I still feel that Song Fei’s death is like a dream and I cannot accept the fact that she is gone.
But I have to wake up, I have to accept the fact that you are leaving. After you leave, I will become an orphan in this world, and there will be no one who will call me a little fool and protect me like a sweetheart.
Song Fei, there must be no war in heaven.
You are in heaven, please be well.
Song Ci is already a celebrity on Weibo. The other protagonist mentioned in this Weibo post happens to be Song Fei, the late virus expert who went to Africa to assist in aid and who had just attracted attention on Weibo a few days ago.
As soon as she posted this Weibo, it quickly became a hot topic on Weibo, thanks to the push from the mysterious public relations department.
When Song Ci found herself on the trending search again, she was surprised. When did she become so popular?
Without thinking any more, Song Ci turned off her phone and lay down on the bed, trying to fall asleep. But she couldn't fall asleep. She was struggling with whether to get up and watch a movie, when she suddenly heard the door downstairs open.
Song Ci was startled.
She hurriedly tiptoed down from the bed, opened Han Zhan's safe, and took out a gun from it.
This is what Han Zhanbei has at home.
Han Zhan's identity is sensitive and he has encountered assassins several times. He always keeps a self-defense weapon in unexpected places. Han Zhan specifically told Song Ci that if he really encountered danger at home, he could use it to save his life in a critical moment.
Han Ao Yu also said this to Song Ci.
Song Ci held the cold and heavy gun in his hand, his heart leaping into his throat.
Walking to the wall next to the door in the dark, Song Ci leaned against it and, following Han Zhan's instructions, flipped the safety and pulled the slide. She held the gun with both hands, her index finger on the trigger, ready to shoot.
This was her first time doing this, and Song Ci's breathing became heavy from nervousness. The person's footsteps were heavy, and Song Ci listened carefully, trying to discern the gender of the person from the footsteps.
I haven't figured out whether it's a man or a woman yet, but I feel that the pace and voice of this person are somewhat familiar.
The man unlocked the door and walked in. He was a tall man, nearly 1.9 meters tall.
Seeing that there was no one in the room, Han Zhan narrowed his blue eyes. He subconsciously reached for his phone, wanting to call Song Ci and ask about her whereabouts.
At this moment, a man suddenly walked out from behind the door. The man raised his gun, but before he could get close to Han Zhan, Han Zhan suddenly turned around, twisted Song Ci's arm, and pinned it behind her back.
Song Ci's arm went numb, and the pistol fell to the ground. "Ouch, it hurts, Brother Han!" Song Ci's face turned pale with pain.
Han Zhan pressed Song Ci's arm, and he leaned over and whispered in her ear: "When your brother Han was playing with the gun, you were still playing with the bubble machine."
Song Ci continued to wail, "Let me go! My arm is going to break!"
Han Zhan finally showed mercy and let Song Ci go.
Song Ci rubbed the aching arm muscles and looked at Han Zhan with tears in her eyes. She couldn't help but accuse him: "Why are you so rude? You guessed it was me, but you didn't give in to me."
"I've been gentle enough with you." She had never seen his truly ferocious appearance. He was once known as the hungry wolf of the southwest. Once he found his target, he would bite the opponent to death and would not let go.
Han Zhan is well-known in the southwest for his cruelty.
Han Zhan bent down to pick up the gun on the ground and said to Song Ci, "Don't touch this thing." After putting the thing back into the safe, Han Zhan turned around and stared at Song Ci for a while, then suddenly said, "Take off your nightgown."
Song Ci was stunned and said subconsciously, "Do you want it?" She was quite surprised. It was rare for her to see Han Zhan so proactive and direct.
Hearing the three words "want it", it was Han Zhan's turn to be shocked.
After coming to his senses, even Han Zhan couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Are you trying to make me laugh to death?" Han Zhan laughed for a long time before saying, "I asked you to take off your nightgown and change clothes. We are going out."
"You don't even explain yourself clearly in one sentence, and you're deliberately making people imagine..." Song Ci didn't think she was stupid. If she wanted to blame someone, she should blame Han Zhan for not speaking half the truth.
After changing into their going-out clothes, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "What are you going out for? A midnight snack?"
"Go out and meet someone." Han Zhan deliberately acted mysterious and did not say who that person was.
"Who are you meeting?"
"You'll find out in a moment."
Song Ci was pulled out of the house by Han Zhan. When they got into the elevator, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Aren't you busy at work? Why did you come back so suddenly?"
"Because that person is very important and I have to take you to meet him, I skipped work."
"Who is he anyway? He's so mysterious." Song Ci rolled her eyes and made a humorous joke, "You don't have an awesome godfather, do you? One that's even more powerful than Mo Yao?"
"no."
"That's boring."
Along the way, Song Ci did not ask Han Zhan who he was going to meet. With Han Zhan by her side, Song Ci felt at ease.
"arrive."
Song Ci had dozed off in the car. Hearing this, she opened her eyes and turned to look out the window. When she saw the words "Xinqiao Hospital" hanging on the second-floor platform of the hospital building, her gaze froze.
This was the place where Song Ci died in her previous life. As soon as she approached this place, she felt a sense of resistance in her heart. "What are you doing here?" She felt a dull pain in her chest and felt suffocated.
Han Zhan: "I said, come to see an important person, the person you want to see the most."
Song Ci was a little annoyed by Han Zhan, "I wouldn't go up if you didn't tell me." She hated the feeling of being teased repeatedly.
Han Zhan turned off the car and unbuckled his seatbelt. He looked through the front windshield at the sixth floor diagonally above him. "Song Fei is up there, do you still want to go up?"
Hearing this, Song Ci was stunned on the spot.
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