He knew his problem was borderline, but he just couldn't control himself.
Even though he already had a vague idea of who it was.
Aunt Mei didn't think much of it. After tilting her head and thinking for a moment, she slapped her forehead and said, "Ah, I remember now, it seems to be the president of the Shen Group, his name is Shen something..."
Before she could finish speaking, she saw the boy in front of her suddenly turn around and leave, looking somewhat dejected.
His silhouette looked as lonely and indifferent as when he arrived.
"Little Song, shouldn't we wait until the rain subsides a bit before we leave?"
Aunt Mei noticed that it was windy outside and that even with an umbrella, she would probably get wet, so she tried to persuade her to stay.
But all that answered her was his slowly disappearing figure at the door.
Song Qi gave a wry smile and looked up at the sky, letting the raindrops patter on his face.
He should have realized it sooner. The other two men besides himself were like time bombs, capable of remembering everything at any moment, just like him.
But he didn't expect that day to come so soon. He wasn't even prepared for how to fall in love with his senior when they disrupted his plans.
He clearly wanted to take things slowly this time, so why is he being treated like this again?
He didn't even know how he got home; he didn't even have time to change his clothes before collapsing onto the sofa and falling asleep.
He had a dream in which he seemed to relive some of the things that had happened before.
When he saw himself driving his car into Lu Zhiyan, his eyes widened as he tried to stop it, but the version of himself in his dream felt unfamiliar to him.
Those eyebrows and expressions frightened him.
Was that person really him?
This thought was confirmed when he looked at Su Ping, who was lifeless in his arms, on the plane.
The man wore a sickly smile as he gently stroked Su Ping's pale face, his tone sinister and obsessive.
"Sister, you can't escape. I can find you this time, and I can find you next time too."
After he finished speaking, he bent down and placed a deep kiss on her lips, with reverence and care.
Even though the woman in his arms was no longer breathing and would no longer respond to his words.
Suddenly, the man looked up at the glass next to him.
Inside, Song Qi saw his own face.
That's his face, yet it doesn't look like his.
Song Qi felt a sudden panic for no reason, which made him even more certain that this man could not be him.
After receiving the news of his senior's death, he spent some time in a daze.
During that period, he couldn't distinguish between day and night, and in the end, he even couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality. So, is this when he appeared?
Looking at that familiar face, Song Qi felt a sense of unfamiliarity for the first time.
So this time, will he take over her body again and do things that his senior will never be able to forgive him for?
No, he won't allow that to happen again!
When Song Yifei pushed open the door and returned home, she immediately saw the umbrella that had been carelessly tossed aside at the door.
Is Xiao Qi back?
Song Yifei blinked and walked into the living room, vaguely seeing someone sleeping on the sofa.
Only when I walked over did I see that it was Song Qi.
He seemed to be sleeping, but his expression looked somewhat uncomfortable, as if he were trapped in a terrifying dream and muttering something in his sleep.
"No, I won't let you hurt her!"
Who are you?!
Song Yifei was startled and quickly went over and squatted down in front of him, seeing that his face was already soaked with sweat.
His clothes were wet; had he just come back from being caught in the rain and then lay down here?
Seeing her younger brother like this, Song Yifei felt a pang of sadness. She touched his forehead and found it was burning hot.
When he came home in the morning, he looked rather grim. He barely ate two bites of noodles before grabbing an umbrella and heading out again. It wasn't until she got home from get off work this afternoon that she saw him lying on the sofa.
This was the first time she had seen Song Qi like this. She felt both angry and helpless, so she took out her phone and called Xu Yichen, asking him to come and help take her brother to the hospital.
On the way to the hospital, he kept talking in his sleep, sometimes mentioning Pingping, sometimes saying things that I couldn't understand, like the Yun family.
When Xu Yichen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, heard Song Qi mention the Yun family, his expression became somewhat subtle, and he turned his head to glance at him without making a sound.
Suddenly, Song Yifei saw his hands and feet twitch.
Then she twitched again and burst into tears in fright.
"Xiao Qi, wake up, don't scare your sister."
However, Song Qi kept his eyes tightly closed, trapped in a dream and refusing to wake up.
Seeing this, Xu Yichen could only comfort him, "Yifei, don't worry, he's probably just having a fever. It's okay, we'll be at the hospital soon."
A few minutes later, the car stopped downstairs at the hospital. Because of Xu Yichen, the doctors and nurses were waiting at the green channel and quickly pushed the unconscious Song Qi into the hospital on a stretcher.
Song Yifei wiped away her tears and tried to chase after him, but Xu Yichen grabbed her arm and hugged her tightly from behind.
He gently patted her back and comforted her, "It's okay, we're at the hospital now, you have to trust the doctor."
Feeling his comfort, Song Yifei gradually regained her composure, but her emotional breakdown completely erupted, and she hugged Xu Yichen tightly and cried out.
On the other hand, after being choked by Tu Hengchuan in the dressing room that day, Ren Su avoided him for several days in a row, except when filming.
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