Regarding the specific situation of that dream, Song Qingmo expressed that it was like seeing a ghost. That scene, hehehe →_→, how could it be possible.
The story begins after Song Qingmo dies on the cold operating table. From the perspective of his soul, Song Qingmo coldly observes the aftermath of his death, which he never knew. But he really wants to pull Zhou Gong out and beat him up. What's going on? The last time he dreamed of the two yandere Mu Hengs, this dream was just Zhou Gong himself, still half asleep. He must have made it up.
Song Qingmo's soul was spinning around the operating room like crazy in the air. In fact, Mu Henshi was also watching this scene in the form of a dream, but neither of them knew it. Mu Hengshi didn't react at first.
He looked at himself and Song Qingmo when they grew up, and was shocked at first, then his eyes turned red. He saw Song Qingmo with an empty chest and lifeless look. His eyes were filled with red bloodshot, and tears kept rolling down from his eye sockets, dripping in strings as if they were free.
He screamed in the air, cursing himself as he lost consciousness on the operating table, repeatedly covering Song Qingmo's chest with his hands to stop the bleeding. His heart ached. He had never felt so panicked and angry before. How dare he? "How dare you? Song Qingmo is someone I couldn't bear to see hurt, and you let him die in front of you! You bastard!..." But the Wood Soul Master, kneeling on the ground in a daze, couldn't hear his words. Mu Hengshi's hand, which wanted to grab the man's collar, also passed through Mu Hengshi's body in the dream and could not reach him.
As Song Qingmo looked at Mu Heng in his dream, he became agitated, his tear-incontinent constitution starting to shed tears again. He didn't want to cry, he wanted to laugh. How could this man not let him go even after death? Why was he clutching his chest? Wasn't torturing himself enough? He didn't let him go even after death. How much hatred must this have, hahahaha... A sorrowful sob escaped Song Qingmo's mouth.
He really didn't do anything wrong to Mu Hengshi and Wen Zhiling, but just like that, he became the stepping stone of their love and the punching bag for Mu Hengshi to vent his anger and dissatisfaction. He wanted to divorce, but Mu Hengshi refused to agree no matter what. Oh, yes, they did divorce in the end, but she became his lover again and threatened him with his parents, so he had to submit. Mu Hengshi took him in front of the rich kids he used to be, humiliated him, and crushed all his pride under his feet. He was like a clown, struggling in the mud, but had to sink into it. Fortunately, he found a chance to survive, and he was willing to die in the end. The old man promised him that as long as he donated his heart, he could leave with peace of mind, and his parents would make all the arrangements. He was finally free.
But why did Mu Hengshi come to disgust him? Even if this was a dream, he didn't want to see this person's ugly face again.
Soon Stephen's men arrived. Stephen was still waiting for Song Qingmo's heart surgery, but he still took time out of his busy schedule and saw Stephen's face appear on the huge screen on the operating table.
"Hello, Mr. Mu. I've heard a lot about you. What do you mean by bringing people into my operating room? Isn't this a bad thing to do? My friend..." Stephen looked at the life quietly fading away on the operating table with regret. He promised his friend Song Qingmo that he would do it. He turned his eyes to Mu Hengshi again.
The smile on his face had gradually faded. Seeing Mu Hengshi, he was still indifferent. He just held Song Qingmo's body and murmured over and over again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please come back soon, I was wrong, please come back soon, okay? I... all... woo woo woo..." "How dare you leave me like this, how dare you... Aren't you afraid that I will do something to your father and mother?", Mu Hengshi seemed to have grabbed the last straw, "Yes, that's right, if you wake up, I will not pursue the matter of you running away without permission, otherwise I will find someone to do something to Aunt Song and the others, please wake up...", Mu Hengshi's tone gradually became serious, but he saw that Song Qingmo was no longer breathing. He anxiously touched Song Qingmo's chest with his hand, which was already covered in blood. A spot of blood stained Mu Henshi's expensive suit, but he cared about him. He only remembered now that he had to find Song Qingmo's heart so that Song Qingmo would wake up. It's not that he wanted to ignore him, but how could he wake up without a heart.
He lowered his head and kissed Song Qingmo's forehead in his arms, and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, I will get your heart back soon so that you can wake up. Then I will take you home. I will agree to whatever you say, but don't think about leaving me again."
When Stephen looked at the now-mad Mu Heng, Song Qingmo was already gone. Even if he returned his heart, there was no way he could bring him back to life. He shook his head. If he had known this would happen, why did he do it in the first place? Originally, he didn't want Song Qingmo anymore. Even though he had considered living a miserable life and living out the rest of his life well, when Song Qingmo finally got through, he admitted that who would want to die if they could live. But even so, Stephen said that he could free him from Mu Heng's control and ensure that he would have a smooth life.
But Song Qingmo had been humiliated by Mu Hengshi and had long since given up wanting to live. He suggested that he no longer had any use for the heart, but that someone else needed it more than he did, and that if it was a fair trade, he wouldn't feel like he owed it to himself. Stephen was silent for a moment before agreeing.
Song Qingmo's request was simple: as long as he paid off the tens of millions of dollars in debt owed by the Song family and arranged for his parents to live out their lives in peace abroad, he would be content. Regarding his own funeral arrangements, he hoped that his belongings and himself would be cremated and scattered into a forest with good air quality. He would be content. Song Qingmo was born free, and he wanted to be free after his death. However, he hoped that Stephen would not tell his parents about his death and would just lie and say that he was still alive somewhere.
All of this was a piece of cake for Stephen. As the richest man in Country M, he naturally had plenty of money. What made him admire Song Qingmo even more was his willingness to die and his open-minded attitude after death. He realized that he wasn't as clear-sighted as this young man. He was so young, yet he was thinking so profoundly, as if he lived only to repay his parents, and that he didn't care about himself at all.
He had researched Song Qingmo. This child could have lived a life of happiness and wealth, but fate had played tricks on him, leaving him with no control over his own actions. And the reason for all this was simply because of this young man who was now staring at him.
After Stephen finished his recollection, he looked coldly at Mu Heng who was asking him for his heart. "Mr. Mu, have you gone crazy here? Little Friend Song asked me to bring his body back, and you have no position now. Please don't hinder me from handling Little Friend Song's funeral."
"I have no position? Song Qingmo is my..." Yes, what deficit did he have? He took the initiative to ask Song Qingmo to divorce him. He was no longer his husband, and now he and Song Qingmo were lovers who could not be seen in public. Song Qingmo had never agreed to it, but he had never forced him to do so.
Now Song Qingmo... Mu Hengshi didn't want to mention that word, but so what? Song Qingmo was his. He and Song Qingmo had been entangled for nearly half their lives, from childhood to now, a full 18 years. Even if he had nothing to do with him now, he would take away his body and everything about him!
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