Chapter Seventy-Four: You Hate Me So Much

There were two more people left in the ward, Qin Shaoheng and Shen Ruzhi, silently circulating in the air, she sat on the edge of the bed, did not move, he took a step, put down the bag in his hand, approached Shen Ruzhi, his fingertips raised, fell on her sleeves that were rolled up, and slowly pulled down, she reacted, moved, and moved away.

Qin Shaoheng's fingertips were still hanging in the air, frozen for a few seconds, twisted his eyebrows, and copied them into his pocket.

"I bought you Su Kee's egg fried rice. He spoke.

Although Shen Ruzhi was greedy for Su Ji's egg fried rice, with crunchy pancake crumbs and golden meat floss, the appearance and aroma were very attractive, but she decided that she would never be bought by this small favor, "I won't eat it." She refused.

He hooked the corners of his mouth, but he didn't force it, he ate it freely, and the rich fragrance immediately dispersed in the ward.

She sat on the edge of the bed, grinding her mind by the smell of egg fried rice, she remembered the fact that they were still arguing last second, and saw Qin Shaoheng sitting in the ward, so she opened her mouth, "I'm going to rest, can you..."

"No, you can't. His tone of refusal was a little childish.

Shen almost had such an illusion, he was angry like a child, but that solemn face was as cold as an iceberg, and she extinguished that illusion.

"Mr. Qin, are you idle?" she didn't want to see him for a while, he shouldn't be guarding his Xiao Huiru, why waste time with her, anyway, in his opinion, she was just a sinner who hurt people's lives.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and before she could wait for his answer, she was bold enough to speak, "Mr. Qin, I'm going to rest, can you go out?"

"No, you can't. He was still slowly chewing the golden rice grains wrapped in eggs, and his movements were graceful, not disturbed in the slightest by Shen driving him away as scheduled.

"If you don't go, I'll go. Shen Ru was angry in his heart, why can he be like this every time, after the quarrel, the matter has not been resolved, but he is like no one, when nothing happens.

However, those problems did lie between them, like gravel stuck between flesh and blood, and if not cleaned up, the flesh would fester.

As soon as she finished speaking, she took a step towards the door of the ward, and he stood up and walked across her path, "Where are you going?"

"Change wards. "Her voice is loud, can't she hide if she can't be provoked?

Stunned, he grabbed her uninjured arm and blocked her way.

The tension of the confrontation crept through the empty hospital room, and after a moment, he spoke, "There's no need. ”

She held her head high, her face was pale, her uncosmetic face was beautiful and lovely, her facial features were delicate, her face was small, her broken hair was wrapped around her white cheeks, and the bright white light made a floating light on her face. The years had not carved a mark on her face, and her face had not changed much from the one he had seen her for the first time, and he continued, "Can you listen to me well..."

Before his words could continue, Shen Ruzhi's mobile phone rang, she struggled to wrestle the arm that was encircled by him, she didn't expect him to say how to make him happy, "You let go of me, my phone rings." ”

She was just looking for a chance to break away from him.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and the fingers that grabbed her arm gradually loosened, thinking that as long as she was in this ward, he would still have a chance to say those words.

She had to leave him empty, as if fleeing from some great danger.

He narrowed his eyes, and a trace of sadness slipped under his eyes, but it was well hidden by indifference.

Shen Ruzhi's fingertips touched the screen, the light of the screen lit up, she slid to unlock, a photo, an intimate photo of Qin Shaoheng hugging Xiao Huiru came into her eyes, her heart seemed to have been pierced by countless thin needles, pain, she couldn't tell whether it was the pain of her heart or the pain of her arm injury, which made her fingertips holding the phone tremble slightly.

She covered her phone and put it on the table, she pretended to be normal, she didn't know what she should grief about, these were not the facts she had known and accepted for a long time. But the pain was real, and it was played out again.

She secretly laughed at her stupidity and delusion. She moved a few steps, but stumbled, Qin Shaoheng reacted quickly, approached and helped her, she stood firmly in his arms, her soul seemed to be withdrawn, only a body that could not walk smoothly remained, and the tip of her nose came from the smell of mint mixed with the smell of tobacco, which belonged to him, but this smell made her nauseous.

She stood still, pushing him away with all her might, standing some distance away with a look of disgust.

Such an expression fell on Qin Shaoheng's gaze, her disgust seemed to have become the most serious denial of his existence in this world, the anger became more and more intense in his eyes, he grabbed her thin white wrist, and the warm words that he wanted to say were shattered completely, "You hate me so much?"

This cognition, which he was reluctant to accept, was gritted by his teeth and popped out word by word.

"Yes. She held her head high, more and more fearless.

"Hate me, then who do you like?" He grabbed her wrist with a little heavier, and a sneer spread on Qin Shaoheng's lips, his raised eyebrows showed his anger, his eyes were scarlet, he paused, and said a name, a name that he didn't want to say.

"Song Xianzhe?"

Her wrist was heavily jammed by him, unable to move, and blood had already strangled on her fair skin, she still held her head high, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and she refused to back down, "Yes." ”

The response seemed to exhaust all her strength. She didn't know why she had to admit it, like countless times before, she obviously didn't have anything to do with Song Xianzhe, but when he questioned her, she didn't want to deny it.

Perhaps it was to preserve a glimmer of dignity that had been deprived of a little bit by this seriously unbalanced relationship.

Her answer allowed his anger to take full control of his sanity, and his remaining hope was shattered by her affirmative answer. He let go of her wrist, took two steps back, and returned to his indifferent appearance, "Don't you want to know where Song Xianzhe is? I can take you to see him." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, she looked a little surprised, of course she wouldn't think he was so kind and took her to see Song Xianzhe, but after all, Song Xianzhe almost took his life in order to save her, she couldn't let him go, she hesitated for a few seconds and opened her mouth, "What do you want?"

He always had a way of getting something out of him, and she knew the rule very well.

Her willingness to do something against her will for the sake of another person made him even more determined not to keep Song Xianzhe. But he pretended to be indifferent, "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

"When?" she said, a little anxious.

"Now. His eyes were filled with the heavy mist that preceded the storm.

She picked up the coat beside the bed, put it on, tied her hair, and stood in front of him.

The well-behaved people who don't belong to him make Qin Shaoheng want to destroy it little by little.

He walked in front, dialed a phone call, and explained a few words, and she obediently followed behind, breathing a long sigh of relief.

Lin Feng quickly drove to the entrance of the hospital. She and Qin Shaoheng got into the car back and forth and sat in the back seat.

The atmosphere in the car was eerily quiet, and Lin Feng consciously raised the partition.

She sat very open with him, lest she avoid it, her body had not recovered, her arm had just been changed, tiredness fell on her eyebrows, the car was running steadily, but she was a little sleepy, she tried to hold up her eyelids, and did not dare to close them for a moment.

Qin Shaoheng next to him looked indifferent, couldn't see his emotions, closed his eyes, and seemed to be a little tired.

The farther the car goes, the closer it is to Song Xianzhe, and when she successfully rescues Song Xianzhe from Qin Shaoheng, she will no longer owe Song Xianzhe anything, and when the time comes, she can...

A thought came to her, a thought that had been planned for a long time, and it calmed her restless heart a little.

The car traveled for a while before reaching its destination, and when she got out of the car, she felt that the scenes everywhere were similar, and then she remembered that it was not the warehouse she had fled from at that time.

Those bloody scenes appeared little by little in her mind, the chill flowed in her limbs, she never thought that this place, Song Xianzhe had been in this place all along, the night wind blew, her body was shivering under the thick coat.

Those scenes seemed to be played out on her body again, the heart-rending pain, the blood flowing down from her body, it was not the blood that was lost from her body, it was her flesh and blood and hope.

She closed her eyes and took a long breath before she came to her senses a little. Anyway, let's rescue Song Xianzhe first.

When she opened her eyes, she forced herself to resist her discomfort and walked into the warehouse. The warehouse had been cleared and empty, and she didn't know that after a long walk inside, there would be a basement, a damp, musty basement.

Not far after she entered, she stood on the steps, and when she looked down, she could see Song Xianzhe who was trapped in the room and temporarily released. She was stunned and forgot to take a step, Qin Shaoheng turned around, naturally stopped her arm, and the hot breath was in her ear, "The show is still to come." ”

She was surprised by his words, but her body was really weak, and she had to save her strength to negotiate, so she had to follow his strength, step by step, and finally settled in front of Song Xianzhe.

Song Xianzhe in front of him was full of beards, his clothes were still clean, his hands were tied, sitting on a chair, he saw that it was her, he hurriedly sat up, his eyes were scarlet, as if he had lost his mind, he stood up from the stool, struggled to pounce on Shen Ruzhi, and soon someone held him down.

The doctor in the white coat stepped forward and injected the drug, and his mood stabilized.

She broke away from Qin Shaoheng, raised her head, and asked him with a cold face, "What did you do to him?"

The handsome and clear face before the youth was repeated in her memory, how could it be this sloppy and down-and-out appearance now?

If it weren't for her, Song Xianzhe wouldn't have fallen into such a place today, and she was annoyed why she let the people around her get hurt every time. He could have had a bright future, but he was tortured like this because he was trapped here.