Quick Wear: After the female supporting role was funny, the male protagonist turned evil

After Zhizhi died in his arms in a foreign country, Song Yanqing did not show too much emotion.

At the age of forty, he was past the time of passionate love and hate. He was sad, but he also knew that the past would never come back. All he could do was miss her endlessly...

A phone call was made to the Lin family to inform them of Zhizhi's funeral arrangements. When her parents and brother and sister-in-law were extremely sad, Song Yanqing helped to deal with the funeral arrangements.

All of Zhizhi's friends, including Shen Chuan, showed up and attended her funeral. He could see the sadness in everyone's eyes.

After that, he did not become depressed. He continued to work in the hospital and slowly spent the rest of his life.

His parents, sister and brother-in-law would try to comfort him at first, but as he turned 40, no one spoke anymore.

Even the Lin family knew very well that Song Yanqing's eyes and heart had been filled with a girl for many years...

It may continue in the future.

The Lin family couldn't bear to see Song Yanqing like this, so they tried to avoid meeting him and prevent him from being immersed in the past.

That day, Song Yanqing was seeing patients as usual and called the next patient by number.

The name Song Zhizhi made Song Yanqing stare at it in a trance. He only looked away from the name on the computer when he heard the girl's crisp question, "Doctor?", and raised his eyes to meet an extremely unfamiliar and charming face.

Song Yanqing's heart started beating wildly, his breathing became uneven, and he staggered while holding his chest.

Song Zhizhi was startled and hurried over to support the man: "Doctor, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital! No... this is the hospital, I... I'll call someone for you!"

When I was about to walk out quickly, my wrist was grabbed.

Song Yanqing stared at the person intently, took a deep breath to calm himself, and said word by word: "Zhizhi!"

Song Zhizhi paused strangely for a few seconds before asking in surprise, "My name is Song Zhizhi. What does the doctor want to say?"

The slender wrist turned red from being pinched, but the other party did not struggle.

Song Yanqing was silent for more than ten minutes before letting go and returning to normal: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Yeah, my stomach hurts a little." As if she couldn't see that the other person was wrong, the girl responded calmly.

"Lie down and lift up your clothes."

Song Zhizhi did as she was told.

"Hmm... be gentle, it hurts right there." The still beautiful fingers left the white porcelain skin.

As Song Yanqing got older, his brown eyes gradually deepened, suppressing all emotions. "This isn't your belly, it's your stomach. Go check it out. Come with me."

I worked very hard, but the result was just a mild gastritis.

Song Yanqing sat in the office, staring at the girl and asked, "Didn't you eat well?"

Song Zhizhi said a little embarrassedly, "Well... I'm a comic artist. Sometimes the editor is rushing me to finish the manuscript, and I get inspired. It's normal for me to work all night long. I don't have time to eat hot food, so I usually just eat whatever I can get."

After the inspection report was handed down, Song Yanqing got up and changed his clothes.

Song Zhizhi frowned: "Doctor, my illness requires both medication and injections, and you're leaving get off work before you even tell me? Is it okay for you to be so careless when running your own hospital?"

"How do you know I own this hospital?"

Song Zhizhi said calmly, "What's the big deal? Just take a walk outside and everyone from the nurses to the cleaning ladies will be talking about you."

Song Yanqing didn't say anything. He changed his clothes and held her wrist: "I'll take you to treat your illness."

In an authentic Shandong cuisine restaurant, two people sat opposite each other. Song Qingyan was picking fish bones for the girl opposite him, using his own chopsticks.

After handing over the plate, he seemed to think it was a bit far and stood up and sat next to the girl.

"Eat it, the fish there is good. My girlfriend used to love it."

Song Zhizhi scooped up the food with a spoon and took a bite. She said meaningfully, "I can't believe you're so old and still talk about your girlfriend all the time. Are you so romantic? Don't you have a family?"

"How old are you?" Song Yanqing repeated this sentence with a sidelong glance.

Song Zhizhi raised an eyebrow: "Over forty, right? That's not old. I'm only 25."

Song Yanqing's handsome face was still covered with visible clouds of gloom. He stood there frozen, not eating or talking, until his hand was quietly held under the table, and then he shook it back tightly.

After dinner, someone was so shameless that he insisted on sending her home, but he still refused to leave when he reached the door of the villa.

Song Zhizhi turned around and signaled, "That's enough. I came to see you, not to take this little idiot home."

"I haven't prescribed any medicine for you yet." Song Yanqing said seriously.

Song Zhizhi sneered, turned around and pressed her fingerprint to open the door.

Someone followed him in naturally and looked at everything in the room.

The living room was tidy and warm, with many photos taken from various places displayed in it. There was one photo that attracted all of Song Yanqing's attention.

It was a villa abroad, and this villa was the last place where Zhizhi died.

Zhizhi's last moments were spent with him alone. He was content, but also in pain. That was a farewell...

My emotions burst out and tears began to flow. I didn't care about anything else and quickly went upstairs to find her in a room.

He pulled the person into his arms and kissed her fiercely, ignoring her moans of dissatisfaction. Her clothes fell on the pure white carpet.

The unbearable pain and today's ecstasy intertwined, Song Yanqing lost his mind, he just wanted to make sure she was back in his arms.

The girl's cry of pain brought Song Yanqing back to his senses. Seeing that the two of them were already very close, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.

Facing those angry eyes, Song Yanqing immediately covered the man's mouth and whispered in his ear: "Zhizhi, I'm sorry, you know, I miss you."

The subsequent excessive behavior made Song Zhizhi no longer have the energy to get angry, and she finally fainted in his arms.

Song Yanqing went on strike and took a year's vacation, which immediately attracted the attention of the Lin family.

But when asked, he said he was tired. We are all family, so naturally no one would say anything wrong.

I thought Song Yanqing really needed to rest. After all, Song Yanqing had been acting unusually normal since Lin Zhiyi left.

The incident did not unfold until Song Yanqing's sister, Song Nuan, saw a photo of Song Yanqing holding down a girl and kissing her passionately in Lin You's circle of friends.

Song Nuan thought it was a photoshopped picture at the time.

I immediately called Lin You and prepared to give this guy a good scolding. He was already in his forties and a father, but how could he be so indifferent and make such a joke casually?

As a result, this phone call resulted in a video. After watching it, Song Nuan was dumbfounded.

That girl is very beautiful, not inferior to Lin Zhiyi at all, but she looks to be in her early 20s. How old is Song Yanqing already?

And doesn’t her brother only like Lin Zhiyi?

When Nie Hou came back from outside, he saw that his wife looked strange. After asking her, he also saw the video. His expression was also subtle at the moment, but he was still calm and asked someone to check the girl.

When they heard that her name was Song Zhizhi, both of them felt a pang of fear in their hearts.

The first reaction was that it was a substitute, and the second reaction was that someone had ulterior motives. After all, the Lin family was not a small family.

But the following information left the couple speechless. This girl's background was no less than that of the Lin family, and her name was Zhizhi, which was purely a coincidence.

Rich lady, what are you trying to do?