[Sadako never forgets the well digger: ...qwq]

[Lights are the same as in the past: Don’t panic if there is a gas leak, light a cigarette and calm down]

[Bamboo Cane and Straw Sandals: Damn, I am dying of laughter. Listen to Brother Yu and hurry up.]

[Sadako never forgets the well digger: [farewell.jpg]]

[It’s Wanwan: Brother Zhenzi, you really don’t know the current situation. Please don’t delay Brother Yu and Xie Shen’s chat time.]

[Qing Ning: That’s right, my husband is crazy, are you annoying?]

Song Yu withdrew his gaze from the person next to him and looked at the group message again, only to see the screen filled with a row of "hahahahaha".

When I logged out, a message popped up on my phone saying that only 10% of the battery was left.

Song Yu twitched the corner of his lip. He really shouldn't have followed Song Wanying out. If you are so bored, you might as well walk your bird at home. Besides, my phone is out of battery, what am I still doing here?

Song Yu called Song Wanying, but the other party didn't answer for a long time.

Sure enough, she was so aloof that she even abandoned her own brother after meeting her dream lover.

Song Yu was not surprised at all, and planned to ignore her, and directly called the driver to pick her up.

His actions seemed to have attracted the attention of the young man next to him.

The boy was a little taller than him. He looked over and asked calmly and politely, "Do you want to charge?"

Song Yu tilted his head, was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Thank you, no need, this little bit of electricity should be enough to last until the driver comes to pick me up."

The boy smiled and looked at him quietly: "Okay."

His eyes were a very dark brown, with deep eye sockets, like still water.

Song Yu didn't know why he felt a little weird - the boy in front of him gave him a very contradictory feeling, because his appearance was not friendly, even a little arrogant, but he appeared to be very gentle and friendly.

But never mind, he's just a stranger.

Song Yu didn't stay here for long. It wasn't because he felt embarrassed to be alone with a stranger, but simply because this person made him feel uncomfortable.

But he had just stood up and took only two steps out.

The boy also received a call. After replying a few words in a cold voice, he seemed to have changed his address, turned off the computer, and walked out.

Outside the film and television city, next to the street.

Song Yu received another call from the driver. It seemed that there was a traffic jam and he might be late. The young man in the pavilion stood next to him, and the two were silent.

After a while, a black Maybach drove up slowly, and a man in a silver-gray suit got out from the driver's seat and respectfully opened the door for the young man.

The driver said, "Master, the lady asked you to go back to the main house and meet someone first."

The boy nodded calmly.

Song Yu was watching from the side out of boredom. He could guess that this young man had an unusual family background, so he was not very surprised.

Unexpectedly, the boy handed the computer to the driver, then turned his head and asked him: "Want to go together?"

Song Yu: “???” What?

The young man spoke calmly as if he was talking about something very ordinary: "I just happened to pass by the Song family."

Song Yu looked at him for a few seconds.

Oh, yes. If he was a rich kid from City A, there was no reason why he wouldn't know the Song family or him.

This is really a stranger who is a little overenthusiastic.

Song Yu refused calmly: "Thank you, the driver will be here soon. No need to bother."

The young man smiled when he heard that. His slightly sharp and arrogant features softened, and his dark brown eyes revealed a hint of helplessness.

"You're still as vigilant as you were when you were a kid."

Song Yu looked at him suddenly.

The boy said slowly, "It's been so long since we last met, why don't we have a good chat, Yu Yu?"

Song Yu turned off his phone expressionlessly.

I was wrong before.

He hadn't been in City A for so long, and went straight to City Jing after being discharged from the hospital. It was impossible for anyone to recognize him...

Song Yu had thought about what would happen if he met Zhao Ziyu many times.

The only thing I never thought about was that two people would sit in the same car, and I agreed to it myself.

Just like when he went to Fuguang just to see what Qin Mo looked like, now he was too annoyed by Zhao Ziyu's abnormal behavior. He had to solve these problems before Xie Sui came to City A.

"Want some candy?"

Zhao Ziyu handed him a mint candy.

Song Yu: "No."

Zhao Ziyu slowly tore open the candy wrapper and whispered, "I remember you liked mint candy very much when you were a child. In fact," he picked up the candy with his slender fingers and put it into his mouth, and said slowly, "I like this taste because of you."

Song Yu: “…”

Awesome. He is worthy of being the chosen one. He is different from Qin Mo, a scum who can only be criticized by him.

Just one sentence made him furious.

Song Yu suppressed his anger, making his expression look like he wasn't laughing out of anger, and said calmly: "Great, it seems that I forced you to eat a ton of mints when you were a child, but I hope you didn't get sick and your brain got damaged."

Zhao Ziyu just smiled when he heard this, as if he didn't want to talk to him more about this matter: "Wait a minute, I have a lot to tell you, now I need to sort out my thoughts."

Song Yu had nothing to say to him: "No need, tell me why you are going back to City A so early, and I will get off right away."

Zhao Ziyu just smiled: "Oh, wait a minute. I will answer whatever you ask in a while."

Song Yu: “…”

It has been a long time since I felt this kind of frustrated and unhappy feeling.

Zhao Ziyu looked out the window, his sight was far away, as if he was looking at some absurd and empty place. The arrogance and harshness between his brows were covered with a thin layer of snow. He had a candy in his mouth, his thin lips were lightly pursed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a long time, the cool mint candy on the tip of the tongue completely melted.

He retracted his gaze, turned his head, and said softly: "You asked me why I went back to City A?"

Song Yu gritted his teeth, his tone as cold and sharp as a knife: "008, I don't think you need to pretend."

Zhao Ziyu frowned: "Who is 008?"

Song Yu: "Artificial intelligence retardation."

Zhao Ziyu paused for a second and smiled: "Have you watched too many science fiction movies recently?"

Song Yu half stood up, ignoring the driver in front of him, and said directly: "Don't, you suddenly came back to City A, I don't believe you if you say there is nothing strange."

Zhao Ziyu stared into his eyes: "There is something strange."

Song Yu sneered: "Do you know why the world line collapses again and again? It's because of idiots like you who make decisions based on random decisions—"

Zhao Ziyu didn't seem to listen to him at all, and continued his words: "For you."

Song Yu: “…”

powerful. Regardless of whether Zhao Ziyu was really crazy or pretending to be crazy, he asked if he was 008, and the other party insisted that he was not, so there was no need for further conversation.

Song Yu decisively retracted his gaze and said to the driver, "Stop, I'll get off here."

The driver was also a little confused. Zhao Ziyu didn't say anything, so he didn't know who to listen to: "Mr. Song, it's not convenient to park here. Would you like to sit for a while? We'll be there soon."

Zhao Ziyu just said calmly: "Aren't you curious about why it's for you?"

Song Yu ignored him.

Maybe it's because of lack of fatherly love or seeking abuse.

If Zhao Ziyu said that he came back for Xie Sui, he might have endured his anger and listened a little more, but for his own sake, forget it.

Zhao Ziyu looked at his cold and resolute face, and smiled: "This is the third time. You rejected me three times in one day."

Song Yu: "That's all? You can try. I can refuse more. Open the door!"

He was a little impatient, and even thought that if the driver didn't stop, he would just take action and threaten Zhao Ziyu.

The driver was in a particularly difficult situation.

Zhao Ziyu raised his hand and said, "Send him to the shopping mall in front and let him get off."

The driver breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

Zhao Ziyu concluded his attitude: "Do you hate me?"

Song Yu glanced at him indifferently.

Zhao Ziyu's eyes curved, and the false image of gentleness disappeared. The arrogance and sharpness between his eyebrows emerged, and he said: "But in the next month, you are destined to see me frequently."

After Song Yu got off the car at the mall, he turned around, his light-colored pupils reflecting the cold light of the first snow: "Are you really sure you want to see me more often?"

Zhao Ziyu looked at him calmly.

Song Yu slowly smiled: "Okay, don't regret it."

There's really no need to rush over to die.

In any case, the friendship between the Song and Zhao families was destined to be ruined in his hands.

The car door closed.

The driver broke out in a cold sweat. "This young master of the Song family is not at all as sickly as the rumors say." After carefully choosing his words, the driver said, "He is quite imposing."

Zhao Ziyu laughed briefly, and said meaningfully: "He has always been like this."

The driver carefully looked away.

Swallowing the words in his heart, he actually felt that the young master had changed after returning from abroad. The young master in the past was definitely not so easy to get along with. Being treated so coldly by Young Master Song, he must have responded with harsh sarcasm.

After Song Yu left, Zhao Ziyu looked out the window with a cold and bored expression. All the hair on his forehead was combed up, revealing his smooth forehead, which made his nose look taller and his facial features more profound. His skin was cold and fair, and he looked handsome with a hint of youthfulness.

"Host, you...what are you doing?"

A weak voice came from my mind.

Zhao Ziyu said calmly: "008, is that your colleague?"

The system in his mind was silent for a moment.

Zhao Ziyu said: "Song Yu hates me, it seems that there is a problem here. He also has memories of his past life, but not too many. After all..." He paused and smiled meaningfully: "If he remembered everything, he would not only hate me, he would want to kill me."

The system said in a deep voice: "Yes, Song Yu is one of the faults in this world. But you are the protagonist of this world. We let you get the memory of your previous life in the hope that you can complete the plot again. You still love Xie Sui, don't you?

When Zhao Ziyu heard the name Xie Sui, the corners of his lips curled up and he placed his fingers on his chest. The pain did not disappear with the memory.

His tone was calm, with a hint of sarcasm: "Love? Maybe I want to see him suffer more now."

The system forcibly corrected his thoughts and said in a trembling voice: "Love breeds hatred. This is the entanglement between you two."

Zhao Ziyu asked back: "The so-called entanglement in the original work you showed me?"

The system is silent.

Zhao Ziyu said: "It's really ironic. In my last life, I loved him to the point of obsession, but it didn't go according to your imagination."

The system explained weakly: "Something must have gone wrong in the previous life."

Zhao Ziyu: "It must be Song Yu,"

He smiled but slowly fell silent. There was a bit of confusion in his eyes, as if smoke was floating in them. There were memories, remorse, regret, and irony, which were unfathomable.

"When he was five, I blocked his first glass of wine. When he was twenty-five, I took advantage of his trust and gave him his last glass of wine."

"Because of jealousy, they teamed up with Qin Mo and killed him."