Song Ci didn't hide Han Zhan's own plan. She told Han Zhan: "I'm trying to make money. I know a singer and I plan to cooperate with him. I will compose music for him, and he will give me 30 percent."
Song Ci thought that Han Zhan would ask her if the other party was a man or a woman, but Han Zhan asked, "Are you short of money?"
"Well, it's a lack of money." Song Ci, who was short of money, was a little shy.
Han Zhan wanted to say that he could help her. But before he said those words, Han Zhan recalled that night on the street, when Song Ci cried and confessed his feelings to him. In the end, Han Zhan decided not to interfere with Song Ci's decision.
Song Ci has her pride, and he decides to respect her decision.
"Okay, I'll go to bed first."
"good."
Song Ci went to the hospital again in the morning, and was relieved to see that Li's mother was recovering well. When returning home at noon, Song Ci went to QQ again and received a reply from Liang Bo.
Liang Bo: [Goddess, you are amazing! I have a big deal with you!]
Liang Bo: [However, I'm curious, why did you choose me?]
Liang Bo had already listened to Song Ci's arrangement, and it was very good. He had been looping the single all morning, and just now he improvised, and wrote a lyrics for Song Ci's arrangement in only fifteen minutes.
"You used to make me happy, but now I feel lonely when I think about it. Love made me the kind of me I hate the most." Liang Bo hummed the lyrics and matched the melody of Song Ci's arrangement, thinking that this song would become a hit.
Song Ci stared at the second reply, smiled, and then replied to Liang Bo: [I chose you, naturally because of your talent. Otherwise what do you think?]
Liang Bo sent a shy expression. [I hate it, I thought you had a crush on me.]
Song Ci pursed her lips, thinking that this guy has always been a poor talker.
Song Ci: [18XXX, this is my phone number, please call if you need anything.]
Song Ci: [Solemn declaration: I only love my Brother Han. ] After sending the message, Song Ci went offline. She went to WeChat again, and when she opened Moments, she saw Mu Qiu updated a post.
She said: [I went to the funeral of a strange old man today. The scene was very quiet, there were no mournful cries, no sad memories. Everyone said goodbye to the old man quietly, as if they were chatting about the weather. I hope that after I die, no one is allowed to cry for me, I want to go quietly.]
Song Ci and Mu Qiu have several mutual friends, and she saw many people comforting Mu Qiu in the comments below.
Song Ci didn't know what to comment, so he simply pretended not to see it.
The next day, Mu Qiu transferred all his savings to an educational charity gene, and picked five smart and studious children who had no father or mother, and expressed their willingness to use the money to support their studies.
Mu Qiu's every move is under Long Yu's surveillance. He told Song Ci over the phone all the information he had collected in the past few days, everything was in great detail.
After hearing Long Yu's return, Song Ci learned that Mu Qiuzhen used all her savings to help strange children study, and her doubts deepened. What is it that made Mu Qiu become what he was later
Song Ci was puzzled.
Less than half an hour after the call with Long Yu ended, the doorbell rang again. Through the monitoring, Song Ci saw the girl in the pink skirt outside the door, and her expression became alert.
What is Mu Qiu doing here? Song Ci hesitated behind the door for a while before opening it.
Mu Qiu held several bottles of beer in his hand. She walked in, held up the wine, and said to Song Ci with a smile, "I heard that brother-in-law is not at home, sister, I'll drink with you."
The two sisters both know how to drink. In the past at Mu's house, under the starry sky in midsummer, the two sisters would sit on the roof, drinking beer bottles and chatting about all kinds of gossip.
Song Ci let Mu Qiu in.
The two sat on the floor in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Song Ci looked at the wine bottles, and she said, "Shall I make two appetizers?"
Mu Qiu pinned his long hair behind his ears and said, "Okay."
In 20 minutes, Song Ci made a pickled cucumber and a fried peanut. She put the dishes on a small table and sat on the floor with Mu Qiu. Seeing Mu Qiu swiftly open the wine bottle, Song Ci warned her: "Your current body is not suitable for drinking."
Mu Qiu smiled relievedly, "One day counts as one day, sister, let me live happily."
What can Song Ci say
Mu Qiu took a sip of his wine and said, "The school started, and my roommate asked me why I didn't go to school." Mu Qiu lived in the school when he was studying, and only went home during the holidays. Seeing that her bed was empty, the roommate thought she had moved out this semester.
Mu Qiu shrugged and laughed at himself: "How can I reply? Tell them, I'm going to die, so I don't need to study anymore?"
Song Ci frowned at her and did not respond to her ridicule.
Mu Qiu kept drinking, and quickly drank three bottles, while Song Ci only drank one bottle. Mu Qiu's drinking capacity is not as good as Song Ci's. After three bottles of beer, Mu Qiu's mind is actually a little dizzy, but his consciousness is still clear.
Holding the wine bottle, she tilted her head to look at Song Ci.
The setting sun shines on Song Ci through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Her short wine-red hair was covered with a layer of golden light, her porcelain-white cheeks looked more delicate and beautiful, and her pair of brown eyes, like double pupils, were very beautiful. Rao Mu Qiu, a girl, was also moved when she saw it.
"You will always be like this." Mu Qiu said suddenly.
Song Ci looked sideways at her.
Mu Qiu squinted his eyes and frowned and said, "Song Ci has a beautiful and charming appearance like a rose, but has a delicate and arrogant character like a plum blossom. She is charming and not vulgar, and she is a real rich flower in the world."
Song Ci sneered, "Who said that, it's an exaggeration."
Mu Qiu snorted and said, "The senior I had a crush on before left a comment on Weibo like this."
Song Ci was taken aback.
Mu Qiu reached out and stroked Song Ci's cheeks, eyes, nose, and mouth. In the end, that hand squeezed Song Ci's cheek hard. "Do you know how much I hate your face?"
Song Ci knocked off Mu Qiu's hand, twitched the corners of her lips, and smiled coldly, "Now I know."
Mu Qiu shook his head.
She put down the wine bottle, leaned over, and hugged Song Ci. Seen from a distance, the two were sisters.
Mu Qiu said to Song Ci: "I hate you, Song Ci. From the first day you entered my house at the age of thirteen, I hated you. Before you came, everyone praised me. They said I was smart and sensible. , I will definitely make my parents proud in the future. But as soon as you come, I will become that foil."
"I'm pretty, but I'm not as good-looking as you."
"Song Ci, what are you doing at my house?"
What are you doing at her house
Come to be her heart donor! Song Ci felt very disgusted in his heart. She answered Mu Qiu expressionlessly: "You have to ask your father about it, he is the one who brought me back to Mu's house."
Mu Qiu was so angry that tears fell on Song Ci's shoulders and wet her skirt.
After a while, Mu Qiu let go of Song Ci's body. She looked at Song Ci's pretty face with tears in her eyes, and said with resentment, "Why didn't you die in that earthquake?"
This is completely torn skin.
(end of this chapter)