Come To the Question

Song Man's head was still stunned when he was put on the bed, and he couldn't believe that Chu Fengqiu was really back.

"How did you get here?"

Song Man was so happy that he didn't know what to say, so he could only hug Chu Fengqiu tightly.

Really happy to cry.

The person I want to see suddenly appears in front of me, and I know that it must not be easy.

"Find the right Uncle Men and tell him that I have something important to do, and I must come to Qingcheng. He agreed without saying a word."

"He's so nice, what about Uncle?"

"Let him rest in the hotel first."

"Then are you still leaving?"

Song Man knew that Chu Fengqiu had to leave. Today was New Year's Eve, and she wanted to tell Lan to accompany her husband and wife.

She also couldn't accompany Chu Fengqiu back, it was impossible.

"Well, let's go after it's dawn, have a good sleep, I'll be with you."

Chu Fengqiu took off his coat, lay down in the bed, reached out and touched Song Man's hair, and turned to look at her.

Song Man lay down and looked at Chu Fengqiu's particularly gentle brows under the dimly yellow wall lamp.

How can this man be so good.

How can it be so so so good.

And such a good person belongs to her.

Song Man moved closer to Chu Fengqiu, put his hands on Chu Fengqiu's waist, and wrapped his legs around her, getting closer.

Knowing that Song Manyouguang couldn't sleep, Chu Fengqiu raised his hand to turn off the wall lamp and hugged him in his arms.

The curtains were drawn, the light could not come in, and the room was silent and dark.

Song Man closed his eyes, but didn't feel sleepy, and moved unconsciously.

"Can't sleep?"

Chu Fengqiu had a lot of doubts in her heart, because the tiredness of running around made her voice a little hoarse, and it seemed more gentle against the backdrop of the night.

"A little."

"Just had a nightmare."

Chu Fengqiu remembered what Song Manpu said in her arms when the door was just opened. In fact, there were still things she wanted to ask.

"It's similar to the nightmare I told you about before, but it's a little different."

"What did you dream about?"

"Um……"

Song Man hesitated whether to say it or not. This time she was dreaming, and her consciousness seemed to be extraordinarily awake, and it was this kind of lucidity that made her feel even more terrifying.

Instead of being chased, she showed up at the funeral in the first place.

The surrounding atmosphere made her feel uncomfortable and breathless, she couldn't see the people around her clearly, she just felt depressed.

She saw the person in the posthumous photo clearly, and suddenly the dream was broken and changed. She stood on the sidelines and saw someone being pushed into the river.

On the inner side of the river, there were square holes like an incinerator. She saw the person who was pushed into the river lay there and was retreated little by little.

Then she was awakened by the ringing of her mobile phone, and she felt cold when she woke up.

The person in the incinerator who was pushed into the river on the posthumous photo was defined as Song Qinglan in her dream.

Song Man didn't know why he had such a dream, and he didn't know if he should tell Chu Fengqiu about it.

This seems to show her dark resentment, but in fact Song Man never thought that if Song Qinglan didn't exist, she never thought of it.

But why... Is it because I had a dream before and quarreled with Song Qinglan today, so I was very angry, so I put Song Qinglan in?

"Can't remember?"

"Yep……"

Song Man still chose not to say it, because she had quarreled with others and dreamed that someone else died. What she said was really dark, and it was in front of Chu Fengqiu, so she didn't want to show it.

It seems that after falling in love, he deliberately does not want to show his bad side.

"If you can't remember it, don't remember it."

"OK."

Song Man responded softly, opened his eyes, but still didn't feel sleepy.

"Chu Fengqiu, you said..."

What should she do if things don't go the way she expected,

Now that the matter has been revealed, Song Man is reluctant to hide.

If she wants to truly show her strength, Song Qinglan will inevitably not think much about it.

Song Qinglan is sensitive and suspicious, and has no sense of security at all.

How can she handle this well and minimize the harm to everyone.

"Yep?"

Chu Fengqiu made a puzzled voice, waiting for Song Man's next sentence.

Song Man was stuck for a while, not knowing how to continue.

"Man, I hope you can know everything I want to know about you, everything I want to know about you, and whether you are happy or not... So, if you have something in your heart, you can tell me, I am very willing and very much want it to understand, because you are my love."

The last two words of Chu Fengqiu were like honey with fragrance, and Song Manguang felt sweet on the tip of his tongue when he heard it.

"I do not know how to say it."

Song Man hesitated, not because she didn't want to say it, but because she didn't know how to say it.

Now that she thinks of this matter, she only feels messy and bad, and she doesn't have much anger. The emotions mixed in it are so messy that she doesn't know what to say.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I just don't want to upset you."

"I'm not unhappy when you came, I'm just a little... how should I put it, I'm very disappointed. Sometimes I feel very anxious, and when I think about these things, I'm particularly irritable and powerless, as if I'm doing something in a hurry."

The unpredictable future inevitably makes people anxious, and Song Man's anxiety and negativity come from the seemingly harmonious but contradictory status quo in the family.

There seemed to be something gushing out of my heart, but it seemed like there was nothing.

Of course, Song Man is not like this all the time. Most of the time, she doesn't think too much about it. She is very confident and unrestrained, but she knows that her head hurts when she encounters things at home.

"It doesn't matter, it's normal to have this kind of emotion, everyone is like this, and so am I."

Chu Fengqiu's fingertips swiped on Song Man's forehead, and the girl holding her whispered softly.

"Do you know that Song Qinglan is not my sister?"

Song Man seemed to organize his words and spoke to Chu Fengqiu.

It seems that people always want to tell something in the middle of the night. In the blurred night, in the half-dreaming situation, the consciousness seems to be paralyzed and relaxed, and the person listening is the one who loves you wholeheartedly. This desire to talk seems to be. was greatly strengthened.

"I know now."

Chu Fengqiu was surprised for a moment, she really did not know the relationship between the two sisters.

"My father is my mother's second husband, let's put it this way, for example, my father is my mother's continuation, Song Qinglan is the original son, and I am the later, which makes her identity very embarrassing, because the family property originally It belongs to her, and now I may have a share of the pie, Song Qinglan is very insecure, she always feels that I will kick her away."

The more Song Man said, the more helpless he became, and the more he said, the less sleepy he became.

"And you don't want to."

"Yeah! I don't think so at all. You said that a smart person like me would have shown it if I wanted to, right?"

"Yeah, so that's why you've been hiding and not showing?"

Chu Fengqiu seemed to know the answer that he was puzzled by, but he felt that something was wrong.

This seems like a good reason, but when you think about it, something is wrong.

How could Song Man's character make herself degenerate on the surface because it might involve family property? She could clearly be more frivolous, and then embrace the mathematics she likes, which can completely solve this problem from the perspective of action.

"That's right."

Song Man downplayed what he had said about the murder, and did not deliberately sell it badly.

In fact, Song Man never felt that Song Qinglan treated her so badly.

She is not miserable at all, she lives happily, plays everywhere, has several luxury cars, and has no worries about food and clothing, which is simply a winner who shows a fulfilling life.

On the contrary, she sympathized with Song Qinglan. She lost her biological father, and was also stimulated by her mother's remarriage. She also had such a grandfather, trapped in power, and put her own thoughts on others. comfortable.

After Chu Fengqiu heard this, he lost sleepiness, frowned, and his expression was ugly.

"Full, you are too soft-hearted."

Completely different from the domineering and even a bit domineering aura, Song Man's heart was as soft as she knew.

"Nothing, I seem like a bit of a virgin when I say this, but it's not, I just don't think it's worth it, I don't need to be like Song Qinglan just to be angry with her, whether it's fake or not, she really treats me better ."

Song Man thinks that being happy is the most important thing.

"And I have you by my side now."

Song Man rubbed the tip of Chu Fengqiu's nose with his cheek and suddenly felt in a good mood.

"I'm also very happy to have you by my side."

Song Man raised his head in Chu Fengqiu's arms and kissed Chu Fengqiu's lips.

When he wanted to kiss and ran away, he was held down and kissed back.

Song Manyin's red lips were bitten into a more luxurious color, and Chu Fengqiu's kiss was just like hers, gentle yet strong, wrapping people layer by layer, causing people to fall into addiction and have no escape. .

The sweet and greasy affection that seems to be able to be substantiated is like honey wrapped around Song Man. She is not very skilled in following Chu Fengqiu's rhythm and wants to take away the sovereignty, but it is difficult to gain the upper hand.

It is also the first love, why is Chu Fengqiu's kissing skills better than hers!

Song Man once suspected that Chu Fengqiu went to make up the class but didn't tell her, but when he saw that Chu Fengqiu could peel the shrimp shells out of his mouth intact, he could only sigh that some people are talented and flexible.

Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, Chu Fengqiu is not ready to do it now, just kissed Song Man, and left a few traces on the place where the clothes could cover, coaxing Song Man to sleep.

In the sweet kiss, even the night becomes extraordinarily beautiful.

Song Man closed his eyes, feeling more relaxed than the previous days and nights of hugging each other.

The things hidden in the bottom of my heart were shared with the people I loved the most. It seemed that I was in the middle of telling the story, so I corrected my attitude and found the answer.

Song Man had a good night's sleep, and after being dazed, he felt the cold mint-flavored kiss on his lips.

"Full, I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?"

Song Man abruptly opened his eyes and saw Chu Fengqiu, who had already washed up and dressed neatly, and was still a little bit lost.

"Uncle is already waiting for me, and he has to rush home to help. The highway during the day will be more blocked than at night, so I'm leaving now."

"Then be careful on the road."

Song Man reached out and hugged Chu Fengqiu's waist and buried it in her arms.

"Well, I'll tell you when I get home, and you'll be happy later. If you're not happy, just send me a message, and I'll be there all the time."

Song Man felt that the most beautiful love words Chu Fengqiu had said to her were not that I love you and I like you, but...

I always.

The author has something to say: I took a rest for two days and slowly adjusted my state. The next book is, as expected, the one I developed through the book. If you don't have a collection, you can go and see it~