Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Li Qingcheng took his hand and stroked his fingertips once and for all, as if this would give him a sense of security, he told Song Yuheng about his discovery.

Song Yuheng frowned, such an incredible thing actually existed.

"So you suspect that he was really hypnotized to change his memory?" Song Yuheng asked.

Li Qingcheng nodded, "Well, he doesn't even remember that he called me before he left for the appointment, and he had a big misunderstanding about Song Song. I think if he didn't lose his memory, his memory was forcibly tampered with."

Song Yuheng squinted her eyes, "Miaoyiren asked Li Baihan to meet at sea, she probably already had a plan. If she didn't plan to let your brother die with her, then there must be someone who would agree."

Otherwise, when the explosion happened, no matter how fast Li Baihan escaped, he would not have been able to swim back to the shore from that sea area.

Li Qingcheng said: "We ignored a lot of things at the time. Now it seems that we have to go back to that area to check. If someone waits in that area in advance, and then immediately takes my elder brother away after the incident, from another We don’t even know about it when we go ashore.”

"Well, go back to Beicheng and check it out."

Li Qingcheng looked up at him, looked at his red and swollen thin lips, his heart flickered, he raised his hand to press the back of his neck, and kissed him again, the breathing of the two gradually became messy.

Song Yuheng waited for him to kiss for a while before gently pushing him away, "Okay, let me pack your luggage for you."

Li Qingcheng looked a little depressed, he had just arrived, and he was about to drive him away, but he also knew in his heart that his brother's affairs could not be delayed, otherwise things would change.

He reluctantly followed Song Yuheng into the door, "Doctor Song, when will you come to Beicheng to visit me on vacation?"

He has used up his annual leave this time, and it is impossible to come again before the New Year.

Song Yuheng walked to the guest room. Li Qingcheng didn't bring many things. He only carried an LV shopping bag. He packed his computer and other things for him, and left everything else in the guest room.

He said: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, let's see you after the Chinese New Year."

"But what if I miss you?" Li Qingcheng put his arms around his waist from behind shamelessly, and rubbed the back of his neck affectionately, "During the Chinese New Year, come to Beicheng to see how I am, and we will climb the Great Wall together. "

Song Yuheng raised his hand to hold his wrist, and pulled his hand away. He turned around and looked at him, "I have to stay at home during the Chinese New Year, and I may not be able to go."

Li Qingcheng was depressed, "Oh."

Seeing his dejected look, Song Yuheng felt somewhat uncomfortable. He said, "If you miss me, just make a video call for me. As long as it's not on the operating table, I will answer it."

Li Qingcheng suddenly raised his head and looked at him with bright eyes, "Really?"

Song Yuheng didn't take his videos before, he didn't like it, and he didn't force it.

Song Yuheng smiled and nodded, "I'll buy you a plane ticket."

While talking, snowflakes fluttered outside the window one after another. Song Yuheng clicked on the ticketing software and checked it. Today, there was a sudden heavy snowfall, and the flights to Beicheng were all suspended.

Unwilling to give up, he searched on other apps, and all of them had been grounded.

Li Qingcheng saw that his expression was different, and he said, "Doctor Song, what's wrong?"

Song Yuheng looked up at him, and said hesitantly, "You, it seems that you can't leave."

"Huh?" Li Qingcheng looked at him suspiciously, but little bubbles of joy appeared in his heart, "What's wrong?"

"There was a sudden heavy snowfall in Beicheng, and all the flights have been stopped. There are no flights to Beicheng from Jiangcheng." Song Yuheng said.

When Li Qingcheng heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious. He hugged Song Yuheng excitedly and kissed him, "I knew it, even God wouldn't have the heart to tear us apart."

Song Yuheng saw his beaming face, and a burst of joy surged in his heart, but then he remembered something and said, "I'll check the high-speed rail."

The smile on Li Qingcheng's face froze, he snatched Song Yuheng's cell phone, and said, "Doctor Song, don't check, the high-speed rail must have stopped under such heavy snowfall."

Anyway, he didn't want to leave, he could only fly to see him once a month, and they had been together for less than 24 hours, so he really couldn't bear to leave him.

Song Yuheng reached out to get it back, but Li Qingcheng hid the phone in his trouser pocket, grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms. He smiled and said, "This is God's will, and God's will cannot be violated."

Song Yuheng looked at the smile on his face, and suddenly didn't want to drive him away, so he sighed softly, "Yeah."

It was snowing heavily outside the window, and the two stood in front of the window admiring the snow scene. Song Yuheng said with emotion: "Jiangcheng hasn't seen such a heavy snowfall in many years. I remember the last time it snowed was when I was a child."

Li Qingcheng stood beside him, admiring the snow with him, "It snows every year in Beicheng, and every time it snows, many people go to the Forbidden City to take pictures. Whenever you go to Beicheng, we will go to the Forbidden City to play together."

"At our age, how can we still have the mind to play?" Song Yuheng looked at him with his head tilted, "Standing among those children, they would call us uncles."

"Even if I call you Grandpa in the future, I still have to go. I have a lot of things I want to do with you. I want to climb the Great Wall, go to the Forbidden City to see the snow, go to Xiangshan to see the red leaves, and I want to take you to my elementary school, middle school and university." The more Li Qingcheng talked, the more excited he became.

There are so many things he wants to do with him, but they are separated now.

At the beginning, he was going to submit the transfer procedures and come to Jiangcheng to exchange and study for a year, but after what happened to his brother, his parents and grandfather were hit hard, and he was the only male in the long house, so it was impossible to lose him. Next they leave.

Song Yuheng's heart was also very warm, he said: "Speaking of elementary school, let me take you to the elementary school I used to study."

Li Qingcheng's eyes were bright and he was very interested, "Okay."

The two put on down jackets and scarves of the same style and went out. When they went downstairs, they met a colleague who also knew Li Qingcheng and greeted them with a smile, "Doctor Li, you and Dr. Song have such a good relationship. Come and see him."

Li Qingcheng said with a smile: "Yes, Dr. Song has benefited me a lot. He is someone I can't let go of in my life. If I don't see him for a month, I feel bad."

That colleague knew Li Qingcheng's character, thought he was just talking about friendship, but didn't think too much about it, and just said: "I really envy you, you feel like brothers."

Li Qingcheng winked at Song Yuheng, "Look, we will become brothers of the opposite sex in the future."

Song Yuheng raised his elbow and turned him, "Don't talk nonsense, Dr. Li, let's go first."

After speaking, he walked downstairs first, Li Qingcheng waved to Dr. Li, quickly caught up with Song Yuheng, put his arm around his shoulder from behind, and walked downstairs intimately.

Dr. Li stood on the steps and looked back at the two of them, with a little envy in his eyes. Sure enough, handsome people only be friends with handsome guys.

The two of them didn't drive, they went out and took a taxi. The taxi driver was very enthusiastic and kept talking in front. Li Qingcheng and Song Yuheng sat in the back seat, and they sat upright.

Wearing thick winter clothes, each other's arms were stuck together, under the cover of the down jacket, the two of them interlocked their fingers, very close.

And the taxi driver didn't notice.

The car was parked outside the Experimental Primary School. It was almost Chinese New Year, and the school was already on holiday. At this time, the school gate was closed, and only the security guards guarded the gate. Song Yuheng and Li Qingcheng walked over.

Song Yuheng explained the purpose of coming, and the security guard asked them to register their identity information before letting them in.

Looking at the tall backs of the two, he really didn't understand how boring it was to come to school in such a cold day.

The Experimental Primary School is full of children's interest everywhere, conscious murals, students' paintings are hung on the walls, and kites are decorated on the upper floor. At a glance, the colors are colorful.

Putting his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, Song Yuheng said to Li Qingcheng as he walked, "When we were in elementary school, we had morning exercises every morning. At that time, our class stood in this position, and I led the exercises in front."

"I really want to see how Dr. Song leads the exercise. How about I find you the old radio gymnastics, and you perform one for me?" Li Qingcheng became interested, and really took out his phone to find the old radio gymnastics.

Song Yuheng took his mobile phone away, but Li Qingcheng hurried to snatch it, but he held his hand straight, and he didn't want to let go of the grip, "My hands are cold, you warm me up."

As he spoke, he held Song Yuheng's hand in his palm.

Song Yuheng glanced at him, took his hand and stuffed it into the pocket of her down jacket, and then continued to walk forward. The two of them came to the outside of the teaching building, where the seats in the classroom were neatly arranged together.

The two looked in through the window, and Song Yuheng pointed to the last seat and said, "I used to sit there when I was a child. I'm tall, so sitting in the front will block my classmates' sight."

Li Qingcheng turned his head and looked over. Song Yuheng was only a few centimeters shorter than him, and his height was nearly 190. He said, "Coincidentally, when I was in elementary school, I also sat in the last row."

Song Yuheng just laughed, "I want to know you at that time, and we can still be at the same table."

In fact, Li Qingcheng is two years younger than Song Yuheng, even if they knew each other at that time, it is impossible for them to be at the same table, he said: "Then we can't be at the same table, we can only be your juniors."

Song Yuheng looked embarrassed. He turned his head and looked into the classroom. There were many children's works pasted on the front and rear blackboards, which was quite interesting. He said, "If I knew you at that time, I probably wouldn't talk to you."

"Why?" Li Qingcheng asked.

Song Yuheng said: "I don't like little brats."

Li Qingcheng could hear the teasing in his words, he held his hand and pulled him forward, his tall body pushed him against the cold wall, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said threateningly, "Doctor Song, what do you say again?" once."

Song Yuheng felt the dangerous aura coming from him, he looked to the left and right, the two of them were the only ones in the deserted teaching building, and he was not afraid of what he would do to him, so he leaned over and rubbed the tip of his nose against his.

Then he heard Li Qingcheng's breathing rhythm was disordered.

He took the opportunity to step out and said with a smile: "Little brat, go to the second floor with brother to have a look."

Li Qingcheng was startled, he raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, and then smiled, he quickly chased after him, the two of them chased after each other like children, and quickly ran to the second floor.

The two went up level by level, visited all the classrooms of Song Yuheng Primary School for six years, and went around the playground. When they came out of the school, the lights outside had already started.

Song Yuheng took Li Qingcheng to a restaurant near the school for dinner. After the school holiday, the road became deserted, and with the New Year approaching, many restaurants were closed.

Song Yuheng ordered a few Jiangcheng local dishes, and he still remembered that Li Qingcheng would go back to Beicheng to investigate Li Baihan's disappearance, so he took out his phone and opened the app.

The pages of major airlines are still popular, and flights to Beicheng are still suspended.

Li Qingcheng glanced at it, and said a little dissatisfied: "Doctor Song, do you really want me to go back quickly?"

Song Yuheng put the phone back into his pocket, he smiled, and said, "Just to see if the flight has resumed, but the snow is so heavy today, so I probably won't be able to fly tomorrow, why don't you take the high-speed train back?"

Li Qingcheng lowered his head, with a faint displeasure on his face, "I don't want it, it will take a long time to ride the high-speed rail alone."

Seeing him showing such a childish side, Song Yuheng couldn't bear to say any more. After all, the two of them had to meet each other for a month, so she was really reluctant.

"Let's eat. After dinner, let's go to the movies. Recently, a movie with a particularly good reputation was released. I heard from my colleagues. I haven't seen it yet. I'm waiting for you to come and go with you."

Li Qingguo was really happy again, he said with a smile, "I'll buy a ticket for which one to watch."

Song Yuheng told him the title of the film, and saw Li Qingcheng happily buying a ticket on his mobile phone. After buying the ticket, the food was ready, and Song Yuheng served him a bowl of rice, "Hurry up and eat, it's just right when you finish eating. "

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It was snowing heavily outside the window. Song Weiwei was standing in front of the french window when there was a slight movement behind her. She turned around and saw Song Chenchen walking in with her pillow in her arms. She was still dazed and staring, as if she had just woken up.

"Mom, can I sleep with you?" Song Chenchen hugged the pillow and walked to her. He just had a terrible dream and didn't want to sleep alone.

Song Weiwei lowered her eyelids, looked at his little face that resembled Li Baihan, her heart twitched, "Mmm."

Song Chenchen immediately smiled, hugged the pillow and grabbed the big double bed, and placed the pillow next to Song Weiwei's pillow. He patted the mattress beside him, "Mom, it's getting late, come and sleep soon."

Song Weiwei put away all her worries, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down. Song Chenchen lay obediently next to her, with a pair of dark and bright eyes rolling around.

"Mom, are you unhappy recently? I haven't seen you smile for a long time." Song Chenchen lay on his side and looked at her.

Song Weiwei forced a smile, "No, maybe I'm too tired."

"Then let me press your shoulders. Grandpa said that I press them very comfortably." Song Chenchen got up, knelt around behind Song Weiwei, and then squeezed her shoulders and beat her back.

Song Weiwei felt sour in her heart, and she tried her best not to shed tears.

Fortunately, even if she lost consciousness back then, her body's instincts kept the child. Now she doesn't feel lonely and helpless. No matter how much suffering is waiting for her, as long as she sees Chenchen's smile, she can hold on .

What is Li Baihan?

It's fine if he doesn't love her. When she finds out the matter, she will leave the Bailaimei Group and will never have any interaction with him again.