Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

Gu Ling squatted down at a distance and whispered, "Your name is Song Qiaoyang, right? I beat the bad guy down. Can I take you away from here?"

Gu Ling was wet all over, a little messy because of the fight, but she had a good face, a gentle tone, and a pretty face, so Song Qiaoyang easily believed her.

Song Qiaoyang nodded, and Gu Ling approached him, reached out to untie the rope, and then stood up while holding him.

He was too small, a tiny ball, and light as a cotton doll. His chubby little hands grabbed Gu Ling's clothes and pulled them. Gu Ling lowered his head and followed his gaze to see the child on the ground.

"what happened?"

"Don't you care about them?"

There were still traces of tears on Song Qiaoyang's face, and his voice was slightly choked up, with a soft, childish voice.

Gu Ling is a cold-hearted person. She can be very nice to one person, but looking at all the people she gives special care to, all of them have provided her with some kind of emotional value.

These children were strangers to her. This was just another dream. What was supposed to happen had already happened. There was no need for her to waste her energy on them.

She looked into Song Qiaoyang's bright and pure eyes, put him down again, and then went to untie the children.

In this world, Song Qiaoyang is the one who receives special care from her, and she can agree to some of his small and insignificant requests.

Song Qiaoyang, who was described by the traffickers as a coward, was surprisingly tough and sensible. He watched Gu Ling for a while, then walked up to a child and started to untie the rope. He was very slow, but he did untie it.

He's a smart little guy.

After untying all the ropes, Gu Ling picked up the little guy and said, "Let's leave here first and find a cell phone to call the police."

Song Qiaoyang remained silent, hugged Gu Ling's neck tightly, and walked out of the basement. Gu Ling used the traffickers' cell phone to call the police.

When Song Qiaoyang saw the people lying on the ground, there was no fear in his eyes. Instead, he looked at Gu Ling with bright eyes.

This sister is so awesome.

After the call, Gu Ling asked him, "Do you know the home phone number?"

He nodded and said softly: "138..."

A thunder suddenly sounded, and Song Qiaoyang was startled. He stared blankly ahead, and tears instantly formed in his eyes.

Tears were streaming down his face, but he still didn't seem to react. Gu Ling quickly patted his back and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

He hugged Gu Ling tightly and burst into tears. After crying, he covered his mouth with his hands and cried silently, looking very pitiful.

"It's okay, just cry it out, no need to cover your mouth."

So Song Qiaoyang started crying again, and after crying for a while, he recovered. When Gu Ling asked him for his phone number again -

"I'm sorry, I don't remember. Sister, I'll try, try hard to remember."

Gu Ling wiped his tears and didn't urge him. The little guy fell asleep while thinking.

The little guy fell asleep, but Gu Ling woke up and the dream ended.

Song Qiaoyang's frown finally relaxed in his arms. There were still tears in the corners of his eyes. He rubbed his head gently and said, "Sister..."

Gu Ling wiped away the tears from his eyes with his fingers and asked, "Zhou Paopi, did those people really succeed back then?"

"Of course, he was just lucky enough to be found. You can ask the person involved for more details. Oh, by the way."

The system smirked: "Psychological treatment is a long process. Please pay special attention to Song Qiaoyang in the next week. There will be a surprise."

"What do you mean?" The system ran away without answering Gu Ling.

Gu Ling secretly cursed Zhou Paopi for being unreliable.

After all the trouble, Gu Ling was a little tired. She hugged the man, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in a short while.

When the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers; when the water comes, we will block it with earth. Let’s get some sleep first.

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains onto the bed, and Song Qiaoyang woke up.

The touch felt a little strange. Why was there someone on his bed? !

Song Qiaoyang moved and prepared to stand up, but Gu Ling pulled him back into his arms. He said in a low, hoarse voice with a strong sense of sleepiness: "Don't move, I'm sleepy."

It’s Gu Ling.

Song Qiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, and then the temperature of his whole body began to rise, and his nostrils were filled with the faint fragrance of Gu Ling.

He really couldn't understand why Gu Ling appeared here, and the two of them were lying together.

His hands were held by Gu Ling, and he could only look up at Gu Ling.

From her collarbone to her chin, and then to her light pink lips, Song Qiaoyang's Adam's apple moved.

A lazy voice sounded: "Song Qiaoyang, you are so hot."

Gu Ling opened his eyes, lowered his head slightly, brushed his lips against Song Qiaoyang's forehead, then let go and stood up.

She went to the bathroom to wash up very naturally (shamelessly). When she came out, Song Qiaoyang had just finished washing up in another room and came back.

He put on his silver-rimmed glasses again, his face calm, "Tell me, why are you in my house?"

"do not you remember?"

"I went to bed early yesterday. What happened?"

Wow, he lost his memory. Is this the “surprise” Zhou Paopi mentioned?

Gu Ling told him what happened last night, and Song Qiaoyang remained silent.

He didn't know that he would become like this during a thunderstorm and just thought he was having a nightmare.

Only yesterday’s dream was a little different. He dreamed of Gu Ling.

"Some things can easily get you into trouble if you keep them in your heart for too long. You can tell me about it." Gu Ling held up four fingers. "I will keep it a secret."

Perhaps the systematic method was really useful, Song Qiaoyang looked quite relaxed. He smiled and talked about his past.

At that time, the Song family was in serious internal strife. Song's father and Uncle Song had a disagreement on the company's decision-making. Uncle Song became evil and bribed human traffickers to sell Song Qiaoyang to a remote mountainous area.

The truth was soon revealed after Song Qiaoyang disappeared, but Song Qiaoyang could not be found.

He was so frightened in the basement that he forgot everything before the age of three.

Later, Song Qiaoyang was sold to a remote mountainous area. He was smart and a good student. The family hoped that he would bring honor to the family. In addition, he had good grades, so he was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the city. There, he was found by the Song family and brought home.

Song Qiaoyang said it lightly, but whenever Gu Ling thought of the fair and clean little guy in his dream who had suffered a lot before returning home, he felt a bitter pain in his heart.

She stepped forward and hugged him: "This won't happen again, I promise."

Being able to get Gu Ling's guarantee means that he can occupy a place in Gu Ling's heart.

Song Qiaoyang raised the corners of his lips, hugged her back, and said softly, "Okay."

He suddenly mentioned his dream last night: "Yesterday I didn't have a nightmare. I dreamed of you. Are we destined to be together?"

Gu Ling laughed: "Dreaming about me is also called fate?"

"We went to the same junior high school. Is this fate?"

Gu Ling was stunned. Her junior high school seemed, seemed, probably, to be the same school as Song Qiaoyang's.

"You knew me then?"

Song Qiaoyang didn't say much, just responded. In the end, he didn't talk about how they first met, but casually changed the subject.

Although Gu Ling was a little concerned, he also followed his lead and changed the subject.

This time, she carefully recalled her junior high school days and compared everyone's faces with her powerful spiritual sense, but she still didn't see Song Qiaoyang.

Song Qiaoyang's outstanding appearance should not be unknown, but it may also be that she does not pay much attention to school affairs.

If Gu Ling couldn’t think of it, she would stop thinking about it. She would naturally know when Song Qiaoyang wanted to tell her.

After the two finished their meal, Gu Ling disguised himself and was sent home by Song Qiaoyang.

She still remembered what the system said. After returning, she would send text messages and call Song Qiaoyang from time to time, for fear that something might go wrong.

After a few days of fear and anxiety, Gu Ling's vigilance relaxed a little, and a weather forecast sounded the alarm in her heart.

There will be heavy to torrential rain over the next three days.

In line with the principle of preventing problems before they occur, Gu Ling went to Song Qiaoyang's house that afternoon.

Song Qiaoyang had to go to work today. When he learned that Gu Ling was coming, he left work on time without staying for a second longer. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the fragrance of food.

"Didn't you say you would wait for me to come back and cook?"

"I'm hungry." Gu Ling replied.

Song Qiaoyang smiled and said, "I'll try to get off work earlier next time."

At this time, the sky outside had darkened, dark clouds gradually covered the sky, and the wind began to blow.

Gu Ling stared out the window, then naturally looked away and asked Song Qiaoyang to sit down and eat.