Song Yansheng, who was drinking soup, heard Yang Pu's words and took the spoon in his hand.

The cold eyes shone slightly, and the thin lips were pursed.

Yang Pu naturally didn't notice Song Yansheng's abnormality, stood aside with his head down, and whispered while scrolling through Weibo.

"My goddess just came to the hospital at night, why don't these keyboard warriors say that people come to have a baby? It's infuriating! ”

Yang Pu complained while replying to a Kuroko's comment.

Yesterday, Miss Su Xiaoling sent his young master to the hospital, and then he was photographed by the paparazzi and was on the hot search.

A large wave of black fans began to carry out personal attacks today, which really pissed him off.

"My goddess is beautiful and kind, she sent my sick young master to the hospital, and the black powder killed the whole family......"

"Yangpu."

A cold voice interrupted Yang Pu's self-talk.

Yang Pu immediately covered his mouth, not daring to say another word.

The young master must have thought he was arguing, but he still obediently shut up, so as not to make the young master angry.

Song Yansheng put down the spoon in his hand, opened his eyes, and looked at Yang Pu and the mobile phone in his hand.

"Give me your phone."

Huh?!

Yang Pu was taken aback, didn't he want to teach him a lesson?

"Young master, young master, what do you want a mobile phone for?"

Song Yansheng's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Yang Pu immediately handed over the mobile phone and said with a smile: "Young master, you can use it as you like." ”

Song Yansheng took the phone, didn't swipe the screen interface, and glanced at the content on it.

It's a Weibo topic, and it seems that the number of comments and retweets is still a bit large.

#sevens主唱苏小陵夜入医院疑似打胎#

#苏小陵和神秘男友#

He flipped through it, and a lot of it was slanderous remarks.

Of course, there are also people like Yang Pu who help her speak.

Yang Pu saw that his young master seemed to be watching Su Xiaoling's hot search, and hurriedly said: "Young master, this girl sent you to the hospital last night." I heard the doctor say that you drank alcohol last night, and you were not lightly drunk, and it was my goddess who sent you, and then you were accidentally photographed by the paparazzi......"

"Shut up."

Song Yansheng said coldly, although his voice was not loud, but he had an innate domineering spirit.

Yang Pu lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything more.

Why is the young master so fierce today?

Song Yansheng returned the phone to him without raising his eyelids.

"You get out."

"Oh."

Yang Pu nodded, a little aggrieved, took his mobile phone, packed up the things on the table and went out.

Song Yansheng glanced at the computer screen, and the voice of the girl from last night suddenly appeared in his mind.

Sweet and nice.

Like the song she sang, that ......

Destiny。

He had heard that song many times.

He wasn't really drunk last night, at least, he was still somewhat sober.

At least, he still remembers her voice, and remembers the warmth in her.

The first time he met her, it wasn't in the hospital.

But......

Scold~

Song Yansheng hooked her lips and smiled bitterly, she probably didn't remember it anymore.

How could she still remember such a long memory.

To her, he was just a passerby.

His gaze returned to the computer screen.

Slender white fingers tapped on the keyboard, quickly and skillfully.

Soon, all the hot searches about Su Xiaoling on Weibo disappeared without a trace.

He also owes her a thank you.

Let's just pay it back.

lest his heart should always be filled with hope.

Nothing to do with it, best.

Song Yansheng leaned on the hospital bed, looked sideways, and looked out the window.

Outside are rows of maple trees, the maple leaves are red, fluttering and falling, looking desolate and lonely.

Like, he has always been.

This article is deputy cp, Song Yansheng x Su Xiaoling, Lingsheng (ringtone) cp.

Healing Gao Tian, I always remember that I am a pet writer!

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