Ichimori Peace

It's just that he understands that everything still has nothing to do with love.

He can regard him as a friend, brother, and relative, but he can't be a lover.Because Song Sen'an didn't love him, and it didn't love Yu Qingjing.So why do you have to be so gentle with him every time, why don't you break his fantasy like yesterday.

Song Sen'an, do you know how cruel you are?You gave me despair, and you spread hope.

How can you do this to me?How can.

He shed tears silently, but finally couldn't hold back and cried out loud.

Song Sen'an opened his eyes, looked at Yu Qingjing, and remained silent.At this moment, besides being silent, he was still silent.

If he had known earlier, he should have left Yu Qingjing alone, but could he let him go?

He sighed, stood up and wanted to leave, but Yu Qingjing grabbed his sleeve.

He said, "Song Sen'an, please don't leave me alone."

His appearance coincided with that person's, and the other party also said, Song Sen'an, I beg you.

I beg you.

Count me please.

Song Sen'an was taken aback, pursed his lips and said, "I'm just going to smoke a cigarette."

Yu Qingjing looked at him, let go of his hand slowly, and the curtain was drawn down, tears slid down his cheeks, his eyes were full of desolation.

There was a sound of closing the door, leaving the room full of solitude and boundless darkness.

The author has something to say: two updates a day, if you think this article is a bit weird, you can go and read it, there is a kind of love that breaks your heart, and there is a kind of self-evident writing two books, the abuse articles I wrote before, about The foreshadowing of this book

Chapter 73

Song Sen'an came downstairs, lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke.He stood by the window, looking at the sunset glow in the sky, feeling troubled in his heart.According to the previous situation, he thought he had to find time to make a deal with Yu Qingjing and Song Mozhu, otherwise he would not bear to use the other party as a bargaining chip, and even compromise with the past memories.

He doesn't want to be controlled, let alone be influenced by emotions, at least until his revenge is over, he has no sincerity towards anyone.Yu Qingjing was one of them, and Xia Xing was also one of them, who had been sentenced to death long ago.

If he had to choose one of these two as the victim of his game, he would choose Yu Qingjing, not Xia Xing.Don't ask him why, because he can't explain it himself.

In this life, his apology to Yu Qingjing should be paid off in the next life.

In the next life, he will love him again, but in this life, forgive him for hurting him.

He put out the cigarette butt, lit another cigarette and smoked it, then went to the kitchen and cooked some porridge for Yu Qingjing.He thought that in the last few days, it's better to leave some good things for Yu Qingjing, after all, the other party will spend the rest of his life to hate him.

---------------------------------------

The door rang, and Yu Qingjing regained consciousness.The setting sun hit him, giving him a sense of softness.He looked at him with reddish eyes, but no tears flashed.

Song Sen'an came to the bed, handed the porridge in front of him, and said softly, "Drink it, you should be hungry."

Yu Qingjing didn't move, he said, "Can you feed me?"

Seeing that his face was pale and his eyes were red and swollen, Song Sen'an was silent, then picked up a spoon, blew it cool, and fed it to his mouth.

He took a sip, eating the food he fed, with pain in his chest.He shouldn't have asked for that, because the gentler Song Sen'an was, the more he would hurt him.

He would rather it was a dream now, then he could think that Song Sen'an's tenderness was serious, but the reality was too cruel, cutting the wounds on his heart, reminding him that he was expecting extravagantly, continue to dream extravagantly, and hope for the rest of his life to no avail.

He understood that it was not just a dream, even reality made him sad.

After the last bite, he said to him and himself, "So, you still care about me."

Yes, Song Sen'an, you still care about me.

These words are his self-comfort, his self-imagination, and even his big wish.

He tried his best to smile, but the smile was so feeble and vicissitudes, as if all the energy in his life had been exhausted.

Loving you is my own business.

I see.

I am clear.

Chapter 74

Recently, Xia Xing often had a dream repeatedly. The dream was scarlet, and there was a thin and thin boy running non-stop, as if there was a wild animal chasing him behind him.He fell down again and again, got up again, fell down again, and got up again.The darkness devoured his body, but his eyes were clear and clean.

When he was here, watching the boy struggle to break free from the darkness, his heart ached.And every time he woke up, he was sweating profusely, trying to call an unknown name.

Not safe.

Not safe.

Who is not safe?Is that boy named Fei Wuyang?But why did it appear in his dream?He didn't want to think about it, but it bothered him.

Today he had this dream again, and when he woke up it was noon, fortunately it was Saturday, otherwise he would be counted as absent from school if he went to school.He silently took off his soaked shirt and washed it.

The sun outside was warm, but he was neither warm nor in a good mood.Because he hadn't seen Song Sen'an for more than a week, maybe it was the insomnia that made him have nightmares.

He came to the balcony, looked into the distance, and wanted to call Song Sen'an, but he didn't have the courage like that night.

He was annoyed at his entanglement and despised his timidity, but he could do nothing but wait.

He misses Song Sen'an, and misses him like crazy again.If he sneaks a look at Song Sen'an and doesn't disturb his life, is it okay?

He reassured himself not to be afraid, it was just a glance, just a glance, after seeing the other party, he would go home.

After having this thought, Xia Xing changed into his clothes and went out, but when he got to the door, he was worried that if Song Sen'an saw him, what would he do if he blamed him?

He was confused, but no matter how confused he was, the thought of seeing Song Sen'an was hard to get rid of.

He said to himself, don't be afraid, as long as you don't let him find you, and he only looks at him, just one look.

With such thoughts in mind, Xia Xing went out without hesitation.

---------------------------------------

Probably since Yu Qingjing had a fever that day, the other party stopped looking directly into his eyes, and tried to avoid touching him as much as possible.

Song Sen'an was happy that Yu Qingjing had such self-knowledge, but he didn't like the sad aura around him, which made him feel uncomfortable.

He knew that he owed him a lot and hurt him a lot, but exposing these things to him did not make him feel fond of him, but rather resented him.

At noon, after eating, Song Sen'an saw that the sun was shining, so he said to him, "Let me take you out for a walk."

Yu Qingjing was taken aback, looked at him, and responded after a long time.

Song Sen'an sensed that something was wrong with him, and when he saw his face turning pale, he suddenly smiled ironically. He thought that the other party thought he was going to send him to Song Mozhu's side, but that's good too, parting early would not add to the sadness.

But, why is he a little bit reluctant?It must be his illusion, and he is nothing more than that in Yu Qingjing's mind.

He said, "Go and clean up, I'll go to the garage and drive."

Yu Qingjing nodded and walked upstairs with heavy steps, as if a heavy object was pressing him down.

Seeing this, Song Sen'an remained silent, since he wanted to leave, there was no need to worry.It would have been impossible for them in the first place, no amount of time would just be wasted.

He went out, the sun dappled, making him frown.He thought about it, it was really ridiculous.

Things are people, but things don't matter. If you want to speak, tears will flow first.Who can't let go of who?

Chapter 75

He looked at the tulips in the garden, Fangfei's eyes always withered, and so did people.

Since he wants to win the big self, he can only sacrifice the small self.He took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a second, and called Song Mozhu.

"Hello?" The other end answered after a long time, with the same cold tone as always.

Song Sen'an leaned against the car and said indifferently, "I'm Song Sen'an."

Song Mozhu was silent for a while, then he asked, "Did you find him?"

Song Sen'an laughed, "I can't find this word for me. He came to see me. You said how affectionate he is for me. He hasn't forgotten me for so many years."

There are many hidden meanings in his words, the purpose is to satirize Song Mozhu.Song Mozhu remained silent, asking him to beat Song Sen'an early in front of him.

He said, "What do you want?"

Song Sen'an pretended to think, and then said, "I want your life, will you give it?"

"..."

Hearing his silence, Song Sen'an sneered, "I thought you would care about nothing for him."

He said, "I'm going to lose my life, what's the use of seeing him."

Song Sen'an smiled and said lightly, "Then how about transferring all your property to my name?"

"Is this what you want?" he asked.

Song Sen'an smiled and said nothing, his eyes flashed fiercely.

Song Mozhu said, "If you meet this condition, I can agree to you. As long as you return him to me."

When Song Sen'an heard this, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He said, "You and your father are such a virtue, it makes me feel sick."

Song Mozhu stopped breathing, and said, "I can apologize to you for my father for what happened in the past, but don't use him anymore."

Song Sen'an sneered, "Apologize? Do you think you can offset it with the three words I'm sorry? And it's because of your family that he and I have become what we are now? You're saying this with a good face now, don't you think so?" Are you ashamed of yourself?"

Song Mozhu didn't make a sound, because all the grievances, love and hatred, destroyed the young Song Sen'an and deprived him of his life. No one can imagine how much torture he has experienced.

Song Sen'an said again, "Song Mozhu, I don't see your Song family living well. As long as you are still alive, my hatred will remain. Unless you are all dead, all grievances will not disappear."

Because you owe me too much.

Because I can't, forget the past.

After he finished speaking, there was a long silence. After a while, Song Mozhu said, "Then what do you want?"

He said, "Do as I said, and settle the bill in half an hour. Of course you want to go according to your own ideas, and I don't mind giving you a cold corpse."

He roared, "How dare you!"

Song Sen'an narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said, "