Chapter 62 Is the young master pretending to be sick today (twelve) [End Chapter]

After a few laps around Mo Ling, Song Yuanyan saw a tomb bag without a tombstone, walked over and touched the soil on the ground, it was slightly wet.

It should be here.

Song Yuanyan swung his hoe and took a long time to dig up the newly filled tomb, revealing the coffin lid. What he didn't expect was that there was a yellow talisman on the top of the coffin lid.

"Master Xie is not afraid of anything." Song Yuanyan tore off the yellow talisman, "These guys are too easy, they ran away without even nailing down the nails."

He Yanyin smiled and said, "The more I think about this, the more I'm afraid. It's just right, and it saves us from worrying about it."

Although Song Yuanyan knew that Xu Qichen was suspended from death, he still felt uncomfortable the moment he opened the coffin. He gently took Xu Qichen out of the cold coffin, laid it flat on the ground as He Yanyin said, and touched him. With a cold face, it was inevitable that he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He Yanyin opened the first aid kit in her hand and immediately rescued Xu Qichen.

Lin Nianzhi didn't dare to look, and stood behind Song Yuanyan involuntarily, "He should be fine... I'm so scared."

Song Yuanyan was even more afraid, but now he can only choose to trust He Yanyin.

He Yanyin put her hands on his chest and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation, "Song Yuanyan, come and help me."

"Hold his jaw and blow."

This was the first time Lin Nianzhi saw two men mouth to mouth. Even though she knew it was a rescue, she couldn't help but blushed and turned her head to one side, only to see the fruit in front of the tombstone on the opposite side fall out and roll around a few times. , she was so frightened that she quickly squatted down and pressed against He Yanyin.

Hear a squeak.

It was a mouse...

He Yanyin buried her head on Xu Qichen's chest, "The heartbeat has begun to recover!"

Lin Nianzhi asked curiously, "Did his heartbeat stop before?"

He Yanyin shook her head, "It didn't stop completely, it's just very weak, and the instrument can detect it, so I deceived them. I gave him a nerve center inhibitor, and there have been cases of false death caused by mistakenly taking such drugs abroad before, so I dare to do that."

Song Yuanyan stopped artificial respiration, and was about to reach for his breath, when Xu Qichen suddenly choked and coughed a few times, causing Lin Nianyi to sit on the ground, "He, he, he woke up!"

"Soon." He Yanyin felt her pulse, "Song Yuanyan, you should bury this coffin first, and then carry him into the car. The temperature here is too low."

A few people were busy tidying up the grave digging site before leaving this gloomy Moling.

Xu Qichen woke up in Song Yuanyan's car.

During the few hours he passed out, he felt like he had entered another world. Not the world in his books, but the reality that once happened to him.

The sound of a violent crash that hasn't dissipated in his ears is ten thousand times harsher than the sound of fingernails running across the blackboard.

He was covered in blood and was pushed into the hospital. The pain paralyzed his auditory and optic nerves, and everything around him was so cloudy and fuzzy. I vaguely felt that my body was lying weakly on the cold operating table, and the light of the shadowless lamp unscrupulously penetrated my pupils, leaving a deep blank in my mind.

Brain is so messed up.

Don't you want to go on a trip together?

Why is it here.

"Mom, I want to sit in the front today and see more clearly."

"Okay, fasten your seat belt."

Why are you here...

what happened?

"Your parents both died in this car accident."

"You're lucky not to be in the back seat and the airbags worked."

Why am I the only one who survived.

"Wake up!"

A familiar voice appeared, grabbing his hand before falling into the abyss.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of him was Song Yuanyan's face, he held himself in his arms and patted his back gently, like coaxing a child who woke up in a nightmare, "Great, you finally woke up, it was like a nightmare just now , stumbled and said strange things."

Xu Qichen gasped for breath, froze for a while, and asked dumbly, "How long have I been dead?"

"What's not dead, why do you say this as soon as you wake up?" Song Yuanyan frowned, "I really took a breath, for fear that you would never wake up again."

Xu Qichen pursed his lips and smiled, reached out and touched Song Yuanyan's face, but did not speak.

"You lean on, take a rest, I have to continue driving, we have to arrive at the dock before 90 hours."

Xu Qichen nodded, and then asked again, "Where's Miss He?"

Song Yuanyan restarted the car, "She took Lin Nianzhi back. They sneaked out while they were in a mess. If you don't go back quickly, you should be suspicious. Originally, my mother was here to see me off. I said that I have an appointment today, no. Staying at home for the night, it's early and she won't come."

Xu Qichen responded, remembering what he had arranged before taking the medicine, "Have you inquired about the Xie family?"

"There is no news from the Xie family. I must have been blocked by Master Xie, and everything that can be handled is handled in secret. I am afraid he also believed in evil. Don't you know that when I was digging the grave, there was still a sticker on the coffin. Wearing a yellow talisman."

Listening to Song Yuanyan's jokes, Xu Qichen thought it was natural, "He is a businessman, and he is very old, and he is most afraid of these evil rumors, not to mention that my reputation in Jiangqu has always been linked to evil spirits for so many years. He pretended not to care, but he always had doubts in his heart, not to mention that I was just an illegitimate child, if it wasn’t for the sake of inheriting blood, he would despise me.” Xu Qichen smiled, “Now that I am dead, he is even more afraid of the bad luck. Broken the Xie family's financial network, I guess he will never reveal the news of my death in the short term, and will even find an excuse such as studying abroad to prevaricate my disappearance."

Song Yuanyan teased, "Your mind is fine."

"I was also forced to be helpless." Xu Qichen, who had just recovered a little, was weak, so he could only lean on the seat lazily, and his strength to speak was much less.

Suddenly a familiar voice was heard.

0901: "Mr. Xu, why did you choose to blame Liu Mingde for your death?"

It's effortless to reply to 0901 inwardly, Xu Qichen explained, "It's always going to die. Since the original plot didn't give a clear candidate for the murderer, it's possible for anyone to do it. Instead of passively guessing who the murderer is and then protecting themselves, It's better for Jin Chan to get out of the shell, choose the easiest villain to defeat, and let him take the blame for my death."

"Furthermore, Liu Mingde's mother and son killed people in the first place, and Xie Rujun's death was caused by them, so it's not wrong for him to pay for his life. Although Song Yuanfeng is not a good person, I remember that his life was not long. He passed away in a few years, and I don't need to take the risk to deal with him."

0901 expressed his approval and went offline again.

It seems to be quite busy recently.

Xu Qichen felt sleepy, so he slept with his head tilted. When he woke up, it was still before dawn, but he had reached his destination. Song Yuanyan parked the car at the pier. The foggy Xu Qichen sat in a trance and cuteness, like a small animal.

The two men, wrapped in scarves and hats, boarded the boat with their few luggage. On the first day of the new year, there were not many people on board, and even the cruise ships that used to run three times a day only had one early morning. The winter wind mixed with the smell of sea water, blowing on the eyelids, it was cool and tingling.

A misty morning mist rose from the sea, wrapping the two of them in it. Song Yuanyan wanted Xu Qichen to rest, but he refused.

"I want to stand on the deck and watch the sunrise."

Two people stood like this, their shoulders were on their shoulders, and they looked at the dark blue sky gradually white, and the colors like watercolor paintings gradually dyed. do n’t know how long it has been watching this silently, the red sun in the expectation appeared from the distant sea level, and the light pierced the fog.

Xu Qichen lying on the railing turned his face, pulled the scarf covering half of his face slightly, and said to Song Yiyan, who was still looking at the sea.

"Happy New Year."

Song Yiyan looked at him, and saw Xu Qichen buried his face into a stacked scarf again, and he squeezed his face for a while, "Happy birthday."

"Huh?" Xu Qichen's nose sounded a question and stunned. Song Yiyan lay on the railing with a smile, "You are resurrected, and we will have a birthday on this day in the future."

"Um." Xu Qichen glanced at him, lowered his head, and looked at the sea of ​​splattered sea. "From now on, my family has only you."

His voice was diluted by the strong morning mist, and softly drifted into Song Yiyan's ear, and a firework was silently exploded.

There are not many people on the deck. Song Yan said calmly with Xu Qichen's hand, put it in front of him, and gently kissed the position of the ring finger gently.

"This place is left to me."

The full light of Chaoyang flowed wildly on his face, and his smile was clear, and the pair of tiger teeth that always poked on the tip of his heart.

The throbbing in my heart seemed to be a wave, and waves came again.

"So hungry." Xu Qichen pulled out his hand and stretched his waist, "I want to eat."

"What do you want to eat? Let's go down the restaurant?"

Xu Qichen looked at his eyes, spit out two words casually and briskly, "dumplings."

After speaking, he looked at Song Yiyan, and the other party was put into his pocket with both hands. There seemed to be no unnatural expression on his face.

The journey was far away. In the UK, Xu Qichen and Song Yiyan rented a two -story small house. The landlord was a aunt who looked very kind. She was really unable to distinguish the Asian looks and thought that the two were brothers.

"Come here, but no one will wait for you." Xu Qichen packed up the room and did not forget the young master who had fun Jinyi.

Song Yiyan didn't eat this set. He hugged him from behind his back, put it on the sofa, and took away the broom in his hand. "You also say, outsiders know that I am a young master, but when will I call me called? Have you waited for me? Instead, it was me, and I sent food and sent clothes again.

Xu Qichen leaned on the sofa and kicked Song Yiyan's calf bone. "It turns out that you have so many complaints, this name is really right."

Song Yiyan, who bent his waist and swept the floor, grabbed Xu Qichen's ankle at once, "You are now getting more and more sharp -tip." Xu Qichen, who was caught on the ankle, had no consciousness to ask for mercy in a timely manner, and still stared at his legs until Song Yiyan threw away. The broom was pressed on him, and he kept fluttering like a young bird, and said with a smile, "I have a sharp tip of the teeth, and there is no tip of your teeth."

As soon as the words fell, Song Xiyan gently bite Xu Qichen's cheek, leaving a deep and shallow tooth mark on his face, "Just know it."

Xu Qichen covered his face and lay on the sofa. "I was injured and couldn't pack the room."

Song Yiyan was laughing by his coquettishness, "Okay, young master."

Life in the UK is not particularly difficult for Xu Qichen. The most difficult thing is to pretend to be completely unable to understand English. It happened that one day was a good weekend, and the landlord's wife knocked on the door.

Xu Qichen was washing the apple at the time, heard someone knocking on the door, and shouted Song Yiyan, but he didn't seem to hear upstairs, so Xu Qichen shook the water on his hand and opened the door.

The landlord's hand was holding a white Persian cat. As soon as she saw Xu Qichen, she explained, saying that she had recently come to the far door and wanted to ask them to help take care of her cat. Xu Qichen heard it clearly, but when he thought that his settings had not learned foreign languages, he pretended to be embarrassing and ran upstairs to pull Song Yiyan down and talk to the landlord's wife.

Xu Qichen returned to the kitchen, rushed the half -washed apple under the faucet, then walked to the living room, sitting on the sofa and listening to the two people's conversation.

"Trouble you, this cat is called Anna, which is obedient. As long as she gives her enough food and water, she can solve everything herself."

Song Yiyan laughed and took the cat over. "You are welcome, we will take care of her."

The landlord glanced at Xu Qichen on the sofa and said with a smile: "Your brother is so cute, I don't know he likes cats or not?"

Song Yuanyan smiled, "He is like a cat himself."

Xu Qichen could hear clearly, but he had to pretend he didn't understand anything and took a bite of the apple.

Who looks like a cat?

Why do you say I look like a cat?

The snow-white Persian cat jumped down briskly from Song Yuanyan's arms and walked to Xu Qichen's feet.

What are you doing here?

"It seems that Anna likes your brother very much." The landlady said with a smile.

Xu Qichen touched Anna's ear with his toe, itchy.

Want to eat apples?

Song Yuanyan glanced back at him, "Everyone likes him."

Now, Xu Qichen's ears also became itchy.

This exaggerated guy, save me a little face.

After sending off the landlady, Song Yuanyan prepared cat food and cat litter according to the other party's instructions, walked to the sofa, held the cat beside the small basin with cat food, and touched his head, "I will do it later. Eat here, okay?"

His voice was very gentle, Xu Qichen was lying on the sofa reading a book, but his ears followed the cat to Song Yuanyan's arms.

Saying I look like a cat, now I have a new favorite.

One mountain does not allow two cats.

Thinking like this, Xu Qichen suddenly fell on the book, making a loud noise, Song Yuanyan turned around, "What's wrong?"

"What did you just say to the landlady?"

Song Yuanyan said with a smile, "It's nothing, she told me how to raise a cat."

Xu Qichen turned his face sideways and looked at him and the cat, "What else?"

Song Yuanyan's face was not red or his heart was beating, "No more."

Xu Qichen snorted. feel very disadvantaged, knowing that he is lying, but unable to expose his lie, this feeling is really tormenting.

During the meal, Song Yuanyan suddenly said, "Let me teach you English. You see, living here, not knowing English is always inconvenient."

Xu Qichen's feet were hooked and he swayed up and down, "Okay."

A round of tacit lies, but somehow makes people feel good.

After dinner, Song Yuanyan cooked a pot of hot black tea, Xu Qichen sat in front of the small table on the balcony wrapped in a blanket, the setting sun slanted on the balcony, and the flowers and plants in the potted plants were full and beautiful.

Anna lay on Xu Qichen's straight feet, her soft belly pressed against his cool instep, warm and comfortable.

"Where do you start?" Song Yuanyan handed him a cup of black tea, "Let's learn from simple conversations."

Xu Qichen took a sip, and the rich tea fragrance poured into his heart, "Okay. I will say hello and goodbye. You can skip these two sentences."

Song Yuanyan lowered his head and smiled, "Then learn to introduce yourself today."

Xu Qichen put down the cup, said very well, and then pretended to be a look that really didn't understand anything. He watched Song Yiyan wrote an English in English, and then taught him to read in words.

Anna woke up and fell asleep, slept and woke up. Several back and forth, Song Yiyan had taught him ten words, all of which were some necessary daily words. Xu Qichen's heart rose into a pleasant pleasure, his toes gently stunned the hair on the belly of Anna, and his eyes quietly stunned Song Yiyan who was carefully written with his head.

"Study these, today."

Xu Qichen nodded, Anna, who had been sleeping enough, was a little hungry, and walked back to the room to eat slowly. Xu Qichen put her legs on the thigh of Song Yiyan opposite, pretending to pinch the paper in silence. Song Yiyan pulled the blanket on his chair on his feet.

The moon forced his unwilling to leave, climbing on the dark blue sky with the starlight. Xu Qichen stretched his waist and retracted his legs that was about to be numb, and stared at the sky with his neck.

Song Yiyan combined with the book in front of him, and laughed and lamented, "Time is an illusion."

Xu Qichen felt very interesting when he heard this sentence, probably the occupational disease of the writer. He kicked Song Yiyan's knee, "Why do you say that?"

Song Yiyan supported his chin with his hands. "This sentence was not what I said, it was a famous scientist said."

Xu Qichen nodded, his hands overlapped, his chin tipped on the back of his hand, and his eyes looked at Song Yiyan, and he looked like he was taught.

Song Xiyan thought for a while, explaining: "Needless to say the entire universe, there are two completely different time and space on this balcony." His eyes gently glanced at Xu Qichen's face, "What you feel now, and and What I feel is two different time and space. Because we have completely different time consciousness. "

Xu Qichen nodded thoughtfully, "Is it because of different ways of observation?" He remembered Su Shi's article, "From the perspective of the changes, the heavens and the earth cannot be used for a moment. All things and me are endless. "

"For this reason, in fact, this theory is complicated to explain." Song Yiyan's fingers touched the pen and caught it when it was about to roll down the table. Things like brain nerves are inseparable from the relationship. The book I just read is about human biology. "

Xu Qichen stretched out one hand and picked up the book that Song Yiyan just read it, turned it over, all in English, and then put it back with a confused look.

"To some extent, it is a sense of perception and estimation of the brain."

Song Yiyan also learned him as he was lying on the table, reaching out and poking Xu Qichen's forehead gently. "Our mind will secrete a substance named dopamine. Some people have studied. . "His fingers moved to Xu Qichen's cheek," It's like an invisible hand. "

Holding his face out, the corner of his mouth was torn away by him. "When there are few dopamine, the time will be stretched, and it will feel very slow."

Xu Qichen patted his hand dissatisfied, Song Yiyan laughed and let go. "On the contrary, if there are many dopamine, the time will pass quickly."

"Do you know when people secrete dopamine in large quantities?"

Xu Qichen shook his head, "When?"

Song Yiyan picked up a small piece of chocolate dessert in the plate and fed Xu Qichen's mouth. Xu Qichen opened his mouth happily and swallowed the snack.

"When eating chocolate, and ..." He didn't finish, and beckoned to Xu Qichen again, motioning him closer, Xu Qichen made up obediently, and the two were very close.

Song Yiyan's eyelashes flashed slowly, giving Xu Qichen's attention. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he sipped on Xu Qichen's soft lips briskly.

"When in love."

The session had already eaten the stomach, but he slowly risen a lingering sweetness, and became more and more enriched after seeing his two little tiger teeth.

Xu Qichen believes that this must be a monster.

"Dopamine will bring us a sense of joy. This is why the happy time is always very short in our eyes. Dopamine controls our brain, and our brain has not objectively measured time." Song Yiyan picked up that branch and picked up that branch The pen, subconsciously turned, the rotating pen draws a beautiful arc on his slender fingers.

This scene made Xu Qichen feel familiar and almost left.

The person in front of him seemed to be in a compatibility with the figure in the memory shirt in memory.

"It's cold, let's go back to rest."

Xu Qichen turned back and nodded, and he was too lazy to lower his head. He stretched his feet and groped his slippers on the ground. He hugged.

After listening to the theoretical lesson for a long time, Xu Qichen was really sleepy. Usually, he would struggle with such a pose, but now he is too lazy to move, crooked on Song Yiyan, listening to his powerful heartbeat, until it is until I was caught in a soft bed, so I was reluctant to take a little effort to get into the quilt. I still lie on my stomach as I was accustomed to, just like Anna, who was lazy in the evening.

Song Yiyan lifted the corner of the quilt, lay down, and reached out to pull Xu Qichen into the pillow and dialed, letting him face himself.

"Do you want to review what you learned today?"

Xu Qichen's eyes were on the dark night. "Don't go to work, be a teacher, you must be a name of a name."

Song Yiyan was closer, and the tip of his nose stunned Xu Qichen's cool nose. "Let me teach you another sentence."

Xu Qichen deliberately hid back and laughed: "What do you teach?"

"Good night." Song Yiyan's voice sounded like a mellow black tea, warm.

Xu Qichen blinked, "Okay, how do you say?"

People who were close at hand reached out, gently pinched Xu Qichen's earlobe, and said with a very credible expression, a word, a word, a word, "I love you."

An unknown nerve in Xu Qichen's mind collapsed, and his head was full of two words [I know].

With Song Yiyan's mind, how could he teach him to speak English honestly, and it is not Song Yiyan to not lie to him.

Xu Qichen sucked his nose, followed by the gourd painting scoop, and quickly captured the cunning after Song Yiyan's eyes flashed.

"Okay, you can say to me now."

In this case, as if the witnesses at the wedding said a lot of tiring lines, they announced that the two newcomers could kiss now.

Xu Qichen moved to Song Yiyan's side, and later he lay on his body and put on his ears.

Words, like a well -behaved good student.

"I love you."

Song Yiyan quickly reacted, holding the people on his body tightly, listening to him giggling by his ears.

"You lied to me!"

Xu Qichen laughed, looked at this Song Yanyan face to face, a expression of not admitting the wrong expression, "You cheated me first!"

This is indeed the case. Song Yiyan couldn't help it, "How do you know?"

"I guess." Xu Qichen took his forehead with Song Yanyan.

"The grandfather who sells apples downstairs always says this to his wife." His expression was very sincere, "When he said, he would hold her and kiss her face."

After speaking, I made up another sentence, "And he will say no matter early, middle and night."

Song Yiyan rubbed his hair, "You are too smart."

Xu Qichen deliberately overwhelmed him on his body, making Song Yanyan snorted, and then he rolled down, "sleepy, sleeping."

Song Yiyan walked around from behind, holding him in his arms, like two spoons that love each other tightly.

Xu Qichen suddenly remembered their discussion about time just now.

There was no reason for a while.

"If time will never end."

Don't want to end, don't want to end.

"When it's almost impossible to capture, you can't find the end node."

Song Yuanyan kissed the back of his head, "In my time and space, you and I are endless."

Hearing Song Yuanyan just quoting the poems he accidentally mentioned, Xu Qichen suddenly felt a dislocated romance.

He turned around in Song Yuanyan's arms, faced him, leaned to his side neck, took a bite at the beating pulse, his lips moved slightly against the small piece of skin, "That's in my time and space.inside……"

"You're an inexhaustible source of dopamine."