All for Rebirth [Quick Transmigration]

Song Pei was so tired that he fell into a drowsy sleep.

It felt as if someone kissed his forehead, and he heard the sound of closing the door vaguely.

Then, I fell into a dream.

Next door next door, in the study.

Song Yi pushed the door open and went in. Mother Song, who was standing by the window, turned her head and smiled when she saw him, "Here you are?"

Song Yi didn't respond, just kept a cold face, not at all as warm as when he was with Song Pei.

Going around and sitting down on the sofa, Mother Song took out a cigarette and a lighter from her bag, and lit one deftly.

He took a deep breath and then let it out slowly.

The face with exquisite makeup was shrouded in smoke, blurred and unrecognizable.

Song Yi frowned unhappily when he smelled the smoke.

When Song's mother saw it, she snorted and laughed, the meaning was unknown.

Folding her legs and pointing her toes up, Mother Song was shaking with a cigarette in her hand, dropping all the ashes on the table.

Song Yi closed the door, walked over, and sat down on the sofa opposite her, standing upright.

"You're stupid, don't drag me into the water."

When Song's mother heard this, the corners of her mouth curled up, she didn't say anything, she just took another breath of the cigarette.

Song Yi didn't mean to let her fool her, and continued: "It's impossible for him to want the Song family. Tell him, let him die."

"why?"

Du Qingman couldn't figure it out.

Anyway, the Song family will not belong to you, Song Yi, even if I give it to someone else, so what?

Song Yi raised his eyes, and said coldly, "Du Qingman, if you want to dedicate yourself to your love, I will help you. But the Song family belongs to Song Pei, so you can't move."

Du Qingman pressed the cigarette butt on the table and extinguished it, "Song Yi, no matter what, I was the one who gave birth to you, so you should be more polite."

She has been the mistress of the Song family for so many years, and it has been a long time since she was called by her first name directly.

Song Yi looked at her with calm eyes, but Du Qingman felt uncomfortable no matter what.

That gaze was too sharp.

Let her feel that she is naked in front of her.

There is nowhere to hide secrets.

"If you are not stupid, I can consider and continue to call you mother."

"you……"

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But falling off is much easier than you think.

Du Qingman put down his legs, he looked calm on the surface, but his heart was a little confused.

Song Yi was right.

The Song family, it's not something she can think about.

Even if Song Xin and Song Yuan were both born to her, if Song Chong'an knew about it, he wouldn't let her go because of it.

Ring the bracelets, straighten out your mind, and tidy up the scattered ones.

Du Qingman stood up and glanced at Song Yi, "I will take care of him. As for the Song family, if you want to fight for Song Pei, it's up to you. But I won't help you."

Song Yi leaned back and relaxed his back.

The corners of his mouth moved, lifted up, and said, "No need for you."

Du Qingman looked Song Yi up and down, and she found that she really couldn't see through this daughter more and more.

Song Xin and Song Yuan, no matter what, she can understand.

Withdrawing his gaze, grabbing his bag, Du Qingman stepped on his high heels and left.

Can't see through, but the danger can still be judged.

It is instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

After the person left, the smell of smoke remained in the room, spreading silently.

Song Yi raised his hand to fan the fan, but he couldn't shake it, so he went to open the window to ventilate the room.

The air outside after the rain is very good.

With a fresh smell and some tide, it blows over and splashes on the face, very refreshing.

Song Yi took a breath, and the cool air penetrated deep into his lungs.

Very comfortable.

She was not Song Chongan's own thing, she knew it.

Not only did she know this, she also knew about Du Qingman's cheating.

The person she cheated on was Du Qingman's first love, also considered a childhood sweetheart.It's just that later, the Du family arranged for Du Qingman to marry the Song family, but that bamboo horse was cowardly and didn't have the guts to fight for it, so forget it.

Du Qingman gave up on this, and after marrying Song Chong'an, he became Mrs. Song with peace of mind.

Song Chong'an treated Du Qingman well, and was gentle and considerate, so it was difficult for Du Qingman not to be tempted.

During the seven years between the two, Song Xin and Song Yuan were born successively, and their relationship gradually calmed down.

If it is light, the husband and wife will easily lose their minds.

And then, that bamboo horse didn't know what it was for, but came back in time.

With gentle words, he apologized to Du Qingman and said that he should not have left.

Let Du Qingman forgive him.

Soft grinding hard foaming, one day will not work, only one month, one year.

Du Qingman was persuaded and chose to forgive.

The two were soon together, sweetly, and even conceived a child.

Du Qingman wanted to fight, but the bamboo horse refused.

He was reluctant to say that this was their first child.

A woman indulging in love is always bold and dangerous.

Du Qingman is the same.

She took a risk and gave birth to a premature girl.

But compared to Song Xin and Song Yuan, Du Qingman didn't dote on this girl much, but was the most indifferent.

Because of guilt and anxiety.

Also because of the love that made her addicted.

Song Yi watched Du Qingman drive away, regained his thoughts, and closed the window conveniently.

The sky is still cloudy, so the books in the study cannot get wet.

In the bedroom, Song Pei was still lying down.

"Be careful!--"

"Have you brought the amulet?"

"Let's go home..."

……

"Liar liar."

"With me here, don't be afraid."

"Little liar..."

……

"Lanlan, you don't know how much I like you..."

……

"you are mine."

"I hate you……"

……

The pure white petals fluttered down one by one, like snow, with fragrance.

The man in black stood there, his face could not be seen clearly, only the smile on his mouth was clear.

"Wei'er, Wei'er..."

"go home……"

"My Wei'er is the most beautiful."

……

Suddenly, the falling white petals disappeared, and turned into plain onyx knotted everywhere on the wall posts.

In the middle of the room, a dark coffin was parked.

In front of the coffin, there was only one person standing there.

Standing straight, there was no expression on his face.

The silence makes people feel chills.

After a long time, the man walked to the side of the coffin, stretched out his hand, and gently caressed the face of the person in the coffin.

"You haven't told me the name of the person I resemble."

"The tree demon is dead, don't worry."

"Actually, I originally thought that when I came back this time, I would tell you to marry you."

"It's okay if you have someone else in your heart."

"It doesn't matter if you treat me as that person."

"Song Pei..."

Shen Anling couldn't continue.

Adjutant Ji standing outside the house couldn't listen anymore.

His Shen Shuai, what a proud person, just for his wife, such pride is worthless.

Go in, stand still in front of the coffin, and go to persuade Shen Anling, "Shen Shuai, Madam has been staying for a long time, it is better to go to the ground as soon as possible..."

Shen Anling interrupted him, "You said, will she come back?"

After all, something as rare as seizing a house can happen.

Then Song Pei, can he come back again?

Adjutant Ji couldn't bear it, "Shuai Shen..."

Shen Anling withdrew her hand and put it behind her back, but her eyes stayed on the face of the person in the coffin.

Don't miss watching for a second.

"get out."

"Shen Shuai?"

"Go out, I want to be alone with her for a while, you go out."

The adjutant had a complicated look on his face, but he didn't disobey his orders, and turned around and left.

The two of them don't say anything, you guess, I guess, it's so awkward, it's a pity after all.

"Song Pei, are you coming back?"

"Song Pei..."

……

Song Pei suddenly opened his eyes.

Tears slipped silently into her temples.

Raise your hand and touch it, it's cool.

dreaming?

Song Pei looked at the water stains on his fingers, not sure.

If it is a dream, it is really too real.

But if it's not a dream, why are they all so fragmented?

One paragraph is mixed with another paragraph, and it is confusing to distinguish.

"Pepe, are you awake?"

Song Pei heard the movement at the door, put down his hands, sat up with support, and looked at Song Yi who was walking, "Yeah."

It’s weird.

Obviously last night, she should be more tired, there is no reason why she got up earlier than her...

Song Yi leaned over and kissed her forehead, "What are you thinking?"

Song Pei shook his head, "It's nothing, by the way, auntie, what time is it?"

"Nine o'clock, what's the matter?"

nine o'clock? !

It's nine o'clock and you still ask me what's wrong? ?

I'm late!

Song Pei was anxious to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but Song Yi held her down helplessly, "There's no need to go, I've already asked you for leave."

"Ask for leave?"

"Well, don't worry."

Song Pei fell back on the bed with a look of lovelessness.

Her full attendance record is gone.

Originally thought that Song Yi's full attendance record could be completed.

Hey, forget it.

Once per person, it should be evened out.

"Then you asked me for sick leave or personal leave?"

There must be a valid reason for asking for leave.

It can't be the reason that I can't get out of bed this morning because I indulged || excessively last night, resulting in too much physical exertion, right?

Song Yi flicked her forehead, "What are you thinking? It's a mess."

What you are asked for is sick leave, simple sick leave.

You have a low-grade fever, so calling in sick is valid and valid.

Song Pei Oh, I see.

There is no reason to ask for leave.

Song Yi pretended not to know what she was thinking, and patted the back of her head, "Go eat when you wake up."

Song Pei nodded and planted on her, "Okay, let's eat and eat..."

Song Yi hugged Song Pei, who was soft and boneless, and pressed it against her ear, and breathed out, "Do you want me to carry you down?"

Song Pei immediately covered his ears and flicked away.

No no no, no need.

I can do it myself, absolutely fine!

Song Yi saw that she ran to the bathroom as soon as she jumped out of bed, with agility.

Smiling and shaking his head.

It seems that last night was still light.

Well, next time.

Next time, let's ask for leave to be more realistic.