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Xu Liang made a "tsk" sound and nudged Song Ying with his legs. "Stop talking nonsense, get serious!"
Song Ying glanced at 'him' playfully, and from an angle that Qi Yu couldn't see, she gave 'him' a meaningful smile.
Xu Liang knew she did it on purpose and glanced at her lightly.
Song Ying finally calmed down a bit, sat up straight again, and continued the topic of their soul exchange.
"So you're going to live together like this? Can this be changed back?"
Qi Yu didn't say anything.
Xu Liang was not sure whether she could get it back. As for the methods she had searched online, none of them seemed reliable.
She wondered if she could restore the scene to that day, but she couldn't control the weather. There hadn't been any heavy rain in Huaibei recently, let alone thunderstorms.
"To be honest, I really don't know if I can change it back." Xu Liang's tone was a little helpless.
Qi Yu glanced at her, his fingers quietly moved to the bracelet on his wrist, stroking it gently.
Song Ying asked again, "Did anything particularly wrong happen to you that day? Something that was completely inconsistent with the situation at the time."
After hearing her say this, Xu Liang recalled the past again.
That day, they first encountered the old man on the road, and then the old man lost control and kept hitting them. Later, the rain got heavier and heavier, and there was thunder. Her hair was pulled and it hurt, but suddenly, the pain seemed to disappear inexplicably, and her consciousness became increasingly blurred...
She only heard the soothing sound of the bell mixed with the sound of rain...
"I heard a bell!" Xu Jing sat up suddenly, "but I don't know where it came from."
"Bell sound?" Song Ying felt strange.
But before the two could continue, Qi Yu suddenly solved their confusion: "That section is not far from Boss Lin's antique shop. The bell might be from her shop. After all, we found it on her way home that day."
I thought there was some clue, but it turned out to be just a coincidence.
Xu Liang dejected again, "Then there's nothing special about it."
After a brief lull, Song Ying suddenly became excited again, but his words became incoherent again.
She slapped Heo Kyung's thigh hard, making a crisp sound, and suddenly had an idea: "Have you two ever tried that kind of kiss? Isn't it always a classic routine in TV dramas? The hero and heroine swap souls, and all they need is a sweet kiss."
She spoke with great emotion and her facial expression was very ambiguous.
As soon as she finished speaking, her idea was flatly rejected by Xu Liang: "Doctor Song, have you watched too much TV? As a doctor, shouldn't you believe in scientific and reasonable methods?"
Xu Liang pretended to be calm and didn't dare to glance towards Qi Yu.
Sometimes she is very unsure of her best friend, who appears to be a rational and calm doctor in public, but is a goofy girl with a loose tongue in private.
Moreover, Song Ying clearly knew about her relationship with Qi Yu and all her secrets. This person just liked to watch the fun.
She was once again certain that Song Ying did it on purpose.
However, Song Ying is a female doctor with excellent ventriloquism skills: "If the matter is scientific, then it must be treated scientifically. But soul swapping is an unscientific fantasy event, so it certainly cannot be explained by science."
She put on her professional fake smile again: "What's more... Mr. Xu, you have also heard a saying: the end of medicine is metaphysics."
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Xu Liang felt that he couldn't win the argument, so he had to remain silent.
Qi Yu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly agreed: "What Doctor Song said is indeed very reasonable. This mysterious incident must be solved by metaphysics."
Then he turned his gaze to Xu Jing: "How about it, Mr. Xu, do you want to give it a try?"
Xu Liang froze violently, his memory accidentally overlapping with his dream from that day. In the dream, he also said the same words. He saw the methods she had looked up on her phone to exchange them back, and asked her with a smile, "Do you want to try it?"
Inside his sealed chest, his heart pumped faster. A gradually increasing heartbeat echoed in his ears, and the tips of his ears felt faintly hot. Xu Liang swallowed hard and glared sideways, "No! I won't try this method, which has no basis and still has probability!"
After saying that, he moved his right hand behind his ear and rubbed it, his eyes darting around aimlessly.
Xu Liang wanted to quickly skip this topic. She didn't want to have such an awkward relationship with Qi Yu.
Her eyes suddenly stopped at the specialties brought by Song Ying. She stood up and spoke as naturally as possible: "I'm hungry. Let me eat first."
Song Ying glanced at Qi Yu, still a little uncomfortable imagining that Qi Yu's soul was in Xu Liang's body. She looked at Xu Liang again, intending to end the topic first.
She went over to unpack the packages with Heo Kyung and introduced which one tasted better, saying that this was a specialty that she had carefully selected after careful research, and it was also the sweet and spicy taste that Heo Kyung liked.
It's a coincidence that Xu Liang, Song Ying and Qi Yu all have similar tastes. There was another person in college. Although Xu Liang and Qi Yu had some disagreements with each other, they were still friends who got along harmoniously. The four of them often had dinner together.
After studying for a master's degree, Xu Ying and Qi Yu chose cardiovascular disease, and Song Ying chose neurosurgery and rehabilitation. Qi Yu also became interested in computers during that period. In addition to his busy courses, he also learned computer knowledge from his mother in private.
The dinner group was disbanded. When they met occasionally, Xu Liang and Qi Yu would initially talk about their understanding of elderly care services. Later, as Qi Yu became more and more interested in technological elderly care, their differences became more and more serious.
At that time, Song Ying thought they were still discussing academic matters objectively, until he saw with his own eyes that the two of them quarreled as soon as they met, and used sharp words to challenge each other.
Xu Liang's sharp tongue was developed through repeated quarrels with Qi Yu.
Later, the four people became three. Xu Ling and Qi Yu completely disliked each other and met very rarely. Song Ying only remembered that Qi Yu's mother and Xu Ling's grandfather would occasionally invite the three of them to dinner at their home. The war between the two of them was burning faintly at the dinner table, but it did not break out completely because of the presence of the elders.
Qi Yu's gaze lingered on 'his' back for a long time. He restrained his expression, not knowing what he was thinking. The bracelet on his wrist turned again and again, and finally he stood up and went to help them bring the things to the dining table.
It was a long-awaited dinner party, and the table was piled with local specialties. Perhaps because he felt the food was monotonous, Qi Yu ordered a few more bowls of noodles and some milk tea.
Song Ying was the one who livened up the atmosphere at the dinner table, and his mouth never stopped talking from beginning to end.
He was busy eating for a while, then busy talking and asking many questions.
The focus was no longer on the soul swap between the two people, but on their nursing home.
Song Ying thought that since he had encountered this opportunity, why not try to change it? Maybe the years of confrontation could have a different ending.
She suggested, "I think we should take this opportunity for you two CEOs to try something new and re-experience the advantages and disadvantages of traditional and technological elderly care. As the saying goes, there are no eternal rivals. Only cooperation can lead to win-win results."
Xu Liang raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Qi Yu opposite him, then lowered his head and took a sip of his milk tea with 70% sugar, without speaking for the time being.
Qi Yu, on the other hand, started by saying something she didn't want to hear: "I've felt that Tong Xin's efficiency is not very high these past two days."
The corners of Song Ying's mouth froze, and he instantly had a bad feeling.
Qi Yu continued, "For example, when I was giving a massage to an elderly person the other day, I noticed that everyone doing the massage spent most of their energy talking to the elderly person. Their movements weren't very precise, so what should have been a 20-minute procedure ended up taking half an hour to complete. This wastes at least one or two hours of the day."
"Mr. Qi, you must have learned this in class before. Talking can relax people, lower their guard, and create a sense of intimacy. This approach can make the elderly more willing to regard the nursing home as their home in their later years, rather than just a place to eat and sleep." Xu Liang retorted almost immediately.
The milk tea she had just taken a sip of didn't taste sweet anymore. At this moment, she was only filled with anger. She emphasized the pronunciation of the words: "Moreover, Tong Xin completed all the work that was required for the day on time and in quantity every day. Every employee could go to and from get off work on time and didn't waste any time."
After she finished speaking, she turned the conversation from herself to Qi Yu: "I know that Yian has always been a company that only values efficiency and ignores feelings. I'd like to ask you, what did you do with the time you saved? Did you spend more money to buy more sophisticated cameras to monitor the elderly?"
As Xu Ying's words rushed out, Qi Yu also rushed up. He was about to explain, but Song Ying interrupted them in time.
"Stop!" Song Ying deeply regretted making the suggestion, and had to snuff out the sparks that filled the air: "Gentlemen, let's stop here today. Let's end this topic, okay?"
The two looked at each other from a distance, then looked away at the same time. One of them still had a look of unwillingness in his eyes, while the other's eyes were full of pride, and neither of them would give in.
Song Ying sighed helplessly. Fortunately, they were almost done with dinner. She pulled Xu Liang up and wanted to take her out. Before leaving, she said to Qi Yu, "I'm going to talk to Xu Liang alone. I'll take her back later. Please clean up the things on the table!"
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In the spacious SUV, Song Ying was driving, with the window half open, letting in a cool breeze that stimulated Xu Liang's slightly drowsy brain.
The soothing music in the car played, and my restless heart finally calmed down.
Song Ying glanced sideways at Xu Liang and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"
Xu Liang let out a deep breath, folded his arms stubbornly, and said nothing.
Song Ying really found it magical. Although his appearance had changed, his expression and habits were still Xu Liang, the same familiar look to her.
She shook her head and said, "I really don't know what's wrong with you two. You live together now, and you still quarrel like this."
"There's no necessary connection between the two," Xu Liang said sullenly, still looking out the window, "and he was the one who started it."
The car drove towards a fork in the road ahead. The sound of rolling river water quietly entered the air, and Song Ying stopped the car on the side of the road.
The two of them just sat in the car and didn't get out. Song Ying turned off the engine, unbuckled his seat belt, and moved sideways.
Now that Qi Yu was not present, she spoke more clearly: "Xiao Liang, tell me the truth, do you still have feelings for him?"
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