novelraw Chapter 29 Song Jing Do you want me to die?
Chapter 29 Song Jing Do you want me to die?
"Savior?"
The short four words ran across Qin Mo's lips and teeth, and his eyes fell on Song Jing's face with a deep and firm gaze. The undisguised strong emotions were rolling in his eyes for a moment, and there was something hidden in his eyes. A bit of resentment came out, the fire in his eyes went out after a while, he closed his eyes slightly, and exhaled lightly;
"Your definition of a lifesaver is really low."
Song Jing felt that his mood was not right, but she just thought it was because he didn't want him to touch his stomach;
"What's low? I didn't support you just now. You and the baby in your stomach may have entered the emergency room at this moment. Why is it not a life-saving grace? I didn't even let you repay you, so I just touched it." You still haven't given me the stomach."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt aggrieved by two points. Qin Mo looked at the person in front of him with a gasp, saving his life?Didn't he completely forget the kindness he gave him in saving his life back then, and repay him with the spring?Not only did he not repay his kindness to Yongquan Township, but he also took revenge, he took the hospital gown from one side and put it on, and threw the bath towel on Song Jing's body;
"I'm tired, pack up and go to sleep, the lights are off."
Song Jing wanted to grind her teeth looking at this person who said he would turn his back on him, what kind of person is this?He was still angry after saving him, looking at the person who turned around and was about to lie down on the bed, he said speechlessly;
"Isn't it just a sneaky touch? Besides, you opened my hand at that moment..."
The person on the bed pulled the quilt and was about to lie down, without even giving him a corner of his eyes, isn't it... what is this?It was not a business, Song Jing turned around and threw the towel back into the bathroom, changed his clothes and took a shower, looked at his watch, it was still not eight o'clock, Zhou Hai also explained the massage just now, he looked at it The massage essential oil that was placed on the bedside resigned himself to his fate and looked at the person who would turn his back to him when lying down. Now he really felt that Qin Mo's temper was unpredictable. Could it be because of the influence of pregnancy hormones?
"The massage that Zhou Hai said hasn't been done yet."
The person lying still didn't turn his head and didn't say a word. Song Jing really wanted to put the essential oil down and go to sleep, but when he thought about the soreness in his waist in the afternoon, he felt that he was also responsible. After all, he was the one who hurt his back He just sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word, raised his hand and lifted the quilt, Qin Mo turned his head, the eyes of the two met in the air, neither of them would give in, Song Jing even raised his hand and shook it essential oils.
After a long while, Qin Mo turned around slightly and turned his back to him, but he didn't get up, and he didn't pull the quilt over again. Song Jing raised his eyebrows. Was he waiting for him to serve him?
After rubbing his hands together to warm them up, he poured the essential oil into his palms and raised his hands to press down on his back;
"Speak when it hurts."
It was very quiet in the ward. While helping him massage, Song Jing remembered what happened in the afternoon, and wanted to talk to him, but the atmosphere seems not so good now. This person obviously didn't know what he was angry about. He thought of Zhou Hai At that time, he said that it is best to keep him in a happy mood, he secretly sighed;
"Why are you angry? Don't be angry, it's okay if I don't sneak around next time?"
Qin Mo's thoughts drifted far away, so far that the person behind him was still a ten-year-old little Douding, in a dark and moldy room, the windows were all locked up, only a little light came out from the cracks, the room Except that he is the little Douding covered in mud, much fatter than now, with baby fat on his face, he could bear it at first, but later he came over and hugged him with snot and tears, regardless of his brother, A fleshy lump lay on his shoulders, asking if they would die?
The sudden drifting thoughts were interrupted by Song Jing's voice, Qin Mo opened his eyes again, but did not answer his words;
"Up a little bit."
Song Jing raised her hand and moved it up again, wanting to complain that he was difficult to serve, but in the end she just complained in her heart, this essential oil has a light smell, and it doesn't smell pungent at all;
"Qin Mo, do you have any enemies?"
Today's incident still sounded the alarm for him. Before, he thought that he, Huang Yangqingxu and the snake committee would figure out each other's identity and purpose before making a move, but now he dare not be so sure. Today's passage made him Knowing that the person on the opposite side is a person like a poisonous snake, his eyes have locked on Qin Mo. He may have secretly investigated himself for a long time, but he knows almost nothing about Huang Yangqing except a guessed identity. He doesn't want to take risks. , and dare not take risks.
This sentence would never appear in their current relationship, Qin Mo paused for a while before speaking;
"Yes, aren't you my enemy?"
Song Jing raised her hand and scratched his back;
"I'm not kidding you."
At this moment, Qin Mo turned around, raised his hand and put the quilt on his body, his eyes fell on Song Jing's body, and after a moment of scrutiny, he slightly curled the corners of his lips with a bit of carelessness;
"What? An enemy's enemy is a friend. Are you thinking about getting an ally?"
Song Jing stood up suddenly, put her hands on both sides of Qin Mo's body, and met his eyes, which were full of repressed madness;
"Qin Mo, the entanglement between you and me is just you and me. Do you think that if I take revenge, you need to drag others?"
He admits that his feelings for Qin Mo are too complicated now, and he may not believe that he doesn't like Qin Mo, but that photo has always been a thorn in his heart. His goodness is only because of how good he is, but no matter what, he will not let others be involved between them.
Song Jing's breath was not stable, and Qin Mo's words made him feel angry. There was really no trust between him and him, but he still thought it was ridiculous to think that on this matter Qin Mo would believe him. He looked down at the person on the bed, and the anger in his eyes could not be faked. He is not a weak person, otherwise he would not be here today. The aura on his body was clearly revealed. Qin Mo Mo Mo's expression hardly changed, he just looked at Song Jing indifferently, he didn't seem to feel the pressure around him at all, the two of them just confronted each other silently.
"Song Jing, how many eyes are staring at you after you walked to your seat today, can you count them clearly?"
After a long while, Qin Mo made a sound, but Song Jing paused, his pupils shrank slightly, but Qin Mo suddenly laughed, and even laughed out loud. There seemed to be a bit of playfulness and sadness in his eyes. On the surface, in the depths of those pitch-black eyes, there is only a hard color that is invulnerable to all poisons;
"As far as I am today, there are many people who want me to die. It has never stopped since more than ten years ago, you know? Song Jing."
His name spit out from those bloodless thin lips, but his heart contracted suddenly. Song Jing's hand tightly grasped the sheet on the bed, dead?Even when he saw that photo just now, Song Jing never thought of wanting Qin Mo to die when he was most angry. At that time, he even thought that this person would never die. He fixedly looked at Qin Mo's face. People have almost stood at the top of Kuncheng's rights, but some people are looking forward to his death all the time.
"From ten years ago?"
Ten years ago, Qin Mo was only a teenager, right?Qin Mo stared at him closely. Only he could remember what happened that night. He suddenly raised his hand and touched Song Jing's cheek, probably because he suddenly recalled that night more than ten years ago. , the bloody scene affected Qin Mo's mind a little bit, he rubbed Song Jing's face lightly with his hand, and spit out a few light words from his thin lips that lacked a bit of blood;
"Song Jing, do you want me to die?"
A sentence hit Song Jing's heart, he keenly felt that Qin Mo's mood seemed not right, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Qin Mo's wrist, his hand was strong;
"What do you think? I would want you dead?"
A deep smile came from Qin Mo's voice, but it was a bit weird in this quiet ward;
"After all, you are now the legal heir to the property."
That's right, they have already obtained the certificate, and Song Jing suddenly smiled too, but there was a bit of coolness in that smile;
"Yes, what you said is also reasonable. It seems that I should really think about it more."
He let go of Qin Mo's hand and was about to stand up, but at this moment, Qin Mo suddenly pulled him back. His strength was so strong that he almost fell on top of him, and he hurriedly supported his stomach. On the bed, he looked at Qin Mo with some anger in his eyes, but didn't want the man to ask abruptly;
"Song Guangcheng, are you still in the company?"
The name suddenly appeared in Song Jing's ears, and Song Jing's eyes sharpened. Song Guangcheng, his father can't be regarded as a father. He really didn't understand what Qin Mo was doing when he mentioned him at this time. He raised him for nothing for nothing. He hasn't settled the account yet;
"What did you mention him for?"
Qin Mo propped himself up and sat up a little bit, then suddenly raised his hand and patted the seat beside the bed, Song Jing actually didn't want to sit with him right now, he kept staring at Qin Mo when he wasn't sitting, he walked over and sat down ;
"Qin Mo, in fact, I have always been puzzled. Why did you let Song Guangcheng stay in the Song family when you took me by your side?"
During those few years, he had to admit that Qin Mo was really kind to him, except for the pathological possessiveness at the beginning, which was almost responsive to him, and he never concealed his dislike for those who had trouble with him. At that time, he really believed that Qin Mo would be on his side no matter what, but it was such a person who left Song Guangcheng to continue to enjoy the blessings in the company. He still couldn't figure it out until now.
But even though he was dissatisfied with Qin Mo leaving Song Guangcheng at that time, he never mentioned the matter of driving him out of the company, because he wanted to come in person.
Qin Mo looked at the complicated expression on his face;
"Do you want Song Guangcheng to die?"
Song Jing frowned, what happened to this man today?Either ask Xi if he wants him to die or ask him if Xi wants Song Guangcheng to die. Does he look like such a bloody person?
"I'm not an anti-social personality, and I don't want others to die when nothing happens, thank you."
Qin Mo laughed softly after hearing this;
"Song Jing, do you know what shortcomings you have?"
Song Jing raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to hear it, Qin Mo suddenly raised his hand and clasped his chin, leaned forward slightly, his eyes almost pierced his heart, and a deep voice sounded;
"You have ambitions and means, and you can endure and wait for a goal. It's hard for a person like you to do nothing, but you have a fatal flaw, that is, you are not ruthless enough."
Qin Mo suddenly let go and leaned against the head of the bed behind him;
"If I were to change places, I would never spend three years just to get back one Song family. You hate Song Guangcheng, and you have many ways to make his life worse than death, but it took you so long to take back the Song family. Well, Song Guangcheng was just deprived of power."
Song Jing laughed mockingly;
"So? Mr. Qin is teaching me? Tell me not to treat you and him softly?"
The person on the bed shook his head slightly;
"No, this is very good. Sometimes being a bad person can give the other party and myself an extra way. I do have a reason to keep Song Guangcheng, but I can't tell you now, Song Jing, not everyone can be like you You can still choose, you can let yourself have a way out, you can not be so desperate, but I can't, if I am like you, the grass on the grave is probably half a meter high."
He had never said this to Song Jing, and when he looked at him again, he was a bit more serious and soft;
"Song Jing, if you stop here, you can pretend that nothing happened, and some things don't need you to face at all. Do you want to stop?"
Qin Mo knew that this matter could not be good, and a little Huang Yangqing would not be able to cause much trouble, but the things involved behind this matter were too dangerous. He knew Song Jing's ability, and he would have both sides If you don't know much, it will be fine. He has never mentioned a word to him, even some key news has not been disclosed to him. He knows that he has his own guesses, but those are not enough to put him in the Dangerous situation, Song Jing is not him, he knows that he is not so cruel, he can have a way out, even now he still does not want him to do things too badly.
Song Jing's heart beat faster unconsciously, he understood what Qin Mo said, he always knew that someone wanted him to die;
"You know, you know who's behind, right?"
"Yes, after all, I know who wants me to die."
Song Jing's breathing was a little short, his eyes were fixed on the person opposite, even Qin Mo had never said such words to him when they were "close" in the past, he suddenly laughed;
"Boss Qin is Boss Qin. You really know more than I imagined, but I'm telling you now, I'm not going to stop. Today is different from the past, you understand."
His eyes suddenly lowered slightly to look at his stomach covered by the quilt. He believed that no one could kill Qin Mo, but now Qin Mo is different from before, and he has to admit that even if he is in his heart There are still thorns, but the relationship between him and Qin Mo is different after all, he can't turn a blind eye.
Qin Mo's eyes showed some dazzling brilliance;
"You think about it."
Song Jing shrugged;
"What's not clear about this, you are not alone now, do you think you can withstand an accident?"
No matter what his relationship with Qin Mo would be like in the future, it was impossible for him to watch him die, let alone die because of him. There was no hesitation or choice in this.
Now that we have talked about it, there is only the last piece of fig leaf left. If Qin Mo is not going to say, then he will uncover it;
"Boss Qin, you can tell me how much you know."
Qin Mo looked at him, and rubbed his body down lazily, as if he wasn't the one who was imposing just now, his chin slightly raised;
"I'm thirsty, pour me a glass of water."
Song Jing...
Drinking water in such an atmosphere is a must, but looking at the dry and peeling lips of the man, he still stood up, and just as he was about to cut a lemon, he heard a voice behind him;
"No lemon, just honey."
"There are many things."
The person on the bed heard Song Jing's muttering in a low voice, and Qin Mo half-opened his eyelids to look at the person at the table;
"Isn't there something missing?"
The warm honey water was delivered to Qin Mo, and Song Jing sat down on the bed again. Qin Mo took two sips of honey water slowly, held the cup in his hand, looked up at the people around him, and said it directly. make a sound;
"Huang Yangqing found you and talked about cooperation with you, right?"
Straight to the point, straight to the point, this is Qin Mo's style, Song Jing closed his eyes;
"When did you know?"
Since Qin Mo knew who was behind it, it would not be too difficult to guess that Huang Yangqing found him, but he didn't mention a word for so many days, how much he knew about the confrontation between him and Huang Yangqing these days ?A place in the bottom of his heart suddenly sank, and he couldn't stop guessing. Now he wanted to know what Qin Mo was thinking when he heard the news. Did he believe it?Did he really think he was working with Huang Yangqing?
If the answer is affirmative, there is nothing wrong with it. The relationship between him and Qin Mo is already as fragile as a piece of paper, not to mention that a hole has been burned in the middle of the paper, but he knows that he subconsciously does not want to accept this answer. If this person really believes that he will cooperate with Huang Yangqing, then what is the purpose of his planning, worrying, and step-by-step calculations these days?It was a little strange to say that he didn't believe Qin Mo, but he hoped that Qin Mo would believe him in this matter. His paranoid eyes fell on Qin Mo's face. He wanted an answer, whether he believed it or not.
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