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"Song Nan, are you alright?!" Seeing him like this, I didn't dare to help him anymore. If he got angry, it would be very easy for him to kill me in an instant, and I definitely wouldn't poke a branch at him anymore.

Song Nan held his shoulder and sat on the ground for a while before finally standing up. Luckily, the hole in his shoulder was gone.

I tried to see his expression, but he was expressionless.

After taking off his clothes, he returned to the bed and hugged me. However, he didn't move. Instead, he placed his ear against the top of my heart and listened attentively to my heartbeat.

Seeing him act this way, I had an indescribable sense of docility. I immediately pouted my tail and flew into the sky, beginning to show off. "Are you jealous?"

Song Nan answered with a grunt but didn't move his head away.

It was rare for him to be so obedient. I took the opportunity to ask him, "Then why did Chen Xing want you to follow me?"

"Kill you, of course." Song Nan answered frankly: "But I don't want to do that anymore. I feel that you are more attractive than the offer he made."

"What did he offer you?"

The only thing that could move Song Nan was …

"He has what I want, but I will get it sooner or later without him giving it to me."

Chen Xing was also dumbfounded. This thousand-year-old ghost, Song Nan, had actually caught his attention?

However, this reminded me of something. This time, it was Chen Xing and the head. Could it be that this matter was related to Yin Tongtian?

What kind of existence was Yin Tongtian?

As I thought about it, I couldn't help but ask, "Song Nan, do you know Yin Tongtian?"

This time, Song Nan lifted his head from my heart. "How do you know that name?"

Tsk, tsk, tsk. This made Yin Tongtian seem like a big shot. He couldn't be a high ranking official in the Special Investigation Department right now, could he? That's not right, Song Nan didn't seem to be that great. He probably didn't think much of him.

"I know him. He owes me money. He owes me a lot. I want to settle this with him." If Yin Tongtian owed me money to repay what I owed him, I might be able to forgive him.

"He owes you money?" Song Nan didn't believe it, but he didn't say it out loud. He just said: "I can take you to see him."

Right now, according to Yin Tongtian, he probably wouldn't admit his debt, so I generously said to Song Nan, "Okay, if you take the money back, I'll split half with you."

Song Nan didn't say anything else and just quietly continued listening to my heartbeat. I closed my eyes and slept until dawn.

When he woke up, Song Nan was no longer there. However, there were 700 yuan on the cabinet beside the bed. After all, I have to go out and buy clothes. I can't ask Lu Qinglang to pay for it, can I?

Walking out of the bedroom, I saw breakfast on the dining table and a note saying, "I'm going to work. I'll pick you up after work to buy some clothes." You're at home, don't go running around. "

The food was still scalding hot. He had probably just left the house as well. Plus the way he acted last night, he seemed to be avoiding me. However, looking at my clothes, I'm afraid that a lone man and a single woman would be embarrassed.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Qinglang didn't seem to be a bad person.

After the meal, he washed the bowl. Looking at the clean and tidy kitchen, a single man's home is so neat and tidy, it's not easy to count, so I feel that Lu Qinglang must have a obsession with cleanliness.

My clothes were dry. I changed my clothes and went out.

I'm not going against Lu Qinglang. I'm not here for a vacation, so how could I waste the whole day at his house? Besides, Song Nan would probably follow me. He wouldn't just stand there and watch me die, right?

It turns out that my choice was right. I went downstairs and saw Song Nan.

"Let me lead you to Yin Tongtian." It was clearly a tone of discussion, but after he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Wasn't this weirdo fine yesterday? What was going on?

Sighing, I helplessly followed her.

I had expected him to lead me there, but instead he led me into the underground garage.

"You live here too?" Why can't I believe it? Especially when he opened the door of a car, which I didn't think was his.

Song Nan frowned as he looked at me. "You're so troublesome. Do you still want to find Yin Tongtian?"

"Yes!" Afraid that he would go back on his word, I got into the car quickly.

Song Nan didn't seem to be proficient in starting the car. My heart turned cold as I casually asked, "Song Nan, have you ever driven a car before?"

"Nope."

Listen to the answer. If he hadn't driven a car, then he definitely wouldn't have a driver's license. He stole the car without a license, so let's not talk about where I would put my face if he caught me. Just looking at how Meng Yi retreated after he stepped on the car, he was already lucky that he didn't get a car accident.

Before he hit another car, Song Nan stopped the car in time and muttered, "I think it's very easy for him to drive, isn't it?"

He had just watched Lu Qinglang fight yesterday and had even dared to do so today.

Song Nan tossed and turned for a long time, as if he had given up. His hands grabbed the steering wheel, but he did not move.

This old geezer wasn't driving a car, but a trailer!

I don't know why, but I was suddenly annoyed, amused, and pleased to see him in such a state, and I wished I had met him like this in the first place.

"Song Nan, you don't have to do this." I reached out my hand, and I held it. "Besides, the people who lost their cars after we drove away would definitely be in a hurry."

Song Nan glanced at me, then made the car stop. "It's quite far. Are you going there?"

Song Nan had no idea what a bus was, he only knew how to get there. I thought about the journey. The severity of the situation was such that Song Nan had to give up on the car.

Then I led Song Nan to the bicycle garage and picked out a bicycle that looked as if it could support both of us. I had seen a bicycle on the street, and I assumed it could carry people by itself.

With Song Nan, he did not have to worry about unlocking the car, and bicycles were the easiest for him.

Sitting in the back seat with his arm around Song Nan's waist, he experienced the feeling of a young girl. When I was a child in the countryside, I used to ride the bicycle of my brother next door, but I didn't know what cycling emotions were then. By the time I knew, there was no cycling that could carry me anymore.

He pressed his face against Song Nan's back and felt his muscles contract and relax. What kind of mysterious existence was this? In a thousand years, without any heartbeat or breathing, what had he experienced? Who did he have in his heart?

I want to see the world you see. I want to see the scene in your dream. I had never understood what that meant, and now I knew how powerless I could be.