The nanny rushed to the second floor, and was frightened by the momentum of Qi Fangyan's body to kill, standing in the distance and not daring to say a word, for fear that any sentence would anger the bomb, and when the time came, a big fist smashed into Song Sining's body, and no one could afford to take this responsibility.

Aunt Hu's face turned white with fright, and she raised her hands tremblingly to persuade: "Young Master Qi....... If you have anything to say, you can discuss it......."

Compared with the panic of the people around him, Song Sining, the person concerned, seemed unusually calm, he ignored Qi Fangyan's words just now, and his voice still spoke: "Qi Fangyan, you came home late today, drinking, smoking, and committing three crimes in a row, if there is a next time, I will punish you together today." ”

The fist was in front of him, and Song Sining didn't know how to converge.

Qi Fangyan's knuckles creaked, the muscles on his shoulders and neck tightened, and a green tendon spread from the back of his hand to his upper arm, as he clenched his fist.

He tilted his head and asked in a suppressed voice, "Song Sining, I'm curious, do I know you?" Who are you to control me? ”

Song Sining ignored Qi Fangyan's provocation: "All the people who live in this house must abide by the rules of the Song family. ”

Qi Fangyan's eyes were bloody, he stared at him for a while, and suddenly laughed and said, "Song Sining, you are really sick." ”

No matter what he said, it was a chicken and a duck, Qi Fangyan let go of his fist, turned around and kicked the coat on the ground hard, slammed the door and returned to the house, the sound was shocking, and the floor trembled.

Watching Qi Fangyan return to the house, the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief.

Aunt Hu covered her chest and looked at Song Sining in a wheelchair in shock, thinking about how to persuade Song Sining, but suddenly heard a soft creak, and immediately followed the voice, and saw that the piece of glass that Qi Fangyan's fist smashed was actually full of spider cracks.

Under the frightened and shocked gaze of everyone, the crack spread from the inside to the outside at an extremely rapid speed, getting bigger and bigger, and broke with a bang before everyone could react.

The water in the fish tank poured down instantly, and poured onto Song Sining's body.

This change came suddenly, everyone was stunned, Aunt Hu exclaimed in surprise, and rushed to Song Sining in two steps.

Song Sining was caught off guard, and he was drenched with cold water, his body trembled, and the hand holding the armrest tightened suddenly, but he didn't move, letting the cold water flow down his head.

Aunt Hu commanded others with a loud voice, blocking the fish tank and pushing the wheelchair.

In the blink of an eye, there was a mess in the villa late at night, people turned on their backs, and even the fish in the fish tank were making trouble, and several fish in the fish tank escaped along the cracks, dying on the ground, and a little nanny stepped on the fish and almost slipped and fell.

However, no matter what the chaos was outside, Qi Fangyan's door was tightly closed.

Aunt Hu pushed Song Sining into the room, looking at Song Sining's wet water, it was rare to be a little at a loss, she opened the wardrobe and found a new set of pajamas for Song Sining, and put the pajamas in front of Song Sining.

Cold water dripped down Song Sining's jaw, but Song Sining didn't change his pajamas.

Aunt Hu took a breath, walked quickly to the window, turned on the warm air in the room in the summer, pushed Song Sining under the warm wind, and went to the bathroom to find a clean bath towel and put it on Song Sining's lap. ”

Song Sining still didn't make a sound, most of the water traces on his body had been dried under the warm wind, but his hair was still wet, floating in the air by the wind, and falling back softly on his forehead.

Aunt Hu didn't force it, Song Sining couldn't see with her eyes, her legs were not good, she was like a hedgehog, she didn't like people to touch him, she took a bath by herself, and a bunch of people outside were worried, not to mention that it was already the middle of the night, and if she tossed once, it would probably take until dawn.

The door was knocked twice, and Xiao Liu walked in, holding a bowl of hot ginger soup in his hand and came in cautiously.

Aunt Hu took the ginger soup, brought it to Song Sining, and said, "Young master, take a sip of ginger soup to warm up." ”

Song Sining didn't take the ginger soup, and still didn't speak.

Aunt Hu and they have long been used to it, Song Sining didn't talk much before she had a car accident, she had a car accident and became a semi-disabled person, and her temperament changed from cold to withdrawn, and this kind of ignoring people often happens.

Aunt Hu put the ginger soup on the table beside her, sighed tiredly and said, "Young master, don't be angry, I'll call my husband tomorrow to discuss changing someone, Gongzi Qi's temperament is too strong, and he is not suitable to be by the young master's side......."

Song Sining had a slight reaction when he heard this, he was like an old machine, his Adam's apple rolled slowly twice, and interrupted Aunt Hu's words: "Don't change." ”

Aunt Hu was stunned, thinking that Song Sining was afraid of trouble, so she persuaded: "Young master, Mr. Qi said before that Qi Fangyan is wild and untamable, and it is not suitable to come to the young master's side, if Mr. Song knows about this matter today, he will definitely find a better playmate for the young master, I will go and talk to Mr. Song........"

"No." Song Sining's voice was cold, and he interrupted again.

Aunt Hu was puzzled, and wanted to persuade again: "Young master, he almost beat you just now, leaving such a person ......."

"I said, no." Song Sining ran out of patience, raised his voice suddenly, his voice was cold and stormy, he raised his head to face Aunt Hu, although his eyes were covered with white veil, he could feel that his eyes were staring fiercely.

Aunt Hu was stunned for a while, looking at Song Sining and not knowing how to make a sound.

After about a few seconds, Song Sining was afraid that Aunt Hu would not understand what he meant, so he added firmly: "I only want him." ”

.......

The nannies all went down, the door closed gently, and Song Sining was the only one left in the bedroom.

The headlights in the room were not turned on, only a small dim light was turned on, but these made no difference to Song Sining, he couldn't see anything.

Song Sining was still in the same posture as just now, sitting in a wheelchair with her waist straight.

I don't know how long it took, the hot wind of the heater blew his face dry and tight, Song Sining woke up like a dream, slowly loosened the strength of his waist, and moved the fingers holding the armrest.

His fingers were already stiff, his palms were covered with sweat, and the leather cushion of the wheelchair armrest had been torn by his fingernails, revealing the tender yellow sponge inside.

He hung his head and gasped for breath, turning the wheels of his wheelchair, touching the edge of his desk with one hand, sliding to the mirror on his desk, and untying the white veil from his eyes with both hands behind his head.

Song Sining had only undergone eye surgery last week, and the doctor told him that his eyes should be medicated every day for a month, and he could not rub his eyes, see bright light, or see water, but his injuries were too serious, even if these doctor's orders were well followed, it was unknown whether his eyes could see again in the future.

Just now, the water in the fish tank drenched him, and the white veil on his eyes was also wet, and he had to change to a clean one.

After all, he can be a cripple, but he can't be blind.

The white veil was untied, and Song Sining's unconcealed face was printed in the mirror.

His eyes were closed, the curve under his eyebrows was narrow, and his eyelashes were fine, and he couldn't help but imagine how amazing those eyes would be when they opened, but now those eyes were red as if they had been wronged.

The eyelashes trembled, but Song Sining still didn't dare to open his eyes.

After changing the white yarn, Song Sining took a breath, as if hesitating, and after a while, his right hand trembled and covered the back of his left hand, and then slowly clinged to it, his palm was close to the back of his hand, and he held it together.

There was a temperature on the back of his hand that Qi Fangyan had just touched, and after too much time, the hot and hot feeling had already cooled, and he couldn't feel it.

Song Sining held the blood in his left hand red, eager to crush the bones, he bit his lower lip, still exerting his strength, it is estimated that this kind of masochistic behavior is too painful, Song Sining suddenly felt that his eyes were full of wetness.

This feeling made Song Sining excited, and he quickly let go of his hand.

His eyes couldn't touch the water, and he was going to change the white veil again.

Song Sining went to get gauze again in a panic, and suddenly there was a cramping pain in his stomach, the pain came suddenly, he snorted suddenly, his face instantly retreated a layer of blood, and his hand hanging in the air turned around and pressed the position of his abdomen.

It's starting to hurt again......

It's starting again.......

Song Sining was so annoyed that the strength in his hand was eager to press his stomach through.

He has been like this since he was a child, his health is not good, every part in his body is like an inferior product assembled from the same time, every moment, every minute and every second, any part will have problems.

One of the biggest problems is his stomach, which is more broken than a rag bag, and when it is not good at all, it will be uncomfortable when it is frozen, it will be uncomfortable if it eats too much, it will be uncomfortable if it eats less, it will be uncomfortable when it is tired, and even if there is something wrong with his emotions, it will be uncomfortable to kill him.

It just so happened that today, these few were all on his body like the stacked buffs.

The pain was menacing, Song Sining's hands were sunk into his stomach, and he could still feel the disobedient thing jumping in his stomach, turning over the river and the sea, and he was nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Song Sining didn't care about changing any gauze, he didn't even have the strength to shout, his fingers trembled and he groped for painkillers on the table.

The wheelchair creaked with his movements, and the bottles and cans on the table fell to the ground.

Until his wrist touched the hot ginger soup on the table, and the soup bowl fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

-

Qi Fangyan returned to the bedroom and began to pack up.

It has been less than a day since he came to Song's house, and there is nothing to clean up, just put the clothes in the suitcase again.

When everything was taken care of, Qi Fangyan turned around and pushed open the door of the floor-to-ceiling window and walked to the balcony.

The car was not good at night, and he had to wait for an hour, so he took out a lighter from his coat pocket, leaned on the railing and lit a cigarette.

The Song family's garden is very large, and the warm garden lights are scattered all over the garden, and Qi Fangyan is in it, looking into the distance from here, and there is no end in sight.

As Wen Nanhe said, the Song family is rich and noble, and countless people want to squeeze in to get involved with Little Master Song, but it's a pity that Qi Fangyan is not rare.

He should have thought a long time ago that Qi Jun was a businessman, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he proposed to agree to him to participate in the motorcycle competition, and it would definitely not be a simple matter to exchange it with him.

He'd love to compete in a motorcycle race, but if that makes him bow down to a stranger and obey his orders, forget it.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it, and it would really kill him.

After smoking a cigarette, Qi Fangyan raised his wrist and looked at his watch, there are still forty minutes, the Song family's garden is very large, and it will take more than half an hour to walk out from here, and it is time for him to go downstairs with his suitcase.

Qi Fangyan extinguished the cigarette butt and walked into the bedroom from the balcony, when a banging sound suddenly came from next door.

Qi Fangyan frowned, wondering if Song Sining got up at night and knocked something off in a daze, or if the eldest young master was in a bad mood and was throwing things.

He didn't take it seriously, pushed open the bedroom door and walked out.

Bang!

There was another sound, this time only one door, and the sound was much clearer.

Qi Fangyan stopped in the corridor and frowned at Song Sining's door.

At the same time, accompanied by the sound of glass breaking, he also heard the faint moaning and moaning in the room.