Chapter 95

Yunhua, as song Ye's kinsman, has always regarded her as her sister.

Usually song Ye is cold-blooded and likes to dress up as a teenager. Even if there are excellent boys like Xu Zihang around her, she also thinks that song Ye is superior to each other.

The term "love" seems to be far away from them from the beginning to the end.

But this provocative text message made Yunhua suddenly realize that there is a girl growing up in my family, and song Ye is at the age of the flowering season and rainy season.

Listening to her sighing, song Ye moved her fingers, deleted the message directly, and continued to eat as if nothing had happened. This kind of misunderstanding is better not to be mixed in. At most, when Qu Bai comes next time, he will apologize.

But the more she was so light, the more worried Yunhua was. After thinking for a long time, she asked politely, "who is this Qu Bai? How did you send this kind of short message?" Just now she answered the phone clearly was a man's voice, but now the texter has become a woman. The twists and turns are enough to make the brain hole open.

"Well, they were in bed just now. I disturbed them." Song ye even chopsticks did not stop, directly threw out such a huge amount of information words, instant impact Yunhua was stunned.

In bed? It's still in bed at noon!

When it was, Qu Bai was completely labeled as a playboy by Yunhua and included in the blacklist of song Ye's future targets.

What makes Yunhua even more shocked is song Ye's attitude. At the age of 15, it should be a time when he would blush and be shy when talking about boys. However, song ye even said that he didn't blush and his heart didn't jump when he said he got up. This abnormal reaction Should not song ye be numb to these!

As soon as the idea came out, Yunhua was startled. But when she took the ugly picture of Ge Linghui last time, her face was pale and light. When she got to her mouth, the food suddenly lost its flavor. After hesitating for a long time, she finally whispered, "Song ye, you look so beautiful. Should you be very popular in school? Do you have any boys to write you love letters to you?"

"No Song ye took a bite of food and answered it simply.

Yunhua choked and thought that Xu Zihang was inseparable from her all day long, and most of the boys had played the retreat drum.

After a while, she asked another question, "well, what kind of boy do you like?" Looking at that pair of song Ye's face, she always feels embarrassed.

Hearing this, song Ye finally raised his head and looked straight at the past with deep and calm eyes, "what does sister Yun want to know?" The first one is Yunhua's concern for her studies, but this one is obviously beyond the scope.

"Well, it's nothing. I'm just afraid of you, en, puppy love..." The last two words are said. Somehow, Yunhua feels guilty. The word puppy love is on Song Ye's body, which is uncomfortable.

Song Ye is also rare and a little stunned. She is not as shy as children of the same age. Instead, she frowns and looks serious. After a long time, she says, "I haven't been in touch with emotional matters, but I've seen many cases. I won't touch love for the time being."

Previous life, as a killer, has already cut off the feelings, not to mention the love, but also the family love finally disappeared.

And she has seen too many colleagues die and hurt for the so-called love. They do not blink when they kill, but they can shed tears for a phone call. This is an emotion that song ye can't understand.

And she didn't want to let her emotions be affected by another person.

Although song Ye's words are old-fashioned and weird, they finally let Yun Hua go, "that's good. Have a meal."

After the topic of puppy love came to an end, Yunhua moved his chopsticks happily, and before eating into his mouth, he suddenly heard song Ye's voice opposite him. "Compared with me, sister Yun is the time to fall in love." If you remember correctly, Yunhua should be 26 years old. Song Ye doesn't understand feelings, so she doesn't pay much attention to it. If Yunhua hadn't talked about this topic, she would have ignored it.

It's called lifting a stone and hitting yourself in the foot.

Yunhua tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking of the days in shanlitou, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I don't want to think about it any more in those years. I don't want to think about it, and I don't dare to think about it..." Dare not think, who will ignore the past, really accept her dirty body with the past.

Seeing her depression and inferiority complex, song Ye didn't care, "everyone has a past. The really powerful people don't care about these useless things."

"Well, maybe I haven't met it yet." Yunhua sighed and murmured.

After all, he is a layman and has no right to say anything more.

However, she always disagrees with Yunhua's idea. She takes it for granted that if she really loves a person, it must be all that love her, and the truly powerful person The first reaction in her mind is that ice face. Although Qin Zhan is a little difficult to deal with as an opponent, he is definitely a strong man.

At 3:00 p.m., the plane is ready to take off. Song Ye takes Wang Tiechuan back to Yuncheng, and takes the people home to recuperate.When you get off the plane, there is a short message in the mobile phone. When you take it out, it is an unrecognized empty number.

"How's your arm? Take good care of it and don't waste it."

In a short sentence, rude and direct, you can see whose style it is.

Song Ye picks her eyebrows. You can almost imagine the sharp edges and corners on Qin Zhan's indifferent face. She holds a bag in one hand and presses the button to reply to a message.

"OK."

After that, she put her mobile phone into her trouser pocket and strolled to the convenience store downstairs to buy daily necessities for Wang Tiechuan.

After 20 minutes, the mobile phone rings again, is still the news of Qin Zhan.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing these four words, song Ye is standing at the door of the elevator, but his step stops.

"Convenience stores." She leaned against the wall and did not move after answering the message.

Another 20 minutes later, she glanced at the screen of her mobile phone, and the text message came in again.

"What did you buy?"

Song Ye rubbed the short words on the screen, picked up an arc at the corner of his mouth, and returned directly.

"Are you on a mission?"

She was almost sure of the answer, and adding a question mark was just to avoid suspicion.

Qin Zhan is not a person who takes time to send short messages to people, let alone chatting. From his questioning and interval time, song ye can conclude that the other party's body should have reached the limit at this time. Only when his consciousness begins to blur, does he need to use SMS to keep awake.

At this time, the man in the other hemisphere looked at the content of the text message, showing a silent smile on his weak and pale face.

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