Scum attack, he wants to change his mind

A day later, Li Qiusui's parents rushed to the hospital.

Song Xingfei didn't close his eyes all day and night, didn't drink a drop of water, and his lips were already chapped. He sat on the bench in the corridor, his whole body was so thin that he lost his appearance.

When people are in despair, it is easy to rush to blind faith. Song Xingfei has prayed to the gods of many countries and times in his heart, even if his life span is used to cover it, it doesn't matter.

After the all-night efforts of the most authoritative hospital on the island, Li Qiusui was temporarily out of danger, and he has been transferred to the observation room.

However, Li Qiusui's situation is still not optimistic. The doctor said that during the filming, he found a tumor in Li Qiusui's brain, and the slight intracranial injury this time has more or less affected the tumor.

Li's mother passed out from crying several times, and Li's father sighed so much.

Song Xingfei's heart was repeatedly slowed down, and finally he whispered imperceptibly: "I'm sorry..."

Father Li raised his head to look at Song Xingfei, sighed again, and said, "Xingfei, don't blame yourself for what happened to Qiu Sui. It happened suddenly, and I will definitely find the murderer. Don't blame yourself too much, it's not your fault." wrong."

Song Xingfei couldn't say it, but he really wanted to tell Father Li: No, no, it's all my fault.

Father Li wiped away tears and patted Song Xingfei on the shoulder.

At the beginning, no one in the whole family agreed that Li Qiusui applied for the major of directing. Li's father had spent half his life drifting in the officialdom, and the most important thing was to be cautious and low-key, but Li Qiusui was a bird that couldn't be restrained, and no one could stop him from being stubborn.

Later, Li's mother said, Li Qiusui is a proud flower by nature, you can't let him bloom indoors all the time, you should allow him to bloom all over the mountains and plains.

Gorgeous and romantic, that's Li Qiusui.

Li's father regretted that he let Li Qiusui leave home for a while, and when Li Qiusui left, the father and son had a big fight. Since then, Li Qiusui has never returned home.

At first I saw Li Qiusui appearing on the screen, only a profile with a disheveled face exposed to the sun, and later, the news often reported about the new director Li Qiusui's fame history, Li's father looked helpless and couldn't control it I am happy for my son.

I don't know how many years an old bone can live. Father Li looked at the ceiling, thinking like a knife in his heart, he should have reconciled with the brat earlier, and it's all his own fault, otherwise he wouldn't have seen each other for such a long time. A pane of glass in the ward.

Li Qiu recuperates as needed, and Li's mother can't help crying after the daily family visit time is over. After a week, her hair on the temples has turned white visibly to the naked eye, and she has aged a lot.

According to the investigation by the police, the people who committed the murder against Li Qiu are still resolutely unwilling to reveal the mastermind behind the scenes. At the same time, they have strong anti-investigation capabilities. His qualities are extremely strong, and he is very likely to be a killer from a professional criminal group.

If you don't succeed once, there may be a second move.

Zhou Yin has been investigating the real culprit behind the scenes. He didn't close his eyes for several days and nights, and his eyes were flushed. When Song Xingfei saw him a few times, he just looked at him from a distance through the glass of the ward.

Song Xingfei knew that he didn't want to disturb the elders.

Before Zhou Yin left for the last time, he softly said to the unconscious person lying on the hospital bed, take a good rest, I will not spare the person who hurt you.Soon, soon I will come back to you and stay by your side every step of the way.

Half a month later, Li Qiusui was transferred back to the domestic hospital under the escort of many parties, and Song Xingfei followed him back to the country without hesitation.

It's not that Song Xingfei didn't worry about his situation after returning to China, but Jiang Chongyuan suddenly seemed to have evaporated from the world, and since he hung up the phone that day, he never appeared in Song Xingfei's life again.

The matter of Song Yanzheng also came to an end for the time being, and the Song family returned to its usual appearance, everything was as if nothing had happened, but only those who had personally experienced this storm knew how it was possible to act as if nothing had happened.

A few days later, when I went back to the old house to meet Song Yanzheng and Gong Xin, Song Xingfei dragged his heavy body and left exhausted.

On the way home, Song Xingfei suddenly said to the driver: "Wait, stop here."

The driver naturally did not dare to disobey, nor did he dare to ask more questions.

Song Xingfei walked into the opposite bar.

The purple ambient light and the starry sky ceiling are intertwined into a mysterious and warm atmosphere. The chandelier is in the shape of a whiskey bottle, and the deafening music in the room almost shatters the eardrums.

He didn't come to such a noisy place often, and he had never been to this bar before. When he came in, he realized that there were so many people in such a small place from the outside.

Song Xingfei just wanted to find a place where no one knew him and get drunk. He knew that this way of relief was not healthy, but he had no other way.

There are many people in the huge city, but no one can listen to him.

Song Xingfei ordered a cup of Long Island iced tea and sat in an inconspicuous corner.

After returning to the country, he reminded himself all the time that everything started because of him, and he must watch Li Qiusui wake up with his own eyes.

But he visits the hospital every day, and there is not a single day that he does not pray for Li Qiusui to wake up safely, but Li Qiusui still shows no signs of waking up.

The torment of self-blame has long surpassed the fear of being found by Jiang Chongyuan.

He and Jiang Chongyuan breathed the same air, stepped on the same land, and just thinking about it made Song Xingfei feel breathless. No one had ever made Song Xingfei suffer so much.

Song Xingfei no longer remembered how much alcohol he drank. The alcohol burned in his body and gradually paralyzed his nerves.

"good evening."

The voice came from the top of his head, and Song Xingfei looked up and met Yu Mo's eyes. Yu Mo smiled slightly and said, "It's a coincidence, I wanted to ask you out before, but I heard that you have returned to China. I didn't expect that we could still be in China. bump into."

Song Xingfei didn't want to talk to him. Alcohol and music filled his brain. Song Xingfei was already not sober, but his good self-cultivation still made him speak: "Yes, Mr. Yu is so free?"

"I always separate work and private life very clearly. Evenings are private. Even if you're busy, you should enjoy them. As for Mr. Song, he drank so much by himself and didn't ask anyone to accompany him. Did he have something on his mind?"

Yu Mo didn't want to admit that he actually found out about Song Xingfei's return to China through many inquiries. Today, he happened to hear that the son of Song Yanzheng's family had returned, so he followed him all the way here.

Song Xingfei didn't intend to continue chatting with him, and followed Yu Mo's words in a neutral manner: "President Yu is right, nights are private."

Yu Mo understood what Song Xingfei meant. He was always shrewd and proud. He was ruthlessly rejected by Song Xingfei twice and three times. have fun."

After Yu Mo left, Song Xingfei shook his head. After an unknown amount of time, he faintly felt that he couldn't drink any more, so he stood up with the last trace of sobriety.

Song Xingfei's figure wobbled a little, and he walked out the door.

The interior of the bar was designed in a circular shape. Song Xingfei had to cross the crowded dance floor, and the carnival figure squeezed him to pieces. When he finally reached the door, he was almost knocked out by a twisted butt.

"Be careful." Yu Mo supported Song Xingfei with a complicated expression.

He wanted to see Song Xingfei's embarrassment after rejecting him, and he didn't want to let go of the hunting opportunity. After a few struggles, he still couldn't help supporting Song Xingfei.

Song Xingfei is tall, and has lost a lot of weight in recent months. Although he drank a lot of wine, his drunk body is not heavy, and he is still very predictable.

Yu Mo's eyes became much hotter, and he leaned into Song Xingfei's ear and said, "President Song drank too much, shall I take you home?"

Song Xingfei seemed to have lost the ability to distinguish whether the person who whispered softly in his ear was good or bad, his expression was a little dull, then he nodded heavily and said, "Okay!"

Yu Mo curled his lips and led Song Xingfei to the parking place.

Suddenly, a cold and hard object touched the back of Yu Mo's neck, and a voice as cold as the wind came from behind.

"Give me the man."

Yu Mo broke out in a cold sweat, didn't dare to turn around, and took advantage of the situation to let go of Song Xingfei.

Song Xingfei lost his support, and was about to fall lightly to the ground like a flag in calm weather. Before landing, he caught him with both hands.

Yu Mo squinted at the person who reached out to catch Song Xingfei from the corner of his eye, and he knew at a glance that the other party's identity was not simple.

The man was wearing a jet-black suit, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were only on Song Xingfei who was drunk and unconscious in his arms from beginning to end. Those eyes were like gems in the dark night, cold and burning.

The thing on the back of Yu Mo's neck did not disappear. He looked at the person who was hugging Song Xingfei, gritted his teeth and said, "You guys are kidnapping!"

Jiang Chongyuan snorted coldly, turned his head halfway to look at Yu Mo and said, "Then why don't you call the police?"

For some reason, Yu Mo smelled the beast's breath from Jiang Chongyuan's body, even though Jiang Chongyuan didn't seem to be a visual threat on the surface.

But after careful observation, he found that his eyes seemed to have a bullet-like deadly penetrating power, which made Yu Mo have no doubt that if he said one more word, the thing on the back of his neck would no longer be just a static object.

Song Xingfei was placed on a big soft bed.

Jiang Chongyuan patiently removed his clothes one by one, and then wiped them repeatedly with a warm towel.

There was no suspicious trace on this body. Jiang Chongyuan examined it carefully, and when he raised his head again, he found that the corners of Song Xingfei's eyes were red, and there was still wet liquid hanging on his eyelashes.

"Why are you crying?"

Jiang Chongyuan frowned, knowing that Song Xingfei couldn't hear him, he said in a low voice, "Brother Fei, long time no see, do you know how much I miss you?"

"Brother Fei, you refuse to open your eyes to look at me. Your eyes always follow others. You are a liar. What you said to me before was so nice, why don't you admit it now?"

Jiang Chongyuan looked at Song Xingfei's deep eye sockets filled with more and more tears, and impatiently pulled out a tissue to wipe off the water drops: "Is it that important that you cry for others even when you're drunk?"

Jiang Chongyuan rolled up the toilet paper and threw it into the trash can next to the bed, and leaned over to kiss Song Xingfei's slightly parted lips.

The clear smell of wine slammed into his mouth, Jiang Zhongyuan bit Song Xingfei's tender lower lip twice as punishment, and said in a low voice:

"Feige..."

long ago forgotten him