After the devil becomes a poor man

??He Qingyu completely lost consciousness.

??Actually, it doesn't make much difference whether she is awake or not, the same numb eyes. In the past, no matter what Song Tang did, she would be passionately entangled...

??Thrown by Song Tang on the messy bed, his body was like a dead fish, but there was no movement, and he didn't take the quilt to cover him, just lying naked in a daze.

??It seems that the meaning of a person's existence is to be used.

??Song Tang was so angry that he couldn't vent it, and the nameless anger was rampaging in his chest, and his tone was stiff: "I'm going back to the company, I hope my sister will be good, and don't let me do anything to hurt you."

??He Qingyu remained motionless, as if she didn't hear this sentence, a line of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes into her hair. Only the rising and falling of her chest could prove that she was still alive.

?? Heart ashes, but that's all.

??In the end, she was still worried about letting He Qingyu get muddy all over, so she picked up her beloved and went to the bathroom to wash it clean. The bathing process was like washing an immovable object, and she would only moan when it really hurt.

??The old and new scars on the body overlap, it is hard to imagine that this person's original skin is almost as smooth and flawless as soft tofu.

??He Qingyu's head fell limply on Song Tang's shoulders, her hair covered her face, water dripped from her forehead to her eyes, and there was no subconscious eyelid twitching.

??The emaciated body feels cramp when held in his arms, his face is sickly pale without blood, his lower lip is full of blood and he refuses to make a sound...

?? Song Tang wanted to speak several times, but seeing He Qingyu like this, he couldn't say anything, so he had to wrap her in the quilt.

??He Qingyu curled up in the thin quilt, with his chin resting on his knees. Through the quilt, he could see the restless and trembling body inside.

??Like a small animal that has been bullied outside and returns to its dilapidated lair.

??The porridge at the bedside was already cold.

??Song Tang pursed her lips, her eyes were bloodshot, "Sister, why do you torture yourself like this..."

?? He Qingyu did not respond.

??What a proud person He Qingyu used to be.

?? After a long time, Song Tang leaned down and patted He Qingyu on the shoulder, and said goodbye: "Sister, can you live a good life with me? I can be a good wife...the porridge is warm in the kitchen, remember to drink it."

??He Qingyu pricked up his ears to listen to Song Tang's movements in the quilt, and didn't get up until he was sure that the person had left, "The system sees how my acting skills are!"

??The system is desperate: "I can't see the acting skills, my world is full of mosaics."

??He Qingyu moved his body to eat the porridge on the bedside table, and swallowed the porridge regardless of the water flowing on his chin and collarbone.

??The camera in the room recorded this scene.

??He Qingyu: "From now on, can I be a rice bug who doesn't ask anything?"

?? System: "Theoretically, you are a manual laborer."

??He Qingyu: "Huh? Something's wrong with you??"

?? The system spat: "Your mind is full of pornographic waste, but if you put your mind on the task, it's not like you haven't finished the plot yet."

??He Qingyu: "..." Immediately thought of the high school head teacher.

??He Qingyu probed: "The Great Demon King will not go to burn down the building anymore. It stands to reason that the task has been completed."

?? System: "One more time, don't forget that in the last timeline, the big devil pulled out the original owner's ventilator, you can't give her this chance."

??He Qingyu: "Ah, this..."

??He Qingyu said: "Look, I want to teach my Xiaoliu a good lesson. It is not a good thing to give your heart easily."

?? "It stands to reason that she should thank me."

??The system crashed: "It took eight lifetimes of bad luck for the Great Demon King to meet you." It took eight lifetimes of bad luck for me to meet you as the host! ! !

??The system hastily bid farewell: "I'm going to see cat and mouse, please come on."

??He Qingyu felt that the system in his head was suddenly disconnected, and his whole body was not well.

?? She was thinking in her heart, and at the same time, the camera in the corner flashed a strange light.

??The other end of the camera is connected to Song Tang's mobile phone. She carefully watched the picture after she left in the car without missing a frame.

??Including He Qingyu, who hadn't eaten seriously for more than ten days, swallowing cold porridge.

??She tightly squeezed the phone, and every beat of her heart brought unparalleled pain. She knew that she had completely ruined a person.

??The driver didn't dare to make a sound. The woman in the back seat was even scarier than Mr. He. Yesterday a talkative driver mentioned He Qingyu and was fired on the spot.

??He Qingyu sat on the bed for a while, turned on the projector, and the first scene that caught his eye was Song Tang taking over his company, and by means of means and He Qingyu's signature, he settled the opposition from the upper middle class.

??Even the elders who escorted Qingyu all the way were bought, which made the process of taking over extremely smooth.

?? This old man is exactly the person He Qingyu found for system hosting. In order to let Song Tang lock himself up, He Qingyu took great pains.

??But Song Tang didn't know all this. All she saw was He Qingyu showing strong despair at the picture on the projector.

??He Qingyu watched the projection without moving, saved the clips of the news, and watched them repeatedly, as if he wanted to engrave this scene into his mind thoroughly.

?? "Xiaotang, I owe you this."

??Sliding images kept flashing from its crystal-clear eyeballs, until He Qingyu fainted from hypoglycemia and stomach cramps, and the clips on the wall continued to play.

?? Silently proclaimed her sin.

?? Song Tang watched He Qingyu open and close his lips, and spit out a word.

??She thought that she would be happy when He Qingyu apologized, but when her beloved, proud and defiant sister showed weakness, Song Tang suddenly felt that something was wrong. The reality should not be like this.

??The reality should be that my sister admits her mistake, forgives herself, and expresses that she can live together in the future and have a happy family that her mother Song Yunqi can't achieve in her entire life.

??Because he just took over He Qingyu's business, Song Tang is busy running around every day, and rarely has time to stop, let alone visit He Qingyu in the house.

??Even the number of times the camera is turned on is reduced.

?? Song Tang secretly installed more than a dozen cameras because she was worried that He Qingyu would seek revenge behind her back. She has the authority to modify the combination lock and close all the windows and doors in the house. As a result, He Qingyu's activity radius is limited to the bedroom And the refrigerator, the most intense exercise I do every day is to walk from the bed to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and look out with both hands on the railing.

??Song Tang didn't know what He Qingyu was looking at.

??It has been a month and a half since she came to see He Qingyu again. When she put her hand on the door lock detector and made a special beep sound, Song Tang heard a burst of chaotic footsteps——

??He Qingyu opened his abnormally excited eyes and shouted: "Little Tang!"

??Song Tang was scared by He Qingyu's enthusiasm and took half a step back, "I'm busy these days, so I didn't come to see you, sorry."

??He Qingyu smiled, shook his head vigorously and said, "Come in, Xiaotang, I miss you so much!"

As soon as He Qingyu finished speaking, he was about to pounce on Song Tang, when he suddenly stopped in mid-air and took a step back in embarrassment, lowering his head in a little embarrassment, "Quick, come in quickly, the crabapple tree in the yard is bearing fruit, I'll wash it After washing, it is very sweet."

??Song Tang saw He Qingyu's huge contrast in attitude and subtle movements, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. She didn't say anything, and was carefully led into the reception room by He Qingyu.

?? On the glass coffee table was a small mountain of bright red crabapple fruit. He Qingyu held Song Tang in both hands as if offering a treasure, and looked at her expectantly.

?? Seeing He Qingyu's abnormal appearance, Song Tang didn't reach out to pick up the crabapple fruit at all. She thought she would see her half-dead sister, or resentment, resentment or grief, but she never thought that she was more lively than her colleague's daughter.

??He Qingyu giggled, "Xiaotang, Xiaotang, it was my sister who did something wrong in the past. Can Xiaotang forgive my sister?"

?? "Sister will be very obedient, and wait for Xiaotang to come and sit at the door every day. Xiaotang should not find another little lover, okay?"

??He Qingyu found a flexible branch full of thorns from nowhere, and handed it to Song Tang, smiling obediently and praying, "Xiao Tang can vent on her sister when she is unhappy. It is my sister's blessing to be reprimanded by Xiao Tang."

"It's like this crabapple fruit, if it doesn't please you, there is no need for it to exist." He Qingyu threw the brightly colored fruit into the burning fireplace, making a crackling sound.

"The person who gave you the crabapple fruit was also at fault," said He Qingyu, who had nothing under her dress. She knelt on the snow-white plush carpet, lying on Song Tang's lap, begging to look at her, "Little Tang, you Vent all dissatisfaction on my sister, don't go to others, okay?"

?? Song Tang's back tightened, like falling into an ice cave.