The other party didn't want to say more, but said: "You are too worried, you are already full of sadness, if you still can't figure it out and can't let go, it will bring you bad luck." ”

This result was too heavy, and Song Qiqi didn't want to say anything more after hearing it, saying that he understood and waved his hand to let the other party leave.

After waiting for people to leave, Song Qi entered the main hall to donate some incense money, and hung up a card again, this time she decisively wrote the words that she could write: Xu Song Qi is safe and safe every day.

Her wishes and expectations are no longer related to Chen Yeye.

In the withdrawal reaction of staying away from Chen Yeye, she went from uncomfortable pain to unbearable, and she was uncomfortable more times, and she finally had to slowly get used to life without Chen Ye.

Counting the days, Song Qiye and Chen Yeye have not seen each other for nearly half a month and have no contact, although she will continue to know about Chen Yeye from others, at the beginning she listened unconsciously, unconsciously wanted to ask, and now she will not deliberately listen to it.

As Mrs. Song said, people always have to look forward, there are many, many things waiting for her in front of her, and there is no point in getting too entangled in what has been lost.

When Song Qi went down, there were still people going up the mountain, some were young couples, some were dragging their families, down to the children who still needed to be held in their arms, and up to the old people in their fifties and sixties, each of them seemed to be very happy, and they were all smiling.

Looking at these people, she suddenly remembered what Mrs. Song had told her, Mrs. Song said: Poverty and wealth are only the state of life, and happiness and misfortune are the essence of life.

The people I saw in front of me, they wore different clothes, they had different looks, the family environment was unknown, the only thing that could be known was that they were all happy at the moment.

She went down the mountain against the crowd, there were more and more cars parked in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, all parked outside, walked to the place where she had parked, and as soon as she took out the car key, Jiang Xun called her.

"I'm back." The phone was connected, and Jiang Xun's excited voice came out through the earpiece.

Jiang Xun rushed home on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which can be regarded as catching the tail of the year.

Song Qiqi opened the car door and sat down, and said with a smile, "Welcome home." Are you at the airport, do you need me to pick you up? ”

"No, I'm already home, do you have time tonight, come out and get together, the jet lag hasn't reversed, and I can't sleep."

The time difference between the place where Jiang Xun went and Jiangcheng was twelve hours, it can be said that the day and night were reversed, she went for nearly a month, and the jet lag when she came back was probably several days.

Song Qiqi thought about her work arrangement for the past few days, in the past few days, there was no other work to do except conceiving her graduation thesis, and it didn't matter if she stayed up late with Jiang Xun due to jet lag, so she agreed: "Yes, what time is it, is it still the old place?" ”

"Well, didn't you say that you called Qi Yuyuan Huaiyu to get together a few years ago, I can get together today when I come back, I'll tell them a few times after I call you, where are you now?"

Song Qiqi put the mobile phone on the fixed stand, started the car, and said, "I just came down from the temple, and now I want to go home, and I will go to you when I get ready." ”

Jiang Xun paused, the joy in his voice no longer existed, and he was even a little heavy: "I'm going again today, what did he say?" ”

Song Qiqi relayed the original words that the little Taoist priest said to Jiang Xun, and said: "Probably they saw that everyone said this, after all, this is also a common saying." ”

After Song Qiqi's words were finished, Jiang Xun was silent for a while before he said: "It's not a good thing in itself, you still want to ask now, do you want to get a result, or do you want to get the answer you want to hear?" ”

Jiang Xun can always sharply point out her problems, and these are all things that Song Qi understands in her heart, but she doesn't want to admit it, she always wants to pretend to be confused, and then she has to face these things in the past.

Feelings are still too complicated for her, she can deal with anything else and any problem calmly, and face difficulties, only in these messy love, she always wants to escape.

Escaping is shameful, but it is enough to give her a short period of peace.

didn't hear Song Qiqi's answer, Jiang Xun didn't ask, and hung up the phone when he said that he wanted to call Qi Yu and the others.

Song Qiqi glanced at the interface of hanging up the phone on the phone, pursed his lower lip, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.

I don't know if it was the abbot who told her that it came true or if it was just an accident, she was driving from the suburbs to the city when someone else hit her car.

Everything happened in an instant, she and the other party met on a slightly curved highway, the other party drove a sports car in the opposite direction, she saw from the perspective mirror that there was a car rushing towards her, it was too late to dodge, the two cars collided, a loud noise, Song Qiqi pounced forward under inertia, and was pulled back by the seat belt.

The blood from her forehead blurred her vision, and the pain spread through her entire body almost at the moment of impact.

Song Jiqi moved with great effort, wanting to take out his mobile phone to call the police, but he lost consciousness before he could touch the mobile phone.

When she woke up again, she was already in the hospital, I don't know how long she had been asleep, she opened her eyes and it was dark in front of her, and it took a while to get used to it before she saw a bright red color, the red scarf worn by the person sitting next to her bed.

The man in the red scarf was a young man who looked like he was in his teens, with a green face and a furrowed brow, as if he was worried about something.

Song Qiqi wanted to speak, but found that his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't say a word. She struggled to open her mouth, and the words that came out seemed to be silenced, and the man in the red scarf stared at her with wide eyes, and hurriedly handed her a glass of water with a straw.

Song Qiqi took a few sips of water from his hand, and when she spoke again, although her voice was still hoarse, she could at least speak, and she asked, "Who are you?" ”

The young man scratched his head and said with some self-reproach: "I am the younger brother of the person who drove in the wrong direction and hit your car yesterday. ”

Song Qiqi's face suddenly turned cold, "How long have I been here?" ”

"It's been eleven hours, but don't worry, the doctor has already examined you, you don't have any internal or external injuries except for the wound on your forehead, and we have already managed to contact your family, they should be back soon."

Eleven hours, that is to say, she couldn't see Jiang Xun because of the crash, Jiang Xun must be very anxious if she couldn't get through to call her, she wanted to get up and rummage through her mobile phone, the young man saw her movements, and hurriedly asked, "Do you want to find something?" ”

Song Qiqi ignored him and struggled to sit up, and when she moved, she accidentally pulled the hanging needle in her hand, and the hanging needle broke free from the veins, and a few drops of blood flowed on the white sheets.

The young man subconsciously pressed the eye of the needle on the back of her hand, frowned and dissuaded her: "Don't move, you're still hanging the bottle, isn't it that you're in a hurry?" ”