Reborn dog food: The campus beauty wife is too sweet

The room was eerily quiet, and no one was willing to break the silence of the moment.

Wang Qianqian kept her head down, her eyes fell on Song Xiangren's hand peeling apples, watching him hold the sharp fruit knife and peel off the peel completely little by little.

The room was filled with the sweet smell of the apple, and with a click, he sliced the apple into several cloves and inserted a toothpick, and finally inserted the fruit knife back into the bedside table.

"Xiaoqian, eat a little, I'll cut it for you, eat more, and your body will recover faster." Song Xiangren's face was full of flattery.

Wang Qianqian swept the smile on his face, and finally picked up a piece of apple.

"What about my mother? Is my mother also in this hospital? I want to go see her and take me there!" she suddenly grabbed Song Xiangren's clothes excitedly, and pulled him to the ground with so much strength.

"Xiaoqian, don't get excited! Calm down! Auntie, auntie, she has already left before she arrives at the hospital......

" "Impossible! My mother is still alive and well, my mother is obviously still here!!You liar, you are all liars!!" Wang Qianqian shouted frantically, her sharp voice overshadowed the voices of others, piercing and making people's scalps tingle.

Song Xiangren hugged her tightly when she was out of control, afraid that she would hurt herself when she struggled. Eventually, the nurse came and they were all kicked out of the ward.

There were three people standing neatly at the door, listening to the nurse reprimand them with a serious face.

"Did you know that patients are fragile right now? She has suffered a great mental blow, and she can't be allowed to receive mental stimulation anymore! In the near future, don't let other people visit her, and try to minimize the stimulation. The

nurse quickly left.

Song Xiangren lowered his head to hide the despair on his face.

For the first time, he felt so powerless and unable to do anything in the face of the deep pain of the person he loved.

"Before I met her, I was really a scumbag. Selling his body and soul and deceiving the feelings of little girls is just to make money. I never felt like there was anything wrong with that. Zhou Xiaoxiao was beaten and scolded by me, and while I spurned her for being a slut, I was happy to use the money she earned from her hard work to fill my large gambling debts......"

Song Xiangren leaned against the wall and stretched out his hands weakly, his hands were white and flawless, slender like a pair of women's hands.

Many girls admired his beauty, and when he was sketching, they hid in the corner, secretly snooped on him, and painted the scenery with these hands holding a paintbrush.

It was these hands that looked so touching, and for the first time he felt so dirty, filthy, and stained with unwashable sin.

He is not worthy of following Wang Qianqian.

He didn't deserve it! He didn't deserve to like such a pure and beautiful girl, he didn't deserve it!

But at least at the moment, when she was in deep darkness, he wanted to do something insignificant for her. No matter how much he does, he can't get a thank you back, but that's enough.

Qin Yue silently walked up to him, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, it's too late to turn back. If you really like her, give her a hopeful future. While you still have the chance, work hard and clean up your mess. Also, don't take advantage of Zhou Xiaoxiao's feelings anymore, she is not as easy to bully as you imagined, and it is also terrible for a woman to be forced to be anxious. Wait until you get your dirty things sorted out and make up the debt. One day, you will be able to stand by Wang Qianqian's side cleanly.

Qin Yue spoke to him as a friend, without accusation, without scolding arrogantly, but standing in his position and really thinking about him.

Song Xiangren never imagined that the sworn enemy of the past would eventually become the only friend by his side who could talk about his heart without reservation.

"Thank you, Qin Yue. So much unpleasantness happened between the two of us. You can still help me regardless of your past suspicions. You are, indeed, a good person. I hope we can continue to be friends in the future. Song Xiangren stretched out a hand of friendship to him, with a smile on his face, "Of course, in terms of game competitions, I will definitely not lose to you! After all, this prize money is also very important to me."

"That's nature. A friend is a friend, and a game is a game. I look forward to your performance. "

Qin Yue shook his hand for the first time.

The previous festival between the two seems to have been written off.

As they walked down the corridors of the hospital, Song Xiangren mentioned the underground casino.

"Yesterday, I told you about the casino—" As soon as he spoke, Qin Yue's face showed a trace of astonishment.

Song Xiangren noticed this change in mood, and his eyes quickly widened.

"Wait!You're really going to the casino!Are you crazy?!That's the territory of the two-headed snake, what if you can't come back, you're not afraid of death, you have to think about the people who love you!" He grabbed Qin Yue's hand and vented his anger.

Xiang Yuwei was frightened by his reaction. Qin Yue also looked at him with a surprised expression, and finally showed a hint of laughter.

"No, why are you so excited? Could it be that Song Xiaocao has fallen in love with me?" Qin Yue deliberately joked.

Song Xiangren shook off his hand fiercely and cursed: "Shit!Who likes you, my sexual orientation is normal!!"

"Then why are you so excited?" Qin Yue's eyes rolled, and he thought of a possibility, "You said before, you were arrested to meet the boss of the casino, there, did you go through something, made you so scared."

Qin Yue's words smashed coldly into Song Xiangren's heart, and he held back a chill in his heart, and goosebumps all over his body rose.

Subconsciously, he hugged his arms, which was a self-protective action.

Qin Yue saw his reaction and didn't continue to ask: "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, it's fine." "

No! I can say!" he stubbornly looked up, "I'm not that vulnerable!" "Oh, I didn't

force you. It's what you want to say. Qin Yue waved his hand.

Song Xiangren turned his face to the side, and he suddenly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a hideous red brand on the back of his waist.

It was a scar made of red-hot iron, and although the wound had healed, it was still faintly recognizable, and the pattern was a two-headed snake entangled with each other.

Qin Yue frowned and helped him cover his shirt back.

"Every old man will be branded with such a brand. If the debt cannot be paid off within five years, it will be pulled, the Colosseum, fed to the tigers. I saw with my own eyes that day a man who had been taken there with me was thrown into a cage. He struggled a little and lost his voice, and pulled it back out, leaving only a skeleton ......."