought about that person. He didn't seem too sad. Maybe he had put away all the sadness, or maybe he didn't want to be vulnerable in front of her. In fact, she didn't want to recall those days, nor did she dare to empathize with Song Qiao.

The only two close relatives who could give her warmth since she was a child left one after another, before she could fulfill her filial piety for a few more years, and when she first became capable.

As if realizing that he had asked a stupid question, Gu Mingjun smiled bitterly, "How could she be so good..."

"Xie Yuzhou...were you with her at that time?" Gu Mingjun asked.

"She didn't let me stay." Xie Yuzhou replied in a low voice.

Gu Mingjun's face was full of anxiety and despair, "Xie Yuzhou...does she still love me? I...did I lose her..." Even though they were love rivals, Xie Yuzhou couldn't help but feel a little bitter at the moment. However, she lowered her eyes, and while she scorned her own soft-heartedness, she still spoke: "Before considering this issue, you should take good care of yourself first, otherwise if you die, you will be completely out of luck."

Before Gu Mingjun understood, Xie Yuzhou continued: "After you torture yourself to death, Song Qiao will be a widow for you for at most three years. At that time, I had just graduated for a year and should have already taken control of the Xie family. She and I were together Together, no one can stop us.”

"You fart!" Gu Mingjun was furious.

"I'm telling the truth, Gu Mingjun, you have broken up. If there is fair competition, I have an advantage over you. At least I am in good health now and can survive you." Xie Yuzhou sneered.

Gu Mingjun took a deep breath and suddenly lost his temper. "You also said that you have to wait until I die. Luoluo will have to stay a widow for me for three years. You can dream first." As she said that, she stood He stood up and prepared to leave. He glanced at the bouquet of flowers before going out and said, "By the way, remember to sweep the floor."

Xie Yuzhou rolled his eyes in a disgraceful manner, "Get out!"

Back in the car, Gu Mingjun lay on the steering wheel, "Does this woman Xie Yuzhou think I can't hear it? You have to get the Gu family first before you have the capital to pursue Luo Luo again."

"Oh...it's so difficult..." She sighed, touched her waist and felt a handful of ribs. "We still have to take good care of our health. We can't go on like this."

She didn't want to die young. If she died too, Luo Luo would be lonely in this world. She couldn't even imagine that scene.

At this time, Song Qiao, who Gu Mingjun imagined was lonely, was traveling in Europe with the United States.

"Oh Luo, it's so nice to meet you. Please come to my house as a guest! Please!" The tall beauty with long flaxen hair pulled Song Qiao's arm and acted coquettishly. She definitely conforms to European and American beauty standards. , charming big eyes, sexy red lips, and proud figure. Wearing eight centimeter high heels, she is a head taller than Song Qiao.

Song Qiao smiled helplessly, "Jessica, I've already booked a hotel. And the bodyguards your father arranged for you have arrived. You're safe."

"Those losers are not reliable at all. I only believe in you, my dear." As she said that, she bent down slightly and looked directly into Song Qiao's eyes, her gray-blue pupils were extremely beautiful.

"Don't show off to me, okay, okay, I promise you."

Jessica's father is a well-known industrial tycoon with a huge fortune. He is very enthusiastic about his daughter's savior. In that huge manor, Song Qiao spent three happy days. He was planning to leave the next day, but Jessica After discovering that Song Qiao was actually a singer, he forced her to keep her for two more days.

Three days later, Song Qiao left Europe for Africa, accompanied by Jessica and several bodyguards.

"I will not leave you until the song you promised me is produced." Jessica said.