Chapter 62 Chapter 5 There were no extra tables, Song Boyuan only...
There were no extra tables, so Song Boyuan could only pick up some dishes, put them in a bowl, and hand it to Xie Qingyu.
The bowl contains fragrant white rice with distinct grains. In addition to the common wild vegetables, there is also some rabbit meat.
This was truly the best meal the original owner had had since going to the countryside.
Before, it was either white porridge or white porridge.
How can the delicious meal be tainted by Chinese medicine?
Xie Qingyu looked at the enamel bowl in Song Boyuan's hand with a bitter face.
The look of deep hatred and deep suffering instantly brought joy to Song Boyuan.
His tone was gentle: "Drink it quickly, you won't need to drink it when you recover."
Xie Qingyu still couldn't accept the words of patient coaxing.
His head shook like a rattle.
A warm hand touched Xie Qingyu's cheek.
He stopped moving.
The next second, his mouth was filled with bitterness. It was bitter even when he swallowed it. Xie Qingyu's throat moved quickly and he quickly swallowed the bitter medicine in his mouth.
The moment I swallowed the Chinese medicine, a sticky, hard object appeared in my mouth, which diluted the bitter taste in my mouth.
"Here we go again." All these actions were smooth and flowing, and Xie Qingyu blurted out subconsciously.
Song Boyuan looked at the little cat in front of him, which looked very energetic and even had enough energy to make its fur stand on end, and laughed quietly.
Realizing what was said, Xie Qingyu blushed and lowered her head.
How could he say that to the person who fed him!
In his era, this was a big money sponsor!
In his condition, he raised his hands and felt weak and tired. He could not even earn enough to make a meal every day. How could he be called a breeder?
"Have a good rest. I'm going to work first." Worried that Xie Qingyu's condition would worsen, Song Boyuan let him rest more.
He felt palpitations in his heart, and Xie Qingyu wanted to say that he didn't need to rest, as his physical condition could not allow him to do so.
"good."
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Everything returned to calm.
The creaking sound of the wooden door began again.
"Is there something you forgot to take?" Xie Qingyu thought that Song Boyuan forgot to take something.
After not hearing a response for a long while, he realized something was wrong. He slowly stood up and looked towards the door.
The uninvited guest is also an acquaintance.
The person who came was also sick. He was holding the wooden door with his hands and panting.
It was Song Jiale, the culprit who drugged her last time.
I heard that the person was very ill, but I didn't expect that he would die just one day later.
Chased here.
Really conscientious!
"Why is it you?" Xie Qingyu had no good face towards the person who harmed him.
The words he spoke were spoken in a very bad tone.
Xie Qingyu had never spoken to him like this before. Hearing this, Song Jiale was slightly surprised, and his eyes fell on the person lying on the bed.
His face was pale, with a handkerchief on his forehead. He was obviously ill, which caused the corners of his eyes to be tinged with red.
He looks sickly.
A hint of understanding flashed in Song Jiale's eyes.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so seriously ill." Song Jiale quickly put on a caring look and hurried to Xie Qingyu's side.
After what happened before, one of them didn't want the dog to run away, and the other found it hard to speak up.
It really made the two of them get along harmoniously.
The caring and harmonious scenes are ultimately superficial.
"I want you to help me..." But the fox's tail always shows.
Xie Qingyu was too lazy to listen to him and quickly interrupted him in a decisive tone: "We all know what happened. I didn't say it out of your face. If you push it any further, I will ruin what you want to accomplish."
"Qingyu, I didn't, I just..." Song Jiale softened his tone and quickly showed weakness.
"Fu Chen." As soon as this name came out, Song Jiale's voice instantly fell silent.
Xie Qingyu didn't want to continue to argue, so he spoke frankly. It was not a good thing to continue to be involved with such a cunning person.
"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. I won't bother with you about what happened before, and we will no longer have any relationship from now on."
"I didn't expect this to happen. I didn't know." Song Jiale's eyes were blurred with tears, but he was still trying to hold on.
"I know what you want to do. If you keep pestering me, I will tell Fu Chen directly what kind of person you are."
Xie Qingyu's voice was resolute, his eyes fierce and cold. Song Jiale realized that the person in front of him was no longer the same.
Song Jiale didn't say anything else, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Xie Qingyu was hard to judge.
It's like looking at a heartless man.
Xie Qingyu was completely speechless at the expression of grievance and expectation in his tearful eyes.
Who gave him this idea?
The memories of the original owner that were buried deep inside came back, and it turned out to be him.
That's okay.
The original owner is him now, and he will not allow him to have any stain. It is just because he is young and ignorant.
Yes, the original owner was so good to Song Jiale that he was like a dog licker. No wonder he still feels that there is room for redemption.
After all, a person who can't even afford enough food and clothing himself sends all the good things to Song Jiale, and is always available and responsive to everything he asks for.
The original owner was simply useless. Without support from his family, he was useless too. All the good things he had were begged for, and they were pitifully few. He was also incapable of doing any work.
The only thing left is on call.
No wonder he can’t beat Fu Chen.
"I need to rest. It's impossible to ask me for help. If there's nothing else, just leave quickly!" Xie Qingyu closed his eyes. He didn't hear the door closing for a long time. Thinking that the person had not left yet, he closed his eyes and started to drive the person away.
"Qingyu, I just want to see you more." The voice was choked with sobs.
Xie Qingyu knew that he had not given up yet: "Don't be hypocritical. You come here to see people with nothing in your hands, and do nothing? Song Boyuan will be back soon. He already knows that you are the culprit. If you don't leave now, you may not be so safe later."
Xie Qingyu was so weak that she had no way to deal with Song Jiale. This annoying guy didn't leave yet. He was really tactless.
"Then... I'll come to see you next time." Song Jiale also knew how powerful Song Boyuan was, and while he was in a hurry to leave, he still didn't forget to show his concern for him.
Xie Qingyu stopped talking and completely ignored Song Jiale.
Realizing that there was no hope today, Song Jiale showed some concern but didn't delay any longer. He supported his sick body, closed the door and left.
The original owner became cannon fodder because of Song Jiale.
As long as we have a falling out with him, nothing should happen to him.
Song Boyuan likes Fu Chen, should he help him or break up?
Xie Qingyu thought about it for a long time and decided to try to bring them together first.
They acted right away. It was cold and they had no thick clothes, so Xie Qingyu wrapped himself in Song Boyuan's coat. He supported his frail body and dragged his heavy steps, and appeared at the workplace in a lively manner.
There was also an army green water bottle in his hand.
The original owner's mind was full of Song Jiale.
As for Fu Chen's interests and hobbies, apart from the word "pretend", I know nothing else.
If you want to help, you must know both yourself and your enemy.
So he showed up here with his sick body.
"What brought you here?"
"I knew Brother Qingyu wouldn't ignore me."
Two voices came from a field not far away.
"I knew you wouldn't say anything nonsense." Song Jiale moved closer to the side and ran to Xie Qingyu first.
Xie Qingyu's face darkened. Why was this person everywhere?
An eyesore.
"Brother Qingyu also brought some water. Is it for me? How did you know I was here?" He said in a friendly manner, intending to take the water bottle from Xie Qingyu's hand.
He caught nothing, but still shook his sleeve in despair.
Xie Qingyu didn't expect that even if she retracted her hand, she would still be entangled and even grabbed by her clothes.
It's so terrifying.
Song Jiale has been spoiled since childhood. Even at his old age, he has barely worked. It can be said that he is rarely seen at work.
I unexpectedly met Shui Lingling today.
What bad luck.
After Song Jiale left, he was afraid of Song Boyuan's revenge, so he ran to the fields to test Fu Chen's intentions. However, he never expected that the two of them would be working in the same place today.
They met just like that. He stood there for a while in fear, and found that Song Boyuan did not cause him any trouble. Since he also wanted to wait for Fu Chen, he sat aside.
There are also unexpected gains.
Song Bo saw Xie Qingyu from a distance, appearing on the ridge of the field, holding the family's army green kettle.
Just as he was about to go over and tell him not to stay too long, he saw Song Jiale approaching Xie Qingyu, and the two of them were acting extremely intimately.
This scene made Song Boyuan's good mood drop to the bottom in an instant. He stopped walking towards Xie Qingyu and turned around to walk back.
Pretend not to see.
When he noticed someone approaching, he turned around and walked away.
Xie Qingyu was extremely anxious. She waved away Song Jiale, who was grabbing her sleeve. She leaned forward and shouted Song Boyuan's name.
Song Boyuan paused.
There is hope, Xie Qingyu continued to call people.
Now Song Boyuan was sure that Xie Qingyu was calling him.
It seemed like the young man on the ridge of the field said something, but I couldn’t hear him. Come closer!
"How did you get here?" He came right up to me, holding a kettle in his hand.
Xie Qingyu said with a guilty conscience: "I just came to see you. It's cold, so I brought you some water."
Let’s see what’s happening with Fu Chen.
Song Boyuan drank the still hot water and listened to these words. His heart felt as if it was ironed and warmed up in the bleak cold breeze.
The feeling of being remembered by others is pretty good.
"You should drink some hot water, too." Her fair face, delicate eyebrows, and upturned nose were all tinged pink. Her hands, tucked under his clothes, had red, frozen fingertips visible through the wide sleeves.
I'm frozen.
The hot water with white steam was handed to Xie Qingyu.
She subconsciously caught it with her pink fingertips, which had distinct joints. The warmth from the cup wall passed through her fingertips, a little bit of warmth spreading throughout her body.
"The water has been received, go back quickly! Your body hasn't recovered yet, don't catch a cold again. I still have a task to do, I'll go back after I finish it." Song Boyuan shook the kettle in his hand and looked at Xie Qingyu with tender eyes.
"good."
The voice had magic power. Xie Qingyu instantly forgot the purpose of his visit, and obediently listened to what he heard and walked on the way back.
Today's mission aborted.
Xie Qingyu is not the kind of person who wastes time on internal conflicts. It’s not his fault that the weather is too cold.
Let's wait until we return to the Youth House to find out! Fu Chen can't run away anyway.
Xie Qingyu instantly felt at ease and was in the mood to think about what to eat tonight.
There's still meat in the kitchen, so it shouldn't be too bad.
very nice!
Standing in front of the bed, looking at the soft and thick quilt, Xie Qingyu was lost in thought.
Maybe I can get another bed tonight, and then today will be perfect.
There was only one bed here for Song Boyuan, so that's why they had sex. It seemed a bit difficult to get Song Boyuan to agree to let him stay.
His bed is so shabby!
He didn't want to go back and suffer.
What should I do?
A cold light flashed in Xie Qingyu's eyes.
A solution quietly emerged.
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