Rebirth of self-redemption

If he helped others, he would definitely not take the initiative to ask for something in return, which would make him feel uncomfortable.In the eyes of some people, this may be a bit hypocritical, but it is the feeling that really exists in Song Qi's heart.

But just now, not only did he readily agree to take my car, he even proposed this sentence on his own initiative.This surprised me a little.

My appearance, what has changed?Could it be that Song Qi really had feelings that he shouldn't have?

That kind of feeling can be for anyone, but it is for me?

I lowered my eyes to hide the complicated emotions.

In the car, I turned on the heater, Song Qi let out a sigh of relief and leaned back on the passenger seat, and tore off the scarf around his neck, revealing his fair neck.

Seeing that the other party treats my car as leisurely and comfortable as his own, I couldn't help but evoked an imperceptible smile on the corner of my mouth.

While the car was driving, I saw that the other party might be bored, so I turned on the radio. Now I like a quiet environment, but I may not have been in the past.

Being used to loneliness does not mean liking it.

The young and lively voices of a male and female partner came from the radio, discussing the weather and the road conditions in a wide-ranging manner, and the two presented a song by themselves.

Although they can't be called professional singers, their singing skills are still very good. They sang a duet of a not-so-famous love song in mainland China, "Passing Through".

I concentrated on driving the car and didn't pay much attention until Song Qi beside me started humming along.

"You will?" I raised my eyebrows, but I knew in my heart that of course the other party would not.

Song Qi really touched his nose in embarrassment: "No, I just listened to the chorus several times, memorized the tune, and hummed along."

This is actually a good sign.Song Qi's current state of mind is gradually returning to his previous optimism and self-confidence, and he will no longer become a cold and selfish Song Qi.

Along the way, we hardly had any conversations, but everyone seemed to be relatively safe in such an atmosphere.

Song Qi looked out of the window quietly and said, "It's snowing again."

I also glanced out of the window, and the snow was falling in succession without any warning.

After a while, Song Qi spoke again: "This winter vacation seems to be longer than usual."

I didn't know what the other party meant at all, so I continued indifferently: "It's been a week longer."

"Really..." Song Qi's voice became a little softer.

I frowned, and glanced to the side with some doubts. Song Qi turned his face to the side and seemed to be looking out the window.I can't see his expression clearly.

Just when I was wondering if the other party might be asleep, Song Qi's cell phone rang.

Facts proved that the other party was not asleep, and he quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed to answer.

"Hello?"

"..."

"Really? Okay, I see."

"..."

"um. Thank you."

Song Qi hung up the phone and looked at me with joy on his face: "My parents are awake."

I couldn't help raising the corner of my mouth: "Oh, congratulations." Then I thought of something, hesitated and said, "Do you want me to take you to the hospital? It's still too late to change lanes."

Song Qi was stunned, staring blankly at the snowflakes fluttering outside the car window, and said in silence for a while: "Forget it. They probably don't want to see me now."

Is this a bystander?If they really don't want to see you, why are they flying back from the US at this time?

But I don't intend to remind the other party what to say.As long as people are okay, that's fine.

A big stone that was pressing down on my heart finally moved away.

I drove Song Qi all the way to the apartment downstairs, and I said something lightly.

Song Qi got out of the car and went to the trunk, took his own luggage and knocked on my window.

I roll down the window.

"Well, you are tired from driving all the way, why don't you come to my house for a ride?"

"No." I refused expressionlessly.

It seemed that thinking of my reaction, Song Qi wasn't too disappointed. He just looked at me with a vague sense of reluctance.

"Then, see you next semester." Song Qi finally smiled warmly at me.

I nodded, but it seemed that I suddenly knew the reason why the other party lamented the extension of the winter vacation.

The winter vacation was extended by one week, so I couldn't see each other for another week than before.

My hands couldn't help clenching the steering wheel tightly, and I stopped the other party who was about to turn around and leave.

"I still think it's better to clarify some things earlier." I looked at Song Qi who was confused and turned around.

He looked at me inexplicably.

"Since this semester, I seem to have helped you a lot. As I said, it's because you are pleasing to the eye." I looked directly at the other person's face, paused, and continued: "But it's just because of you." Just being pleasing to the eye doesn't mean I will be responsible to you from now on. I don't want us to have a closer relationship, do you understand what I mean?"

In the heavy snow, I couldn't see Song Qi's expression clearly, I only saw his hands that were already red from the cold holding the travel bag tightly.

After a while, he seemed to squeeze out such a sentence from his throat: "Well, I understand. It's too cold outside, you should go home early."

There was a sudden pain in my heart, not violent, just faint.

I rolled up the window and drove away without looking out the window again.

23

Recently, my father's business has been going smoothly, and there has been no incident of the company's computer being hacked.

I occasionally go to my father's company to study.From a top programmer in a company, I learned that the company has been remotely installed a firewall that is completely inaccessible to ordinary hackers and can even be traced to the ip.

"I don't know who did it, and I don't leave a name for doing good deeds." The programmer sighed inexplicably.

When I got home, I called Wang Xinyong: "Thank you."

The other party seemed to react after a while: "That's it, it's just a matter of raising one's hand. I just happen to be in a good mood recently."

I immediately recalled: "Li Mian broke up with his girlfriend?"

The other party laughed a few times and said: "You are a sensible person, but why do you make me feel like I only know about love?"

"Aren't you?" I asked back with a smile, and asked by the way: "Are you interested in working in our company in the future?"

"No." The other party refused very simply: "Let me work under your hands, you have a good idea."

I wasn't too disappointed, I just said indifferently: "Forget it."

Then I hung up the phone.

To be honest, I'm not at all curious whether Wang Xinyong used some means to break up the two, but I just think that if he continues to play like this, something will happen sooner or later.

But that's none of my business.

There is nothing to be busy these days, but I have a lot of free time.There was no response from the manpower placed on Yang Yang's side.

I thought about it, and finally couldn't hold it back. I put on my coat and drove to the First Hospital of xx City.

By the time I got to the hospital, the snow had stopped and I got out of the car without a scarf—I didn't think I'd be there for long.

After asking the nurse on duty, I found the double room of Song's father and Song's mother.

There are partitions on the doors of this hospital, through which I can easily see two people resting in the ward. There are flower baskets and fruit baskets by the windows, some of which have cards.I can't see the words on the card, but I can be sure that Song Qi must have visited secretly, and he must have a share of these flowers.

There is no such evidence, but I know it.

Not long after, I turned around to leave, but I happened to see Song Qi who was standing not far away, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

The other party stood there blankly, staring at me blankly, and said with some uncertainty, "Gu...Jian Zheng?"

I nodded to him and was about to leave when the other party suddenly asked, "Why are you here?"

I didn't look at him, and lied: "A friend of mine is hospitalized, I'm here to visit."

"What kind of friend? That person also lives in my parents' ward?" Song Qi mercilessly exposed my lies.It seems that the other party has been standing there for a while, so he also saw me standing outside the door of the ward and did not leave.

My expression turned cold: "It's just passing by by chance, who do I want to see and need to report to you?"

Song Qi's eyes darkened, and he stopped talking.

I bypassed him and was about to leave, but the other party suddenly said, "Gu Jianzheng, I need a clear answer from you."

I suddenly figured out.

"What the hell do you think of me?"

"..."

"Is there really...the slightest possibility that I don't have one?"

His throat seemed to be blocked by something.This humble tone should not be uttered by Song Qi. The purpose of my helping him is not to make him talk to me in this pleading tone.

I didn't answer because I didn't know how to answer it.I should be grateful that the original owner gave me his body, but hurting Song Qi went against his original intention.So I can't give him a positive answer, nor can I give him a negative answer.

So, I stayed silent and left the hospital straight away.

When I was driving to leave, I inadvertently noticed the black car parked in the snow that I didn’t have when I came. I just paid attention to it, just thought that some important person was hospitalized, and I didn’t take it seriously, so I left .

When I got home, there was a missed call on my phone, which was from Qin Xuege.I felt more or less guilty towards this girl, and called back without hesitation.

"Hey, Brother Gu..." The other party probably knew something, and his voice was a little hesitant.

"Snow song." I replied.

Hearing this kind address, it took Qin Xuege a long time to say with a choked voice, "Are we still friends now?"

"Of course." My tone was more or less sincere.

"I know, you don't like me, at least you don't have a relationship between a man and a woman, so you don't agree to be with me. Dad seems to have found out something at home and sent a good one.