"Ding, please save the Son of Destiny." Song Jinqiao inexplicably transmigrated, and the system tasked her with saving the Son of Destiny. What the hell? Save the Son of Destiny?
Song...
Song Jinqiao frowned, his eyes fixed on the gate of the sanatorium. He didn't seem to agree with Benjie's proposal, but was finally pulled into the car by Benjie.
"Why rush? It's been so long, there's no need to waste a little time. Besides, the rules in there are very strict. Think carefully about how to get in without arousing suspicion first."
Benjie talked a lot, but Song Jinqiao stared blankly at the phone, not knowing whether she had heard what he said.
After driving for about another hour, they finally found the hotel.
"I'll stay here tonight. I only know a little about the nursing home. I'll ask someone to check the situation there later." Benjie glanced at the woman lying flat on the bed with her arms outstretched, then looked at his phone. "I'll go to the room first. Send a message if anything happens."
After hearing the sound of the door closing, Song Jinqiao slowly stood up and looked at the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window in silence, frowning.
Her dullness wasn't due to the nursing home, but rather...
Well... she didn't know why, but she always felt empty in her heart, as if a piece of her had been dug out, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
Anyway, I really want to... really want to grab something...
*
"Qiao Qiao..."
——Who is calling me?
"Qiao Qiao? Qiao Qiao..."
——Who is it? Who is calling me...
"Qiao Qiao, wake up..."
——What a warm voice, who are you?
——Am I dreaming?
——I want to wake up…I really want to wake up…
*
Song Jinqiao suddenly opened his eyes, and a captivating cold light flashed in his obsidian pupils. He immediately noticed that there was a breath beside him that did not belong to him. He suddenly turned over, formed his five fingers into claws, and quickly grabbed the neck of the person next to him.
It all happened so fast that the man had no time to do anything. He wanted to make a sound, but Song Jinqiao pinched his neck.
Song Jinqiao cleared his mind and realized that he was pinching Benjie's neck. He paused, loosened his hand, frowned and said, "Why are you running to my place so early in the morning? Don't you know that this will irritate me?"
Not to mention that she had a strange dream last night, which made her even more alert.
"Cough cough cough! Cough cough!" Benjie covered his neck and coughed violently, his handsome face flushed red. It took him a long time to feel better. At this time, Song Jinqiao had already gone to wash up.
Benjie followed and stood at the bathroom door, clutching his still aching neck. He said aggrievedly, "This is all about you. I just got the news and came looking for you before I even had time to see clearly. Before I even got close, you grabbed my neck."
Song Jinqiao was brushing her teeth and gave him a look in the mirror. Benjie immediately understood and picked up the phone in his trouser pocket. He said, "I got the news that no one is allowed to enter that place casually. Only those who have received orders can enter."
Seeing Song Jinqiao frown, Benjie crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the frame with one side of his body. A hint of surprise flashed across his romantic and amorous eyes, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Why, you didn't get this news?"
Song Jinqiao wiped his face and said, "I haven't had time to look for it yet."
Last night, after washing up and lying in bed, I wanted to find someone to check it out, but I don’t know why, I started thinking about the things that made my brain dizzy, and fell asleep while thinking about it.
It's strange, she didn't have this symptom before.