[pattern] Song's son

"Master Song's condition has gradually stabilized, as long as he rests at ease, he will be fine."

"Thank you, Doctor Han."

"It's okay, as long as Master Song's condition can stabilize."

The sound of the conversation between the two gradually weakened, and with the sound of a door being gently closed, the voices of the two were isolated.

where is thiswho I am?

The person on the bed frowned tightly, his body twisted constantly, and large drops of sweat slid down his forehead, and finally slipped into his pajamas and disappeared.The moonlight outside the window reflected on the boy's body, giving him a strange look.

On an iron tower in the distance, a man in a tuxedo stands on the top of the iron tower, and the full moon becomes his background.He stretched out his white-gloved hand, making an invitation-like gesture, with a weird smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

This is the gift of the moon god, a chance to do it all over again at the cost of selling your soul.

The boy on the bed suddenly woke up, half-sitting on the bed panting heavily, he turned his head to look at the moon outside the window, but it was not a full moon, but a half crescent moon.

He is not dead?

Song Yubin stretched out his hand, and under the moonlight, he could vaguely see the delicate and fair palm of the young man, which was much more delicate and delicate than the hand he used to train guns all the year round.

Could this be a dream he had?

"Don't touch me, Song Woo Bin."

"Song Yubin, have you ever thought about this day?"

"He's dead, I killed him."

"I never had that kind of feeling for you from the beginning to the end."

Who is that talking?Who is speaking?

——Su Yizheng.

The memories of the two worlds are intertwined, and finally merged perfectly.

The boy on the bed threw off the quilt suddenly, and strode out of bed.The white silk pajamas covered the young man's slender but extraordinarily strong body. He walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked at the other person in the mirror with confused eyes.

It was his extremely familiar but unfamiliar face.

That is the appearance of Song Yubin when he was a boy.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and slid it gently over the cold mirror, as if his hand had been touched by the coldness of the mirror, then he retracted it abruptly, looking at the person in the mirror with horror on his face.

He is dead, is he occupying his body now, or should he belong here.

The person in the mirror is him, but not him.

Is this true?Or is it just Nanke Yimeng?

Not far from the mirror is a bell, which is the paging bell for the servants outside.Normally Song Woo Bin wouldn't use the pager, but now he urgently needs someone to prove that he is real.

He pursed his lips, the pink lips were a little white.Putting her fair fingers on the paging bell, she hesitated for a while and pressed it heavily.

"Jingle Bell--"

The people outside the door hurried into the room when they heard the paging bell.

"Master?" The person who came in was Li Chengtai, the old housekeeper of the Song family. He was wearing a black suit, with a kind smile on his lips, "Why are you up? The doctor said you need to rest more."

He watched Song Yubin grow up, so he naturally cared more about Song Yubin than ordinary servants.

"Uncle Li?" Song Yubin looked at the person in front of him in astonishment, with disbelief in his eyes, "Uncle Li, why are you here?"

In his memory, Uncle Li and his parents died together in that tragedy.

Li Chengtai pretended to be angry, and said angrily, "You silly boy, where am I if I'm not here? Why don't you just lie on the bed and run around when you're sick in such a cold day."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Yubin to answer, he dragged Song Yubin to the bed.It wasn't until Song Yubin was put on the bed that he had a good sleep before he sighed softly and said, "I'm not allowed to play in the rain in the future. I have a fever when school starts tomorrow. It's really worrying!" After speaking, it seemed He poked Song Yubin's forehead in frustration, "Are you comfortable now? Let's see what you do when school starts tomorrow!"

Song Yubin wasn't annoyed by Steward Li talking about him like this, but just looked at Steward Li with a smile, his eyes full of warmth.Since Butler Li passed away, no one has talked about him like this again.

Li Chengtai glanced at the big clock hanging in the house, and lightly tapped Song Yubin's head, "Go to sleep, it's almost one o'clock. Tomorrow I have to get up early to attend the opening ceremony, and my wife and master will also come back to attend the opening ceremony. "After finishing speaking, he turned off the lights in the house and walked out of the room.

Song Yubin searched in his mind, and indeed remembered such a thing.In the third year of junior high school, I played with a girl in the rain. As a result, I developed a high fever the day before the start of high school, which made me unable to attend the opening ceremony.The later F4 was established in this autumn, and quickly spread throughout South Korea, becoming the most famous princeling in South Korea.

Yin Zhihou, Gu Junpyo, and the name he least wanted to mention - Su Yizheng.

He pursed his lips in the darkness, and the darkness covered up the flickering light in his eyes.Since the fate can be changed, can the fate of him and Su Yizheng also be changed?

What is the fate of him and Su Yizheng in the future?

He slowly closed his eyes,

good night.

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Eight in the morning.

Several maids walked into Song Yubin's room on time and called softly, "Master? Master? It's time to get up."

"En?" Song Yubin replied in a daze, half-sit up subconsciously.Xu squinted and looked at the world outside the window, "What time is it?"

"It's eight o'clock, young master." The maid lowered her head, not daring to look at Song Yubin's dazed appearance just after waking up.While screaming in my heart, it's so cute!

Song Yubin suddenly remembered that he was now a boy who was about to enter high school, not the man he dreamed of, and opened his eyes suddenly, and quickly got out of bed.There was a usual smirk on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was frivolous: "Dear ladies, I want to change clothes, do you want to watch me change?"

Now that you're back in your teens, how about going through it all over again?

The maids were stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, they hurriedly bowed, their cheeks flushed red; "We're going out first." After speaking, they rushed out of the house as if there were jackals and leopards behind them.

Song Yubin, who was about to yawn, saw the maid's cute reaction, and couldn't help laughing with his hand on his mouth.

These little girls are so innocent and cute.

He walked slowly to the dressing room connected to the bedroom, sliding his fingers over many neatly hung clothes, and finally chose a small gray suit to put on.

In fact, change is not as difficult as imagined.

Yi Zheng, since I'm going to live again, let's do it this way.You walk your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge, and it will be irrelevant from now on.

After choosing the clothes, Song Yubin walked to the bathroom, took a dozen minutes to wash, and then looked at the mirror in the bathroom, raising a false smile.

Sure enough, it is more suitable for me to wear a mask.

If you show your heart and soul to someone, they don't necessarily appreciate it, right?

"Song Yubin! Why are you so slow?" The person who arrived before the sound could be someone like Gu Junbiao. Gu Junbiao kicked open the door of the bathroom, his beautiful eyebrows stood upright, and he looked very unhappy. Looking at Song Yubin, "Yesterday I was playing with someone in the rain, but today I am half disabled, right?"

Song Yubin looked at the door of the bathroom with distress, it was made of high-quality purple wood, and it would probably be scrapped after being kicked by Gu Junbiao.

"Junbiao, you have to pay the door money!"

Gu Junbiao raised his eyebrows, looking like I am in a bad mood today: "Your Song family can't even afford a door? Do you want me to pay for a door?"

Song Yubin was unable to support his forehead, why did he forget that the old man in front of him was someone who never took money for money?

"I'll be fine right away, can you go downstairs and wait for a while, Mr. Gu!" The syllable of the last word was bitten extremely hard.

Gu Junbiao frowned, with a look of disgust on his face: "You think I like your place, if it wasn't for the fear that you wouldn't go to the opening ceremony. I'm also the captain of F4 anyway, so I have to treat myself no matter what. Team members are responsible!"

He would never admit that he heard that this guy was sick and worried about his body!

"All right, all right," Song Yubin continued with a smirk, "Then let me wash up and come down right away? OK?"

"Hmm, hum, hum~~" Gu Junpyo turned around to leave, but suddenly turned his head and frowned and said, "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, you look so ugly." Before Song Yubin could refute, he took a big stride went downstairs.

That fake smile looks really bad!

Song Yubin froze for a moment, then turned to look at himself in the mirror.The smile of the person in the mirror has not been removed, but the eyes are sober, without a hint of a smile.He had no choice but to smile bitterly, and as expected, that guy Gu Junbiao is the one who sees people the most.

Don't laugh if you don't want to?If he didn't even have this little cover-up, he might not be able to laugh in the future.

It's a lie to say that being betrayed doesn't hurt, it's just that he made himself used to being betrayed.Because the cause of that incident really all came from himself.

If he had let Su Yizheng be free from the beginning, if he hadn't forced Su Yizheng's feelings.

However, everything is just if.There are not so many ifs and what-ifs in this world.

Song Yubin poured cold water on his face, chilling in the early autumn weather.

Slowly took out a towel to wipe off the water droplets on his face, finally smiled at the mirror and walked out of the bathroom.

F4, let it become the previous F4.There is no defense between the few people, they are friends and brothers.

In the living room, Yin Zhihou was playing with a deck of cards, Junxiu had no expression on his face, Gu Junbiao was picking on a boring soap opera with a remote control panel, Su Yi was sitting on the sofa on the other side with a long, delicate and lovely The maid was talking and laughing.

Song Yubin couldn't help feeling tense when he saw this. If he saw this scene in his previous life, he would have thousands of ways to make this maid survive or die.But now he has made up his mind not to have any more than friendship with Su Yizheng. No matter what Su Yizheng does now, he is not qualified to interfere.

With his left hand on the railing of the stairs, he said jokingly: "Is Yizheng going to lure all our maids to your house? Be careful that they won't leave."

Su Yizheng glanced at Song Yubin, his black and white eyes were full of disbelief: "Who doesn't know that Song Yubin, son of the Song family, is a good hand at seducing women. The whole South Korea knows about the romantic romance in the rain yesterday, and let everyone know about it." How can I compare to Mr. Song when I am seriously ill?"

Didn't he know that the romance played in the heavy rain yesterday made him sick?

Gu Junpyo, who has been enduring the pollution from soap operas, threw away the remote control board and said impatiently, "Okay, what's the talk at this time, Zhihou, let's go."

These two guys are really, they are all the same thing, but they are laughing at fifty steps.

Yin Zhihou looked up at Su Yizheng and Song Yubin, put away the playing cards without saying a word, and followed in the footsteps of Gu Junbiao.

Song Yubin and Su Yizheng looked at each other with wry smiles, and followed in Gu Junbiao's footsteps.