private romance

A bird of fright.

Such embarrassing experiences are rare in his life.On the night when the bullet came, he seemed to be holding He Tingzhao and couldn't stand still. After many years, he didn't seem to have improved at all.The legendary Song Sanye was extravagant, tyrannical and innocent, but the power brought about by the turmoil never gave him a sense of security.

It's like he often feels that He Tingzhao is his only driftwood when he is floating on the sea of ​​nothingness.

Song Mingzheng didn't come by car, he held an umbrella and took a taxi at the gate of the community. It was raining late at night, and it was not easy to take a taxi here in the bustling area of ​​the city, but no matter what, it was better than shunting cars from various places urgently now faster.Song Mingzheng didn't care that much about his status, image and appearance, he just wanted to go back quickly.

The soul seemed to fly out, and was smashed to pieces by He Tingzhao's two voices.But he felt that he had always been like this, and that his deep love now was the retribution of fate.

Xiao Zhao, don't let anything happen to you.

Finally, a taxi dropped off a couple on the side of the street. Song Mingzheng got in without saying a word, and gave the address of Xicheng.The driver was a middle-aged man, and he looked at him with a strange expression. They are the most well-informed people in this city. No one knows where and who lives better than the taxi driver.

No ordinary person dares to invade the devil's lair.

Song Mingzheng didn't have any patience to deal with it. He never left his gun with him, but he rarely needed to take it out.Putting his arms on the car door to support his chin, Song Mingzheng glanced at the driver, his pupils were like kaleidoscopes, but the light was sharp.

The driver and he looked at each other. Even though he was 20 years older than the other, he still had lingering fear when he turned around.

It only took a moment for the driver to know not to ask what he shouldn't ask, and who was the owner of this eye-catching handsome young man.

This night is a gallop.

Song Mingzheng said hello.After entering the gate, the taxi passed through the lush garden. The heavy rain was a feast for the plants. Some flowers bloomed overnight. The splendor that bloomed in the middle of the night was dyed with a strange charm, but they were different from their owners. , seem to complement each other.It's just that Song Mingzheng won't take another look at it. Perhaps in a fit of anger, when the rain stops, these flowers will be wiped out and turned into debris and disappear here.

The car stopped directly at the entrance of the mansion. The housekeeper and servants had already been waiting here, opened the door and opened the umbrella for him, and then paid the driver.

Song Mingzheng didn't say a word, his face expressionless.Ruifeng raised his eyes slightly, his eyes fluttered, but he no longer looked like a cat but became a lion.He hurried back with a star and a moon, and his temper always had to wait until later.

He Tingzhao has been found by the servants at home, the doctor has checked his condition, and the nurse has washed him up.After being drenched by such a heavy rain, it is inevitable that such a weak body will have a fever, but at this moment, he has already inhaled oxygen and is lying on the bed safely.

He just looked weaker than usual, but Song Mingzheng knew that he must have experienced embarrassment when he couldn't see it.

Thinking of these, he wondered if all were prosperous and all were damaged, even his own heart had a problem, and the pain was as if he couldn't breathe.

He just leaned against the wall and watched his baby lying quietly on the bed. Song Mingzheng had seen countless dying people. He was ignorant of these, but he clearly felt the pain at this moment.

It was clear, the feeling of watching the lover's life flow away.

Suddenly, Song Mingzheng felt a sadness that he hadn't felt in many years.

That was the feeling of wanting to cry.

Hearing the noise, He Tingzhao's eyes moved and slowly opened.The entire mansion is facing the enemy from top to bottom, and all the monitoring instruments are used. He is surrounded by all these machines, and his fragile appearance cannot be redeemed.

"Xiao Zhao", Song Mingzheng didn't dare to blink, for fear that tears would fall, "Baby, baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you...I'm not here, we Xiao Zhao worked so hard, Xiao Zhao..."

He still couldn't help it, slowly bent down, and gently hugged He Tingzhao.Tears flowed slowly on the skin of the two of them in the darkness of leaning over.This is his home, the only place where he can be soft, facing the only person he can be gentle with.

Song Sanye is arrogant, but Song Mingzheng is cowardly.

He has never been a strong grass that grows against the wind. From the age of 16 to today, He Tingzhao has always been the one behind him pushing him away from his youth to now, forever and ever.

He pushed the wheelchair, and He Tingzhao pushed the soul.

But it rained so heavily tonight, he didn't bother to hold an umbrella for He Tingzhao.

How much I love you, how incompetent I am.

"Ha", He Tingzhao struggled to speak, his throat was burning and hurt, he was held in Song Mingzheng's arms, and the two of them leaned their heads against each other, and could only breathe out softly, "A Zheng...A Zheng, don't be sad."

"I can't remember...don't be afraid, I know, you will...you will, come and pick me up." In the voice sent, he was isolated and helpless, his voice was lonely and scared.But Song Mingzheng was by his side, and his comfort seemed to be really fearless, "Ah Zheng, I don't know what the problem is...but, I, I will always be with you."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, next time... Ah Zheng, come back early... just go home early."

"I can... get in the rain, as long as you... come home."

I live in a rain, but I want to hold an umbrella for you.

The doctor checked overnight and the results came out soon.Cerebral infarction caused by heart problems, cerebral heart syndrome.In addition to memory loss, blindness, epilepsy, and dementia may later occur.

Stretch your whole body.

Song Mingzheng almost collapsed, trying to piece together a sliver of reason in his broken thinking.Every word of the doctor is like a dull knife, eroding every string of hope in him.

"I...I don't want to hear this anymore...Okay! Don't talk about it!" After staying by He Tingzhao's side all night, Song Mingzheng's eyes were red at this moment, and there was a hint of ferocity on his godlike face, as if he had fallen into the darkness "You, you immediately!" He pointed at the doctor in front of him, and said angrily, "Find a way for me! Burris, how much support I will give you and your team, you know in your heart, you are the best", Song Mingzheng doubled The pupils opened suddenly, and the aura seemed to be different from the usual feeling. The dangerous beast put away the pity of the past, and finally showed an angry look, "You'd better not challenge my patience, save him."

"Otherwise," his thin lips parted slightly, and he issued an ultimatum, "It will be your ashes floating back to your hometown along the sea."

Perhaps it was because the situation was really serious, and Boris' usual leisurely expression was a little restrained and serious.However, in the face of Song Mingzheng's rage, he was still neither humble nor overbearing, and his reaction was not too big. As a paralyzed patient, Young Master He has been bedridden all year round and has no resistance to disease."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Song Mingzheng rubbed his temples, "Save him, I don't want to hear anything else."

"This matter still depends on the situation of Xinyuan," Boris said calmly, trying to calm Song Mingzheng's irritability, "Have you found the "perfect substitute"? Hurry up and everything is still too late."

"It's the perfect container," Song Mingzheng corrected in a sinister tone. The description of a substitute made him feel uncomfortable. No one can replace He Tingzhao, whether it's his going out partner or his only love, Or just replace a part of the body, it’s all helpless, no matter how perfect the existence is. To Song Mingzheng, it’s all trash, and it’s nothing compared to his Xiao Zhao. “I found a place to raise him there. From now on, let the nutritionist of your team come to him every day to show him that his weight must reach the standard within a month." Thinking of Mu Chenyuan's existence, Song Mingzheng felt extremely disgusted on the one hand, and on the other hand couldn't help feeling faintly in his body. Feeling a little hope, it was the result of being forced to contact Mu Chenyuan in person. Maybe it was really because of the exceptional genetic match, he was very sure that everything about this person was similar to He Tingzhao, even if it was subtle living habits.

This is another reason that forces him to live peacefully with Mu Chenyuan under the same roof without going berserk, but Song Mingzheng is always torn between the two emotions.On the one hand, he is determined not to allow himself to replace anything with He Tingzhao's shadow, and on the other hand, it is indeed some kind of similarity that can calm his thoughts and anxiety a little.

"Okay, then I will inform the team to make detailed arrangements, and just inform us of the address and time." Burris respectfully said, "Third Master, I have already expressed to you very well in the report the situation that may happen to Young Master He in the near future." Clearly, although I understand that this process is very painful for you, I still recommend that you read it completely, so that you can have an accurate prediction in your heart..." "Okay!" Song Mingzheng said violently Heh, he raised his hand and pulled out the gun at his waist. The shell was carved with exquisite patterns, and the slender muzzle pointed directly at Burris, "Quiet."

Boris was expressionless, but stopped talking. "Listen", Song Mingzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, he was no longer the flustered look he was at a loss for just now, the situation changed, and he became the all-powerful Third Master Song again, "If you want money, I'll give it to you. If you want someone, I'll give it to you too. You said he needs a better source of heart, I will find it for you personally, all this is because of Xiao Zhao, not for you white-skinned ghosts." Eyes, also have a full deterrent "No matter what you write in the back, Burris, I will not allow it."

"I won't allow it to happen."

Boris agreed to retreat, walked out of the room, and was led away by the housekeeper.When he got in the car to leave the mansion, Doctor Gao took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his forehead without changing his expression.

In fact, he has already sweated a lot, just maintaining his superficial composure.

It's just that on this stormy night in the world, he is naturally not the only one who is worried.Burris looked out of the car window, the rainstorm still hadn't stopped, the housekeeper had sent all the information to his mailbox, and also included a document bag, the paper one was easier to check, he must communicate with his colleagues as soon as possible We discussed how to go next.

The doctor is benevolent, in fact, he has some sympathy for victims like Mu Chenyuan.

It's just that all of this is nothing bigger than money, and their own destiny.