After all, Song Ying is just an ordinary person, at best, she is just a girl who has exercised and has more physical strength.

The cold quickly took away her physical strength.

Like a patient suffering from narcolepsy, Song Ying's eyes have been struggling between closed and closed at this time...... Holding Luo Qiu, since the beginning, there has been no separation.

Maybe it's the instinctive need for business, and there are no bad thoughts, just to warm each other.

"Porridge ......"

"Porridge?"

Luo Qiu's body was also at the limit of what it could bear, this time on the spur of the moment, to feel the fear of death - but he found that he didn't experience it at all.

He did 'die' once - he was shot by a customer during the first transaction, but was immediately resurrected in the club.

It is probably because the concept of 'immortality' has been in the subconscious for a long time, so even the subconscious does not feel the fear of death...... It seems that this experience is a bit useless - I probably won't do this kind of redundant experience in the future.

The brain is like two halves completely split, with rational thinking on one side and emotional experience on the other. Reason, on the other hand, is the analysis of this perceptual experience all the time.

In fact, in the end, Luo Qiu didn't really understand what his essence was.

"White porridge...... I see, it was you, you did it that morning......"

"Hmm. Now that he has been recognized, Luo Qiu also admitted this matter very calmly.

Song Ying's eyes were about to open at this time, and she said weakly: "I, we are here...... How long has it been?"

"It's been a long time, almost an hour. ”

"It's only been less than an hour?" Song Ying seemed to be a little surprised, but she seemed to be saying this dream: "It seems to be ...... A year passed. ”

"Maybe you can think of something happy. Luo Qiu suggested.

Song Ying didn't hear that Luo Qiu's voice was so stable from beginning to end - obviously his body was trembling, but he couldn't feel it at all when he spoke.

Song Ying smiled bitterly, "Happy thing...... The ...... of this time and a half"

Luo Qiu's eyes suddenly turned, and he quickly glanced at the shelf of a certain cargo in the refrigerator, and then said softly: "Isn't it a happy thing when you are with your family? ”

"That's... It's just too much... It's too much......" Song Ying had already subconsciously leaned her head on Luo Qiu's shoulder, "Since I can remember...... Until my parents died...... I tell you, you can't count them. ”

"Can you tell me about it? Luo Qiu suddenly grabbed Song Ying's palm.

She suddenly felt a little warm, but her body was still uncomfortable, but her consciousness did not feel the pain of the cold at this time, but at the same time she was very tired—this was a very strange state.

"I remember one time when I was in kindergarten...... Held a dance contest ......"

Song Ying said slowly, some of the memories she had hidden for a long time...... Perhaps it is precisely because of this kind of death that I don't deliberately think too much about what should and shouldn't be.

As long as you can think about it again, as long as you can say it once, in such an environment, no one will have too much...... It's not so much that this is saying to Luo Qiu, but that this is something that he said to himself.

The heart is in the heart, the past hidden in the heart.

"And many, many...... I can't say it......" Song Ying's eyes suddenly opened a little, and she smiled dismally, "I've said so much...... Shouldn't you too, should you say something? ”

Luo Qiu suddenly said: "Actually, there is something I can't figure out, you told me that night...... You said you wanted to keep me, and even marriage could be used as a means...... What is it for?"

Song Ying was stunned, she didn't know if it was because the environment in the cold room was too bad, and the cold made her memory confused - because she remembered the reason, she should have said it once.

But why did Luo Qiu ask again?

I'm not going to think about it...... At this time, it was already extremely difficult to keep herself awake, and Song Ying subconsciously said, "I told you...... What happened after my parents left...... I was lying in a hospital bed, and I was actually awake... Come here. But my grandfather sat next to me alone...... Loneliness and loneliness. The helmsman of the dignified Song family can only cry helplessly at any time. ”

"I don't want the same thing to happen again in the future......"

"Finding you is my grandfather's greatest wish in this life, so... So I'm going to think about going and leaving you......"

"Song Family...... If the Song family could clear their hands from black, they wouldn't have to face so many enemies...... So I'm going to keep working hard, and even if I'm tired and paralyzed, it's a very happy thing for me......"

"I know... I know that although my grandfather loves me very much, he still has the idea of patriarchy in nature...... But I don't mind. He's patriarchal, also because... Because what feels hard should be fought by men... And the women of the Song family should stay at home and be safe......"

"Actually... Actually, I didn't even think about proving that I was better than men...... It's just the Song family... There is really no one in the Song family...... Such a big inheritance... The only one who can inherit it is my uncle......"

Song Ying smiled bitterly: "You also know, my uncle... The character of... He—It's impossible for him to keep his grandfather's inheritance in peace...... I know my uncle has his own ideas...... He may not care about the wealth of the Song family. He may be able to create another Song family in the future that is stronger and more prosperous than the current Song family...... But I can't ......"

"I don't have that talent...... No matter how hard I try... No matter how much time I spend at work...... I, I don't have that talent...... I can only barely maintain the current size of the Song Dynasty...... I can only reluctantly replace my uncle to keep my grandfather's inheritance......"

"I'm so tired...... I'm really tired......"

"So I thought...... I think if this time... If there is one more person at this time...... One more ...... you"

"You also have the blood of the Song family in you...... You are a descendant of your grandfather's brother...... You're actually more qualified than I am......"

"When my grandfather told me about this... I hesitated for a long time...... But in fact, in fact, this is really one, the most effective way to solve the current predicament of the Song family......"

"There is not much happiness in the marriage of a wealthy family...... The marriage between the families, the union between the strong and the strong, is more relaxed and ordinary...... Compared to them... I've actually been a little luckier...... At least, at least seriously... I don't really hate you...... And Gan Hong is also the reason to stay by your side...... I've rarely seen her feel that relaxed......"

"But you're ...... It's infuriating... I'm an impatient, and you're always tepid...... Don't talk about it, I'm angry again after talking too much......"

"Actually... Actually, you just asked me, if you go out...... What do you want to do the most, what do you want the most, I said I want a glass of warm water, but I actually lied to you...... If I could get out, the first thing I would want to do... All I had to do was tell my grandfather that I was fine......"

"You... Are you listening again...... Are you asleep...... Luoqiu ...... Luo ......"

As if with the last of her strength, she got up and looked up, but when she looked at the calm face, she saw that he was looking at her with a smile.

That kind of gentle smile, for some reason, reminded Song Ying of when her parents were still there when she was a child, "Actually... Actually, when you laugh... It's pretty good. ”

She suddenly wanted to kiss this person.

But it doesn't seem to be an attraction between people of the opposite sex...... And kissing is not lust and lust...... Gradually, consciousness slowed down. Song Ying subconsciously gave up thinking, and just followed her feelings and moved.

Slowly trying to kiss the smile.

She closed her eyes, and the last shred of heat in her body turned into the motivation for this action—she didn't know if she had succeeded, but she felt like she had gone to a very warm place.

She actually collapsed suddenly.

Luo Qiu watched her close to him, and he could know what Song Ying wanted to do—only in the end she still fell, or maybe she would fall.

Luo Qiu held Song Ying's body and said softly, "It's better to leave it to someone who can give you happiness in the future...... I guess it's pretty much the same. ”

As he spoke, Luo Qiu slowly lowered his head.

The cold turned into frost, gradually covering his and her hair.

Quiet.

Quiet.

Quiet.

Dead ......

Suddenly, with a bang, the door of the refrigerator room opened, and a figure rushed into the refrigerator quickly, holding Luo Qiu and Song Ying at the same time, and then walked out quickly.

Outside the refrigerator, I saw that although Song Haoran was holding the backs of these two people with both hands at the same time, he was in tears, looking at Song Tianyou standing in front of him, and said in a sand voice: "Dad...... I was wrong. ”

Song Tianyou only sighed, instantly aged a little, and said in a low voice, "Let the doctor come over." I also...... I was wrong too. ”

......

......

Jingle bells.

It was the sound of the breeze blowing the bells hanging by the window—the heat outside had made the asphalt road float in a twisted scene, and inside the large bed in the room, Luo Qiu slowly opened his eyes.

After waking up, Luo Qiu first glanced at the bell by the window, then smiled, and then looked at Song Haoran who was sitting silently on the sofa next to him.

He seemed to be thinking about something, but at the same time he noticed that Luo Qiu had come to his senses.

Song Haoran didn't get up, but still sat on the sofa, at least looking at Luo Qiu, with a reluctant smile, "How do you feel?"

"Came to life. Have we returned to the Humble House, this style of decoration should have nowhere else except the Humble House. Luo Qiu looked around and said.

Song Haoran was stunned and asked curiously, "You don't seem to be surprised at all that you escaped?"

"If this is a script that I thought of from the beginning, I wouldn't be too surprised. Luo Qiu shook his head.

Song Haoran was stunned and said, "You... When did you find out?"

Luo Qiu said casually: "At first, I wasn't too sure, but then when I was looking for butter in the cold room, I accidentally saw a power cord, and then I paid attention to it and found a camera hidden behind the shelf." ”

Song Haoran said: "A camera can't represent anything...... Maybe this was just a ploy Basil used to threaten his father. ”

Luo Qiu shook his head and said, "When you went out in the morning, you ordered so many people to come out, and in the end, you still let your enemies blend into the Red Mansion, and even held President Bai hostage, and there was not even any movement in the middle, then it is a bit too much to say." ”

Song Haoran opened his mouth, and suddenly smiled: "Xiao Luoqiu, if you are my enemy, it will be too terrifying. ”

As he spoke, Song Haoran shook his head, then made a phone call, and just said, "You can come in." ”

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the room, and in you came a stout middle-aged man, but despite this, his face was thin and gloomy—the person who knocked on the door was Basil.

Basil saw Song Haoran at this time, and hurriedly shouted, "Da Shao." ”

He then turned to Luo Qiu and said, "Young Master Qiu!"

Luo Qiu was slightly 'surprised' and said, "Are you going to tell me...... Do you know each other?"

I saw Song Haoran make a gesture, and Basil in front of him stretched out his hands to his face, and then began to rub them for a while-in the end, 'Basil' actually tore off his face in one piece.

"3D printed leather mask. Song Haoran said: "It was developed with some techniques taught by Mr. Blind." The owner of this human face is the real Basil. But I've already killed this Basil. ”

"When did it happen?" Luo Qiu asked curiously.

Song Haoran said: "Do you remember the first day we came here, we went to Chinatown? At that time, I felt a little strange about the attitude of Baishuitang...... As I told you, my instincts have always been accurate. So I later had Oni and Lluvia do some research...... Don't look at Lluvia, she sounds hot, like a female thug, in fact, she is a very powerful hacker~"

Lluvia found out on his personal computer in Baishuitang that he had used some of the funds of the Song Dynasty to quietly set up a company outside, and this company had another partner. ”

"Basil?" asked Locho.

"That's right, Basil. Song Haoran nodded: "Basil, this person, has actually fought with me a few times, but every time he failed." Unexpectedly, this time he actually caught the white water pond...... I'm going to catch the old fox in White Pond. So before I went back to the village as my father had instructed, I had already instructed Oni to take someone to kill Basil. ”

Song Haoran looked at the man who had taken off his face: "The basil you see now is selected by me from the village. For more than a week, he has been the one who has been in contact with Baishuitang. ”

"Does Master Song know?"

"I didn't say it at first. Song Haoran shook his head: "I originally planned to finish today, but I didn't expect Sakura to suddenly break into the Red Mansion, so I had to modify the plan temporarily." ”

Speaking of this, Song Haoran smiled bitterly: "Apologize first, it was my idea to lock you in the refrigerator." I was going to make something happen to you, but in the end, I feel guilty all over my head now. ”

"Where's the White Pond?"

Song Haoran said indifferently: "What else, this kind of guy with bad intentions, of course I sent him to travel around the world." ”

"Why did you tell me?" Luo Qiu suddenly asked.

Song Haoran was silent for a while, "Because of guilt...... What Sakura said in the cold room, honestly, I never thought about it. Even Daddy is ......"

He looked at Luo Qiu: "Tell you, I hope you don't mind, I can guarantee that this kind of thing will not happen in the future." ”

Saying that, Song Haoran stood up, then lowered his head and apologized seriously: "I'm sorry." ”

"What are you going to do next?" Luo Qiu asked again.

Song Haoran said: "I will tell Sakura that the gangsters have been killed, and as for Bai Shuitang, he sacrificed himself in the end to save me...... In the end, only you and me, as well as Daddy, and this fake 'Basil' knows. ”

"Since you're guilty, why don't you just confess this matter to Song Ying?" Luo Qiu shook his head.

Song Haoran sighed and said, "Sakura, she also regards Baishuitang as a relative. If it's you...... Would you like to know this?"

"In that case, there's no need to apologize to me. Luo Qiu smiled slightly, "That's fine." ”

Song Haoran stared at Luo Qiu seriously, and suddenly asked, "Those words...... Did you deliberately lead Sakura to say it?"

"I don't remember. Luo Qiu shook his head, "I almost died at that time...... You tell me. ”

"Haha!"

......

"Rest well. ”

Song Haoran left Luo Qiu's room, and then walked down the corridor with someone who pretended to be 'Basil'.

At this time, the Basil pretended to be very puzzled and said: "Da Shao, there is one more thing I still can't understand. At that time, we asked the master who had been helping you repair the car to quietly install explosives on Miss Sakura's sports car, obviously not powerful, and it couldn't kill people, just to fool a killer...... But why did you blow the sports car off the cliff?"

"I don't know. Song Haoran shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Probably God thinks I'm too fond of death, give me a warning......"

......

Jingle bells.

The sound of the wind blowing bells was still the same - in another room.

When Song Ying woke up, she saw Song Tianyou sitting beside her, clenching her palm, "Grandpa......"

"It's okay, it's okay. Song Tianyou smiled and gently patted the back of Song Ying's hand, "It's okay." Grandpa didn't cry this time. ”

"Grandpa......" Song Ying cried and laughed, "I'm fine." ”

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells...... Ling.

The evening breeze blows.