Song Zhiwei kept her distance and reasoned with him, "Because you are used to being served, and you are used to being a superior, you feel uncomfortable when people or things jump out of your control, which is normal, and starting the next relationship can perfectly avoid this situation." ”

She was talking nonsense, if he liked her she she could help him round up a paranoid lie, but he obviously didn't feel for himself, and now this unnecessary anomaly seemed strange and nonsensical.

Qi Su sat next to him and hugged Song Zhiwei's shoulders: "Do you still mind Song Tan?" ”

His hands were cold, which made Song Zhiwei shiver.

Song Zhiwei hadn't heard this name for a long time, and replied truthfully: "I don't mind too much." ”

Qi Su's face suddenly turned cold, "Before I think about it, you can stay here first." ”

With that, he turned and walked out the door.

Song Zhiwei wanted to sneak out of the side while he wasn't paying attention, but he seemed to have eyes behind him, and the moment she hit the door, she had already completed a whole set of actions smoothly.

Song Zhiwei grabbed the door frame next to her and said solemnly: "Do you know that you are now illegally detained and will go to prison." ”

"I'm just cultivating a relationship with my wife." Outside the crack in the door, Qi Su's face was dark, and he thought about it and changed his words: "Then you can sue, if there is evidence." ”

Yes, he can't shoot videos without a mobile phone, and he doesn't act aggressively, so he should have been prepared.

Besides, he was sure that she wouldn't sue.

Song Zhiwei heard the sound outside walking farther and farther, she calmed down and checked the surrounding layout.

The windows are anti-theft, no tools can be broken, there are only beds, tables and some basic supplies in the room, and after looking around, Song Zhiwei can only pray that her friends will find out that something is wrong with her and come to her.

However, Qi Su has always been thoughtful, and it is impossible to think of this step.

Song Zhiwei was lying on the bed, puzzled, Qi Su was crazy for Lu Chiqiu? Or is it because of her that I'm crazy this time?

The quilt was full of Qi Su's smell, chaotic, and she just fell asleep.

It rained in the middle of the night, and somehow, the power went out.

Song Zhiwei was awakened by lightning, she touched the bedside lamp for a long time, it was as dark as ever, and the terrifying subtle emotions were cold from the toes to the back.

She was wooden for a while and found that the electricity could not come, so she wrapped herself in a quilt and shrunk herself in the corner of the bed, but this was not enough, she did not dare to close her eyes, so she looked at everything like a hideous monster.

"You wild girl who doesn't know life and death, just like your shameless mother! It's a fox! ”

"Locked in, without electricity, water and food, no one is allowed to open the door for her without my permission!"

"The lesson I gave you last time wasn't enough, right, you dare to sue, come on!"

“……”

The fang-and-clawed monster grinned, revealing its fangs, and the demon's whispers rang out around her, covering her ears as the sound slipped through the cracks.

Song Zhiwei repeated over and over again: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore......"

I don't know how long it was, but the door was squeaked open.

Song Zhiwei reflexively trembled, and couldn't make any sound.

"Song Zhiwei?" Qi Su screamed twice, his eyes on the trembling mass of unknown objects on the bed.

Qi Su realized that something was wrong, strode over and lifted the quilt, and under the flickering light and shadow, her face turned pale, and she gasped for breath, like a desperate fish that was about to die of thirst.

He tried to pick her up, but she hugged her knees as if she had seen something terrible, and kept back, "I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." ”

Qi Su was in a god, leaned over cautiously, and coaxed: "It's okay, you can see who I am, I am Qi Su." ”

Hearing the last two words, Song Zhiwei's eyes finally gathered a little focused, she clenched his arm tightly, her nails sank into the skin, and murmured, "What's your name......"

Qi Su tightened his jaw and replied word by word: "Qi Su." ”

"What's your name......"

"Qi Su."

She was covered in cold sweat, Qi Su didn't know how many times she answered, so she obediently took a bath, and when she rubbed her hair, Song Zhiwei rarely kept quiet, staring at the foam on the edge of the bathtub, and her breathing slowly became longer.

He looked at her skinny shoulder blades, stroking them uncontrollably and then retracting them.

Too skinny.

Compared to the initial figure, now it can be called skinny.

The hospital was quiet at night, and Qi Su drove the car fast and hurried to the place before she woke up.

As a result, when she was sent to the ward, she woke up again, and she was given a tranquilizer to barely make her sleep.

Qi Sumu withdrew his gaze from the glass of the hospital bed with a grimace and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with her?" ”