Through the sleeves, Song Yong's hand pinched Chu Ying's arm and pulled the person behind him to protect him, which can be regarded as an indirect recognition of their relationship.

Zhao Qi took a step back, and his slightly scrutinizing gaze fell on Song Yong's hand.

"It seems that Miss Chu and Song Yong don't look like they're unfamiliar, is this a lie?"

Song Yong blocked Chu Ying behind him, and gave Zhao Zhu a warning tone, "Who am I familiar with, do I still have to explain to you?" ”

Zhao Chai was choked and fell silent.

Song Yong turned around, and the volume was very low, "You go over first." ”

“…… Does it matter? ”

He shook his head.

Chu Ying glanced at Zhao Yiyi, she was useless here, it was better to listen to Song Yong, dragged the box, walked away two steps, and looked back, Song Yong didn't know what to say to Zhao Zhu, and the two got into the car together.

Close the door.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Zhu opened his mouth first, "So it's true?" Did you really get involved with a village woman? ”

Song Yong's attitude was plausible, "What is really fake?" ”

"Isn't Chu Ying married?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

If you still pretend to be stupid in this situation, it won't be interesting, Zhao Zhu didn't take any evidence, but he himself is a witness, "I saw it the night I came, you lived in a room that day, and the man in her room was you." ”

“……”

"Why would you want to be with that kind of woman?"

The air in the carriage was a little dull, Song Yong opened the window, the wind poured in, his expression was indifferent, and Zhao Chai was even more bitter, "I don't have to tell others this time, you should separate from her as soon as possible, this kind of woman is greedy for your money." ”

Song Yong hung his head and was silent.

"Do you hear that?"

“…… Song Yong. ”

The soft wind in the window blew the hair on his forehead, and Song Yong's tone was much more relaxed, treating Zhao Zhu's words as garbage, "Today I want to go to Zhongzhou with Chu Ying, what to do You know." ”

Zhao Zhu didn't know why, "What do you mean?" ”

Song Yong's eyes were not warm, showing alienation, "It means that if you dare to poke this matter out, you can't hide the matter with Song Boyu." ”

"I don't have anything with the eldest lady."

"Really, not?"

It seems to be a question, but it is actually a certainty.

Zhao Zhu had no choice but to give in: "...... I say this, not only because of the eldest lady, with your identity to be involved with this kind of woman, if someone turns it out in the future, have you thought about how to deal with it? And Xi Ran, you still have a fiancée. ”

"When I was framed by Song Boyu, I was not clean." Song Yong said indifferently, "I have no relationship with Xi Ran, and I will divorce when I have time." ”

The rhythm was in Song Yong's hands, and he spoke at the right time, adding to Zhao Zhu's guilt, "Aren't you also one of the culprits?" Now I just want a woman, can't I? ”

Zhao Zhu didn't dare to look into his eyes, "Zhongzhou people have many eyes, you are not afraid of ......"

"It's just a day."

He sighed, as if admitting defeat, "Only this once, not the next one." ”

*

The green train is a means of transportation that Song Yong has never touched, the carriage is too long, the middle of the aisle is crowded with people, most of the people in the car are from Lingbei, 80 percent are migrant workers, take the car into the city to work.

Song Yong sat by the window, barely breathing.

I don't know who took off their shoes in the carriage, the smell was stinking, and the smell of instant noodles never dispersed, Chu Ying went to pick up the hot water and came back, "Come, drink saliva." ”

Song Yong didn't move.

"Still not feeling well?"

"It's fine."

Some people are born with money, Song Yong has traveled in the first class all his life, comfortable and bright space, gentle and thoughtful flight attendant, he is a distinguished passenger of the airline, and every time he enjoys the most expensive service.

For Song, the green-skinned trains, the smelly carriages, and the poor people were all products of the last century.

When these things are presented realistically and immersively, it is not only uncomfortable, but also shocking.

Chu Ying put her arms around him and whispered, "There are still two hours to go, bear with me." ”

Lingbei is too poor and has no airport.

The high-speed rail tickets have long been sold out, Song Yong inadvertently stepped on this train, witnessing the various states in the world, he leaned weakly on Chu Ying, only her smell could make him feel better.

"I'll just say I'll go by myself, you haven't been on a train, have you?"

Song Yong buried himself on her shoulder and shook his head, "No." ”

Seven hours by car, and then transfer to high-speed rail.

When he got out of the car, Song Yong's bones were soft and scattered, but fortunately, he notified the car to pick him up early in the morning.

He weakly instructed the driver, "Go to the hotel." ”

Song Yong looked like this, but Chu Ying was not distressed at all, "Aren't you going to a sanatorium?" ”

"I'll talk about it when I'm rested."

“…… Shall I go first? I'm worried about Dad. ”

Song Yong: "No. ”

The driver started the car, and Song Yong leaned aside and closed his eyes for a nap.

Neon permeates every high-rise building here, and from a high vantage point, Zhongzhou is like a city sprinkled with gold dust, with dazzling and brilliant everywhere.

Chu Ying wanted to lower the car window, but she was cramped and didn't know what to do, the person on her side seemed to notice something, leaned closer, hugged Chu Ying from behind, stretched her hand, pressed the button, and a strong wind blew in, which was comfortable.

Song Yong leaned on her shoulder half-asleep and half-awake, "I'll go up first later, and then you will follow the driver in ten minutes, you know?" ”

"Yes."

The vehicle drove into the underground garage, and the haggard in Song Yong's complexion did not decrease, he did not move, as if he was waiting for something.

Chu Ying reacted after a few seconds, leaning closer and kissing him on the lips.

The driver is still there, but Song Yong doesn't care, hugging her waist and deepening the kiss, Song Yong has a long-term private room in the hotel, the air is expensive and clean, and even a sofa is more comfortable and soft than the most expensive bed in the hotel.

It took ten minutes before Chu Ying came up.

"Song Yong?"

Chu Ying walked in in small steps, Song Yong lay on the wide sofa sideways, raised a hand, and called her over, Chu Ying walked up to him, bent down and touched his pale face.

"Still tired?"

Song Yong didn't have the strength, so he turned his head and kissed her wrist, "Tired." ”

"There should be a bathtub here, right?" Chu Ying looked in the direction of the bathroom, "Can I help you put water in the bath?" ”

“…… Good. ”

Walking in quickly, the bathtub was cleaned.

Only one person lived in this house, Chu Ying was the first woman he brought in, she bent down to release the water, picked up the bath bomb on the side and threw it in, the foam melted into the water, and a thick fragrance floated.

Bringing Song Yong in, he leaned on the sink, Chu Ying waited for him, and his fingertips untied the collar and removed the belt, which was originally very easy to untie, but today it seems to be stuck.

Chu Ying held his waist and naturally half-squatted, Song Ying opened his eyes, his breath was suffocated, and before Chu Ying realized that the danger was approaching, the back of his head was buckled.