Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

The bus was shaking, and Song Xing tried hard to steady his suitcase.

There was everything at home, so Song Xing only brought some necessary things. A 20-inch small suitcase and a backpack were enough.

He didn't take out his cell phone, but just looked out the window, as if in a daze.

Qiu Jue was multitasking, his hands were constantly moving, and the system was helping him broadcast the scene from Song Xing's side live.

However, Song Xing's live broadcast screen was placed in the lower left corner by the system and shrunk into a small window, while the rest of the space was filled with the experimental data and various formulas needed by Qiu Jue.

Yes, Qiu Jue discovered that the system has this function. Just like a photo, you only need to pick it up and take a look, and you will know the content inside. And all the pictures in your mind do not need to be memorized, nor do you need to observe with your eyes. You can call them up intuitively with a thought, which saves Qiu Jue a lot of time.

It saves time and effort and has multiple uses, making it a must-have for home and travel.

Song Xing, who was staggering during the live broadcast, finally arrived home.

The suitcase and backpack were not heavy. Song Xing got off the bus and looked up. It was the bus station near the hospital.

Even during the May Day holiday, there were still many pedestrians near the hospital and densely packed vehicles parked on the roadside.

The houses allocated by the hospital are located in a community across the street from the hospital, so that doctors can be called at any time in case of any emergency.

After walking for less than ten minutes, Song Xing carried his small suitcase upstairs.

He didn't bring his house key with him during school, fearing he might lose it. He knocked on the door and waited.

A faint "I'm coming" was heard from inside the door, and then the old security door was opened. The person who came in was a woman who looked to be in her 50s. Even though there were fine lines on the corners of her eyes, it was still possible to tell that she was a beauty when she was young.

"Who is it - you kid!" Song's mother was surprised when she opened the door, and then hit Song Xing's shoulder in a reproachful manner, "You didn't even tell me you were coming back."

Song Xing laughed and said, "He's just next to me and going to school. Do I have to let him know when I get home?"

"Are Dad and Grandpa home?" After throwing his things into his room, Song Xing looked around but didn't see anyone. It was normal for Song's father not to be at home, after all, he was still the attending physician, but it was strange that Grandpa was not at home.

Song's mother was doing cross stitch in the living room. She said without even looking up, "It seems like there's a complicated case in the hospital. Your father and grandfather have gone for a consultation."

Song Xing was surprised, "Grandpa is already 80 years old, he still has to go?"

“It’s a matter of life and death.”

At eight o'clock in the evening, there were faint sounds of conversation outside the door, followed by the sound of a key opening the door.

Father Song and Grandpa Song came in with serious expressions. Listening carefully, they seemed to be still discussing the case just now, which looked very difficult.

Hearing the voice, Song Xing poked his head out of his room and asked, "Are you back?"

The two looked up and saw that it was Song Xing. Their expressions relaxed and they stopped discussing.

Song's mother also came out and said, "I don't know when you will be back, so I didn't cook. Let's go out to eat."

Song Xing wondered, "Is the restaurant open on holidays?"

"Except during Chinese New Year, everything is open, go walk walk."

So the two elders who didn't even change their shoes were pushed out again, and Song's father and grandfather both looked helpless.

The family didn't have any plans, and the two doctors were very tired, so they didn't walk far and went to the nearby shopping mall to find an authentic Sichuan restaurant.

After ordering, the family started chatting. As the only younger generation, Song Xing followed in his father's footsteps and studied medicine, so the two doctors were naturally more concerned about his recent situation at school.

When they learned that Song Xing had entered the laboratory of Peking University and Tsinghua University as an assistant as a freshman, they were all unable to conceal their surprise.

"Can you... do it?" Song's father swallowed his saliva and asked hesitantly. This question was natural. As a laboratory at the forefront of the country, the Tsinghua-Peking University Laboratory has developed many special medicines, many of which even exceed international standards. Song's father has watched his son grow up, and he has some understanding of his abilities. Will this young man really not cause trouble when he enters the laboratory?

Song's mother rolled her eyes at Song's father and said, "I can't even stop your mouth when I'm eating."

Grandpa Song smiled happily, "Very good, very good. Who are you following?"

Song Xing thought about it and gave the professor's name, which was Liu.

After hearing this, Grandpa Song thought about it and realized he knew the person, so he took out his own mobile phone address book and looked for it.

The family was happily chatting when suddenly there was a loud noise, attracting the attention of most of the restaurant.

I saw a girl in waitress clothes standing next to a table, with sticky soup all over her head and body, and a few slices of meat hanging in her hair. At her feet was a broken ceramic plate, and meat and vegetables were scattered all over the floor.

The girl seemed to be frightened by this moment. She stood there motionless, with oil drops dripping from the ends of her hair, and she looked in a miserable state.

But the guests at that table refused to give in and started scolding the girl, pointing at her nose.

"I already said I don't eat onions. I emphasized that I'm allergic to onions when I ordered. Why did you give me this dish with onions? Are you trying to kill me?" The customer was dressed in a suit and looked clean. If there wasn't a greasy stain on his cuffs, no one would have noticed that he had just thrown a whole plate of food at the girl's head.

The girl seemed to react and retorted in a low voice: "But what you ordered was chopped liver with chopped green onions..."

"You know I'm allergic to onions, don't you? Why don't you stop me from ordering? How would I know what's in your dishes?"

It was obvious that the customer was being unreasonable, and the other customers who were watching started talking about it.

There were brave ones among the crowd, shouting, "This restaurant has a self-service ordering system, and don't you see that the dish is called "Cong-Minced Liver Slices?" He pronounced the word "Cong" very long, for fear that others would not be able to hear the emphasis.

The man looked fearless and said, "There's no fish in the fish-flavored pork shreds!"

The waitress who had a head of vegetables thrown at her was naturally Shi Xuanxuan. Her clothes were disheveled, and the white shirt of her uniform was stained with oil. Through the yellowed fabric, you could vaguely see the flesh-pink color inside. She seemed to be a little collapsed, tears dripping down her face, but she bit her lips and said nothing.

The manager finally came over, bowed and scraped to the man to apologize, gave him a free meal, and even pulled the embarrassed Shi Xuanxuan to bow and apologize together.

Shi Xuanxuan was forced by the manager to bow down, her breasts protruding. She licked her lips like a human and her expression softened.

"I can't eat this meal anyway. If you want to apologize, we will continue the game later. You can come with us to show your sincerity." The people at the table also secretly saw the spring scene. When they saw Shi Xuanxuan's appearance, they all had malicious expressions on their faces.

The commotion naturally attracted the attention of the people at the Song family table. Song Xing looked over there for a long while, then suddenly frowned, pulled out his chair and stood up.

Song's mother quickly pulled him back: "Don't meddle in other people's business."

Song Xing turned around and said to Song's mother: "That girl is my classmate, and the plate was not light, she should have been injured."

The family is actually a doctor, and although it is best not to meddle in other people's business, if someone is injured, you have to help bandage the wound or something.

The Song family let him go, but they kept their eyes on Song Xing's back, fearing that something might go wrong.

Song Xing came over, put his coat on Shi Xuanxuan's shoulders, stood in front of her and looked directly at the table of people making trouble, as if blocking all gazes on her.

Shi Xuanxuan looked up and found that it was someone she knew, "Song Xing?"

She still remembered him, Pei Liyuan's roommate, whom she had met several times. She felt even more ashamed, and lowered her head even lower, her tears could not stop, and her body was trembling slightly.

Song Xing lowered his head and comforted her: "Don't be afraid."

"Who are you, kid?" The man looked at the beautiful scenery being blocked and wanted to push Song Xing away in annoyance.

He looked like a decent-looking guy, but he was two times bigger than Song Xing and very strong. When he saw someone standing up, he looked as if something bad had been ruined.

"My boy, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Song Xing blinked: "Everyone knows what you are planning."

Song's mother also came over and patted Shi Xuanxuan's back to comfort her, saying, "You're almost impatient. Are you going to have sex sooner?"

It is said that Song's mother is invincible with her mouth and has strong fighting power. Everyone nearby burst out laughing, and someone said, "The guns are almost loaded."

Song Xing didn't have a good face for this group of people who were just watching the fun. He had noticed that before he stood up to defend Shi Xuanxuan, none of the people who were watching just now wanted to help Shi Xuanxuan, they just came to join in the fun and watch the joke. Now that someone has come forward, naturally there are also people who can't help but stand in line and publicize their own "justice".

The man was so angry that he couldn't help but stretched out his right hand and punched.

This guy is quite capable, his punches are very fast, he must have practiced. Song Xing saw the fist in his sight getting bigger, and subconsciously wanted to block it with both arms.

[Fool, you don't want your arms anymore, right? ]

A hand suddenly reached out from the side, and quickly grasped the fist that the man was about to raise. "Don't push your luck."

Song Xing couldn't believe the familiar voice.

Just now, the man-like dog suddenly attacked and no one reacted. Now, they saw that the man-like dog's arm was grabbed by someone and he couldn't break free at all.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise; no one expected that this man would get so angry and start fighting.

Song's mother also became panicked and hurriedly pulled Song Xing over to check him up and down.

[Are you playing the game of hero saving hero and beauty saving beauty? ] The system said unhappily.

[So far, the heroine is innocent and has done nothing wrong. Saving one is saving one.] The person who came was Qiu Jue. An hour ago, he finally completed the experiment successfully and found a way to stabilize the synthetic materials. He drove as fast as he could and arrived at this restaurant according to the system's location. It just so happened that everything was going on here again. At the critical moment, he completed this achievement of a mantis catching a cicada... no, a big hero saving a little hero and saving a beautiful girl.

Qiu Jue still held the arm of the man who looked like a dog, without saying a word.

He tried to pull his arm back for a long time, but his arm couldn't be saved.

Those who can come to the restaurant upstairs in the mall to eat are not from wealthy families. They look decent but have a little money and want to buy a pen. Then they get lustful and want to have a good time. But when they saw Qiu Jue's height and physique, and the clothes he was wearing looked expensive, they knew that they might have met a tough guy who could not be defeated, so they became a little scared.

He cursed his bad luck inwardly, and while Qiu Jue let go of his hand, he quickly shook off his arm that was almost broken by Qiu Jue's grip. He seemed to be walking away in a casual manner, but his back view seemed to be like a person fleeing in desperation.

The people at the same table looked at each other, and amid everyone's pointing and talking, they hastily paid the bill and ran away without even finishing their meal.

The farce ended in such an anticlimactic way.

The manager mercifully let Shi Xuanxuan go, and promised to count her as having worked full time today, and asked her to go back and take a shower and rest to calm down.

As the only woman in the room, Song's mother felt sorry for the little girl. She dragged Shi Xuanxuan away before she even finished her meal, saying that she was going to get her a room in a nearby motel so she could take a bath. She also asked Song Xing to quickly buy some clothes for Shi Xuanxuan.

Song Xing took the order.

The only two men left at the table were Song's father and Song's grandfather. They stared at each other, thought for a while and then lowered their heads to eat. They were both old, and after a busy day, they were hungry, so they had to eat.

Qiu Jue was standing far away. When Song's mother and Shi Xuanxuan passed by him, he heard Shi Xuanxuan thank him in a low voice.

But his eyes never strayed away. When he saw Song Xing walking towards him, he walked towards him.

The two walked side by side and took the escalator to the women's clothing floor.

"Why are you here?" Song Xing asked puzzledly.

"Foraging for food." Qiu Jue said frankly.

"Oh."

Relatively speechless.

Song Xing didn't know anything about women's clothing, so he went into the nearest affordable store. Without choosing anything, he just picked up some robe-like clothes and pants, thinking that Shi Xuanxuan should be able to wear them, so he paid the bill and left.

Looking back, he found that Qiu Jue had disappeared at some point. Song Xing thought it was just a chance encounter and Qiu Jue continued to look for food, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

As a result, not long after walking downstairs, he heard footsteps behind him. Song Xing turned around again and found Qiu Jue jogging after him again, holding a bag in his hand.

The bag was handed over, but Song Xing didn't take it. He was a little confused: "What?"

"I bought you a coat."

It was still spring outside, and a little cold. Song Xing's coat was still on Shi Xuanxuan, and he was only wearing a thin white inner layer, which was made of pure cotton and looked soft.

Song Xing pursed her lips: "Thank you."

The question that was ignored before was recalled again: Why was Qiu Jue so good to him?

As if seeing the doubt in his heart, Qiu Jue tilted his head and said, "We are friends, it's only natural."

Song Xing suddenly found it a little funny. Qiu Jue was wearing a black coat with a dark grey turtleneck sweater underneath, and a pair of rimless glasses to block blue light. He looked like a cold and abstinent boss. But he tilted his head, and although he still had no expression, his cold and abstinent aura was directly broken, and he looked cute.

Thinking of the Samoyed again, Song Xing burst out laughing. They looked exactly the same.

"Thank you," Song Xing looked at Qiu Jue with a smile in his eyes, his eyes sparkling, shining brightly under the night and the street lights, "good friend."

Qiu Jue raised his eyebrows and suddenly stopped, as if he saw something different in Song Xing's eyes. His gaze passed through the brightness in Song Xing's eyes and inexplicably looked away.

[I feel a little strange...]

The system thought it was a bit strange that Qiu Jue 'felt something strange', but it still believed in the host's intuition.

[System testing...]

[Result: The host's heart rate is high, it is recommended to stabilize emotions. ]

Oh, the system made a sound of "tsk", and loudly read out the next line with undisguised ridicule: [Speculation: Host, are you moved? ]

[Bullshit, I'm straight! I just realized how pretty Song Xing is, and this is the first time I have a good friend, I think friendship is great, what's wrong? ]

The system remained silent, silently playing the background music: [It’s heart-throb, the bad look can’t be avoided~]

【Turn it off for me!!!】

Qiu Jue touched his nose and followed Song Xing.

He wasn't kidding, he really didn't feel moved. He just thought that Song Xing, who looked up at him with bright eyes, was pretty good-looking at that moment.