Chapter 192 Young Master Qin#Male High School#
The man was tall and straight, wearing a black T-shirt and overalls, and a pair of short boots. His thick eyebrows with scars were slightly wrinkled, and he exuded an aura of someone who was not to be messed with.
Zhou Yu originally wanted to come and see Song Meng, but unexpectedly he met Lin Beibei here.
Zhou Jiuer looked at her stand-in and a panicked expression appeared on her face.
At this moment, Song Meng's unhappy voice rang out in the strange atmosphere of the ward: "Why are you back again?"
Zhou Jiuer lowered her head slightly, biting her lips lightly, and said softly with a pitiful and innocent look, "Didn't you say you agreed to donate? I came back to give you the money. And this is my third brother on the list. He heard that you were sick and wanted to come and see you, so I brought him here..."
Last time, Zhou Jiuer got it mixed up. The brother who died was Zhou Yu, who was beside her, not Song Meng who had liver cancer.
Song Meng: "Just transfer the money to my account. I'll have someone check every penny and return it to you. Not a penny less will be accepted."
The refund from Hua Jiunong was enough to cover his treatment costs for now. As for the donated money, he wouldn't need it, and since he didn't have much time left, he was afraid that he would die before the money was spent. There was no point in keeping it.
A trace of panic flashed in Zhou Jiuer's eyes. "I don't know what the misunderstanding is between us, but do you have to reject my kindness like this? Even if you hate me now, there's no need to be so hard on your own body. No matter what, I hope you can live well."
"I don't mean to refuse your kindness, I'm just worried that you will take the opportunity to pocket the money."
Zhou Jiuer was choked up. Her eyes rolled slightly, and soon they were filled with tears. "When you supported me, I have returned all the money you spent on me. How could I swallow the donation money? Even if I was short of money, I would never touch other people's life-saving money."
Song Meng remained unmoved, looking coldly at the woman standing at the door of the ward. "My trust in you is premised on your sincerity, but now I don't see any sincerity in you, only hypocrisy!"
How could someone who truly cared about him not remember that he was sick? Even after he spent so much money, it was still difficult for her to see him. She kept making excuses until she could no longer withstand the pressure of public opinion and pretended to be a good person to come and visit him. He didn't need this kind of hypocrisy!
"I don't understand what you are saying at all. I don't think I have done anything wrong to you..." Zhou Jiuer's voice trembled and looked like it was about to break.
Zhou Jiuer didn’t know why Song Meng stopped being a fan, but she felt that she had done nothing wrong. Besides, wasn’t it normal for her to make money as a host? Song Meng didn’t really think that she would like a dying person, right?
There isn't so much true love on the Internet. Blame Song Meng for being naive, don't blame her!
Song Meng lowered his head and was silent for a while. He turned his head to look out the window, and his hoarse voice was full of disappointment: "It's not your problem. It's my own poor eyesight. I misjudged you and couldn't distinguish between reality and fiction. I shouldn't have treated you as a friend."
Zhou Jiuer curled her lips: "But in my heart, you are really an important person. Maybe sometimes I am too busy to pay attention to you, so I disappoint you. I'm sorry..."
It would be better for a dying person to die quickly. Now her online reputation is fluctuating. If Song Meng doesn't die quickly, she will continue to visit him endlessly.
It's not certain what will happen by then.
Zhou Yu, who was standing behind Zhou Jiuer, couldn't bear to watch any more. He looked at Song Meng and said, "After all, she's trying to help you out of kindness. You don't have to treat her like this, do you?"
Song Meng sneered, "Good intentions? She's just doing it for her own reputation. And I don't need her help right now. By the way, I advise you not to regret it later when you're cheated out of everything."
What he wanted from the beginning was not money, not a refund, nor a donation. He just wanted her sincere care in the last moments.
Because from the very beginning, it was because of her encouragement that he felt a glimmer of hope in his gloomy life.
But this glimmer of hope did not last until the end.
Zhou Yu chuckled: "I'm not a fool."
Seeing that Song Meng didn't really want to see Hua Jiunong, Lin Beibei said directly, "Let's go out first and don't disturb his rest."
Zhou Jiuer watched Lin Beibei's pretense and sneered inwardly. Who did she think she was? She even helped Song Meng chase people away.
She was about to speak when Song Meng said first, "Just let Hua Jiunong go out."
Zhou Jiuer: “?”
Lin Beibei stretched out her hand and made a 'please come in' gesture towards the door, which made Zhou Jiuer very angry.
After Zhou Jiuer went out.
Song Meng looked at Zhou Yu and said, "Thank you for donating to me, but I don't need it for now. When I receive the money, I will return every penny to you."
Zhou Yu looked at Lin Beibei, then at the thin boy sitting on the hospital bed in a hospital gown, and the thermos on the table in front of him. "Okay, if you really need it, don't be stubborn. No matter what misunderstandings there are between you and Hua Jiunong, your health is more important."
Song Meng looked at the man standing by the bed and thought he didn't seem that bad. He kindly reminded her again, "Hua Jiunong isn't that good at all. If you just like her face and the persona she displays in the livestream, just ignore what I said. But if you have other expectations of her, I advise you to stop being her fan before you do anything you'll regret."
Zhou Yu looked deeply at Lin Beibei who was standing beside the bed: "What did you say to him?"
Lin Beibei was speechless: "What does it have to do with me? Is it because the dishes I ordered weren't her favorites that I'm being framed?"
Is this brother okay?
As soon as Lin Beibei finished speaking, Song Meng quickly spoke up: "It has nothing to do with her, but you should think about it carefully. Whose fault is it that the big brothers on the Huajiunong list have been losing fans one after another?"
Zhou Yu said nonchalantly: "It's not my problem anyway."
He was just a kind-hearted person who came to donate money and was not interested in their trivial matters.
As for speaking up for Hua Jiunong, it was because after his good brother passed away, Hua Jiunong did comfort him during that period, making him feel that Hua Jiunong was a good person.
But he had no idea what kind of person he was. He had only met him a few times, so he was reserved.
Song Meng had said everything he needed to say, and the rest was up to Zhou Yu himself.
Lin Beibei didn't bother to pay attention to Zhou Yu, but Zhou Yu actually walked up and asked, "When are you going to start broadcasting?"
She looked at Zhou Yu and said innocently, "The fairy in your family who doesn't eat sweet vegetables, sea cucumbers, hairy crabs, or cabbage and grew up drinking dew is out there. You're asking the wrong person."
Zhou Yu: “…”
Zhou Yu: "I was asking you, not her."
How should he say that he no longer feels anything when watching Hua Jiunong's live broadcast recently. He is now distracted all day and just wants to wait for her to start broadcasting.
"Wait."
"I can give you gifts," Zhou Yu offered. "I guarantee you'll win every PK match. No one will have a chance to defeat you."
If these words had been said before she became their substitute, she might have been very touched.
Lin Beibei: "Isn't your Hua Jiunong doing live broadcasts regularly now? Why does she still need a stand-in so badly? Can you handle it?"
Zhou Yu looked at Lin Beibei's stubborn eyes and suddenly laughed: "Why didn't I realize before that you have such a strong temper when you're not imitating Hua Jiunong?"
Hua Jiunong would never talk to him like this.
Every time Hua Jionong chatted with him, her tone was understanding and particularly gentle.
Suddenly, Song Meng on the hospital bed slowly spoke: "That's because you haven't even opened your eyes to see her."
Zhou Yu turned his head to meet Song Meng's gaze, smiled and nodded.
Considering that the other party was a patient, he didn't bother with him.
Song Meng also smiled and nodded: "Nothing, you can go out, I want to rest, thank you."
Zhou Yu glanced at Lin Beibei, then turned and left.
Before leaving, he heard Song Meng say again: "Beibei, the food you cook is really delicious."
At first, Zhou Yu thought Lin Beibei was a money-grubber and that everyone who met Lin Beibei had to spend money.
But now he knew that Lin Beibei was not that kind of person.
She would accompany Song Meng for free and even prepare hospital meals for him personally. She never publicized these things.
Unlike Hua Jiunong, who posted eight Vlogs before coming, as if she was afraid that others didn't know what she was doing.
And a true money-lover will not refuse live broadcasts or refuse gifts.
In the ward, Lin Beibei's cell phone kept ringing.
Song Meng drank a bowl of porridge obediently, then looked up to remind her: "Don't you want to take a look? In case someone comes to you for something urgent, I'm fine. Don't delay your work."
What serious business could there be?
"Nothing, have you finished your meal? Then I'll go back first. If you want to eat something in the evening, you can tell me and I'll bring it to you."
Song Meng was a little embarrassed: "No need to go through so much trouble."
Lin Beibei put away the thermos and said with a smile: "Otherwise, I also need to eat, so I won't mind bringing you this."
It is said that if the patient eats what he likes, he will recover faster.
And eating food outside all the time is not healthy.
Song Meng had told her before that he was usually alone, otherwise she would not have brought breakfast to Song Meng today.
I hope Song Meng can recover soon.
After getting off the car and entering the residential complex, Lin Beibei took out her cell phone and took a look. Who else could it be but the bored Young Master Qin?
Young Master Qin really gave it his all today. I don’t know who he learned it from, but each dance he performed was more and more exciting.
Even the tag was changed today to #男高龙#.
Maybe I felt that yesterday's label was not attractive enough, so I thought about it again and changed it.
The more Lin Beibei looked down, the tighter the corners of her lips became.
God knows what she saw behind her.
In the video, Master Qin actually wore a collar...
Who did you learn this from?
Q: [Is this track suitable for me this time? Don’t look at others.]
Beibei: [Wash my name off your arm first.]
Q: [I drew with a pen last night and it’s hard to wash off. Can you lend me some of your makeup remover? ]
Beibei: [Buy a bottle for yourself. Young Master Qin shouldn't be short of this little money [smile]]
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