Chapter 97 I Can't Let Xing Yu Think We're Close
Song Yanzheng's voice in the receiver became softer and softer, and more and more blurred.
Until it is completely inaudible.
No matter what Lin Yan said, there was no more movement from the other end.
After calming down, Lin Yan realized that something was wrong.
I hung up the phone and called Song Yanzheng again, but no one answered and the call never went through.
An ominous premonition came over her, and she hurried to the bathroom, preparing to rush to Song Yanzheng's residence.
But just as he reached the door, he bumped into a cold figure at the corner.
Lin Yan paused: "Mr. Qu?"
Qu Si leaned against the wall nonchalantly, his handsome features looking strange and gloomy.
"Ms. Lin."
Intuition is something very vague and inexplicable.
This Qu Si gave her a very complicated feeling.
It can’t be said to be bad, but it can’t be said to be good either.
Lin Yan's expression was calm: "Mr. Qu, why are you out too?"
"Boring." He said, "Come out and smoke a cigarette."
Lin Yan had something else to do: "Then you continue, I'm leaving first."
"Ms. Lin," Qu Si suddenly straightened his voice and said, "I know Captain Xing's fiancée. She's very beautiful and talented. They got engaged when they were eighteen. You shouldn't be interfering."
"His fiancée is currently abroad and should be back soon. As an outsider, I advise you to draw a clear line between you and Captain Xing as soon as possible. It will be good for both you and him."
My intuition was right, this Qu Si was not simple.
She said calmly, "Mr. Qu, how do you know Xing Yu's fiancée? Or, why do you know her so well?"
Qu Si met her gaze without hiding anything.
"Because I like her, and I've known her for a long time. She's so outstanding, so dazzling that it's impossible not to be attracted to her. But I know I'm not worthy of her... and I don't want to take Captain Xing's woman away. Even if I can't get her, I won't allow anyone to hurt her."
Messy.
It's too messy.
How come there are so many scandals happening one after another every day?
She was in no mood to ponder the details of his words and expressed her attitude righteously.
"Mr. Qu, don't do to others what you don't want done to you. You're afraid that your sweetheart will be hurt, and I understand because I'm also afraid that the person in my heart will be hurt. If I leave him, he will be sad."
"I'm sorry, I can't do that."
After saying that, Lin Yan turned and left.
When Lin Yan took a taxi to Song Yanzheng's residence, she found that he really had not moved out.
They moved back into the two-bedroom, one-living-room house they had rented before.
The combination lock on the door remained the same, it was still their birthdays.
When I opened the door, the room was dark and there was no light on.
When she turned on the light, she stepped on a bottle and almost fell.
Looking at the bottles and jars, Lin Yan was stunned for a moment.
Song Yanzheng was lying on the sofa with a deathly pale face, one arm hanging lifelessly on the edge of the sofa.
He was wearing a khaki shirt that she had bought for him before.
On the floor in front of the sofa were a few scattered white pills and his cell phone.
Lin Yan's mind buzzed and she rushed forward.
"Song Yanzheng!"
"Song Yanzheng! Wake up!"
No matter how Lin Yan shouted, called out, or pushed him, he didn't respond.
Faced with the loss of life, she had to admit that she was panicking at the moment.
The next second, she took out her cell phone and dialed 120.
…
When Song Yanzheng woke up, it was already the next morning.
He opened his eyes drowsily and saw the figure he had always dreamed of lying in front of the bed.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, his eyes became hot.
His hand involuntarily touched her face, the moment his fingertips touched her cheek.
Lin Yan woke up.
Suddenly they looked at each other and Song Yanzheng withdrew his hand.
There was no emotion on Lin Yan's face, only a look of fatigue.
"woke up?"
Song Yanzheng didn't dare look at her: "Yeah."
Lin Yan: "If I had taken you to the hospital any later, you wouldn't have been able to clean out the whole bottle of sleeping pills in your stomach."
Song Yanzheng slowly closed his eyes and smiled awkwardly.
"Yan Yan...you shouldn't have saved me...losing you...is like losing my life..."
"Yan Yan, you always said that I was the one who accompanied you all these years, but weren't you also the one who accompanied me? I have no parents, my family is poor, and I have no one to help me... You always encouraged me and never looked down on me... You gave me great support..."
"After being with Xing Yingxue, there wasn't a single day that I didn't feel conflicted and regretful. My heart was torn apart and I was almost going crazy... You know what, Yanyan? Even when I was having sex with her, I was thinking about your face..."
Song Yanzheng opened his eyes, and his pupils were completely red.
He looked at her helplessly, without a trace of man's dignity.
"Yan Yan, I love you... Is it really that difficult for you to come back to me? I can't imagine what life will be like without you..."
Lin Yan was silent for a long time, and then spoke her true feelings calmly.
"Brother Yan Zheng, love is fleeting. If you don't catch it or miss it, it will disappear completely. I don't want to miss Xing Yu, so I want to hold on to him tightly. Although... I don't know what the future will be like, I don't want to regret it."
Song Yanzheng frowned. "Yanyan, I told you that Xing Yu's family is very complicated! Especially his brother Xing Mo, who is willing to do anything to deal with him, even if it means ignoring all relatives! I'm worried about you. I'm worried that you'll be harmed unnecessarily if you enter the Xing family."
"Even when I threatened Xing Yu and you before, it was all to force you to retreat! You are the most important person to me, I can't watch you jump into the fire pit!"
Lin Yan twitched her lips in disapproval: "I've been hurt all sorts of times in the past. Don't worry, I'm not afraid."
Song Yanzheng wanted to continue persuading her, but suddenly thought of another important thing.
His expression gradually became serious.
"By the way, Yanyan, what happened to the photos you mentioned last night?"
It now appears that the photo was not sent to her by Song Yanzheng.
"I received anonymous documents and strange text messages last night, both of which were about that photo..."
Song Yanzheng sat up with his hands on the edge of the bed, looking shocked.
"How could it be... She and I are the only ones who have the photo. I can't possibly send it to you... But she's been dead for so many years, it's even more impossible..."
Thinking about it, it’s quite terrifying.
She always felt that there were eyes behind her watching her every move.
"Yan Yan, don't worry." Song Yanzheng comforted: "Send me the number where the photo was sent, and I'll check it out."
"I'll check it myself. You should take good care of yourself these two days."
"Yan Yan."
"I can't let Xing Yu think that we're too close. Keeping my distance from you is my respect for him. I don't want him to misunderstand, and I don't want him to think that I don't care about him wholeheartedly."
Song Yanzheng was speechless, his face full of pain.
"Okay, I'm leaving now." Lin Yan stood up and continued, "Brother Yan Zheng, don't do anything stupid because of me. You have to face one fact: even if you commit suicide, it won't shake my decision."
After walking out of the hospital building, Lin Yan felt a little dizzy because of the scorching sunlight.
She pressed her brows exhaustedly.
I quickly took out my cell phone and dialed Xing Yu's number.
The call was connected, but there was no response from the other end.
Lin Yan took the initiative to confess: "Xing Yu, I'm sorry. I lied to you last night. I didn't go back to the company to work overtime. Actually, something happened to Song Yanzheng..."
“…”Ignored her.
Lin Yan held the phone in her hand, noticing that he was angry, and tried to coax him: "Xing Yu, I was wrong... I will definitely tell you the truth next time. Please forgive me this time, okay..."
"good."
Lin Yan was stunned. The voice did not come from the receiver, but from behind her.
When she turned around, she found Xing Yu standing one meter away from her, holding his cell phone and staring at her.
Seeing him, all the fatigue seemed to disappear.
She walked up to him and looked up at his dark circles under his eyes: "Follower, why are you here?"
Xing Yu pinched her face gently: "You guard Song Yanzheng, and the follower guards you."
Lin Yan hugged him and put her face against his chest: "Don't tell me you stayed downstairs in the hospital all night."
Xing Yu didn't answer, but rubbed her head: "Okay, Yan, are you hungry? I'll take you to eat."
Holding his hand, she followed his steps and walked forward with peace of mind...
Until they passed a traffic light intersection, a black car ran towards them as if out of control.
Her brain's reaction could not keep up with the speed of the car at all. She only felt her body being pushed hard, and she fell to the ground at the same time as the sharp sound of the car's sudden brakes came to her ears.
She watched helplessly as Xing Yu was hit by a car and thrown a few meters away, then fell heavily to the ground...
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