"I remembered how I died."

Weaknesses70

"Are you giving me a chance?"

"You let go of me first."

"Oh." Lu Beihuai immediately let go of Song Qie's wrist, and realized that the wrist was red from his own scratching, and was a little distressed: "Sorry, I was too hard, does it hurt?"

Song Qie, seeing that it took him this long to apologize, "My neck hurts more."

Lu Beihuai stood up, holding on to his shoulder, lowering his eyes to check the location of his bite just now, only to see a trace of his own bite on the cold white neck, no bruises, a little red and swollen, frowning with his fingertips and touched: "Sorry."

"Don't just touch me." Song Qie ducks away and gives him a look that says, "Rude."

The word 'rude', with its critical tone, was really all that was said.

It's a direct brainwave of 'cursing is love', which makes the original depressed mood disappear.

Lu Beihuai held back the rising curve of his lips, saw Song Qie cover his neck and stare at himself warily, and softly inquired, "Then I can chase you if I am polite?"

"...... Let's see how you do." Song Qie, at a loss for words at this question, rubbed her ears, "I, I was just saying."

He has never been in love, that is, he thinks he should be heterosexual, but he has not met a girl that he particularly likes, let alone a boy, just now it is just so hot-headed, Lu Beihuai cried a little bit of pity, this person was also quite miserable, he hated the other side is also in the case of unknowing, and always stand in their own position to blame Lu Beihuai is actually not fair, it is not fair. It's not really fair.

Just don't know how I got soft either.

"Good." Lu Beihuai turned around and started cleaning up the dishes, "You go take a bath and go to bed first, I'll clean up."

Song Qie saw him clean up so naturally, also do not know what to say, "...... you want to stay overnight?"

Lu Beihuai picks up the finished pot of instant noodles, looks to Song Qie and nods seriously, "Well, it's very late now. Can you lend me a place to stay for the night, it's fine if I sleep in the living room."

Song Qie : "......" He thought for a moment, "I have a guest room, you might as well go sleep in the guest room."

"Guest room?" Lu Beihuai gaped, "Have you ever invited anyone to stay at your house?"

"That's normal too." Song Qie walked towards the checkroom to get her own change of clothes: "Everyone has the right to make friends, I do, and so do you." As she walked into the checkroom, she looked back at Lu Beihuai who had a grumpy look on her face : "If you're not happy you can go home and sleep, yours is a villa, my small house may not be comfortable to live in."

"No, I'm happy." Lu Beihuai held the pot expressionlessly, holding back the endless jealousy in his heart, who, exactly, had come to live in Song Qie's home!

Song Qie retracts her eyes, "Well, it's good that you're happy."

He grabbed a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom.

......

Bathroom will be hot and heavy, hot water should be washed away the exhaustion of today's intense work, but when the water from the top of the head down, the body is suddenly frozen and can not move.

Fear like never before filled his heart, and his hands shook uncontrollably once again.

Song Qie's hand hanging at his side trembled more and more, he tried to raise his hand to turn off the water, but he couldn't even complete the action of turning off the hot water button, his mind kept flashing with unfamiliar but fearful images, darkness, choking on the water, unable to breathe, and the sound of the water accompanied by his ears made such fear spread for no reason at all.

The hot water raining down from the top of his head rushed over his cheeks, the water running over his face and through his nose surprisingly had a choking sensation, his body weakly and slowly crouched down to the ground, the panting that was hard to calm down made his face pale to the extreme.

The vertigo of the sky spinning around made him unable to distinguish between east and west, his eyes kept blacking out, and with a 'bang', he couldn't even feel his forehead and nose bumping into the floor.

The shower over his head drenched him, and his nose bled and choked as he landed on his face.

Blood fainted in the water and flowed into the downspout.

The thin body lying on the floor and letting the shower rain down on it kept on trembling, a little bit of time passed, the trembling reached a certain threshold, and came to an abrupt end, the hand dropping heavily down beside him, and 'snapping' to the spot where the faint blood was haloed, and there was no more movement.

"There was a bang, and it was as if I had fallen into the water.

His limbs had gotten stuck between the airbag and the seat, and the sinking sensation was overwhelming as more and more water poured into the car.

Breathing became very rapid, his throat and stomach seemed to have gotten a lot of water in it, and after he coughed and choked on the water, there was a sharp tearing and burning sensation in his lungs.

Eardrums filled with water felt like the brain was going to explode, couldn't breathe anymore, didn't have the strength to struggle any more, dizzy, blackness in front of my eyes, my ears could no longer hear.

It's the feeling of being on the verge of death.

Is ...... dying?

......

The time came to two o'clock in the morning.

This time is just normal as hell for financial people, especially those who operate together at home and abroad, and the time difference is insane.

There was little movement in the master bedroom, even the bedroom pushed open a crack in the door and no movement could be detected.

Lu Beihuai stood in the doorway for almost twenty minutes, during these twenty minutes he did a lot of thinking to himself, telling himself that he couldn't have too much possessive behavior like before, but he couldn't hold back his inner hope, wanting to look at Song Qie, to see if Song Qie, who had given him a chance, had slept yet, surely, he must have slept, this guy sleeps so well.

-Not going is not an opportunity.

It turns out that giving really does pay off.

He'd finally gotten a response for once since he was a kid.

His back was against the wall in the doorway, his heart beating strongly.

Forget it. Still can't be a pervert. Gotta make a good impression on Song Qie.

"...... Lu Beihuai."

Just as he was about to go to bed, he suddenly heard the movement of a sharp gasp in the master bedroom, his eyes abruptly sank, and he immediately pushed open the door and walked in.

Lu Beihuai went in and found no one on the bed, the sound was coming from the bathroom, immediately ran over, only to find a floor of water under his feet!

He walked quickly to the bathroom door, and the moment he pushed it open, the coldness that rose from the soles of his feet was like blood flowing backwards.

Bathroom do not know how long to open the water, the door along the edge of the height of a few centimeters, and the shower has been placed in the water fast to the ankle position, lying on the floor forehead knocked against the ground Song Qie body snow white, not an inch of clothing shivering terribly, lying on the side of the face fast to the ground, the water fast did not exceed the lips to the nose, red eyes crying and gasping choking cough, completely immobilized look.

Lu Beihuai's face abruptly gloomy, as if his heart had stopped, immediately went forward to turn off the shower, hurriedly pulled aside the bath towel, then picked up Song Qie lying in the water, wrapped in the towel, not caring that his trouser legs and trouser knees had already been soaked to the skin, panicked to the extent that he was only left with the person in his arms.

On picking him up I realized that his forehead and nose were a little swollen, and there was blood under his nose, and he was terribly cold.

This pretty face was pitifully white, full of fine tears, gasping very faintly, and crying for air.

"...... Lu Beihuai." Song Qie eyes a blur, vaguely saw a familiar face, choked out: "... ...I ......"

Lu Beihuai noticed that the hands in front of him were shaking terribly, not caring about that much, sullenly and immediately carried the person out, jawline taut, still trying to restrain his nervousness, for fear of causing anxiety to Song Qie, relaxing his tone of voice to coax:

"It's okay, I'll call an ambulance, take it easy."

Song Qie looks up slightly and opens her mouth.

Slightly cool lips brushed against his chin, like a feeble call.

Lu Beihuai's panicked footsteps lurched, dropping his eyes and crashing into Song Qie's red-eyed appearance, his heart aching so much that he couldn't speak, he held back his emotions, "What's wrong?"

"...... I hit my nose." Song Qie choked out.

For a moment just now, it was as if he had guessed something and associated it with something terrible and absurd.

Why he became ' Song Qie '.

That was the car accident where he was probably drowned in the river where he was knocked off the bridge and ' Song Qie ' drowned.

So it is.

What was said sounded like a small thing, but it made the person in his arms collapse in tears in an instant. His face was pale, and the frequency of his gasps was too sharp making his lips a few shades of white, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he was in a state of shock.

Lu Beihuai was distracted by this choking complaint, he first put Song Qie on the bed, hurriedly covered her with the quilt, quickly walked to the checkroom to find Song Qie warm clothes, with a paper bag in his hand, and then returned to the bedside and gently lifted the quilt, picked up the person to put on the clothes.

Now looking at the body of the longing also have no heart, just afraid of their own slow step to make their own regret for life.

After dressing Song Qie, he wiped the blood from his nose and also looked to see if there were any more nosebleeds before placing a paper bag upright over his nose to assist in drawing back the carbon dioxide.

"Baby, breathe in."

"Exhale."

"Yeah, slow down, it's okay, I'm here."

Song Qie feel something on the nose shrouded smothered, head buzzing, not yet slowed down, the drowning feeling as if still in the throat, before hearing a low voice ringing in the ear, reminding himself to inhale and exhale, and slowly, the original rapid breathing in the low, gentle voice gradually calmed down, hand subconsciously clenched his side of the big hand.

The whole thing was kept up for I don't know how long, steadying my tone talking to the other person exhaling and inhaling for fear of not being able to keep up with the speed of my tone.

Lu Beihuai's palms were sweaty from holding the paper bag, and he stared intently at Song Qie, whose eyes were closed.

"...... well."

A soft, tired tone came from the paper bag.

Lu Beihuai now put down the paper bag and held Song Qie's shaking hand tightly, a hand of cold, he leaned down to check the bumped forehead and nose: "Does the forehead hurt? Does your nose hurt? Why did you suddenly fall down, is there anywhere very uncomfortable? Didn't you take your medicine today, are you too tired?"

Song Qie's head was buzzing with a series of questions.

He didn't say anything, nodding his shaky hand to his brow, feeling a headache coming on.

Within moments, large hands covered the forehead.

"Do you have a headache?" Lu Beihuai saw that he was lying down as if he was very uncomfortable, so he lifted him up and half leaned against his chest so that he could sit more comfortably, freeing a hand to rub and knead at the position of his forehead, "Where else is uncomfortable?"

The temperature of his forehead under his palm wasn't very hot, but it seemed to be burning up.

He didn't even dare to think what would have happened to Song Qie if he hadn't stood at the door and heard the call.

How can this man live by himself?

Song Qie's eyes closed and his panting calmed down, the feeling of oxygen deprivation passing over him as he leaned wearily against a sturdy chest.

The kneading strength of the broad hands was just too comfortable to resist with a palpitating heart.

But his mind floated just now that momentary picture, even recalled once before the accident, he was a normal vehicle on the bridge, in the position of three lanes of traffic, the bridge does not have a lot of vehicles. Vague impression is a driving in a lane of the dump truck suddenly reversed against the traffic, almost in the case of no defense under the circumstances of their own car was hit out of the bridge.

Crashed into the river under the bridge.

So he was knocked into the river under the bridge, struggled, but ultimately couldn't open the car door and drowned.

' Song Qie ' also drowned.

He ...... was pulled in by Lu Beihuai by mistake and saved his life.

Lu Beihuai didn't hear Song Qie's answer, let go of the hand pinching his forehead, lowered his head and was about to ask, but suddenly he was hugged, and because he was too surprised, his body froze and didn't dare to move, and he even hung his hands behind Song Qie's waist at a loss for words.

"Lu Beihuai." Song Qie hugged the broad shoulders in front of her tightly, pursing her lips straight to hold back a choked sob, "...... Thank you."

Lu Beihuai thought he was saying this time, "How can I rest assured that you live alone when you're like this, what just happened, is it dizziness?"

Song Qie shook her head lightly and looked up at Lu Beihuai : "I remembered how I died."

Lu Beihuai frowns, "What?"

"Hit by a car off a bridge, couldn't open the door and drowned."

Lu Beihuai looked at Song Qie in disbelief as the strings in his head went 'bang': "...... What?"

Song Qie hung her head wearily, her forehead resting against her near shoulder, and muffled, "So it was you who brought me in, you who saved me."

Hands still shaking all the time.

Eventually hands were wrapped in large palms and held trembling, shoulders were embraced into warm, strong chests, and an overwhelming sense of security enveloped them.

A low, gentle voice fell on his ears.

"So I saved you, that's great."