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Chapter 501 Extra: Termination of the Dule Project (Part )

Xia Pingwan has been missing for many days and the Xia family has tried hard to find her but to no avail.

This is what happened one month after the mission was completed.

At that time, Song Yuesheng was listening to a storyteller telling strange stories in a teahouse in Xishan City.

She wasn't surprised when she heard the news.

The mission is accomplished, and the heroine who caused the destruction of the world will naturally have to pay the corresponding price.

After enjoying some more of the city scenery, she was about to leave this world.

No matter how good it is, it is nothingness that does not belong to her.

Song Yuesheng stretched his arms, left a few silver dollars on the table, and left the teahouse.

Perhaps because Chaolu Newspaper has a close connection with the heroine, after the mission is completed, the newspaper is obviously not as busy as before.

She was able to come to Xishan City, thousands of miles away, because the newspaper office often had holidays.

The temperature in Xishan City is relatively low all year round.

After nightfall, most citizens here maintain the tradition of dancing and drinking.

Professional dance halls, bars, or a group of people singing and dancing around a campfire, telling interesting stories of the day.

Song Yuesheng has been in Xishan City for three days, and every night he would gather around a bonfire outside to have fun.

The question is that the silver dollars are not enough to pay for consumption in the dance hall and tavern.

But the atmosphere outside was great.

No one asks for your real name and identity information.

No one will deliberately make sarcastic remarks.

If you are a visitor, local citizens will enthusiastically tell you how people in Xishan City spent the long cold nights before the invention of the electricity system.

If you meet particularly friendly locals, they will even tell you some scary and strange stories.

To Song Yuesheng, it sounded like Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

Because she had seen such films before, she didn't find it scary.

Instead, other young people huddled together to give themselves courage.

Apart from the horror stories, the campfire atmosphere was pretty good.

It was already very late when everyone dispersed and went back.

The hotel where Song Yuesheng stayed was located in a bustling area of ​​Xishan City.

The internal facilities are complete and provide three meals a day.

If you live well, your spending in other places will naturally be tight.

Song Yuesheng returned to the twelfth floor yawning.

She opened the door with the key.

Push it open.

Okay.

the light is on.

Huo Tingchuan sat upright on the sofa in the living room.

It was as if she was waiting to be interrogated.

Song Yuesheng quickly came to his senses.

She closed the door and walked over with a smile.

"I wonder what Marshal Huo has come to visit you for in the middle of the night?"

Huo Tingchuan's gaze lingered on her left arm for a moment.

He opened his lips slightly: "We have found out the reason why you went back to the past."

"Really? What is it?"

Song Yuesheng showed his urgency just right.

She looked at him with bright eyes, an expression that showed her eagerness to know the answer.

Huo Tingchuan put a document on the table.

However, before Song Yuesheng took it away, he put his hand on the document.

"Song Yuesheng, you like Qi Yi."

Hearing this, Song Yuesheng subconsciously raised his eyes: "Who told you this rumor?"

"You were seen kissing in the street."

The first names that came to Song Yuesheng's mind were Zhang Yitong and Han Meihua.

But they were quickly ruled out.

The car was parked some distance away from the cafe where they were.

It is impossible to see what is going on in a black car.

Except Xia Pingwan.

and so……

It was Huo Tingchuan who abducted her, which led to the document on the table.

Huo Tingchuan noticed that Song Yuesheng hadn't spoken for a long time.

He clenched his fingers: "You admitted it."

"Okay, I admit it. Beauty misleads people."

Song Yuesheng spread his hands very frankly.

Then she sat on the sofa and looked at Huo Tingchuan tentatively.

"Master Huo, why do I feel like this is why you came here?"

Huo Tingchuan pursed his lips and spoke word by word.

"Smug."

Song Yuesheng shrugged: "Okay."

"Master Huo, thank you very much for finding out the reason. Thank you for coming all the way here to deliver the documents, but I don't plan to read it. There's nothing wrong with being confused."

"Then just live on like this!"

Huo Tingchuan glared at her, then stood up and left angrily.

The door was slammed shut with a loud bang.

Enough to bear witness to the anger of those who left.

But ah...

Huo Tingchuan didn't take the documents away.

Song Yuesheng shook his head and sighed.

Expressing concern without speaking nicely.

I don’t know who I learned this from.

Fortunately, it’s the male lead.

Otherwise, he would have died for offending someone long ago.

……

"Boom, boom, boom."

There was another knock on the door.

Song Yuesheng turned off the hair dryer and walked towards the door with a dagger in his hand.

At first I thought it was just hallucination after taking a shower, but the more I listened, the more it seemed wrong.

She cautiously turned the doorknob.

The next second, a drunken man appeared in front of Song Yuesheng.

She casually put the dagger on the shelf next to her and asked in surprise: "Huo Tingchuan, how much wine did you drink?"

Huo Tingchuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he staggered in, holding onto the door.

"I forgot to take something."

Song Yuesheng nodded: "Okay, you stand here first. The file is on the table, I'll get it for you."

Just as she turned to leave, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.

“Not a document.”

"Ok?"

Song Yuesheng looked back in confusion.

What else did he put in there before she came back?

I only heard Huo Tingchuan say in a low voice.

"It's you."

His body was shaking, but his eyes were very clear.

Song Yuesheng keenly captured something.

Just as he was about to ask, Huo Tingchuan suddenly carried him to the table next to him.

He pressed his forehead against hers and repeated it again.

"Song Yuesheng, the one I forgot to take away is you."

The smell of alcohol instantly invaded Song Yuesheng's nostrils.

Strong and pungent.

Like a mixture of many flavors.

Song Yuesheng pushed him: "Huo Tingchuan, don't you..."

Before she could even utter the word "drink", he covered her mouth and covered her eyes with his hands.

"you are always like this."

Song Yuesheng heard Huo Tingchuan sighing in her ear.

"I've never seen any aunt, and my mother never mentioned her. So from the moment you entered the orphanage, I knew you were a fake. I followed you because I wanted to see what you really wanted to do."

"But, you don't want to be in the same place with me more than anyone else..."

Huo Tingchuan lowered his eyes.

His eyes were full of sadness.

"I couldn't understand it at first, but then I learned that some people have the ability to travel through time."

Slowed down for a moment.

Huo Tingchuan's voice suddenly rose.

"Song Yuesheng, if you are afraid, just stay away from me completely."

"Why are you still pretending to be nice to me? Why did you give me a birthday present?"

"Why don't you let Third Uncle's people kill me!"

"Do you think that if you give a little alms to a helpless person, you can be worshipped as a god and do whatever you want!"

Since we can’t see, our hearing is infinitely amplified.

In addition to the accusations, Song Yuesheng also heard the emotions and bitterness behind the accusations.

The two emotions intertwined, far stronger than the smell of alcohol on the clothes.

She was almost unable to breathe due to the pressure.

Song Yuesheng pinched her fingers and relaxed for a while, "Why don't you say it?"

""

……

The person who came was Liang Shuman.

He wanted to borrow vinyl records to use in his classroom.

Song Yuesheng asked him to come in and wait, and then immediately went to look in the utility room.

As for why he knew she had the LP...

The reason is easy to guess.

She just mentioned it to Huo Yile a few days ago.

Although no one knows how they fell in love with each other, both Huo Yile and Liang Shuman showed their shyness and liking for each other.

Especially Huo Yile.

Song Yuesheng actually saw the contents of the paper that day.

——All of them are Liang Shuman’s name.

While Song Yuesheng was busy looking for the carton containing the records, a one-sided war broke out in the living room.

Qi Yi crossed his legs.

The resentment of dissatisfaction is about to explode.

"Borrowing things and returning them, we have established a connection. I have to say..." Qi Yi deliberately dragged out the words, and suddenly his voice changed, "Your method is not very clever."

"Or do you think Song Yuesheng likes you like this and won't expose you?"

Liang Shuman corrected him seriously: "Master Qi, it is a very bad behavior to make up rumors about others at will. Is there no friendship between men and women besides love? Miss Song is a very important friend of mine. Please don't spread such rumors again."

Qi Yi smiled indifferently.

The sarcasm is very obvious.

Liang Shuman didn't intend to continue explaining, especially to Qi Yi who wouldn't listen to anything.

He didn't have that kind of heart-pounding feeling towards Song Yuesheng.

She went back to the past and couldn't speak, but she answered many of his questions with branches.

He is a guide and a close friend.

Using emotions to compose their relationship is simply throwing mud.

Besides, he has a girl he likes.

Thinking of the girl who apologized for her rudeness, a smile appeared in Liang Shuman's eyes.

Qi Yi found this smile disgusting.

He was just about to shoot Liang Shuman when Song Yuesheng came out holding a cardboard box.

"All three records are here. But my dad bought them a while ago, so I don't know if they're still playable."

Liang Shuman got up from the sofa and took the cardboard box.

"I'll return it to you after I finish my big class."

Song Yuesheng waved her hand: "Yile likes classical music. Just take it away when you are done. Don't rush to return it to me."

Liang Shuman was stunned for a moment, nodded in agreement, and left.

Sudden.

Song Yuesheng was dragged to the sofa.

All four limbs were controlled by Qi Yi.

He stroked the contours of Song Yuesheng's face: "Song Yuesheng, one is already my limit. If there is another..."

The voice was soft but cruel.

"I can't control what I will do to you, but I will definitely make those ungrateful people die."

Song Yuesheng looked at him speechlessly.

Since she set aside time, she no longer has time to travel alone.

Strictly speaking, it has only been implemented for two months.

Huo Tingchuan is fine.

The key is Qi Yi.

He is on the verge of evil most of the time.

It was because he wanted to break Qi Yi's idea that Song Yuesheng felt that time was particularly long.